Spandex Bondage Stories Novels & Stories

I heard his zipper, then felt the thick, hot head of his bare cock pressing against my hole. "No condom?" I choked out. "Bareback, Alex. I want to feel every inch of this virgin ass." He pushed forward, not slow. The head popped in and I groaned loud, the burn intense. "Too big…slow down…" "Take it." He gripped my hips hard and drove deeper, inch by thick inch, stretching me wide open. "Fuck, you're tight. Gripping me like you were made for this." I clawed at the couch cushions, moaning helplessly as he bottomed out. His heavy balls pressed against me. The fullness was overwhelming, hot, throbbing, raw.

Jake exploded across my tits, thick white ropes covering my dark red nipples. Alex flooded my ass with hot cum. Ryan shoved deep down my throat and pumped his load straight into my belly. I collapsed onto the couch, a cum-covered, gaping, dripping mess. Cum leaked steadily from my asshole and pussy while more ran down my chin and over my tits. My body was sore, exhausted, and utterly satisfied. I looked up at the three of them with a filthy, tired smile. “I think I owe all of you one now…”

I relaxed my throat, letting him slide deeper, feeling him hit the back of my throat. "Good girl," he groaned, his hand fisting in my hair. "Take it all." Behind me, I felt something hard and smooth press against my ass. The strap-on. Jade was wearing a strap-on and she was positioning it right against my entrance, teasing me with the tip. "Breathe," she whispered. "Relax for me." I tried. I took a deep breath through my nose, relaxing my body as much as I could while Marcus's cock filled my mouth. Then I felt her push forward.

Andrew's crosses, spanking benches, suspension rigs, bondage furniture I didn't even have names for. And people. Dozens of people in various states of dress and undress, some watching scenes in progress, others negotiating their own. On one platform, a woman was tied to a cross while her dom worked her over with a flogger, her skin turning pink under the leather falls. On another, a man was bent over a spanking bench, his dom's hand coming down hard on his ass while he counted each strike. My cock was achingly hard, pressing against the tight jeans Dante had made me wear.

“Good. Because I have not forgotten you either. Every time you clean this room, I find little traces of you. The way you fold the towels perfectly. The faint scent of your shampoo. I left those chocolates for you on purpose. Did you like them?” “I did,” I admitted, meeting his gaze. “They were the best I have ever tasted. Thank you. You did not have to do that.” “I wanted to. You work hard, Hazel. You deserve something sweet.” He stepped even closer, towering over me. “Tell me more about your studies. What is your favorite kind of forbidden story?” I shifted in the chair, suddenly very aware of how alone we were. “Ones where the powerful man notices the innocent girl. Where the attraction is

Something about having money just gave an overwhelming sense of success. Let's do this! During my third go, I detoured into the shop faster than it takes the human eye to blink. A gust of cold breeze chilled me immediately. It was cool inside. The white lights overhead gave a peaceful, relaxing, and even serene feel. My lips paused in a wow as I noticed just how big the store was. There were so many different aisles with things I'd never seen before in my life. With my mouth wide open, I started the walk down the aisle. The aisle contained items of bondage. Handcuffs with timers, chains, colored ropes, blindfolds, blindfolds with cut-outs, something that looked like a torture mechanism.

“I especially like when you’re already inside me and you still push a finger or two in beside your cock. The burn… the way it forces me open even more while you’re fucking me. It makes me feel completely taken. I want to try something bigger than that eventually. Something that really stretches me until I can’t think.” I wrote every word carefully, the image already forming in my mind. “I like when you talk about breeding me, about filling me until it leaks out. Cum play. I like tasting it. I like feeling it inside me for hours after. I even like the idea of you using it as lube.” My handwriting stayed neat even though the words went straight through me. “What about bondage?” I asked.

I would recognize what these were even in my sleep. Whips. Cuffs. Blindfolds. Gags. Collars. Leashes. Dildos. Sex toys. Nipple clamps. Vibrators. Candles sat on a table nearby and my eyes widened in sheer shock as realization dawned on me. Davin was into fucking BDSM. I expected a lot of things to be in this study, maybe even guns and explosives. But hell no, not a red room. Not a room full of my biggest desires. As a masochist, it was hard to find anyone who could ever match my freak. But this? Goodness, this was heaven here on earth. I grabbed the end of one rope and tied it around my wrists, binding them together, and I let out a soft moan.

A soft, leather collar was worn tight around her throat and she wouldn't stop swallowing, as if to make room. She’d already accepted more than a couple of drinks that night as they celebrated her final midterm exam. She’d been living with him a few weeks, and he couldn’t have been more elated with the company, the companionship. It had started out as lust, as a passing curiosity, but had quickly exploded into something more. A friendship of sorts. When he’d told her that he made and sold bondage equipment online, it wasn’t a total lie. He was the middle man, an intermediary for a bunch of fetish sites. But he didn’t make it, and he certainly didn’t need a model for his newest designs.

Darlene finally let go of Shannon and as she turned to the fridge to get pancake ingredients, she said as offhandedly as she could fake, "So, you say you've had fantasies about me, huh? About what we did last night? Tying me up and using me?" "Not really," Shannon answered, surprised at how easy it was to talk about this taboo subject with her boyfriend's mother. "I guess I never really thought about doing anything with you before; I've just always thought you were so pretty and sexy. And I certainly never thought about bondage or anything with anyone until I read some more incest/taboo stories on Literotica. I'd never even heard of the site until you left those stories open on your computer