Her First BDSM Experience
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They say write about what you know. I know sex. I think in sex most of the day. I thought I knew most of what there was to know about sex, exploration in sex and experimentation. I was wrong!
Not long after I had moved in with my other half, we very quickly began to discover a whole new intriguing world together. We couldn’t even recall, if we wanted to, how we got to that path. But a naughty playful spank over the kitchen table when fucking or my own innocent admittance of my love for nipple play and we soon had the postman at the door most weeks with a new “Ann Summers” or “ Love Honey” delivery and we began trying out all kinds of bondage, toys, positions and “kinky fuckery”.
In the lead up to our first, what we would later label our ‘Play Day’s – the anticipation mounted in me like a burning flame. We talked about lots of things like how we would be: ‘Submissive and Dominant’, my limits; if I had any, safeword(s), what would happen if any safe words were used. We discussed positions, props, restraints, toys and all kinds of flogging devices and nipple clamps, usually whilst scrolling through the ‘Toys’ section of the aforementioned sites.
We had scheduled in our date for our first Play Day, while we were on a run of days off together, so we could have a few drinks together in the afternoon, relax and ease into the role play for our first time.
In the run-up to the date ‘He’ decided we wouldn’t have any sex or naturally formed sexy fun, alone or together. This was to heighten the arousal and anticipation as well as the excitement and nerves.
I’m not sure if I ever told him this part, but one of the first deliveries that had arrived for our play was so strictly off bounds to me it was killing and unnerving me. Knowing he had opened the package and left it hidden under the bed I had to look. I had to have an idea of what to even half expect. While he was out, at work I expect I crept to the box and had a look. An ‘under bed restraint kit’! AMAZING!
For as long as I could remember I had had the fantasy of being tied down and restrained so this excited me no end! The other, smaller box was turned face down inside the larger box, I turned it over and read the front, my face searching for an understanding of why he would have bought this. It was a ‘small vibrating anal plug’.
One of the things we had discussed (which has massively changed by now, if you care to continue reading any of my stories/blogs) was that I put huge 'No!' to limit on any anal play. Not really sure why, I guess I had just never had any real pleasure from anything that way inclined in the past, and the taboo was still in my head that it was unclean.
Anyway, I said nothing and my having seen it probably did what it was supposed to do and put a little bit of fear in me about the Play Day – which all added to the experience.
The day before, I went shopping for new underwear. I wanted something naughty, sexy and alluring without being full on porn star. I was very pleased with what I purchased; a crimson red balconette bra with matching French panties. They were somewhat kinky with extra straps along the sides and parts which made them look a little like something one might wear in a sex dungeon. (Another something that was a huge fantasy of mine, like on Kink’s Sex and Submission.)
The morning came and as we had discussed, we went about our business, did our grocery shopping, had a nice lunch, walked our pooch and then settled in to have a few drinks to settle the nerves and create some Dutch courage. I’d preened and pruned myself to perfection, waxing and shaving my areas, doing the necessary cleaning rituals and dressed for the occasion, a nice pair of black leather-look jeans with a slightly slutty black sheer blouse over my new underwear.
I was feeling wet before I even took my first sip of bubbles. After a couple of glasses and once the nerves had started to set in we began to fall into character, him raising an eyebrow if I’d said anything remotely brave or slightly cheeky, myself feeling giddy for knowing how I was going to be ‘told off’ for it later.
Making our way upstairs, I was told to sit on the end of the bed. I waited pensively before He slowly removed my clothes. He stared me straight in the eye with every movement. I felt a mix of sexy and exposed, sat on the edge of the bed, legs crossed, waiting…
The next couple of hours passed in a flurried blaze of anticipation, some shock and first-time realisation of pleasureful pain. I cannot remember specifically in which order each act occurred but one of the first things I was instructed to do was to sit on my knees on the floor. Here I was blindfolded and restrained with a collar harness, it had a strap attached which fell down my back and cuffed my wrists together at my rear.
It was at this point he filled my mouth with his hard full cock; I sucked it hungrily before he face-fucked me a little more forcefully, making me gag a few times. My eyes were watering beneath the eye mask and a small tear running down my cheek. I remember smiling at this point, mouth full of cock, hands tied behind my back thinking how this was what I’d been dreaming of. Being used like all the little slut-whores I had watched in porn for all these years!
After sucking cock and being face-fucked for a good ten minutes, a difficult task with no hands to balance yourself, I had begun to learn all the noises and actions I could do with only my mouth that he seemed to be enjoying. I was raised up to my feet by two strong hands on either side of my shoulders.
Releasing my wrists from their cuffed position over my peachy bum, I felt the lacy, strappy panties being removed, before I was gently bent over the edge of the king-size bed. Still blindfolded, I wasn’t sure what was next. I quickly worked it out… SMACK – his hand sliced down onto my bare ass cheeks. Delay, then again on the opposite cheek. Sheesh, it was a different kind of feeling than just the odd slap while being fucked from behind.
At first, I wasn’t sure how much I could take, a sharp inhale of breath with each swat of his strong manly hand. When he put his other hand on the small of my back to hold me down it sent a wave of fear through me that I really was doing this. I really was lying here, having my first hard real spanking.
Each time, just after I felt like I might need him to stop, like I might need to source out a safe word, the wave passed from ‘Ouch’ to ‘More’. I continued to lie there, taking my sharp inhalations of breath and letting them out slowly, regaining my inner strength to take another hard intense strike.
After he had given me as much as he thought I could take, he continued to dominate me in an array of sexual fantasies, of both mine and his. It was a long evening of experimentation, breaking for a cheeky cigarette or drink and catch our breath. Before I’d be instructed straight back to the bedroom, find myself spread-eagled on the bed, totally stark naked, wrists and ankles bound to an under bed restraint kit.
I had a soaking wet pussy from the writhing around and sensual eye contact while the hardcore rock music pumped around the room. He would touch and tease me, kissing or licking my body, nipples, breathing over my wanting pussy. He would taunt me, having me basically crying out to be penetrated! Slipping a sole individual finger inside slowly, feeling my wetness and mockingly snigger his filthy horny sound knowing he was driving me insane.
I loved every second of being restrained on the bed. Having all four limbs restricted and immobilised is incredible and completely overpowering. Losing one of your senses totally heightens the rest!
The over door restraint kit, this one was difficult to navigate, extremely difficult. With my arms suspended above my head and my legs fixed at opposite corners of the door, I was penetrated vertically by his hands. His mouth was on my clit and then introduced to the plugin wand. With that on my dripping wet clit, and his fingers invading me perfectly, I had the most intense orgasm.
I couldn’t move. Had I not be attached to the door, I was sure I would have passed out and hit the floor! One of those explosive orgasms, I completely drenched his arm. He kept going. I didn’t have any more cumming in me to do, or so I thought. But I just kept cumming, harder and even more high pitched inside my head until I didn’t even know who or where I was.
We love this side to our sex life, and since this experience we have had many more. The first one was incredible, and the very first step on the road to a long satisfying lifestyle we continue to enjoy together. I look forward to harking more on our naughtiness and experiences and how we manage to raise the bar and heighten the climax time and time again…
Until next time xx.
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