My birthday surprise turned into a practical lesson on BDSM-lite 101[MF]

I’ve [F, 45] divided the post into two, the ‘preface’ and ‘the night’ to give a clarity of what transpired on my birthday night. The preface is about the events that led to the night. Although the title says BDSM, it was just akin to dipping a toe in the pool of BDSM, so anyone who feels this is not very BDSMy, please bear with me. The territory is still very virgin for us. :D

Preface:

So, this is as an update to my NSFW AMA and confession I had posted 10 days ago on the eve of my 45th birthday. I’m from India I’ve a fairly high sex drive, and fortunately so does my husband. But because we live with our daughter, mother-in-law and dog, it’s impossible to make a go without being very discreet. So, we almost always wait until it’s 12.30 or 1 AM to be certain that we wouldn’t have an embarrassing morning-after.

So, unsurprisingly, my husband planned to have a very sexual rendezvous on my birthday (after I ‘gifted’ him several kink-filled impromptu sex in the week that led to the day.). I was asked not to come to the bedroom until it’s 1AM. So, because I couldn’t hold the excitement (classic me), I did a NSFW AMA about the whole scenario, which left me dripping wet.

The Night:

As directed, I entered my bedroom at the designated time. My husband was waiting for me. Everything seemed eerily normal. He then handed me a box wrapped nicely. It was a sexy–or dare I say, slutty lingerie. It was a black mesh lingerie that was practically see-through. The bra was so small that it barely covered anything, and whatever it covered, it showed over a thin veil of black mesh. As for the thongs–it was more of a g-string that did little to cover what it should. While I own a collection of lingerie that range from sexy, comfy, functional, I don’t have a ‘fuck me’ set. And this is coming from a man who 20 years ago had raised his eyebrow when I purchased a thongs. Once I got into the attire of the night, he handed me another item. A lacy choker that nicely complimented my long neck. Then came the third gift. A blue-tooth enabled vibrator. I wouldn’t say I was esctatic. You see, I was then still debating between a wide choice of sex toys, and had even prompted Redditors to help me with the pick, So, with this purchase my husband made for me I was a little disappointed. But then again, I wouldn’t be a snob and sulk. I could another anyway. Then he produced a velvety blindfold. And that was when I realized what my husband had planned for me.

He asked me to lie down on the bed on my back. He then proceeded to blindfold me tie both my hands to the bed post lightly. (Yep, the man decided to use two of my shawls to do his little BDSM experiment, but the mere of thought of doing all this had made me a mess of lust, so I didn’t mind it much). He then put the vibrator inside me, and played with the remote like a child with his first video game. It didn’t take me long before I had my first orgasm and I moaned and my body quivered. And then another orgasm washed over and then another and then another until I had my pussy leaking and pulsing and quivering while I began to mumble indecipherable words all the while my husband presumably remained on the bed side playing with the goddam remote . After some time, I really wanted him to fuck me, but the fucker wouldn’t even as much as touch me. So, I began to abuse him, and that made him increase the vibrations making me quiver even more. I liked how cheeky he was that night. While we have always been sexually active and quite adventurous, this was the first time we decided to be ‘this’ adventurous’.

Once, he had his fill of watching me moan, scream and cum like a slut, he then got between my legs and began to lick and suck me until I came again. And when I thought I could take no longer, he stuck his cock inside me in one swift move and fucked me senseless. In the sex I’ve had with him that spanned more than 2 decades, this is the first time he has been so rough with me and so animalistic. I remember grunting a lot, and moaning because the rest of the night was a blur of an giant orgasm.

I couldn’t see him. I couldn’t look into his eyes as he pumped his cock inside me, I couldn’t see how his eyes rolled when he came, I couldn’t see the intensity, the passion and the mad rush that comes to face when his pistoning reaches the creascendo of lust. All I could ‘see’ was black, and my body being burnt in the fire of lust. I could smell him, I could taste him and hear him, and I came uncontrollably. Again and again and again.

And then, he untied my hands, asked me get on my four and proceeded to tie my hands as he mounted. He used my body like I was a cheap slut, and I loved it. I moaned, I purred and I screamed. We had flouted our self-imposed rule of keeping it quiet and discreet as much possible as we fucked like rabbits on steroids. He had me keep the blindfold for a long time, and then untied it and we fucked facing the mirror (my suggestion after a Redditor suggested it) while I had my hands tied to each other. We fucked for hours and made sure we were all over pausing only to make bathroom breaks or water breaks or oxygen breaks (I was gasping more than half the time during these breaks and so was he). We slept sometime right before sunrise, and when our alarm went off at 7AM, I could barely move. And yet I did. I got back to work and to make breakfast albeit with a slight wobblyness in my gait.

This was our first attempt in light, home-made BDSM, and I loved how it made me feel. It was so good that my pussy was sore for days after and my asshole had still not healed. Even a week later, the battle scars of my birthday night was still there on my body. On my boobs, my thighs, my arms, my necks and even on my ass cheeks.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/k2m9mp/my_birthday_surprise_turned_into_a_practical