We are a odd couple

We are a couple a little strange. Both my wife masochists and sadists. In short, we like the sadomasochistic.
I love to tie the breasts, would pierce her pussy lips with needles, pull my nipples and end up with a deep vaginal fisting.

She loves to tie me up to get me to blow up the balls, frustarmele, slip sensors in the cock and end up making a saw as it enters and exits her little finger in cock.

An odd couple.

Normally we start as a joke and then gradually we touch it turns out to be if those who will torture each other with great pleasure of both.

This happens normally but the other night we may have drank a little too much and our self-control was gone for frying.

As always, she started to play with my balls in an increasingly violent and I to tighten the breasts and nipples in ever more strongly.

At one point she took the handcuffs with which normally we play and handcuffed my hands and feet to the corners of the bed so that I was completely at his disposal and without any defense. We do this often, but we know there is a point where we have to stop. But the other night, as I said, the wine has cheated us. Or rather he has cheated me.

My wife started as we normally do: took a rope and started s tie my balls separating them from each other and tying the rope to tight corners of the bed near the handcuffs. Then he took his riding crop and started.
Before it began to whip-up but after a while he began to give more and stronger lashes and when the balls have reached a red fire stopped.

She sat on the bed and started to make me a saw until I became very hard. at that point he has dropped and took it in his mouth but did not start to do business as usual. He started playing with his tongue on the chapel and then push it to lick the balls slowly.

After a little while with one hand kept floor, said that that night wanted to see all the colors of my balls. I did not understand right away but when he took the bamboo wand that we generally use very lightly, I began to understand what his intentions were. He started to hit balls faster and faster and when these have become fiery red said: well, beautiful color red, now move to the blue. And he started to hit every ball with buckets and severe beatings with bamboo whistling in the air. Every shot was excruciating pain, much stronger than any other sorrow for our regular games. I looked up what little I could and I saw that in every shot balls remained on a blue deposit. After a while the balls were swollen and swollen, filled with blue bumps.

My wife was sitting on the bed again, and as before he started to suck and lick my balls then looked me in the eye and said: beautiful these swollen and blue balls. Now let’s see and red again. She got up from the table and took a needle with which he began to pierce all the balls and bruises to each puncture splashed a bit of dark red blood and she laughingly said, that beautiful red color.

Probably the sight of blood he has impressed a little bit because she went to pick cotton and alcohol and with these he cleaned me out for good and never failing to bring alcohol into the end cock. After being massacred in that way the alcohol had a dramatic effect: balls and cock were literally on fire and I could not do anything as I was tied.

I hated my wife and this hatred grew with every stroke of bamboo. Then alcohol rubbed violently on the chapel and on the balls was the straw that broke the camel and did not expect anything but free me, and revenge.
After a while she delivered me the balls from the strings and opened the handcuffs. He did not seem to have understood me really hurt and have exceeded all limits.

He lay down beside me, and then with a defiantly told me, now it’s up to you.
I sat on the edge of the bed and looked like he had reduced me: balls and cock were of all shades from blue to purple and made me a terrible evil.

Meanwhile, she had opened her arms and legs as if he knew what was waiting for her and hoarsely said let’s stop being children. Hurt me.

My wife goes crazy for two things: to have her nipples pulled to the extreme and the deep vaginal fisting.
Then I began to suck her nipples gently but pulling more and a little more, and she put her hands on my head to accompany my movements and inviting me to pull more. Not that I could please her and gently introduce it to what I would do next, so I started to shake a little teeth on her nipples, pulling them until they detached themselves from the teeth.

When the nipples were erected at most began to kiss her belly down to the pussy while his fingers kept her nipples erect at the most.

When I began to lick letting the saliva bathed completely mixing his moods, she invites me in.
I knew I wanted to be penetrated by my hand and so contented. I started right away with the penetrating with 4 fingers and when I noted that she was ready, gently pushed the whole hand inside her pussy and began to more deeply stantuffarla and each time I reached the bottom of the pussy I turned my wrist and I went out the hand to the maximum voltage his skin.

After a little of this sweet but deep fisting was profusely. My wife does not squirta but gets wet so amazing and I love permeate my entire hand of his moods and these fully wetting her breasts and belly. When soaking the breasts using his moods to squeeze her tits that slip away.

She was clearly satisfied but maybe a little disappointed seeing that I walked away. Maybe he thought it was over there.

Instead I walked around the bed and ankles and wrists to the corners of the bed as he had done with me, I said, well, that’s enough to make the children. we see that the length can reach your nipples and sat down at his side began to turn over her nipples between his fingers pulling more and more. When they reached the maximum erection they did not stop and tightening them firmly and started to tug on each tug she uttered a little cry.

It was a short course and stopped only when her nipples had become swollen and very red and tears streaming down her face.

I had never seen her nipples so tense.

I looked into her eyes and slip away so I said, we need something to keep them better and so saying I showed the two long needles that I had taken from the drawer.

My wife opened his terrified eyes and tearfully told me you’re kidding right? Please do not, do not do it.
Love, I said, you have to see what length can reach your and so saying the her right nipple with one blow while she screamed. I waited for a moment he recovered and even the other nipple. This time it took a bit of time because they stopped the tears wetting her face and as soon as the breath is calmed down a bit, without letting truce began to pull them both nipples taking the needles in his fingers. And the more she begged me to stop and pulled until the hole made by the needles pierce the nipples not widened a little and a few drops of blood fell on her breasts. Immediately I stopped pulling and wiped my face with tears welling up in rivers. I walked over to her face and told her love, now I’ll give you two links to your nipples, there is no need to get yourself the pircing.

I lifted my head and made her drink some water inviting her to look her nipples and as she looked at them with a look of terror, took off my needles and wiped her breasts.

Love, you burn? with a trembling voice and moving his head told me a feeble will.

Love now we provide. I went into the kitchen and took the ice cubes that rubbed on the nipples that were still incredibly long but that contact her scream so loud that surprised me.

I Love I’m sorry if I hurt you, now that we do with this ice? I had an idea, I’ll refresh your pussy. And without giving her time to react to pushed inside her pussy all the ice cubes deeper as I could and as she started to writhe in pain I held tight pussy lips so that the ice does not come out, and with the other hand I stroked the belly. When it was over to issue short harrowing screams, I realized that the ice was almost dissolved and told her love now I raise and putting it in front of her began to penetrate directly with his fist and, once everything opened my hand as if looking into the her cunt the ice was gone.

I had decided to punish her with what he loved most: fisting.

I entered and totally went out his hand and each time I entered I went a little further in and every time I went out the a little more to almost banging her cunt. see his skin stretched to the utmost liked to die, and when I realized that another expansion millimeter would have torn, I stopped at that position with the hand half in and half out of closing and continuously extending it until I understood exactly what ‘ it was the maximum dilatation. at that point with open hand until I began to fuck her in the stomach and that enter and leave the hand, it seemed to me to take to punch the cunt. Then when the hand had come to touch the uterus pulled his arm all at once leaving the entire hand and getting a scary noise.

You start screaming and begging me to stop then her screams began to decline and with small sighs of pleasure.

When I paused for a moment with her wide open pussy before me, she did not scream, more than anything else was a roar know what came out of the mouth with a hoarse voice that I had never heard and I cried asshole.

I knew it was now delirious. I impaled with almost the entire forearm to the latest times while with an open hand definitely pussy, then with a flick and always with an open hand I left arm and hand from her cunt from which began to flow in rivers the liquid of his pleasure that completely wet the bed until the mattress.
The liberals running from the handcuffs and we embraced crazily. We had never enjoyed so shocking.
I told you: we are a couple a little strange …