Bondage Sex Story Novels & Stories

She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.

You want to know how things are going for us romantically and physically. Our sex life is exemplary, thank you very much. I won’t lie and say we are humping like bunnies. But we do have sex, and it’s always great. Over the years, we’ve experimented sexually as Cassidy continued making great strides in her recovery from what that douchebag did. We tried bondage once. It was a no go with Cassidy being tied up or blindfolded. She went into full panic mode, and we decided it wouldn’t be for us. If bondage does come into the bedroom, I’m getting tied up. And I’m a-okay with that.

she told him. “Yes, you can. You just need a few minutes to relax.” She frowned beneath her mask. He said he would stop if she told him to, but now he was refusing. “I know what you’re thinking,” he told her, the amusement echoing in his soft tone. “The point of bondage is to push beyond your comfort zone, to force a deeper satisfaction than you ever thought you could experience. You just need a few minutes to relax before we start again.” Sandra’s frown remained. She didn’t think she could endure more, she was spent, her arms hurt, and her legs ached.

Her words felt like a fact, a threat and a warning all at once, but above all, it was fucking hot. Her hand suddenly unzipped my pants and slid in to grab my cock through my tight black briefs, her hand warmer and closer, rubbing even more erotically. I groaned into her hair, my eyes sliding closed briefly from the pleasure. She asked, her soft voice dripping with desire. “What is it you owe me, Adonis?” I pried my burning eyes open, leaning back slightly to meet her lustful gaze. “Bondage sex.”

BLAIRE I gripped Raymond’s massive shoulders, my knuckles turning white as I slammed my weight down onto him. The leather of the sofa creaked under us, but the sound was drowned out by the wet, rhythmic slap of our bodies meeting. Every time I rose and fell, his thick cock buried itself deeper into my aching core, stretching me until I felt like I was going to burst. I was taking every inch of him, my pussy walls stretching and gripping the dark, heavy length of his shaft as I moved.

he breathed, “don’t you know how stunning you are? You have been driving me to distraction over the last few weeks and all I’ve been able to think about is what you would look like in my bed. I wanted you the first time I saw you. I wanted to see you naked, I wanted to push inside you and feel your pussy clench around me, I wanted to touch your skin to feel how soft it would be, to take your nipples in my mouth and suckle them while I watched you writhe beneath me. I wanted to taste you; your lips, your skin, all of you. No, Sweet Lisa, I am not disappointed that it was you who was waiting for me tonight. In fact, if anything, it is a dream come true.” By the time he’d finished speaking, Lis

bringing her right to the edge of orgasm over and over without letting her come, until she was sobbing and begging, and then finally allowing release that was so intense she saw stars. Xavier introduced her to light bondage.....silk restraints that held her in vulnerable positions while he and his brothers took turns with her body. Silas showed her the pleasure of slow, sensual worship....treating her body like a temple, finding every sensitive spot, learning what made her gasp and moan. At hour twelve, they ordered food and fed her by hand while she sat naked between them, their fingers occasionally wandering to tease and touch between bites. At hour sixteen, they drew her a bath and washed

“How do you intend to do that?” She bluffed and laughed at me. “Hmm, have you heard of BDSM?” “Like Masochism and Bondage stuff?” “Yes. Bondage, Masochism, Dominance and Sadism.” “Hmm, i an not sure those are good ideas.” “You would enjoy them, trust me and you would learn so much about these types of sex.” “Does it hurt?” “It is gonna be a bitter sweet feeling and we would take it one by one.” “What one should we start from?”

"But I do not see it that way. I feel trapped in an endless cycle of bondage. First, My Master and now, you." "You f*cking see this as bondage?" He snarled and pushed deeper into her. "I let you do whatever you want. I let you show off your body and shake your a*s in front of those cøwards who do nothing but fantasize about what's mine. If you think punishing you for talking about other men's cøck in front of me is f*cking bondage, then you're mistaken, Cariño. But by all means, I can show you what bondage really is. Is that what you want?"

He asked. “Yes, sir. I have seen pictures.” I replied feeling my face getting hotter and hotter. I could imagine myself replacing one of the pictures I viewed on the internet with him. “Okay, that is for much later, anyway. Bondage required a lot of practice and a lot of experience in bdsm.” He whispered, softly tapping my shoulders.