Brad Boyer: Bondage wives

Marilyn began to tremble with anticipation, waiting for his body to begin its assault.

Dave ran the line down her side, coiled it snake-like around her thigh and calf, then tied the ankle finally to the foot of the bed.

He cut the line with a pocket knife and twisted a double thickness of cord up the leg, pressing it in firmly so the flesh bulged around it. He carried the line up to her left arm and tied it securely to the wrist before binding the arm to the frame.

"Yeah. That's looking real nice now." He crouched between her legs and stroked his prick lightly until it firmed up.

"Take me, Dave. Fuck me. Fuck my ass." Marilyn strained to force her legs apart. The rope pressed into her, biting at the skin, small needles of pain making light tingles along her thighs.

Dave bent lower, holding his cock until it touched the hole.

One brisk push put his prick into the passage.

"Yeah!" He stabbed all the way up the asshole.

"Fuck me. Oh, Dave. Fuck hard. Oh!" The shaft stretched and she pushed back against his driving hips, taking his shoves easily now, loving the feel of his power as he plunged into her again and again.

Dave yanked his dick out of the tight tunnel. "Move up." His hands pulled at her hips. "Let me go up your pussy for a minute." He nestled close to her rear, one hand dipping under to bring his dick to the cunt.

"Oh, yes. I want it." Marilyn strained to get to her knees. Ropes tare into her arms and thighs and she struggled to let her husband into her box. "OH!" Pleasures shot out of her snatch when the dick came in at a new angle. Several inches of hard man-meat dug into her soft pussy and she felt the desire spread, turning to lust as his hand jabbed at her clit.

"Beautiful. Oh, Dave. What a man. I love you. God!" She sped into a slithery climax, suddenly drenched with happiness as his tool pumped at her cunt.

"Yes!" Marilyn writhed, the ropes holding her under him, her body filled with glowing enjoyment – enjoyment his body, his stiff prick, created.

"You like that, huh?"

"Oh, yes. It's beautiful." She tried to turn her head around to look at him.

"Let's try the other hole again." He switched, shoving into her ass. "Down!" He forced her flat to the bed, fucking heavily, arms around her shoulders to keep her still. "Oh, God. You've got a great asshole. And a great cunt. God!"

Marilyn floated in a pool of gentle pleasure, enjoying the feel of his body, his cock creating warmth inside her.

Dave slowed his drives, moving carefully, concentrating on the physical feelings that rippled along his cock.

Dave brought himself right to the rim of climax, then hauled out of the tunnel, breathing deeply to prevent an explosion.

"Not yet. Not quite yet." He climbed from the bed.

"Is anything the matter, honey?" Marilyn looked over at him. His cock shimmered with her juices.

"No. Nothing's the matter. I just didn't want to come just then. In a little while."

Dave cut another length of clothesline. Crouching over her, he slid the rope under her body, drawing it down low on her waist, close to her hips. Then he turned the ends around, making a half-knot before tugging them down between her cheeks. He took each end and stretched it under the buns, separating the firm globes of flesh, exposing the asshole. His fingers fumbled around her pussy as he tugged the lines under her thighs and crotch, yanking them sharply up so he had enough length to tie them off behind her back.

The cord held the cheeks apart, forcing them wide, showing the hole clearly.

Dave hunched between her thighs, pressing the legs apart with his hands. He pushed his cock into the wide crack and got it into her ass again. The cock went into the opening easily. Only the asshole touched his shaft. The buns added no pleasure. The circle of muscle massaged the length of his shaft as he screwed.

The new bindings created extra pressure. Marilyn lay flat on the bed, her clit rolling on the sheets as her husband screwed faster.

Dave's dick dug through the tight hole into the soft interior. The contrasting sensations inflamed him. His body tensed and he slammed into the woman. The rush of pleasure cascaded over him. He wanted it to last. The deep ache started in his rocks and he fucked harder, faster, hammering at the ass. His arms held her like metal bands. The ropes kept her from moving, the cord around her butt kept the ass spread so all his cock got inside.

Lust filled him; desire pounded from his crotch.

"Dave. Oh. Yes. Fuck me. Oh. I love it. I love you. I love your cock. Your cock! Oh. Such a man. So hard. Yes."

Dave grabbed for her snatch with both hands. His fingers pulled at the tender flesh, stretching it wider.

Marilyn gasped. Pain radiated from her crotch. His thumb got to her clit and the pain turned to sweet passion and she came. One long moan slid from her throat and the wild passions were loose all through her. His hands were everywhere on her crotch, in her twat. She gasped and the flesh was shredded with electric fire.

Dave's arms strained to hold the thrashing ass to him. His body spammed for a moment, then he roared, hammering into the woman, tearing with his prick into the soft ass, ripping at the warm flesh.

"God yes!!" His yells drowned out Marilyn's screams. Dave came full force, ramming into his wife, slicing her with his prick, gouging, battering the bound ass until he felt nothing but the primitive driving ecstasy in his cock. The flames whipped along his legs, consumed his body. Cum sizzled through his screaming dick. He was totally gone with lust, overwhelmed with the frantic splendor of his passion.

Massive stabs with his tool brought more enjoyment, the gush of jism continuing until her ass dripped with his white juice.

"MAR-Y-LYN!!" He roared the name and collapsed, suddenly satisfied. He clung to her with both arms, kissing her soft skin as his tool made a few final moves.

His wife's body was warm under him, moving slowly as she breathed. He caressed her tenderly, loving the feel of her flesh. He slid his dick from her ass and touched it softly under to her pussy. "I love you," he whispered. "Forever."

"Oh, Dave, Dave. It was so beautiful. It always is with you. You're so good. So good."

Dave rose to his knees and undid the rope holding her butt apart. He climbed from her and began to take the ropes from her arms.

When one hand was free, Marilyn reached up and drew the man to her for a kiss, turning to touch her tits to his bare chest. The feel of his muscular form rifled her with satisfied happiness.

Dave kissed with feeling, loving the tits as they moved on his chest. His hands groped around and he got the other hand free.

They fell to the bed in a tangled embrace, his hands all over her from head to ass, her fingers exploring freely on his naked frame.

Dave touched the ropes on her legs. He knew that she would always give him great sex. She would do anything he wanted. "Thank you, Brenda," he said silently. His life would be more full, more satisfying because of what she had taught him.

"I love you, Dave," Marilyn whispered.

"Yes." Dave kissed her. "I love you. Forever."

"Forever." Marilyn melted to her husband. "Forever."