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Tied to the Table

Oct 10, 1999

By billyboss

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One evening my husband Tom asked if he could tie me naked to the
kitchen table and fuck me. It seemed a bit silly but if that would
make him happy, I didn't mind. He stripped me naked, blindfolded me
and put a gag around my mouth. Bent me forward across the table,
spread my legs wide and tied each ankle to a table leg. I was
laying across the table with my arms either side of my head and my
hands clutching the far edge of the table (It was a narrow table.).
He then put rope around my wrists and tied the ends of the rope to
the table legs on the far side. When I was trussed up like that, I
found it to be quite stimulating. Especially with my legs pulled
wide open, I could feel my pussy lips being stretched open as well
and this was causing my juices to flow. He gave me a good fucking
and I quite enjoyed it and he was really thrilled by it.

The following week he had a few days off work, so on the Wednesday
morning, he asked if he could do it again. I said don't you think
it's a bit early in the day. But as he was obviously feeling randy,
I agreed. He tied me as before, including the blindfold and gag.
He had just started fucking me, when the phone rang. We have a wall
mounted phone and he could reach it without breaking his rhythm. It
was Alice from over the road, her husband Bill was trapped under a
load of lumber, not hurt but couldn't get out. So Tom said that he
would go over and help. "I wont be long." he said to me. I replied
"Wumf Umfl argh wwwff." which meant untie me but with the gag in my
mouth I couldn't speak. "It's OK, I'll only be a few minutes." and
off he went.

I was laying there, trussed up like a turkey waiting to be stuffed
when the thought occurred to me that my bottom was facing the door
to the hallway and if the postman looked through the letterbox, he
would see right up the hall and right up me. That idea started to
turn me on and I was feeling quite sexy when I thought that I heard
a squeak, then another, then another, then it stopped. Then I
thought that I heard the door to the garden open but I wasn't sure.
Then I felt hands on my hips and something rubbing across my pussy
lips. Oooh it did feel nice. Tom must have come in the back way
and was continuing where he had left off. Oh yes, I was enjoying
this feeling as the cock started to push it's way between my lips
and go deeper inside my pussy. In, out. In, out. Gently fucking
me deeper with each stroke. Then faster and faster, my climax was
building as the cock shot it's hot sponk into me. My climax kicked
into action as I came and came.

It was lovely, Tom had never fucked me so delightfully before. I
said "Wumf Umfl argh wwwff." but there was no reply, only the sound
of the door opening and closing. I couldn't understand what Tom was
up to but I just lay here revelling in the after glow of a good
fucking. Then I heard the door again, then hands on my hips, a cock
entering my pussy but his time it was a fast and furious fuck. It
got me going but I didn't reach a climax. The cock shot it's hot
sponk into me, then withdrew. Then another set of hands, another
cock entering my sloppy pussy. What was going on here? Who where
these people? What was Tom up to? As this new cock pushed it's way
into me, I could feel the walls of my pussy being stretched wider
and wider. It must have been a very thick cock, it felt wonderful.

I had never felt so full before. I just relaxed and enjoyed the
sensation of being used and stretched by a strangers cock. I
climaxed 3 times before the huge cock shot it's hot sponk inside of
me. It withdrew, I heard the door, then quiet. I must have been
there for another 15 minutes when Tom returned full of apologies for
being so long. He untied me and straightened me up, saying that I
must be stiff being left tied in that position for so long. He made
no mention of anyone else being here, so if he hadn't arranged it,
who was it. I said I was feeling stiff and would go and have a hot
bath to relax. In reality I wanted to wash out all the sponk in me
before Tom noticed.

It was as I lay relaxing in the bath that I heard the same squeaking
that I'd heard just before being gang banged. It was the window
cleaner, of course, it's Wednesday morning. he always comes every
other week at 10am Wednesday mornings.

2 weeks later, just before 10am on Wednesday morning, Tom was back
at work and I was alone in the house. I went to the kitchen and
tied rope around the table legs, put on a blindfold and gag and lay
across the table as before. I just wrapped the ropes around my
wrists and held the ends in my hands. And waited. (I didn't bother
about tying my ankles.) After a few minutes I heard the door, then
felt the hands, then the cock entering me. My husband had
unwittingly started me off as a gang bang slut but now I love it,
can't get enough strange, unseen cocks using me, fucking me,
emptying their lovely sponk into my eager cunt. Each Wednesday they
brought more men. Last week I counted 10 cocks fucking me. I don't
know if it was 10 men or just some of them having 2 goes at my eager

I left a note taped to the window, it read:

It's now almost 10am Monday and I'm just going to put on my
blindfold, (I don't use the gag anymore as the men like to fuck my
throat.) and lay over the kitchen table and wait to be shagged

Isn't it funny how things turn out, it was my husband who wanted me
to be tied up and fucked and now I have lots of lovely cocks using
me and he doesn't know. Be careful what you ask you wife to do or
she might enjoy it more than you know.

PS While you are turning yourself 'on' reading this, what is YOUR
wife up to? (or who is up your wife???????)

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