I’m already
looking forward to next month.
—Mr. Oscar H., Austin, Texas
From Silk Scarves to Ropes, They Find Fun Ways to Explore Bondage
The first time I ever tied my girlfriend, Sonya, to the bed, we realized that we were both huge bondage fans. At the time,
we didn’t have anything else handy, so I used silk scarves. While we’d been tussling, I’d gotten her naked, delighting in
the sight of her gorgeous, tanned skin, her pert ass and generous breasts. Her hands had automatically gone over her head,
and I noticed how much she responded when I wrapped myhands around them, so I looked around for something to tie them with. I rummaged under the bed for her pile of scarves, coming
up with two sheer red ones. I fastened them around her crossed wrists, then pulled the fabric gently into knots. “Make them
tighter,” Sonya commanded, struggling against the bonds.
I pulled the material taut so there was no possibility of escape. “Yeah, like that,” she moaned as she flexed her fingers,
grateful to be bound and under my control. Her strong arms were no match for the beautiful scarves and their sturdy knots,
and when she spread her legs in an open invitation, I slid my fingers along her slippery folds. She was totally wet, and the
more she maneuvered her arms, the wetter she got. It was time to turn things up a notch.
I untied her wrists, only to find her pouting in disapproval. “Don’t worry, I’m going to string you up good,” I said, and
she moaned once more. I grabbed some more scarves, spread her legs and arms wide, then tied each limb to one of the four bedposts.
Once she was securely spread-eagled, completely open and available to me, I sat back to look at my handiwork. Her arms and
legs were taut enough that I could see the strain on her muscles. She wiggled a little, but there was no give to her bonds.
She was held firmly in place, and I could tell it excited her by the way her chest heaved and her pussy glistened with wetness.
Sonya’s full breasts were slightly flattened by gravity, but her rosy nipples were perky, those bright buds simply beggingto be sucked. The sight of her looking so helpless and aroused got me even harder.
“Fuck me,” she begged, struggling against the scarves and arching her hips upward, offering me her pussy. I didn’t oblige
her right away. I wanted to work her up to the point where she was desperate for my cock. I took off my clothes and let her
get a good look at my body. My hard cock was already dripping and ready to plunge into her. Sonya was literally panting, but
I continued to withhold what she wanted for a little while longer. First, I ran my hands slowly over her body, kneading her
breasts and squeezing her nipples until she moaned. She was quivering all over, begging me to touch her clit and give her
some relief. I would only toy with it, though, petting her thighs and fingering her cunt, nearing her clit then backing off.
“Please, do it. I need you to touch me there,” she pleaded. Instead, I straddled her, kneeling over her so my cock was in
her line of vision, right above her pussy. I wrapped my hand around my dick and stroked myself up and down. I looked from
her face to her cunt, tapping the head of my cock against her clit, teasing her with what she wanted most. I was totally enraptured
by the sight of her squirming against her bonds beneath me, knowing she was aching for me to fuck her. It did not take long
for me to come, shooting my load all over her chest and stomach.
Sonya almost howled in disappointment at not having my cock inside her. But I was far from throughwith her. I climbed off her and turned my back to her, pretending to ignore her, but secretly playing with my cock again for
a few moments. When I’d gotten it semihard, I turned around, taunting her with my erection. When she saw my erection, Sonya
again begged me to fuck her, and I could no longer resist her sweet pussy. I
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