Post Game Activities

Carol called Sunday night.

"Hi Matt."

"Hi Carol."

"Thanks for the wonderful evening with me and Francine. It was great."

"Thanks. I enjoyed myself too."

"Like I said last football season I want you to come to my place for a weekend. I want you all to myself. No Francine. No Indian friend Meera. Just you and me.

"Can you show up Friday evening? Pack for the weekend. I want to see your creativity used on me. I get wet thinking about it. What do you say?"

"I can make by 7:00 PM."

"Fantastic. Spend all week planning out sexual adventures. Prove how talented you are."

"I can do that."

"Fantastic. I'm going to celebrate with some bourbon. See you Friday!"

I arrived at Carol's place a couple of minutes before 7:00 PM. I walked to her front door with my travel bag.

The pitter patter of footsteps was heard after knocking on her door twice.

Carol swung open the door old half filled old fashioned glass in hand wearing her white robe and a big smile on her face.

"Hi Matt. Come on in. Put your bag anywhere."

I tossed my bag on the sofa.

Carol met me with a big kiss on the lips. I smelled bourbon on her breath.

She pulled away. The white sash on her robe came untied. Her robe opened up several inches. She was nude except for the robe. Out of the corner of my eye I could see she had trimmed her blond bush to almost nothing.

"Can I get you anything?"

"Whatever you're having."

As she walked away towards her kitchen Carol let the robe slide off her body. Her tush swayed back and forth.

Moments later she returned with an old fashioned glass for me half filled with bourbon. She was sporting a big smile on her face.

"Matt, like always you are overdressed. We'll take care of that later, but first a few words about tonight's activities.

"You showed a lot of creativity last weekend with me and Francine. I love creativity. It makes sex better. Show me your stuff and if you don't disappoint, which I know you won't, Meera my India friend and I, will have a special weekend just for you. What do you say?"

"I say yes. You want me to bind you and get you excited for great sex? I'm your guy."

"Fantastic. Let's retire to my bedroom, watch some bondages DVDs, enjoy the bourbon before starting our evening of sexual delight!"

Carol led the way to her bedroom. She grabbed a bondage DVD and got it running. I stripped down to my underwear.

I joined Carol on her bed watching the DVD.

Sipping down the bourbon took 15 minutes.

"I have bed restraints set up under my bed. It eliminates the need for rope. No rope burns."

She rolled out of bed and walked over to the end table with her bondage toys. She opened the drawer.

"I have all sorts of toys in here. Some you may not have used."

She picked up a pin wheel.

"Every use one of these?"

"Yes I have." (See Boom Boom, Brenda and Booze Chapter 8).

"Good. I like it used on my tits when they are tied tight and stick out. Rolled gently on my tits it hurts so good. Just be gentle.

"I've got all sorts of vibrators, dildos, DPs of each, rope, scarves, KY jelly and other goodies. Medical scissors too. Use whatever you want. No spanking, flogging or clothes pins. By the way slide any DP in slowly. My ass requires it. If I hum the "Happy Birthday" song you win. If you run out of ideas I win. Shall we begin?"

"Absolutely."

"How do you want to begin?"

"With the bed restraints."

"Wonderful."

Carol put her arms around, gave me a kiss. I grabbed the eye mask, slid it over her eyes and spun her around twice. Her body teetered side to side. Her sense of balance was shattered. I led her to the middle of her bed.

I pulled the restraints from under her bed. I put them on her right wrist and her left wrist followed by her right ankle and left ankle. Her trim 5' 2" body was in an X formation. She had used them before. They were set perfectly. Carol could move her arms and legs about an inch.

Then I attached a ball gag. The ball gag had been well used. It had teeth marks.

I hopped on the bed, straddled her upper torso and used my thumb and forefinger to twist her nipples. She smiled though the ball gag. I kissed each breast before rolling off the bed.

Returning to the end table with the toy drawer I grabbed the DP vibrator, KY jelly and a 10' piece of rope. I lubed up the DP vibrator thoroughly. I did not turn it on. I slid it gently inside her body per her instructions. Moving it in a clockwise motion once she "ummed" through the ball gag. Taking the 10' length of rope, I tied a crotch tie over the DP vibrator to keep said vibrator in place. Carole smiled through the ball gag again.

I started playing with her right boob. Licking, sucking, tugging with my teeth. My right hand moved the DP in a clockwise motion. Every time the DP touched her clit she went "ummm". Then I quit.

I headed to her kitchen. Fortunately, Carol had a can of Reddi-Wip in her refrigerator. Grabbing the can I returned to the bedroom.

Carol "ummed" when I coated her boobs with Reddi-Wip. A quarter of an inch on each breast. Starting with her left boob I slowly licked then sucked the Reddi-Wip. She "ummed" and twisted her torso to and fro. My left hand rotated the DP.

She twisted her upper body harder. Finishing her left boob I walked around the bed and began the same with her right boob. Carol's reaction was the same. After sucking her right boob clean my right index finger toyed with her slit. She pulled hard on the restraints. Then I quit.

She moved her head around as if looking for me. She looked in vain.

Moving to the foot of the bed. Creeping up the bed my fingernails scrapped her inner tights. I surprised her. She "ummed".

Inserting my right pinkie in her anus she lifted her butt off the bed. Moving my pinkie around her anus she moved her upper torso side to side.

Upon removing my pinkie my hands caressed her boobs like a jelly fish. She "ummed".

After 30 seconds I rolled off the bed.

Again, her head moved around as if looking for me.

I leaned over the bed. My fingers grazed her nipples. She "ummed."

I returned to her kitchen. Opening up the freezer unit I removed several ice cubes and put them on a coffee cup saucer.

Once entering the bedroom, she lifted her head as if looking for me.

I placed the coffee cup on the end table with the toy drawer.

Crawling on the bed I turned the DP onto the lowest setting. She "ummed".

Coffee cup in hand I straddled her torso. I removed two ice cubes and held them over her nipples. Simultaneously, ice water landed on her nipples. She screeched through the ball gag. Without the ball gag she would have awaken the entire neighborhood.

I lowered the ice cubes to her nipples. She tried to sink her body into the bed. I circled her areolas with the ice cubes. Her body jerked in all possible ways. I kept at it.

Carol began to hum the "Happy Birthday" song.

I removed the ball gag.

"Uncle. I give. I quit. You win. Time for some medicinal bourbon."

I began untying her from the wrists and working my way down. Carol removed the eye mask, crotch rope and DP vibrator.

"Once again your creativity wins. I've always had trouble keeping anything in my pussy. No longer. You stay put. As the winner I will fetch your bourbon."

She returned with the bourbon. We laid in bed for a few minutes while Carol resumed normal breathing.

"We're not through for the evening."

Carol sprang from the bed, grabbed handcuffs from the toy drawer and a noose from the other end table drawer. The noose looked like one seen in Westerns.

Without saying anything she put the noose around her neck and cuffed her hands behind her back.

"Lead me downstairs. I have something to show you. Take your underwear off."

Not wanting to disappoint I led her to the basement.

Flipping on the light at the head of the stairs I did not see anything unusual.

Getting to the basement floor I noticed a made bed and a wooden box placed beneath an I beam.

"I want you to help me climb the box, toss the noose rope above the I beam, tie the noose rope to the wall hook and kick the box.

"What?" I exclaimed.

"I want to experience erotic asphyxiation. You will keep me from strangling of course."

"No way. You could break your neck."

"I really want to try it. It is supposed to make sex after the asphyxiation super intense. I spent hours tying the noose. Please let me try!"

"No way."

"Please, please, please."

"Let's compromise. I'll take you upstairs to your bedroom. I will hold the noose up so you can get the chocking sensation and then we will have sex. That's my final offer."

"Well, ok."

I led Carol upstairs. I must admit I was getting sexually excited leading her around nude with a noose around her neck and her hands cuffed. She was totally helpless.

I led her to the foot of her bed.

Before raising the noose rope I asked, "Any last words."

"After this I want you to give me the fuck of my life. When we finish rush me to the bed."

"'Hum' when you are done with me raising the noose and I'll let go."

I slowly raised the noose above her neck.

Carol got on her tip toes. The noose tightened.

She started coughing. Carol hummed.

I immediately dropped the noose rope, loosened it around her neck, moved her to the left side of the bed and stuck my cock into her pussy.

I pumped her hard twice. With her petite 5' 2" body she flipped me over! She pumped me hard in return like she was sex starved.

She started moaning. So loud I put the noose rope in her mouth to bite on.

We both came within ten seconds. Me twice. She more.

She rolled off panting. Then she rolled back my way and gave me a bear hug for a long time.

"Wow! That was the best fuck I've had in decades. Erotic asphyxiation gave me such a rush! Time for more bourbon. I'll get you some, you earned it."

While Carol was in the kitchen I headed for her bathroom. On the way I checked out the end table drawer where she kept her goodies. The drawer had a lot of scarves. All colors, shapes and sizes. I got an idea.

I heard Carol coming from the kitchen. I hopped on the bed. Seconds later Carol entered the bedroom with two old fashioned glasses half filled with bourbon. She was having a bit of trouble walking after drinking so much bourbon.

"Here you go. Mind if I load some bondage porn on my big screen?"

"Not at all. Thanks for the bourbon."

The still naked Carol found and loaded a DVD and joined me on the bed.

"Matt, you passed the test."

"What test?"

"The creativity test. Your reward is a special weekend with my friend Meera and me. I'll call her to come over for introductions, so you can get acquainted."

Carol rolled out of bed, grabbed her cell phone and staggered to her kitchen.

Moments later Carol returned.

"Meera is coming over. You need to get dressed to meet her."

I got dressed.

Carol put on her robe and bikini underwear.

"Aren't you getting dressed?" I queried.

"No. Meera and I are good friends. She's seen me in this robe before if you know what I mean."

I don't think Carol could have put on more clothes anyway due to her intoxicated state.

Fifteen minutes later Meera arrived. She was gorgeous. Huge boobs, light skin color, jet black shoulder length parted in the middle and thick eyebrows. She was a trim 5' 5" with flawless complexion. I guess she was around 30 years old. Meera was wearing a white Ralph Lauren tight fitting linen shirt with black linen slacks and black flats. The shirt was so tight the buttons strained to keep her boobs from busting out. She looked like the Sikh-Canadian porn actress Sunny Leone.

She stuck out her hand and introduced herself.

"Good evening. Meera Singh. Pleased to meet you."

Her perfect English accent displayed her upper class upbringing and education.

"Matt Moore. The pleasure is all mine."

"Carol tells me you are quite innovative sexually speaking."

"I do my best not to bore Carol."

"I'd love to stay longer and get better acquainted, but Carol insisted you are for her alone this weekend. I so look forward to next weekend's adventures. Good evening."

On cue, Carol wrapped her arms around my waist.

"Good evening."

Meera departed.

"You're very possessive."

"Just like I promised!"

"Are you ready to call it a night or can you handle more action?"

"What kind of action?"

"You have many scarves in your end table drawer. If you can handle it I have some great scarves only ideas."

"Handle it? Bring it on buddy."

"Slide to the foot of the bed."

I rolled to the bondage drawer and pulled out all the scarves.

Dropping said scarves onto the bed, I held onto one of the longest ones.

Taking the scarf I knotted it in the middle.

"Open wide." I said to Carol.

She complied. It tied if off tight behind her head, giving her a cleave gag.

"How does that feel?"

"Mummph."

"Turn around and lay on your stomach."

She complied.

Quickly I grabbed two scarves and knotted her wrists.

Just as quickly I grabbed two more scarves and double blindfold her.

Scooting Carol up the bed I tied her ankles together with another scarf.

Due to the shock of my quickness and bourbon effect Carol's body was like deadweight.

I rolled Carol on her back. My mouth sucked her right boob. My right hand toyed with the left boob.

Seconds later I moved to her slit. My mouth engulfed and sucked her slit. She screeched.

Carol started humming the "Happy Birthday" song.

I pulled down the cleave gag.

"Yes?"

"Oh, gawd, you did it again. You win. I'm completely worn out. Please untie me."

"Ok."

I started with her ankles. It took longer to untie than tie. The scarf knots were harder to untie than I imagined.

I rolled her on her stomach to untie the wrist ties. The cleave gag and double blindfold came off easily. I rolled her back on her back.

Carol was so zonked she did not move. She remained sprawled on the bed.

"Need help with your nightwear or are you sleeping nude."

"Ahh, I need a little help. I have a white negligee hanging in my closet. Please get it."

I went to her closet. It took a few second to find the negligee. It was a sheer white spaghetti strap nightgown.

"Here it is."

"Ahh, can you put it on? I'm wiped out."

"No problem. Standup."

Carol struggled to stand up.

I slid the negligee over her head. She fell back on the bed passed out.

I straightened her body out on the bed, placing her head on a pillow.

After putting all Carol's bondage gear away I prepared for bed.

The sun was streaming through the windows when I woke up the next morning. Carol was asleep. She had barely moved. I closed my eyes and continued to lay in bed.

Minutes later I heard Carol stirring. She groaned a couple of times, jumped out of bed and ran toward the bathroom. I heard her throw up. Several times. I walked to the bathroom. Her elbows were on the toilet seat keeping her head out of the toilet bowl.

Carol turned her head towards me. Her face had a pained expression. She threw up some more.

I went to the kitchen to find aspirin and a glass of water.

Returning to the bathroom she flushed the toilet and wiped off her face.

"Take this." I said offering her the aspirin and water glass.

"Thanks."

She took the aspirin and water.

Straining to get to her feet she stumbled to her bed.

"I feel horrible and have a mind splitting headache."

Too much bourbon.

"When I have these headaches, I am worthless for the day."

"Do out want me to stay for a while?"

"You're sweet to offer but no need. I just need to stay in bed until my headache is over. It could take all morning. Why don't you go home. I'll call you later in the week to talk about next weekend."

With that I got dressed.

She was lying on the bed with her eyes closed.

I gave her a peck on the lips.

"Call me anytime this week."

"Ok."

And I left.