He's Lit Candles...

When Kasey got home from work last night, two nylon straps were already stretched across the top and bottom of the mattress on our bed, and cuffs were attached to the D-ring at either end of each. Candles were lit, and her favorite music was playing, and Hank had a mischievous look on his face.

Kasey racked her brain, trying to figure out what could be going on. She knew it wasn’t either of their birthday’s and worried for a moment that she might have forgotten and anniversary. They had just celebrated their third year together, these straps in fact, and been my gift to Hank so she figured that couldn’t be it. Nothing came to mind, so she asked.

“Does there have to be a reason?” Hank knelt before her and began to strip her clothes off. Her nipples hardened as he slipped off her blouse and bra and took one into his mouth. No, she agreed, but knew something was up, but more urgent was the fact that his teeth were nibbling at her breast, so she stopped caring and lost herself in the moment.

Her pussy was dampened as the pile of clothes on the floor got larger. Hank kissed her lightly and then swept her up in his arms. He carried her to the bed and lay her down on her back, so she instinctively got in a spread-eagle position. Her arms and legs pointed to all four corners of the bed, wrists and ankles awaiting the bonds.

She closed her eyes as Hank grasped each limb in turn and secured the fleece-lined cuffs above her hand and feet. Then her made sure each restraint would not be able to free herself, but not so tight that she would be uncomfortable well, excessively uncomfortable, that is.

When Hank was done, he took a step back to survey his work. She knew he loves how she looks when she is tied to the bed, her cheeks flushed with excitement, her breast rising up and down with each labored breath. Her nipples get hard and her pussy spreads open wide, the labia peeled back to expose her hole and swollen clit, and her asshole winking at me in invitation. She knows how she looks because I have taking pictures.

First it was a few Polaroids, and then Hank bought a video camera so she could get a sense of the entire package. She thought on how would Hank like to be tie up so he can see how it feels and she can be the one with the power, looking down on his helpless form. She doesn’t think this will happen anytime soon, though, I enjoy topping her too much.

Satisfied with is work, Hank got between her thighs and leaned forward to lick her pussy. It felt good, almost wonderful, but he dragged is tongue along her slit with maddening slowness. Groaning with frustration, she begged me to stop teasing her and make her cum. She longed to grab his head and press his mouth hard against her desperate cunt, but there was no way she could do that.

Hank smile at her, obviously lighted by the situation. With a wicked gleam in his eyes, he said, “You know what happens to girl that beg, don’t you?” She nodded slowly as he opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out the ball gag. She loved being more restrained, but we don’t use the gag very often, since Hank lover to hear her cries and moans as he teases her driving her arousal higher and higher. Then she was certain that there had to be something special about that night.

Now Hank moved to the top of the bed and fitted the black ball between her teeth. Lifting her head slightly, hank fastened the straps so that she could no longer make any noise other than groan. She couldn’t even ask him to blindfold her which she was dying to do.

Hank stripped then, and when he was total nude, he brought his hard cock up near her face and rubbed it along her cheek. A drop of pre-cum perched on the tip, and she thought about how good that would taste, but all she could taste was rubber.

She pulled at her bonds in an attempt to arch back, trying to convey to her boyfriend how much she needed him in her cunt, but Hank wanted to wait. He stroked his cock lightly while pinching her nipples with his other hand and twisted them just hard enough so that her pleasure was mixed with a twinge of pain. They began throbbing, and the feeling was echoed in her clit. Then hank stopped suddenly and moved down by her feet.

Hank, knowing she has incredibly sensitive toes and taking advantage of this, he sucked each one into his mouth and flicked his tongue between them. She writhed on the bed, pulling at her restraints for all she was wroth and getting so worked up that she was sweating. A light sheen of moisture covered her breast, and Hank straddled her thighs to lick it up. His cock was so close to her cunt, lying right on top of it, and when he moved down a bit, the head slipped between her labia. She tried to shift her body somewhat so that his dick would slip inside, but Hank elude her. He grasped his cock and rubbed the bulbous head between her pussy lips, making her twitch each time he hit her clit. It felt like a series of mini orgasms.

Hank kelp teasing, and her arms and legs jerked against the constraining straps, her breath huffing from her nostrils, her groans lost behind the rubber ball in her mouth. Finally, her body bucked and jerked as she was allowed to cum and eventually grew still. For a minute afterward she could feel the warmth pulsing through her veins, and as she luxuriated u but. Hank stopped all motions and just looked down at her, his cock shiny with from her juices.

She really needed Hank to fuck her, and it looked as if he was going to do just that. He positioned himself above her body, almost crushing her with his weight. Moving a hand between them, he rubbed her pussy slowly as she came down from her climax. Kissing her temple, he whispered into her ear, “Don’t worry, I’m going to fuck you, but I want you to calm down a bit first so that your next orgasm is a powerful as the last.”

Hank brought up his hand to lightly brush her nipples with his fingertips and massaged her breast softly. She caught her breath as her heartbeat grew calmer. Hank raised himself up on his arms, his erection poised at her fluttering cunt. Then he thrust his cock deep inside her. He began a slow pumping motion, savoring the feel of his cock moving in and out of her pussy and his balls brushing against the hot skin of her ass.

As his thick cock forced its way into her cunt with increasing speed, she could feel another orgasm growing. Her body jerked and her toes curled as her pussy clasped around Hank’s cock. This one was even better than the last one. She had the extra sensation of her boyfriend’s cock scraping against her clitoris as it pistoned in and out.

Hank stopped pumping for a moment to feel her cunt palpitating around him. Then he began to move again, pulling out and then shoving his dick back in hard, the force of his thrusts causing her to grunt around the ball gag. Hank was grunting as well, and she could see by the look on his face and the flush in his cheeks that his orgasm was not far off.

Then she felt his cock pulse ss jet after jet of hot cum shot into her pussy. It was such a huge load that some dripped down the crack of her ass when he eventually pulled out. Still panting, Hank straddled her thighs again, his flaccid cock nestled against his balls, and removed the gag from her mouth. When we finally broke apart, she asked him again what had inspired this wonderful surprise.

“Don’t you remember?” he replied, lazily caressing her skin. “It was a year ago today that you first agreed to let me tie you up.” He was right about that and she had to laugh. Hank typical man that he is, sometimes forgets things like birthdays and Valentine’s Day, but she guess some anniversaries are too important to overlook.