1 comments/ 13699 views/ 6 favorites Losing Your Senses Ch. 02 By: schwammi99 For almost half an hour I had teased my wife depriving her of her senses, all part of a lost bet. She lost but I took the opportunity to turn the tables and cash in on the payout. With her hands tied and her eyes covered with a blindfold, I filled her ears with the sweet sounds of sex listening to the audio of a hot lesbian encounter. At the same time, I took every opportunity to heighten her senses with an enticing massage. First her arms, then her back, then her legs. With every stroke she was pulled closer to the tantalizing edge. She couldn't resist even if she wanted to. It was totally intoxicating. Laying face down on the bed, I first teased and then plugged her with her boy toys. She was begging to be fucked, even though she could not utter words, just sounds. My hands were covered with warm lavender oil. With every massaging stroke of her legs, she thrust herself on the vibe that I had placed between her and the bed. She was trying desperately to satisfy her urge. With each thrust, her clit brushed across the nine inch vibrator. It was not turned on, so there was no reply to her advances. It drove her wild. She was so lost in the sensations that anything was possible. She couldn't touch herself, no matter how much she wanted to squeeze her nipples and rub her tits. She couldn't see anything and the darkness sent her imagination on the most erotic journey. Each time I touched her, incredible scenes flashed in her head like a porn slot machine. Where it would stop she never knew. And the sounds? I made her wear earbuds with my very special audio of two lesbian lovers. She couldn't hear anything I did, but she could hear every move they made, from the first wet kiss, to a sopping wet pussy being licked, to an all out orgasm. Allison's heavy breathing shifted to a full pant as she matched their passion breath for breath. She couldn't touch, she couldn't see, and she couldn't hear, but she could feel. She could not have been more in tune with what was going on. She was plunged into a darkness that created euphoria with every stroke. I took my time, always escalating the sensation. Her wave was building and I could sense the anticipation. I finally conceded that she deserved more. I pulled the vibrator from underneath her pussy and placed it strategically against my leg so that it could not move. She could barely feel the head against her wet pussy. As I continued to massage her outer thighs, she slowly discovered the head of the vibe. In seconds she had impaled herself on all nine inches. She was begging to be fucked and now she was full. She pleaded with me to fuck her, but I had other plans. For all these years, her asshole was off limits, but tonight was the night to cross boundaries. I had her mini-vibe and was ready to push her to new heights. With a firm but soft nudge, the tip of the mini-vibe found her puckering asshole. I plunged it into her and watched it disappear inch by inch. She now had two cocks insider her while her new female friends were having an intense orgasm in her ear. She was so lost in complete and total lust, but the new sensation caught her like a cool breeze on her tits. "What are you doing?" she asked in a nervous voice. I need not say a word. I simply twisted the mini-vibe on and started the vibration. With that she screamed "oh my god...oh god that feels so good." Every sensation was hitting her at once and I could tell we had reached the point of no return. Sure, I could back out now and turn it off, and pull the long cock from her soaking pussy, and untie her wrists, or pull the earbuds in the middle of an intense pussy licking, but no. It was time to take her to the final level. I couldn't keep my eyes from her hot body as the passion built inside her. Her pussy was sopping and the smell left me wishing I could taste her. Any inhibitions I had in me departed when I turned on the mini-vibe. Almost instantly she spasmed and her cunt squeezed hard on the big cock buried in her aching pussy. She wanted more, more than the nine inches it gave her. With a quick twist, I turned it on. All nine inches began to tingle with electricity. In less than a few seconds, she had gone from begging for more to the most intense sexual feeling she had ever felt. Completely full and tingling unbelievably from the feeling of two vibes deep inside her, I could almost feel her eyes roll back in her head. She gasped loudly. The only question now was how long she could hang on. The intensity was building, provoking every nerve from her toes, to her pussy, to her aching nipples to the top of her head. It didn't matter that she couldn't see or hear me. Nothing mattered now except the need to cum. She resisted as long as she could, but the volcano was ready to explode. It was too late to stop, but she desperately clung to the tingling. She forced herself to hold out as the extreme sensations erupted from deep within. She couldn't speak, but she was panting and moaning to announce the arrival of a tidal wave. Her body tensed and her moaning changed to a scream as she reached her peak. She exploded gushing everywhere. "I'm cumming. Oh fuck I'm cumming!" And with that she let out the most curdling moan of her life. "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" While she crashed in waves that sent pulses from her head to her toes, I couldn't wait any longer. Her hips thrust against the bed in a thrashing orgasm milking every ounce of cum from deep inside her. I grabbed my cock and with just a few tugs I found my own release. I was so hot that there was no waiting to fuck her later. With just a few strokes I came. I came hard. Semen gushed from my cock shooting all over her back. The first shot landed near her neck. She was oblivious. I kept gushing knowing she was in total ecstasy. My head rolled back and I too was cast into darkness as my eyes closed. I could only hear her, but she was in total bliss ignorant to my own orgasm. As I wafted back to reality, I realized how perfectly the night had been. After convulsing for what seemed like an eternity, she collapsed on the bed. She was spent. Somewhere in the middle of the most exhilarating orgasm of her life, she had shot both vibes from her love holes. They were laying next to her, still vibrating. She was too exasperated to notice. I wasn't sure that she had not passed out. She lay motionless as the tingling subsided to an eerie calm. Me? I was spent. The throbbing subsided as the last drops of cum oozed from my cock. As I gathered my senses, I turned off the vibrators and tossed them aside. I wanted to collapse, but I was totally entranced. My lovely wife had just finished the greatest orgasm I had ever witnessed, all because she lost a bet. I was mesmerized staring at her pussy dripping cum from her slit. She lay still, periodically twitching with an aftershock. The last thirty minutes had been the most amazing of my life. I bent over to kiss her on the ass. I kissed. I licked. I suckled. I knew I would leave a mark, but I wanted to. I wanted her to have a gentle reminder the next time she looks in the mirror at that fine ass. Seconds seemed like minutes, but as I sucked on her ass cheek, she returned to life with a gentle moan. "ooooooooooo -- that was so incredibly good. You are amazing." she said in the faintest whisper still struggling to converse coherently. I caressed her legs in a simple display to let her know how much I loved her. She lay spread eagle face down on the bed, her legs spread with her pussy in full view, leaking cum on the sheets as a remnant of the most amazing feeling in her life. I wondered if she wanted more. I wondered if she could take more. My cock was springing to life from the view. I wanted her, but first I had to take care of her. I climbed from the bed so I could untie her, but first I kissed her. She strained her neck to raise her head to kiss me back. "I love you" she whispered. I untied her wrists allowing her to flex her arms. She lay there, patiently waiting for my next move. I grabbed a towel from the floor and wiped my load from her back. My cum was everywhere. Then I moved to lay down next to her and I pulled the earbuds from her ear. Curious, I put one to my ear, but there was nothing. My recording had ended. Allison's two new friends were feeling the same aftermath of an incredible orgasm. Good for them. Finally I removed her blindfold. She was free. Not only had I freed her from my bonds, but I had freed her from her inhibitions. As she turned to face me, she looked deep into my eyes. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply. Our tongues intertwined sharing the very depth of our passion. We were soul mates and sharing this evening together sealed that fate. She held me tightly in an intimate embrace -- one that only we could share. "I just need to hold you." she said. "I feel so warm inside." We hugged and kissed and held each other closely, feeling each other's bodies. I kept thinking about how hard she came. I was getting hard myself. I wanted to make love to my wife, but her calm told me she was not up for it. I guess I had taken her too far over the edge. Or so I thought. In a flash she sprang to life rolling over on top of me. She grabbed my arms and thrust them over my head. She was on her knees straddling me with my arms pinned. She didn't say a word but her eyes said "my turn!" We kissed for the next few minutes stoking the fire inside of us. She held my arms down as if I was being restrained. I was pretty sure I could break out, but I had no desire. My cock was standing at attention. I think she could tell. As I looked down, I gazed at her beautiful tits. "What do you want?" she asked me in a voice that was part moan, part whisper, and part dare. She was starting to heat up again. "What do you want?" she asked again in a sexy slutty tone. I looked into her eyes and said "I don't want anything. You lost a bet and tonight your trust was the greatest reward I could ever ask for. I wanted to please you. To watch you cum the way you did and to watch you enjoy yourself was more than anything I could ask for. You were amazing and I love you." With that, she kissed me on the lips. She kissed my cheek. She nibbled at my ear. Her hot breath took me away. My cock was throbbing again. It was ready. I was ready. The tingling was inside of me now. She raised up and stared in my eyes. I thought for sure she was going to kiss me, so my lips puckered. She had a different plan. She slid forward putting more pressure on my arms. Before I realized what was happening, her tits were in my face. I took a nipple in my mouth and started to suck. She moaned, or maybe it was a purrrrrr. Her tits were amazing, so full, yet so sensitive. I worked my tongue circling the nipple. Her nerve endings were coming back to life. I could feel the wave building inside her again. Her eyes closed. Her breath heavy. She was losing herself in the moment. She shifted ever so slightly offering me the chance to switch nipples. "Oh, that feels so good" she whispered to me. As I sucked her nipple tugging it in my mouth, I could sense the fire burning inside. My cock throbbed up and down and I could feel her slowly rocking her hips as she straddled my stomach. There must have been an ache in her pussy because she was trying to find some relief for her swollen clit. She leaked cum all over me. It didn't matter. She wanted to feel as if she was in control, but she needed more. She gently pulled away and moved her lips to mine. As she did, she slid further down my body. As we kissed passionately, I felt her ass searching for my cock. She was gently rocking her hips, her wetness searching for my probe. As she slid down my naked body, I felt the moistness of her swollen lips. My cock twitched, but it had nowhere to go. She gasped as the head split her pussy. I saw her close her eyes lusting for more. She rocked forward, and then slid back pulling my cock into her. I was pretty sure I was leaking cum. I could feel that she was. She wanted more. She let go of my arms so she could slide down further. She rocked her hips forward, and with a big thrust, she shoved herself on top of me, my cock ramming her pussy. "Oh yes!" she exclaimed, as she kissed me again. I was buried deep inside her. With that, she sat up. She gave me this laser look as if the passion had awakened the devil. She reached for her breasts and gently squeezed her nipples as she started to rock. Electricity raced through my body. She was working my cock, daring me to enjoy myself. There was no begging from her. No "fuck me". No yearning for more. Just business. The business of fucking me. This time she was in control and she was intent on milking my cock until I came deep inside of her. She rocked, trying to entice me to a pulsating orgasm. While she tried to stay in control, the fire inside her was raging out of control. Her hips moved faster. She wanted me deeper. Her head thrust back sensing the tingling from being so full. As she was rocking my cock, I could not help but wonder if I could play with her asshole again. Instead I reached for her nipples. I gently squeezed both. The sensation took her to another level. I listened closely as her breathing turned deep, heavy and fast. "ummmmmm...you are amazing!" she said to me. I was tugging and twisting. I knew she was feeling electricity from her tits to her tight little pussy. She was so wet and it felt so good. The pace grew faster, our grinding building into a furious frenzy. Faster, harder, deeper, longer. Her every move was working for both of us. "Oh god!" I said, a wave building inside me. I shot my legs out straight as if to fight the feeling that was building. With every stroke, she pulled me closer to the edge. My hands dropped to my side. My hips lifted off the bed. My eyes shut tight, and I bit my lip. It was my turn. She was now in full vixen mode. "Oh yes...fuck me!" she said. She was in control now and daring me. "Fuck me deep!" As my hips rocked in unison with hers, she pulled all the way out. "You tease" was all I could think, but before I could say a word, she lowered herself onto my cock, taking me deep inside her. She pushed me to the edge. The best I could utter was "yes". Long hard deep strokes. Her pussy was amazing and the sensation on my cock was overwhelming. "Keep going!" I mumbled. She dared me "Yeah? Is that good?" she asked. "Is that what you want?" I could not say another word. She felt so freaking good that I could not get my mind off the electricity coming from her pussy. She rocked faster, taking me deeper. In seconds I let loose. This time she screamed as my cum hit her deep. "Oh god yes!" she screamed, knowing that I was cumming inside her. It was amazing for me, but it also triggered her second orgasm of the night. Her head rolled back. Her eyes shut tightly. "Ohhhhh...I'm cumming!" she said. "You make me feel so fucking good!" She bucked a few times and then collapsed in my arms, her pussy squeezing me hard milking every last drop from my cock. We lay together, intertwined in sex, sweat, lust and total love for each other. It was an amazing feeling. What can we bet on next? Losing Your Senses Ch. 03 It all started when we realized that we had an evening to ourselves. An overnight school trip and a friend's sleepover meant the kids were gone for the night. How did we get so lucky I thought? The unfortunate part is that neither of us had connected the dots, so there were no formal plans for the evening. No celebration. No romantic plans. No bad boy evening (or so I thought). Just another typical night at home. We pulled together some steaks for dinner which I grilled. It was a quiet dinner, but nice to have some time together. A good bottle of wine complimented the meal. As we were finishing dinner, and the first bottle of wine, I asked my wife what she wanted to do with our "night off." A typical date night for us usually involved a night out, or a movie, or even a movie marathon courtesy of the DVD player. Tonight though, she had a different plan. "How about we play a game of Scrabble?" she asked. While different, it was not an odd suggestion. We both enjoyed Scrabble and we have had more than a few highly contested games. It is always in good fun, so I easily agreed. "I'll grab another bottle of wine if you grab the game," I said. And with that the evening was off to a good start. The first game moved quickly. It was more like a game of checkers than chess. The luck of the letters meant words were easy and we finished in no time. She won. "Best 2 out of 3?" I asked. I wanted to keep playing, and I was not about to lose, so I challenged her to keep playing. "Sure," she said, "but what's the bet?" We have a habit of betting. Some turn out better than others and this one was no different. "I don't know. What do you have in mind?" She pondered for a few seconds, sensing she was in control because she had already won the first game. "If you win, I wash and detail your car, but if I win, you are my servant for the evening," she proposed. I didn't have anything better to offer, so I agreed. "What is the worst that could happen?" I wondered to myself. Seemed easy enough to me, so I re-filled the wine glasses and we jumped into the next game. The second game was back and forth, and competitive to the very end. We both had some great words, but the letters were getting challenging. As we neared the end of the game, I needed just a little bit of luck (like a good letter) and this game would be mine. Instead, she announced her win with a victory dance. "What was that?" I asked. "I won," she said. I looked and sure enough, she had finished by using the last of her letters. Somehow she sandwiched a few letters together to spell the word "mini" - game over! "Really?" I thought to myself. "Mini?" How do you win the game on such a simple word? Is that even a word? Little did I know that it would come in to play later in the evening. She must have been hiding some letters on me. She was dancing around the kitchen like a giddy school girl. Her smirk seemed a little devious. There was more to it than a simple game of scrabble. Little did I know how devious. "I guess I can put my sponge away. I won't be needing that for your car!" and with that she grabbed her wine, gave me a quick peck on the cheek and headed to the living room. As she walked away smiling, she started to collect on the wager- "Since you are now my servant, put the game away and finish the dishes." With that she found her favorite spot on the couch and put the TV on. Feeling deflated, I cowered to her demands, packing up the game and taking the time to load the dishwasher. "Oh James," she yelled as if I was her personal butler or something. "What do you want?" I snarled. "Come in here," she yelled back at me. "First, you are James my personal servant for tonight. And second, you will respond with proper respect when I talk to you. Now, I need a little more wine." "Yes ma'am," I said as I decided to play along with her little game. I re-filled her glass, and then proceeded to finish in the kitchen. She decided that we would spend the rest of the evening watching a movie. Before I could sit down to join her she barked at me "put this in the DVD player." I was not sure if there was some strange power going to her head, or some fantasy that she wanted to play out, but with the house to ourselves I was willing to play along. I lost the bet and there was no harm, right? My wife seemed quite fidgety and I could not figure out why. "Honey, I'm feeling a little hungry. I need something to snack on. Go get me the can of peanuts." And with that I was up and headed to the kitchen - servant for the night. "Honey, I am hot. Can you go get my nightgown so I can change out of these jeans?" I trudged upstairs and retrieved a night gown. With that she headed to the mud room to change and I headed back to the kitchen. I had to admit that she looked sexy in just the nightgown. It barely covered her ass and her legs glistened smooth and silky. As she walked through the kitchen, I pinned her against the refrigerator and offered her a kiss. "What are you doing?" she asked, as if she was naïve to my advances. "Nothing," I said with a twinkle in my eye. I guess I was feeling the effects of the wine combined with the sexiness of my hot wife. I think I was even getting hard. She refused to play along and headed back to the couch. We settled down ready for the movie. No sooner had she made herself comfortable again then she barked at me "Don't you want to get comfortable too?" "What?" I asked. "Get out of those jeans," she demanded. "You need to get comfortable for the movie." It seemed like an odd request, but why fight it I thought to myself. I headed to the mudroom and dropped my jeans. In doing so, I felt a twinge of excitement down below. It wasn't hard, but I am sure it was noticeable as I returned to the living room back to my seat. "Are we ready to start the movie again?" I asked. "Yes," she replied. Well, that lasted about fifteen minutes or so. Servant time again. "Oh James...I need some more wine, and while you are up, go get my lotion from the dresser." With a look of total exasperation I paused the movie and headed upstairs. I couldn't help but to think this was getting old, but she was quick to put me in my place as I returned. "Scrabble was fun. We should do that more often." It was her subtle way of reminding me that I lost the bet. We re-started the movie as she spent the next few minutes lathering her arms with lotion. I was trying to concentrate on the movie, but I couldn't help feeling turned on watching her from the corner of my eye. Things settled down as the movie proceeded. I thought the evening of "servant boy" was over. The movie was getting more intense and reached a scene that I knew was going to turn steamy. Not only was the excitement building in my pants, but I could not help but watch my wife as she was squirming ever so gently on the couch. The heat of the scene in the movie must have had her racing. I could not take my eyes off of her nipples poking through her nightgown. "James." I ignored her trying to focus on the movie. "James!" "What?" "I need a glass of ice water. This wine is going to my head." Between the heat of the movie and the thought of my wife tipsy, I must have been getting excited. When I stood up to head to the kitchen, my boner was stiff and trying to jump out of my boxers. As I walked past her, I was hoping she didn't notice. Unfortunately, it was a little too obvious. "Oh my," she whispered to herself, not recognizing that I heard her. I decided to take my time in the kitchen. I was pushing beyond horny and feeling like I wanted some relief. I stood in the kitchen with my hand down my drawers stroking my cock. It was rock hard and I was ready. I almost forgot the water. "Where's my water?" Reality brought me back and not a moment too soon. "And can you bring me some crackers?" My cock was hard and I was about to explode, but her voice cut through the moment like a sharp knife. My only thought was "wow - whatever." With the moment ruined for me, I delivered her snacks as required. By now, my boner was gone, now limp as a biscuit, and I was wondering where this was headed. I even started to wonder when it will end. What's next for servant boy? I handed her the water and crackers while she looked me up and down. No more boner, so there wasn't much to see but she was licking her lips. Seductive? Hell yes. On purpose? Not sure. As I made my way back to my chair there was another request, or was it a demand? "Before you sit down..." "Now what," I thought to myself. Enough already. I get it. You won the bet. Can we just finish the movie? "My feet are so dry. Can you put some lotion on them before you sit down?" With a huff, I relented and grabbed the lotion. I stood in front of her with her foot on my leg just above my knee. I poured a few drops of lotion. First the right foot and then her left. I could sense her relaxing with her breath growing deeper. As I worked the lotion into her left foot, I moved to her ankle. She squirmed a little adjusting her position to be more comfortable. In the process, she gently spread her legs. I could not help but to sneak a look at her pussy, covered with her pink lacy panties. My boner was back. I decided to see how far she would play along and poured some more lotion. As I massaged her foot, I started to work my way up her leg. She spread her legs a little more opening her knees to give me a full view of the lacy pink panties. I could only stare, hoping they were as wet as I was hard. As I reached her knee, working up her legs, she snapped back. "James! What are you doing?" She pulled her legs away and crossed them as if she had just come to her senses. "What?" I thought to myself. Did I do something wrong or was she just teasing me? I pulled back. "Just start the movie," she screamed at me, although I was pretty sure she was staring at the bulge in my boxers. We sunk back into the movie, sipping wine, munching some crackers and enjoying the quiet evening at home. The next hour slipped by quickly. Before I knew it, the movie was over and the wine was gone. "James?" she called to me. "Are you still my servant?" "Yes," I replied. "You won the bet. What now?" She could sense that I was annoyed and that this had gone far enough. "My feet are cold. Can you go get my slippers from my closet?" Argh!! "Sure, where are they?" "Back left corner of my closet," she muttered. As I got up, she gave me a look, her eyes deep and seductive. She followed me across the room with her gaze. I spent the next ten minutes searching her closet to no avail. I could not find them, but I did not want to go back downstairs without them. Where are they? Should I pick another pair? I felt horrible that I could not find them. This happens all the time and I always feel stupid. Finally, I gave up. I had to go down and tell her I could not find them. Failure. Would she be disappointed? As I turned to leave the closet empty handed, I was startled to see her standing there. "What's wrong?" she asked. I explained that I had looked and looked but could not find them. "You failed?" she asked. "Hmmm...what should I do?" "Stand over there," she barked as she pointed towards the bed, disappointment written in her face. Then she turned and headed to the bathroom. "What the hell?" I thought. This is crazy, but I was scared to move. It's a freaking pair of slippers. What is going on? She came out of the bathroom and I could not help but notice how beautiful she looked, but I was still petrified by her reaction. I stood dead still wondering what was next. Was she really that mad? Upset? Over slippers? She walked up close to me. I took a deep breath trying to anticipate what she would say, or do. "You are such a loser," she said. All I could mumble was "I'm sorry," as I bowed my head in shame. With that she wrapped her arms around me and we hugged. I looked at her as if to say "I'm sorry" but she kissed me. That confused me, but I went along with it. I was sure she was upset, but we are kissing? We kissed again - she was now in total control. She pulled back and I stood frozen. She reached out and yanked my boxers down, then pushed me forcefully onto the bed. "Don't move." I lay motionless as she left the room for what seemed like an eternity. I wanted to get comfortable, but she told me not to move. Do I risk it? What is she doing? Where is she? When she came back, she barked at me again "Stand up." There I was totally be-wildered, standing with nothing but a t-shirt wondering what the hell was happening. "Turn around," she demanded. I did. "Take off your shirt!" (I did that too) "And go get the lotion." What? The lotion is downstairs. "Now," she screamed at me. "Now servant!" My mind was racing. Naked, but too scared to be excited. My cock was tingling with excitement, but my mind was wondering if I should be excited. I headed downstairs. When I returned she motioned me to the side of the bed. She was now naked herself. She kissed me and said "I need a back rub" and with that she laid face down on the bed. I paused as if I had no idea what to do. "Let's go!" she ordered. "Stop wasting time!" With that, I climbed on the bed next to her and poured some lotion on her back. For the next ten minutes, she enjoyed the pleasure of my strong hands working her back. I started by kneeling at her side, but quickly moved behind her so I could work long strokes from her shoulders down to her hips. With each soothing stroke, she gently spread her legs just a little wider. I positioned myself so that I was kneeling in between her legs. I could work from her neck all the way down to her ass - sometimes hard strokes and sometimes soft tingling strokes. And sometimes I would squeeze, kneading her tired muscles. But then I would go back to the long strokes down her back. Then I finished with a soft squeeze of her ass. She must have been feeling horny, because with each long stroke down the middle of her back her legs opened a little bit wider, inviting me towards her wet pussy. I was definitely ready to go. My cock was rock hard, and each time I reached for her shoulders, my cock would press into her ass. I knew she could feel it. My cock was throbbing and it was time to fuck her. I made one long reach and grabbed her shoulders. As I did, I pushed my hips forward, shoving my cock deep towards her pussy. She gasped and turned to me - "What are you doing?" I whispered in her ear "I want you so bad." "You are not finished." Dejected, I kept going with the massage, slowly massaging her ass and moving to work her outer thighs. With a sudden lunge, she was up on her elbows. "Move!" she said. "Move over!" I rolled out from between her legs and lay on the bed next to her. She rolled over and looked me in the eyes. With that she kissed me deeply. "You have been a good servant," she said and then kissed me again, our lips locked in a passionate embrace. She climbed on top of me as we spent the next few minutes absorbed in our bodies. My cock was rock hard and throbbing. I wanted so desperately for her to climb on top of me, but I did not dare say anything. Or should I? Would she do as I asked, or would she get mad yet again? I wanted her on top of me. Go for it! No wait! What if she gets mad? Oh god, this feels so good. Keep going. My mind was awash in thoughts. I felt her hand reach for my cock. We continued to kiss as she grabbed my dick, stiff as a flag, and started to work it. She started with gentle strokes from the head to the base. My mind was racing. I wanted to finger her pussy, but I could not reach it. She had me positioned in a way that I was pretty much helpless. All I could do was enjoy the sensation from her soft hands on my rock hard cock. Don't cum. Don't cum. Don't ruin this moment! The next thing I know I felt her tongue on my nipple as she worked her mouth down my body. My cocked tingled more than ever. What is she doing? Then I felt her lips brush the tip of my cock. Hot, soft, and wet. She would not take me in her mouth, but instead teased me forever with her tongue. She would lick the tip ever so gently. I was ready to be her to take me. I tried to find a way to thrust my hips so my entire cock would go into her mouth, but she was having none of that. I wanted to finger her pussy, but she had my arm locked so I could not reach. Wow...what a helpless feeling. She teased me until I was squirming. With that she took my whole cock deep in her mouth. One long stroke. FINALLY I thought, except she stopped. ONE? That's it? Before I could answer my own question, she threw her leg over my shoulder and shoved her pussy in my face. "Lick me servant." I barely had time to stick my tongue out and she had her pussy lips buried in my face. It was amazing, as I became totally lost in pleasing her. She was so wet and tasted so good. Each time I darted my tongue into her pussy she let out a little moan. In the meantime she held onto my cock. She would lick the head, daring me to cum, but never giving me the pleasure of sucking the whole thing. How was I going to cum that way? Before I could answer that in my head, she was rocking her hips back and forth fucking my mouth. I licked her clit and she moaned loudly. "Oh god that feels so good. Don't stop!" It was her usual whisper that had me thinking it was time to finish. Boy was I wrong. She let go of my cock and sat up straight, riding my face for her own pleasure. I kept my tongue deep in her wet hole pretending it was my cock. She reached down and started to massage her clit, her finger doing circles to build the excitement. I could feel her finger with my tongue. She shoved her finger deep inside her pussy. She let out a long moan. I thought she was about to cum right then, but no. She reached for something on the bed, and then went back to work on my cock. She laid on top of me in a 69 position, her pussy deep in my face and her tongue teasing the head of my cock. I was throbbing so much I don't know how she kept licking it. She took both hands and reached under my legs, grabbing my ass. Wow. As I pushed my tongue deeper inside of her, she was getting wetter by the moment. She took my cock in her mouth with one long slurp and pulled my ass cheeks apart. It was driving me crazy. I almost came right there. It was an incredible sensation, until she stopped. "You fucking tease," I thought, but I could not dare say that to her. I wanted to cum. She kept going, repeating the process of sucking my full length while pulling my ass cheeks open. It felt amazing, but I started to wonder...never mind...just keep licking her. And then I felt it. This time as she went down on me, I felt her finger on my asshole. WAIT! What are you doing? Too late. Oh God. She flicked her finger in my ass. I instantly went to another level of excitement. My tongue pushed so deep inside of her that she gasped. She had never done anything like this before, but it felt so good. She pulled her lips from my cock. Maybe she was tasting my pre-cum. Maybe she just needed a break. And then I felt something. As she spread my ass cheeks, I felt her finger. Oh wait - is that her finger? My asshole succumbs to the pressure, but this was bigger than her finger. She was gentle, but she pushed. She pushed it deeper and deeper. I felt it go in and was lost in the feeling. That's good right there I thought to myself. But it kept going, deeper. When would it stop? What is she was fucking me with? In, then out, and then back in again. She was subtle, soft and smooth, but what is it? She turned to me and said "why did you stop licking my pussy servant?" Losing Your Senses Ch. 04 For the past few months our sex lives have been getting more adventurous. Last month my wife took control and decided to fuck me. I lost a bet and she made me into her servant for the night. Little did I know that it would include her fucking me in the ass with her mini vibe. Little did I know that I would like it. It turned into one of the most intense nights of my life, but I decided that payback was due. The evening was innocent enough. We went out for a few drinks at the local pub, saw a few friends, and had a good time, but nothing that would prepare her for what was coming next. We returned home and I led her by the hand to the bedroom. We kissed. Eventually our embrace led us to the bed, our hands wandering over our bodies. I suggested that she change into something more comfortable. With that, she headed to the bathroom. I was ready to initiate my revenge, and my hope was that she would enjoy it as much as I did. I had thought about this for weeks. I spent many nights laying in bed with an erection stroking my cock while plotting how I would pleasure my wife AND carry out my payback. While she was in the bathroom, I ditched my clothes and moved to the bed. My cock was getting hard just thinking about the rest of the evening. In a matter of minutes, she appeared from the bathroom wearing nothing but a robe. She looked ravishing as always. Her robe draped open showing me her cleavage. More blood rushed to my cock. "Calm down," I thought to myself. This must be a slow sensual process. Your pleasure can wait. I motioned her to my side of the bed. I jumped up from the bed and grabbed her hands softly. I stepped back and just stared at her chest, teasing me. I looked deep into her eyes as I took the robe from her shoulders and dropped it to the floor. We stood naked as I hugged her and whispered in her ear. "I love you, and I want to make love to you. You are an amazing woman with an amazing body." We kissed. My hands wandered over her body. I nibbled on her ear, and kissed at her neck. I knew it was time to move forward with my plan for the evening. We moved to the bed and I had her lie face down. I stretched her arms above her head. She seemed a little confused, but did not resist. With that, I climbed on top of her with a bottle of lavender oil. It was warm. She let out a slight moan as I poured the oil on her back. I started to work it in, rubbing the oil on her neck, her shoulders, and her back. As I worked the oil from her lower back to her shoulders, I whispered in her ear. "I get so turned on thinking of you and knowing how good you make me feel." I could sense her smile. I poured more oil on her back, massaging it in and encouraging her to relax. I climbed off and moved to the front of the bed so I could work the oil from her shoulders down her arms to her hands. I took my time working her arms, knowing that I was reaching the turning point. With both arms oiled she was feeling awesome - soft, sexy, sensual, and ready for more. It was my turn to exert control. I must have been nervous, but I wanted tonight to move to a unique level. I fumbled for the rope I had tied to the bedpost earlier in the day. I grabbed it and put it on her right wrist. She gasped, seemingly confused. Then I grabbed the rope from the other bedpost and placed it on her left wrist. She glared at me. She quickly realized that she was now tied to the bed and somewhat helpless. The ropes were not tight. In fact, she had room to move. I wanted it that way. I climbed back on top, finished rubbing her back and then focused on her legs. I think she forgot about the ropes and was awash in the scent of the lavender oil and the sensation of my strong hands working her body. It was time to move on. I leaned forward, my full weight on top of her, my rock hard cock pressing on her ass, and whispered in her ear for her to turn over. Still tied to the bed, it was tough for her to roll over. She needed my help. I grabbed her by the hips and helped her to roll over to her side, and then to her back. Fortunately, I had left enough slack in the ropes. She was now laying face up, her hands above her head tied to the bedpost. She was mine for the evening, and I was ready to focus on her totally. "What's next?" she thought to herself, but she could not bring herself to ask. Her eyes were closed immersed in the moment, wondering what I was going to do next. I found a spot next to her on the bed. I kissed her on the lips. I kissed her cheek. I kissed her neck. Then I whispered in her ear "you always make me feel so good." Lying next to her, I took a single fingertip and touched her as lightly as I could. I pulled my finger down her body. It was electric, stimulating, but sensual. I started on her right arm. I gently pulled my finger down her arm, across her shoulder, down her chest between her luscious tits, down her belly, across her hips, and as far down her right leg as I could reach. She cracked a subtle smile and a soft moan escaped her lips. "ummmmmm." I used a very light touch, barely caressing her, creating a tingle through her body. Did it tickle, or just tingle? I didn't care. As I crossed various regions, her body would twitch ever so lightly. It didn't tickle, but it made her twitch as the sensation was so stimulating. I decided to do it again. My touch was ever so slight. My finger, wet from the oil, slid down her arm to her shoulder. I went from her shoulder down between her tits. She wiggled, as if daring me to play with her tits. "Not yet," I thought to myself as I continued down her body. As my finger slid across her belly headed for her pussy, she clenched with excitement. But I did not cave in. I kept going, narrowly missing her pussy and heading down her right leg. My finger made a u-turn and re-traced my tracks back up her body. The goal was a "barely there" sensation that would make her tingle. It was working. Her rock hard nipples showed me it was working. I leaned over to kiss her. She kissed me back, hard. Her tongue dove into my mouth as if to say "enough, I'm yours, so fuck me now," but she never uttered a word. I was ready. My cock was ready. But there was more to my plan. I had always been intrigued by sensory deprivation and heightened awareness. Tonight I would explore that further. I grabbed a feather that I had stashed on the bed stand. I took the feather and re-traced my route across her body. The goal was to see how lightly I could drag the feather across her body, and how much could I tease her. It was an incredible sensation and she was growing lost in what I was doing. There was nothing else in her mind except the focus on her body. Her nipples grew bigger and harder. She spread her legs, as if to beg me to go further. And she started to moan as the sensation became more pleasurable. I teased her, gliding the feather across her body. Her arms, her shoulders, her neck, gently across her face, down her chest, across her stomach. I worked every part of her body for what seemed like an hour, carefully avoiding her most erogenous areas. With every stroke, she wanted me more. She wanted to be satisfied. But she never spoke. I watched her every move intently. She reached for her tits. Squeezing her nipples would push her over the edge, except she couldn't reach. Frustrated, she realized there was not enough slack in the rope to reach her smoking hot tits. I could see the disappointment in her face. So, I teased her some more, using the feather to circle her nipples, and to do a figure eight across her chest. She squirmed, desperate for more. With the last stroke, I dragged the feather across her nipple and down her body. She gasped. I almost came right then. "Keep going," I said to myself. "Don't stop!" She wanted me to fuck her, but I had other plans. As I moved the feather to her face, I know she was disappointed, but I was pushing the envelope further. I started at her cheek, then down her neck, and then circled her tits, and then I pulled the feather across her nipple. It must have felt amazing because she thrust her chest out. I thought maybe she was having an orgasm. She raised from the bed trying to get more. As much as she wanted it, I was in control. I kept going, this time dragging the soft feather down across her stomach and straight down between her legs. As the feather crossed her pussy, the sensation hit her clit. She collapsed back on the bed, her tits now out of her mind and her attention now on her aching pussy. She pulled her knees up as if to concede her body to me, inviting me to do anything to her pussy. I simply stared at her and enjoyed the view, as well as the thought of where this was going. I started at her neck this time, repeating the process. "Ohhhhhhhh," she mumbled. She wanted to speak. She wanted to let me know how good she felt. She couldn't. The tingling sensation engulfing her body prevented her from full words. Her hot little body tingled everywhere. I circled her tits, but this time as the feather worked its way south, I leaned in and licked her nipple. My hot breath and my wet tongue added to the sensation. "Oh god yes," she muttered. The feathery touch continued south ever so slowly. As she recovered, she realized that the feather was headed for her pussy. "Could it?" she thought, frozen with anticipation. I did. I dragged the feather across her navel and straight down. As I crossed her pussy, she raised her hips inviting me to go further. I dragged it across her pussy lips with the slightest touch. She held the position, hands above her head, nipples rock hard, and hips in the air begging for me to just fuck her. Put it in her. Do something, anything to make her cum. I wouldn't. Not yet. I paused and watched her tug on the ropes again. If only she could get free, one hand would squeeze a nipple and the other would bury two fingers deep inside her wet pussy. But I was not ready for that. She felt the feather pull across her nipple, circling, tingling, and teasing. "Oh please, please take me now. I can't take any more." With that, my mouth clamped down on her nipple sucking it deep into my mouth. My tongue circled and danced driving her wild. At the same time, the feather moved. I reached as far as I could and it landed on the inside of her thigh. I slowly started pulling it up. I felt her push her knees open, begging me to play with her wet pussy. She pushed hard and wide as if I needed more access. I didn't. The feather dragged across her wet pussy and as it did, she thrust her hips into the air. As she did, I let my pinky finger split her pussy lips. She was wet beyond belief. I pulled the feather further north, and placed it on her belly. "Now what?" she thought realizing I had stopped. I continued to play with her nipple in my mouth. I slid my finger between her pussy lips. She was really wet. I buried my finger deeper as if to scoop up some wetness. I rubbed it on her tits and nipples. And then I sucked it off. "Ummmmm," I made sure she knew how much I enjoyed this and how good she tasted. I did it again. This time, I put two fingers deep inside her pussy. She twitched, but wanted more. I pulled my fingers out and moved them to her mouth. She opened wide, begging me to let her taste her juices. I couldn't resist. "Ummmm." Her tone was defining her ecstasy. She was totally absorbed in the moment. "I want to play with your cock," she muttered, but I said nothing. Instead, I reached for the bed stand and grabbed the man sized vibrator. It was a full nine inches and I planned to let her enjoy every part of it. Every touch created an incredible sensation within her. I moved my mouth down to her pubic mound. She was starting to breath more heavily now. Inhale, and then moan as she exhaled. Inhale, and then a longer slower moan as she exhaled. Her sounds were driving me crazy, my cock throbbing, yearning for relief. I had to lick her pussy. It was sopping wet, and tasted so good. But I did not want her to cum. My tongue split her lips and I could tell that there was an intense orgasm building inside of her. I was tempted to keep going, sucking on her clit, but I couldn't. I had worked too hard for a special night. Instead, I gently brushed the head of the dildo across her pussy. "Ohhhhhhh!" I took the dildo in my mouth to get it ready for her. I took the whole thing in my mouth so the shaft would be nice and wet. I could taste her sweetness. She must have opened her eyes long enough to catch me with a cock in my mouth. She asked, "Do you like that?" I ignored her comment and started to work on her with the dildo. I rubbed it across her lips, and then would gently push. She rocked her hips to give me better access. I pushed deeper, then pulled all the way out. Then pushed a little deeper, then all the way out. The sensation was driving her wild. Her hips rocked more with every thrust. In, then out slowly. In more, then out slowly. Deeper, then out slowly. Her breathing quickened as my pace increased. And while my dick was throbbing, I knew she was reaching new levels of excitement. "Oh god yes," she uttered as if she was in some sort of trance. I fucked her for the next ten minutes varying the depth and pace. Her cunt was squeezing, wanting more, wanting it deeper. I could tell she was getting close to an intense orgasm. She tried desperately to reach for her tits, but to no avail. She could not get free. I moved down the bed to lay between her legs. The view of the dildo piercing her pussy, in and out, in and out, was amazing. I straightened her legs and moved them closer together. It simply heightened the feeling of her tight pussy being impaled by all nine inches. Each time I thrust it deep inside of her she responded even more. I did not think she could take much more. I shoved the dildo deep inside of her and then moved her legs together, my legs straddling hers. I squeezed her knees together. The cock inside of her felt even better then before. I took the last rope and quickly tied her knees together, with the dildo still inside of her. She was a little unsure of what was next, but she felt full. I think she enjoyed the break from being fucked because she seemed to relax for a minute. I slid my hand between her thighs and pushed it up towards her pussy. She wanted to open her legs, but she couldn't. As I reached the end of the vibrator, I stared at her face. Her eyes were closed and her mouth was open, panting trying to find some inner peace. "Oh God!" she screamed. I had flicked on the vibrator - both buttons! The first button started the internal vibration. All nine inches were now tingling inside her sopping wet pussy. The second button was the clit massager. "bzzzzzzzz!" She lit up. She started to stir. Her legs tied together held the dildo deep in her crotch. She could not be still. I was engrossed watching her. I wanted to touch her, but I couldn't. I moved so I was lying next to her again. She could not have cared less where I was or what I was doing. She was lost in delight. The excitement and tingling inside her was building like crazy. A big cock fucking her and massaging her clit at the same time, all nine inches inside of her. It took seconds. She was speechless. She just mumbled sounds as the pleasure became overwhelming. She bucked. She twisted. She tried to grab her tits. She thrust her hips. She tried to break free of the ropes. Nothing worked. The sensation of a light feather tickled. The sensation of the dildo inside her was exasperating. She was over the edge, trembling uncontrollably. "Oh god. Oh god. Oh god!" I knew what was building inside of her and so did she. She was thrashing left and right. Her tits ached, but the electricity in her pussy completely overwhelmed everything she had ever experienced. Building, the orgasm inside of her was reaching the point of no return. Back and forth, she fought it trying to calm the sensation, even though there was no way she wanted it to stop. I could only watch and stroke my throbbing cock. She tensed, frozen in time for what seemed like an eternity, trying to fight the eruption. In seconds she exploded, her pussy convulsing from the most intense orgasm of her life. It went on for at least 30 seconds. She tried to speak, but she couldn't even manage to exhale. As the orgasm started to subside, I could tell how much she enjoyed it. "Yes! Yes! Oh my god yes!" I think she thought it was over. I thought otherwise. I locked my lips onto her tits sucking her nipples. The vibrator was still shoved deep inside of her, with her knees tied tight so it could not escape. It was still on. The sensation in her pussy was beyond anything she had ever felt. Her body was fighting it. "That's enough...take it out!" she demanded. I just smiled at her. She pulled her arms trying to break free. It didn't work. She wriggled her hips. That did not work either. It just kept going. Her clit tingled like never before. A second eruption. She had to cave in. In less than a minute, her second orgasm hit her with even more intensity then the first one. This time, her entire body shook in waves of spasms. She shook from head to toe, trembling with intense pleasure. She went on that way, speechless, completely consumed with an intense electrifying orgasm that lasted more than thirty seconds. She went limp. I was worried that she was unconscious. Worried that I had gone too far, I shoved my hand between her legs and turned off both buttons. She lay motionless. She was breathing, but totally motionless. I wasn't sure what to do. She stayed that way for about a minute before opening her eyes. She gasped for air, but was barely coherent. I kissed her. "I hope you liked that!" I kissed her, then reached over her head and removed the two ropes restraining her arms. She immediately wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. She did not say a word. She held me tight. Something had changed inside of her. I had unleashed a feeling she did not know existed. She grabbed my cock and started to jerk me off. In seconds I came all over her. Watching her experience the most intense orgasms of her life had sent me over the edge. We crashed in each other's arms. We fucked the next morning. Life hasn't been the same since. I wonder what's next.