So we have had a couple of weeks largely consumed by other life events and chores.

We did manage to sneak in some good sex. I will summarize the highlights:

• Morning sex before work. Why haven’t we been doing this more often? I woke to find that my panties were being tugged down my legs. I tend to sleep with my legs exposed, sometimes my ass, too. This must have been particularly inviting. By the time my eyes had opened, Jack was quickly inside my sleepy pussy, thrusting hard. He had showered so his dark hair was shiny and dangling over his forehead, his eyes were just about black with desire. He looks very French-Mediterranean just out of the shower and this is no small turn-on for me. My torso was still tangled in my sheets. I went straight from dreaming into orgasms. A few intense minutes, each of us conscious of the heavy commuter traffic he faced if he was too late. We kissed, he dressed, stopping to play with my toes as I luxuriated in the wrecked bedding. We kissed again and he was off to work. The morning was off to a glorious start. I enjoyed his scent on me all day. I was also nicely wet all day long.
• We had an overnight get-away without the children. This is where I was reminded that hot tubs are great for playing around with each other, but I find unless they are the type that really allow sitting or standing and a few good toe holds they’re not the greatest places for sex. Ahh well, soaking naked together in the bubbling water, drinking wine, slipping about and caressing were all good foreplay. Bobbing tits in a tight, white, soaking-wet t-shirt was also good fun in the tub. After drying off we found the bed surrounded by mirrors an interesting place. I rarely get a good look at Jack’s ass when he is on top. He really has a very nice muscular ass and long, sexy legs. Mmmm. Really firm pillows supported my knees and I had some fun pinning him to the bed for a change, too. He was one very happy boy.
• Thank any and all Gods for men that do oral until we can’t take anymore. That’s all I have to say on that right now or I might just have to excuse myself for a while.
• Toy news… the “Lexie” model pussy has started to tear at the tight hole. It is easier to slip onto Jack’s cock, which is not a bad thing. It is also easier for the material to give way and for him to slip out if I work it too far up, too quickly. Jack has not seemed to mind in any case. Let’s see if we can actually wear one out! We note that warming lube has a nice way of overcoming the coolness of the real-feel flesh.
• I have managed to take Jack’s entire cock inside of me anally! Yippee, and OMFG was that intense. I could not hold on for 10 seconds without coming, which in and of itself was amazing, as squeezing down hard on something that large and deeply inside of your ass is quite a sensation. Jack seemed almost overwhelmed, too. The base of his cock is significantly wider, if you can imagine that, so I was probably held open more than ever before. I have come to learn that a real cock feels a thousand times better in your ass than fingers or toys, although the little metal njoy plug is a close second for favorites. Fingers might be a bad place for some people to start with anal, as even short fingernails can be really uncomfortable. It is very easy to get scratched and hurt. Perhaps trying fingers with a good condom would be an alternative. I am pleased to note that I have no ill effects at all from our deep explorations. Lube is the key, I think.

OK time to get ready for date night. With any luck, I will have more to post very, very soon.

It was a lovely party! The casual acquaintances had bailed out an hour or so earlier, and we were among the hard core of old friends. It was late, but abandoning good conversation did not appeal. When Alex and I finally headed out into the night, it was with the sense that we weren’t finished yet, secret energy waiting to be tapped.

We’d taken the new sports car. It’s such a tiny thing that climbing in always reminds me a bit of restraints. Leather-padded bondage with a stick shift and room for two. Nice! I backed out of the driveway, Alex waving at the porch one more time before settling into the “just us” intimacy of the car’s cockpit. We turned toward home, an hour away.

We drove through a strip of neon bars and “gentlemen’s” clubs toward the on-ramp. I ran the engine up a few notches getting onto the highway, enjoying the raw power of the thing. We merged, and I worked on settling the car into a steady cruise while Alex turned to fish her purse out of the clutter collected on the laughably small back seat.

She rummaged quietly through her purse, eventually making a small “aha!” noise and lifting out a tangle of wires and hot-pink plastic that tugged at the corner of my eye. I turned and realized that my naughty girl had brought along her newest vibrator, and was tooling up to use it here in the car. Blonde curls tossing wildly, she gave me her best pirate grin and started unbuttoning her pants.

This vibrator is the “double-bullet” kind, with a control box and two long-ish leads connected to two powerful mini-vibrators. It’s excellent for stimulating two points at once, say a clit and an anus. It’s also good for couples play, one for you and one for a friend, which is what my Alex had in mind.

Pants and undies discarded on the floor, she eased the seat backward until she lay looking up at my face. I divided my attention between watching her set up the vibrator (one bullet slid between her labia, her eyes closing as she brushed her clit, the second bullet deeper into her pussy) and trying to pilot the touchy European muscle car on a eight-lane highway.

Alex picked up the little pink box, slid a switch, and gasped loudly as the vibrations hit. She tensed her back, and then slowly exhaled a moan, relaxing back into the seat. Her eyes found mine again as her right hand slid between her legs to start rubbing and teasing her clit. I drove, listening to her breathing and moaning as she fell into a long chain of orgasms. The smell of her pussy had completely filled the small space. I realized that my rapidly rising cock was trapped under my seatbelt.

I reached down into my jeans and unkinked my cock, freeing it to grow into a full erection. Watching this, Alex popped loose one of the vibrators and began pressing it against different places on the front of my jeans. Eventually, she found a spot right below the tip and the vibrations went through me like an electric shock.

The car swerved, just a little, as my cock began to throb with my rapid pulse. She worked the bullet up and down my shaft, alternating vibrator and fingers until I was near orgasm, and then backing off to slow me down. Somewhere along the way, I became aware that we were being passed a lot, and then I noticed I’d sort of forgotten about giving the car any gas. I goosed it, and soon we were pacing traffic again, just another car, don’t mind us. Alex threw her head back and moaned loudly as her bullet overwhelmed her one more time, nearby traffic oblivious to her pleasure.

We drove on through the night for another half hour or so, me balanced on the edge of coming in my jeans and Alex swept away over and over again, moaning and catching her breath, blonde curls over one eye and a flush on her face. We finally made it home, very late, the evening’s secret energy spent on passion and sweat. We kissed there in the dark driveway, leaning against the warm car, and then walked up our front stairs hand in hand, on our way to bed.

I had this idea Friday. I sent Jack an instant message and asked him to stop at the adult toy store on the way home from work. Not only did we need some more lube (and I wanted to try some new flavored options), but I thought it would be nice to get a male masturbator for us to enjoy together. It was also fun to send him a message at work that he was to go and get a “pussy” to bring home. He reacted just as I expected:  a moment of his brain shutting off followed by quick recovery and “Okay, well, yes, I’m game.”

I have this fantasy of seeing Jack’s engorged cock working a pussy. I want to be within inches of the action. Given that mine is not detachable, I am going to need some help fulfilling this fantasy. I do want to see the head of his cock press against some delicate pink lips. I want to see him push inside those lips, forcing them open. I want to see his cock slip, consumed slowly by an eager wet hole. While he slides in, I want to see the pussy lips pulled ever so slightly inside, too, as his large cock drags past. Then as he pulls back out, shiny and wet, I want to see the lips pulled along his shaft, struggling to hold him and all of the juice inside. I want to see his cum dripping from her pussy. I want to lick it when it does.

We’re still, however, worried about getting someone else into bed with us, as there is inevitably some emotional/physical baggage that will hitch along. So, I thought, what about an artificial pussy, you know, practice? The stores you can walk into do not stock the large pussy and ass combos molded after some famous porn stars. We’ll have to mail order one of those (and we will). They did have a hand held model, made of the UR3 real-feel flesh and molded after Lexie Love. It would have to do, as I was not willing to wait.

I have to admit, I don’t just want to see Jack’s cock in a pussy, I want to smell it, taste it, feel it with my fingers and hear it. A toy has some drawbacks because there won’t be a girl pinning him under her. There won’t be her voice expressing her pleasure. I can’t kiss her, put my hand on the toy’s back and push her down on him, to press her breasts to him and ask her to lean in to taste his mouth.  A toy does not come with hands to guide his to her breasts. I won’t be able to watch her ass bounce on him.  I can’t join my hands with his on her ass. I can’t grab her hips and pull her onto him.  I can’t play with her back door. I want him to be crazed by watching girl-on-girl action live in his bed and he is invited to participate. I want to prepare her for him, getting her horny and wet. I want to hear him moan when he fully realizes he has himself a chance to thoroughly enjoy a whole new woman and a threesome. When he finally understands just how much I would enjoy it, I can’t wait to hear the sound of pleasure and relief that he can have this with no fear of hurting me. Ahhh.

Sigh, well, I made do.

Earlier, I made sure to wash off “Lexie” and place “her” in a very warm water bath. Most of the complaints about the masturbators is that they are not body temperature. The plastic flesh also has a scent. Some people found it off putting. I found it slightly sweet, almost perfumed, definitely the smell of an exotic long-chain monomer. The scent will apparently wear off (as will the pink coloring of the lips). The feel of it is very convincing, although the folds of the pussy do not give like a real one. You cannot pull back on the hood, for example and reveal a swollen clit. The interior is also ribbed for more friction, too ribbed for realism. The outer lips on this model are largely missing, so you do not have that swollen mound on either side of the pussy, where the interior parts of the erectile tissue of a woman are hidden. Note, the toy will not get wet on it’s own, so there is no such thing as too much lube.

Jack got me started with some oral and placing a bullet vibrator inside my lips. Next, I made him lie next to me so he could watch. I pulled out Lexie from where I was keeping her still warm, under my camisole, between my breasts. I put a little fruit-flavored lube on her lips and made a show of licking it off. I worked my tongue around the lips, around the clit. I pressed my lips to her to gently kiss and suck. Jack was clearly enjoying the show. I tongued her tight (!) hole a little. Then I covered my fingers and hand in lube. I fingered her hole, making her slick inside. I also reached down to rub lube up and down Jack’s hard member. For a moment, he could go from imagining to seeing me lick a pussy.

I had Jack lay back on the bed and I positioned myself kneeling between tense, muscular thighs. I played with his cock with my hand and then I took Lexie and just brushed her lips over his tip. She was soft, wet, tight and slippery, so I had to work to get the tip of him to slip into her hole for the first time. She was going to need to get stretched out a bit. When she slipped over his cock, his head was thrown back, eyes closed. He was writhing with pleasure. He let out an enormous exhale, “Ohhh.”

I used my mouth to lick the base of his shaft, tonguing the place where his cock met her lips. I also sucked and kissed his balls as I worked her up and down. Soon, she was stretched just enough to move her more easily and I began to really enjoy watching the show as I worked him. Jack moaned, groaned, rocked and said “Oh yes…” over and over. Listening to him, watching him I was having a hard time not coming. I did not want to miss a minute of what I was doing to him. His cock moving in and out of the stretched lips was a gorgeous sight. I could not help but touch and run my fingers along the point where he disappeared inside of her. The shape of the pussy when forced wide open to accept him, was delicious.

At times I would wrap my hand around the base of his shaft, only allowing his tip to penetrate Lexie. I could see as his tip worked in and out of the tight opening.  So for a few seconds, they could only fuck a little. He pushed up and I pushed Lexie hard against my hand. I imagined if she were a real woman, she would be begging for more, deeper. Then I flattened my hand and allowed her to sink all the way down, Her clit and outer lips grinding on my hand, pinning it between them. Every time I did this, Jack would arch his back and sigh contentedly. Periodically I would move her up to move in and lick, kiss and suck, then I would move out of the way and fuck him hard with her. One hand worked Lexie and the other explored them both. I could move her faster than a real woman, more like a mouth or a hand, or achingly slow.

Jack came hard. He came a lot. I pulled Lexie up and drank his cum eagerly. I licked it off of him, and her. Then I sank her back down onto him, to give him that delicious tight embrace of her pussy while he was still throbbing. I could feel him throbbing though her. I could see his balls move with the force of his ejaculation. I let myself go and came.

We both enjoyed Lexie twice last night. It was an erotic and satisfying experience. The second time, I made Jack come multiple times, probably more than he has come in a single session before. When I felt the ejaculation, I lifted her off and sucked him a bit. He was stunned and spent by the time I was (we were) done. It is an experience I highly recommend for any couple.

I am sitting, working, on a job that requires deep analysis of thousands of points of complex and if not careful, misleading data.

Bad girl that I am, I decided it was time to have a little extra internal exercise. Two lovely little glass balls have never been so darn distracting. I thought it was unlikely that they would cause an orgasm. Surprise. Luckily I am in the home office with no meetings so if I lean way back and come, no one else (well except you) will know.

I will have to review my work tomorrow.

Some women are aggressive in bed, and like to be in control. Other women (or, excitingly sometimes the same women) want to be controlled in bed. While both schools of thought have their advantages, my preference runs toward the latter. How do you know which way your lover leans? Try this: Hand her a pair of handcuffs and tell her to put them on.

If she refuses, she’s unwilling to spontaneously lose control with you. Deal with it.

If she locks herself in with her hands cuffed in front of her body, she’s likely to be up for some play, but won’t be ready to completely let go. Be prepared to invest some time building trust to the point where she can really cut loose with you.

If she puts them on with her hands restrained behind her back, congratulations! You’ve found a woman who’s willing to give herself to you unreservedly. Marry her, quick, if you haven’t already.

Recently, Alex expressed interest in being fucked in her pristine, virgin ass. I immediately began helping her learn how to have anal sex safely, and if you’ve ever seen Alex’s ass, I think you’d agree I’ve made the right decision.

The secret to happy anal is patience. Take everything slowly. (That, and use insane quantities of lube.) Alex started small, with a well-oiled fingertip placed just inside her anus. Over the last several weeks, she’s worked, moaning and begging, up to the point where she’s ready to try something a little larger.

About a month ago, I presented her with an Njoy “Pure” medium-sized plug. It’s a luxury toy, made from surgical steel about 1.25″ at the widest point, and heavy. Alex went crazy for it, and I’ve slid it into her ass at every opportunity since I brought it home. I’ve even started calling her from the office late in the day and having her put it in for when I return.

I just ordered an anal “training kit,” a set of three cock-shaped plugs in small, medium and fucking large sizes, along with some nice anal lube featuring a mild numbing agent. Alex will be taking the first of these into her snug butt in the next day or two, and has been begging to get through her “training” as soon as possible. I plan to help her celebrate her graduation, personally, sometime very soon. I’ll keep you posted.

I have never fully explored anal before. I know, another way in which I am still a virgin. The idea clearly makes Jack very hard, so I am working towards the day that I can swallow his large cock all the way into my ass. I imagine he will have a hard time holding on the first time, as I will certainly be incredibly tight. Jack bought me a medium-sized metal plug (njoy) and some lovely lubricant to start. It has a very organic shape, similar to the tip of a penis. I have to say just thinking about using it makes me very close to an orgasm. The sensation is mind-blowing. Every one of the pleasure nerves associated with sex seem to be stimulated with the weight of the njoy and a few new ones, too. The process of inserting it is almost too much pleasure to bear at once. When my ass feels filled by the njoy and he also fills my pussy with his fingers, mouth or cock, I can’t stop coming. It is especially good when he takes me from behind as each thrust pushes against the njoy. Well it is also good with him on top, Oh and then there is the extra stimulus of a mouth on my clit and fingers in my dripping wet pussy… oh it is all good! Even after we remove the plug (an event worthy of another orgasm itself), I tend to have spontaneous orgasms for quite a while. Soon, I will be ready for the large size. Then, ultimately I will be ready for the next size – him. I will have him enter me and I am sure we’ll both explode immediately. I can’t wait. I’ll let you know…

More later

Jack made a stop to bring home a new friend last night on his way from work. No, not a person you naughty thing, but I like the way you think.

What he brought is about 8 inches long, quite thick, and does tricks.

It is clear, with intriguingly industrial works visible inside. At first glance, it is intimidating. For shape and texture, it does a nice job of roughly approximating a good-sized, hard dick. I did mention regret that the tip has no indent/hole where you can put your tongue to gently probe and lick up pre-cum. The head has the nice penis tip, there are “bumps” for G-spot stimulation. The central shaft has spinning beads and then at the base a “rabbit” extension complete with little ears to reach out and tickle a clit. For tricks, the top half of the main shaft has this hula-like rotation (with three speeds), and/or you can set the rabbit to vibrate (three speeds). It was, of course, a Rabbit G vibrator.

I have had a only little vibrator experience. Not so much on my own, but as a sex aide. One ex used to use this contraption that strapped to his hand. I can’t say it felt bad, as it made his fingers vibrate, but it also got hot and I had to be careful not to get burns on the inside of my thighs. I have also had several insertion devices over the years. I am finding that to successfully masturbate, I need good penetration. Just playing with my hand just will not do. My fingers are too small and I have to be sitting up to insert them. Stimulating my clit while something of girth is penetrating me makes me instantly crazy.

Later that evening, we unpacked the toy (and destroyed the package before recycling). Jack made me put in the batteries he had given me at dinner as a little hint something was coming up later. I set the toy on the coffee table to look at it for a while. I picked it up a few times and checked it out. It was nice to imagine what it would feel like.

Jack admitted that he has been wanting to watch me masturbate. He was clearly setting up for a show and he covered up the sofa and got out some lube. I prepared myself. I have to dress up if I am the entertainment. I put on a short, tight, black satin nightie, no undies and shiny platinum stockings. I also pulled out some of the new jewelry, especially for my wrists, as they were going to be very close to the action.

As it turns out, he wanted to start me with it. I half sat on the sofa with my legs pretty far apart. One foot on the sofa, one on a leather footstool. He lubed the tip and put it inside of my pussy. He turned on the controls. It was like an electric shock. The size of this vibrator was enough to make me want to instantly start humping. The movement made me freeze, arched backwards in stunned bliss. It was almost too much to bear. I could not handle the highest speeds, yet. Even just the vibrate function set the lower half of my body tingling. Vibrate did not just make the ears of the rabbit move, it tantalizingly made the whole shaft alive. It did not take long for me to start coming repeatedly. I grabbed it myself and started playing while he watched. I moved it in and out. The tip has enough of a flare, like a real cock. I always have had a thing for that sensation when my hole is spread by a head of a cock and then closes a bit just after the tip to drag, slowly forced open again to accept the rest of the shaft. I love when the first penetration is slow enough to feel every inch of this. Sometimes Jack will stop in the middle of sex as I am about to come again to torment me with achingly slow penetration. I get instantly quiet and lay still to concentrate on feeling every bit of his shape as it moves in and out.

I got used to the slower rotate and vibrate sensations and Jack took over again. After I came again, he removed the vibrator and came in for a little taste. I was instantly completely crazed. The vibrator had left all of my nerves singing and any new sensation was increased in intensity. He pulled down his pants and entered me, and we fucked very hard. Most of the time, he was holding my wrists down over my head. We moved to the bed and he bent me over so that he could finish in me from behind. I was so wet it was running down my legs. We went for so long that we were both drenched in sweat and panting. He in an earlier post mentioned that while I was laying next to him recovering, ass in the air, I asked for a nice spanking. He kindly made sure I had a tingle there, too. I was sated, tired, but also left just a bit horny for the rest of the night. Maybe I will write later about how I woke him up again at 3 a.m. I am still a bit tingly all over. My ab muscles feel tight.

More later.

Mmmmm. Fantasy time. Jack and I book a hotel room somewhere nice. We set up in the room, dressed, primped and prepared for a good time. Jack blindfolds me and leaves me in the room for a while, sitting on the bed, wet and waiting.

He returns a little later and I hear that he is not alone. I hear him undressing, I hear a sexy woman’s say “ooh” and the voice asks for help with a zipper. I hear the zipper, a long one like at the back of a dress. There is rustling. She asks him, “May I start with her?” He says “Please.”

I hear someone sit in the chair just at the end of the bed, to my right. Someone moves in front of me, positioned between my knees. A soft hand caresses my hair, sliding under to hold the back of my neck. I automatically arch my back and raise my face to have a pair of lips press against mine. I kiss back. A tongue gently licks my lips, teeth gently bite my lower lip. I moan and open my mouth. She begins to kiss much harder and the tongue probes my mouth. I suck on it and use my tongue on her mouth. To my right I hear Jack shift position and groan a little. I smell the faint smell of a new perfume. I reach up with my hands to explore her body. She stops kissing me.

She takes my left hand and wraps a restraint around my wrist. She gently guides me with her hands to lay on my back, on the bed and she ties the other end of the restraint to the bed. She climbs on top of me, takes my right hand and does the same. Her body is pressing against my stomach, chest and arm, as she ties and pulls my arm taught. She leaves my legs free. Then she straightens, still straddling my hips and then leans over me. I feel long hair brushing my chest and shoulders. I feel breasts that are obviously large grazing mine. I feel muscular, but soft thighs over my hips. I feel her breath. She begins to kiss my neck. I am squirming and moaning and pulling on the restraints. Jack moans “oh my God.”

She works her way down my body with her mouth and hands, kissing, pausing to nibble and suck. I can feel her hair and her breasts slide down against me. She pauses on each nipple, which are almost painfully erect. At this point I am so wet I have to be dripping. I am arching my back, spreading my legs wide, moaning. She is quietly working to my stomach, to my inner thigh. She stops to breathe on my pussy, I am dying with anticipation. She reaches one finger to my above my clit, touches it gently and slides it down my slit slowly pushing inside my lips. She pauses again, at my hungry hole, I am trying to push against her finger. Then I feel her getting up, but she is not leaving the bed. She gets on her knees so her ass is in the air facing the end of the bed, where Jack is watching. His breathing is fast. Her hands slide under me, to grasp my ass. She lowers her face to my pussy and again pauses to breathe on me and make me wait. I moan and she drives her tongue between my lips. She sucks my clit viciously and runs her tongue inside my slit. I am twisting, arching and moaning with ecstasy. I come explosively.

I hear Jack get up and I hear a sharp slap. He spanks her ass hard enough that I feel it. She moans for the first time, right into me. She starts to tongue fuck me. Jack spanks her some more. Then his hand remains on her ass and it slides down to her juicy, shiny cunt. He quickly slips a finger down to her clit. She pushes her ass up, against his hand. I feel her knees shift apart. She moans into me and eats my pussy harder. He rubs her clit a little but he is not about to take his time. He is so hard and hot that he is ready to explode. He fingers her hot wet hole, he tries two fingers to find the fit is tight. I hear him moan, grab a condom, tear the wrapper with his teeth and spit out the package. She moans loudly and begins to finger me while licking my clit again. I feel when Jack grabs her, for a moment her face lifts up away from me. He begins to fuck her pussy hard from behind. She needs both hands to steady herself for the first few thrusts. She lets out a little excited scream and says “Oh, YES!.” Then she returns to eating me, but this time every time he rams into her ass, her face rams into me. I immediately come again, and I say “Fuck her hard!” He obliges for a little more until she comes, arching away from me again. Then he pulls out of her, moves her into position over me and I feel her lay breasts against mine. She kisses me and starts to kiss my neck and earlobe. I hear him tear off the condom and feel him get onto the bed. He climbs forward, makes her straddle me so he can get position between my quivering legs. He enters me, pressing her forward against me. When she bends to kiss me, I feel him fondling our breasts. He thrusts a few more times and comes into me, literally growling. I join him, I am arching and lifting my ass as much as I can to pull him into me and we’re pressing her between us.

She bends to kiss me again, gets up and I hear her dressing. She kisses Jack , he zips her zipper and she leaves the room. I never saw her. Jack kisses me a bit all over and releases the wrist restraints. I run my hands up and down his body. He is sweaty and warm and his muscles are hard. He removes my blindfold and lays next to me, one leg over my thigh. We look at each other, kiss and caress each other. We spend the rest of the night playing gently in between brief periods of satisfied sleep.

More later

The first time I fucked Alex was also the first time anyone had ever tied her up during sex (it was also her first spanking and the first time she’d ever needed to get permission for her orgasm, but I digress). Bondage (the “sensual” kind, not the torture kind) has been high on my “favorite kinks” list almost since I started having sex. Our first sexual encounter was (very!) spontaneous. At the time, I wasn’t expecting anything like the night we had.

We’d started out with fairly conventional (if explosive) fucking, me on top, followed by her climbing onto me and impaling herself there. Alex is very short, and at the time was a petite thing. She discovered that once she’d taken me completely inside her pussy, she couldn’t really move up and down much – her knees didn’t reach the mattress. She was just stuck there, filled to the bottom with my hard-on. Not a bad situation; if there’s one thing I enjoy, it’s a hot blonde marooned on my cock. I decided to take it a little further and see how she’d react to being really stuck.

Gently, at first, I pulled her arms behind her back. Initially, she misread the body language and thought I was trying to roll her off of me, until she realized that the reason she couldn’t roll anymore was that I had clamped her wrists together behind the small of her back with my left hand, and my right was pulling her face down close to mine. She figured it out at that point, and tested my grip, flexing her arms but getting nowhere. I remember holding my breath a little, thinking that if she didn’t share my tastes, here’s where I find out.

Alex moaned, long and low, and came hard.

Keep in mind, this was our first time together, not too many hours after our first kiss. For all I knew, she might have done all of this before, but I had no idea where her boundaries were. Still, I believe when life hands you a moment like this, you should you grab it. I decided to keep going until she showed some sign of hesitation.

She’d been wearing this huge silk scarf, now fallen on the floor next to the bed. While she was finishing her orgasm, I snagged it and quickly tied her wrists together, crossed diagonally behind her. Alex is one of those women who has strings of orgasms, one leading right into the next, and that’s exactly what happened for the next few minutes.

Tied now and lost in her orgasms, she wasn’t really in much control. The way she moved her body was pretty much up to me. I put my hands behind her head, fingers tangled up in her curly hair, and kissed her. I could feel the tension in her shoulders with her arms tied back. Her huge tits were dragging up and down my chest as I rocked her body up and down mine, bottoming out my cock deep inside her with each thrust.

She started to come again, but this time was different. Early in her orgasm, I started rubbing her ass with both hands, and as she started to peak, I spanked her once, hard. Alex went crazy, moaning into my mouth as we kissed, trying to pull my cock deeper inside as she moved. I spanked her again and again, more gently (but thoroughly), until she came off the peak of her previous orgasm.

As she started winding up for the next one, I whispered into her ear that for the rest of the evening she needed to ask permission before she could come, or risk some unspecified punishment. She responded by starting to beg wildly, gasping out the words “Please, please, let me come!” between moans and deep, hot breaths. So much for hesitation.

At this point, I’d like to introduce a theory of mine. My theory is this: your body deliberately limits the strength of your orgasm to keep you from straining a muscle or otherwise damaging yourself. I believe that if you’re restrained, something happens in your brain to remove that limit, allowing you a more powerful and overwhelming orgasm. Combine that with the out-of-control, no-limits sense of submitting yourself to someone else and you’re into yet another whole new level of orgasm.

That’s where Alex found herself that night. We fucked like that for another hour, Alex coming continuously. Eventually, I started to worry about her shoulder muscles, and so I finally let myself go, filled her with cum and rolled her onto her back. She lay there in the near-dark, covered in sweat, flushed, her hair a ruin, her blue eyes shining with a happy-crazy gleam, hands still bound behind her.

Not even the first time we fucked was I ever in a rush to untie Alex. I rolled her onto her stomach and ran my hands over her (pink!) ass, lingering between her thighs, watching her spasm as I brushed her swollen pussy. I think that’s the moment when I realized that I could be sexual with just one woman for the rest of my life. After a few moments drinking her in, I turned her loose. She lay there, spent, and promptly passed out while I rubbed her back.

It’s been almost twenty years now, but the passion of that first night always comes back to me in a rush; the spontaneity, the improvised sex toys, the willingness to abandon yourself to something totally new. These are what keep marriage hot. Let yourself be crazy for each other! Trust me, it’s so worth it.