So some of you may remember that I’ve posted here before. The guy from my previous story is now my boyfriend. Some of y’all said “wow seems like you have something special” seems like he and I agreed lol… Anyway! Although we’ve had plenty more sex, I haven’t sat down to write it out and do it the justice it deserves… until today. Also, sorry if the formatting or spacing is odd; I wrote this on my phone.
Quick descriptions: we’re both in our 20s, him a couple years older than me, and reasonably fit. He has a tiny bit of fat on his tummy hiding hid abs, but muscular arms, shoulders, back, and thighs (and damn, dat ass) and soft brown hair. Strong jaw, brown eyes… Really, a gorgeous man. I’m petite, with long red hair and pale skin. Grey-ish eyes, button nose, pretty conventionally attractive. For those that want a really detailed mental image, I was wearing a striped crop top and grey jeans, him in a red polo and blue jeans.
So I’m over at Max’s place, and we sit on his couch to watch tv. At first we were side by side, his arm around me, but then we started leaning over further and further until we were laying down on our sides in a sort of spooning position. He sat back upright to better read the subtitles on the tv; I stayed where I was, adjusting so that I was laying across his lap, with my butt facing up. This quickly proved to be a distraction for him.
He pulled down my jeans, exposing just my butt cheeks in black “boy-shorts” style panties. He pulled up the fabric to expose my cheeks, making it look more like a thong. He was content to just lightly rub my ass cheeks for several minutes, occasionally dipping his fingers underneath the fabric of my panties or giving one or both ass cheeks a good, hard grab. Then he pulled the panties down to match my pants and gave my ass one good, loud spank.
Max started to slowly, gently massage my ass with both hands, until his right hand fell down to my crotch. My breath hitched as his fingertips made contact with my pussy. I knew he couldn’t resist with my little ass in his lap! He started playing with my labia kind of absent-mindedly, still moving his other hand on my butt. Then he gradually moved farther and farther up my vulva, until his index finger was barely touching my clit. I gasped and bucked my hips up to increase the pressure. The tease that he is, Max pulled his hand back.
He pushed his fingertip just barely into my entrance, and let out a little groan. I knew where his mind was: ‘Oh shit, she’s wet, I can’t wait to feel that on my dick’ or something to that effect. He moved his finger back to my clit and left it there, letting me grind and buck against it for my pleasure. I had stopped paying attention to my own breathing long ago, but in one moment I was suddenly aware of myself; my bare ass was hovering in the air, my face was pressed into the blanket on the couch, and my breath sounded like I was in the midst of a 5k. I was getting wetter by the second, and gasping each time Max adjusted his fingers or started to rub (which he didn’t need to do much of; my hips would not stop moving!) He added his second hand to move in and out of my pussy, sometimes putting in two fingers and spreading them apart. I could hear him mutter things when he did this, like “Oh God…” and “Damn…” The only thought in my head was that I wanted something bigger than his fingers inside me.
The episode on tv got to the ending song/credits. I heard Max’s voice from above me, “You, uh, you have the controller.” It took me a few seconds to register what he said. I had something else on my brain, I guess! When it finally clicked, I reached over to the remote control and turned off the show. In the instant it took for the tv to shut off, we both started moving. I turned rightward and sat up to kiss him, as he turned to the left and leaned down to kiss me. “God, I want my cock inside you so bad,” he growled into my neck. I barely had time to reply, “Oh God I want you in me, too,” before our lips were together again, sucking and nibbling like we were dying of thirst and the only water was each other’s saliva.
Max moved his body to cover mine in what is best described as missionary position, grinding his erection against me through his jeans. I tugged at his shirt and he leaned back to take it off. The jeans required him to stand up to take them off, so I slipped my panties and pants completely off my legs and removed my bra without taking off my shirt. In a flash he was back above me with his hard, thick cock ready to go and his mouth on my nipples. With one hand I rubbed his length against my vulva, getting it nice and wet before positioning it right at my entrance.
When he pushed inside, we both gasped. That first insertion is so good, we’re always amazed at the feeling. He closed his eyes, moaning, “Oh, baby, you feel so fucking good!” Each thrust pushed me harder against the arm of the couch. He moved his arms underneath me to pull my ass up and get his cock as deep inside me as he could. My arms wrapped around him and I let my nails dig lightly into his back and ass because I know he likes how it feels (and it lets me pull him closer/deeper). Max lowered his body and pulled up my shirt so his chest touched mine, growling and gasping into my neck. “Fuck, fuck,” he kept repeating. Suddenly he pulled back, got a sly smile on his face, and said, “Can you do something for me? Just wait, I’ll be right back, so keep yourself wet for me.”
I was thoroughly confused, but I obliged, rubbing my clit while he ran to his room and back. He was gone for 10 or 20 seconds. “Ooh. Good girl,” he said at the site of me spread on the couch, touching myself. Then he showed me what he’d ran to get: a black collar and leash. “Wanna try it?” I nodded and held up my hair (in the way ladies do on tv when they’re being given an expensive diamond necklace) so he could wrap it around my neck. “Tell me if it’s too tight. You good? Yeah?” He held the leash in his right hand, and with his left, inserted his cock in me again. As he thrusted, he pulled on the leash, drawing me up to him by my neck, so he could kiss me. He stepped off the couch, grabbed my ass, and pulled me to the edge of the cushion so he was thrusting up into me. Every movement pushed me harder against the back of the couch, and I could feel my hair getting sweaty and tangled.
After a few minutes of hard thrusting, I was starting to get a little uncomfortably dry, so when he pulled out again to change positions, I took the opportunity to make things a bit wetter. I grabbed his hips and gently pulled him to me, kissing his stomach, his thighs, and then the tip of his cock. I wrapped my hand around the base and gave a little squeeze as I took him into my mouth. I could hear him gasp as the tip of his dick hit my throat. I stopped there so as not to gag, then bobbed up and down the shaft to get it really covered in saliva, twisting my hand ever so slightly and keeping my thumb pressed against my lips. When I looked up, his eyes were closed and head tilted back ever so slightly, revelling in the feeling of my warm, wet mouth.
I pulled away- the point of that impromptu blowjob was lubrication, not for him to finish. I was already turning over onto my belly when his hands grabbed my hips. I leaned my upper body against the armrest of the couch, with my knees on the cushion and my ass in the air. My back arched as I reached behind to pull apart my ass cheeks to give him a clear view. He plunged in, and good God did it go in smoothly. He didn’t even need to guide it in with his hand, it just kind of… *went*.
Max pulled on the leash, making my back arch even further and forcing my head to the side so he could kiss me. He was going hard and deep, and soon I couldn’t support myself on my arms against the force of him behind me. My upper body collapsed on the couch as he continued to fuck me. The collar, combined with the upward tilt of my chin against the armrest, cut off my blood flow (I think? Or maybe I was just getting less oxygen in my lungs) just enough for my head to feel kind of heavy and floaty at the same time. It felt almost like being high. I could really focus on what I was feeling and hearing; his thick cock filling me up and hitting me deep, sometimes nudging my cervix in a pleasure-pain combo, his breath hard against my ear as he grunted and growled “Fuck, baby, you feel so good!”
He sped up, making a wet, slapping sound with each thrust. I don’t know for sure, but I bet my ass cheeks were bouncing a bit too. He lowered his chest to touch my back and wrapped his arms around me. Max pulled me close, making as much skin-on-skin contact as he could, as his grunts turned to whimpers of pleasure. “Yes, baby, please, cum in me,” I begged, hearing how close he was.
“*Mmm*! Oh! Oh, oh, wow, *shit*!” he cried out as he buried his cock all the way in me and came. We were both shaking and still breathing hard. He let out a long, contented sigh. “Mm. Babe, I hope you don’t mind, I need to just stay here for a bit. I don’t think I can move.”
I laughed a little and replied, “That’s fine. You’re right where I want you to be.” We laid like that for multiple minutes, just breathing and running our hands lightly on each other’s skin. Then I needed to take the collar off because it was restricting my breathing, but I didn’t know where the clasp was, so Max did it for me. He pulled his now semi-flacid but still very wet cock out of me. I turned over onto my back and Max laid down on top of me again. He rested his head on my chest and I stroked his hair as his semen leaked slowly out of my pussy and down the crack of my ass (I’m on birth control, don’t worry!)
We kissed again, sweetly and softly this time, without the urgency we had during the fucking. He looked at me and smiled. “You have this… This *glow* after sex. Did you know that?” I shook my head and looked away. “Well, you do. You look beautiful, babe.”
“I love you,” I said, looking back into his dark brown eyes.
“I love you, too. So much.” He squeezed me even closer in a hug. And that’s where I’ll end the story. Trust me, after that it gets boring. Going out to eat, watching tv, fucking again (making love?) after a long, emotional talk about our feelings and worries about the future at 3am. That time didn’t last very long and didn’t have much foreplay, so it wouldn’t make a good story. But I’m sure I’ll have more to share later on! We fuck a lot. Heh. Thanks for reading, and feel free to give me feedback in the comments!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/70677m/first_time_wearing_a_collar_fm_bondage