fit_2b_tied (fit_2b_tied) wrote in bdsm_lives,
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Welcome home!

Hello!! For my first post to this community, I thought I'd leave a short account of an awesome night my bf and I shared when he came home after being away for a month. I hope you enjoy reading it ;-)

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He directed me to wear my short, black leather circle skirt, buckled leather waist cincher, and leather halter. I selected very high-heeled sandals so show off my fresh, pretty pedicure. When I was done getting ready, we met in the hall. He looked so delicious! Strong, confident, and sexy in black, tailored pants and a dark tailored shirt. He was wearing my favourite cologne. We kissed.

I expected that we would walk into our bedroom next, but without a word, he took me by the hand and led me to the guest room. Upon reaching the bed, he instructed me to lie down on my stomach. As I did so, he placed a blindfold over my eyes. He paused for a moment before taking my right arm and placing it behind my back. I found myself beginning to breathe deeply the moment the cuff was secured. My left arm was brought behind me, and my wrists were tied together. Each ankle was next.



Pausing again, he stroked my hair, and then raised my skirt. His large, muscular hands swept tenderly across my bare ass. I felt his lips kiss me in the places where his hands had just been. I was told to lift my hips, and in that position, he removed my g-string with a lingering yet affirmative motion.

He whispered into my ear, "now stand." This was no easy feat, but I knew he would catch me in case of any sudden, unsteady moves. I raised my body to a kneeling position on the bed, and then lowered one leg followed by the other. He stood behind me, and licked my shoulders. I reached gently and discovered his growing cock hidden behind his clothing. I stroked it up and down, sighing heavily from the exhilaration of his touch and the anticipation of everything else to follow. He turned me around to face him -- I could feel his breath on my face. I wanted nothing more than to kiss him, but he held back just far enough, because I knew better than to reach out with my lips to try to find him.

Taking hold of the centre buckle on my cincher, he motioned for me to follow him. Blindfolded and with my hands tied behind my back, the soft carpet felt strangely unstable beneath my tall heels. Having only lived in the house for a few weeks, I felt so intuition for where the few steps were located. I walked forward gingerly, and my heart started to race. Who would have ever though that walking into a bedroom turned playroom could be so exciting?

When I reached my destination, I was told to stand still. He kissed my neck and shoulders, and ran his hands underneath my skirt. He unclasped the clip holding my wrists together, instructed me to climb onto the bed, and to wait for him on all fours. As I waited, I could hear him circling around me slowly. The bed had been moved to the centre of the room. I was completely on display for him, and he was admiring what he saw. My wrists were tied once again, and my ankles immediately thereafter.

Suddenly, I heard sultry music and the softer sounds of pleasurable moans. I was unable to see, but recognized instantly that I was facing a porn. "Do you want to watch," he asked. I smiled softly and nodded. "What was that?" he elicited. "Yes. Yes I do," I replied just above a whisper, as I could feel that his body was very near again. He responded, "Maybe later, but for now, I'll tell you what is happening."

He told me about the three women kissing and licking each other, the gorgeous woman in latex, and two couples – the men and one woman sharing the delicious pussy of the second woman. His breath was warm against my ear, he smelled so good and I was still so desperate to kiss him. My heart was still beating quickly, and my body was tingling in rising delight.

He walked behind me and raised my skirt. "You're so wet." His voice was adoring, but also carried a sexy, charged and deeply masculine growl. Rubbing me hard, he massaged in circles around my dripping pussy, but never touched it… I yearned that he would. Walking in front of me again, through his pants I could feel his hard, thick cock right up against my face. I heard him step back just enough, and then I heard his clothing drop to the floor. I could smell the enticing aroma of his precum, and I licked my lips in anticipation. He could see how badly I wanted his cock in my mouth, so perhaps this is why he lingered before letting me taste him. When I thought I couldn't wait a second longer, I felt his solid erection on my lips. I took him in quick and deep. I licked, sucked, and swirled my tongue as if I hadn't the pleasure to do so in months. True enough, it has been four weeks!

I moaned with delight, and took in every sensation afforded to me. I wished my hands were free so I could cup his perfect balls. When I least expected it, he pulled his cock from my mouth. I pouted about this, but only for a moment because this night was about what he wanted, when, where and how. If he was willing to tear away from my hungry lips and tongue, then clearly he had other things in mind.
And so he did.

He pulled the blindfold away from my eyes, and returned to a position behind me. I turned my head to follow him with my new vision. His incredible and strong body knelt behind me, and his large hands gripped my shoulders before letting lose the clasp holding my halter top in place. Pulling my hair away with one hand, he moved down to my breasts with the other. He stroked, fondled and pinched in all the ways he knows I adore. Still on my knees, of course, I pressed my body up and toward him, trying to make contact with every surface possible. He raised himself, and let his firm hands grasp my sides on his way back to a kneeling position behind me.

I'd been so enraptured by his touches, that I almost forgot about the video in front of me. One woman had another spread over her knees, and she spanked her intermittently, while a third woman teased her clit and fucked her delicately with one finger, and then two. I started gyrating slowly, stretching out, and moving my ass closer to the hot man behind me. He rubbed my body up and down, then suddenly spanked me so hard I winced with pleasure. I felt his wet finger circle my ass, feather light leaving the most fantastic tickles. My pussy was getting wetter by the second. I started to moan, and he spanked me again, harder. Then again. Then again! When he moved back to gentle, tickling movements, I begged him to fuck me. I begged him with enormous desperation. He responded: "Not until I say so". And that's how it went.

Suddenly, I felt his hand spread my ass further apart and the warm, wet softness of his tongue licking in circles. I moaned even harder -- the sensation was tremendous! As was the incredibly wet condition of my pussy, which was utterly throbbing. I asked softly, "Am I very, very wet?" The response to my question was my own pussy juice spread across my lips with three of his fingers. I managed to suck the tip of one, before he brought it his hands, lips, and tongue back to my ass and pussy, tingling and throbbing as they were.

I had no right to object when the licking stopped and the blindfold was returned over my eyes. The ropes holding me to the bed were untied, and I was instructed to turn over, and lay on my back. Pillows were placed under my head, and one underneath my hips. My hands were tied above my head. I interlaced my fingers around the slack hanging from the end of the knots. My heavy breathing and heaving breasts continued as I felt the pillow become wet from the incredible amount of juice flowing from my desperate pussy.

He tied a strong belt around my waist, over my cincher. Rope was looped through each ankle cuff and then tied onto the belt. My legs were spread, and my knees raised. Any struggle or other movement would be felt throughout my entire body, which was completely under his control. The situation was more desirable than any other I could have imagined at that moment.

When he was done tying me into place, he stopped to admire his work. That lusty, deep, and sexual growl returned to his voice as he told me how good he looked. My breathing slowed and grew deeper and harder at the same time. I shivered with anticipation as to what would come next. He rubbed my legs, my corseted and belted waist, my hips, and swirled around my pussy, still not touching my clit. My clit felt engorged and begged to be stroked, touched, or tasted. Once again, I begged him to fuck me, but still he denied me this pleasure.

When I could no longer take the taunting, he brought his mouth low and allowed his warm breath to move over my already hot, throbbing, and wanting skin. Still not licking me as I wished he would do, I moaned louder and begged some more. He lowered his lips to offer tiny kisses that teased even further. I attempted to thrash on the bed, but I was held back by the bondage. Finally, he decided to reward me for my efforts by starting to suck my clit hard and to lick it up and down quickly while penetrating me with his strong fingers that rubbed upward into my g spot. The feeling was overwhelming! I continued to thrash on the bed. I moaned louder and ground my pussy into his face as much as I could under the circumstances. The pressure of the cuffs and ropes around my ankles and wrists was extraordinary, and the pull back and forth around my waist made me even hotter.

His incredible tongue and skilled fingers brought me to the edge. I begged for his permission to cum, and moments after this privilege was granted, I experienced the torrential release of an enormous, shattering orgasm from my pussy, to my head, to my toes and back. My body shook, and although I was already laying down, I felt like I had fallen backwards. Moving his hand across my trembling pussy, he collected my cum and brought it to my lips a second time. I couldn't believe the load. I licked my lips and smiled as he removed the blindfold. For the first time since we started playing that night, he kissed my lips while his body hovered above mine.

Still shaking, I felt my ankles being untied. I looked over to discover him tying them together in a new way -- a long slack of rope lay between them. He raised this over his shoulders and my legs rose up to meet them. I was still in a dizzy fog from the explosion of my orgasm, and so I felt like I was experiencing a dream as I transfixed my eyes onto his beautiful body kneeling before me. He stroked his cock a few times slowly, and finally, finally brought it to my pussy.

He entered with a hard movement that shook me all over again. He grabbed my thighs and used them for leverage as he thrust in and out, faster, and harder, and faster, and harder. He pressed my knees down toward my chest, and lowered his body closer to mine. Making full contact, his breathing became as heavy as mine. Being able to see him so close to me, after so much time spent blindfolded, heightened every sensation. I drank in every aspect of his appearance from the shine of his devilish eyes, to the glistening sweat on his brow and shoulders. I started him in the eyes, and beckoned him to draw his lips toward mine. We kissed with furious passion, and didn't let go. He continued fucking me harder and harder as I drew my breath from his mouth and moaned in ecstasy.

My arms were still tied over my head. I took pleasure in struggling against the ropes, and managed to wrest my hands just enough to bring them to the top of his head. I gripped his hair forcefully to keep his fast and hard body close onto mine while he thrust harder and harder. My fingers swirled in circles, massaging what little of his body I could touch. He pushed himself up against me, and I could see in his eyes that he was on the verge of cumming. I squeezed my pussy even tighter against his throbbing cock, and forced it to spasm quickly to cause shivers that would bring him to a harder orgasm. Suddenly, his mouth opened as if preparing him to let out the moan of his life. His eyelids closed for a moment as he took a deeper breath, and his brow furrowed. When he opened his eyes again, he released himself inside of me. I could feel the temperature of my already hot pussy rise, and I could feel myself becoming even fuller with his passion. The sounds of his orgasm were tremendous, and the shuddering of his body over mine was perfectly, beautifully, violent. Upon regaining some composure, he lowered himself onto me, and we kissed while he tried to catch his breath.
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