Everybody Gets A Turn (F/M) (Part 1 and 2)
Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2022 8:47 pm
I haven't exactly seen a floodgate of response from my last recollection, but I still have sparks of memory that are now active, so I guess I'll go ahead and submit another. I guess you can let me know when to stop.
Let me start this one by stating I am not usually the "sub" in my encounters. I prefer to do the tying and definitely the gagging, dictating the "narrative," etc...but I guess my best excuse is that I was caught off guard this time.
My ex...going forward, let's just call her "Desiree"... was already in bed, wearing a wispy white nighty that fell just below her waist, with white satin panties. She was on her stomach, cradling her turned head in her arms with her eyes closed. Her cute, round ass was poked up in the air. She was wearing a scarf tied in a ribbon atop her head, holding back her hair.
I emerged from the shower fresh and robed into the dark bedroom, save for some illumination from the moonlight, which was fine with me...I was sort of ready for bed. As I walked around to my side, I glanced at Desiree, briefly thinking I'd like to put her hands behind her back and gag her with her scarf.
Little did I know, she had other plans.
I laid down next to her, raising my arms and opening my robe , allowing myself to "air dry." My 6' frame took up the length of the bed. And although I might not be the "8-pack" sort of guy, I have an average, slender build, light complexion, and a youthful, reasonably handsome appearance.
I also happen to a massive penis. Not bragging or trying to be facetious. Just a fact.
Anyway, with the cool breeze of the ceiling fan blowing over my body, I was almost nodding off when I suddenly felt a hand clamp firmly over my mouth.
"Mmmph...mmmphh! Wwff arrff".... was all I could manage before Desiree started squeeze-stroking me. I was rock hard immediately.
"Easy, big boy...easy"... she hoarsely whispered in my ear. I continued to "mmmph" softly into her hand as she cradled my testicles, gently caressing them, then moving back to my dick, with more deliberate strokes this time. I guess my muffled moans turned her all the way up, as she paused momentarily to rub herself between her legs. But I guess it also gave her a reason to silence me further.
"We can't have you making too much noise. I'll have to keep you...quiet"... she whispered, more forcefully this time, then pulled one our "chloroform rags" from under her pillow, shoving it fully over my nose and mouth.
"Mmmnnphh??" I exclaimed, a little surprised as I definitely wasn't expecting that -- but then she began lightly caressing the area between my balls and anus, my "sweet spot" -- and I didn't care, at that point. I also detected the slightest scent of rubbing alcohol, as if she used a couple of drops for "realism."
"Wow, she REALLY thought this out"... I mused to myself...but didn't have much time for much else after that. I gathered that she wanted me to "follow through" as she pressed the rag more firmly on me -- and realistically, I did think even that tiny amount of the alcohol may have been making me dizzy.
In any case, my "mmmphhs" gradually lessened, and I eventually fell into a "chloro coma." She removed the rag and leaned into my ear, whispering "That's a good boy," while continuing to squeeze-stroke my still rock hard dick. This continued for a few more moments until she took the scarf out of her hair and tied my still raised wrists together, tied the other end tightly to the headboard, then she rolled over to her pillow again. It then dawned on me she had planned this all along...while I was in the shower, she grabbed all of her needed supplies from our "stash drawer."
I lay there, prone, wondering what was next.
I didn't have to wait long.
She took our unisex black sleep mask and slipped in over my eyes. Then she turned my head and took what had to be one of our thickest gags and pulled it through my lips to my teeth. She tied it so tight I let out an involuntary "Mmmphh!" as I strained against my bonds -- prompting her to "chloroform" me, again.
She happily grabbed the rag and pressed it to my face.
"Ah, ah ah"... she said, rubbing up against me as she cupped the rag around my mouth. I could feel her hard nipples and damp panties. She was definitely enjoying this.
"Mmmphhh! ...mmmmppff....." I weakly protested initially, then slowly relented, as she caressed my sweet spot, again, while "putting me back to sleep."
"Shhhh, baby...just relax. Just relax"... she cooed, pressing the rag ever more firmly to my gagged mouth. I let off a few more moaning "mmmms" into her hand before I "drifted off." Her tone was soft, but controlling.
I then heard an all too familiar humming sound.
She'd grabbed our toy, which had 8 variations and two levels..."Regular" and "What the Fuck."
Before I could react, she gently slid it between my butt cheeks.
"MMMPPHHH!" I exclaimed in semi-protest, but she firmly covered my mouth and continued to gently yet deliberately push the wand, stopping just before full penetration -- but she made sure it was hemmed firmly between my cheeks and right up against my anus, despite all of its undulating vibration. She then changed the variation setting to "Pulse," and the intensity to "WTF" -- and I was instantly paralyzed with massive waves of pleasure.
I "Mmmph'd!" forcefully a few more times into her hand, then my eyes and head rolled back before I involuntarily stiffened into a sexual trance, as my frozen grin pulled the gag tighter between my teeth. The wand was firmly in place. It wasn't going anywhere. And neither was I.
At that point, my mind went blank and I was content to be under her control. She was content with it, as well. She was partially straddling my leg at this point. Her panties were soaked.
"Very...nice," she whispered, drinking it all in.
"Now come for me...daddy," she almost demanded, removing her hand from my mouth and wrapping my now steel-hard dick in a scarf, continuing to squeeze-stroke me while caressing me just underneath my sack.
This continued for several more moments until the anal stimulation and the soft silk of the scarf won out. I convulsed and released full force into the scarf, and into my gag.
"Nnnnmph!" Mmmmphhhh!" ...."mmmmmm".... was all I could emote, until I was spent.
Desiree waited patiently, looking at me intently, then seeing I was finished, untied me, shoved the remaining unused items off on the rug and kissed me deeply, saying "good night!" with a smile, removed her wet underpants and rolled over.
I laid there for a minute, resigned myself to taking another shower, and got up.
"Longer night than I planned." I thought, as I closed the bathroom door.
Let me start this one by stating I am not usually the "sub" in my encounters. I prefer to do the tying and definitely the gagging, dictating the "narrative," etc...but I guess my best excuse is that I was caught off guard this time.
My ex...going forward, let's just call her "Desiree"... was already in bed, wearing a wispy white nighty that fell just below her waist, with white satin panties. She was on her stomach, cradling her turned head in her arms with her eyes closed. Her cute, round ass was poked up in the air. She was wearing a scarf tied in a ribbon atop her head, holding back her hair.
I emerged from the shower fresh and robed into the dark bedroom, save for some illumination from the moonlight, which was fine with me...I was sort of ready for bed. As I walked around to my side, I glanced at Desiree, briefly thinking I'd like to put her hands behind her back and gag her with her scarf.
Little did I know, she had other plans.
I laid down next to her, raising my arms and opening my robe , allowing myself to "air dry." My 6' frame took up the length of the bed. And although I might not be the "8-pack" sort of guy, I have an average, slender build, light complexion, and a youthful, reasonably handsome appearance.
I also happen to a massive penis. Not bragging or trying to be facetious. Just a fact.
Anyway, with the cool breeze of the ceiling fan blowing over my body, I was almost nodding off when I suddenly felt a hand clamp firmly over my mouth.
"Mmmph...mmmphh! Wwff arrff".... was all I could manage before Desiree started squeeze-stroking me. I was rock hard immediately.
"Easy, big boy...easy"... she hoarsely whispered in my ear. I continued to "mmmph" softly into her hand as she cradled my testicles, gently caressing them, then moving back to my dick, with more deliberate strokes this time. I guess my muffled moans turned her all the way up, as she paused momentarily to rub herself between her legs. But I guess it also gave her a reason to silence me further.
"We can't have you making too much noise. I'll have to keep you...quiet"... she whispered, more forcefully this time, then pulled one our "chloroform rags" from under her pillow, shoving it fully over my nose and mouth.
"Mmmnnphh??" I exclaimed, a little surprised as I definitely wasn't expecting that -- but then she began lightly caressing the area between my balls and anus, my "sweet spot" -- and I didn't care, at that point. I also detected the slightest scent of rubbing alcohol, as if she used a couple of drops for "realism."
"Wow, she REALLY thought this out"... I mused to myself...but didn't have much time for much else after that. I gathered that she wanted me to "follow through" as she pressed the rag more firmly on me -- and realistically, I did think even that tiny amount of the alcohol may have been making me dizzy.
In any case, my "mmmphhs" gradually lessened, and I eventually fell into a "chloro coma." She removed the rag and leaned into my ear, whispering "That's a good boy," while continuing to squeeze-stroke my still rock hard dick. This continued for a few more moments until she took the scarf out of her hair and tied my still raised wrists together, tied the other end tightly to the headboard, then she rolled over to her pillow again. It then dawned on me she had planned this all along...while I was in the shower, she grabbed all of her needed supplies from our "stash drawer."
I lay there, prone, wondering what was next.
I didn't have to wait long.
She took our unisex black sleep mask and slipped in over my eyes. Then she turned my head and took what had to be one of our thickest gags and pulled it through my lips to my teeth. She tied it so tight I let out an involuntary "Mmmphh!" as I strained against my bonds -- prompting her to "chloroform" me, again.
She happily grabbed the rag and pressed it to my face.
"Ah, ah ah"... she said, rubbing up against me as she cupped the rag around my mouth. I could feel her hard nipples and damp panties. She was definitely enjoying this.
"Mmmphhh! ...mmmmppff....." I weakly protested initially, then slowly relented, as she caressed my sweet spot, again, while "putting me back to sleep."
"Shhhh, baby...just relax. Just relax"... she cooed, pressing the rag ever more firmly to my gagged mouth. I let off a few more moaning "mmmms" into her hand before I "drifted off." Her tone was soft, but controlling.
I then heard an all too familiar humming sound.
She'd grabbed our toy, which had 8 variations and two levels..."Regular" and "What the Fuck."
Before I could react, she gently slid it between my butt cheeks.
"MMMPPHHH!" I exclaimed in semi-protest, but she firmly covered my mouth and continued to gently yet deliberately push the wand, stopping just before full penetration -- but she made sure it was hemmed firmly between my cheeks and right up against my anus, despite all of its undulating vibration. She then changed the variation setting to "Pulse," and the intensity to "WTF" -- and I was instantly paralyzed with massive waves of pleasure.
I "Mmmph'd!" forcefully a few more times into her hand, then my eyes and head rolled back before I involuntarily stiffened into a sexual trance, as my frozen grin pulled the gag tighter between my teeth. The wand was firmly in place. It wasn't going anywhere. And neither was I.
At that point, my mind went blank and I was content to be under her control. She was content with it, as well. She was partially straddling my leg at this point. Her panties were soaked.
"Very...nice," she whispered, drinking it all in.
"Now come for me...daddy," she almost demanded, removing her hand from my mouth and wrapping my now steel-hard dick in a scarf, continuing to squeeze-stroke me while caressing me just underneath my sack.
This continued for several more moments until the anal stimulation and the soft silk of the scarf won out. I convulsed and released full force into the scarf, and into my gag.
"Nnnnmph!" Mmmmphhhh!" ...."mmmmmm".... was all I could emote, until I was spent.
Desiree waited patiently, looking at me intently, then seeing I was finished, untied me, shoved the remaining unused items off on the rug and kissed me deeply, saying "good night!" with a smile, removed her wet underpants and rolled over.
I laid there for a minute, resigned myself to taking another shower, and got up.
"Longer night than I planned." I thought, as I closed the bathroom door.