Julian and Kristin
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
8,163
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Bedroom Toys
Bedroom Toys
Rated: NC-17
Summary: Julian decided to have some fun with his wife. Bondage, dildos, nipple clamps, candle wax, a riding crop, a butt plug, a hairbrush (just for spanking though) and a blindfold. I know I did the first chapter from first person as Kristin, but I changed it.
Reviews welcomed and anything you want to include in this story is welcomed as well.
Julian tightly secured the silk ropes that were around Kristin’s wrists to the bed posts.
“Nice and tight, my dear?” he asked.
“Yeah,” Kristin muttered.
“Good,” Julian replied, slipping the blindfold around her eyes.
He picked up an eight inch purple dildo off the table.
“Spread your legs, love,” he commanded.
Kristin spread her legs.
“Wider.”
Kristin pulled her thighs far apart, giving Julian perfect aim of her already wet pussy. Her pink lips were moist and just waiting for it. He made a mental note to shave her later. He shoved the dildo up her cunt. Kristin let out a gasp. He began to fuck her roughly with it. In and out of her wet, pink little pussy.
Kristin’s walls tightened around the toy as Julian tugged it in and out of her. It wasn’t long before she came. A trickle of her juices ran out of her pussy and down her legs. Julian pulled the soiled dildo out of her and tossed it aside. He contemplated on what to use next. He caught sight of one of Kristin’s vanilla scented candles.
He picked one up and pulled a lighter out of his jean pocket. He lit it and waited for it to melt. He could hear Kristin’s heavy breathing, waiting for his next move. Anticipation kept her on her toes. Carefully he tipped the candle over her stomach, enjoying the white liquid dripping onto her creamy skin. She arched in pain and whimpered.
He continued to drip wax on her, all over her breasts, legs, and her sweet little cunt. He really did need to shave her. Still holding the candle, he pushed her thighs apart, exposing her pink lips. Drip, drip went the wax. Kristin gasped and quickly shut her legs.
“Un-uh, bad girl,” Julian whispered.
He picked up the black riding crops and smacked it against his palm. He could feel his wife tense. He grabbed another rope from the dresser and walked back over to her. He wrapped the rope around her ankles and pulled her legs back till her knees brushed her nose. He tied the rope to the bed, giving him perfect aim of her vulnerable posterior.
He teased her crack with the crop before bringing it down. He spanked her with the crop, the smacks echoing off the walls of their room. Her bottom was now a nice warm red. But her punishment wasn’t over yet. Julian picked up a red butt plug. After he lubed it up, he shoved it up her hole.
He undid her ropes that secured her arms and legs.
“On your hands and knees,” he commanded.
“B-b-but,” she stammered.
“But what?” he asked.
“It’s hard to move with that ‘thing’ shoved up me,” she whined.
“Maybe you should have thought of that before you went and shut your legs up. Now on your hands and knees or I’ll make you wear that thing at work tomorrow,” he warned.
Kristin placed herself on her hands and knees. The plug was up there nice and tight. She didn’t like it, but she wasn’t about to wear it at work tomorrow.
“There’s a good girl,” he said, patting her sore behind.
He hooked an alligator nipple clamp to each her rosy, full nipples. He had a good view of both her holes. He picked the dildo up again and fucked her pussy with it. Kristin could cry and moan all she wanted to, but she enjoyed this. The trickle down her leg proved that.
He tossed the dildo aside and gently tapped the butt plug. It probably stretched her nice and good. He pulled it out and heard a sigh of relief from Kristin.
“I wouldn’t get too happy, love,” he said, putting it back in.
She whimpered as he began to fuck her with the butt plug. She was never found of anal sex. So she did something stupid. Instead of saying her safe word like they had agreed on, she pulled away from him. That was a big no-no.
“Oh God, I’m so sorry,” she said as soon as she realized her mistake.
Julian didn’t say anything; instead he got up and picked her hairbrush from off the dresser. He walked back over to her and said,
“Kristin, you know better than to do that. Use your safe word if you can’t take it anymore. Now I’m going to have to punish you. You’re going to get twenty with the brush,” he said.
“Can you take the clamps off?” she asked.
“I most certainly will not,” he said.
He sat down on the bed. He took her by the wrist and guided her over his lap.
“Can you at least take the blindfold off?” she asked.
She was answered with a sharp smack to her rear.
“No, Kristin, I will not. If you ask me again I will add another ten to your punishment.”
The clamps pulled on her nipples and it hurt. Julian raised the flat black brush in the air and began to paddle her with it. Kristin began to wiggle on his lap, only causing her more pain. After twenty spanks her bottom was a glowing red. He gently patted her blazing backside.
“Stand up,” he said.
Shakily, Kristin stood to her feet. Julian removed her nipple clamps and blindfold. He looked into her brown tear stained eyes. He pulled her onto his lap.
“Why didn’t you use your safe word?” he asked.
“Because I panicked and forgot about using it,” she whispered.
“Well, we can’t play these games anymore if you’re going to do that. I’m not going to take the chance of seriously hurting you,” he said.
“No, please. Julian, I like to play with you. I’ll do better, please,” she begged.
“Alright, but if you mess up and forget again, no more,” he said.
“Okay,” she smiled.
“Now, go get some lotion and I’ll rub it on your bottom.”
Kristin hopped off his lap and went to fetch her vanilla scented lotion. Julian shook his head; Kristin was more difficult that their daughters. She returned and climbed back over his lap. Julian squeezed a fair amount of lotion into his hand and gently rubbed it on her burning backside. After he rubbed it in, he said,
“Now, go take a shower. You’ve had a long day. You should relax for the rest of it,” he said, rubbing her back.
“Kay,” she said and jumped off his lap.
Julian sighed and fell back on to the bed. That wife of his was going to wear him out sooner or later.
Rated: NC-17
Summary: Julian decided to have some fun with his wife. Bondage, dildos, nipple clamps, candle wax, a riding crop, a butt plug, a hairbrush (just for spanking though) and a blindfold. I know I did the first chapter from first person as Kristin, but I changed it.
Reviews welcomed and anything you want to include in this story is welcomed as well.
Julian tightly secured the silk ropes that were around Kristin’s wrists to the bed posts.
“Nice and tight, my dear?” he asked.
“Yeah,” Kristin muttered.
“Good,” Julian replied, slipping the blindfold around her eyes.
He picked up an eight inch purple dildo off the table.
“Spread your legs, love,” he commanded.
Kristin spread her legs.
“Wider.”
Kristin pulled her thighs far apart, giving Julian perfect aim of her already wet pussy. Her pink lips were moist and just waiting for it. He made a mental note to shave her later. He shoved the dildo up her cunt. Kristin let out a gasp. He began to fuck her roughly with it. In and out of her wet, pink little pussy.
Kristin’s walls tightened around the toy as Julian tugged it in and out of her. It wasn’t long before she came. A trickle of her juices ran out of her pussy and down her legs. Julian pulled the soiled dildo out of her and tossed it aside. He contemplated on what to use next. He caught sight of one of Kristin’s vanilla scented candles.
He picked one up and pulled a lighter out of his jean pocket. He lit it and waited for it to melt. He could hear Kristin’s heavy breathing, waiting for his next move. Anticipation kept her on her toes. Carefully he tipped the candle over her stomach, enjoying the white liquid dripping onto her creamy skin. She arched in pain and whimpered.
He continued to drip wax on her, all over her breasts, legs, and her sweet little cunt. He really did need to shave her. Still holding the candle, he pushed her thighs apart, exposing her pink lips. Drip, drip went the wax. Kristin gasped and quickly shut her legs.
“Un-uh, bad girl,” Julian whispered.
He picked up the black riding crops and smacked it against his palm. He could feel his wife tense. He grabbed another rope from the dresser and walked back over to her. He wrapped the rope around her ankles and pulled her legs back till her knees brushed her nose. He tied the rope to the bed, giving him perfect aim of her vulnerable posterior.
He teased her crack with the crop before bringing it down. He spanked her with the crop, the smacks echoing off the walls of their room. Her bottom was now a nice warm red. But her punishment wasn’t over yet. Julian picked up a red butt plug. After he lubed it up, he shoved it up her hole.
He undid her ropes that secured her arms and legs.
“On your hands and knees,” he commanded.
“B-b-but,” she stammered.
“But what?” he asked.
“It’s hard to move with that ‘thing’ shoved up me,” she whined.
“Maybe you should have thought of that before you went and shut your legs up. Now on your hands and knees or I’ll make you wear that thing at work tomorrow,” he warned.
Kristin placed herself on her hands and knees. The plug was up there nice and tight. She didn’t like it, but she wasn’t about to wear it at work tomorrow.
“There’s a good girl,” he said, patting her sore behind.
He hooked an alligator nipple clamp to each her rosy, full nipples. He had a good view of both her holes. He picked the dildo up again and fucked her pussy with it. Kristin could cry and moan all she wanted to, but she enjoyed this. The trickle down her leg proved that.
He tossed the dildo aside and gently tapped the butt plug. It probably stretched her nice and good. He pulled it out and heard a sigh of relief from Kristin.
“I wouldn’t get too happy, love,” he said, putting it back in.
She whimpered as he began to fuck her with the butt plug. She was never found of anal sex. So she did something stupid. Instead of saying her safe word like they had agreed on, she pulled away from him. That was a big no-no.
“Oh God, I’m so sorry,” she said as soon as she realized her mistake.
Julian didn’t say anything; instead he got up and picked her hairbrush from off the dresser. He walked back over to her and said,
“Kristin, you know better than to do that. Use your safe word if you can’t take it anymore. Now I’m going to have to punish you. You’re going to get twenty with the brush,” he said.
“Can you take the clamps off?” she asked.
“I most certainly will not,” he said.
He sat down on the bed. He took her by the wrist and guided her over his lap.
“Can you at least take the blindfold off?” she asked.
She was answered with a sharp smack to her rear.
“No, Kristin, I will not. If you ask me again I will add another ten to your punishment.”
The clamps pulled on her nipples and it hurt. Julian raised the flat black brush in the air and began to paddle her with it. Kristin began to wiggle on his lap, only causing her more pain. After twenty spanks her bottom was a glowing red. He gently patted her blazing backside.
“Stand up,” he said.
Shakily, Kristin stood to her feet. Julian removed her nipple clamps and blindfold. He looked into her brown tear stained eyes. He pulled her onto his lap.
“Why didn’t you use your safe word?” he asked.
“Because I panicked and forgot about using it,” she whispered.
“Well, we can’t play these games anymore if you’re going to do that. I’m not going to take the chance of seriously hurting you,” he said.
“No, please. Julian, I like to play with you. I’ll do better, please,” she begged.
“Alright, but if you mess up and forget again, no more,” he said.
“Okay,” she smiled.
“Now, go get some lotion and I’ll rub it on your bottom.”
Kristin hopped off his lap and went to fetch her vanilla scented lotion. Julian shook his head; Kristin was more difficult that their daughters. She returned and climbed back over his lap. Julian squeezed a fair amount of lotion into his hand and gently rubbed it on her burning backside. After he rubbed it in, he said,
“Now, go take a shower. You’ve had a long day. You should relax for the rest of it,” he said, rubbing her back.
“Kay,” she said and jumped off his lap.
Julian sighed and fell back on to the bed. That wife of his was going to wear him out sooner or later.