Sexy Slave

It'd been a long hard day for both partners. Him, the bread winner, her, the housewife; both had one of those days where nothing seemed to fall into place. All he wanted to do was open a beer and relax in front of the TV for the remainder of the evening. She, however, had something else in mind.

Days are long when you are a housewife, and sex is normally the last thing on your mind. Tonight, she needed something more. She needed to fall into some deep passionate make-my-legs-weak-and-my-heart-pound type of sex.

She got up off of the couch, feeling a little kinky. He shifted his eyes away from the TV to her, "Where are you going?" Of course she didn't want to tell him. She casually just smiled and walked toward the bedroom. He didn't think a thing about it.

In the bedroom, she stripped down to nothing, grabbed one of his designer ties, and a pair of her high heels. She felt sexy, and tonight was going to be a night he was going to remember. With that in mind, she grabbed the bondage kit she had gotten off the internet and began walking towards the living room. He conveniently had his back toward her, so she crept up behind him and slowly slipped on the blindfold over his head. He jumped at first, startled, but then relaxed. He wanted this.

Once he was blindfolded, she stood in front of him guiding his hands towards her body. She wanted to feel his touch; to feel the want, the need. She straddled him, making herself more accessible to him. She felt his hands start back up at her face as he drew her in for a passionate kiss. His hands then glided down to her neck, down to her voluptuous breasts, where he concentrated his time for a bit. As he fondled her nipples, her breaths became faster. She was starting to get really excited. Immediately, she unzipped his pants, grabbed his cock, and began stroking it. He let out a cry of satisfaction!

"That's it, baby, work it!" he exclaimed.

He kept one hand on her breast, while the other slid down her stomach to her soppin g wet vagina. He knew she was hot for him, and he didn't want to stop. He started stimulating her clitoris, and just then she became so turned on that she wanted to go further.

She got off him; this left him confused.

"What's wrong?" He asked sympathetically, pulling up his blindfold and wondering if he had done something wrong.

"Absolutely nothing!" She grabbed his hand, and led him back to the bedroom where she had already set up the ankle and wrist restraints. She was feeling kinky, and knew this would excite him, just as it would her. Once he saw the restraints, she knew she had done a good thing. He became even more eager. He grabbed her, threw her on the bed, and started to make out with her like he had never made out with her before. Their hearts were beating wildly, and there hormones were going out of control. He grabbed the restraints, which were tied to the bed, and fastened them to her wrists and legs. He was in full control now. The anticipation alone could have made him orgasm, but he was in full control of himself.

"Pound me, baby!" He heard her say.

"Say no more!" He responded.

She didn't last long, yelling out a cry of pleasure, her PC muscles clamped down around his pulsing cock. The orgasm felt wonderful on his end, as her muscles kept contracting. He couldn't contain himself anymore.

He let out a scream of pleasure, "UGGGGGGGGGGGH!"

Yes. That was definitely a night they will remember.