Juegos de Seducción y Dominación

I had been wrong until then, but suddenly everything cleared up. From a theological frame, just what theory has nothing to do with it. A sexual encounter has everything from everyone, except theoretical explanations. And yet, I had erred again.Every time I found myself with her -who doesn't have a name for reasons that could easily be imagined- what happened in that room was fabulous. The final result was always a smile, and the desire to meet again soon. But it would be very false to say that every time it was equally intense. And after many months, and many furtive encounters, I could find a thread. And a theoretical response. It was on the last encounter. I had brought my ropes. Because sometimes we like to play a little, and until then I had the feeling that a bit of dominant play managed to put her in a more receptive state, if that were possible.It's clear already that sex with her is tasty. We always sweat and always smile. But sometimes something more happens.
And I noticed it in his gaze when I crossed the ropes under the bed. They are two ropes of about four meters each, and I like, being a pure pervert, to put them in cross.I undressed her completely, and covered her with the blanket to keep her from getting cold, while I slowly took care of fulfilling my task. I caressed one hand... I passed the entire palm of my hand over her wrist, as if preparing the terrain. And meticulously began to wrap the wrist of her left hand with the rope. Each turn of the rope remained perfectly aligned with the previous one. I was concentrating on making it very elaborate, but saw that she wasn't looking at me, instead looking at the artisanal work that had been finished in a knot on her forearm. Then, I went to the other end of the bed and took her right foot. I caressed her ankle, and started again with my task. Without any hurry, with the same dedication. She couldn't move her hand anymore because it was tied at both ends. I took care of her right hand and left foot, and saw my work: beautiful, still, immobile, with her ass and back at my mercy.

And then, the revelation came to me. Until that moment, I thought what was at stake was a matter of submission and domination. Only just now, after so much time, had I realized it was about delaying. About dedicating myself to tying knots. To immobilizing, and to postponing my physical desire. All that time when I took care to tie with care and precision, had been enough to load the air with a tense desire.

I noticed when I passed my finger over her pussy. It was very lubricated. And until then, I hadn't given her even one kiss or caress. Only dedicated the time to tying her up. And postponing my own release.

So I decided to keep going down that path, telling her dirty things, almost irreproducible, but basically revolving around how she was wet just because she was tied, and how beautiful it would be if the photos I was taking now could end up in her husband's hands, who never, not even in his dreams, could imagine their sweet and modest wife playing a game with ropes. stretched out, and as hot as she had ever been in her life.Rocked her back with the tip of my fingers, and felt that an electric current ran through her body.
She couldn't hold back anymore. And she started insulting me almost senselessly. I say almost because today was a day of revelations. Tied down, face down, she was saying things to humiliate me. She was provoking me. I gave her a slap on the ass, and she howled with pleasure. She betrayed herself a little because when she felt the blow, she shouted yes. After so much sweetness and primordial knots, she wanted to feel like her skin was burning under my slaps. There were some more in her booty, and others on her back. I pulled her hair, and lowered my hand onto the ass that had turned red. She started convulsing with pleasure. The spasms ran through her body, and in that same state, I took her ass with my hands and sunk my mouth into her booty.My tongue was gathering its honey, and I spread it over her Booty. And I hardened the tongue and penetrated with it.With a guttural voice, more grave than it usually has, he asked me without beating around the bush 'suck me like this, don't untie me'I gave him cock in the ass until he came again. And then yes, I released him. What happened then I'll never forget it anymore. When all her extremities were free, she climbed on top of me, kissed my mouth, and started rubbing against me until she fell onto my cock, and without stopping, she moved convulsively, squeezing me with her vaginal lips, and her hands wrapped around my neck, her tongue invaded my mouth, and her pelvis sometimes moved forward and backward, and sometimes in circles.My hand was searching for her booty, and I stuck a finger into her asshole. She arched her back backwards, and while she was deeply penetrated, she rubbed her clitoris against my pelvis.
The cries of pleasure from her got mixed up with my moans. I murmured that I couldn't hold back anymore, and she increased her pace. A kind of whirlpool ran down my neck and descended to my testicles. I had lost all control and came inside her. One, two, three spasms crossed my body.
Her stomach also had spasms, like mirrors. My orgasm triggered hers, and her orgasm made mine more intense. We collapsed on the bed, without strength, but still holding each other.
After that, each one for their own part. But the sensation remained spinning around the whole body all the rest of the day.