Usually I'm against planned sex, planned and scheduled sex lacks the passion and intensity I thrive on but recently I discovered prepared for sex can be just as intense.
It all started while I was away on a long business trip. My wife thought it would be funny to send me dirty pictures while I was working. A nice tit picture, then a kinky panty picture, then a dirty shot of her spread pussy. Immediately my creative juices started to flow. I had 11 days to workout details. First we set up rules: one – no safe words, two – when I was submissive I was not allowed to cum and she wasn't allowed to force me to cum, and three – any desire was open for enjoyment.
After all the rules were ironed out, planning began. Part one, I was the sub. I would be tied to the bed however she liked and for 90 minutes I was hers to do with however she wished with no cumming. Part two, she became the submissive and she would be tied down to out ottoman on her knees. That was what we discussed on the phone. Now we had 11 days to stock up.
Skip ahead eleven days, a warm Saturday night. After settling my luggage she suggested we clean up a bit. She had no problem seeing the questioning look in my eyes. In no time she stepped from the room and back in with an enema bag. We never played with enemas before but it was one of those kinky things we always wanted to try.
So I began to strip and she went and filled the bag with warm sudsy water. I joined her in the bathroom whence she quickly told me to bend over the tub. When I was in a satisfactory position she inserted the enema nozzle deftly and let the water flow. Twenty slow minutes later she told me to stand up and I needed to hold that for 30 minutes. I realized quickly this wasn't going to be easy. The look she gave me was full of dark delight until I said "OK, now it's your turn." I cleaned the bag and nozzle and refilled it with the solution while she stripped. Between the heavy water pressing against my prostate and watching her flesh slowly appear brought my cook to a full attention.
She bent over the side of the tub; I slowly pushed the nozzle into her tight little rectum. As soon as the bag emptied I went to the toilet and began expelling the bag she administered to me well over 30 minutes before hand. I couldn't help but notice her pussy glistening in front of me while she fought to keep it all in. When I had finished cleaning myself, she still had a few minutes so I seized the moment and bent her over the sink and spanked her lightly but firmly. After 10 taps she leapt to the toilet to empty out. I left her to finish up and waited for her in the bedroom.