As I drove home from my massage, I wondered what other surprises were in store. He had planned the whole day but I knew he was really just leading up to tonight. I could walk in to my husband hanging out downstairs, business as usual. Somehow, I doubted that though. I could also walk in to 5 men waiting for me in my living room. Dr. R can be unpredictable and amazing like that. I parked my car, steadied myself, and walked inside. He came walking through the kitchen to greet me at the door.
He pulled my dress up over my head and lead me to our bedroom. There I found a bath drawn, candles everywhere, and a bottle of my favorite Pinot Grigio. Serious romance.
“These are for you to put on after your bath.”
He motioned to a box and my red heels. Wide eyed, I opened the box. Inside was a beautiful double strand pearl thong. There was the husband I knew. I felt incredible just holding them. To go along with the shoes and thong, he had purchased black thigh highs with a sexy red Cuban heel and my black bra. Good taste, Dr. R.
I sunk into the bubbles and grabbed my wine. Seriously, how did I get so lucky? My husband is amazing, thoughtful, and generous. I needed this and he just knew. What was waiting for me downstairs? He hadn’t mentioned any new toys. There was still the possibility of the aforementioned 5 gentlemen….
I climbed out of the tub and got dressed. I felt sexier than I thought I would in a string of pearls! The stockings and the heels made the outfit. I refilled my wine and went downstairs. He met me at the bottom of the stairs and gazed appreciatively. He liked his handiwork. We walked into the theatre and I took in the set up. He had purchased the Liberator Wedge and Ramp. This is going to be fun! I still thought I was just in for a bit of position play. I had no concept of what he had in mind. We settled in and watched a movie. Then he ushered me to the floor and put me on the wedge. I was laying on my back with my head lower than my hips. He blindfolded me and restrained my wrists and ankles. That alone was disorienting. I was lying there, ass up, spread out, sightless. He disappeared for a moment and left me there to really take in my situation. I started to wonder if he was coming back for me or if this is where the 5 guys were coming in. Would I suddenly feel 10 hands on me?
No, something more incredible and personal and wholly my husband. He returned with headphones. He did not just plug in Pandora and call it quits for the sensory deprivation. No. He mixed his own composition. He took bits of Tool and Nine Inch Nails and classical piano and hunted down the Love Theme from the movie Focus. He spent time blending and sampling and creating this piece of music that would be the backdrop for the night. Incredible. With the earbuds in, I could not hear anything he was doing. I was blind, deaf, and incapacitated. His. Fully.
He stared with the flogger. Letting it fall across my bare chest and abdomen. Whipping it quickly across my thighs. Dragging it along my hipbones. He alternated with a feather and the contrast of thick leather and soft feather was awesome. My skin was tingly. Because I couldn’t see or hear him, I had no idea where the flogger would fall, which direction it was coming from, if it was going to strike again. He kissed down my thighs and tugged at my nipples. He ran his tongue around each as he grabbed my breasts. Harsh and soft at the same time. He made his way down my body to run his tongue around my clit instead. The wedge and restraints means I was held open and elevated. My cunt presented to him. He walked around to my head and placed his cock in my mouth. I sucked him upside down. I love sucking his dick, and doing it this way allowed me to take more of him. I couldn’t use my hands. He fucked my mouth slowly as he ran his hands over my breasts.
Then he started in with the toys. He had chilled my glass dildo (My Icicles 18) and ran it down my labia. Cooling the heated skin and shocking the nerves. His warm mouth was an amazing contrast to that icy glass. More duality and mixed senses. Then he grabbed the Captain. He continued to go down on me while he thrusted that dildo hard. His tongue circling my clit as his free fingers started to tease my ass. Next was the plug. Then a bigger plug. He just kept building and thrusting, speed and intensity. I still could not see or hear anything other than the music in my ears. I was all touch.
When he felt like he’d teased me enough, he took out my earbuds, undid my restraints, and swung me around. I was now in a reclining position and he was at my feet. He continued to go down on me, using his hands and slathering me with coconut oil. I knew he wanted to fuck me in the ass. I was nearly begging him to. He kept the Captain going at a relentless pace and entered my ass. I do love a good DP. I was full and pushed to my limits. He handed me my Eroscillator. As soon as that toy hit my clit, I was over the edge. I was screaming and writhing. He could barely hold on to me. The entire night was in the climax and it wasn’t over yet. I was teary eyed and nearly hyperventilating. He held onto me and gave me a moment to calm down. When started to see straight again, I grabbed him.
I certainly hadn’t had enough. I shoved his cock in my mouth. I was too far gone for subtleties. The slow burn of a tense build up was not within my capabilities at this point. I sucked him ferociously. I grabbed him at the base of his dick, cupping my fingers around his balls, and took every inch of him. My hand was pounding up and down his cock. My mouth was enveloping him. My lips and tongue were numb and swollen. I threw him onto the couch and straddled him. I fucked him hard. Shoving my breasts in his mouth. Grabbing the back of the couch, leaning back, and ramming him into my gspot. I was racing to my next orgasm and he had no choice but to go with me. I rocked on his cock and just shattered. Grabbing his shoulders and falling forward. Gasping and dizzy. He turned me around and over the wedge, ass up, and fucked me from behind. I was thankful for the support because I was not sure I would be able to hold myself up. My hand found my clit and circled furiously. His hands on my hips and pulling me into him was all I could handle. I came again, grabbing the restraints as I arched my back. I could tell he was holding out for me. As soon as I came, his breath changed. He moaned and thrusted faster. Moments later he pulled out of me and came all over my ass before falling to the side.
We were a sweaty, panting, happy heap.