Bondage Sex Story の小説・ストーリー

She sat on Jax’s lap, pushing her round, soft ass against his hard dick, while Marcus and Leo pushed in from the sides. She was sandwiched between them, feeling their hot breath and strong hands all over her. Marcus grabbed one of her heavy breasts and started to suck on the hard tip, while Leo bit her neck and Jax gripped her thick thighs. Layla was soaking wet, her pussy dripping juice onto Jax’s pants. Jax didn't wait; he pulled her dress up, guided his thick, hot dick to her opening, and shoved inside her from behind. Layla let out a loud, raw scream as he stretched her tight walls, filling her up completely. While Jax slammed into her from behind with a loud, wet thud, Marcus unzipped h

I was passed between him and three others for hours, my body rocking between their cocks as they took turns in every hole. Kai was rough and primal, spanking my ass red while he pounded me from behind, his balls slapping against my clit with every thrust. Liam directed the scene, telling them exactly how to fuck me, when to fill me, when to pull out and paint my tits. The third was Julian, a Latin artist with a creative, filthy mind and a talent for pushing boundaries. He introduced toys and light bondage during his first session, tying my wrists to the headboard while he ate my pussy until I squirted,

"My love, what's going on? " "I have something to tell you. " "Something like you're not going to make love to me on my wedding night? " "No." I said with a smile. "But I am going to reveal a rather dark side of me. " She steps back and sits on her lap. "Ah I see and what do you want to tell me? " "What exactly do you know about bondage? " "Bondage? You mean like in Fifty Shades of Grey?" I squint my eyes not understanding, what the hell.

He ordered. The glass was cold against my skin as I lay back, the chandelier lights above me glaring down. Marcus spread my wrists above my head, binding them with leather cuffs and fixing them to the table legs. My ankles were next and he secured them wide apart until I was utterly exposed. The woman circled me like a predator, running her long manicured nails along the glass table. “So helpless,” She purred. Her hand skimmed up my thigh, making me quiver. “Touch her.” Marcus smirked as he settled into the sofa, man spreading like a king watching his entertainment.

I want it to unfold slowly, giving up its secrets a little at a time; rather like a woman when you think about it. ‘You’re the boss,’ muttered Mark, clearly unhappy with the way things were going. ‘So, what kind of a sex scene is this one?’ Lewis pretended to think about the question for a moment or two. ‘Mild bondage, pseudo-force, that kind of thing.’ ‘Who gets tied up?’ ‘The woman,’ said Lewis with a sigh. ‘Didn't I say at the beginning that this was the way her brother kept her tied to him.’ Mark laughed. ‘You meant literally!’

I asked how she was able to finish the fight between them and she told me they had makeup sex and everything was fine. “So, well, we decided to try something new and it was so fucking worth it. My hands tied behind my back and I was blindfolded, the anticipation was killing and you know what’s more better than sex?” She asked and I raised an eyebrow. Does Nicole really have something better than sex? “What?” I asked. “The anticipation.” She answered before going into details of all the things they did while she had her ‘bondage sex’. It sounded like fun but I had no idea if it was something I was going to want to try.

When we entered the bedroom I stopped, taking in what he had prepared. The bed had been stripped down to just the mattress. Black restraints were attached to all four corners. A spreader bar lay on the nightstand next to an array of toys. Paddles. Floggers. Clamps. Vibrators. A riding crop. Everything I had told him I wanted to try. My pussy clenched at the sight. "On the bed," he commanded. "Face up. Arms and legs spread." I climbed onto the mattress and positioned myself exactly how he wanted. Arms stretched above my head. Legs spread wide. Exposed. Vulnerable. My heart was racing so fast I could hear it pounding in my ears.

"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?"

i pull out my phone and call, "Hey buddy. Are you doing anything tonight?" Sitting down on the couch I await his answer. "Not really. There is this one girl that has been trying to get me to fuck her senseless, but other than that no." He is quiet for a minute, "Here's an idea. Since she wants me to fuck her, why don't you come over and we can tag team her. Maybe you can do some of your bondage shit on her too. She might get a kick out of it and we could fuck her till she's raw. I mean here me out. Tie her up, gag her and then we can fuck her senseless. Hell, we wouldn't even need to use a condom. She would be our come bag."

he said, pausing for a response. Charlotte gave a slow nod. “I was in an exclusive arrangement with her for about a year” he continued. “A Dom-and-submissive agreement. It's a case where two people agree to… certain rules as they exercise all their wicked fantasies… in total control. Total obedience. And they are not allowed to get involved with anyone else inside the club” His jaw clenched. “But I made an agreement with Gia both inside the club and outside. This was to prevent us from seeing anyone else when we were fucking”