I was scrolling Reddit’s NSFW subs, when I happened upon a BDSM post where the user had a restraint I had never seen before (neck restraint with hand cuffs behind the back. I messaged user, who provided an Amazon link, and without prompting, followed up with a gif in the restraint, with a strap on swinging between her legs. I ordered item from Amazon and showed the restraint to my wife, and she said we could use the handcuff portion, but not the neck collar. I tied her hands together and we fooled around for a couple minutes. I left her hands loose, as she gets worried if she can’t escape, and I was hoping she would use her hands on me if her mind wasn’t focused on her inability to escape.
We fooled around for a while, with me massaging her body for 10-15 minutes. I’d rub the arches on her feet, followed by deep tissue massage on her calves. I moved to her thighs, focusing on one thigh, working both thumbs from behind her knee to just below her ass cheeks. As I used my fingers to grip her powerful legs, I would slowly make my way closer and closer to her pussy, eliciting moans as I took my time. I switched legs and repeated the process, and by the time my fingers grazed her panties, I sensed her heat and felt her wetness. She began to contort her body, trying to increase the contact on her still covered center.
Trying to draw out the process, I switched my approach, and began kneading her lower back, first using my thumbs, then switching to knuckles on both hands, making semi circles from her spine, out to her hips. I took advantage of her position to lower my body and place my face between her legs. My knees and elbows were inside her legs, and braced against her reaction when I shoved my nose into her and breathed deeply. The scent of her arousal only increased my erection, which was pushing out from below my boxers.
Momentarily satisfied, I began to move up my wife’s back, along her spine, towards her shoulder blades. Every fourth of fifth time, I would only use one hand for her back, and let the other drop to her opposite thigh, kneading my knuckles back and forth with pressure, before switching to light fingertip strokes as I approached her underwear. I would graze my finger or edge of my hand against her slit, but she would push against me with such force, her panties were becoming wedged further into her sex, increasing the scent of her arousal in the room.
My wife stopped moaning her approval, looked at me over her shoulder, and cautiously suggested we try using the neck restraint. I tried not to show my enthusiasm (luckily my raging boner was hidden between her legs, prevented from fully presenting itself by my underwear). Needing no further prompting, I gingerly cradled her neck and undid the velcro to slip around her neck. Initially, I left room to move, but she asked if that’s as tight as it would go. I showed her how tight the strap would go, and she began coughing, which had the unintended consequence of shaking her ass and it bouncing into my cock, which caused some precum to stick to her exposed skin, which left a long, delicately thin line that connected us together.
Once her neck was restrained, I began rubbing her shoulders, starting at her blades and working up towards the nape of her neck, where the collar was already reddening the surrounding skin; as she squirmed. She tried desperately to find my dick with her pussy, first by elevating her hips and wiggling back and forth, up and down. With my knees still positioned inside hers, I was able to move and avoid contact, unless I wanted to give in to her (which was taking every ounce of my control to postpone both of our releases). Getting desperate for contact, she turned her head to see where I was twisting, so she could match my movements. ‘Uh-uh, that’s not how this works’ I told her, as I grabbed the length between the collar and handcuffs, jerked her head forward, and she realized she had lost all control.
Dejected, she changed her approach, and asked if I wanted to make a bet. Intrigued, I said sure. She asked if I thought I could keep on top of her for 15 seconds if she tried to escape. I asked for the terms, and when she said ‘your usual’, I felt a huge smile spread across my face. My bet was always ‘butt stuff’, whether fingers, penis, or a toy. My wife almost never agreed, unless she was VERY drunk (which she wasn’t tonight), or she was 100% sure she would win, as she found it to be too dirty. I must have requested this bet 500 times, and can count on one hand how many times I’ve won. Confused, I enthusiastically agreed to her terms. I asked how she wanted to keep time. She told me she would, as she couldn’t trust me to count normally and not quick count.
With the promise of exploring her ass for probably the 7th or 8th time in our almost 20 years together, I wasn’t worried about my ability to keep her pinned down. A professional rodeo cowboy wouldn’t have outperformed me, with my wife’s ass as the prize. She turned and smiled at me, then started her count to fifteen.
She tried to buck me off at first, convinced that it would be easy, delusional that I wasn’t going to put all my effort to prevent it. By the count of three, she began to realize she may have made a mistake. She changed tactics, and opened her legs as wide as they would go, trying to take away my base. She was successful, but didn’t realize that I would just fall on top of her. Given our size differences (I’m 6’2 and she’s 5’6), she wasn’t able to raise me off of her body.
She changed tactics again and tried slipping from under me, turning on her side, but I managed to hook my leg over hers and regain control. Frustrated, she complained that I was too fat (this insult probably had the reverse impact she was hoping for) , and I replied she should have thought of that before making the bet.
Now at the count of 8, she was getting desperate. I felt her stop struggling and prepared for her next move. Suddenly, I felt an intense pain in my groin, and realized she took advantage of my loose restraints and removed her hand and found my balls, and started squeezing. In genuine pain, I screamed, ‘What the fuck are you doing?’
‘Anything I can to avoid losing this bet’ was her reply
I reverse arched my back and used my knees to create separation between our bodies (aware of the irony, the opposite of what we both wanted minutes ago), and eventually her hand released it’s death grip. Now on 12, I sensed the panic entering my wife’s mind, as she started to pinch my thighs. ‘If you think that’ll stop me, you got another thing coming’.
‘Thirteen and a half, fourteen, fourteen and one quarter, fourteen and oooonnneee hhhhaaallllffff, fourteen aaaannnndddd tttthhhhh’ my wife said, as slowly as possible.
‘You can take an hour, to finish the last quarter second, nothing is changing your fate’.
Resigned, she buried her face in the pillow and muttered something inaudible. I yanked on her collar, and asked her to repeat herself. ‘You win. 15. God, you’re such an asshole sometimes’. ‘Yeah, I’m sure I can be, but tonight, I’m going to explore yours’. I took her hand which she had removed from the cuffs, and put it back in, this time tightening to the point where she wouldn’t be able to escape without someone else helping.
Not wanting to ruin the mood, I continued with my massage, returning to her shoulders and neck, while pressing the head of my penis into my wife, shocked at how wet she had become during our struggle. ‘Just get it over with’ my wife muttered, before putting her face back into her pillow.
Trying to make it a pleasant experience, I brought out her wand and the lube and pulled my wife’s underwear to the side, and generously rubbed the lube in. I started focusing on her pussy, inserting one finger while her wand faintly buzzed, as my wife ground herself into it as hard as she could, unable to place it exactly where she wanted it. Usually this made my wife moan, but tonight she stayed silent; my guess was she was nervous about what was in store.
Deciding to avoid the anticipation, I circled my finger around her anus, full circles at first, then back and forth and up and down. I put more lube on and began circling again, when I felt my wife’s body tense up. Trying to avoid causing her anxiety or pain, I switched back to her vagina, inserting 2 fingers in, removing the wand and sliding my other hand between her and the bed, pressing my body weight onto her whole body, which she always enjoys.
She began to hump my hand, slowly at first, then with increasing intensity. Grinding, never lifting her body more than an inch off the bed, she began moaning in advance of an orgasm. I cautiously placed my thumb on her butt’s hole, careful not to insert, but to tease and press lightly. I noticed my wife had stopped breathing, and I began to move my thumb away, when she violently raised her hips up, plunging my thumb deep into her ass. Concerned, I took it out, and began tracing again, and instead of using my fingers in her pussy to circle inside, began sliding them in and out. Slow and shallow at first, but picking up speed to match how intensely she was grinding my other hand.
Accidentally, my thumb entered her again as she rode my fingers, both inside and outside her vagina. This time, instead of catching her breath, she let out a muffled ‘Ffuuuuucckkk’ into the pillow, and only increased her speed and intensity of thrusting her hips. With my thumb firmly inserted, I pivoted my fingers inside her, from pressuring her swollen front, to circling all around. One of my fingers made contact with my thumb, separated by surpringly thin and taught skin. This sensation felt incredible to me, but seemed to send my wife over the edge. Clasping and unclasping my finger and thumb, while moving in and out finally sent my wife over the edge, and she came, her legs shuddering in contentment
‘Fuck me now!’ she half gasped, as she tried to turn her head towards me.
I started to take off her underwear when she said ‘NOW! Just pull them to the side and fuck me as hard as you can’
This is very atypical for my wife, and I did not need another invitation, so I pulled her underwear to the side and slid my cock into her, shocked by how wet she was, even with the lube I used earlier. Looking down, seeing her in the same restraint as my reddit muse, neck and hands restrained, my dick sliding in and out with long strokes from behind, the visual of the strap on swinging between her legs in the gif jumped to my mind. I grabbed the restraint close to her hands, which effectively caused her to arch her hips, and allow for deeper penetration. My wife moaned and tried to look at me, but I was close and wanted to maintain the visual in my mind.
Not wanting to let go of the harness near her hips and risk changing the angle, and unsure if I were to pull near her neck at the same time if it would have its intended effect, or counteract my goal, I instinctively grabbed her hair and forced her head forward, back into the pillow. I lost control and pumped my wife full of cum. Spurt after spurt, I noticed a clump escaped while I continued pumping, as my erection had not lessened with the visual fresh in mind.
A small amount of cum attached to the tip of my penis, then stuck on my wife’s outer lips, where it slowly, almost comically slid down her inner thigh, before coming to rest against her white underwear, which remained pulled to the side due in large part by my wife’s ass being round enough to prevent it from returning to its natural position. I pulled out, and smiled as more ran out and began to pool on the side of her underwear and leak onto the bedspread.
I undid her hands from her cuffs, which had been rubbed raw, and she released her neck from the collar. Getting up from the bed, my wife turned, smiled at me, and said ‘Thanks, that was hot. And just so you know, I let you win that bet’. She winked, jumped in the shower, leaving her panties just outside the shower, filled with both of our juices, evidence of a night I won’t soon forget, and me thanking a reddit stranger for her inspiration.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/r5cuw2/mf_bdsm_reddit_post_leads_to_night_of_memorable
Really enjoyable read!