Kinky Respondent Ties Me Up

I met Tina online, and she came over. She is a skinny, short, Asian woman, in her early forties. She came over with a large purse full of toys. I offered her a drink, but she declined, and wanted to get right down to business. She explained that she doesn't want a relationship. She jut wants a guy she can play with.

At her request, I put some lesbian porn on my computer. We found one where a woman is sticking a catheter into another woman's peehole. We got naked and comfortable and she showed me a skinny, bumpy dildo. I especially like women's assholes, and she wanted me to put that in her. I was very happy to do so.

While she got on all fours, with her open butt in the air, I put some of the cream she provided on my right index fingertip. I took an especially long time to prepare while she waited in anticipation. I have long known that women don't like to jump right into things. You don't just jam things into holes to suit most women.

So, I then started ever-so-lightly touching the darkened skin around her asshole. She shivered. I kept lightly circling around her asshole for several minutes, never touching the hole itself. She was evidently in heaven already. Finally, I touched the middle of her asshole, and suddenly, her hole and her pussy were contracting with orgasms.

Tina is one who likes to communicate, which I appreciate, since partners who talk about what is happening can have more intense pleasure. She told me that she usually requires long, hard stimulation before she orgasms. I felt kind of proud that I was able to do that to her.

I was starting to settle into knowing that even though I am not all that good-looking, and am older than her, she really liked playing with me, and the age and appearance difference meant nothing to her.

After she settled down, it was my turn. She had me lay on my back, and asked whether I would mind being tied down. I wasn't really sure about that, but said as long as she would respect a safe word, I would enjoy it. We chose "safeword" as the safe word, and she assured me she'd stop if I said that.

Without knowing it at the time, when I bought my bed, I picked one with holes in the headboard and tailboard that make bondage real easy. She had brought along some short, soft ropes, and had my wrists and ankles tied to the corners of the bed in no time. Bang, I was erect again. Hard as a rock, which is unusual for me with new people at first. I don't know why, but it might be because I've spent a lot of time in locker rooms and nude beaches, where erections are considered inappropriate, so I have over-trained myself not to get erect. But I sure was now.

Perhaps taking my lead, she took her sweet time getting ready. Finally, she grabbed a feather, and started stroking my scrotum. Interestingly, it is an wonderful kind of tickle that actually makes the scrotum contract immediately. I could feel the little contractions, and the slight tickling, and loved it. My penis was sticking straight up in the air, but she ignored it for quite a while.

Then, I felt the feather on my frenulum. Each time she touched the feather to the underside of my dick, it involuntarily jumped.

All too soon, she stopped doing that. I heard her rustling around, and saw she had grabbed a bottle of alcohol. Oh-oh, what was she planning that she'd need that? I was starting to worry. She poured some on her hands, and some on the tip of my dick, which stung a little bit, and then grabbed a long, thin, shiny rod. I think it was made from stainless steel. It was about a foot long, and a quarter-inch in diameter. It was slightly curved at each end. I know what it was. I had seen them used on the Internet. I was seriously considering saying the safe word right away. But that part of me was overruled by another part that was very excited. I was about to be sounded for the first time.

She grabbed some KY jelly and started applying it to the rod, again taking her time to build my anticipation. I was shaking. Literally jiittering within my bondage.

If you'll leave some comments about your kinky experiences, I'll be glad to tell you the rest of this story. In fact, I can tell you about some of the other times Tina and I have played. We've pretty much never done anything 'normal.'