Nick blindfolded me with a navy blue silk scarf that I have
had for 30 years and had me lay back and relax on the soft flaming red flannel
sheets that I got us for Christmas to signify our new blazing hot sexual life.
As an early Valentine’s Day present he cuffed me to the bed! Wait, what?? Both wrists were bound
firmly in soft fuzzy cloth cuffs so it was not at all uncomfortable but it was
entirely secure. I was not getting
free - I was utterly vulnerable and completely at his mercy. As I lay there bound and exposed I grew
nervous contemplating what might come next. I had no idea what Nick was
planning. I could hear him moving about
the room getting ready. In 20 years with Nick, I had not found myself in quite
this kind of imposed acquiescent position; I was just beyond the edge of being mildly
apprehensive. BDSM and bondage in general have never
been my thing, but then again I had no experience to judge by. Suddenly I felt a hot drip of something on my body. It was extremely hot for a flash of a
second but cooled rapidly and then another and another. Nick was dripping hot wax on my naked
body one slow drip at a time. It
was hot enough to make me flinch as each drop of molten liquid hit my bare skin,
but it was not especially painful and definitely got my interest. The discomfort was disconcertingly
erotic and piqued my heightened senses in anticipation and indeed eagerness for
more.
I cannot recall what happened then, but the next vivid
sensory memory I have is of Nick between my legs, my pussy moist and eager in
anticipation. And then a flash of sharp pain emanated from between my
legs. Nick had slapped my bare,
wet pussy hard. Astonishingly hard! He slapped my exposed pussy repeatedly
and at unexpected intervals making me more than a little edgy in anticipation
of the next stroke of his hand. I
was torn between not wanting the painful sensation and the idea than maybe I
liked and wanted more. Nick began finger
fucking me and teased my G-Spot bringing me in the range of a G-Spot orgasm but
not taking me quite there. Then
suddenly he stopped and left me on the bed alone. I could here him rustling about and unfamiliar sounds…what was
he doing?? The next thing I knew h
e thrust an unfamiliar cock inside me and it was a bit ummm, cold! Nick was wearing a strap-on dildo and
fucking me with it. It was a bit
disconcerting because I could feel the dildo ramming into me but I could also feel
his cock hitting my perineum. The dildo felt good but was no match for a rock
hard big cock….maybe we can upgrade to a more substantial cock attachment for
the strap-on! And then wham a hard slap on the ass! A few minutes later the
strap-on was gone and he was fucking me himself with a Screaming O multi-speed
vibrating cock ring on his erect cock.
Now I have to say that the idea of cock rings and their erection
maintenance function hold appeal, but the vibration was distracting for
me! I got confused – should I be
focusing on the thrusting of the cock in my cunt or should I be concentrating
on my clit and the arousing vibrations?
I am not the best multi-tasker when my aroused pussy is the center of
attention.
While I was clearly energized and pleasantly agitated, Nick
took the G-Spot dildo and began to work my G-Spot. It was amazingly intense because I was already very aroused
and it did not take much to get my G-Spot to all but scream with pleasure. The focused attention that my G-Spot was
receiving was on target yet exceedingly intense. It was driving me unbelievably
crazy but yet I could not relax enough to reach orgasm and squirt. The stimulation was unbelievably
pleasurable and almost more than I could stand. I was vocal similarly to my last G-Spot encounter at the
club, but I could not reach an ultimate climax. It was incredible. I finally asked Nick to stop. I was so good and intense that
I just could not take any more.
This was the best sex night that Nick and I had had in
years!!! I am looking forward to
him coming home from Africa so we can go for a repeat!
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