Rope [MF] [Kink, anal, bondage]

She sent me a message tonight.

“I think my cervix is bruised. How’s that for flirting?”

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It was my last night in New York, for a little while anyway, and we were certainly making the most of it. We had already fucked twice that day, and we were lying in bed, goofing around on our phones, and just generally enjoying each other’s company.

“I was thinking maybe you might want to tie me up?” she said, mock-innocently.

She had a nice length of blue rope that I hadn’t used yet. Longer and thinner than the ropes I’d used on her in the past, so I could get a little more creative.

“Stand up”, I ordered. She did, and I stripped off her t-shirt and panties.

I grabbed the rope, and began running through my hands, finding the ends and the centerpoint. As I did, she got a dreamy look in her eyes. she has frequently described the feeling she gets when I tie her up as “sex hypnosis”, and I could easily see it taking hold of her.

After finishing my preparations, I nudged her arms above her head, and began slowly, methodically tying a harness around her. One loop around her ribcage, under her breasts. Then around again, underneath, and another loop over the top. Then up from her back, over the right shoulder, and down through her cleavage. Twice around the three previous loops, cinching them tight to compress her breasts, then back up over her left shoulder. Back through the central point beneath her shoulderblades, then up. She had just straightened her hair a few days before, and she had it tied into a knot behind her head. I wrapped the rope around her hair before the knot, to keep her head in place, and knotted it. Then up further, and a simple double column tie around her wrists, above her head. A final knot, and I wrapped the remaining length around the descending line, and tucked the ends.

I checked all the loops with my fingers to make sure nothing was tight enough to cause any circulation problems, and made a mental note of where the knives and scissors were in the apartment, because safety first. Satisfied, I took a moment to admire my handiwork. She looked gorgeous. I started hunting for my phone to take a photo or two, but couldn’t find it.

“I have a phone”, she said, obviously in quite a daze. She gestured to where it was, as much as she could in her state. I thanked her and snapped a photo, then spun her around and took another.

Photos taken care of, I bent her over the edge of the bed and spread her legs apart. I spit on her pussy, and she groaned with pleasure. She absolutely loves it when I spit on her. With my right hand, I inserted two fingers into her, and with my left, I reached for the Hitachi plugged into the wall.

She had just gotten it a few weeks before, and when the Hitachi was brought up in conversation, her reaction was invariably to say “I’m scared of that thing!” and give me her most innocent, big-eyed look. She sure didn’t seem scared when I pressed the end to her clit and turned it on low. She let out a delighted squeal and started pushing back onto my fingers. I kept up the vibrations and pushed my fingers deeper into her, stimulating her g-spot. It wasn’t clear to me whether she came or not, but as this was the third time in one day, I wasn’t all that concerned. She got hers.

Eventually, my hand tired, so I slid my fingers out of her and pushed my cock in. “Yesssss!” she hissed, and pushed back even harder. I attempted to continue my ministrations with the vibrator, setting it on high while I was fucking her, but damn if that isn’t even harder than it looks, especially with a cord! Regardless, I pulled it off for a short time. Growing tired of juggling our respective limbs, I discarded the vibe, and concentrated on pounding her. I scooted her forward on the bed, and grabbed her hair by the knot. She moaned appreciatively.

After a while, we moved incompatibly, and my cock fell out of her. I decided that this was as good a time as any to take her ass. I bent down and spit again, this time on her asshole. Knowing what was coming, she groaned “Unngggh yesss”, and positioned herself appropriately. For someone who had never done anal before she met me, she has taken to anal like a fish to water. I’ve known a handful of women over the years who were kind enough to share their asses with me, but I haven’t felt the same kind of connection as I do with her. When I push my cock into her ass, I can tell when it’s uncomfortable for her, because it’s also uncomfortable for me. The discomfort always passes after a second or two of adjustment, as it did this time, and we worked into a steady rhythm.

Another wonderful thing about her is that she listens to me when I tell her what turns me on, and she does her utmost to fulfill my desires. I absolutely love when my partner is verbal in bed. I love hearing how much they love what I’m doing to them. She hasn’t always been that way, but when she found out I liked it so much, she turned it up. and she’s never more wordy than when I’m fucking her in the ass. I can’t remember everything she said this time, but the highlights were something like “God yes, I love your cock in my ass! I belong to you, my ass belongs to you, my whole body! Please, fill me up, please! I need your cum!”

The last sent me tumbling over the edge, and I grunted as I came into her. I collapsed onto her back in a sweaty heap, devolving into my usual post-orgasm laughing fit as I feebly tried to until her.

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Maybe if you ask her nicely, she’ll write about encounter number two that day, when I distracted her from her book with a rimjob. And maybe if you’re suuuuper nice, she’ll let me share the photos we took! Suitably anonymized, of course.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6jy0mp/rope_mf_kink_anal_bondage