Tickle War [Bondage] [MF]

I’m 5′-8″, blonde hair, blue eyes, petite, with a girl next door kind of personality. I’m rather shy in large groups but will talk your ear off once I get to know you. And for the gentleman reading I’m 120lbs, 34C, and size XS or S panties, typically bikini cut or thong if I’m wearing a dress or spandex.

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My husband is 6′-0″ (hes really 5′-11″ but he gets mad when I mention it :D ), 180lbs with an athletic build, i.e. no flab, but no bulging muscles or popping out veins either, just pure lean muscle that looks like hes been chopping wood all day. Hes got short brown hair, a thin chin-line beard, and blue eyes. He has a wide charming smile and a soft voice but can also puff up his chest and lower his voice enough to make anyone stop in their tracks.He’s an amazing husband, sweet, kind, motivated, smart, funny, ruggedly handsome, and he treats me like a princess, and in parts of our lives we are equals, except for in the bedroom. When the lights go out and the clothes come of he’s in charge, that confidence, dare I say dominance is what I crave.

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This all happened as few Saturdays ago after my husband and I had gone to the home good store to pick up bags of mulch to prepare the gardens for spring. We spend the afternoon placing mulch, then showered and I was getting dressed, with my mind on nothing other than dinner and a movie. My wonderful husband, typically is loudest walker I’ve met but for some reason when I’m naked, with wet hair, wearing nothing but a towel can transform into a ninja. I was looking through my closet when in a FLASH my towel was stripped from me! I turned around to grab it back but he had already taken several defensive steps back (smart man) and was winding it up, getting ready to snap my rear with it. (apparently boys learn this at a young age in gym locker rooms growing up) I shrieked, bolted out of the closet and took cover on the opposite side of the bed but he followed. In desperation I climbed over the bed to get away when I felt a smack on my rear. Not from the towel, but his hand. He got a quick squeeze as well grab but I swatted it away. I hopped off the bed and made a mad dash for the master bathroom and the safety of a lockable door between me and the sex crazed creature who was only seconds ago my normal husband. Within reach of the door I tripped, my escape foiled by a hamper of dirty laundry.

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Before I could gather myself he was on top of me, naked, of course, and in the matter of a slap, a jump, and a fall, all the while watching my naked rear bunny hopping across the room his penis went from flaccid to fully erect. It’s not even remotely fair how quickly a man can be ready for sex. He started dreaded tickle torture, first on my feet, then worked his way up my legs and to the inside of my thighs, his fingers still warm and soft from the shower we just took. I bucked my hips and kicked my feet like I was running in place, all with no success. His finger brushed up against the lips of my pussy, sending tingles through my tail bone and up my spine. Everything in my lower region was contracting, and I thought I was going to pee myself. I started hitting on his back as hard as I could but it was like smacking a brick wall. He stopped….but only briefly, just long enough to turn around and grab both of my wrists with one hand and began tickling my abs! ugh!

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“You can’t do this!” I screamed.

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“I’m bigger than you, I can do whatever I want.” he said in a calm tone.

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He firmly grabbed each of my wrists, slowly, intentionally, letting me know he was in charged, pinned my hands against the floor near my head. He then leaned forwarded putting his lips over my nipple. At first the sensation tickled, especially his short beard hair, causing me to jerk my chest away, but he responded by opening his mouth wider and lower his mouth to suck on a larger portion of my breast while his wet, warm tongue danced around my nipples. I stopped fighting for a moment as the tickling sensation turned to a warm pleasurable sensation now running through my body causing my heart to race.

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As much as I enjoyed it the competitive side of me wouldn’t give up.

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“You can’t just do anything you want!” I demanded.

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He leaned in towards my ear and whispered “Babe I could put my dick in your ass right now if I wanted and you couldn’t stop me” (well aware of my hatred for anal sex)

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“Bull shit! I would fight, you would have to tie me up first.” I said. (WRONG ANSWER on my part!)

I freed my right arm and punched him in the gut. I do it playful as I like to feel how solid his abs are but I must have caught him off guard as I felt my fist mush into his gut. I could tell it took his breath away and for a second he let me go. Worried I hurt him I froze, not knowing what to do or say, but he quickly regain composure.

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With an intensely competitive look in his eyes, he flipped me over and before I knew it I was in a “full nelson” (apparently its a wrestling move) being carried to the bed with my legs dragging helplessly along the floor. I ended up with my hips against the bed, bent over at the waist, with my feet on the floor. His penis was between my legs, just gently grazing my lips, but his focus was currently on my hands, wrenching them behind my back one at a time. He get them back there but as soon as he reached for the neck tie from the night stand I used my loose hand to cause a ruckus. Again he grabbed both hands, failing to secure both hands through the slip not he settled for just one. Then used the free end of the rope and looped around the other wrist and pulled it tight. He let me up, then shoved me on the bed, back down, arms pinned between my back and the mattress. He tried spreading my legs, but I flailed and kicked him away so he grabbed the second neck tie, bear hugged both legs and slipped the tie over my ankles, cinching it up tight and finished with a sturdy knot.

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Just as he finished on my ankles I managed to free a wrist and pulled myself a away and laughed at my partial victory. As I looked back he was grabbing something from under the bed…handcuffs, damn, my heart sank, if he got those on me the fight was over, the next step would be me taking 7-inches of my husbands man hood in my butt…I was praying we had enough lube. Again he straddled me, focusing on one arm, pinning it behind my back when I heard the “CLICKKKKKS” of the first cuff, it was on tight. I flailed my second arm in desperation, but he made quick work of it as well pinning it behind my back, In a last ditch effort I tried to bite his ankle but before I could I heard the final set of “CLICKKKKKS”. I thought about continuing the fight for my freedom, but felt I had lost that war, he was the victor and my butt hole was the prize, besides I needed to save my energy for what was coming.

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He grabbed a condom and lube out of the night stand.

I watching in concern yet amazement as he stood their, rolling a condom over his erect penis and slathering it in lube. It looked amazing, but it wasn’t going where I wanted it to.

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“NOOO….” I said pitifully but he gave no response.

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In desperation I pleaded “Please, please, please I’ll do anything else you want!”

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He leaned down and said “Fine, I wont f**k you in the ass if you swallow every drop of my cum.”

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“Deal!” I said.

To be honest I’m not a huge fan of cum in my mouth. I LOVE the thought of his cum shooting into my mount, but sometimes fantasy and reality are different thing. Once its actually in my tastes like crap and the texture is weird. Despite my less than enthusiastic desire enjoy a squeeze of my husbands fresh man juice, I feel like just dodged a bullet. He took off the condom and mounted my hips, entering me every so gently, a pleasant surprise consider the rough battle getting me tied up. Within a few strokes he was all the way in and I could feel his balls slapping my legs. I asked if he could turn the light off but he instead grabbed a blind fold from the night stand, slipping it over my head…not exactly what I had in mind but sure…

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He stopped for a second and forced me to my knee while on the bed. Still on my knees he grabbed my hair then by chest, supporting me yet forcing my head and chest down to the bed, hands still cuffed behind my back. I felt exposed and helpless with rear and pussy up in the air. He used his hands to spread my cheeks and then my pussy nice and wide. His lips kissed my pussy, then moved down to suck on my clit, and finally I squirmed as his tongue darts in and out of my pussy.

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His breathing got faster and without warning he changed position, shoved his cock DEEP inside of my letting out a caveman groan and match with I moaned as the eyes rolled back in my head. He pulled his hips towards mine as I heard my ass smacking his hips, again, and again. I don’t know what spot his dick was pushing against but it felt like heaven. The sensation was so over whelming I stopped thinking and just let my body take over, my muscled twitched and my inside convulsed with ever thrust. Aggressively he grabbed the center of the cuffs and raised them up, forcing my arms to an awkward position, all while pumping his cock in and out of my pussy. For a few moment my regions made a suction sound and we both stopped for a good laugh. He then proceeded to untie my ankles, flipped me over and pinned my still cuffed arms under me. He spread my legs wide and and slide his wet cock into me with ease. I arched my back and groaned, he responded by putting his weight on me and running his strong hands through my hair, then lifted my head and lips to meet his. We kissed and f**ked like two horny animals when finally it was to much, my head began to spin. I clinched my teeth and screamed “OH FUCK YES!!!” over and over. He pushed my hips into the mattress and I wrapped my legs around his body and pulling him and his cock deeper into me, that full, hard, pumping sensation sent a wave of orgasmic contractions through my body. I was mid orgasm when I felt his cock stiffen and he quickly pulled out. He straddled my chest, grabbed the back of my head up off the mattress and shoved his cock, still sloppy wet with my pussy juice and slide it down the back of my throat. I struggle not to gag as he thrust in and out, a little deeper each time. As his balls began slapping my chin feel I knew he was WAY deeper than I could hand but just then felt the first throb, followed by a stream of warm cum down my throat! I pulled my head back a few inches and the second load shot into the back of my mouth, followed by the third, fourth, fifth, six…filling my mouth. I lost count but finally the cum stopped, my lips still wrapped around the head of his penis, struggling to hold it all in.

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“Don’t swallow, I’ll get you a towel.” he said pulling his dick out of my mouth.

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Thank goodness, I couldn’t wait to get that out of my mouth. Don’t get me wrong I love my man’s cum. When it’s in my pussy its orgasmic! I love it on my chest or back! But in my mouth less is more, a little taste after sex is fun, but a mouth full is hard to stomach, it certainly doesn’t taste like sugar. He sat me up right on the bed, tilted my head back and I prepared to spit, but instead of a fresh towel got a ball gag in my mouth! UGH! Some of his cum went down the back of my throat as I bit down,,more ended up on my lips and chin as I tried pushing the gag out with my tongue and lips, but it was already being secured. There must have been 1-2 tables spoons in my mouth. I leaned by head back and sucked on the gag to prevent it from leaking out more. He took my blindfold off and threw a towel on the bed.

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“I’ll let you go once you swallow it all.” He said laughing, knowing how hard it is to swallow while gagged.

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I looked at him with puppy dog eyes and whimpered with despair, not want to be left sitting there alone. So he laid down on the bed and I straddled his hips, slowing grinding his still firm penis. I fought embarrassment as I sat there on display in front him. My hands were still cuffed behind my back and I was sucking intensely on the gag, struggling to contain the cum in my mouth. Reaching up, he grabbed my bottom lip and pulled down, letting the cum run down my bottle lip. First landing on my breasts, then running down my abs and between my legs, glazing his now erectpenis. Embarrassment turned to arousal as he slide his cum covered penis in me. He wanted more! For several minutes I rode him hard, chest glistening. I probably looked like a mess but he looked at me like I was a sex goddess. After nearly and hour we ended up right back where we started, in the shower, only this time I used a lot more body wash!

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