Hanging Around

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32

Hanging AroundOn occasion you read about something kinky and it sounds so good you just want to try it. The first time Tonya and I did this, things didn’t quite go as they should have. Mike had left one of his pornographic magazines lying on our living room radiator and Tonya found it. We began reading through the letters in it and found one with an interesting premise. It offered both a measure of fear and arousal. We decided to try it.The premise was for me to be nearly hanging by my balls, with my head and the tips of my toes the only support to prevent the actual suspension, while my wife performed oral sex on me. The main piece of equipment was rope. I had plenty of rope. Then, we had to decide where we would do it. We couldn’t do it outside without attracting far too much attention. That left us to find a way in our apartment.Our small guest bedroom had in it a set of bunk beds. Since we had no hooks in our ceiling and no exposed rafters, or beams in our apartment, the upper bunk would have to suffice.Both Tonya and I were getting excited as we set up. I had looped the heavy nylon rope over and through the upper rails, leaving an open noose dangling near the forward edge of the lower bunk. After I was in the noose, Tonya would be able to take up the slack and tie off the opposing end to one of the rear uprights.Because Mike was staying with us off and on, Tonya decided to shut the bedroom door, in canlı bahis the event he should come into the apartment while we were occupied. Then, she climbed into the lower bunk and helped me into position. She tightened the noose around my scrotum and began to tug away the excess rope until I was just barely able to hold my body aloft.“How’s that?” She asked.I was in a backbend on the lower mattress, barely touching the pad with the crown of my head and my toes.“I think that’ll do it.” I grunted, fighting to keep my weight from coming to bear on my balls. I could see how this would excite a person: the pressure being exerted on my body and the uncertainty involved in the precariousness of my position was strong enough without the added taunt of oral teasing. I was as hard as a rock.“Just one more thing then.” Tonya said, taking my metal handcuffs I had gotten at a flea market and shackling my wrists together behind my back, effectively taking my hands away. She sat back against the wall and looked at me, taking in the sight of my bound, bowed body. I could tell she was getting horny too.With a somewhat feral smile, my wife leaned to me, licking my chest and teasingly biting my nipples. I flinched, which caused a tug on my balls. That brought a gasp from my throat. I didn’t know if it had been pleasure or pain.Tonya felt sure it had been pleasure. She kissed along my abdomen to my straining erection and bahis siteleri took it into her mouth. I had to admit, the fear and slight pain enhanced the feeling of arousal, as her tongue began its incredible spiral journey over my engorged cock. Tonya increased her oral ministrations, sucking at me as if there would be no tomorrow, while I struggled to keep my hips elevated and my testicles safe.I was so close to cumming and Tonya could sense it. She moved to improve the angle she approached me from and suddenly, the world shifted.I swung out from the bed, all support beneath my body gone, a wrenching tug on my scrotum sending sparks through my vision. Tonya yelped and tumbled past me, impacting the far wall with her head and falling stunned to the floor. I could still feel the beds tipping and knew that soon they would crash down atop us both. But then, there was a loud boom and the beds halted at a thirty-degree angle, the sudden stop yanking my balls savagely.Tonya tried to get to her feet, but was momentarily dazed from her collision with the hard plaster of the wall and collapsed back down. I could do nothing to help her, my hands cuffed behind my back as I swung from my scrotum, my feet and head several inches above the floor.Finally, Tonya struggled to her knees, realizing my predicament. With a shout she reached for the noose, but the impact had tightened it down to where she couldn’t possibly güvenilir bahis loosen it. The same had happened to the knots at the back of the bed. The rope would have to be cut to get me down.“I’ll get a knife!” Tonya said. She rushed to the door and grabbed the knob, but the bed had halted itself against the door’s frame, effectively wedging the door shut. She yanked on the door repeatedly to no avail. On her final attempt, her fingers slipped from the knob and she sprawled back into me, sending me swinging in wide, spinning arcs. In the midst of one of those arcs, my head struck one of the bunk bed uprights, nearly knocking me out. “Oh God!” Tonya yelped, trying to halt my movement. “I’m sorry!”Dazed, dizzy and in agony from my tortured scrotum, I fought to focus as Tonya raced about the room, looking for any means to free me. After tearing apart the dresser and the desk, she found an old pair of c***d’s paper scissors.Scissors in hand, Tonya began to whittle at the rope, the blunt blades barely fraying the sturdy synthetic fiber. Over and over my wife chopped at the rope with the tiny metal shears, until finally, after more than twenty minutes, the last strand of the cord snapped and I dropped with a thud to the floor.Tonya lunged to me, prying at the noose that strangled my balls. It finally slipped loose and I erupted, spewing hot cum onto her face and into her hair.“Wow!” She said, her eyes wide in surprise. “I really didn’t expect that.”I wanted to respond, tell her that the ejaculation was a surprise to me as well, but with the sudden release granted by cumming, compounded by the blow to my head, I passed out.

Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32