Dinner and a Show - Sex Stories

Dinner and a Show

... doing it for herself and her enjoyment, not for them, it doesn’t matter. Whether they can actually see her or not, she still receives the thrill of exhibiting her body to strangers. Janet is also truly a closet bondage freak. She loves being restrained and forced to do things that her strict Baptist upbringing wouldn’t allow her to do– like enjoy sex and even have an orgasm. Her husband Gerald got a peek into her closet their senior year of college. After many false starts where she put him off or made excuses, they were well on their way to their first-time sex. They were at his apartment with his roommates all gone for the weekend. He had her down to her bra and panties and was just starting to unhook her bra when Janet suddenly pulled away from him and said, “No, I can’t do this. I can’t do this.” She stood up, faced him and said in a trembling voice, “I want to. I really do... but I can’t.” Jerry’s immediate reaction was anger. “You’re a damn tease! I never want to see you again!” “No,” she sobbed as she burst into tears. “I want to... I really do... I... I... I... just can’t.” She sniffed and said softly, “... unless you make me.” “What!?” he replied. “Are you telling me that you want me to rape you?” “No,” she said nervously. “Just tie me up or something so I can’t resist you.” She then gave him a look that was somewhere between a nervous smile and absolute desperation. “You’re serious?” he said. “You really want me to tie you up and fuck you, don’t you?” Janet hung her ...

... head in shame as she nodded yes. Jerry still wasn’t sure, but when he saw a widening wet spot on her panties that threatened to start dripping on the floor, he said, “Just a minute.” He came back a moment later carrying a small duffle bag. “This is my goodie bag,” he said. “I thought I was going to have to throw it all away and give up on one of my favorite pastimes because I had fallen in love with a preacher’s daughter.” He lifted a length of soft rope out of the bag, smiled, and said, “But sometimes life gives you the lemonade already mixed and sugared.” Jerry looped the rope around Janet’s neck and led her to his bedroom. Once there, he secured her spread-eagle on the bed and cut away her panties. Her bra unclasped from the front, so it remained tangled over her arms as he slowly nibbled and teased his way around her body. When she was moaning loudly and thrusting herself upward almost off the bed, he finally entered her. He wished for a moment that he had also gagged her because her screams of passion were loud enough to disturb even his hard-of-hearing, elderly neighbors. Jerry did gag her before driving her to her second, violent and noisy orgasm. When she had finally calmed down from that, he removed the gag and she said softly, “You can untie me now, but lie here with me and hold me... please?” Janet ended up spending the night. In the morning they talked and she explained that she couldn’t even masturbate unless she tied herself up first. “I’ve got a remote control ...