"So you're definitely coming over?" I ask my boyfriend. I lay on my bed in my pink pajamas while talking to him on the phone. "It's been weeks. I miss you."
"I'm sorry Kristen," Zach answers back. "I've been working late shifts a lot. But I am off tomorrow so I'll be there."
I squeal in excitement. "I'm so happy to hear that. I have been so horny lately."
"I'll be sure to fix that when I see you. You got the image I sent right? You promised you would do it."
"I know," i say with a sigh. "It just seems dangerous to bind myself without you there. What if there is an emergency?"
"Isn't your brother staying with you this weekend?"
"Yeah."
"Then you can yell for him."
"I guess you're right."
"I just got done work. I am going home to shower and gather some stuff. I'll be there in an hour. If you want a good fucking, be in that position when I get there."
Before I can say anything, Zach hangs up. I put the phone down next to me and I stare at the ceiling. I think over what he wants me to do. Zach has been asking me to be tied up for months now. I just don't know how I feel about not being able to do anything. Relinquishing total control like that is a bit scary. It is also exciting and thinking about it gets me wet. Zach does have a point about my brother being here
Henry is my younger brother. At twenty years old, Henry has been living on his own for a year. He moved out of state making it difficult to see him. I haven't even talked to him in almost six months and I found that very odd. I am 26 years old and the age gap made it so we had different friends but we were always close. Then for some reason after he moved out of our parents house, I barely hear from him. Then two days ago, out of the blue, he shows up at my house and asks to stay with me for a bit. I showed him to the guest room which shares a wall with mine. I try talking with him but all the responses are short and to the point. It was really annoying.
I take another look at the picture Zach sent me. I study it hard. The photo is a woman bent over a night stand. Her ankles are held open with a steel spreader bar which is also tied to the legs of the table. Her hands tied together behind her at the wrists with the rope twisting its way up both arms up to the shoulders. A black leather collar sits tightly around her neck. The metal ring on the front of the collar has rope through it that is tied to the other side of the table. That prevents her from lifting her upper body away. There is a blindfold and a gag on her head so she couldn't see or talk to whoever fucks her holes. To top it all off, in red lipstick there are words on her ass. 'Slut' on one cheek and 'cum dump' on the other.
I smile thinking about this for a moment. It's getting me nice and wet thinking about being tied like this. Getting fucked by my boyfriend and filled with his cum. I fight off the urge to finger myself since I didn't have long to get ready. I needed to shower and shave. Putting the phone down I head towards the bathroom. After stripping naked I look at myself in the mirror and smile at my beauty. At only five foot three inches and a hundred twenty pounds, my body is curvy and inviting. My small c-cups are firm and perky as is my ass. I quickly brush out some knots in my long blonde hair before stepping under the warm water.
I stand under the cascading water for what seems like forever. Snapping myself out of a daze, I start to wash my hair and body. Once I shave my body and make sure I am nice and clean, I exit the shower. I stand in front of the mirror once again as I get lost in thought. The images of my boyfriend using me as I am tied to a table flood my thoughts. My hand slowly slides down my wet body and a finger gently rubs my clit. My eyes close as pleasure takes my mind and my finger slips into my smooth pussy.
Suddenly I stop as the bathroom door flies open. I turn to see my brother standing in the doorway, naked. He has a towel in his hand as he was preparing to shower. My body frozen in shock as he just stands there looking at me. I can't help but look at him also. His six foot frame stands almost as high as the door. The one hundred eighty pounds is now carved into muscle all over his body. My eyes widen as I see his cock starting to grow quickly. I never knew my brother was so well equipped.
"I'm sorry Kristen," Henry says. "I heard the shower stop and waited fifteen minutes. Thought you were in your room."
I was fingering myself for fifteen minutes? It only felt like seconds. I have to hurry. Without saying a word I push past my brothers naked body to leave the bathroom. As I do, my ass connects with his hard cock. I freeze for a few a seconds as I feel it rub between my cheeks. Henry's hands rest on my hips and I swear he pushed against me but I couldn't be sure. I finally make it to my room and I slam the door shut. I lean against the closed door, my breathing heavy in both embarrassment and excitement. I shouldn't have gotten turned on by my brothers naked body. But his cock looked to be about nine inches long. That's almost three inches bigger than my boyfriend.
I shake my head quickly and force the thoughts away. Grabbing a towel to dry my body, I sit on the bed and dry off. After a few minutes I decide to finally get up and start getting ready. I have twenty minutes until Zach shows up and I haven't even done my makeup yet. I sit in front of a small vanity and start applying the sluttiest makeup I could figure out. Takes me longer than wanted but I give myself really thick eyeliner and lots of eye shadow. Super red lipstick to accent my lips and a little blush.
I hurry to my closet and gather up all the things I'll need for tonight. A few segments of long rope, a variety of gags, a blindfold, a leather strand whip and leather handcuffs. I bring it all over to an end table that I placed in front of the door. Next I grab a pillow to soften the hardness of the wood. I don't have a spreader bar so I start by wrapping the silk rope around an ankle and fastening it to a leg of the table. Once one leg is tied to the table, I do the other. It was really difficult to do alone but I managed. It's not pretty but will do the job.
Slowly I lower myself down onto the table. As my legs flex the ropes tighten and keep me in place. I then attach the leather collar around my neck and run the rope through the ring in the front. Carefully I tie it around another leg of the table. I leave a little slack so I can lift up a few inches but that's about it. I then hear a door open and close. My eyes widen and my heart races. I wasn't ready yet. I still had to put the gag in, attach the blindfold and handcuff my hands. I can hear the footsteps get closer so I decide to just drop the stuff on the floor and put my hands behind my back. I'll let Zach do the rest. With my body facing away from the door, I can't see him as he enters the room. I only hear the bedroom door open and close.
"I'm sorry Zach," I say after almost five minutes of silence. "I didn't have time to cuff my hands or put the gag in. But there are more things on the floor for you to use if you wish." I try to turn my head but the rope holds me still.
I hear a long deep breath from my boyfriend. A few scuffling noises later I start to feel a hand gently run over my ass, up my back and to my neck. My body shivers as he gently caresses me. My vision goes black as the silk blindfold is placed over my eyes. My heart races even more.
My boyfriend grabs both my wrists in one hand and starts to tie my hands and arms together with more silk rope. Once he is happy with my arms being secured, I feel his hands rub over my body once again. He kneads my ass cheeks gently causing me to moan in pleasure. His thumbs gently rub against my asshole. Then I feel it, the tip of his cock rubbing against my soaking wet pussy. His head teasing my lips as he pushes against them then pulls away. The next time his cock touches me he pushes it in slowly. In one long and slow thrust, the cock slides fully into me.
"Fuck baby. You feel so big!" I don't know if it's because I am blindfolded and bound, but his cock feels so much bigger and harder than normal. I moan loudly as my pussy feels fuller than it has ever been. With his cock pushed all the way in, my boyfriend smacks both my ass cheeks at the same time.
Smack, smack. Again and again my cheeks are spanked. I groan in pain as the force increases. With each spank, I tense my body and my pussy squeezes around the large cock. Soft moans can be heard from Zach as he starts to slide out of me. Once his head escapes my wet hole, he pushes back in quick and hard. Our bodies smack against each other. Another long and hard thrust, then another and another. He is taking his time fucking me. I can feel every inch of his cock sliding deep into me.
"Fuck me baby," I beg. "This pussy is yours. Don't stop. Harder!"
Even with my begging, he continues to go slow. His hands spreading my cheeks wide and stretching my hole for him to admire.
"You're cock feels so good inside of me." The fucking then stops suddenly and he pulls his cock out of my pussy and rests his wet head between my ass cheeks. "No please don't stop. Put it back!"
My begging works as Zach slides back inside of me in one hard thrust. He continues to fuck me with long, slow and hard strokes. I can feel his balls slapping against my clit with every push. Both of my boyfriends hands grab the rope that holds my wrists together to use as leverage to push harder into me. I moan loudly each time his cock enters my pussy.
