Chapter 1: Beginning
Unfortunately for us, circumstances had dictated we be away from each other for much of the past month. I had been sent down to Florida for a conference, and you were locked in to attend one yourself in upstate New York. It was a new challenge for us in our marriage. We are somewhat newlyweds (less than two years of marital bliss under our belts), young, and our sex life is very healthy. It isn't merely the sex, though. It is the sense of intimacy, connection, and warmth we share. There is a union and steadfastness to our love that we both revel in and foster. Leaving each other for such a time was a bit difficult and straining, but we both knew it was a test to our love that should only prove it stronger.
I got back home a day before you were scheduled to leave for home as well. After calling to confirm my arrival around nine at night, I fell into bed with a little jet lag and tiredness from waking quite early that morning. I slept soundly and dreamlessly.
My eyes slowly opened as the dawning sun's light crept into the room. The promise of the new day immediately reminds me that you will be home in only a few hours. I cannot help but think of the exploits of passion we have shared on mornings like this, and that we will hopefully share tonight. My body tinglesto life slowly as gooseflesh rises on me. My nipples become pert and a flush of wetness consumes my nether regions. Yes, this will be a wonderful night.
As I look up seeing the ceiling, I suddenly realize my hands can't move. I look to my left in a bit of panic and see you standing next to the bed, a smile on your face as you whisper, "Good morning, my love. Welcome home." You lean down to kiss me, your tongue slipping in me so warm and smooth.
As I go to wrap my arms around you, I am reminded I cannot move. Now fully awake, I feel the tug of my arms cuffed over my head. My legs are spread apart with silk ties and secured to the bed. A brief tug of my arms confirms I am at your mercy, and I stop pulling and surrender to your kiss.
After a long deep tender kiss you pull your tongue from in me. "I wanted to make sure you knew how much I've missed you, wanted you, and needed you. And I want you to know that you aren't getting away from me for a long, long time." You wink and kiss me deeply, as I meet your kiss eagerly, passionately. Too soon you pull back. "Look what I have for my baby girl," you whisper as you slide our bedside table near.
Looking at the table, I immediately understand what is to come. This has been a fantasy we have only explored in part, but we have both wanted to take it much further. It was only a matter of who was to make the first move and when.
My eyes are so large as I survey the table seeing a candle flicker as the hot body wax drips around it; I then notice a dinner fork, a bottle of wine in a bucket of ice, my vibrator, nipple clips, a ball of feathers, body gel, your belt, and one of my favorite things, your purple jelly stick. Smiling you kiss my nipple and slowly stroke my pussy with your full hand. You feel my body definitely respond in anticipation, shivering and tensing.
"What are you going to do to me?" I ask softly.
You smile and say, "I'm going to make you cum; make you my little cum doll; make you what you long to be; my hot little cum whore." You reach for the wine bottle and take a sip from the long narrow neck. "Would you like some, baby to celebrate our reunion?" You ask as you move your mouth close to me, drinking in more wine then pushing your tongue in my mouth and allowing it to drip from your mouth to mine. Some drips on my face as I suck it from your tongue. "This is such good wine, baby." You move the bottle now close to my clit. "It can intoxicate your mind and your body."
I can feel the cold glass bottle move over my clit as your mouth kisses me and licks off the dripping wine. The bottle now rubs my slit. "I'm going to fill all your holes today, baby...every last one." You grin down at me and lick your lips, causing me to shudder with longing. "Need another drink, love?" You ask, as you push the bottle against my pussy lips and pour the wine in my hole as the long narrow neck pushes them apart.
"Ohhh!" I scream and whimper at the feeling of the cold wet wine and then the glass massaging my hole.
"Mmmm, baby, you're making such a mess," you murmur as your mouth goes to my hole and licks up the wine, drinking it from me and licking my thighs. Some spilled under me, but you have a soft towel to absorb the drippings. We both know there will be a lot of that today.
