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Tied to Each Other Ch. 01

By: ZacNeuman



I had been thinking about it for the past couple of weeks. Now, stuck in traffic, in the rain, going no place fast, I thought about it again. Our marriage was just like this traffic, going no place fast. I felt we needed something to spice it up a bit. Put the excitement back into our lives. Get passionate about something. Hell, just get passionate about each other that would be a major improvement. I guess it was the seven year itch or something, but I felt we were missing something out of our lives. I decided that tonight was going to be the night. Tonight we put our marriage back on track and fall in love all over again. Or at the very least, I’ll get laid. It seems like a win/win situation. 

Forty minutes later, and having to pass two grueling accidents, I found myself pulling into the driveway. I did not feel as confident as I did a while back, but, like it or not, get ready ‘cause here I come.

I found Gina sitting in front of the TV with her eyes glued to the tube. Some silly ass British gay talk show host was interviewing Dolly Parton. He was calling women who make a living impersonating Dolly and telling them that Dolly was an imitator of herself and how did she sound. Interesting, I guess, knowing that all of Dolly was as real as the day is long. Outside of that, I had some business to conduct here tonight.

“Traffic bad”, she called out over her shoulder as I poured myself a something to drink.

“Its nuts out there, first rain of the year and people have to learn how to drive again.”

She made a little noise of agreement and I went into the bedroom and began to change my clothes. In a moment, (commercial most likely), she came in to give me a little kiss.

“How was your day, sweetie?”

“Just fine, honey, and you”, I asked?

“The usual,” she kissed me on the cheek and took my pants and neatly folded them and put them over a chair. I sat on the edge of the bed and had a hang dog _expression on my face. “What’s up, baby. Hard day at the office,” and she sat next to me and put her arm around me. I guess this was my chance to broach the subject matter. 

“Honey,” I began not knowing how to really talk about this kind of stuff, “are you satisfied with our marriage?”

She froze. I can only imagine every fear she ever had about anything getting wildly out of proportion.

“Why,” she had a hurt tone to her voice, “Yes. Yes I am satisfied with our marriage.” There was an empty silence before she asked the logical follow up question, “Are you satisfied with our marriage?” She was on the verge of tears, afraid that we would loose each other and end up divorced or worse. “Honey,” I continued, “I love you. I love you very much. However,” she was watching my every move, petrified to move, “for the last year or so it’s been somewhat routine”, for lack of a better word.

“Routine” she asked?

“I mean, I come home you kiss me on the cheek. We exchange pleasantries eat dinner and go to bed.” I was trying to find the words to express myself. “There’s got to be something more than that.”

“What do you mean?”

“Remember when we first were going out with each other and how we couldn’t wait to see each other. Being away from each other was a pain we had to endure so we could be together always.”

I saw a light click inside her head, “You mean when we would find places to go to be by ourselves and have sex.” 

“Exactly” I said. We had a passion about life. We had a passion about each other. Everyday was an adventure to be with each other, and every night was like heaven.”

“I think I know what you’re getting at.” She was a bright woman and knew the way I thought. Hell, were married. That happens. A ray of hope entered me like a bolt of lightning. 

“I think your talking about our sex life,” she said.

“Exactly,” I said.

“I know it’s not been as active lately,” she began, “but we can do it more often if you like. Every day, every night and day if that would make you happy.” She felt a little guilty about her lack of libido in the past year or so.

“Oh honey,” I knew she was getting it, but not quite there yet, “It’s not only the sex, it’s the way we approach sex.” She had a confused look on her face so I continued, “I want to change the way we have sex.”

“Change,” she sounded out of her element, “like what kind of change are you talking about?”

“I was thinking that we could spice up our sex life a little using a different way we do things.”

“What are you talking about, dear?” She had a way of cutting to the case. “Just tell me what you want to do and we’ll do it.”

“Oh baby,” I hugged her, “you’re the greatest”. I planted a wet sloppy kiss on her mouth and she looked like she felt a little better about the idea. “OK, what do you want me to do,” she was warming up to the idea.

“Do you still have that bustier we got in Colorado?”

“You mean the red one with the fish net stockings and all that stuff?”

“The very same, how about slipping into something like that and we work our a few fantasies?”

“Fantasies”, she looked up at me with questioning eyes?

“I want to have you as my love slave,” I told her.

She giggled like a little girl, relieved that I only wanted some kinky sex from her and not a divorce. She hopped up and went carousing through the hallway closet for the sexy red bustier we got in some tourist town in Colorado that sold this kind of stuff to tourists so they could see what it was like to be a bar girl in an 1880 mining town. I bought it for her and we took a few photos in the hotel room complete with feather boa and all. I felt a kind of excitement building up with the anticipation of what was to come and I went about getting the tools ready.

I found a couple of silk scarf’s that I could use and her dildo that would come in handy. I also found a large feather. I had no idea what I would do with it, but I put it on the night table by the bed. It was then I realized that I was in my boxer shorts and still had my button down shirt and tie on. I stripped them off and found myself a pair of Speedo trunks. Hey, you’ve got to improvise when your spur of the moment. The trunks fit tight and showed a predominant bulge in front. I am kind of big, like say fourteen inches and thick like two skinny dicks side by side. Gina always like that, I could reach her pussy from any angle possible. She did have a lot of trouble fitting me inside of her when I did get her. Oh, that reminded me; I got some baby oil out for lubricant. You never know. I sat on the edge of the bed and listened to her in the bathroom getting ready. I knew she would be sure the make up was right and her perfume just so. She was not overly vane, but she was a women and women like to be seen in the best light possible. I lit up a cigarette and waited.

She stuck one fishnet stocking clad leg into the room first. Then she slid the rest of her into the room. The bustier formed a cup for her breasts and was just a touch small for her. This caused her nipples to poke over the black lace trimming of the bright red bustier. She had found a pair of deep red panties to match and the black of the fishnet stockings set off the whiteness of her legs. She had on a pair of high heels and walked into the room as if she were auditioning for a part in Gypsy. The effect causes me to stir a bit in my Speedos. I stood up and approached her and took her by her elbows and bent my head to meet her nipples. I lightly kissed them and took one into my mouth and gave it a slight suck and released it through my teeth giving her a slight bite.

"Ohhhhh” and she shook her torso so as to give a jiggle to her tits. "I think I like this," she said.

I let my left hand drift to the silk panties and I ran my hand along the length of her pussy and I watched her suck in her breath. I led her to the edge of the bed and took one of the scarf’s and tied her wrists together in front of her. She said nothing, but her eyes were wide with wonder. I gently pushed her onto the bed and laid her flat on her back.

I ran my hands along the length of her body starting at the inside of the kneecap and along the inner thigh, along her pussy, past her belie button and up to her nipples which I pinched lightly. She had a smile on her face and her eyes were half closed savoring the touch. I raised her arms above her head and ran my hands down the insides of her arms and along her arm pits, down her sides, across her hips and had them meet in the center of her red silk panties. She spread her legs open for me, keeping her arms above her head with her eyes now closed as she exhaled a long breath of air. I bent down and kissed her deeply on the lips, using my tongue to wrestle with her tongue. As I did this I took another scarf from the night table and ran it under and between her bound wrists. I let up a bit and she had a dreamy _expression on her face as she watched me tie her to the head board of our bed. I had to lean across her to do so and the bulge in my Speedos came close to her face, she turned her head and playfully bit me through my trunks. As I knotted the last scarf she was trying to pull my Speedos down with her teeth.

"Go for it girl," I encouraged her. It was like bobbing for apples for here. 

She tried to angle her body into a better position for pulling this side down and then shift her position to get the other side. After ten minutes of effort on her part she succeeded in reveling the Head and top third of my penis, the Speedos pressing it against my lower abdomen. Her effort was not lost on me, because I was growing as she pulled on my Speedos.

"MMMMM, how yummy," she said and she got her mouth around the head of my dick and she used that to force the Speedos down around my balls. She started to lick me up and down my shaft which caused me to stiffen up.

I began to feel her through her red panties. I really like the feel of the silk on her skin. It slides without resistance and felt so smooth. I found her clit underneath the silk and focused on that. I was now leaning over Gina as she worked her mouth along my cock. I cradled her head so that she could wrap her mouth around the head of my dick and suck on me. She began to make moaning sound through her sucking sounds. That's when I got an idea for the feather. I interrupted our interlude and retrieved the feather from the night stand. Her eyes were half closed in a dreamy state until she saw the feather. She brighten up and took notice. With her arms bound she could only receive what I dished out. I used the feather to glide by the face and neck, across the collar bone and along the nipples of her breasts, (which perked them up rather fast) and made the circuit several times with her very satisfied by the results. I then slid her beautiful red silk panties off and cast them aside. I parted her legs using the feather along the inside of her thighs. Then I ran the feather along her vaginal slit and watched as her pelvis reached up to grab the last of the feather as it made it's pass. I used the feather on her for another twenty minutes or so and she was breathing hard and grinding her hips trying to snap at the feather with her legs each time she would open like a flower when I made the pass between her legs. He breasts actually seemed to grow larger as she progressed along and her nipples were rock hard. Her eyes were beginning to roll up in her head and she was just on the edge of climax but the feather was just not enough to get her there. "Should I lick your pussy," I asked?

"MMmmm yes, please lick my pussy, yes please!'

“If I lick your pussy will you let me fuck you in the ass?"

"Oh baby, I've never done that. Just lick my pussy, please."

"I will lick your pussy if you let in the back door."

"Your too big for me in my pussy, you'll kill me in my ass. Come on baby, jus lick me, please."

I passed the feather along the inside of her thighs and dragged it across her clit and she shuttered. I reached down and gently pinched her nipple and she shuttered again.

"Come on baby, give me that big fat old monster cock of yours and I'll suck you dry. All I want is for you to lick me, baby. Jus lick me, honey, please." She caught my dick as it lay next to her head and took me in her mouth and sucked me with feeling. 

"Honey, the rules tonight are, I make the rules. I promise I won't hurt you; it's something I've always wanted to do. Especially, with my beautiful wife; if you say yes, I will go down on you right now and make sure you come like you never have before."

While she though about that I worked the feather some more.

"Ok, ok, ok, if you promise not to hurt me."

"I promise", I made a cross over my heart.

"Now suck my pussy!"

I did as she asked. I parted her legs and positioned myself between them and started by licking her from bottom to top and back again. I took a couple of my fingers and put them insider of her and found her clit and sucked on it. She let out a wail and clamped her legs around my ears while pushing up on her pelvis and twisting her entire body like a pretzel. I hung on for the ride with one arm around her hips and the other still with my fingers inside of her. I used my fingers inside of her in kind of a tickling motion and kept them moving and I never let go of her clit. It was a good thing that she was anchored to the head board otherwise we would have been launched into orbit.

She seemed to calm down after several minutes of this and relaxed her legs. Her High heels were dug into the bed spread like tent spikes. Her chest was heaving and her tits were jiggling with the effort she gave to get her breath back. 

I figured that this would be a good time to introduce her to the pleasures of anal sex. I stuck my index finger up her ass. She squirmed a little as I worked my index finger around her anus. I then grabbed the dildo of the night stand and inserted it into her pussy.

"Ohhhhh," she made a moan with both pleasure and pain in it. I worked the dildo in and out of her wet pussy as I began to dilate her ass. I used a little baby oil on my fingers and used a couple in her ass. The baby oil made my job a lot smoother and she began to relax a little and just let it happen. I enjoyed seeing her so wrapped up in self pleasure that it actually got me hard as a rock. I like the sounds she makes and the smell of her sweat and her wetness. I wanted to ram myself up her ass right now, but she was not ready and I had no desire to hurt her at all. 

I really wanted to sink my dick into some part of her right at that moment so I decided to try and get two things done at once. I covered the dildo with baby oil and worked it little by little into her ass. She was trying to help me by adjusting her body to accommodate more of the dildo. She finally just lifted her legs straight up and let me shove the entire dildo up her ass. With her legs up like that I just had to have her right now. My rock hard dick was waving in front of me like a red cape in a bull fight. With the dildo fully inserted inside her ass I brought her legs to rest on my shoulders and with the reach I had I put the head of my dick into her sopping wet pussy.

“Ohhhh God” she cried out!

“Yeah baby,” I said as I started to move myself in and out of her.

“Holy Shit!” She yelled between gasps.

“Do ya like this, baby?” 

“OHHHH, YEAH, BABY, fill me up!”

I began to rock back and forth sliding the full length of me in and out of her pussy. Each time I hit the zenith of my inbound thrust, she let out a “HA”, her eyes were rolling inside her head and she was tossing her head from side to side.

“Ha, Ha, Ha, HAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” She was in the climax of her orgasm and every fibber of her was feeling it. It pulsated throughout her down to the toes sitting on my shoulders. She managed to shot the dildo out of her ass and into the bed spread. Every muscle in her tightened and then relaxed.

I laid her legs to one side causing the rest of her to roll on her right side. I saw that her asshole was fully dilated and as ready as it ever was going to be for me. I lay beside her and I raised her left leg up and kept it there with my left leg. I then took my cock in had and made sure it was covered in baby oil and began to slide right inside of her. I was braced for a series of objections from Gina but instead she, with effort, began to push her ass right onto my dick and she took all of me in. “UHHHHHHHH” and she began to fuck my dick like she’d been doing it all her life. I held her leg up in the air and met her incoming ass with the length of my shaft. I could feel her on my dick and the feeling it gave me is indescribable. My whole body was involved in this, every thing, all my muscles, every thing. She slid up and down my dick and every time she did I was that much closer to cumming. Soon we found that this position was not working for us and we needed a little more purchase for better penetration. Without pulling out of her I put her leg down and I helped her on to her knees. She bent her torso down onto the bedspread and I grabbed her hips and rammed her and rammed her and rammed her. She was making that sound again, “Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha,” and I was making a sound, “Ah, Ah, Ah,”. The cheeks of her ass shook violently each time our two bodies met, preventing any deeper penetration. The vibration did not stop by the next time and so her pretty little ass was vibrating and she was experiencing wave after wave of such an intense feeling, orgasm mixed with pain, mixed with physical effort, mixed with the lustiness of sex. 

I grabbed her hips and pulled her onto my dick and I shot a stream of hot cum deep inside of her and again and again and again, until I was through. She had semen and baby oil all over her ass and pussy. Totally spent we both collapsed onto the bedspread and I was barley able to reach the scarf’s to untie her. As we were both gasping to get our breath back she rolled in my arms and kissed me passionately and said between breaths, “what are we doing tomorrow nite?”

Zjn9/02

Tied to Each Other Ch. 02



The traffic was just as bad as the night before, but my mind was bathed in the memory of our experience. I was smiling and actually humming to myself as the scenes of last nights encounter flashed into my mind. I saw Gina in her red bustier and stockings parading before me and then I saw her with her ass held high and her torso on the bed while I sunk my shaft into her anus. I found the jiggle of her ass so erotic that I almost missed the red tail lights in front of me. I felt warm all over and I had a stirring in my pants. I couldn’t wait to get home and tell Gina that I really loved what we did last night and couldn’t wait to do more. As for a follow up to that, I had no clue. All I knew was that I loved what we had going and I didn’t want it to stop.

The car rolled silently into the driveway and I hopped out with a brace of red roses, (to match her bustier), in my hand. I took a deep whiff of them and stepped merrily to the front door. I inserted my key, turned the lock and walked in. Gina was standing there wearing her winter coat. She had her hands behind her back and a nice smile on her face.

“What’s up,” I was kind of startled to see her like this. I was kind of suspicious of where she was going at this hour. Had I forgotten some engagement we were supposed to be at, a dinner, a meeting, card game, in seconds I determined that none of that applied.

“Nothing,” she said in a sing song sort of way, “are those for me?” She asked pointing to the roses with her right hand, as she took it from behind her and stepped closer to me and the roses.

“Absolutely,” I felt kind of like a Neanderthal making an offering to my mate before I took her by the hair and made her my own.

“Oh Honey, your so sweet,” she pressed herself close to me and placed her hand on my hand that held the roses. She stood on her tip toes and angled her head to kiss me. I bent my head down to meet her waiting lips and closed my eyes as I kissed her deeply and passionately. That’s when I felt the handcuff encircle both of my wrists and made that clicking sound as they tightened. I broke off our kiss and asked, “What’s up with this?”

She took the roses out of my hand and turned with her back to me, “Pretty roses,” she then reached behind her with her free hand and grabbed a hold of my manacled hands and began to lead me into the living room. In the living room behind the couch we have a large hanging plant that must weigh a couple of hundred pounds and it was gone. I was a little disoriented because the furniture was not where it was supposed to be. Under where the plant should have hung was a small step stool. She walked over to it and up the steps of the stool raising my arms above my head and she gave me tugs as she hooked the link between the cuffs to the hook that held the plant. I was on my tiptoes trying to maintain my balance. I had a little feeling of terror and a complete loss of control, but I tried not to communicate that uneasiness to Gina.

“Honey,” I said in a mildly sweet voice, “what are we doing?” She removed the step stool from the living room and answered me, “Oh, what ever I want, dear.”

“Really,” I asked?

“Really,” she replied. She then took off her winter coat and reveled to me the results of her day’s shopping. She had a black satin garter belt with sheer stockings on. She wore high heels that seemed like her heels towering over her toes. Her panties were of a sheer silk like material and I noticed that they had a cut out in their center. She had on a strapless bra that merely held her breasts in place as more of a table offering, for the majority of her breast was completely visible, erect nipples and all. The overall effect was devastating. She transformed herself into my erotic fantasy over night. Even hung up like I was I felt myself growing. She must have noticed and started to smile in a sly way.

“Do you like what I bought today,” as she twirled in front of me, reveling that the panties were nothing but a string of material between her ass cheeks framed by the garter belt. As I looked, I noticed that this is where the heart from all those valentine cards comes from formed from the shape of a women’s ass as she offered it to her lover. The thought stirred me a lot.

“You look marvelous,” imitating Ricardo Montaband. 

“Oh,” she dashed off to the bedroom for a second and returned, “These go with the outfit.” She began to slide on black satin gloves that went all the way up to her elbows. “Perfect,” she commented on herself. She walked up to me and because of her heels we were eye to eye, and placed a gloved hand on my cheek and with a sly smile she bent to just brush her lips across mine. Then she turned away and walked a few paces letting me absorb her back side more completely. How wonderfully erotic she looked. Oh how my balls ached to have her spread herself wide for me.

“I think that you’re a mite overdressed for this party,” she said as she turned around and walked toward me. She began to loosen my tie, “We can’t have this in our way now can we?” She let it slip through the collar of my shirt and she flung it to one side letting it fall to the floor. “I had the boys next door move the plant outside for a little sunlight today and had them move the furniture around a bit, do you like it?” She asked over her shoulder as she again walked away from me.

“I hadn’t really thought of it,” I said wondering what she was up to.

“If we don’t like it we can always change it again.” She was talking like this wasn’t taking place. Like we were sitting across each other at the kitchen table, it was very disorienting and kind of spooky, erotically spooky. Something that scares the hell out of you yet you dare not put a stop to it.

She turned back to me and began to unbutton my shirt very slowly. She maintained a sly smile on her lips and I caught the scent of her perfume. When she looked into my eyes I saw her see deep into me and I surrendered to the intensity of her eyes looking into mine. She apparently had fantasies of her own she wanted to work out. How wonderful I thought. She got about three of the buttons on my shirt unbuttoned and then just ripped my shirt open, buttons flying off the fabric and bouncing on the hard wood floor. It startled me a bit. She rubbed her gloved hands across the expanse of my chest and put the cheek of her face against my chest hair, closed her eyes and rubbed her self into them. She bit my nipple and I let out a little yelp. She put her arms around my waist and pulled me into her and she ground herself into my growing hardness. I felt the ferocity of her feeling and was beginning to match it with my own. I found myself short of breath. She released me and began to undo my belt.

“This has got to go,” and she slid the belt out of the belt loops and flung it to one side of her letting it clatter onto the floor unseen. “Well now, what have we here,” and she unbuttoned my pants and let the zipper down. My pants fell to my ankles and left me in my boxer shorts. “No, no, no, this will never do,” and she lowered my boxers to my ankles. “Much better,” she said as she took my length in her hand and admired it as if it were a piece of art. I seemed to grow without her doing anything but cradle me in her hand. My whole body seemed involved with the hardening of my dick. I could feel the blood drain into my member from all my extremities and I began to rise off of her hand pulsating with my heart beat. She knelt down and helped me along by licking the length of my shaft and massaging it with both of her hands. 

“OH GOD, BABY, YEAH”, it was heaven for me and I got as hard as a rock, all fourteen inches of me standing straight out before me like a dagger. She sucked the head of my dick and worked both of her hand along my shaft as she did so. Then she pulled away and left the room for a second. I was disoriented and wanted more, wondering what she was up to. She came back into the room and knelt to me again and put her mouth around the head of my cock and used her hands again. She did this for a few minutes and then she brought out a double cock ring. She fitted me with this ring so that one portion was around the base of my balls and the other was around the base of my dick, constricting the blood flow so that I would stay hard longer than normal.

“Ahh, not that’s what I like to see,” she stood and was pleased with the effect this had on my penis, “a hard man is good to find.” She left the room for a moment and returned with the dildo in one hand and a bottle of lubricant designed for sexual intercourse. She got a stool and placed it in front of me and sat herself on it. He legs were wide open showing me her beautiful hairy pussy. She began to play with her self. She delicately used the tips of her fingers to rub her clit and as she did so she closed her eyes and softly moaned. She had an erotic smile on her face from ear to ear. She stopped for a bit and removed her bra and began to knead her breasts and pinch her nipples. She picked up the dildo and rubbed it against her tits and around her nipples. She used the dildo to insert into her pussy for a little wetness and rubbed that around her nipples. She hefted her left breast and licked her own nipple and sucked it a little. She was fully engaged in pleasing her self and her eyes were half open and she was making little moans and groans. Watching this was fascinating and erotic as hell. I found myself thrusting myself into her imaginary pussy, hastening her climax. It became a powerful sexual act for me. I could feel her arousal and was helping her complete it with out toughing her while forwarding the progress of my own climax. It was intense and I found that even the slight breeze in the room caused great sensitivity on my rock hard cock.

She began to use the dildo on herself as she rubbed her clit. She was leaning back on the stool with her mouth agape, clearly making progress toward orgasm. Her pelvis was lifting and dropping with the entering and departing of the dildo. She began to move rapidly and she was making sounds, “Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh,” and then she dropped the dildo onto the floor and stood up. She grabbed my hardness and inserted me into herself and let her body fuck me. She had her gloved hands on my ass pulling me into her as she built up to her zenith of pleasure. “Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Haaaaaaaaaaaa,” and she grabbed my ass and pulled me so deep into her I didn’t think it was possible. She lingered on me and gyrated getting all the pleasure possible out of her orgasm. As she was settling down, letting the ripples of her pleasure pass through her she again bit my nipple and rubbed her cheek into my chest hairs.

The cock ring prevented me from cumming just yet and I was, if it was possible, even harder than before. She slid herself off of me and admired my penis. It was throbbing with my heart beat, hell bent on expelling all the seamen I had. She smiled at my hardness, bent and tasted herself off of me. Then she stood and took to the stool once again. She was still breathing hard and the rise and fall of her chest reveled rock hard nipples and the beginning of sweat forming between and under her beasts. Between her legs there was a slight glistening of wetness, the telltale sign of pleasure.

“I’ve been thinking about this all day,” she said as she leaned over and picked up the dildo once again. She scooped up the lubricant and applied a liberal amount onto the dildo. “I really love this thing,” she was addressing the dildo, “and that thing,” she passed a gloved hand along the base of my dick and I shuddered. I ached inside to let my load loose, just watching her disabled my voice. My whole body was humming and straining with effort and I found my self rocking back and forth as if I was fucking her. I watched as she took the dildo and inserted it into her ass very carefully.

“I’ve been working on this all day, UNNNNNN, and it seems to be working just fine,” and she slowly slide the dildo in to her. Her pussy seemed to open up as she did so and she fingered herself as she moved the dildo. Her eyes were closed and her head was thrown back, her hair a wild mane, her whole body lost in lust.

“Do you want to fuck me,” she said in a husky voice.

“YES baby, YES, Oh YES!” I hurt just to fuck her.

“In a moment, just be patient with me while I do this, Unnnnnnnn, Ohhhhhhhhh,” she was getting her self off again and I saw her heels dig into the hardwood floor to brace herself as she worked on the dildo and her clit. “Ahhhhhh,” and the movements became more rapid, “AHHHH,” she was swaying on the stool, “AHHHHHHHHH,” and the dildo was all the way in her and she was rubbing herself fiercely and then she seemed to grab herself as her knees clamped shut around her hands, “Uhhhhhhhhhh,” the knees opened and closed several times and I thought she was about to fall off the stool. When she opened her eyes they were all glassy and unfocused. Her whole body had taken on a light film of sweat and her breathing was erratic.

“Do you want to fuck me,” she said lazily almost absently. “Oh yes baby, I want to fuck you so bad it hurts.”

“Good, then you won’t mind sucking my pussy until I cum again, will you?”

“Oh no, Honey, I won’t mind. Just let me do it for you, Please.”

“Alright, just give me a minute.” She slowly rose on unsteady feet and walked to the kitchen and I herd her fumble through the cabinets. I also heard the fridge open up and the sound of her drinking something and replacing it. Waiting was killing me, I was on fire, and my whole body tingled. I feared that when I did fuck her I would blow my cum all over her with ever entering her.

When she came back into the living room she carried with her a jar of honey and a leather belt with a ring on it. She put the leather belt around her waist and looked up at me, “I got this with my outfit, and do you like it?”

“What is it for?” I really didn’t want to know, but I had to ask anyway.

“You’ll see,” she replied merrily. She had revived herself and went to fetch the step stool. She stood up on the stool and giving my cuffs a couple of good tugs unhooked me and put my hands in back of her, using the ring she clipped the cuffs into it so that we were tied together. My hardness was rubbing on her belie button and I wanted more.

We both got to our knees and she removed my pants and shoes and underwear away from the scene. She retrieved the jar of honey and with the spoon in the jar she applied a nice dollop of the sweet nectar to both of her nipples.

“You always said I was sweet and she took a spoon full of honey and smeared her pussy with it. She set the jar aside, “NOW,” she said in a forceful voice, “Make me cum, baby!”

Without the use of my hands it was a challenge. A challenge I gladly met. I licked and sucked the honey off her nipples and she was enjoying this immensely. She was giggling and laughing and encouraging me on. She wanted my touch on her skin and needed me to complete her fantasy. Some of the honey dribbled down her stomach and I followed it. Eventually I got to her honey encrusted pubic hair and found myself in total pleasure. She was sitting up right with her legs over my shoulders, her hands kneading my scalp as I dove in after any morsel of honey left on or in her. I found every last drop and much more. My tongue was inside of her and out, I even used my nose to help spread her wide as I went after my task with zeal. My balls ached with the chance to do the same as my tongue was doing which only drove me on. The smell of her previous orgasms was a powerful aphrodisiac to me and I felt no other need in my life but to make her squeal with delight. I sucked her clit and gave it a thousand licks and tried to reach deep inside her with my tongue. I licked the walls of her vagina and gave an effort to suck the entire orifice into my lungs. I poked and prodded every square inch of her and she was moaning with delight, pulling at my hair and grabbing my ears to pull me in deeper.

She threw her legs off my shoulders and pulled my head up slid me up her body. She grabbed my swollen cock and inserted me into the wetness of her pussy and my body took over. I felt like an animal with only one purpose and I was doing just that. I was pounding her beautiful pussy like it was the last pussy on earth and when I was done there would be no more. I felt her fingernails in my back and buttocks and never slowed down. Her legs were hooked behind my back by her ankles and she used that to push into me. “Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah,” came the vocals from her as I was out of control with myself. “Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah, OH GODDDDDDDDDD DAMNNNNNNN,” and she squished me so tight that it forced the breath out of me. I had no idea she had that kind of strength.

When she let up she pushed me off of her so that I was facing her backside with my hands still manacled in front of her now. She reached around her side and grabbed my rock hard throbbing penis and with one leg raised she began to shove me into her anus. There was still a lot of lube left in there and I just slide right in up to my hilt and my eyes rolled back in my head. She held her leg aloft as I pounded and pounded her as my muscles took over my whole body. I no longer had a mind, it was pure reflex guided by the pleasure I was feeling. Somewhere in the fog of my mind I heard, “Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah,” but I was not sure if it was me or her or both of us. I kept it going as hard and as fast as I could until I felt that my explosion was eminent and yelled out “I’m gonna cum, bobby, I’m gonna cum”.

She quickly disengaged from me and spun her self around and grabbed my dick with both hands and worked me. “OH God, UHHHHHHHH,” and I spurt my semen in a long stream after stream of cum that ended up from her lower abdomen to her collar bone. She kept working me until she was sure that I was emptied out.

“I always wanted you all over me, honey, you done good,” and she kissed me passionately. I was spent and could barley move. She removed the leather belt and the handcuffs and curled up into a ball into my arms. She was purring like a kitten. Before sleep took me she said, “Tomorrow it’s your turn.”

ZJN 9/02