This is the first chapter of a series I thought I would write. I only got to chapter 2 and I don't know if I should continue. Let me know what you think!
Arching my back, I moan into his mouth. Gradually I open my mouth and let him in, the kiss slowly turning into a desperate plea for more. Feeling his hands pressing against my breasts, slowly rubbing against my nipples; making them stand at attention. I grind against his body, craving more of his touch against my skin. I feel another pair of hands run through my hair, softly pulling me towards him. Groaning out loud at the loss of his lips, I feel something being pushed against my mouth. Adjusting around the object, I feel it out. It's a ball gag. Moaning against the gag, I look into both their eyes. They make me tense with their stares and I try to move away and undo the gag.
They both move and I notice the rope; I know I won't be able to move in a second. Running the rope against my body, my arms are tied behind my back. I can't get away, and I don't think I would even if I could. I feel my husband's eyes looking deeply into mine, I beg him for more. He understands and quickly blindfolds me. I am at their mercy.
Picking me up, I am moved so my legs are spread and I feel hot breath on my thighs. One of them is going to eat me out, and I groan anticipating the intense pleasure. Fingers are back at my nipples, pulling and tugging them roughly, making me moan desperately for more.
I feel a mouth at one of my nipples, biting and rolling it between his teeth. The mouth between my legs is moving closer to my wet pussy. Arching my back, I push myself towards his mouth.
Responding to my need, I feel the mouth on my clit. Hearing the car honk behind me, I come back from daydreaming and notice the light is green. Sighing, I continue driving home. Rubbing my thighs together, I know I have soaked my panties.
Today is Friday, I am finally going to be able to relieve the sexual frustration I have been feeling for the past few days. During the week little time was left for any kind of long play sessions.
Turning the doorknob, I walk in and notice my husband cooking dinner. We met over five years ago and got married three years ago. He had been the first person I had shared my kinky sexual side with. He has dirty blonde hair, beautiful emerald green eyes and stands at an even six foot, towering over my five-foot-four frame. I have a slender but full figure with long dark hair and hazel eyes.
Walking over, I give him a kiss. I start to make my way upstairs, when he says we are having someone over. Looking at him with anger and frustration, I go upstairs needing a cold shower to calm myself down.
Turning the shower on I step into the cold water. Sighing, I let the water flow against my body, relishing the cool water against my hot skin. Leaning against the wall, I lower my hand down to my wet pussy. It is soaking, and through all the water I can smell how wet I am. Pushing two fingers in I slowly finger fuck myself, groaning at the pressure and pleasure.
Pulling my fingers out and licking them clean, I taste myself on them. Finding my body wash I lather my skin, gently playing with my breasts; rubbing my nipples and lightly rolling them between my fingers. I moan and stop myself from continuing; I couldn't orgasm without permission. I didn't want to do anything that would earn me a punishment on a Friday.
My husband and I are Dominant and submissive when it comes to sex. In our everyday lives we are a normal couple; I drag him to chic flicks and make him get me ice cream when I have cramps. But when it comes to sex, I like submitting to him and he likes controlling me.
It took us years to get the balance right, but now we have it down; he knows how to push my buttons perfectly. One of the rules is that I don't orgasm without permission. I don't usually break the rule. When I do, I end up screwing myself over because what he probably had planned would have been ten times better than what I could do for myself. When I break the rule, what he had planned doesn't happen.
I quickly wash my hair and rinse myself off. Grabbing my towel I start drying my body, taking my time and making sure I don't leave a trail of water. Pulling on my bathrobe and wrapping my hair in the towel, I walk down stairs. Walking to the living room, I grab my book and continue where I left off. Hearing Daniel fumbling around in the kitchen, I grin to myself and relax into the armchair. I am so focused on my book that I don't hear the door opening and Daniel talking to his friend.
Feeling eyes on me, I look up and see both of them standing in front of me with grins on their faces. He tells his friend, James, to head to the dining room and take a seat. Looking into his eyes I can tell he is not just my husband right now but my Dom too. Confused, he explains that tonight will be different and asks if I trust him. I nod and he pulls me up off the armchair; dragging me along with him into the dining room.
Dinner is completely normal, except that I'm in my bathrobe with a towel on my head; while Daniel and James are each dressed in jeans and tees. They talk about work while I just smile and nod, trying to figure out what will happen later tonight. Realizing that it is going to be something we have never done before.
We have talked about including a third; Daniel knows it's a fantasy of mine. It has never happened because we couldn't find the right person. Hoping tonight would be the night that my fantasy came to life; I quickly eat my dinner, grinning to myself.
Finishing dinner and cleaning up, I am more nervous than ever. I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist and realize they are Daniel's. Biting my ear, he tells me to head down to the playroom, strip, kneel and wait for him. He asks if I know my safe words. Nodding, I walk to the playroom.
Waiting for them to come down, I take deep breaths and try to relax. Closing my eyes, I think back to my fantasy earlier today. Groaning in anticipation, I hear the door open. Looking up I distinguish two sets of footsteps, and the realization hits me. It's not going to be just Daniel and me tonight; James is going to be a part of it too.
I tremble with excitement and fear as I notice them stand in front of me. Looking up, I gasp and realize Daniel is holding my collar. I grab my hair, pushing it out of the way as I feel the collar tighten around my neck.
Daniel sits in front of me, kissing me gently on my lips. Melting into the kiss, I moan into his mouth as he pushes his tongue gently against my lips. Our tongues melt together, and I arch myself towards him. He starts to pull away, lightly biting my lip before pulling away completely.
James is holding rope, and slowly walks behind me; putting my hands behind my back, I know in a minute I won't be able to move them. Slowly he runs the rope against my body. I arch against him, forgetting who he is and just feeling the rope against my skin.
Looking into Daniel's eyes, I see they have darkened, closer to a black than a green. Closing my eyes, I am all tied up. Feeling arms wrap around my body, someone picks me up, setting me on the bed as one of them blindfolds me. Something is being pushed against my lips; I open up and realize it's a gag.
Breathing through my nose, I adjust my mouth and relax my breathing. I can feel how wet I am as it leaks down my thighs. Moaning against the gag, I rub my thighs together and pull against the ropes tying my wrists together; feeling it tighten against my body.
I am left there for what seems likes ages. I hear rustling and movement around me, but I don't know what is going on. I feel a pair of hands between my legs, pulling them apart and attaching a spreader bar. I am completely open to the both of them, and I know it's going to be a long night.
Pushing my hips off the bed, I beg for one of them to touch me. They get the message and I feel a pair of hands lightly rub my pussy, drawing little circles around my clit but barely touching it. Arching towards the hand, I feel something pushing me back into the bed.
Groaning in frustration, I feel a pair of hands start to rub my breasts. Just light, gentle touches, not lasting longer than a second. The delicate brushes drive me insane, when suddenly I feel warm breath against my thighs. Knowing what is going to happen, I try to hold back my moans.
I hear someone say something, and the gag is pulled out of my mouth. I scream when I feel a hot tongue against my pussy lips. Slowly trailing along my clit, not touching it directly; just light traces keeping me on the edge.
I feel something at the entrance of my pussy, and a warm sensation across my breasts. As fingers enter my wet, sensitive pussy, a mouth comes down on my nipple and gently rolls it between sharp teeth.
I shiver as convulsions flow through my body, relishing the pleasure coursing through me. I just lie there and take what they want to give me; trying my hardest not to let myself get too close to the edge. I know I'm not going to cum anytime soon, so I take deep breaths and try to control myself.
Feeling the mouth move away from my breasts and up to my mouth, I arch into the kiss. Moaning lightly, I savor the mouth against mine and the mouth on my pussy. I hear him tell me not to cum, murmuring against my lips that I have to wait for permission.
Then everything stops at once, both mouths leave my body. I am left shivering from the loss of touch. Quivering, I recover from the onslaught of pleasure and begin to calm down.
The spreader bar is loosened, removed, and I am moved. I am placed in doggie, with my ass in the air and my face in the bed. In this new position one of them is behind me and the other is in front of me. I feel fingers tangle in my hair as I am pulled towards one of them. Something hot and hard pushes against my mouth and I open up to take it. I realize it's a cock, and I slowly start working it in my mouth.
The person behind me starts rubbing my wet pussy and I feel him enter me slowly from behind. I am being double penetrated; my face stuffed with one cock while another is pushed deep inside of my soaking pussy. They start setting up a slow rhythm; the one in my mouth pushes in while the one in my pussy pulls out, alternating between the two.
Being fucked in both holes pushes me closer to the edge. I desperately need relief or I will cum hard on both cocks. Hearing my silent plea, I hear Daniel say cum whenever I get close and I let go. The pleasure courses though my body and I scream around the cock in my mouth as they both start moving faster and faster.
Sucking hard around the cock in my mouth, I start rolling my tongue around it, feeling the ridges and veins. I pay special attention to the swollen head while I try to clamp down on the cock deep in my tight, hot pussy.
Moaning around the cock, I feel fingers start rubbing my clit furiously. I tremble as I get closer and closer to cumming. The pleasure keeps building and building until I am constantly screaming and moaning around the cock. I try to pull away, the pleasure overwhelming my body, but they both hold me in place. Tightening the hold on my hair and hips, they both start pounding me relentlessly.
I scream as I convulse around both of them. I can't hold it back anymore, I orgasm hard. Everything explodes into a million little pieces, and I feel wave after wave of pleasure shoot through me. Moaning around the cock, I feel it pulse in my mouth, cum shooting down my throat. I swallow as fast as I can so not a drop leaks out. The cock in my pussy thrusts deep and goes still, letting me feel jet after jet of hot cum deep in me. They pull out at the same time and I fall to the bed, not able to hold myself up.
The rope is slowly undone, and I feel myself relax and get closer to sleep. Groaning quietly as I am picked up, we leave the playroom and go upstairs. Tucking me into bed, the last thing I hear before I go to sleep is 'good girl'. In the distance, I hear murmurs and footsteps walking away. Smiling, I close my eyes and go to sleep, completely satisfied.
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