The video and rope
After the weekend of the wedding, Jules and I fell into the comfortable routine of fucking almost daily. We fucked anywhere and everywhere in her house. At least once a week, sometimes more, I would take Jules ass. We both began to love anal.
We also began to explore Jules exhibitionist tendencies. She talked nonstop about the week we spent at Mr. Galvin's house on the lake. She constantly talked about how she enjoyed being able to go to the lake naked.
I challenged her to begin going to her well concealed backyard naked. She gladly accepted my challenges. Now, whenever I left her house, night or day, she escorted me to my car completely naked.
Talk about having a hard time leaving!
Jules also began to sunbath in her backyard naked. As July neared its end, she didn't have a tan line to be found.
We've also began to take late night car rides. Jules would take the rides completely naked as I drive. It's not long before she's begging me to find a secluded back road so we can pull over and fuck.
Everything was going great between us as the calendar flipped to August. I feared our relationship was going to be challenged. Football season started in 10 days. I knew once football season started, my life would be consumed by football for at least 3 weeks. I didn't know how much time I would get to spend with Jules.
I had another fantasy I planned to explore with Jules. I just needed the perfect opportunity. Thankfully, another weekend trip for my parents provided me with the freedom I needed to make it happen. This time, when I told her about being free for the weekend, she literally lept into my arms.
"Your beautiful cock isn't leaving my sight for the entire weekend," Jules said, in response.
She didn't know it, but she was wrong.
The Thursday before I was to arrive at Jules house for the entire weekend, I didn't see her. It was the first day in 16 days we hadn't seen each other and had sex in way shape or fashion. I had to admit, the one day off sucked. I was so conditioned to blowing my load at least once a day, by Thursday night, I was sporting an uncontrollable hard-on.
It was necessary for me to miss Jules on Thursday. I had to run some errands and pick up some supplies for the weekend. On Friday I planned to continue my normal routine of lifting weights in the morning. But I was too excited and headed to Jules house by 11 o'clock in the morning.
I spent the entire day in Jules house getting it prepared for my fantasy. As the time neared for Jules to arrive home from work, I put a note and a gift for her on her kitchen table. She would see both the moment she stepped into her kitchen.
I heard her car pull into her driveway and I moved into her bedroom. The bedroom door was open just a crack so I could watch as Jules opened her kitchen door and stepped into her house. She stopped short as she saw the note and her gift sitting on her kitchen table.
She dropped her purse on the table and picked up the note. It read:
My dirty Bitch
This weekend we are going to spend every second together. We will explore every aspect of our sexual desires.
Tonight, we are going to explore another fantasy of mine. I know you will enjoy it as much as I will.
You are to strip naked, now. Once you are naked, you are to put the blindfold on and hold your hands behind your back
When you are ready, you are to say very loud. "Stud, your bitch is ready! You are not permitted to speak until you say these loud clear words.
Your eager, horny Stud
I hoped I didn't push Jules too hard. I didn't think I had, but you never know. Recently, she had seemed to enjoy being told what to do. In fact, in recent weeks I noticed she hardly did anything without me giving her instructions.
This would be a good test of my theory.
Jules looked toward her bedroom. I knew she couldn't see me from where I hid behind the partially cracked door. She paused a moment, then pulled her scrubs top off to reveal a rather boring white bra.
As she was removing her bra, I grabbed her handheld video camera. Through the crack of her bedroom door I had a clear shot as Jules lowered her scrub pants to reveal a lacy red thong. A moment later, the thong joined the rest of Jules clothes on her kitchen floor.
I zoomed in on Jules gorgeous, naked body as she leaned forward and grabbed the sleeping mask I was using as a blindfold.
I zoomed the camera in tight on Jules beautiful face as she looked at the blindfold for a second. She then slid the mask over the top of her head and fixed it over her eyes. She adjusted the blindfold once, ensuring all light was blocked out. Once the blindfold was fitted properly, Jules put her hands behind her back and thrust her great tits forward.
"Stud, your bitch is ready!" Jules called nice and loud. I had no doubt her words were picked up by the camera.
Carrying the camera, I silently exited her bedroom and walked into her kitchen. I was as quiet as a mouse as I moved up close to Jules. I held the camera nice and close to her as I panned her body from head to toe. I lingered a bit at Jules pussy, since it was already glistening with excitement. I repeated the same to Jules back before setting the camera down on the kitchen table.
She was getting antsy. She yelped in surprise when I grabbed her and kissed her hard. She kissed me back hungrily, but was a good girl and kept her hands behind her back.
