She had never tried bondage before today. Her boyfriend had often brought it up but Amy was inexperienced and nervous about trying something that strange, even if it did fascinate her a little. Eventually John wore her down and for his birthday, Amy agreed to try anything he wanted for the day.
John arrived at Amy's apartment at 9:00 in the morning like he did every Saturday for breakfast. He didn't get much sleep the night before because he was too excited thinking about today. His birthday had finally arrived and more than cake or gifts, he was excited to hold Amy to her promise. John waited for Amy to come to the door. The backpack slung over his shoulder was weighed down with as much of his bondage gear as it could hold. It pulled on his shoulder but John didn't care. He was lighter than air; bouncing from excitement. He quickly regained his composure as Amy opened the door.
"Good morning sweety," she greeted as she kissed him on the cheek. "Happy Birthday!" Amy immediately noticed the bulging backpack as John walked in. She too had a restless night thinking about what he had planned. While the idea of John taking control in the bedroom definitely got her excited, Amy feared that being tied up and at his mercy would be far too intense for her.
Amy had visited a few bondage websites the previous night, hoping to get an idea of what she was in for. She dreamed about what she had seen online and the images ran through her head all morning as she made breakfast. When she saw John walk through the door with the backpack butterflies began fluttering in her stomach.
After a nice breakfast of veggie omelets, French toast, and orange juice, John was ready to get started on his birthday plans. He quickly cleared the table and left the dishes in the sink. Grabbing Amy by the wrist, he pulled her to her feet leading her into the living room.
John wrapped his arms around Amy's waist and looked into her eyes. "You remember what you promised me last week for my birthday?" Amy nodded. "And you still want to go through with it?" Again Amy nodded nervously. "There's no need to be nervous baby. It may be a little intense but I promise you that you will love it."
Amy kissed John on the lips and smiled, "I'm ready".
"First thing I need you to do is remove all your clothes," John instructed, "We don't want them getting in the way and It will be impossible to remove them later on".
Amy grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and slowly began to lift it up above her head. John's eyes followed it on its way up. His eyes traveled up her tight toned stomach to her breasts as her shirt rose. It rose past her lacy dark blue bra holding in her firm perky breasts. Amy tossed her top on a nearby chair and turned her back to John. Hooking her thumbs in the waistline of her shorts, Amy bent over as she slid her shorts down her firm ass exposing a matching blue lace thong. She stepped out of her shorts, tossed them on the chair and turned to face John.
His cock twitched in his pants, "I love it but I did say remove ALL your clothes." With a playful pout of her lips Amy reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, tossing it at John. With a shimmy her thong fell to the floor at her feet.
John smiled. He took Amy's wrist and led her to the back of the couch. With the front of her thighs pressed against the couch, John leaned Amy forward until her hands rested on the cushion in front of her. "Don't move," instructed John as he rummaged through his backpack searching for his first length of rope. Rope in hand, John knelt down in front of the couch and positioned Amy's hands. He coiled one end of the rope around Amy's wrists and tied a knot. He took the other end of the rope and tied it to the leg of the large oak coffee table in the center of the room stretching Amy's arms out in front of her. Amy was now unable to move from her bent over position without climbing over the back of the couch.
Knowing that Amy still had a method of escape John returned to his backpack and removed two more lengths of rope. He walked up behind Amy and kissed the small of her back while he spread her legs apart with his foot. This lowered Amy's hips and allowed her to rest her weight on the back of the couch. John quickly tied each ankle to a separate leg of the couch trapping Amy in a wide open, bent over position.
John took a step back to admire his work. Bent over in front of him was his hot young girlfriend tied to the couch in her first bondage experience. He watched as Amy squirmed in her bonds, testing their security. Her head turned as she looked around the room trying to see John to get an idea of his next move. The sensation of being trapped and exposed was a little intense but exciting just as John had promised. The experience was beginning to arouse Amy as she felt her vulnerable pussy moisten.
From his position behind her, John could see Amy's excitement. Silently, he dropped to his knees behind her and brushed his tongue against her wet folds. Amy let out a gasp, surprised by Johns tongue. It slid from her clit down between her lips, delicately tracing her every fold. Each pass of his tongue caused Amy's arousal to rise. Skillfully, John coaxed more and more wetness from Amy's slit.
John grabbed her ass with both hands and continued to probe her sweet hole as Amy attempted to move her hips to meet his mouth. Amy moaned as the pleasure built in her groin. John's face was smeared with her juices and even more dripped down her smooth thigh. Her mind raced as John continued to build her excitement. He brought her close to orgasm yet refused to take her all the way there. Amy moaned and tugged on the rope securing her hands, wanting to reach between her legs and relieve some of her building frustration.
"Oh God," Amy cried, "Quit teasing me and let me cum!"
"This just won't do," said John, removing his mouth from her denied slit. "We can't have you moaning and shouting, the neighbors are going to call the cops." Amy didn't even hear the rustling of the backpack as John dug through it. She was too focused on her own juices tracing their way down her thigh and forming a puddle on the floor. She wasn't paying attention when John knelt down by her face. By the time she realized what he had in his hands, it was too late. The red rubber ball gag had already been forced into her mouth and was being strapped behind her head.
The taste of rubber was a shock to Amy. She shook her head trying to throw off the gag but John had strapped it on too tight. The gag filled her mouth and the rubber ball press against her tongue. Her jaw barely stretched far enough to accommodate the giant intruder. Amy tried to force the gag out and close her mouth but was unable to do so without first loosening the buckle behind her head. Until John decided to release her, she was stuck and unable to protest.
John returned to his position behind his captive and began teasing her dripping wet slit. Soon Amy noticed another sensation on her pussy. It was more firm than John's tongue. Amy could not tell what John was using on her, it didn't really matter. All Amy wanted was to relieve her aching pussy. She tried to move her hips to entice John to fill her with the object in hopes of finally reaching orgasm but with ankles and wrists bound, she couldn't do much. John rubbed the object up and down her slit, coating it in her slick juices. Amy moaned through her gag although the sound was substantially muffled. Just as Amy began to give up hope of the toy ever being inside her, John dragged it up to her tight virgin asshole.
Panic rushed through Amy as she realized the toy must be a butt plug. She tried to yell at John to stop but with the gag, even Amy couldn't understand what she was saying. She had never had so much as a finger in her ass before and now John was rubbing it with a plug, lubricated with her own juices.
John pressed the end of the plug against Amy's hole and watched her squirm. He knew she had never had anything insider her before. John had tried to initiate anal play previously but Amy always waved him off saying "Not tonight, we'll do it some other time." With Amy tied up and unable to protest, this was that time. "Relax baby," he said as he continued to press the plug against her hole. Through Amy's muffled protests her hole began to widen and accept the intruder that stretched her further than ever before. Finally, with a POP the toy secured itself inside her.
It was an uncomfortable yet interesting feeling for Amy to have her ass filled. It wasn't painful and not nearly as horrible as she expected. With this toy plugging her ass, Amy hoped that John would return to her needy pussy, still dripping wet. Her hope was fulfilled as she heard John remove his clothes.
Naked, John's cock stood firm pointing, like a compass, to Amy's warm cunt. He walked forward and pressed the tip of his cock against her pussy. Amy moaned in the pleasure of knowing what was about to come. John continued moving forward easily sliding his hard cock into her velvety hole.
Never in her life had Amy felt so full. The plug in her ass was stretching her open while John's cock reached deep inside her. The feeling was different for John as well. He could tell the plug was filling her well because everything was a little tighter. He slid out as easily as he had entered until only the tip of his cock was still inside his girlfriend. John pressed into Amy again but with more force this time. When he buried himself as deep as he could, his pelvis pressed against the butt plug sending jolts of pleasure through Amy. He pulled almost completely out again and then slammed into his captive. John continued sawing into Amy, each time purposely going far enough to contact the plug. The sensations kept building up inside Amy. While it wasn't impossible for her to reach orgasm through penetration alone, it did take a long time.
