All tied up

Every once and while, my husband Marc brings home a skin flick and we watch it together. It isn't very a very frequent occurrence, but it does tend to spice up our sex life. Marc puts on silk pajamas, and I put on a sexy nighty and wear my long silk robe. I never know what he is going to bring home, but he tries to find movies that are more in the romantic mood and less on the raunchy side. It usually ends with a great night of sex once we get it going. One recent Saturday, Marc said he was going to go over to the video store and get a movie for that night. I was thinking that he would come home with a typical lighthearted comedy or some kind of "chick flick" that we usually enjoy together. When he got back I asked what he had found, he came up with a sheepish grin and said that he was thinking more in terms of a "wild movie" tonight. He came over and gave me a big kiss and asked if that was OK? Well, it had been more than a week since we had had sex, so the idea did sound pretty good. With the plans made, we had a nice dinner with a delicious red wine, and then had an after dinner drink. We went upstairs and while I was brushing my hair and getting into my "evening clothes" Marc brought me a glass of champagne for a "dressing drink" he said, "to relax you". We came back downstairs and I spread out a big satin comforter in front of the TV and Marc closed all of the blinds and poured yet another glass of champagne. I had a delicious buzz from the drinks and I was in a relaxed mood to enjoy the movie. I don't even remember what the name of the flick was, but it was well pretty well done and had some beautiful women in it that really appeared to be enjoying themselves. The liquor was taking effect and with the explicit sex on the screen I was getting warmed up to say the least. After a couple of scenes of good sex, the movie had a scene where the girl looked remarkably like me. Not that I am a glamour star, but she bore a striking resemblance, similar build, hair and face. Marc even noted that she looked like me and I had to agree. In the movie the scene moved along through the typical preliminaries. Then, as the guy and girl were getting pretty passionate, the guy looped restraints on her arms and legs and tied her to the bed. He then proceeded to ravish her body. He teased and excited her until I thought that she was going to scream. I was almost squirming for her as the guy drove her to total ecstasy. This wasn't a leather and fetish type of domination thing. It was more like achieving the ultimate in pleasure. With restraints on her arms and legs the girl couldn't do anything but enjoy it and she gave in to all of her passion and desires, and the guy wasn't into domination, just totally pleasing her and himself. Marc had sometimes joked with me that he was going to time me up and have his way with me. I had always laughed and said; yea, sure, but we had always taken it as a joke, not as anything that we would ever really do. If I was ever going to be tied up, this was definitely more like I had mind, more loving than anything else. As I watched with my eyes glued to the screen, the man brought the girl to orgasm after orgasm, taking her in different ways, building a mountain of pleasure and sensation. Bringing her to a point where she would do anything for him finally having him deliver a creamy finish all Ankara escort bayan over her blindfolded face and into her open mouth. The girl, wanting to experience everything that he could give her really enjoyed his final finish. As the scene ended I was holding on to Marc's arm, and, as the guy came, I realized that I was probably going to bruise him with my grip. Marc leaned over and kissed me deeply. As we broke the kiss, he made commented that "this scene really turned you on didn't it?" I had to gasp, "yes, that was very sexy." The next thing he said was, "well, since you enjoyed watching it so much, would you like me to do that to you?" Mmmmmmm I replied, "that does sound delicious right now." And it did, what with watching that much passion, and the alcohol, I would have been agreeable to almost anything he had offered. Marc and I toasted our champagne glasses together and he said, "here is to a most pleasurable new experience." We kissed and went upstairs. Marc slowly took off my silk robe and we slid down on the bed in another sensuous kissing session. "Are you fit to be tied now?" he asked. I was enjoying things pretty well as they were, but I guess that I had made the commitment to do it and with the champagne taking effect the thought was exciting me more and more. "Yes, but"...I started to say, but he shushed me, "I think I know exactly what you need." With that he got up out of bed and went to the closet, returning with a bunch of his old silk neckties. He kissed me again, and then proceeded to remove my nighty. Usually he explores my body as he does that, but tonight there was none of that, just some hugging and kissing. I was already hungry for his touch on my body, anywhere on my body. Finally he kissed his way up to my wrist and then looped a tie around it and tied it into a very loose loop. I figured that I could probably wriggle out of it, if I really had wanted to. Marc then did the same with my other wrist, and then each ankle in turn. I yearned for him to be touching me and pleasing me, and the anticipation was filling me with desire. Marc looped the ends of the ties over the bedposts. The ties were pretty loose, only tight enough that I couldn't touch my other wrist and take it off. I said, "this isn't going to do much", but Marc was insistent, "It will be plenty, the idea is just enough that you can't do everything that you want to do, you'll have to beg me to do it for you". He did the same with the legs and then came over and rolled a scarf and told me to lift my head. "I don't need that", I protested. Marc shushed me again, telling me I didn't have a choice, what was I going to do about it. He had a point, I was not in any position to argue, I lifted my head and he gently tied the blindfold over my eyes. He was in control right, now I was feeling totally vulnerable, naked on the bed, tied up and blindfolded; he could do whatever he wanted with me. He brought the champagne glass to my lips again and gave me a final sip to savor. He lay down beside me on the bed and told me how beautiful I was. He leaned over me and when I felt his lips on mine I kissed back reflexively. I wanted to bring my arms around him, to reach out and touch him, but I found myself tugging at the bonds. His kiss was demanding and passionate. All of my response was channeled Escort Balgat through my lips. It was all I had in contact with him. It was probably the most passionate kiss I have ever given, and Marc could feel it too. As we broke the kiss, he sighed, "Ohhhhhh, I think this is going to be good". He kissed me on the lips a few more times and then worked his way over to my ears and neck, and then started kissing towards my breasts. As his mouth kissed around nipple I lifted it for him to kiss, he broke away for a moment and when he came back down his cold lips wet from champagne enveloped my nipple and the feeling was like getting hit with an electric shock. He sucked and then gently bit my nipple and flicked it with his tongue. Again, his only contact with me was through that one place where he was touching me and that made the feeling of the touch that much more intense. He then started sucking the other nipple with a refreshed cold mouth and was pinching and rubbing the nipple that he had just finished sucking. I gasped and tried to reach his head with one arm to force him harder to my chest, but just couldn't touch it. I could only try to lift my body up toward him to get more pressure and intensity in his touch. Marc came up for air and continued pinching and squeezing my nipples. By now they were harder than pencil erasers and I was aching for more. Marc now started rubbing and sucking all over my tits, it was almost a release to get more feeling and touch from him. Finally! I had wanted this for so long, even though it was likely that we had been here for only a few minutes. This was exquisite torture but I was totally enjoying all of the touch and pleasure that he was giving me. Marc worked his way down my body to kiss the inside of my ankles and then started kissing down my leg and working his way down to my pussy. He was now breathing on my bush and kissing the insides of my thighs, I always love the way he uses his tongue, and I lifted myself to him. He had his hands on my hips from underneath, and held me back down, and kissed my thighs and the top of my bush more. I was going crazy. Normally I would have grabbed his head and put him where I needed him, but he was in control and was driving me to distraction. "Please" I gasped. "Please what?" he asked. "God, please", I pleaded. He kissed more around my opening, nibbling just to the edge and blew more of his breath right on my clit. He was so close, I could feel how close, but couldn't see, I could only feel his breath on me. After what seemed like forever, he finally began licking my pussy lips, and along the sides of my clit. I wanted more of his touch, his lips on me there. He then came up and covered my clit with his mouth. The release was like a flood, I grasped his head between my legs, hoping to hold him there, afraid he would pull back away and tease me more. He pulled my legs more open, but instead of pulling back, he pressed over me with his mouth and tongue and slid his hands from my hips up to my breasts. Now I could respond and lift myself to his mouth, If I could have gotten my hands free I would have pounded on the back of his head, it was so good. He was devouring me with his lips and tongue and I was writhing in pleasure. Having his touch all over me, with his lips on me and his hands on my tits, Batıkent escort pinching my nipples, it was a release of the pent up tension and I was in heaven. I was gasping and lifting my hips to him, wanting him to give me more. Waves of orgasm washed over me and I was bucking with pleasure. I am very sensitive just after I come and Marc knows just how to softly keep me there, not doing so much that I totally explode yet not allowing me to come down from the pleasure. With my hands above my head and not able to touch him as I always do, this was torture and pleasure all mixed into one. Marc came up for air and kissed my nipples and worked his way to my mouth and I tasted my wetness in his kiss. With each different touch came another soft wave of pleasure. I felt him bring his cock and press it between my breasts, moving up and down fucking between my tits. I love to feel his firm cock between my tits and Marc pressed my tits together wrapping them around his cock, just as I usually do for him. As he reached the top of his stroke I put my mouth down and opened it, not being able to see, but knowing where it was from his touch. The next stroke up I felt his cock touch my lips. I strained to lick the end of his cock and tasted him for the first time that night. With each stroke I would lick and suck just the end of his cock, he wasn't giving me much of it, but was enjoying my tits and lips. I was trying to get more of his cock in my mouth on each stroke, but he just pulled back before I could capture it, all I could get in was a lick or a bit of a suck to the head and it was gone again. Marc said, "You look so sexy there with your mouth open, waiting for me". I could taste his precum, I wanted more, I wanted him in my mouth. "Let me have it all" I begged. "You want it all?" he asked. "Please let me suck your cock, " I begged.I couldn't believe that came out of my lips. I am pretty proper, I never talk "dirty", but more than anything else right then I wanted to suck his cock. As he reached the top of the next stroke, he just kept pushing and slid his cock right up into my mouth. I rocked my head back and let his entire cock go right down my throat. I started licking the bottom of his shaft and swallowing so that his cockhead could feel the pulsations in my throat. I was doing everything that a woman can do to pleasure a man with her mouth. Marc let up and gave me a chance to breathe again and moved off to one side of the bed. Since we were closer to one side of the bed I could grasp him with one hand and keep him in my mouth as I teased and licked him. I was sucking and devouring his cock pulling and licking and then pulling him deep in my throat and swallowing him until his balls were against my chin. After a bit more of this I pulled him toward me and he came over me into a "sixty nine" position. I grasped his bum and arched my head back and pulled his hardness down deep into my throat as he began eating me again. I love it when a man is deep in my throat. I can hold him there and feel the pulse of his cock. As I sucked hard and swallowed, and swirled my tongue around his cock Marc groaned with pleasure. I could control him somewhat and allowed him to move in and out of my mouth, and then would again pull him down deep in my throat for long hard suck. Marc was now sucking my clit and working his fingers in and out of me and in time with him fucking my throat. As I would pull him down for another suck he would press more into my dripping wetness with his fingers and suck harder on my clit. The pleasure that we both were feeling was fantastic. Marc licked down and swirled around my rosebud with his tongue.