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Restrained
by PonyBoy (pony_fans@hotmail.com)
***
A restrained Saturday morning is bliss for a naked,
blindfolded wife. (MMF, F/beast, d/s, anon-sex)
***
Laura awoke to find Martin already up and out of bed.
Sleepily, she crawled out of bed and padded down the
hall toward the living room. Martin stood in the
kitchen, putting the water on for her morning cup of
tea. Stepping up behind him, she slid her arms around
his waist, and lay her head against his back.
"Morning, baby," Martin said. "Sleep well?"
"Mmmm, like a rock," she replied. "I didn't even feel
you get out of bed."
Martin turned his body within her grasp, until he faced
his wife. Her naked breasts pressed against his T-
shirt-covered chest, savoring his warmth. He reached
behind her, cupping her firm buttocks in his hands.
"Ready for your day to begin?"
Laura's eyes met his. She remembered the discussion
they'd had the night before. This was to be a day of
excitement. It was to be a day for nothing but physical
pleasure for both of them. Martin was to be in control.
She was to remain naked, keeping herself available to
his every whim.
Laura trusted her husband completely. He was not the
type to degrade or humiliate her in any way. She knew
he would not ask her to do anything she was against.
Martin being in control simply took responsibility away
from her. It was a way of getting her to try new
things, a way of removing apprehension and lowering
inhibitions. She knew he wouldn't force her into
anything, but he would ask her to do a few things she
might not otherwise do.
"Let me shower and wake up a bit," she replied, "then
I'm all yours." She pulled away from him and turned to
go back down the hall.
"Ok," he said, "but you won't be just mine today."
Laura turned, giving him a slight grin, and winked, "I
was hoping you'd say that, after all it's the weekend."
As Laura stood in front of the mirror brushing her
hair, she examined her body closely. Her breasts were
still firm and high, her tummy still flat. Although in
her 40's, the years had been kind to her. She still
passed for someone 15 years younger, and never failed
to turn heads wherever she went. Her mind wandered as
she thought about the day ahead of her. What did her
husband have planned? Did he in fact have anything
planned at all, or would he be making things up as he
went along?
Placing the brush on the vanity, she gave her tummy a
pat and turned sideways. She went to the dresser and
chose a simple gold waist chain. Placing it around her
torso, she looked at the overall effect. Her golden
brown hair framed her face beautifully. Light make-up
highlighted her eyes. The waist chain was the only
ornamentation she wore. She was ready for whatever her
husband had cooked up for her.
Martin whistled as Laura appeared in the living room.
She quietly made her way over to where he sat on the
couch. He watched her pert nipples as she bent over
before him. She smiled as he looked up into her eyes.
"Now I'm ready for whatever you have floating around in
that dirty little mind of yours," she said through a
grin. "How would you like me?"
She suddenly threw herself onto her back on the sofa
next to him, spreading her legs instantly. "Would you
take me here, ravage me on the sofa?" Laura giggled
heartily.
He smiled at her, "Maybe." He reached over and stroked
her calf. "Maybe I'll just take you once in every room
of the house."
"Oooooo," she squealed. "There are ten rooms in this
house, are you sure you're up to it?"
"I'll have help," he replied.
Martin stood and went to the door, unlocking it and
turning on the porch light. He then crossed the room
to a small armless rocking chair. After placing the
chair in the center of the room, he went to the
computer desk. Laura couldn't see what he took from the
drawer, but a tingle went through her none the less.
Martin turned to his wife and smiled at her as she saw
the blindfold and handcuffs in his hands.
Her pulse quickened as he crossed the room toward her.
He took her wrist in his hand and placed a handcuff
around it. He repeated the process on the other wrist,
securing them in front of her. He then guided her off
the sofa and into the rocking chair. Laura held her
hands in her lap as Martin walked behind her and put
the blindfold over her eyes. Martin stood back and
looked at his wife.
"No, those hands are in the way," he said as he
approached her again.
He released one wrist and drew her arms behind her,
then secured her wrists around the back of the chair.
From his vantage point behind her, he could see her
breasts rising and falling as her breathing deepened.
He ran his hands down her upper body, gently stroking
his fingertips over her stiffening nipples. Laura
stifled a gasp as she heard the front door open.
She felt the presence of someone beside her husband,
obviously looking down upon her nudity. Her cheeks
flushed and a thrill ran up her spine as the person
moved around in front of her. Martin's fingertips
traced over her stiff nipples as she suddenly felt warm
breath between her open thighs.
She fought her first instinct to close them quickly.
Her husband's hands massaging her breasts reassured her
that all was OK. As if on cue, Martin whispered in her
ear, "Relax. Just enjoy the sensations."
The face between her thighs slowly came closer. Lips
soon found the tender spot to the inside of her thigh.
She felt a jolt run through her as the lips parted and
a tongue gently stroked upward. The hot breath swirled
over her labia and rustled through her pubic mound. The
mouth released her, adjusted, then returned an inch
closer to her dampening womanhood.
Soon, hands joined those of her husband in fondling her
breasts. Her breathing became more ragged as the lips
trailed their way closer to her rapidly swelling sex.
She moaned aloud as the tongue grazed her labia. Laura
strained to see under, over, or even through the
blindfold, attempting to see to whom the glorious
tongue belonged to. She felt herself moisten even more
as the tongue slide its way along her outer lips, only
to stop at the top of her engorged clitoris. The mouth
released her briefly, the breath never leaving her
steaming sex.
Hands soon found their way to her thighs and opened
them further, spreading her thick labia, exposing her
fully to the person between her legs. She groaned and
lifted her hips as the tongue slid inside her,
exploring her deeply. She felt a mustache tickle her
throbbing clitoris as the tongue slowly drove into her.
She rocked her hips forward, hoping to catch more of
the invader between her quivering lips.
The tongue withdrew and slipped its way up to her
clitoris. Laura gently pulled at her restraints,
wishing she could pull the face harder into her sex.
She longed to be able to cradle the head in her hands,
running her fingers through the hair of the owner of
such a talented tongue. The mouth opened, and her
entire clitoris was gently sucked inside, the tongue
gently painting its entire length.
She felt a finger tip slide inside her dripping pussy,
reveling in the sensation it caused to spread over her
lower body. The finger danced just inside her opening,
igniting tiny strumming sensations throughout her sex.
Behind the blindfold, her eyes finally closed as she
relaxed to enjoy whatever her lovers had to give.
Martin had not been idle during this time. He bent
forward over his wife and took a nipple between his
lips. She could feel his now naked chest against her
shoulder. She tried to reach up for his cock, which she
was certain would be erect by now. While her bonds
frustrated her efforts, they also added to the
excitement of the situation. She had no idea who was
between her legs, but frankly, she didn't much care at
that point.
The tongue continued to gently pluck at her clitoris,
bringing her closer to orgasm with each exciting
second. Suddenly, the mouth released its grasp on her
dripping sex. The finger withdrew, and Laura heard the
sound of rustling clothing. She moaned aloud as she
felt the unmistakable feeling of the person's hard cock
slip between her engorged labia, and poise itself at
her entrance.
She shuddered as it slowly slid forward, opening her
soaked pussy wide to accommodate it. Laura held her
breath as the cock slid into her, marveling at its
size. She was surprised at its girth. It stretched her
opening deliciously. Laura felt the hard shaft graze
the very tip of her throbbing clitoris as it continued
to slowly make its way into her now soaked vagina.
The friction of his hardness against her clit caused
her to suddenly inhale sharply. When finally it was
buried inside her to the hilt, she moaned once more. He
held himself still, completely inside her, their pubic
hair intertwined. He then started to slowly withdraw.
Martin released his wife's nipple and came around from
the back of the chair.
Placing his erect cock at her lips, he slipped it back
and forth between them. His wife opened her mouth to
allow Martin to slip himself deep into her mouth.
Martin looked over at the man between his wife's legs
and smiled. When the man was half way withdrawn from
his wife's trembling pussy, he nodded his head and
mouthed the word, "Now."
The cock inside Laura suddenly burst forward into her.
She lurched forward as the raging hard on repeatedly
filled her and withdrew. The man's hips were a blur as
he hammered himself deeper into her now quivering
pussy. Laura tried to scream out with pleasure, but her
husband's cock wouldn't allow it. The raging organ
thrust inside her with a fury Laura thought impossible.
Her hips heaved toward his, attempting to match his
blinding rhythm.
The sensations welled up inside her to the point of
boiling over. His shaft maintained constant contact
with her clitoris, the friction driving her closer to
the brink. The erection frantically fucking her
suddenly swelled up inside her. Laura felt the hard
cock become even harder. Without warning, she came.
Martin withdrew his cock from his wife's mouth as he
felt her orgasm overtake her.
Laura screamed out as the first wave of climax washed
over her. The pounding cock erupted inside her as it
kept up it's relentless pace. Her face and chest turned
deep crimson as her vaginal muscles clutched at his
shaft. He slammed into her harder as his load shot deep
inside her. She wailed out loud as her body convulsed
beneath the man.
Light danced through her brain. She screamed through
clenched teeth as she bore down hard on the spasming
organ still spewing deep inside her vagina. The man
between her legs began to slow his pace as Laura's
orgasm began to subside. She gasped for breath as her
body began to relax.
His movements became less frantic as he leaned forward
and kissed her for the first time. Her nostrils flared
as she hungrily returned his kiss. He ground to a halt,
reveling in the sensations of her spasming pussy
alternately clenching then releasing his softening
tool. Laura then seemed to collapse as he withdrew
from her. He quickly pulled his pants back up, and left
the house the way he came in. Laura mentally kicked
herself for not asking him who he was. She knew Martin
would never tell her.
Laura's senses became alert when she heard Martin snap
his fingers. He stood over her and held her thighs
spread apart. Suddenly, she felt a wide rough tongue
slip up between her wide-open pussy lips. The rough
tongue lapped hungrily at the combination of the man's
cum and her own thick lubricating fluids. She knew that
it was Woody, their Black Lab.
Woody buried his tongue deep inside her, scouring the
liquids from within her pussy. She undulated her hips,
her breathing deepening once again. The tongue moved
rapidly within her, touching places as yet untouched by
any man. Its tip flicked in and out of her opening as
the dog steadily lapped at her excited sex.
She felt her lubrication flowing once more, adding to
the cum already flowing out of her. Suddenly she felt
her husband release one of her wrists, only to re-
secure them in front of her. She held and petted the
Lab's head as his relentless tongue dipped repeatedly
into her steaming sex. Her hips began to thrust of
their own volition, trying to get the most pleasure
possible from the long, rough tongue.
Woody did his part, feasting on her soaked sex. All too
soon, Woody slid his tongue from her clutching vagina.
Laura shuddered as the tip made final glancing contact
with her hypersensitive clitoris. She moaned hungrily
at the sensations racing through her. She had an idea
what was coming next. Martin confirmed her thoughts by
leading her out of the chair and guiding her to her
knees. She felt the remnants of the mystery man's cum
begin to leak out of her pussy, sliding down her thick
labia.
Woody's tongue found her pussy again from behind. Laura
again moaned aloud as the tongue tunneled its way
inside her, scooping more of the fluids from the
source. Again, she wiggled her shapely ass at her pet,
sending his tongue deeper into her. The roughness of
the tongue sent tingling sensations through her pussy
and up through her tummy. Woody withdrew his tongue
from her and lapped hungrily at the thick labia still
dripping the combined fluids of her previous coupling
with the stranger. He continued the oral ministrations
for a few seconds, then backed away from his mistress.
Laura's breathing became deep and ragged as she felt
her Lab mount her. She leaned forward to present her
wide-open pussy to his hot, pink erection. He closed in
behind her, his hips beginning to undulate before he
was even within range of her sex. Woody thrust several
times before hitting the mark. She screamed as if
struck as his throbbing shaft quickly filled her to the
brim. His hot cock blazed into her, his back arched as
the instinct to fertilize the female overtook him.
He thrust deep into her soaked pussy, impaling her on
his hard cock. The Lab began a rapid pace, his haunches
a blur as he repeatedly pounded himself into her.
Unintelligible noises came from Laura's mouth. Her face
was a mask of lust and concentration. Behind the
blindfold, her eyes slowly opened as she felt his cock
begin to swell inside her. His knot was beginning to
form just inside the opening of her soaked vagina.
Although the mystery man's cock had been deliciously
thick, nothing could compare to the size of the knot
forming inside her now. The tip of his organ kissed her
cervix as he gave a mighty lunge, burying himself
completely inside her quivering pussy. The knot
suddenly swelled to its fullest within her, tying them
together.
Laura felt the heat begin deep within her belly as the
first shots of Woody's load began to squirt inside her.
She suddenly exploded in a gut wrenching orgasm of her
own. Her hips thrust back at her pet, forcing his
erupting cock to bounce off of her cervix, which sent
electric shocks up her spine. Martin watched his wife
convulse beneath their dog. The Lab had stopped
thrusting, collapsing on her back exhausted.
Laura, however, had not stopped. Her hips worked his
cock back and forth inside her as she rode him through
her orgasm. His huge knot sealed his essence deep
within her. Martin saw his wife's pussy muscles clench
at the huge organ as it emptied itself into her. She
groaned aloud once again as her orgasm finally washed
over her and subsided.
It took several minutes for Woody's erect cock to
shrink enough to allow him to withdraw. As his knot
withdrew from her, cum ran out of her in a gush. She
felt the hot fluid running down the back of her legs as
it poured forth from deep within her womb. Martin
wasted no time. He gently rolled Laura over onto her
back and slid his aching cock deep into his wife.
He began to fuck her with short, quick strokes. Laura
reached up and held Martin around the neck as he
pounded his cock into her hot, soaked vagina. She
couldn't remember his cock ever being as hard and hot
as it was at that very moment. His hips rocked into
hers, causing the root of his erection to pound at the
area around her clitoris, sending vibrations throughout
her sex. His excitement was apparent to her. He
wouldn't last long.
Martin thrust rapidly into his wife, reveling in the
sensations that surrounded his cock. She was always so
much hotter after Woody had taken her. Cum gushed out
of her around his driving cock. Liquid ran down her ass
as he slammed into her, deeper with each thrust. It
quickly drove him over the edge. He ground his cock
into her to the hilt and exploded. She groaned, pulling
him closer to her as he emptied himself inside her. Her
pussy was awash with the combined fluids, and she felt
the mixture trickle down between her cheeks.
Her husband collapsed upon her, his shrinking cock
twitching inside her. Minutes later, Martin withdrew
and rolled off of his wife. He rose up on one elbow and
slowly removed the blindfold. Laura blinked several
times, her eyes getting used to the daylight pouring
through the window. She looked over to Martin and
smiled.
"Wow," was all she could think of to say.
Martin kissed his wife gently, removing her handcuffs
as he did. "Come on," he said, pulling her to her feet.
"Let's get some lunch. It's barely afternoon and you
still have a whole day of this ahead of you."
"What else could you have in mind?" she giggled.
"All I'll say is you're going to need your strength,"
he said. "So let's eat."
Laura felt herself gush as she stood. "I'll meet you in
the kitchen," she replied. "Right now I need to go
clean up," she laughed as she padded down the hall.
"You're going to need a lot of strength too," Martin
said to himself, watching her ass wiggle down the hall.
"A lot of strength."
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