[M]y stripper g[F] willingly locked herself in my basement

Her, 30s, blonde, MILF, married stripper with kids
Me, 50s, married, grown kids, professional.

Met in a local stripclub and took it further, both bored, both wanted to take some risks. First in hotels, then our houses during the day, over an 8 yr affair. This particular day, she texted early in the morning, saying she was horny. I could not play in the morning, so I told her that I had to go to the office but text me when she was at my house.

I quickly came up with a scene I knew she would like since she is so submissive. I set up a scene for my basement, leaving sticky posts in my house to tell what to do, and went to the office.

A few hours later she texted that she was on my driveway. I had a house at the end of a cul de sac, so fairly private. Told her to go in the back door, it’s open, I’ll be there in 15, just follow my instructions on the post its.

She sees the first note, “get naked” . “Leave your clothes in the hall in front of the basement door”. More notes…. “the basement door locks on the first floor side. Go in the basement, locking door behind you” [For you safety people, there was a bilco door out too]. “Turn on the TV and VCR”. [This was a while ago and vcrs were still around. I kept mine to watch my porn collection every once in a while. Look up Stacy Donovan, and you’ll see why I kept some].

“Get on the couch and play with yourself. Get ready ”
By that time I was actually on the driveway. I went around the house to spy thru a basement window. That slut did everything I told her too. I went in and walked around the first floor noisily. I took my sweet time, making her anxious. She would have no idea if it was me, or my wife, or one of my kids dropping in ].

I went downstairs, creaking in the basement steps. I could tell she was nervous. Told her to get up. I clipped on a pair of sex handcuffs, and led her to a post in the middle of the basement. I had quickly hammered a nail high enough up that I knew she would be on her toes. Perfect height! I took off my soft leather belt and *gently* spanked her ass till it was pink. [Her dad had spanked her a lot, and she got off on that kinda stuff]. Turned her around, and slapped her tits and pussy with my hand until she was begging to be fucked.

I quickly undressed as she squirmed. I unhooked her and bent her over the arm of the couch, cuffs still on, Stacy Donovan still on the VCR. I pulled her cheeks apart and thrust my aching cock into her aroused, hot, wet pussy. I hand one hand pulling on a tit, and the other rubbing her clit. She was moaning, all mine, her legs turning to jelly, so I hoisted her higher, feet off the floor as I railed her, supported by the arm of the couch.

I was thrusting with all my diminishing strength, as grabbed her around her hips. I doubt my 6 inches were hitting her cervix, but, man, I was trying. She quivered and shook as she came. I grabbed her hair and told her to keep on thrusting back on me. A few strokes later, I eruoted, collapsing on her back, both of us dripping in sweat.

This kind of sex doesn’t leave much time for post coitus pillow talk. Smacked her to get upstairs to get dressed and get outta here before we got caught. I hastily got dressed. The obedient shut did what she was told. A brief kiss and she did the walk of shame through the garage, as I watched her still flush from sex.

I looked around to clean up a little and left for work for a few hours. When I got home, I retraced our earlier steps to double check. Good thing I did since that slut left her panties on the basement stairs. She knew she would be punished, and she was.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/10e2j8e/my_stripper_gf_willingly_locked_herself_in_my

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