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My Spouse
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Bi-Sexual Female / 23
Go Forth And Multiply.
I am the 2nd daughter of 8 girls. I was raised in a very religious family. We were taught that we must 1st be virgins for our husbands, but then give ourselves completely. I watched my mother exercise after each pregnancy to get in shape. I saw her dress in short dresses with cleavage, no panties, and garter stockings to entice my father. We grew up in a small house, so I saw her shave her pussy. I saw her nurse my father when she was pregnant. I saw her get on her knees to please him. Sexually, she made sure that my father was a very happy man. After her last pregnancy nearly killed her, she had her tubes tied. This seemed only to increase her sexuality.
When I came of age, I found that I was also very sexual. Kissing a boy made me dripping wet, but I knew that I couldn't go further. I defended my honor with my hands. Boys soon lost interest and called me frigid. If only they knew how wet my pussy was. When I was 18, I met Al. He too, wanted to feel my body. After fighting him off, I explained my motivation. Surprisingly, he agreed. Although he was not a virgin, he wanted to marry a virgin. He proposed, and we were married 6 months later.
I dressed in a sexy, accessible gown for our wedding night. However, my old instincts kicked in when he tried to touch me. He was sympathetic, but frustrated. When he ordered me, I stripped naked. He stripped and jerked off in front of me. This basic pattern continued for the week of our honeymoon. I was wet, but not willing.
Once we returned to his house, he said that he had an idea to solve our problem. If I really wanted to consummate our marriage, I must let him handcuff me so that he could have sex with me. If not, he could have the marriage cancelled. I begged him to use the handcuffs. He produced a pair and showed me how to cuff myself behind my back. After several practice runs, I was ready. He told me to shower and shave everything below my neck. Then apply make-up. Finally, handcuff myself naked by the front door and wait for his return.
Eager to be an obedient wife, I did as he ordered. Waiting naked was like foreplay for me. I was so wet and horny. When he came in, he held me and kissed me. He asked me whose body is this? I said that I was giving it to him. When he touched my breast and played with my nipple, I had my first orgasm. Each time he touched part of my body, he asked, "Whose tit, pussy, etc. is this?" I always replied, "Yours husband".
When he put me on my knees, I eagerly sucked him to completion and swallowed every drop. After he stood me up, I walked over to the bed, bent over, and spread my legs like I had seen my mother do. He called me his hot slut, but told me that I would have to beg for his dick in the morning. Then we snuggled all night naked with me still cuffed. I wanted his dick so badly.
When I woke up, I wiggled over to suck his soft dick. It got hard and woke him up. But I had to pee. He took me to the bathroom and watched me. Then he cleaned me. He said that I had a 5 O'clock shadow.. He shaved my pussy with his electric razor. The vibrations drove me wild. After, I walked to the bed and bent over. He pulled me up and asked if I was ready to be fucked. I said, "Yes please!"
He put me on my knees to get him harder. I eagerly licked and sucked, making lots of noise. Then he pulled me up and bent me over the bed. He told me to beg for his dick. I did so. My hymen was his only barrier, because my pussy was dripping wet. It hurt at first for him to slowly enter me. As he held his position, it started to feel better. He asked me again if I wanted to be fucked. I said, "Yes please!"
He pumped me slowly at first. As he started to increase his speed, I started begging him to keep going and go faster. I had so many orgasms. I was very verbal, calling myself his wife whore. He finally filled me up with his baby-making fluid. I was in heaven.
I can't believe that I acted like such a slutty whore when handcuffed. To this day, I need to cuff myself for sex. I can get ready and get dressed in sexy clothes, but I can't have sex without the handcuffs. Yesterday, he locked me in a stainless steel necklace before he used me for sex. He attached a leash and led me around the house. I love it all. Am I becoming a sex slave?
When I came of age, I found that I was also very sexual. Kissing a boy made me dripping wet, but I knew that I couldn't go further. I defended my honor with my hands. Boys soon lost interest and called me frigid. If only they knew how wet my pussy was. When I was 18, I met Al. He too, wanted to feel my body. After fighting him off, I explained my motivation. Surprisingly, he agreed. Although he was not a virgin, he wanted to marry a virgin. He proposed, and we were married 6 months later.
I dressed in a sexy, accessible gown for our wedding night. However, my old instincts kicked in when he tried to touch me. He was sympathetic, but frustrated. When he ordered me, I stripped naked. He stripped and jerked off in front of me. This basic pattern continued for the week of our honeymoon. I was wet, but not willing.
Once we returned to his house, he said that he had an idea to solve our problem. If I really wanted to consummate our marriage, I must let him handcuff me so that he could have sex with me. If not, he could have the marriage cancelled. I begged him to use the handcuffs. He produced a pair and showed me how to cuff myself behind my back. After several practice runs, I was ready. He told me to shower and shave everything below my neck. Then apply make-up. Finally, handcuff myself naked by the front door and wait for his return.
Eager to be an obedient wife, I did as he ordered. Waiting naked was like foreplay for me. I was so wet and horny. When he came in, he held me and kissed me. He asked me whose body is this? I said that I was giving it to him. When he touched my breast and played with my nipple, I had my first orgasm. Each time he touched part of my body, he asked, "Whose tit, pussy, etc. is this?" I always replied, "Yours husband".
When he put me on my knees, I eagerly sucked him to completion and swallowed every drop. After he stood me up, I walked over to the bed, bent over, and spread my legs like I had seen my mother do. He called me his hot slut, but told me that I would have to beg for his dick in the morning. Then we snuggled all night naked with me still cuffed. I wanted his dick so badly.
When I woke up, I wiggled over to suck his soft dick. It got hard and woke him up. But I had to pee. He took me to the bathroom and watched me. Then he cleaned me. He said that I had a 5 O'clock shadow.. He shaved my pussy with his electric razor. The vibrations drove me wild. After, I walked to the bed and bent over. He pulled me up and asked if I was ready to be fucked. I said, "Yes please!"
He put me on my knees to get him harder. I eagerly licked and sucked, making lots of noise. Then he pulled me up and bent me over the bed. He told me to beg for his dick. I did so. My hymen was his only barrier, because my pussy was dripping wet. It hurt at first for him to slowly enter me. As he held his position, it started to feel better. He asked me again if I wanted to be fucked. I said, "Yes please!"
He pumped me slowly at first. As he started to increase his speed, I started begging him to keep going and go faster. I had so many orgasms. I was very verbal, calling myself his wife whore. He finally filled me up with his baby-making fluid. I was in heaven.
I can't believe that I acted like such a slutty whore when handcuffed. To this day, I need to cuff myself for sex. I can get ready and get dressed in sexy clothes, but I can't have sex without the handcuffs. Yesterday, he locked me in a stainless steel necklace before he used me for sex. He attached a leash and led me around the house. I love it all. Am I becoming a sex slave?
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