I hope that both men and women will enjoy this story of a couple who've been together long enough to know each other very, very well, yet still find ways to surprise each other in the bedroom.
I'd like CONSTRUCTIVE feedback, especially from female Literotica contributors.
Abdul.
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His wife surprised him again.
He was propped up in bed in his T-shirt and briefs, covered to the waist in clean sheets channel surfing when she came out of the bathroom wearing wide black Velcro cuffs on each wrist and ankle, and a smile. Had it been a year? Six months? She didn't do this often but damn, he liked it when she did.
Of course every time she did it he silently swore to find those cuffs so he could decide when they did it, but he searched the bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, hall closet, and finally just gave up. She decided when he was going to tie her to the bed. Why complain, he eventually decided, the sex was great twice a week,sometimes three times a week, but whenever she wanted to be tied up he was really, really happy to do it.
He threw off the covers and stood to meet her, smiling. Her smile was subtle, his broad. Her eyes positively danced until he lost sight of them as he took her in his arms and kissed her on the lips. She was warm and smelled... clean.
Her arms didn't respond to his hug. That was part of her game: She wouldn't say a word or resist anything he did until he'd deposited a load of sperm in her cunt. Had they ever talked about this? He couldn't remember ever discussing it but he knew what to do. Her only gesture as he gently directed her to the bed was to hand him the heavy nylon cords she had cut to the perfect size for her confinement.
The bed wasn't king or queen sized, just a regular bed, big enough for two sleepers, and just wide enough for her to lie comfortably with her hands near the headboard's posts. There was no footboard to get in his way as she placed her feet wide apart. He looped the cords through the rings on her cuffs and secured her ankles to the metal legs of the frame before moving up to her right hand. Before he tied her left hand he took a moment to slide an arm under her back and gently lift her and shove a pillow under her ass. She made no effort to either help or resist, just kept smiling and watching his every motion with those big brown eyes. He never asked her, but he was sure she came to orgasms more quickly when her ass was elevated like that. Once she was tied he brushed her hair away from her face gently and bent down to kiss her lips again.
When he straightened up she watched him skin his T-shirt off over his head as he stepped to the foot of the bed, then bend to remove his shorts. His dick waved at half erect as he touched her toes. She kept smiling.
One hand on each big toe was how he started. She kept smiling. He dropped to his knees between her feet, massaging her toes with his palms.
As he moved his hands to tickle her feet she started giggling in anticipation. His smile might actually have gotten bigger. It was hard to tell. She broke into outright laughter as his fingers found the sensitive spot under her arch. She began to struggle against the cuffs, not to escape; she was just writhing against his efforts. He knew she liked it as much as he did and she knew he was right.
Her body stilled as he moved to put his mouth on her left leg, just above the cuff. She had shaved as smooth as silk for him. He kissed, then licked, and began to move up her shin, taking a while at her calf, before moving to the other leg to repeat the process. He glanced at her face as he moved: She was smiling again but her eyes were shut and her white teeth showing now.
He looked back at her legs. In the years they'd been married she'd put on a few pounds and wore most of it in her thighs and belly, but it was certainly nothing to complain about. He resumed licking until he got to the inner joint of her hip.