The following story is a rough captive sex role-play story. If you have sensitivities or triggers from things like this, stop reading right now. DO NOT act out something like this unless your spouse has given complete consent and you have a safe word.
Calling me at work, “What are you doing right now?” she said.
“Nothing, why … did you have something in mind?” I replied.
“I’m lying face down in my bed, wearing blue lace lingerie. Nothing else. I want you to get over here, home right now! Do anything you want with me.”
Whoa…suddenly, “You want me to do what? Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure. I’m a member of The Horny Wives Club. Get home NOW! If that doesn’t make your mouth water….” She was calm, she’d been planning this.
“Okay … I’m on my way, but do you really mean ‘anything’?”
“Any-thing-you-want…” was her response.
It took me ten minutes to get home. I opened the front door, went upstairs. I dressed for the part we had talked about before. I was wearing jeans and a hooded sweater to hid my face. The room was dark, but I could see her lying motionless on the bed, blue lingerie covering very little of her curvaceous body. I crept quietly to her side of the bed … she was asleep. Suddenly, I clapped my hand over her mouth with a great deal of force, and her eyes shot open.
“Don’t you move!” I said softly, but intensely. Her eyes tried to scream fear, but it was obvious she loved every minute of this, and she would later tell me how convincing I was.
“Tonight,” I continued. “I’m going to fuck you, one way or another, so you can either fight it, or you can just enjoy the ride. I’ve had my eye on you for some time, and I’ve always wondered what it’d be like to shove my cock in you! Well, sweetheart, I’m about to find out…”
She wasn’t quite ready for what I did next, but again, she trusted me and knew it was only part of the game. I flipped out my buck knife and ran it across her cheek. She fell out of character only once that night. When she saw the knife, she grinned and whispered, “Nice touch!” I grinned back and then we both went back into character.
“Listen here, sweetie, you’re going to unzip my jeans, and you’re going to suck my cock until it’s nice and hard. Do you think you can do that without me having to get physical?”
“Yes…I-I think I can,” she managed.
“Well get to it then…”
She propped herself up on all fours and then held my cock out. She started slowly at first and then I reached behind her head, grabbed her hair and said, “Suck it like you mean it!” and started forcing her onto me.
Like she had so many times before, she did it. By now, I’d built up a tolerance to her mind-blowing BJs. She sucked and sucked, but I wasn’t anywhere close to firing a round.
Finally, I pulled her off and told her to get up on her knees. She was kneeling on the bed before me, my cock hard as steel. I put the knife between her breasts … her one-piece blue lingerie was barely holding her breasts. I turned the blade of the knife toward me and flicked it quickly, cutting the first inch of her sexy outfit. I tucked the knife away and moved my hands under each of her quivering breasts.
She trembled with anticipation as I ran my fingers over her skin … then, I grabbed the material covering her breasts, on either side of the cut I had made and ripped her lingerie down the middle … I almost got all of it in one rip, but it was still connected below her waist. I shoved her onto her back, and she laid there. I took my clothes off, completely naked, and climbed on top of her to finish the job.
I ripped the rest of the outfit off until she was completely nude. She was wet. She was ready. This wasn’t a soon-to-be victim; she was a willing and very eager participant. But we stayed in our roles.
“Roll over on your stomach,” I commanded. She complied. I moved my cock between her ass cheeks and worked it back and forth until I felt her wet pussy. I teased her clit, enjoying the moment.
She broke the silence by shouting, “If you’re going to fuck me, just do it already and get it over with!”
Not sure how to respond, I leaned forward, grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. “I’ll fuck you when I’m ready … got it?”
“Yes, sir!” She snapped back.
With that, I couldn’t wait anymore, I plunged into her without warning. She screamed, and it was real. I recoiled and shot my cock right back inside her pussy. She screamed again. Then, I started giving it to her. She was screaming “Fuck me! Fuck me harder!”
I pulled hard on her hair again, and she fought back, pushing her ass and pussy up into my throbbing cock. The more she screamed at me to fuck her, the rougher I got. She loved this. This was her fantasy, and it was quickly becoming my favorite.
Then I stopped and told her to roll over onto her back. She did so immediately. I started teasing her pussy again with the tip of my cock. Then, I stood up for a minute before I moved down to her asshole.
Her eyes lit up! She sprang into action. Flipping up and getting me in a hold, cuffing me, face down into the bed. “And you were you going to fuck me in the ass? Try kicking me and I’ll put you in a wheelchair.” She came around into my field of sight. Still naked, she almost made me cum!
Hitting a nightstick near me, “What part of “don’t you move” don’t you understand?” She hissed.
Now flipping me over on my back and holding that knife, “You pervert!” She paused, she seemed to appraise my naked body. She climbed on the bed, standing above me. Suddenly she squatted down, one hand on my erection, lowered herself onto me.
Taking me in at the tip, she gyrated herself down. I grunted approval, but she yelled “ QUIET!” Then she slowly went up and down, twice bringing me to the edge then pausing. Then she rocked back and forth, her hands on my chest, beginning to moan toward her climax. Her juices were spreading down until I couldn’t hold it any longer.
She leaned closer to me and we both broke into wide smiles. Her tongue thrust into my open mouth. She raised herself slightly, her firm breasts like a delicious fruit, within licking distance. I lifted my head slightly and took an erect nipple into my mouth. She squirmed with pleasure.
“That was incredible!” She said. “I haven’t had that many orgasms in a while.”
I said, “ I felt like I had a rod of iron.”
With my cuffs off, lying side by side in the bed, the scent of her pheromones was making me hard again. We were both exhausted, but we agreed that it was the best sex of our lives, hands down.
We lay there for what seemed like forever. We continued to play with each other, masturbating and caressing until I was able to go again. This time, it was just us, no role playing victim or suspect. She rode me until she came again and then she gave me another blow job to finish me off.
The next morning, she rolled over and said to me, “You can sneak in and fuck me like that anytime you want.”
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