HONEYMOON . . .

 

 

 

Before my Wife and I got married we would try out Playful little Bondage Games. It started out as simple tickle fight progressing to me giving Katie a light spanking as she squirmed on my lap or her wrapping a belt or one of her stockings around my wrists as she would say "Gotcha!"

 

In the beginning it was never a hard spanking and I was never really helpless because Katie didn't even knot the stocking or buckle the belt. Didn't actually matter back then because these games always made the sex to follow that much better. Trust me when I say we played these games a lot!

 

After Marriage we continued to try new and different positions, different types of vibrators and sex Toys. We really should of had a 'Buy 4 and Get a 5th FREE!' punch card for the Adult Toy Store because we would have gotten a lot of FREE items over the years.

 

Don't get me wrong . . . the sex was still great and some of the Toys, namely Peter Rabbit, would bring Katie to some of the most intense 'Scream until the Neighbors Complain" orgasms.

 

Every few weeks I would push us once again in the direction of our little Bondage Games while pushing them a little further each time. Starting another tickle fight with the express plan of giving Katie, not only a spanking, but a harder and more real spanking.

 

This only got me a Weekend of the Silent treatment . . . which I spent much of finding hiding spots to masturbated furiously thinking about how fucking awesome my Wife's ass is and how it felt and barely moved as I spanked it.

 

I also pushed harder with the Tie up games where we were using actual knots and closing and tightly buckling the straps closed. Katie liked being tied comfortably spread eagle naked on the bed as I would go down on her as long as possible before finishing her off with Peter and his Friends.

 

My urges and needs didn't go down the same path as Katie's. Comfortable was the last request on my list. Here's my list: Helpless, Tight, Uncomfortable, Gagged, Blindfolded, Tease, Denial, Prolonged Bondage . . . Oh, and keep Peter away from me . . . I didn't want to orgasm . . . just kept rock hard and on the edge of orgasm as long as possible.

 

So even though Katie and my likes as far as Movies and Dinner were right in line, our sexual needs have become very different and only grown further apart. Everything else in our Marriage and relationship was strong, so we continued to find new and different ways to get our sexual pleasures.

 

I would get out my bondage collection of ropes, straps, locks, blindfolds, gags and nipple clamps, etc. etc. etc. It sure grew over the years. Most of my tying up would be done by me, and Katie would finish me off making sure I was helpless, blindfolded and gagged.

 

Although I couldn't see her, I sure could hear her and that familiar buzzing noise bringing her to orgasm after orgasm . . . all the while I would struggle helplessly wishing I could be fucking her right now.

 

At the same time loving every single minute of my uncomfortable bondage and the struggles that kept me rock hard. Topping these experiences off was the anticipation of the pain when Katie would take off my nipple clamps before releasing me. Every additional orgasm she had meant the clamps were on that much longer.

 

Sometimes when she was done, she would get right off the bed and set me free. Other times, the times I liked better, she would walk around, go to the bathroom, maybe make the bed or start some laundry, leave our bedroom for a while . . . acting as if I wasn't even there . . . that I wasn't still helplessly struggling to finally cum . . . this only made the inevitable orgasm that much more intense when she finally decided she was hungry and I needed to go get her food. As odd as this all may seem, it became our new routine and it worked for both of us for many years.