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Getting Married Set Me Free Pt, 09
Date: 4/20/2024, Categories: Fiction Exhibitionism Female exhibitionist, Written by women Author: vanessa.evans
... way life is, guys cocks shrink when they get cold and girl’s nipples and clit swell up and get really hard when they get cold. Weird isn’t it? Although guys do love seeing rock hard nipples and clits.” “So I’ve noticed. Are you going to come to the sauna with me sometime, then I can see your cock when you get out of the plunge pool?” “Maybe. Are you going to come and watch me play rugby on Sunday?” “Do you want me to?” “If the weather isn’t cold you can walk along the touch line flashing your goodies to encourage the team. A few of them will probably still have bad heads after the Stag night and will need some encouragement. TC should be having his Stag do on a Friday night not a Saturday.” “You should get a plunge pool at the clubhouse Dylan, I would have thought that jumping in one of those would clear their heads.” “Yeah, it probably would.” “Okay, I’ll come with you, I can wear just one of my new coats.” “That’s my girl. If you get cold the guys might let you share the shower afterwards.” “Is that a promise?” Some of the equipment for our Games Room had arrived that afternoon and I’d given the delivery driver a pleasant surprise. After eating and clearing-up we went and unpacked it. As we did so I kept imagining it being used on me. Once unpacked Dylan set about fixing the metal rings to the walls and ceiling whilst I tried on the fake fur lined wrist and ankle restrains, the ball gag, the pink leather collar and the blindfold. When I’d ...
... got all those on Dylan lost interest in fixing the rings to the walls and tied me spread eagle on the bed using lengths of the rope that we’d bought. Then he started using the tawse to sensually tease all of my body. It was a bit of a strange thing to not be able to see what he was doing to me and not be able to verbally communicate with him, but it was certainly turning me on. It soon got to the stage where I needed Dylan to fuck me but I couldn’t tell him. I sensed that he knew but was just teasing me some more to make me even more desperate for him to fuck me. When Dylan finally released me I told him that I’d had a wonderful experience but that I really needed him to fuck my brains out. He put the blindfold back on and led me to our bed. ***** Wednesday I spent some of the Wednesday doing what I suppose is called self bondage, only I didn’t put myself in a position where I couldn’t free myself. With the wrist and ankle cuffs on I tied my ankles to the corners of the bed and used my massage wand to drive me to a series of amazing orgasms. When I was working on my third one I had the idea of somehow getting the wand to be held on my clit without the need for my hands to do it. I had a couple of ideas but Dylan is more practical than I am so decided to discuss it with him when he got home from work. Over our evening meal Dylan told me that he was sure that he could rig something up. His first idea was to fix one of the metal rings onto the ceiling directly ...