I'm a little tied up right now... (ADULT CONTENT)

Some people say there’s not enough bdsm in my blog, and they’re right, there usually isn’t. So I’ll change that right now.

As a bit of a break from my “Journey” series of blogs, as I’ve been working hard on that and deserve a break, and I’m sure you guys would like a break from that as well, I’m going to write a current day blog, just to mix things up a little.

So I’m not going to take you back to the ancient times of my teenage years today (well it feels like ancient times sometimes!), I’m just going to take you back a week or so to a Friday evening at home in the J and blogslut household!

I’d been home from work for about half an hour, I hadn’t got changed or undressed just yet – J likes me to stay dressed in my work attire for a while in the evening – so I was in a knee length black skirt, a white and blue fitted blouse with a bit of cleavage on view, a light blue bra, thong, and suspender belt combo, black stockings, and black 5” heels.

I knew J was feeling a little horny as he was being a little amorous, but then my phone rang so I began a conversation with my friend on the other end. I was on the phone for a few minutes, sitting on the sofa, when J sat down next to me and began kissing my neck. I broke off the conversation for a second to see if he wanted me to get off the phone, or if he could keep it in his pants for a little while.

He said no, and told me to stay on the phone, but carried on kissing me anyway. At this point I pretty much got the idea of what he was doing. Lately he’s developed a habit of molesting me (I say that in the nicest possible way lol) whilst I’m talking to friends or family. A week earlier he’d fingered me to an orgasm under the table whilst we were at a friends house. Not to mention another time recently where he got me to give him a hand job until he came over my face while I was talking to my mum on the phone!

So anyway, I was chatting away to one of my most talkative friends – not somebody you can get rid of in a couple of minutes – and he was kissing my neck and shoulders, which was followed by him groping me through my clothes, and then to him unbuttoning and taking off my blouse. My skirt was off next, and then my bra, and he really increased the difficulty of my conversation then by pinching, biting, nibbling and sucking my nipples, and slipping his hand inside my panties to gently rub my clitoris and insert one finger, then two fingers inside me.

He quietly told me to stay on the phone before he started pulling at the waistband of my panties – I lifted myself off the sofa to help him, and he slipped my underwear right off.

He continued his attack on my breasts and pussy as I carried on chatting, albeit absent mindedly, and my friend on the other side was completely unaware. It helped that she’s the kind of person who does most of the talking so I just had to say the occasional word or make the right sound of agreement .

He even got me to jack him off right by my face, literally inches from the phone, and even suck and lick the head of his ever growing cock during the parts of the conversation where she was talking so I didn’t have to.

Then he knelt in front of me, still indicating that I should stay on the phone and not try and end the conversation, he pulled me down the sofa a little and spread my legs before burying his face between my thighs, expertly flicking his tongue around my clitoris, first fast to work me up, and then slower to bring me down a little. I was holding the phone away from my mouth so my friend didn’t think our line had got crossed with a stalker, breathing heavily down the phone. And every time it was my turn to speak, he’d work my clit a little faster, or reach up and squeeze one of my nipples hard. I don’t know how my friend didn’t realise something was going on, I even practically yelped in pain down the phone one time when he pinched my nipple particularly hard. I explained to my friend that I’d just dropped something on my toe.

I’d been on the phone half an hour with all this happening, when J stopped, took me by the hand and ushered me up off the sofa. He led me up the stairs in nothing but my stockings and heels, telling me again not to end the phone conversation.

He had me lay on the bed on my stomach, I still had the phone to my ear as I rested on my elbows, and J walked around me, gathering various things from various places. Every time he walked in front of me he’d put his cock to my lips, place his hand on the back of my head and thrust all the way in a couple of times, before withdrawing, allowing me to do my best to carry on my conversation whilst he continued gathering things from around the room.

I noticed he had taken a couple of lengths of rope out, and I was really hoping my friend would stop talking and get off the phone before he used them. But she was well into the flow of talking, chattering on about her work and various other things.

J suddenly took the phone off me, pressed the speaker phone button and placed the phone on the bed by my head so I could still talk into it easily, and I could hear her without having it next to my ear. I knew I was about to find out what the ropes were for, and at this point he pulled my arms behind my back. Spreading my legs and pushing my feet up so they were against my ass, he proceeded to pull my arms to where my feet were and whispered to me to hold onto my feet. My shoulders were pulled back, so my back was slightly arched, keeping my head up off the bed. Taking the ropes he tied my left wrist to my left ankle and my right wrist to my right ankle, in a strange hog-tie variation. I was now helpless, tied, teased and open to anything, lying on the bed, my phone on speaker on the bed next to my head.

My friend was still chatting away, and I was doing my best to carry on the conversation, although I hadn’t really heard anything she’d said in the past couple of minutes as I’d completely lost my attention span. But I was making the right noises and saying the right words at the right times, and she just kept talking.

J spent the next 15 minutes teasing me mercilessly – he’d also got a vibrator out, and he inserted it into me on a low speed. He was running his hands, lips and tongue all over me, walking around in front of me and placing his cock at my lips so I could suck it for a few seconds here and there. He was also occasionally moving my legs so they were in a less bent position, which pulled my arms with it, pulled my shoulders back, and caused my back to arch. It is a generally uncomfortable position – you can either relax your legs a little and it pulls your arms back, or you can relax your arms and it pulls your legs up. The times he grabbed my hair and pulled me back, I was actually relieved as it took the pressure off my arms and legs.

All the while during this I was making little sounds of pleasure and pain, and doing my best to maintain the phone conversation – I really wanted to hang up, but knew that J didn’t want me to be the one to end the conversation, he wanted it to come to the natural conclusion of my friend finishing what she wanted to talk about. I really don’t know how she didn’t catch on to what was going on, or at least have some general idea that I wasn’t really paying attention. I even feigned tiredness to try and get her to hurry things along and hang up.

A while later, after what seemed like an eternity, J removed the vibrator from me and placed the head of his cock there instead, teasing me some more, as he moved it around, brushing it against my clit, inserting the tip of the head into me. He pulled my hair again, lifting my upper body backwards towards him, and he whispered into my ear “do you want me to fuck you?”. I whispered back “yes” before he told me to beg for it, and he let go of my hair, causing my upper body to fall back to the bed. I tried to turn my head to look at him behind me, which was near impossible in this position, and I whispered a pleading “please” in his general direction, he just mimed with his lips and hands that he couldn’t hear me.

He carried on teasing me with his cock and fingers, driving me crazy, and I really couldn’t concentrate on the phone in front of me, but was trying so hard, even if it was just to try and take my mind off the complete and utter horniness that J had driven me to. I finally sensed that she may be finishing her talking and encouraged her to hurry along, telling her I had to go and that I’d maybe pop around tomorrow for a glass of wine. She must have sensed my urgency to get rid of her to some degree, as she said “ok, I’ll see you tomorrow” and we said bye, and I tried to use my nose to hit the off button on my phone, it didn’t work at all, I wasn’t even sure if she’d hung up or not, but I couldn’t wait any longer, so I just nudged the phone off the bed and onto the floor, and just screamed out “please fuck me, PLEASE!”

J didn’t need asking twice, I think he was as worked up as I was, so he just thrust into me, deep and hard, and fucked me for about 10 minutes. I’d been on the cusp of cumming since the vibrator was in me, so I was doing all I could to hold back, as I’m not allowed to cum without permission. But when J was close he asked me if I was ready to cum, I shouted out “oh God yes”, and a few seconds later he told me to cum for him, and as he came inside me, I screamed out in an intense and phenomenal orgasm.

As soon as J was finished he pulled out and walked around in front of me. He grabbed my head, thrust his cock into my mouth and right down my throat. I was helpless as I was tied up as he fucked my face for a couple of minutes, emptying a few last drops of cum into me.

After pulling out, he went to get washed up whilst I was left tied on the bed. He came back a couple of minutes later, untied me and we cuddled on the bed for a while.

Until next time everybody, and if it’s a holiday weekend where you are, then please have a good one! :-)