Sometimes the first time is one of the best Part 2

Our foreplay was literally hours. Lots of caressing, tons of kisses and those included my going down on her (if you haven’t noticed in other writings, that is my all time favorite sexual activity) for extended periods. I came up several times and tried penetrating her lovely pussy but in each attempt got, “no, ouch, it hurts!” To me “no” “it hurts” or “I’m scared” means no so I would continue with the foreplay. It probably went that way three or four times although now it seems like it was literally hundreds. I eventually said “Maybe we better wait.” Christa said, “just give me a few minutes” We laid there and kissed and fondled and she said something that proved to me that she was in fact every bit as wild and kinky as I’d imagined. Also that she was very much a sub with some naughty fantasies.

In between sweet kisses she took my face into her hands and brought her mouth to my ear and gave my earlobe a little bite, saying, “You know, if you tied me up I couldn’t stop you.” I was at once stunned, amazed and more aroused than ever. I pulled back, looked at that sweet face and deep into those gorgeous eyes and asked “Do you really mean that, are you sure?” She just nodded and smiled. I took her by the hand to the perfect spot.

Our bedroom had a walk in closet with a stout clothing rod its full length. I pushed the hanging clothes to both sides, grabbed a necktie from a hanger and bound her hands and tied the loose end to the rod. I looked at her and said, “You know I’m going to do this, right?” She simply said “Uh huh” While I didn’t slam it in I immediately went behind her, put my cock at the opening of her pussy and slowly inserted it. Of course it was tight and there was some level of whimpering and evidence that it hurt from her cries but I simply kept going until I was fully inside of her.

I slowly moved back a few inches and reentered. Each time she groaned a little and whimpered but with each recurring thrust, she relaxed her lovely body and got wetter still. Within a couple of minutes the cries and whimpers became more intensely guttural grunts and exclamations of pleasure. It lead to her saying “Yes! Fuck me! God I love it!” After a few minutes I was at full speed and enjoying it every bit as much as she was. Each thrust was to the hilt and then back out fully only to slam it back it in. That went on for several minutes until she was literally yelling, this time, “Oh my God, Oh my God, I think I’m cumming! I found it amusing that I knew she was but she was saying “think.”

I’m sure she was because my cock got drenched with the warmest rush of fluid and I could feel that lovely redhead’s muscles contracting hard around my shaft. That’s what it took for me (and almost always does. I really can’t cum till my partner does) to go over the top. I pushed in as far as my cock would go and shot a long lasting, maybe 10 pulses, load of cum into that no longer virgin piece of heaven.

As I pulled out one last shot onto her back and ass. When I did she literally collapsed with just the tie and her bound hands holding her upright. I had to go into the bedroom and get a stool for her to sit on so I could untie her. When I did she collapsed into my arms and gave me the best hug I think I’ve ever had. It included her wrapping her arms and her legs around me and pulling me to her. We stayed like that for a few minutes, passionately kissing and both of saying “Thank you, I love you so much” or words to that effect. That lead to my getting hard again and her simply reaching down and this time putting it in herself. No issues as she was now a little looser and definitely as wet as a girl could get.

We fucked like that till we both orgasmed again. Not long after we both climbed into bed and for the very first time, she climbed on top and rode me like a pony. That turned out in the future to be her favorite position, or was with me anyway. Finally at about 2 or 3 in the morning we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

The next day we kissed and made love again. This was one of the few times I can actually say with absolute certainty I made love with someone. It was much the same through our ensuing 5 years together. As I said at the start, as many times as I have been married and divorced, this is the one I shouldn’t have let get away. How can anyone not understand that that experience, that willing rape if you will, not be a keeper? Dumb me. I love her deeply to this day and always will. Yes we are still good friends. Love you Binks, forever.

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