I was in our basement that day as I have been so many times before, entertaining friends and family. Only this time, I was tied spread-eagled between two posts, with my arms stretched out above me, and my legs tied wide apart at my ankles. I wore what you told me to. A lace bra with holes for my hard nipples. A matching garter belt and G-string, that ties on the sides, and of course lace top stockings. Lastly, the open-toed six-inch-high heels. All in black. I was blindfolded and that turned me on even more. I never knew when you would tell me to put something sexy on and then order me here. It started out as a normal Friday night. I dropped off the kids at their grandmother’s like they wanted, and thought we were going out for dinner. You had other ideas. Everything that I had to wear was on the bed waiting for me. I started to get wet as I took off my clothes and pulled on the stockings.
I couldn’t tell how long I’d been like that. Five minutes, ten, maybe more, but the time had only made my body crave for whatever would be next. The most exciting part was not knowing. You always seem to come up with something new. One time, you start with gentle touching and kissing of my erect nipples, and another time, you start with my feeling the sting of your belt on my ass. That not knowing had my brain spinning and my body aching for something to happen.
I knew you could smell me as the fluid leaked from my bald pussy. It ran slowly down my legs and into my stockings, and some even dripped right on the floor. You would always tell me that seeing me so wet, pushes you to come up with more ways to torment me.
You said that if you deprive a person of what they want, they will want it more, and that holds true for my first orgasm. You love to bring me to the very edge and have my pussy dripping with the expectation of coming hard, only to be drawn back with a sudden lack of stimulus. After so many years, you know me all too well and know just when to pull back. As frustrating as this is, I love it because I know that when I’m finally allowed to cum, it will leave me screaming, and sweating. And wanting more.
I heard you walking near me and suddenly felt the sting of your belt on my ass. That first strike woke me from my daydream, and I let out a loud scream. First, one cheek and then the other. Then one on my lower back. The pain faded, but the pleasure remained, and I thought of the red marks that appeared quickly and would stay to remind me until they fade away.
Then my legs. My thighs both front and back felt the sting of your belt. You brought me right to the edge. Then suddenly… nothing. My pussy was dripping, and I knew that you were looking at it. Wet and open like a flower in the rain you tell me. A flower waiting to be picked.
More nothing. The silence was deafening but I couldn’t do a thing. Then I felt your lips on my neck. Kissing me where you knew was my weakness. I started to moan from the feeling. From pain to pleasure. That’s what it’s all about, isn’t it? The kissing continued until I was moaning nonstop. Deep down, I wanted more. More pleasure? Or more pain. I didn’t really care as one always leads to the other. I just wanted to cum.
Then I felt your left hand squeeze my ass cheek and slip to my center. Still kissing my neck, you worked your fingers through my ass, over my soaked back hole, and up my pussy slit to my swollen clit. I didn’t know which set of lips to put my attention to. I was moaning nonstop and was moving my hips, trying to bring more contact with my pussy and your fingers. Teasing me. You always had a way of pushing my buttons. Tease me. Now you pinched my clit. Not hard but hard enough to get me to that edge again. Tease me. Your middle finger entered me slowly. I soaked your hand with my juices. Another finger slipped in. Then a third. I was about to lose it. Mouth open, breathing fast and hard, shaking, sweating… and then…nothing. “DAMN YOU”!! I screamed. You laughed but said nothing. Tease me. You left me again.
A minute or an hour later, I heard you again. You started to kiss my neck again, and again I started to moan. I was almost to the point of begging you to make me cum when I felt your body against mine. You were naked, and I felt your erection poking me. I pushed my ass back and up, hoping you would put your beautiful cock in me and make me cum.
Then, with a sudden thrust, you pushed the large dildo in. The one you love to watch me use on myself. The one that has felt countless orgasms under your control. You worked it in and out of me slowly. Teasing me. Right to the edge. You whispered, “Want to cum”? I nodded my head. Then… sweet release. You pushed the full thick eight inches into me all the way and over I went.
My orgasm swept over me quickly. I couldn’t breathe and then it came out all at once as a scream. My body shook uncontrollably, and I started jerking at my bonds. I squirted. Yes, when I have a strong climax I squirt. We all know that it’s urine, but I couldn’t control it.
As I caught my breath, you took the blindfold off. The light was down but my eyes still had to get used to the sudden change. Once adjusted, they took in what was before me. I can never get enough of your naked body. Looking at your body makes me get wet again. Your cock hanging down. Even when you’re soft it’s beautiful. I wanted to take it in my mouth and suck the cum right out of your balls, but you were not done with me yet.
You walked behind me, and looking up, I saw my reflection in the full-length mirror. I watched as you put your hands on my tits from behind. You pulled on my nipples and twisted them making me moan with pain. Then I felt your hands slide down to my ass. You spread my ass open and I felt your cock slide from the top down, and over my slit to my swollen clit. You pulled back and with one slow long stroke, you entered me. I moaned at the feeling of your long cock pushing into me.
I was building to another wonderful orgasm with every plunge you made into my pussy. My moaning was nonstop, and I looked at the mirror hoping to see something. You knew how much I like to watch us while we fuck. Just like I love watching you with another woman. Your cock fucked me faster and I knew you were going to cum soon. I was getting closer with every stroke and wanted us to cum together. You were pounding me now, and I was so close but not quite there when I felt you grow even larger and start to cum in me. Just when I thought I would miss out you sent me over the top by pinching my nipples hard. I screamed with pain, and it turned quickly into one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had.
You stayed in me as I came down from my high and only left me when your soft cock told you. I was covered in a light coating of sweat and you wiped my face with a towel being careful not to ruin my makeup. I was waiting for you to let me down, but again you surprised me by putting the blindfold on me again. You unclipped my wrists, and when I put my arms down, you grab them, and pulled them behind me quickly, and strapped them together just above my elbows. Then you put handcuffs on my wrists.
I wondered what was going to happen, but knew from experience, not to ask anything. You freed my legs and lead me over to the couch where you sat me down. There was soft music playing, and you held a glass up to my mouth. I took a much-needed sip of what turned out to be white wine. You let me take another long drink and then you unsnapped my bra and somehow, you managed to take it off without freeing my arms. Note to self, ask him how he did that.
You pushed me back against the cushions and grabbed my tits in your hands. It felt so good as you squeezed them, feeling their softness, and making my nipples hard. It didn’t take long before you had both my nipples between your fingers and started to pinch and pull them out from my body. You knew how much I loved this, and you never failed to work them into whatever torment you put me through. Then you pulled the strings holding my panties on and take them off me. I let out a loud moan as you quickly pushed two fingers into my soaked pussy. I was heading for a grand orgasm and you knew it as you fucked me with your fingers. Just when I thought I was going over the cliff, the doorbell rang.
Talk about instant stop. I was panting, and sweating trying to figure what was going on. I started to ask you when, without a word, you got up and I could hear you climbing the stairs. I was a little worried but thought, we’re in the basement, and you wouldn’t let anyone see me like this… would you? I was sitting there with my arms tied behind my back and wearing only stockings and heels. I was just given the biggest letdown of my life, and now someone could be in our house.
Then I heard the door close, and I thought that whoever it was has left. A minute later, I heard you coming down the stairs. But wait, did I hear another person’s steps? The footsteps were softer like they were wearing sneakers and not shoes. You were walking slower than you normally do. Yes, there was someone with you.
I called your name, but you didn’t answer me. I asked if there was someone else with you, but again, no answer. I was getting nervous and sat up. I put my legs together instinctively and tried to pull my shoulders forward so my breasts would not be as prominent.
I felt you sit down next to me, and then I felt your lips on my neck. You softly kissed me, and I started to calm down when you put your hands on my knees and slowly pushed them apart. All I could think is that if there was someone here, they had a great view of my very bald, wet pussy. Funny thing is I was nervous, and, at the same time, very turned on. I felt my pussy start to tingle and felt myself open to whoever was watching me.
Now I was almost hoping someone was there, and I felt myself parting my legs even more. You continued to kiss me, and I almost lost it when you ran your hand down to my pussy and slipped three fingers into my sopping hole. You pushed me back on the couch and pulled my bottom out to the edge. I felt so open and exposed. Your fingers were working their magic and I told you that I was going to cum shortly if you kept it up. You let your hand slide out of my pussy and run up to my chest to grab one of my tits.
Then the gates opened wide and I started coming with the most intense orgasm I can ever remember having. When I felt a mouth suddenly suck my clit, I screamed and bucked and whoever was at my pussy was getting soaked with my juices. I can’t tell you how long my orgasm was, but I passed out, and suddenly I was on the floor with my back against the couch.
I didn’t feel you against me but then a hand which I hoped was yours brushes my hair away from my face and brings the glass of wine to my mouth. I drank like my life depended on it. When I had my fill, I felt hands again on my tits and pulling my nipples.
I was really getting into all this attention and I felt something brush against my lips. It didn’t take me long to guess that it was a cock. I felt moisture and I knew it was pre-come. I knew what is expected of me, and I pictured who was standing there, but it’s hard to concentrate with you kissing me on my neck, and your fingers working my clit. I let out a moan as you started circling my clit over and over. I only wished that I could take the cock in front of me in my hands and touch it, stroke it, to feel how thick it is, but I would have to settle on finding out about it by taking it into my mouth.
I opened my mouth and waited as I should, for what would happen next. It didn’t surprise me when the cock slowly started invading my mouth. I kept my head still as this anonymous cock pushed deeper and deeper. Then it withdrew and started all over again. This happened maybe five or six times with each invasion being a little deeper, when I feel it hit the back of my throat. During this time, I thought, who this cock belongs to. Is it someone that I’ve sucked before or a new one. When it withdrew the last time, I was able to take a deep breath and stuck my tongue out to make access easier, I waited.
I felt a hand on the back of my head and knew what would happen next. Then your voice came from right next to my ear and told me to, take it all. With the hand holding my head, I thought that it would just be jammed into my wide-open mouth, but I was wrong.
Slowly, with a combination of it pushing and the hand pulling my head, I felt it invading me. I couldn’t tell you how turned on I was and knowing that your face was just inches from where all the action was taking place, feel that tingling in my pussy start. I hoped that your fingers wouldn’t stop working my engorged clit. My mind raced with all this action taking place in two different openings to my body.
I had to concentrate on the cock pushing into my mouth. It was at the back of my throat and I knew it would not stop until my nose was being tickled by pubic hair. I tried to relax and was thankful that this unknown cock was going slowly. I felt it enter my throat and I surprised myself by not even gaging slightly on it. Then, for what I know would be the last time, it withdrew so just the head is in.
I felt the head pulsing with the heartbeat of whoever its owner was. My saliva started running out and over my chin, and I envisioned a long string running down between my legs. I waited and in this short time, my body started to reply to the expert fingering it was getting. I was on a short fuse and could explode at any second. I was building for another grand climax. One for the Guinness book.
Then all hell broke out. My head was being pulled onto the cock. It filled my mouth and then when it encountered the barrier of my throat, fingers on the hand holding my head, wrapped in my hair. My head was pulled harder until it broke into that little-used part of me. I felt proud when it slipped inside, and I felt my nose being tickled. I was held there and rewarded by your voice telling me that I did a good job.
It pulled out of my throat but stayed in my mouth and starts to fuck my throat. It got harder to get air, and I hoped that I didn’t pass out before the ending.
Seems that both myself and the cock were burning on the same fuse. The cock jammed in my throat, and with loud sounds coming from its owner, started pulsing and injected sperm in short bursts. Your fingers that were on my pussy started to press on my clit and roll it around while inserting I don’t know how many fingers into me.
I didn’t even feel or taste the cum being shot into my stomach, but my orgasm overtook me just as the oxygen level in my head lowered enough to tell my body, enough, and I passed out. Damn, right in the middle of a most wonderful game of orgasm, and I miss the second half.
I didn’t know how long I was out but then I came to, and my blindfold was off, and my arms were free. For a second, I thought it was a dream, but then I felt soreness in my throat and knew better. I was still on the floor and you had me in your arms, caressing my face and feeling my breast with one hand.
I looked into your eyes. I asked you who that masked man was and laughing, you told me that I’m the one that was masked, and he got on his horse and rode into the sunset. I didn’t push and know that if you want me to know, you will tell me.
To this day, I still don’t know.
More true stories of our (her) sexual adventures coming shortly.