Part 1 found here](https://redd.it/60b6jf)
Julie was bent over my bed, her wrists restraint securing her arms together behind her back. Her ankles were similarly bound while spreading her legs wide to the posts of my bed. I was gently playing with the butt plug that was still firmly lodged in place. Fingers expertly pulling it out with the greatest of ease and letting her own pressure suck it back in. The gasps and moans she let out were satisfying to both of us. I loved pleasing this woman. Her occasional protests of “…please… uhhh… fuck me” only renewed my constant state of arousal. I *needed* this night to last as long as I could. I used this slow teasing to rest my weary arms and hands from seemed like a marathon vibrator assault from earlier. I kept the momentum going so that I could build her desire into something more.
During the previous two weeks, our sexting divulged quite a bit of the *intimate habits* of Julie. This woman loved sex and self gratification was her preferred method of choice given her circumstances in recent years. I had a rough idea of how much she could take without making her pass out into pleasure coma. It wasn’t much of an idea mind you, but I could tell the secure woman that she was could take a bit sexual appeasement before succumbing to exhaustion.
I wedged a pillow under her stomach to prop up her ass a bit more so. Now at the optimum height for pussy penetration, I had to loosen her wrist restraints to give her arms some much needed blood flow and stretching before we continued. She didn’t even bat an eye when I asked if she wanted to be retied up. This time, she raised her arms above her head and reached to the opposite edge of the queen bed before just barely grabbing the edge. I used the rest of the camping rope on the metal loops of her restraints and pulled them snug under my bedframe.
Now Julies upper half was stretched out and tied down to opposite side of the bed while her lower half was bent over at the waist and legs spread apart with her feet on the floor. It was something I have never been able to do with any woman before and she looked like the model of rigid bondage perfection. Pussy lips glistening in the dim light and butt cheeks spread wide enough to show off that anal plug she loved embedded in her so much. I positioned myself behind her and stroked myself off to get my hard-on to peek height. “Now where do you want my cock.” Without hesitation she moaned, “doesn’t matter, I’m all yours.” I jacketed up and rested myself at her lower entrance. I eased myself into her womanhood and her moist heat was the first thing I felt as my shaft dove further.
I used my hands to massage and prod her ass cheeks, My thumbs kneading her fleshy rear in rhythm to my slow thrusts. Neither of us made a sound as we both held our breathes. This was it. First time since that night at the hotel was I penetrating her once again. The exhaled moan exploded from her lungs after what seemed to last forever. The act of mutual fucking was on in full force. Julie and I found our rhythm despite her being securely tied to the bed. She found the means to buck back to accept my cock as it plunged into her pussy. In and out, the motion left waves of physical and emotional pleasure coursing from my crotch. I used one of my hands to pull the plug from her ass and re-insert it in counter piston fashion. With her anal muscles putting up little resistance, her double penetration was having a primal effect on Julies motions.
“AARGGHH!! FUCK ME!! YEAH!! FUCK…UUGHHHH GOD! YES.. TAKE ME, FUCK ME GOOD!! UUUUUUGGHHH!!” The orgasmic squirt jettisoned out of her body and landed in a stream across the floor between my legs. My orgasm that followed moments later was good but no where near the level in which she came. Julie released her tensed body when her orgasm subsided. My body subconsciously going through the thrusting motions but little effort was being actually put forth.
————— Round 3—————-
We cleaned up with a long sensual shower together but neither of us had the energy nor willpower to perform in wake of what just happened. We rested in each others arms and took a restful nap together. Almost two hours later, Julie woke up to use the restroom and re-hydrate in the kitchen. I got up to see why she was taking so long when I caught sight of something that only poets and painters are privy too. The soft light of the refrigerator light cast a professional photographers directional glow to that naked frame of hers . She was standing there with one arm on the door and the other resting on the side where the handle normally is. The weight of her body was resting solely on her right leg furthest away from me while her left was arched at the knee with just her toes touching the tile floor. Her eyes were closed and she just stood there with this peaceful look on her face as she cooled off from the mid-summer night heat. I tell you that it was a visual that I will never forget until the day I die.
I stood there in the darkness of the bedroom doorway allowing her beauty to soak through me. While it was only a brief moment of time, it felt like eternity in my mind. Julie opened her eyes and sighed ever so gently as her stare into my bachelor-pad fridge was over. As if sensing my presence, Julie casually offered me a chilled bottled water as she walked by. Completely ignoring the fact that I had been staring at her body for the past few moments. The hour was almost mid-night but my second wind was coming on. She was apparently coming around as well because she crawled up onto my bed but didn’t get off her hands and knees. Julie just presented her curvaceous round ass to me and wiggled it playfully in my direction. I stood in the same doorway Noir detective style. Body resting up against the frame with the other hand sipping the water she handed me.
“Ready for round two stud?”
“Actually, I believe it’s round three now”
“Pffft, the first didn’t count”
“Oral doesn’t count?” She just shrugged while looking back over shoulders, “Oral is one, Vag is two, you can do the math for round 3”
Julie wiggled her ass in playful anticipation. I won’t go into detail but we made our way to the restroom and spent the next twenty minutes or so medically cleaning her out. She took a quick lower body shower to freshen up and I took the time to prepare her toys for fun. As the door was left opened, she came out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around her chest and arms resting on the door-frame. With a quick wiggle, the towel slipped off to reveal that perfect naked body that I loved. “So are you gonna fuck my ass or what?” That devilish grin widening across her face.
My mental arousal was maxed out at that comment and I walked over to her and kissed her passionately on lips. Our tongues wrestled with each other and my hands reached around her body to firmly grasp both of her lower cheeks. We pulled away and our eyes locked. Twisting in place to release the grip on her cheeks, her back was too me and she leaned back into my chest. One hand caressing her lovely MILF breasts while the other slide down to fondle her sex. I led her to an open wall clear of floor space. She placed her hands spread out as if getting strip searched and arched her back to stick her ass out. I grabbed the lube and applied a generous amount to both my cock and her backdoor.
I positioned myself directly behind her and guided my tip to her brown eye. I took a few moments to take in my surroundings and appreciate what I was about to do. Julie’s favorite act in one of her favorite positions and she was ready to go. I pushed in a bit further and she gasped a word of protest. “baby baby… go slow”. I complied with all the patience I could muster. I moved slowly, in and out millimeters at a time. Slow and steady I could hear her controlled and focused breaths as she got used to my girth.
Her hips gave me the signal that she was passed the initial discomfort and now I was ok’ed to move slowly. With each intrusive plunge, I dove just a little bit deeper. Careful to list to her breathes and audible throat noises turning into moans of pleasure. Her hips were now bucking back in time with my advances, so I knew it was time to kick things into gear. My hands grasped her hips and I forced my cock all the way into her ass with a gentle yet powerful thrust. Julies hands curled into rigid tendrils and her head bent forward below her shoulders. Her moans of pleasure release along with a guttural exhalation of air. {gasp} “fuuuck!! ugggguh fuck my ass baby!”.
My body granted her request with interest. I kept a steady pace for what seemed like 5 minutes. Baseball, math equations, the meaning behind The Matrix Revolutions. Thoughts raced through my mind so that I wouldn’t bust a nut too soon. Julie apparently appreciated that because she was finding new ways to get into it from her standing postion. Looking back over her shoulder, using one hand to spread apart one cheek, even completely bend over at the waist to rest her hands on the floor for a while. I kept tempo the entire time and she obviously loved every moment of it.
We stopped a few times to try new positions, thinking that a new one would allow the other to cum. I kept my boner going through sheer will but I knew I was only human. I wanted to fuck her in her favorite position because if she came, so would too. I was restraining myself as to last longer and Julie later told me that she was going along with each new position thinking this would make me cum faster. I tried ramming her ass while her knees were on the couch cushion and her arms rested where the back normally goes. We tried bending her over her over the arm of the couch cushion but that wasn’t very comfortable for either of us. Next we tried doggystyle while back on the bed but the position was fairly awkward for anal and hard on my knees. I had her bending over the bed for a spell and we both like that a lot.
But I knew Julies tried and true method of cumming from anal was to have her lie prone on the bed and I insert into her from behind. She told me as much through our texts. I had to look it up online prior to all this to figure out what she meant. I told her to assume her favorite position and I could see her eyes light up at the idea. She crawled on top of the sheets and stuck a pillow under her hips as if this was rehearsed a thousand times. I reapplied some more lube and got hard again before climbing up. With no need to wait, I plunged into her rear with ease and immediately started pumping away. Julie was beside herself with ecstasy. All the other positions I could tell she enjoyed but this one had her motor revved to max within moments.
My cock rammed my ex-girlfriends ass with a fury like I wanted her to feel it. Julie accepted every inch of me with equal fervor and then some. Our evening was coming to a crescendo and I could tell it was going to be a big one. I willed myself to hold out longer but it wasn’t going to last long. I bucked my hips into her ass cheeks, sending ripples and waves across her curvy skin. Her tight hole still gripping my shaft despite years of rectal abuse. Plunge after plunge, moan after moan. Julie had orgasmed several times already but they were small ones. My continued drive into her was tipping her vocal cords over the edge. Physically unable to hold out any longer, my howl of released energy was only matched with intensity by the woman cumming below me.
I collapsed on top of her back, all energy exhausted from my body. Julie and I panted and gasped together. Neither of us able to move nor wanting too. My cock was still embedded within her rear and occasionally spamming involuntarily.
—————————The aftermath————-
We didn’t exactly recreate the marathon sex session of our youth, but what we did do was worthy of the record books. Julie and I passed out on my bed and snuggled the rest of the night away. I woke up first and smuggled myself out to the kitchen to make us some coffee and toast. I even managed to steal myself outside in just my shorts to pick a neighbors rose that was still in bloom. Breakfast in bed was how my goddess woke up and the fresh coffee greeted her weary but smiling face.
We talked, snipped our steaming black nectar and made love once more to simple fashion. The energy and lust was gone but replace with a passion and sensual love that we both enjoyed. We tried for a repeat anal performance but her rear was rather sore to attempt more than a few minutes of rectal fun.
Julie and I are definitely what you would call fucked up in the head. We both have pasts that haunt us, things we never fully gotten over. Several counseling sessions over the course of 3 years have helped but the one thing we have both agreed on, we are not the same people of our youth. The sex is something we both enjoy and do a couple times a month. Every time it’s fun but no where near the level of intensity of that first night described above. Our passions for each other seem to stop there however. Differences of opinion that lead to headstrong views that lead to misunderstandings and miscommunication. I love her dearly and I know she loves me in return. We are simply put, the bitter sweet ending to an awesome movie.
[Edit] Yes, Julie knows I’m posting these pics of her. Just so long as none of them show any recognizable features, so enjoy [some pics of my favorite part of her.](http://imgur.com/a/VlOxx)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/60rmf4/fm_an_evening_over_twelve_years_in_the_making
Dayumm. Baby got back and then some..