Restrained Love

Copyright Sept. 2021

Hi there! My name is Andrea Dark, or well it used to be until about 8 years ago when I became Andrea Norman. My friends all call me Andie and you can too since I'm about to share some very intimate and personal information with you about how I became the happy person I am today.

Like I said, my name used to be Andie Dark, until my husband cheated on me with my best friend. I forgave and overlooked a lot of things in our 10 year marriage, mainly because of our kids, but that one I just couldn't overlook or forgive. After the divorce, I had pretty much given up on love. Even my subscription to the Hookup dating site wasn't giving me any good dating possibilities or even a decent one-night stand. Just no one peaked my interest, then I found this app called Lovebox. It was an app for everyone to just chat and flirt. I decided it couldn't be any worse than Hookup so I joined.

I joined several chatrooms, but most were boring. Until I found this one called "Pure Nudity." That's where I met Joe, Joe Norman to be specific. Joe is a few years older than me, but who cares, love isn't defined by age. Like me Joe had been in a long-term relationship with his high school sweetheart. They had been married for about 15 years when he found out his wife had been cheating on him. They divorced and never saw each other unless it involved their kids.

Joe and I didn't really interact at first. I just had this feeling that for whatever reason he didn't like me. One day, after I had gotten upset with the group owner of Pure Nudity and told them off, Joe asked me if he could send me a friend request, although puzzled I said yes. It was funny because I then told Joe that I had thought he didn't like me. Turns out that Joe had never talked to me for the same reason, but that he had hoped we would start talking. Joe and I started talking and he invited me to join his group called "Erotic Dreams." Joe and I started talking everyday and discovered how much we actually had in common and developed this undescribable connection. Neither of us could explain it, and I feared I was falling for Joe and falling hard. I didn't want to tell Joe how I felt because I figured that he would be like most men that I had found intriguing and live far away, and even if he didn't, that he wouldn't feel the same way.

We were just like two friends who had a lot in common, or so I thought. We exchanged pictures and sexted almost everyday, and some of those sexting conversations got rather graphic on both sides. The nice thing about Joe was that we could have just a nice conversation too and feel just as comfortable. Joe and I talked for over six months. We just kept growing closer even though we had never met. We joked about it, but neither of us had ever revealed or asked where the other lived. I think it was because we were scared to ruin it. Or maybe just too content with what we had developed. I knew I wanted more, but was also realistic enough to know it would likely never happen.

For me, living out in the country has it's advantages, no nosy or loud neighbors. But the downside is thay it does make shopping rather hard. One day I decided that I needed to get some new clothes and the nearest mall was two hours away. So after my normal conversation with Joe, I told him I would be back online later that evening as I needed to get some shopping done. We made an online date for later that night and I went shopping.

I hate crowds, but I went into the mall and started my clothes shopping. I found this really cute little black dress and I wanted to see it in the full length mirror, so I went and tried it on. I stepped out of the changing room to look at myself, and while looking in the mirror, I saw a familiar face in the clothing racks behind me. I was in complete shock as it was Joe! He hadn't noticed me yet, it looked like he was shopping for his daughter so I decided to play that to my advantage. One of the female workers came up to me and asked if I liked the dress. I said, "yes, but in all honesty, I think it makes my butt look huge."

I was watching Joe from the corner of my eye, and when I said that, he looked up, and I thought his jaw was going to hit the floor when he saw me. Trying to be coy, I pretended not to see him. I told the sales girl, "Oh well, I will take it anyway, maybe I'll eventually have a reason to wear it." I went back into the changing rooms and changed back into my normal clothes and gathered up everything I was going to buy. When I came out Joe was gone, I had hoped he would approach me, but I was disappointed. I went ahead and paid for everything and went and loaded it into my car. I decided I was going to go back in and eat something before heading home. I got my food and sat down to eat.

I was about half done with my meal and I felt someone come up behind me. Next thing I hear was a whisper in my ear of, "you smell just as good as I have imagined, but I bet you would taste even better." That voice so close to my ear and neck sent shivers down my spine, I turned my head slowly to see Joe squatting down next to me. I couldn't believe it, and I reached out to touch his cheek. He put hand on the back of mine and laid his head into my hand as I caressed his cheek, he then turned his head into my hand and kissed the palm.

The feel of his lips on my skin right then made me feel like I was on fire. Joe looked at me and said, "If I had known you lived nearby I would have asked you out a long time ago."

I told him that I lived about two hours away, but this was the nearest mall to where I lived. I was shocked when Joe responded, "For you, I would travel as far as long as it takes me to get to you." I felt my eyes tearing up at that, but before I could respond, I felt Joe's lips on mine. It was a soft and slow kiss. The kind of kiss you read about but never get to live out. I felt the tingles from that kiss through every part of my body. After that kiss, I knew I was a goner and didn't stand a chance. Joe and I exchanged phone numbers so we could talk more often.

From that day on, Joe and I were pretty much inseparable, we went to dinner at least twice a week, and if we were working we chatted online, well online when we weren't on the phone together anyway. Joe met my kids and I met his, and the kids all met each other and got along great. Joe often stayed at my house when both of our kids were with their other parent, not because we were hiding anything, but because I had a tendency to be rather loud. The kids were old enough they didn't care, but we did. Especially after they teased us about it one day.

Joe eventually moved in with us after selling his house about four months later, so that we only had one set of bills to pay. I had inherited my property and had some land so we decided to keep mine after several weeks of discussion. I was willing to sell and move closer to him. That was when he said it for the first time, "Andie, this was your grandparents home, and I wouldn't dream of asking you to sell it. If you'll have me, I will move here. Anything to be with the woman I love."

I looked at him in awe, but before I could even respond to his declaration, he dropped down to one knee and said, "Yes, I know it is the first time I have actually said 'I love you' even though I show it. We had both given up on relationships, but it is true, Andie Dark, I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you showing you how much you mean to me. Will you marry me?"

By the time Joe was done talking, I was crying and could only nod as I dropped to my knees in front of him. I managed to croak out "I love you!" in-between sobs. Joe just held me smiling the whole time. When I finally calmed down enough he pulled a ring out of his pocket, it was a black onyx stone surrounded by opals and he slid it in my finger as he kissed me.

I think the kids were more excited than we were when we told them, but needless to say, it was happiness all-around. It took us about three months to plan our wedding, Joe was involved in every aspect. He cut back his work hours to spend more time with me. He made a point of telling me "I have a reason to be home now."

Even though, I was happier than I had been in a long time, I started feeling like something was off. The sex with Joe was great and continued to be great. I just kept feeling he wasn't being honest with me. So about four weeks before the wedding I cornered Joe and confronted him. I don't know why, maybe I was getting cold feet and looking for a reason to run away, but what happened changed me forever. I asked Joe was he was hiding and despite his claims to the contrary I just didn't believe him. I looked him straight in the eye and asked, "Then why does it feel like you're holding back with me and not giving me everything?!?!"

When I made that comment, Joe looked a little guilty, and I felt like my heart was going to break in two with his response, "Because I am holding back."

I turned away with tears streaming down my face, but before I could go anywhere, Joe said, "But, my love, it's not for the reason you think it is." I stopped struggling and looked at Joe as he continued, "I'm holding back everything I truly want to do you. All those things we said when we were chatting? I really want to do those things to you, they weren't just words. I do have that kinky side to me, and I didn't want to lose you if you found out."

I just stared at this man that I loved so much and truly wondered how I found someone so perfect for me. I looked at Joe and smiled for what felt like the first time in weeks. I reached behind me and unzipped my dress and let it fall to the ground. All I said were three words that changed me forever, "Show me then." It was like a fire lit in Joe's eyes as he grabbed me by the throat and pinned me against the wall as his lips devoured mine. I will spare you the details of what happened that night.

We got married a few weeks later, a week after my birthday. In the few weeks leading up to the wedding, I felt like an insatiable vixen, but Joe was always willing to help. Joe worked the night before the wedding, and stayed at a friend's house just so he wouldn't see me the day of. Joe gave me a new toy for my birthday and told me to be sure to put batteries in it. Both of our exes took the kids for two weeks so we could have a real honeymoon. So after the wedding and the kids left, Joe and I would have the house to ourselves for two weeks. Joe showed me a side of myself I didn't know was there. We had made several modifications to our bed too, cushions, handcuffs, and straps.

The night of our wedding, after everyone left, Joe came into our bedroom twirling what remained of his vodka in his glass, and said, "Well Mrs. Norman, what do you want to do tonight?"

I grinned at him and said, "I want to tie you up for a change."

Joe's eyes got really big, but he responded, "You have me, love, I'm not going anywhere, and being tied for a change does sound fun."

I attached the straps to both of Joe's ankles and wrists, and started kissing and nibbling on his ears and neck nibbling my way to his neck. He surprised me when he said, "Hey that tickles." That only encouraged me more. I nibbled, licked, sucked, and kissed my way down to his collarbone and onto his chest stopping long enough to nibble a bit on both nipples before continuing my journey south on his body.

My eyes grew wide at how hard his cock had become with just that portion of my journey. Joe has never been very vocal in the bedroom, but he growled at me then and through clenched teeth said, "I can't touch you, you tease, I'm tied up remember?"

"Darling, that's the idea, I want to know how long and how much you can take before you're trying to get out of those cuffs?" Joe squirmed beneath me as he felt my tongue flicking along his stomach. He was straining to touch me but I was just a fraction out of reach, and he just barely brushed me with his finger tips. I continued my machinations rubbing my breasts against him enjoying the feeling of how hard he was beneath me, brushing my nipples across the tip of his cock.

He told me, "Be careful or I'll explode!"

"My lover, my husband, are you going to explode before I get to trace you with my tongue and wrap my lips around your head?" I asked Joe just after kissing and licking the tip of his cock.

Joe responded to me, "Love, I'm trying not to but your sensual breath is making all the right tingles inside my mind. It's racing with anticipation, I want to touch you, caress you, plunge my fingers into you, but these damn cuffs won't let me!" I could see him straining against the cuffs, the veins in his arms bulging, but still unable to free himself.

I said, "then maybe I shouldn't tell you about the escape mechanism on those new cuffs?"

Joe's eyes widened and he said, "Please do I want to take you right now."

I sucked on the tip of his cock for a minute, watching him struggle with himself for control. I ran my tongue all the way around it before taking all of him into my mouth, feeling the tip of his against the back of my throat. Having some mercy for him, I told him about the clips on the sides of the cuffs and hoe he could detach them from the straps.

Joe was struggling wanting to go deeper in my mouth. I can feel the tension in his body as he feels the back of throat. He has so much more to give me but he always holds back afraid of hurting me. I could tell by the look in his eyes he wasn't going to be able to hold back if I could get him to give in. I wanted and needed to feel his throbbing cock push around the bend in my throat. He was trying so hard to navigate the clips, but he was distracted by me. I looked deep into his eyes with his cock deep in my mouth. I tilted my head and push against his straining hips to take the rest of his length into my mouth and throat. I knew full well what would happen when I did it, and I braced myself ready to give in and let it go.

Unable to resist any longer, Joe thrust his hips into the air, I felt his cock fully enter my tight throat, almost gagging me with the length and girth, but managed it and when he entered my throat, my body convulsed as expected. A hot jet of cum squirted from me and soaked the sheets. It's too late to go back now, I cannot leave him like this so as he is pushing harder and deeper, I poke out my tongue and tentatively lick his balls while his cock is still buried into my throat and mouth as far as he could muster.

I reached between us and caressed his balls as I pulled back and licked his tip again and then his cock back deep into my throat again watching his reactions as much as I could before he was balls deep in my mouth and throat again.

Joe unable to take anymore, finally managed to release the clip on his right cuff then released the other hand. His feet were still bound but he didn't care or need them free for what he was about to do. Joe placed both of his hands behind my head, one hand on the back of my neck and the other grabbed my pony tail. He pulled my head back to just the right angle he wanted and then pushed again this time his balls were forced into my mouth as well as his cock in my throat. Both he and I could feel my oesophagus clench and release with the shock and then I was milking his cum from him.

I grabbed on to his hips and hold on waiting to release until he had stopped convulsing beneath me and he released his grip on my head. I took my time pulling back so I could make sure to capture every drop of his cum that I could. I think Joe came harder than I had ever seen him, and I was only too happy took every drop straight into my throat. He withdraws slowly from my mouth, and I licked the last drops of cum off his tip, looking into his eyes as I released him.

I was so engrossed in Joe's eyes, and how it felt as he reached behind me, running his fingers down your spine, the lightest touch from him making me quiver. He releases the clips on the straps on from his feet and pushed me back onto the bed kissing me deeply. Our tongues entwined, and I didn't notice him adjusting and moving the straps in place. Now apparently it's my turn for some torture. He wrapped the cuffs around my wrists and I willingly moved my legs to let him place the straps on my feet. Joe kissed me and whispered, "Now you are MY play toy."

I shivered with anticipation as Joe reached to the bedside table and grabs his glass of vodka and finished it with one gulp. Unbeknownst to me, that was only the pretence of what was to come. What he really wanted was the ice cubes from the bottom of his glass. He moved back over to me and started rubbing my already hard nipples. Maneuvering the ice cube in his mouth and held it between his teeth and gently rubbed it on my right nipple while massaging my left breast with his free hand. My nipple immediately reacts to the cold ice and I moaned in pleasure. I was writhing beneath him, my hands and feet were now pulling against their restraints. I bit my lip and let out a gasp as he swapped the ice cube to my other nipple and gently nibbled on the one the ice cube just left.

Knowing now what his intentions were, I struggled harder against the restraints, but he kept me pinned down. Trying to distract him, I gasped when I felt his teeth on my nipple, he paused momentarily to look at me, and I thrust upwards with my hips, hoping to throw him off balance to no avail, as he had tightened the straps on me.

Joe never was one to miss an opportunity, amd when I raised my hips, he took the cushions we had earlier kicked off the bed, and placed them under my bum to keep it raised! He then began recreating my earlier journey on his body as he moved down my body placing butterfly kisses as he traveled south. He followed the trail of his kisses with his fingers still holding the ice cube as it left a trail of water as the heat of my body is melted the ice. His lips finally reached my forbidden fruit, I had trimmed it up hoping he would like it.

I had trimmed it into the shape of a heart with the bottom of it like an arrow pointing the way to his heavenly place. He blew gently on my lips and watched as I clenched my buttocks. Joe then brought the remains of the ice cube down and lightly touch it to the hood of my clit. I was soaking wet already and he flicked his tongue across my swollen clit. Drawing the tip of his tongue down between my puffed up lips before pushing his tongue a little deeper parting them on his return to my clit. He continues to tease me, the ice has almost melted away, but he draws it down my labia and leaves it at the entrance to my love tunnel. I arched my back in ecstasy, the ice defining that fine line between pain and pleasure.

All I can do is moan and say, "you really don't play fair." I arched my back and spread my legs as far as I could to give Joe all the access he wants. I pulled against the restraints aching to touch him again.

Joe told me, "No, not yet, I am not done with you." With my legs spread as far as they could be and my rear raised Joe now had full access to whatever hr wanted and let his tongue massage my throbbing clit while his fingers explored my pussy. He first inserted one finger then two as he delved into my soft insides before removing them and looking into my eyes as he brought them slick with my own juices to your lips, I couldn't resist his expression and I flicked out my tongue and licked between his fingers tasting myself before sucking both of his fingers into my mouth and leaving them bone dry. He replaced his fingers inside me and maneuvered them to find my soft squishy pad that's is my G-spot. I arched my back again and let out a whimper.

I looked into his eyes silently, begging him to give me what I wanted. I arched into his hand putting more pressure against his fingers as they teased me. My whimper gave away to a soft moan as Joe continued to tease me.