Sunday, April 16, 2017

My second try at bondage

I was in Chicago, visiting my family when I met Emily.  My sister Brandi (the straight one) and I were having a drink at a downtown bar.  The bartender was a lady and she was really good.  Like Tom Cruise in that movie she could do all the flips and trick pours while keeping up a steady line of chatter. I'm guessing her tips were astronomical because she was very entertaining.
My sister is a stunning brunette, and very attractive.  It wasn't too long before the bartender was sort of hanging around us between serving other customers.  She was busy so we couldn't talk much but I got a vibe from her that she was into women.  Mostly from the way she would look at us.  I've seen that look before and probably gave it as often as I got it.  My gay-dar is excellent.  She finally caught a break and came down to where we were sitting.
"So, are you two a couple?"  she asked.  "You are really a cute pair"
My sister almost choked on her drink as she quickly set the record straight.  She told the bartender that we were sisters.  And she was about as hetero as one woman can get.
"Funny, I got a sort of read that you guys were not straight"  she was wiping the bar.
"We're not both straight"  I said.  "I am gay.  Most of my life."  I added
"Where are you from?"  she asked, still wiping.
"Well I live in Norwood" my sister said, "But Tiffy lives in Muncie Indiana."
"Yeah"  I added, "Podunkville USA"
We spent the next ten minutes making small talk when Emily asked me if I got to Chicago often.  I told her maybe once a month maybe a little more often.  She asked if I stayed with my family.  I told her that I did when I could stand it, but sometimes I stayed at a motel out on the edge of town.  My parents were not so understanding about my "lifestyle" as my Mom called it.
She pulled a business card out of a pocket and wrote something on it and then handed it to me.
"One of these times you come to the city you should give me a call."  she said.  "I can show you some places in this town you won't believe."
I didn't say anything, as I took her card, but I had grown up in Chicago and probably knew some places that would curl her hair.
"Yeah, I'd like that.  When are you off work?"
"My schedule is a little helter-skelter but I can find some time if you want to see Chicago. Weekends are tough, but I get some time off mostly daytime, mostly mid week.  It's a little rough finding anybody who keeps a schedule like that."
I was interested.  She was cute and had a really tight little body.  And she was obviously friendly and maybe a little on the make.  Fine with me, I was usually that way also.
After about a month of back and forth phone calls, I decided to see what Emily was all about.  We had talked some about a lot of things including most of our sexual preferences.  Finally, I decided to take a run to the windy city and I called her to see of she would be free.  She picked up right away.  At least she was home.
"Hi, this is Tiffy.  I'm coming in to the city today and was wondering if you had some time?"
"I sure do.  How long will it take you to get here?  It just happens that  I'm on a three day vacation.  that started today.  I was just going to call you"
I told her that I was free for a couple of days also and that  I could be in Chicago in about three hours.
"You still have my card?  she asked.
"Yes.  I think I can find your place if you still live there."
"Still here.  I don't move around much.  This apartment is just too good to give up."
"Okay, I guess I'll see you in about three or so hours."
I hung up.  I was ready to go.  My neighbor was taking care of the puppies, and I had figured I would take off as soon as I verified her address.
The drive is boring but during the week traffic on Rte 30 is always mostly trucks and it's four lane all the way so I was making time.  It was just under three hours later when I parked on her street in a neighborhood called Lincoln Park. Fairly nice neighborhood, lots of condos and I knew it was an expensive neighborhood.
She answered the door wearing a see-through nighty that was next to nothing.  Kinda took my breath away.  She moved to me and cupped my face in her hands and kissed me.  Open mouth, tongue writhing as she pressed against me.  I wasn't much for  wasting time either and my hands began exploring her sweet little body.  I slid my hand inside the waistband of her panties and felt her pussy.  She was wet and ready.  I knew I was too.  We paused to breathe a little and she took my hand and led me to her bedroom.
"I could use a shower.  I don't feel so fresh right now."  I said, hoping she would want to join me.  I always found that a lot of the best sex starts in the shower.
"Sure.  I'll join you"  she was naked in a second.
I was literally tearing my clothes off.  She adjusted the water and stepped in to the shower, I was right behind her.  It was a big shower.  Plenty of room for two especially two like us, rather small women.  Her body was perfect.  She was cleanly shaved and her breasts were sweet and small like mine.  I wanted to kneel in front of her and taste her pussy.  We were kissing and pressed together as the warm water cascaded over us.  She was delicious.  Her mouth was alive as was mine.  Kissing  somehow was enough right then because it was so sensual.  Our legs were intertwined, we were rubbing our bodies together as our hands explored each other in a pretense at soaping up.  We were both getting into it.  I couldn't find enough places to put my hands and hers were as feverish as mine.  Some moaning and a lot of wet kisses later I was ready to do anything she wanted.  We had sex right there in the bathroom.  It was a large room and we were all over it.   I found that she had real wiry strength.  We were the same size almost to the pound, but she was much stronger.  She could lift me and she put me in any position she wanted me in.  I was loving it.  We tribbed and had a delicious 69 and literally wore each other out.  Must have been over two hours.  She asked me if I ever fisted another woman and I told her yes.  She insisted on me doing that to her.  Then she did it to me.  You establish a sort of trust when you let another woman push her entire hand inside you,  And eye contact during that is intimate.  We must have shared twenty orgasms before we both lay back and caught our breath.  Maybe five minutes of just breathing.
"Do you want some wine?"  she was sweating and we both still needed a shower
"Sounds excellent."
"Come on, I've got a really good red in the kitchen."
We made for the kitchen and a glass of wine.  I thought that this was going to be a week worth remembering.
We were sitting in her living room, sipping our wine, both still completely naked.
"You know, there's something I wanted to ask you but I just couldn't help getting carried away when I saw you at my door." she said.
"What was it?"
"I hope I don't freak you out, have you ever tried playing at a little bondage?"
"I tried it once, a long time ago, with a guy,  It was fun for a while but then he disappointed me and left me strung up in his basement all night.  He said he forgot me."
"Don't see how that would be possible."  she smiled.  "So a guy?  I thought you were gay."
"That was at a time when I was still bi.  I really didn't know what I was then."
"So how about it?  Ever think of trying it again, maybe with the right person?"
"I wouldn't mind trying it with you, but I have this thing about pain.  I don't enjoy it."
"I don't play that way.  I don't like pain either, but there is something about pleasure being heightened when you are under someone else's control."
"Well, what did you have in mind?"
"Later.  Let's get something to eat and then we'll play some really nice games.  OK?"
We had what could only be called breakfast and talked, mainly on the subject of bondage.  She told me she had tried a few things and would be glad to share with me.  For my part, I was getting interested and maybe a little warm at the prospect of something new and naughty.  I always loved naughty.
We went back to her bedroom and she showed me her bondage toys.  Some restraint stuff, ropes, padded handcuffs and the like.  I asked her what she wanted me to do, I decided to trust her.
"Get on the bed, and spread your legs,"  she said.
I complied eagerly.  I was going to play this to the hilt.  I laid down and spread wide,  She took a couple short pieces of rope and tied me to the bed, using some sort of hookups that were already in place.  She must have done this regularly, I thought. In just a minute I was spread-eagled, tied down, hand and foot, and very helpless.  She started on me with a type of vibrator that I called "little buzzy"  She played with my nipples, buzzing and rubbing them.  Kissing me all the time.   I felt it and it did something to me that I hadn't felt before with my breasts.
"Wow, that feels amazing." I said.  My breath was getting a little faster and my voice was changing its tone to the one I recognized from past sex.
"Wait, I'm just getting started."  she was getting a little breathless also.
Then she lifted my body so she could put a couple of pillows under me.  She was so strong it was no effort for her.  I was there, with my pussy up in the air.  she had a vibrator that was designed for anal play.  She was lubing it.
"Do you like a little ass-play?  she asked.  Her voice seemed to tremble,  I could see her eyes had widened.  She was really in to this stuff.  
"Actually I kind of like it."  I was a little trembly too.
She put the vibe in my ass and turned it on.  It was delicious.  I was getting hotter and knew that my first orgasm was not far off.  She bent down and licked my clit.  Not sustained, but brushing licks followed by looking up at me.  Her eyes full now and looking at me.  The vibe in my ass was getting to me.  Then she went to her bedside table and pulled a strap-on out of the drawer.  The dildo looked enormous.  I had a few qualms, and my reaction seemed to push her forward harder.  She strapped it on and turned on the vibe part.  It was touching her clit and she was getting ready to cum herself.  I could see that.
"I'm going to fuck your brains out my dear.  I need to fuck you.  I want to fuck you."
I was moaning and moving as much as the ropes would let me but it wasn't much.   The vibe in my ass was getting to me and I had my first orgasm before she ever pushed her strap on cock into me.
I was going wild.
"Oh, Em, fuck me now.  Push that big cock into me and fuck me senseless.  I love this.  God I'm cumming again."
I was thrashing around as much as I could.  Her "cock" was big and I felt every inch of it as the combination of a cock in my ass and pussy at the same time was driving me wild.  She was tireless.  She fucked me until I had I don't know how many orgasms.   Who could count?  She was beautiful and the sight of her as she relentlessly fucked me was entrancing.  I couldn't move as much as I wanted and she was spot on, her vibrating cock driving into me to again and again.  I didn't realize it but the vibe in her strap-on was giving her orgasms as well.
Then, still wearing the strap-on. she released my bonds and turned me over, pulling me to her.  The vibe in my ass fell out but that didn't slow her down.   She plunged her massive "cock" into me and continued fucking me.  I was almost passing out with pleasure.
"In my ass."  I pleaded.
"Are you sure?" she asked.
"yes, now."  I wanted that huge cock in my ass.  I needed to have one more orgasm and that was what I wanted.
She obliged and pushed that vibrating giant in to my ass.  It took less than a minute and then I had another delicious orgasm from anal sex that I loved so much.  
Finally she pulled out.  I was almost unconscious, but still cumming.  I laid there for maybe a minute maybe more.   She laid next to me, her cock still vibrating as she had an orgasm. We were so wet, our juices were running down our legs.  I was done for the moment, but she had yet another orgasm.  I watched as she writhed and moaned and finally lay still.
It was finally quiet in the bedroom when she turned off the vibrator and took off the strap-on harness. We laid there in each other's arms for a while.  I was spent.  It was only one P.M., and I felt like I had been fucking for two days.
"If that's bondage, count me in for a lot more,"   I finally was able to gasp  And that was what happened.  We spent three days "torturing" each other that week.  I have been back to get more a few times since and we still keep  in contact.  She has a steady girl friend now who fortunately likes three-ways so I still get to the windy city as often as I can.  We have yet to go touring beyond that magical bedroom.

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