Thursday, March 29, 2012


Practicing knots and ties, my husband bound my hands in front of me before bed.

He slipped into bed behind me, positioning himself to press his freezing feet on my warm inner thighs.

"Ooof, those are like ice," I said, squeezing my legs around them. 

"Mmhmm, just the way you like them," he responded.

"I don't know about that.. I just like you to take things from me."

"Is that so? What kinds of things?"

I thought for a moment, as he took his now-warmed feet away and wrapped his arms around me. "My body heat. . . my choice."

"Your freedom of movement?"

I grinned as he caught on, but I wasn't facing him so he didn't see. He might have heard it in my response. "Yes."

"Your heart?"

I laughed, snuggling back into him as closely as I could, stretching my bound hands over my head. "I don't think you really took that.. I just gave it to you."

"Mmm, that's right, of course," he said, running his hands over me.

He bit my neck, holding my head still, pulling my head up and out of the way by the hair. He smacked my ass, hard, repeatedly, driving little "oomph" noises out of me. "We can't do everything, but we can do a lot of things," he said, moving his hand to my breast and striking me there, right across the nipple, over and over as I squirmed against him. "One of the things we can do is give you a good beating." 

Feeling his cock press against my ass, I pressed more against him. "Oooh, what's that?" he asked. "Is that you? Is that you submitting yourself to me?" He started stroking me, talking more, about how I was his, how he liked having a living, breathing fuck toy, how he supposed he could find another girl, but he'd like to fuck me. "Would you like that?" he asked.

A little confused, emotions and sex feelings whirling through my head, just having heard the other girl part, I answered that question. "No," I said.

He hit my breast again, hard, and I whimpered. "Don't lie," he said. "What's the thing you want most in the world?"

"To please you," I responded, without hesitation.

"Well," he said, lifting my leg backward over his and exploring the sensitive flesh between my thighs, "it's a good thing for you I don't mind you being pleasured as well then, isn't it?" I writhed in pleasure under his fingers.

"I'm claiming this as mine," he whispered, stroking my clit, "and I'm claiming this as mine," as he stroked around my opening, "and I'm claiming this as mine," as he thrust his fingers inside of me. Each time he paused I met his words with a moan of assent.

When he slid his cock all the way into me, he held my hair tightly, pulling my head back toward him, and held me against him by the breast with his other hand. I could feel every beat of his heart in the hard flesh buried inside me. "The cock's in charge now," he growled into my ear. He tightened his grip on me and began to thrust very very fast, holding me still. 

The force and the speed of it took my breath away and I quickly began whimpering "ohmyGod."

"You like that?" he asked, pausing, waiting for my affirmative response. "You like being used like this?" he asked, gripping me tightly again and repeating the quick-and-hard thrusts. 

"Oh, fuck, yes," I breathlessly agreed.

"Do you like to be mine?" he asked, stroking my breast as he moved inside of me.

"Oh yes," I half spoke, half moaned.

"Even when it means you get your nipple pinched?" he continued, slowly increasing the pressure of his fingers on my nipple until it became unbearable, and beyond. 

I screamed, but still managed an "Uh-huh."

"Even if it gets you teased?" he asked, pulling his cock away until the head was just barely inside me, letting his right hand wander over my body while his left hand tugged on my hair.

"Mmhmm," I responded, beginning to whimper. He started to slowly push back inside of me and I pressed back down onto him, wanting it faster.

"Whoa," he said, pushing hard inside of me for that second, "what was that? Did you think that cock was yours to take?"

"Mmf, no, no, no," I said apologetically, squeezing my muscles around him.

"Well it's not," he said, hitting my breast hard several times to a series of my whimpers. "In fact, I do believe you are mine to fuck, so, if I choose to put my cock right here," he positioned his cock back just barely inside me, "then you just have to be still and wait." He went back to stroking me with his hand, and I waited. My hips began to rock slightly against him of their own accord. "You want the cock to fuck you, baby?"

"Mmhmm," I said, as pleadingly as that sound can be made.

"It'll fuck you in a minute. I just want to enjoy you as much as possible, you know..." My hips kept rocking ever so slightly, not under my own control, just needing more, more, feeling the emptiness so very deeply. "Can I help you?" he asked. "Is there something you want?"

"Cock," I begged.

"You want the cock? You want the cock to fuck you?"

"Yes, yes, oh yes please please please fuck me, please fuck me," I pleaded.

He fisted his hand in my hair and pulled my head back toward him, his other hand going to grab my throat as he shoved his cock inside me, driving the air from me in a long whoosh.

"I know what you like. You like to be fucked. You know what you like even more than being fucked?" he asked, pulling my leg further back over his hip, rubbing around his thrusting cock with his fingers.

I whimpered, knowing what was coming. "No," I said.

"You like being full," he said, slipping a finger inside me next to his cock as I moaned. I writhed, but his hand in my hair kept me from pulling away. More fingers slid inside me, and he kept fucking me.

"Too full, too full," I shrilled, nervous, overfull, fucked. 

"Oh, you're not too full," he said smoothly, calmly, as he kept thrusting into me alongside his fingers, "just wait 'til I shove something in your ass."

My body shook at the mention of it, my leg vibrated against his hip. He continued on like that for some time, thrusting, stretching me with his fingers, pulling my hair, talking, talking, God this man can talk sex to me and I could almost just come from listening to him. 

"Oh.. I think I promised to shove something in your ass," he remembered, minutes or years later.

He pulled away and I made a noise of protest. "I know, I know.. you're too empty. Just you wait," he said, as he gently applied lube to my ass. "You afraid?" he asked as he heard me whimper. 

"Yes," I whispered.

"I don't think that's all you are," he said as he slowly pressed the plug against me. 

It reached the widest part and I cried out. "Too much, too much!"

"Mmm, no it's not," he said, pressing it all the way inside me. "I'll tell you when we reach the part where it's too much."

This is me, reduced to a moaning screaming mass of sex and feeling and utter, complete devotion.

"Doesn't that pussy miss my cock?" 

A long, drawn-out moan served as my response.

"Of course it does. There we go," he said softly, pressing his cock into me, filling me completely. "That feels very nice." I reached up, touched his hand where it was wrapped around my throat. I wanted to touch him so badly, but this was the best my bound hands could manage as we rocked slowly together, the fullness encompassing everything, all my senses. Pretty sure he continued to talk as he moved, but as hot as it was, it was all sucked down into the all-consuming fullness... until. "Think I'm going to come inside you. Or... maybe I'll take this plug out and come in your ass."

"Yesyesyesyesyesyesyes," I moaned, wanting that in that moment more than I'd ever wanted anything.

"You'd like that, huh?" 

"Yes please."

He pulled the plug out slowly, and then replaced it with his cock. We'd never done this exact thing before, the plug first then his cock, but I am totally for doing it again, because whoa how much easier this was. 

I clutched at the hand gripping my throat as he fucked me, needing to touch him, wanting to be closer to him. His elbow was between us and I wanted to be pressed against his chest. "Closer, closer, I want to be closer to you," I begged. He wrapped his arm fully around my neck, pulling me right to him, and thrust faster, emptying himself inside me with a loud series of moans. I clutched his arm and panted "oh my God, oh my God," over and over and over. We lay there, panting, recovering from the intensity of the activity, me clutched against him.

His fingers found their way back to my pussy, and he stroked and talked me to several screaming orgasms, until he finally stopped. "You make me make so much noise," I said, once I had my breath back.

"I'd like to think that's not the only thing I make you," he said, amused, wrapping his arms around me as I curled against his chest and covered it in little kisses, my hands still bound.

He is so spectacular that I feel the need to learn all the languages so I have more words for awesome.


  1. Hi Conina - Outstanding, terrific, way past Jupiter <-- more words for awesome in English.

    That. Was. Awesome.

    But, I would like to hear more about this other girls business... not so much the him bringing it up, but the you reaction... If you are interested in sharing.

    I have other girls business in my head. Mostly in fantasy, but a LONG way from thinking I would really be ok seeing another person with H.

    (Sorry, Just got stuck on that one part for a moment. Probably because you did too and your writing brings me along so nicely.)


    1. Magnificent, amazing, fabulous, fantastic, spectacular, etc. Yeah, I use them all almost daily. Way past Jupiter, that's a new one though. ;)

      As for my reaction.. well, that response turned into enough text to fill another post, so I'll answer your question (it's still March, right?) in my next post.

    2. It's still March, and I appreciate it, but you are under no obligation. :)


    3. I don't feel obligated, I like to answer questions. Heck, why have a blog otherwise?

      It just ran a bit long for a comment.

  2. I always wondered about neing plugged first. You just answered my question. That was very hot.

    1. "Anal training" always seemed idiotic to me, honestly, because no matter how much stretching that muscle endures, it eventually closes back up if it's not being used. But the plug immediately before the sex? Yeah, that makes sense. And it was very good.

    2. Sorry to bust in on your comment Dancingbarez, but you both reminded me that I need to rhapsodize about glass dildos followed by Him very very soon (not anally, but still). :)

  3. Oh wow, if my husband does not get well soon I may have to stop reading here or die of frustration, lol.

    Seriously though, thanks for sharing, reminds me of what things can be like once he is 100% again :)

    1. Every day is another one closer to 100%, I hope?

  4. I've not ever had a butt plug and I don't long for it, but it does make me kind of curious, but not curious enough to ask for it, lol! Thanks for sharing your story, though. I love to hear how other couples are having sex.


    1. It's quite good - especially when used for double penetration, it's very, very good. I've been there in the "curious but not going to ask for it" camp, until one day I just bought one. I needed like $7 to get free shipping on an order, and so I took the plunge.

      I started out with a very small one, which was kind of "meh" for me, then tried some beads, which also seemed small and not challenging at all (I wanted a bit of a challenge), and then we went to this "medium" plug. When I saw it I was like "WTF, medium?" It's pretty big. Way, way bigger than the small one I'd had before.

      It's very good.

  5. Conina,

    That is so nice of you to take the time to explain all about your experience using a butt plug. I'm one step closer to being more than just curious, to actually want to do a little research on my own.

    Thank you!


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