“I’ll only ever love you.”
“I know.”
“If you don’t want me to do this, I won’t. I don’t care about our deal if it hurts you too much,” I said hoping to ease some of his anxiety.
“I want you to have everything you’ve ever dreamed of. We’ve tried this, it wasn’t for me. I can’t play that guy. I know you have to find it in someone else.”
“But just the once,” I promised hoping it was the truth. Honestly, I worried about what would happen once I got my fantasy. What if it wasn’t enough? What if I wanted more? I drove those thoughts to the back of my mind because there wasn’t anything I could do about them until the time came, if it ever came. I looked at my husband across the table, really looked, he is everything I’ve ever wanted. It was almost impossible to think of a world where I’d desire to be with someone else. My birthday week wasn’t about getting to screw some other hot guy, it was about fulfilling my fantasy, and anyone could fit the bill.
“Kiss me,” I said to him across the table. He leaned forward as I leaned forward. It was a sweet kiss, the kind that comes from years of knowing someone intimately. “Only you,” I said as I slowly pulled away to sit back in my seat. “It will only ever be you.”
* * *
Dinner was over, but the evening wasn’t. We returned home, and the moment we were through the door Chris walked up behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist and began to kiss my neck.
“Mmm…so earlier today wasn’t it,” I said with a grin as I reached my arm back to hold his head.
“Oh, there’s more,” he said as he worked his hands over my body. Everywhere he touched felt like it came alive with sensation. Standing in the middle of the entryway, he reached down and gripped the bottom of my dress. With a single smooth movement he had pulled it off over my head and let it flutter to the tile. “I want you so bad,” he breathed against my neck where he continued to kiss and bite me gently. Grabbing my hips he spun me around and pushed my back against the wall. “Do you feel how badly I want you?”
“I do,” I said as I reached down to glide my hand down his length. The fabric of his trousers was still between us but I could feel that he was hard as a rock. The familiar warming sensation was beginning to build between my legs. He smoothed his hand up the inside of my thigh, and that was it, I was wet. I shivered from the touch and parted my legs slightly to grant him entry. His hand dove between my legs to find the wetness waiting for him. He groaned as he slid a single digit between my lips and into my cunt.
Working in small circles, he finger-fucked me until I was begging for release. Just as I was about to cum, he pulled his hand away. His fingers found their way to his mouth where he licked them clean, one by one. It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. I lifted my leg up around his hip and ground my pussy against the front of his pants. I needed to get off. I was so horny now that I felt like I would explode. I knew I was leaving a wet mess on the front of his trousers but I was too far gone to care. He grabbed my hips and lifted me as I wrapped my other leg around him. He carried me to our large couch and set me down.
“What are you going to do to me now?”
“Don’t worry. I have something special planned,” Chris said as he walked to the kitchen table and opened a box that was sitting on top of it. From within he pulled out a blindfold and some other items that I couldn’t see at the time. He walked back to the couch and asked me to lean forward. I did as I was told and he placed the blindfold over my eyes. He carefully tied it behind my head and then told me to get on my knees with my waist bent over the seat of the couch. Always the polite gentleman, he held my arm and helped to guide me to the floor. “Put your hands behind your back.” I again did as I was told and positioned my arms behind my back. I wasn’t too shocked when I felt the bite of jute rope against my skin. Chris was very familiar with knots and I knew that whatever he tied would be impossible to get out of.
The rope went around my wrists several times and then was pulled taught. My arms were yanked uncomfortably behind my back but I figured he’d fuck me soon so I wouldn’t have to live with the discomfort for long. It was only when he pulled my hair back and tied it in a pony tail that I became a little confused about the situation.
“What are you doing?”
“You’ll see,” was all that he said. Here I was naked, bound, and bent over the couch, and he hadn’t removed a single shred of clothing. Without any notice I felt his hand move back down between my legs. I expected his cock, but instead it was a thick vibrator. He pushed until it was seated deep inside of me, and then he turned it on. My whole body clenched as the vibrations worked their magic. His fingers found my ankles, and again I felt the rough rope. Several wraps and a knot, and I was fully bound.
I heard Chris walk to the table again. Moments later he began to work his thick finger around my mouth. He teased my lips and dipped it inside where I sucked it like I would his cock. “I like that,” he said as he continued to push it in and out of my mouth. “Open wide,” he said as he presented a round object to my lips. I opened and he pushed in the ball gag. It was fastened around the back of my head like the mask and I was left silent and waiting. His hands ran over my body, down my back, over my ass, around my waist and up to my tits. My nipples were already hard when his fingers passed over them and he couldn’t resist pulling and tugging them before moving on. “I’m going out,” he said as he stood and walked away. “Don’t you get into any trouble.” Was the last thing he said as I heard him pick up his keys.
I struggled a bit against my binding but knew it was too late. I would never get lose and he was already gone. What the fuck is he playing at? My mind went over every possible scenario and decided that he was just toying with me. He wanted me to get hot and bothered from the vibrator and then he would return and fuck me senseless. It’s just a waiting game. With this realization I allowed myself to enjoy the feeling of it pulsing in my depths. He had chosen a good one. Nice solid vibration, long thick shaft. It was good.
I don’t know how long I had been leaning over the couch with my ass out, but it had been awhile. I had been entertaining myself by moving up and down on the vibrator as best as I could. I had managed to cum once and I was seeing if I could work up to a second orgasm when I heard one of the rear facing windows slide open. I scrunched my brow and wondered why Chris would be coming in through the window from the backyard. Then it dawned on me, he’s trying again! If I could have smiled, I would have, but with the gag pressed tightly into my mouth, all I could manage was an incomprehensible mumble.
I heard the heavy footsteps crossing the room. They didn’t sound like Chris. These sounded heavier and were almost more of a stomp. I figured maybe he was really trying to get into the part and had worked up a whole persona – dirty bad boy intruder. Suddenly I felt a gloved hand on my naked body. It was rough and uncaring in its need. He groped and fondled me harshly. Chris had often been hurried in his passion but he was never unnecessarily rough. This time was different.
He must have removed his gloves because the next thing I felt was his bare palm caressing my ass. It was different…this was not the hand of my husband. I began to struggle when I realized that this man was a real intruder. He pushed his hands under my body and massaged my tits, his rough fingers moving over and around my nipples forcing them to tense and harder. I wanted to see his face, I wanted to see the man that was doing this to me, but with the blindfold I couldn’t see anything but darkness.
Pleased with his progress he pulled his hands away and I could hear the sound of a belt. He must have been unbuckling it because seconds later his hips were pressing against my ass. I could feel that he was hard and ready. I gulped when he pulled back and reached down between my legs.
“What do we have here,” he said with the sound of a smile on his voice. “It looks like someone left me a sign. Looks like that hole is already filled,” he said as he thrust the vibrator in and out a few times. “Do you like that? Of course you do, you’re a
dirty whore. I can feel how wet you are. You’re just dying for me to fuck your ass.”
Ass!?
Chris and I had done a lot of things through the years, but that wasn’t one of them. It wasn’t that I’d never been curious or interested, we just hadn’t bothered. I’m sure it would have happened at some point, but I wasn’t prepared for my ass to be stretched tonight, and by a stranger.
I pulled on my restraints and moved the best that I could but it was of no use. Part of me knew this is exactly what I’d always wanted, and that I should go with it. The other part of me worried about what would happen if Chris showed back up. Would this man hurt him? Realizing there was nothing I could do about anything, I let myself relax. His hands returned to my body and I let myself enjoy it. I let myself be tempted by his rough hands as they moved over my smooth skin.
This time, when he leaned back in against me, I wanted it. I knew he wouldn’t be gentle, but that was always part of the allure of the fantasy. Someone hard and rough that would take me however they wanted. He spread my ass and pushed his cock between my cheeks. He felt surprisingly large and I wondered what it would feel like when he stretched my asshole wide. I wouldn’t have to wait long to find out. For a few minutes he leaned over me, his heavy body pressing me into the couch, and he thrust himself in and out of my cheeks, not penetrating me yet, but working up to it. Once he was satisfied, he pushed down until his tip found my asshole. I jumped despite knowing it was coming.
“Don’t worry baby, I’ll treat you right,” he laughed against my neck. His breath was hot and his mouth was greedy as he bit at my neck. “I love that you can’t see me and you can’t say a word no matter what I do to you.” He thrust forward and began to push his cock into my ass. “Oh yeah, good and tight,” he said as he pushed harder. I tried to remind myself to relax, to let my muscles go slack. I knew it would only hurt more if I remained tense. I unclenched my muscles and allowed him to enter me.
I couldn’t tell if he preferred when I was struggling or when I gave up resisting, both seemed to suit him fine and he began to thrust harder. It hurt as he pushed deeper. My asshole felt like it was on fire as it wrapped around his thick shaft. The deeper he went the more it hurt until finally I felt my asshole snap closed some – the head of his cock had made it past my outer ring. I felt relieved that it should go easier now.
Once the pain subsided I began to love the feel of the strange cock in my ass. I would be lying if I said it didn’t still sting, but the pleasure was beginning to block out everything else. I grunted against the gag as he thrust harder and deeper. He didn’t care about how I felt about anything, he just wanted to fuck me deep and hard. All I could do was lean over the couch and take it. His stomach pressed into my hand and pushed my arms harder against my back as he leaned further over me to get better leverage. His hands snaked up under my armpits and gripped my shoulders. He was holding me steady so that I quit bucking forward with each of his thrusts. My body stilled he was able to seat himself completely. Three hard pushes and he was balls deep.
He stopped momentarily to taunt me. “You like my dick in your ass don’t you? Dirty slut, dirty whore. You’ve probably been waiting your whole life to be fucked in the ass. You feel so good and tight. I could just about blow my load in you right now. You want that? You want my cum in your ass?” I couldn’t say a word against the gag and he took my silence as consent. “Good, because you’re gonna get it. I’ve been saving up and you’re gonna be filled. I have so much cum waiting for you.” Satisfied with his speech he began to fuck me again.
He grunted with each of his thrusts. Deep guttural moans that were blown against the back of my neck. Each solid push produced a groan that came with an exhalation of hot breath against my neck. He fucked me as hard and fast as he could. He was on a mission to get off and nothing was going to stop him. My whole body felt like it was on fire. The vibrator still pulsing in my cunt, his big dick in my ass. It was becoming too much. I could feel my own orgasm building as he drove himself deeper.
His balls were slamming against my ass. He was fucking me like a rabbit now, not so much sliding in and out any longer as it was smaller harder thrusts – he would be cumming soon. I clenched around him, my body begging for its own release. He grunted louder and louder as he pushed himself as deep as he could go. Finally, two more thrusts and then he buried himself deep, his cum exploded from his cock with a pent up pressure I wasn’t expecting. I felt it hit my inner walls as he filled me. The feeling of it sent me over the edge and my own orgasm rippled through my body as my cunt clutched around the vibrator. I shivered beneath his heavy body. His stomach clenched and he filled me with several more streams of his hot semen and then collapsed on top of me, his dick still in my ass. His heavy body hurt my arms but I was too wrapped up in the afterglow of my own orgasm to concentrate much on the pain.
I had no way of knowing how long Chris was going to be gone, but this man seemed to be in no hurry as he lay on top of me. After several minutes had passed he pulled me off of the couch and onto the floor. He laid me flat and then spread my legs. Removing the vibrator he tossed it across the room and then pushed his knees between mine. He angled for my cunt and drove himself in – he wasn’t done with me yet. Just as before he fucked me hard and fast. I could tell he wasn’t fully hard at first, but the more he thrust, the harder he became, it didn’t take long.
“I’m gonna fill your pussy too. How do you like that? You want a present? You want a baby?” he teased as he pumped himself into me over and over. “I just might give you one. Think of how lucky you would be. My gift to you.” His words seemed to get him off and he began to groan as he slid in and out of my cunt. My body felt bruised and sore from the ass fucking and yet somehow it was responding again. The friction, the naughtiness, the danger, it was turning me on. I raised my hips a little to give him better access. “That’s a girl. I knew you were a skank.”
It only took a few minutes and then he was cumming in me again. No protection, nothing to keep me from receiving his “gift”. What if I do become pregnant? Honestly, in the moment I didn’t care. I loved the feeling of him cumming in me. I loved that I was being forced to take him. It was hot and it was exhilarating. He came in me several more times before he was finished. As he pulled out I felt an emptiness I wasn’t expecting. I heard him buckle his belt and then walk back to the window he had entered through. I almost felt saddened by his departure. I remained on the floor bound and covered in his semen. All I could do was wait for Chris to return. I imagine I waited about 30 minutes and then I heard the keys in the front door.
Chris walked in as if nothing was out of the ordinary. I heard him toss his keys on the table and then he walked over to me. He hovered over me for several long moments, taking in the sight before bending down to remove the blindfold. I rolled to my side and looked up at him. I was perplexed that he didn’t seem concerned. He wasn’t at all worried about what had obviously been done to me. The silence in the room was deafening as he looked over my body but didn’t untie me.
“Was it everything you dreamed of?” he asked knowing I couldn’t answer with the gag in my mouth.
He planned this!?
“I couldn’t go away and leave you to your own devices. You’re my wife and I’ll choose who fucks you. Now that he’s had his way with you, I’m going to fuck you, and then we’re going to shower.”
He pulled and tugged on me until my hips were raised high in the air and then he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. They fell to the floor with a soft whoosh and then he was bent over me. “I told him to fuck you in the ass. Was it good?” he asked rhetorically as he aimed his cock to my asshole. Already sore it was surprisingly painful when he began to push into me. He slid in easily compared to the first man. I was already stretched and ready. “Oh yeah, why haven’t we done this before?” he continued as he thrust in and out of my ass. He felt even larger than the other man, but I knew I could take him. I was so exhausted that the only thing I could do was hold my
ass in the air and wait for him to cum.
Chris moved slower than the other man, he was savoring it. I loved the feel of his cock in my ass, but I didn’t love how sore I already was. I wanted just to enjoy the feeling of myself stretched around his girth, but every thrust brought a tinge of pain. His ran his hand down my back and spread his fingers wide. He caressed my body as he stroked himself in my ass. “You’re so beautiful,” he breathed. Seconds later I could hear his breathe hitching in his throat, and then he let out a loud groan, his balls tightened, and his cock tensed and then let loose his load. He grunted and twitched as he came. I could tell he was cumming harder than normal, his whole body tensed and released several times as he came and came again. When he was finished he pulled out slowly and then set about removing my restraints.
The ropes were undone first, and then he moved to the gag. My jaw was sore, and I didn’t say a word as he collapsed on the floor beside me. He looked me in the eyes, pulled me to him and kissed me deep. The only other words he said were, “Happy Birthday.”
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