Friday Delights Chapter 2 [MFM][BDSM]

You can read the chapter as a stand-alone, but it’s best to read the previous chapter. Please comment, vote and feel free to message me with feedback. Hope you all like it!

Lifting my leg, I turn the knob for the warm water and relax into the tub. Moaning, I enjoy the bubbles and water surrounding my body and think back to what happened last week and grin to myself.

Daniel had finally added a third to our relationship, and it had been an amazing experience. It wasn’t exactly what I had hoped for. I wanted to feel two cocks stretching me open, one in my pussy and the other in my ass.

That hadn’t happened; instead one of them fucked my pussy and the fucked other my mouth. I still don’t know who did what, he wouldn’t tell me. Sinking further into the tub, I reach over and take a sip of wine.

When I woke up from my nap that night, I remember it just being the two of us. We talked about what had happened. He didn’t know how it would go, but in the end we agreed that it went well and was something we both wanted to explore more of.

Friday Delight [MFM] [light bdsm]

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.