NOTE: If you’re new to my stories, you may want to check my post history for older stories.
What We Look Like: My husband (40) is 6’3” and in great physical shape with strong shoulders and back. He has brown hair and a beard with just a hint of ginger. I’m a shorty- 5 foot even with long curly auburn hair and blue eyes. I have natural DDDs and thick muscular legs and ass because I do a lot of yoga. Squats are a girl’s best friends!
Our Relationship: After nearly 2 decades of a dead bedroom, we have woken up to a season of sexual liberation. We use cannabis to enhance our bedroom activities, so that may come into play in stories. Thanks for reading.
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I had an evening obligation tonight and couldn’t stick to my usual routine. I didn’t want to miss out on sex so I sent a snap of me up close in sheer white lace panties with my pussy lips and a few stray ginger hairs peeking out, “Tonight, 6:00, hope to see you in our bed.” He wrote back immediately: ???.
I’m naturally quite dominant in personality and it can be hard for me to submit. It’s why cannabis helps me so much. Tonight? I wouldn’t be able to use any beforehand.
I decided to find a way to force myself into submission. I found old silk scarves and tried to tie each wrist to a nightstand leg. Do you know how hard it is to tie yourself up with only one hand? I gave up on that idea and ended up tying the scarves into a loop and twisting it around my wrists, joining them together, and lay on my stomach with my now-tied-together wrists over my head. While searching for props earlier, I found an old sleeping mask from British Airways so I slipped that on as a blindfold, spread my legs wide, and waited for him to come home. And just because I overthink things, just before he opened the door I slipped the mask back into the nightstand. Isn’t there some quote about taking off one accessory before you leave the house? I was feeling self-conscious like I was trying too hard.
As soon as he walked in, I heard him stripping his clothes into a pile on the floor. He knelt behind me and smacked my ass playfully, “God damn, I have been waiting for this!”
I tilted my hips up and he entered me. His cock felt extra girthy today as he pounded in and out of me, slick with my desire. And then he stopped, hovering behind me, leaving me exposed and quivering with need. “Come back!” I moaned. He laughed and softly slapped my ass. “You can take that off your wrists… it’s not really what I had in mind today…”
I rolled onto my back and sheepishly took off the restraint and threw it aside. He lay next to me on his side and drew swirls on my skin with his index finger while we talked. “I don’t know if you’re into this,” he continued, “but I wanted you to take some photos of us. Together. Maybe some videos.”
I was excited. I love to take pictures of myself in different poses, just to see my body. For many years, I lacked confidence in my body, but taking photos has helped me learn to love my curves.
So we made slow love in several positions. I photographed and videoed us in each one and tried to capture the little things that make sex special between a couple who has been together forever. He knows my body so well.
So he spooned me and rocked gently in and out of me and I photographed the way my smooth, pale legs curl around his. I admired the way my breasts bounce with each impact, my nipples like little pink marshmallows on soft mounds. I took pictures of the droplets of wet heat on the tip of his cock as we changed positions.
I flipped onto my stomach and lifted my ass up for him. While he pumped his cock, I captured the details- the way my ass cheeks bounce against him, his fingers digging in to my hips, the look of desperation in his eyes when he first enters me.
As our time came to an end, I stayed on my stomach with him laying on top of me, arms around me. He kissed my neck and shoulder as I continued to get those tiny moments on film- his lips on my cheek, our faces both flushed from sex.
Later, I sent him a link to a folder of the best pics and videos and threw in a few quick nudes.
Not a bad Wednesday evening. We are both taking personal days on Friday to spend the day in bed together. I can’t wait.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/at47cv/fm_that_time_i_tied_myself_up_for_no_reason
Can we expect a Friday update?
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