My newest obsession is with a handcuff bondage fantasy.
I fantasize about being tied up or restrained, maybe with something elaborate like a set of padded cuffs with straps. Sometimes it’s something simple like a soft strand of rope or even one or two of my lover’s ties. But my naughty mind has been playing with a handcuff bondage fantasy.
I haven’t acted on it yet because it can be hard to let your guard down with a partner. Sometimes I use fetish phone sex to fulfill my desires but maybe it’s something you could help me with?
My fantasy always starts the same. I’m with my lover in bed exchanging soft kisses and caressing each other’s bodies with light touches. Kisses that grow all the more firm and passionate.
He sucks a mark into my neck before removing what little clothing we have left. He pins me with his body, his hands encircling my wrists to keep me in place.
My eyes light up. I’ve wanted this for so long and he’s finally going to give it to me. He raises a questioning eyebrow and I begin to nod quickly.
Before I can realize he’s off the bed retrieving two sets of handcuffs from a box in the closet. It excites me that he’s so prepared. He has obviously been thinking about this just as much as I have. When he fastens the cuff to my left wrist I can feel a rush of heat and wetness between my legs.
He secures the second handcuff and I can hear myself letting out a breath I didn’t know I was holding as his hands begin trailing up and down my body. My lover’s feather-light touches leave fresh goosebumps in their wake.
I’m starting to tremble already.
Before I can open my mouth to beg for more I feel his hands lifting my legs up. He parts them to make room for him between.
He kisses up my thighs. Taking the time to gently suck and nibble small marks on each one he claims me as his own. My pussy is impossibly wet and on the verge of cumming already when he finally slips his tongue into me.
He immediately begins teasing my clit with his tongue, two of his fingers coming up to slip gently inside me, my wetness easing the way.
My body is writhing, my hands balling into fists as a powerful orgasm rips right through me.
I’ve barely caught my breath when I feel him moving up my body, two of his fingers remaining between my legs and gently stroking my wet pussy while I come down.
His lips latch on to my nipples, hot and hard from arousal. He sucks and bites each one, the fingers he has inside of me speeding up after a moment.
I start to moan, tugging the handcuffs when he lifts his head from my breast to make eye contact and I whisper “please.” He smiles and sits up, gently pulling his fingers from my hot, wet pussy. He brings them up to his mouth and licks them.
His eyes are wild!
I want to reach out and touch him. Just pull him down and ride him until we’re both a sweaty, satisfied mess. But knowing he’s in control right now is more exciting than I anticipated. This handcuff bondage fantasy was driving me wild!
He leans down and gives me a wet kiss, letting me taste myself on his tongue before he’s sitting up again, opening my legs wider and pressing the tip of his hard cock inside of me.
I cry out, I can’t help it. It feels so good to finally have his cock inside of me. His hands come up and cover the handcuffs on my wrists, holding me down firmly as his hot hard cock fills my pussy perfectly.
“Harder, Harder!”
I beg more, feeling myself get closer to the edge as he pumps in and out of me harder with each thrust. Tugging on the handcuffs, my entire body is squirming and writhing as another orgasm washes over me. I come down just enough to feel his cock filling me full of his cum. When he pulls out his fingers hold me open to admire a dripping creampie. I can feel his hot cum beginning to drip from my wet, fucked open pussy as his fingers work to free me from the handcuffs.
Is your cock throbbing? Give me a call and help me fulfill my handcuff bondage fantasy!
