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His wife has blindfolded him and now he’s sitting, waiting, with no idea of what’s coming next. He can hear her behind him, shuffling around, but he’s not exactly sure what she’s doing. All he knows is that she’s well aware of his deepest fantasies, and she’s going to give him a night to remember. Femdom Sex Story ✅ Male Sub ✅ Femdom Sex ✅ Sexy British Accent

Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.

Edited by: Huangguo Drama · Updated:

Stories

I’m nervous. It’s a…good nervous, though.

I can hear you behind me, shuffling around, but I’m not exactly sure what you’re doing. I think you’re placing things on the bed. Things you’re going to be using on me…

Oh my god, I’m really turned on already. I can’t see my cock since you blindfolded me, but I can feel it throbbing with anticipation. I’ve been horny since the moment I walked through the door this evening, really. As soon as I got home, you had that look in your eyes…like you wanted to make me your little plaything. Like you wanted me on my knees begging up at you to let me passion.

I don’t see that look often enough anymore, but that’s no one’s fault. We’re both busy with work and shuttling kids to and from school and all that. It’s exhausting just being alive sometimes and definitely hard to make time for pleasure. But, thank god we did today.

“You’re being so quiet and obedient for me. You must really want it tonight, huh?

”

“Yeah, I...I want it bad.”

I’ve been waiting for you on my hands and knees on the bed, naked and blindfolded, for at least ten minutes now. I feel like you’re taking your sweet time preparing just to get me as riled up as possible.

“Well, here. Why don’t you get nice and warmed up while I finish getting ready?

”

Your soft hands trail down my ass. I feel something hard, but slick press up against my bare ass. That’s my buttplug, isn’t it? Oh my god, yes, please, yes. It’s slick with lube and so are your hands. You press one finger up against my asshole and gently start working it.

“There you go. That ass is going to need to be very relaxed for what I’ve got planned for you.”

You push the tip of the stainless steel buttplug up against me and…slowly slide it in. Oh, my god. Oh, that feeling of fullness is just… so…

“Good boy. Have fun with that while I finish up.

”

My mind goes blank and a delicious haze settles around my thoughts. All I know…is pleasure. The excitement… desperation. I feel you behind me. You press your hips up against my ass and gently rock your hips, letting me feel the cool silicone slide over my hole, catching on the edge of the buttplug. Fuck it feels so good. I try to chase the feeling but you pull away before I get the chance.

“I bet your ass is nice and loose now, isn’t it? Not so tight?

”

“It's good.”

“Good. You remember that toy that you and I bought online a few weeks ago?

”

My mind struggles to keep up with your words. Oh. Oh my god, yes. The dildo. Holy shit. It arrived? It arrived! Oh my god, you’re going to fuck me with that brand new silicone dildo. It’s double-ended so that you can feel good too while you fuck me. If I remember right, it’s even got a g-spot stimulator with little ribs on it for you to grind against. So, that’s why you were so horny when I got home.

“I couldn’t wait to try it out. So, I lubed it up and made sure it fit before you got home.

”

My cock is starting to throb. I really, really want to touch myself right now, but I know you won’t be happy if I do that. That’s your job.

“Oh, can I see it? Please, can I see it in you?”

“Not yet. You can see it when I’m done, not before.

”

You push my head down into the pillows and I brace myself. I widen my stance a little so you can have better access.

We only recently started playing around with this whole…domination thing. It was my idea to begin with. The thought of my lovely wife ordering me around and fucking me in the ass was just…incredible. Me, the construction site foreman. The guy all his neighbors ask to borrow a tool.

It was something I had jerked off too more than a few times over the years and…I don’t know. I just finally got the courage to ask you for exactly what I wanted. And you have fucking delivered. You seem to love this little roleplay we do just as much as me. Which makes it a thousand times more pleasurable, of course.

“Oh, here we go.”

I hear you adjusting the dildo inside yourself. I wonder how wet you are. How turned on you are. Does it make you crazy to do these things to me? To treat me like a little fucktoy?

“Mm, it fits really well. Ready to be my rival, baby?

”

“Yeah, I'm ready.”

I bite down hard on my bottom lip. The anticipation is almost as good as the act itself.

“Remember your safe word?”

“Banana.”

“Very good.”

You grip the bulbous end of the steel buttplug and slowly start pulling it out of me. Your slick, lubed-up finger rubs against my asshole. You tap against it a few times...applying pressure, sticking the tip just inside. You pull your finger away and for a moment there’s nothing. Just my desperation to get fucked. Just my arousal. The tip of your dildo pushes up against my hole. You let it rest there, just teasing me, making me wait for it. I squirm and back my ass up into it.

“So, my little ass-rival wants it bad, huh?”

You push forward and the first inch of the dildo slides inside of me. Fuck, fuck, it’s coming…more. I need more. You push in another inch.

“You like that? Mm, fuck, it feels good to fuck you.

”

“Yeah, yeah...”

You pull the dildo out. And then…slowly push it back in. You push it in another inch. Oh my god, my cock, my cock. Fuck! How long can I take it before I have to beg you to jerk me off?

“More...please, please.”

You push the dildo in even further, four or five inches now. Oh my god, I need it all. I just want to take it all in! You fuck me with slow, short little thrusts.

Ohhh, god, it slides so…easy. In and out…

“All the way.”

“Oh, fuck. Oh yeah, baby. Yeah, yeah...”

“Take that cock. You feel that? All the way inside of you?

”

I wonder if you’re playing with your clit. Or rubbing yourself up against the little ridges on the dildo. I press my face into the pillow, hard, and push my ass back onto the dildo. Your thrusts are getting harder and harder.

“Just like that. Yeah, fuck! Just like that!”

Your hand wraps around my hips and eases down to my cock. You stroke my shaft. So slow. Your thumb hooks around the tip and rubs a bead of precum all around the rim.

“I know how much you like having your cock tortured.”

You pull your hand away and my cock bounces up and down pathetically, so hard and rigid.

“But we’re focusing on your ass right now.”

The dildo pulls out of me and you guide me down onto my back. I wish I could see you, but I do love how helpless the blindfold makes me feel. You push my legs wide open and lift my hips up so you can push the didlo inside of me again. Fuck, it’s such a tight fit. But it feels so good…

“Yeah, you like that? You like being on your back for me? Oh, it feels good to fuck your tight hole.”

The dildo must be hitting the spot for you, too. Your ragged breathing. Your little moans you’re trying to hold back…I love that this gives you just as much pleasure as me. Your warm, slick hand wraps around my cock again. You jerk it with quick, firm pulls.

“Can you handle both?”

“Yeah, please. Please...”

Oh, fuck, I’m…I’m getting close. I push my hips into your touch and we start a messy rhythm. Your hand slides down to my balls, you squeeze and massage them...

“I...I need...”

“What? What do you need? Need to passion?”

“Yeah! Yeah, please. Please make me passion, make me...”

Your hand shifts to my shaft again. Your grip tightens and your pace quickens. Precum is leaking out of me…mixed with the lube on your hand. Oh, fuck, it’s getting…too much. I can’t…I can’t hold on much longer…

Suddenly, the blindfold is pulled away from my face. The light is harsh but I can finally see you hovering over me, your face clouded with pleasure.

“I want to see your face when you passion. And I want you to watch me while I get off.

”

Your fingers are on your clit, working it fast. Your hips buck against the toy which has almost completely disappeared inside both of us. Fuck, you look so hot! Your head tipped back, your mouth open, wet and gasping…

“Fuck, fuck! I'm trembling, I'm trembling...”

One of your hands is coated with my passion. The other is still working away on your clit. I stare up at you, taking in the sight of your breasts heaving, your hips grinding against the dildo still buried in my ass. You’re close…

“I’m going to passion for you, baby. You see me? See how worked up fucking you gets me?

”

“Yeah, I see...”

I reach my hands up to your tits and rub my thumbs across your chest for a little extra sensation.

“passion for me. Come on, passion for me!”

“Yeah! Yeah, fuck, yes!!”

“Good?”

“You tell me.”

“Good. More than good. Great.”

“Good.”

“I’m glad we went with the silicone instead of the glass dildo. Seems like those ridges really did it for you…

”

“Oh my god, yeah. The ridges were…incredible.”

You curl into me and press your face against my chest.

“Mmm, wish we could just curl up and take a nap right now, but I’ve got to get dinner started.”

“I’ve got to pick up the kids from basketball.””

“Let’s just lay here for a few minutes…”

“Of course, love.”

I wrap my arms around you and bury my face in your hair. It feels good just lying here with you, it’s a brief calm in our otherwise busy lives, but I love that we still make the time to explore these things together. I wouldn’t change that for anything.

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