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Spreading Instruments: Why Sir, That's No Spatula
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Spreading Instruments: Why Sir, That's No Spatula He strapped the padded cuffs around my ankles, the furry lining tickling the inside of my foot as he slid it up. I twisted in the wrist cuffs, testing their strength. Testing my leeway. A long tie was looped through the wrought iron rails of my headboard, the wrist restraints attached. So far I was relatively free. That's when he pulled out the spreader bar. A small smile played over his lips. I bit my own lip without knowing it, my pulse quickening. He had brought a big bag of fun and told me I could pick but I wanted to be his toy in this moment. "Be creative," I said. Fucking own me, I thought. A palm slid down my leg, spreading it out. "I'm going to test your flexibility," he murmured, the click of the carabiner echoing in my ear as he hooked one ankle cuff to the bar. My other leg quivered as he kissed it before hooking it in. I tried to push my feet in, always the testing the boundary. Always the obstinate girl. My legs were locked open. I was growing damper by the second wondering what was next. He grabbed the smooth dowel bar between my ankles and yanked, throwing my legs in the air. The command comes, "Stay." Deftly, he snapped the wrist cuffs to the bar, each wrist trussed just inside each foot. He looped another tie through the footboard and to the bar. I was completely restrained and exposed, held tight in the middle of my own bed with my toes pointed skyward. I wrapped my hands around the smooth wood and gripped tightly as he poured lubricant over my open pussy, felt it slide down the slit into the crevice of my ass. I was already dripping with anticipation but the Astroglide was warm and surprising. I tried to pull my arms up, my legs down, straining the ties. I was stuck open and vulnerable. Heated to the core. I heard a rustle, an unzipping, from the bag. Out came a small purple vibrator and a large glass blown cock. It was a work of art. The light glinted off the colored curved edges spiraling around the long shaft. He pushed the smooth head between my slit slightly. Slowly. Working it up and down with the warm wetness. A hand came through my outspread legs to touch the vibration to my nipple, rolling it over. I could do nothing but moan. My only free motions were to clasp and unclasp my hands from the bar, a small allowance for the slightest rise and fall of my hips. The vibration rolled downward. Slid along my thigh and in. I felt the warm glass head push inward, filling me. He twisted it back and forth slowly, the curved raised spiral encircling the shaft pushing on the vaginal walls, sending shock waves through me. He probed it in and out, testing my response. Added the vibrator to my clit. All I could see when I tried to lift my head was the top of his, through my thighs, bent in concentration. I threw mine back down to the sheets and let the sensations overtake me. "FUCK," I growled, gripping the spreader bar again. My breath was coming so fast I thought hyperventilation was next. I wanted to explode. I could feel the jolts through my legs straight to the arches of my feet. My toes began to curl reflexively. Waiting for the shatter. Without restraint this is the moment I would typically kick a man away, the sheer intensity almost too much to bear. Now I could do nothing but let it come. The waves flooded over me, a physical clenching and release in every fiber. Through the surge I heard Breathe. I exhaled. The only reason I'm not a melted puddle is the restraints keeping me bound in position. My body twitched. He unlocked me and I unhinged, immobile in a very different way. My heaving slowed. The sweat began to cool. "My turn," he whispered in my ear. A grin crept across my face. Hmmm. I rustled through the bag of fun and hold up the red handcuffs..... Yours in Erotica, Vocabulary Slut {=} |
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I wish there was an Erotic Nonfiction Forum.... Hope you enjoyed. I know I did  Yours in Erotica, Vocabulary Slut {=}
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very enjoyble
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Sounds like a lot of fun! Glad you shared! 
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That was really hot. Thank you for sharing. 
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You put such nice intimate little flourishes into the action... delicious. Hmm... what thoughts motivated that grin; such sweet suspense.
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Reminds me of Anaïs Nin. You got talent, my dear... Well, I believe in the soul, the cock, the pussy, the small of a woman's back...
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Well, I must admit, I can not take credit for the quote. It is from a movie that I like, "Bull Durham," with Kevin Costner, Susan Sarandon, and Tim Robbins . I suspect yours is original and much more detail. Another movie quote for you: "People forget that the brain is the biggest erogenous zone" --The Big Lebowski. Something that all Sapiosexuasl would agree upon. Happy word hunting. Well, I believe in the soul, the cock, the pussy, the small of a woman's back...
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First off, thank you for the friend request. Forgive the rambling, as I am a little out of my head tonight... I find this story very erotic, and was very hard from the buildup! This was the first blog of yours that I have read... I am not sure what made me pick it but I think it had something to do with the idea that I thought you were talking about a speculum instead of a spreader bar in the title... I told ya I was kinky, but I must admit that I underestimated you! I did not expect my level of kinky from you as well, but the more I think about it maybe I am sapiosexual as well. I have always gotten off on word play but I don't think that I realized it was a thing... I am very interested to read the rest of your blogs and I look forward talking with you sometime in the near future. Such talent so close to home! Lucky me!! 
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