Last Episode:
In chapter 2, I had given my neighbour Dianne likely the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced. My wife, Barb had gone to spend an afternoon with friends and the opportunity to hook-up with Dianne had presented itself.
When Barb returned she asked, "How did it go with her while I was at Abby's?"
I could only smile and replied, "She's on her way to getting hooked". I didn't have to explain. Barb knew what I meant. And she went into our house to get dinner ready.
Background:
A few weeks ago, I had come inside to grab a beer and found Barb at her computer watching lesbian porn. It was a big surprise since she had never expressed an interest in girl/girl action and never mentioned bi tendencies. I can't say I was not intrigued and decided to discuss it with her later.
Our own sex life was quite active and since we decided not to have kids, we were free to pursue some hedonistic activities. On vacations, we have done some spouse swapping but never bisexual swinging. While we were not a Ds couple, we found that she enjoyed being submissive in the relationship and was turned on by bondage and orgasm delay/denial. And I enjoyed being in control of her passions. As time went on, our play had become more and more intense and we added pain and torture to the mix. She loved the intensity of the pain and the way it heightened her orgasms. She had become an endorphin junkie hooked on the adrenaline rush.
After I caught her with the lez-porn, I wanted to know what it was about. Barb told me that she's been fantasizing about having a girl to dominate, tease, torture and control the way that she was controlled by me. But she couldn't bring one of her friends into it and she wasn't about to start up with some stranger. When the pandemic hit, put her desires on hold. And then she thought of Dianne who had moved in next door last July. She suggested that I get more "friendly" with Dianne who was a single divorcee and not able to socialize much due to COVID-19. She thought that if I were able to seduce Dianne then I'd somehow be able to make her "available" to Barb. Since Barb means the world to me, I agreed to do anything to make her happy...
Chapter 3
I finished my yard work and went into the house to shower and get cleaned up for dinner. Barb had made her special spaghetti and opened a vintage Chianti. Over dinner Dianne wanted to all about my afternoon with Dianne. I recounted how Dianne had made to overture to me. Barb almost fell off her chair!
"That horny bitch!" she laughed, "Hitting on MY wonderful husband!!"
As I told Barb about the rest of the afternoon, I could sense that she was getting very turned on herself. She kept shifting positions in her chair and I could see her nipples stiffening behind her lace bra and silk blouse.
After dinner, we started to clear the dishes and as she was loading the dishwasher, I walked up behind her, held her tits in my hands and nuzzled her neck. With my boner pressed hard against her ass, I whispered, "Let's leave this for later and go upstairs..."
Barb turned to face me, kissed me hard and then took my hand in hers and lead me to the bedroom. Once there she sat at the foot of the bed with me standing in front of her. With lighting speed she unbuckled my belt, undid my jeans and pulled down my shorts. In no time at all, my cock was in her mouth. It was exquisite.
For the next eternity, she circled her tongue around the tip, nibbled, licked and kissed my rigid shaft, and sucked my balls.I had both of my hands in her hair as she gave me a most delicious blow job. And when I tensed up and she felt the cum
about to erupt, she took all of me into her mouth and I blasted semen down her throat. She took it all, released my cock from her oral grip and licked the final squirts.
It was fantastic!! My knees were a bit wobbly but I felt great. I needed that after tantalizing Dianne in the afternoon with no release for me. I told Barb that I needed to bathroom for a few minutes and when I returned to the room, I found Barb naked and standing at the foot of the bed where I had been moments before.
Our bed was an antique wrought iron four poster. Everyone who saw it thought that it was quaint and no one really appreciated how useful it was for us. The bondage possibilities were almost endless. Standard spread eagle on the bed. Hog-tie. Suspension. Legs up and spread. and many more. The bed was heavy and I had taken the opportunity to have rings welded in strategic locations disguised as ornaments. No casual observer would have seen the bed as a bondage device.
Barb's body was amazing. At 5 foot 6 inches and about 120 pounds she was fit and toned. She works out almost everyday in our home gym and has a female trainer come in twice a week. She is well muscled and taut. She keeps her pussy trimmed with just a light "peach fuzz" above her labia. Her firm breasts are 36C with dark areolae and perky nipples. She is, what every red-blooded male would call "very fuckable".
And now she is standing there, patiently waiting for her reward.
I pulled out the "toy box" from under the bed and retrieved the soft wrist cuffs. Attaching one to each wrist and making them just tight enough not to come off. Next was the rope which I attached to the rings on the top of each post while standing on the bed. Silently, I attached the end of each rope to the D-ring on each cuff and hoisted her arms over her head. I kissed her passionately at this point and she reciprocated sucking my tongue into her mouth. I broke the embrace, spread her legs and bound her ankle cuffs to the legs of the bedframe.
And for good measure, I pulled the 'wiffel' ball gag out of the box, she willingly opened - and I tightened the strap. Standing back, I admired my handiwork and her delectable body. I took a step towards her and put my hand on her pussy. It was not only sopping wet but was radiating heat. She was so hot that her pussy was hot!
