Allie and Andrew: New Toys

Over the last few months Allie and Andrew’s sexual relationship had taken off. They had had more sex in the last 4 months than in the previous 3 years. Part of the challenge of the previous three years was due to the exhaustion of having three young children, and the change was due to feeling more comfortable talking about sex. In many ways, sex had just become more fun. Earlier in their relationship, sex was something they had taken very seriously. What they were discovering was they should always take their relationship and their commitment seriously, but this didn’t mean they couldn’t have a lot of fun during sex. And now they were having lots of fun.

Allie had thoroughly enjoyed planning new and inventive love-making sessions for Andrew. She had surprised him with a new toy and had turned him on by putting him through a casting audition. Allie had discovered that she loved occasionally taking control in the bedroom (something she had never done in their 8 years of marriage), and Andrew had commented on how sexy it was to see his wife be so confidant and how freeing it was to go along for the ride and enjoy the pleasure of whatever she had planned. This wasn’t something they did every time they made love, but it was beginning to be something that both of them looked forward to.

After a couple of busy weeks of birthday parties, school events, sick children, and work deadlines, Allie could sense that they both needed a ‘special night.’ She made her usual arrangements to have their children stay at their grandparents’ house and began to plan an evening.

Allie wanted her husband to be thinking about her all day, so she waited until he was done with his morning shower. He was standing at the bathroom sink wearing only a towel. She came up behind him and gave him a bear hug around his chest – firmly pressing her body against his. As she released the hug, she gently pulled his arms behind his back. Holding his hands together behind him, she whispered in his ear, “Do you remember that night when I tied you up?”

Andrew smiled, “How could I forget.” He leaned back into her body.

“I have planned our evening. Please don’t work late,” she said with a smile. Holding his hands behind him with one hand, in her other hand she held up two black rubber bracelets – like the kind you wear to raise money (e.g., Livestrong) or advocate for a cause. Andrew could see them in the bathroom mirror and wondered what they were for. Allie gently put one bracelet on each of Andrew’s wrists. “This will help you remember what is waiting for you at home tonight. Don’t take them off.” She smiled devilishly.

Using her left hand to grab each bracelet, Allie could easily hold Andrew’s hands behind his back. With her right hand she reached around him and rubbed his chest, down his stomach, and grabbed him through the towel. Andrew let out a loud sigh and threw his head back at the unexpected pleasure. Allie reached through the folds of the towel to find his already hard shaft. She firmly grabbed him and used her body to firmly push him against the bathroom counter. She was rewarded with another sigh, and she could feel Andrew’s hands trying to reach into her pajama pants. Maintaining her grip on his hands and shaft, she pulled away from him. “No, no, no. Not until tonight,” she said teasingly. She gave him another squeeze before releasing him and breezing out the bathroom door.

Andrew stood at the sink and looked at the black bracelets on each wrist. His cock was still throbbing and his mind began jumping to various scenarios that might be waiting for him later that night. As he dressed for work, his dress shirt and suit coat covered the bracelets. Throughout the day any time he felt the bracelets on his wrists, he found himself daydreaming about the evening. There were several times when he had to return quickly to his desk for fear that someone might notice his erection below his suit jacket. If that wasn’t bad enough, then the texts starting coming.

Around 10am he received the first one. Just a picture of a lipstick case on the bathroom counter. The next followed an hour later with a picture of one of Allie’s black high heels – it was lying on a pillow on their bed. Andrew realized that she must have been planning this for a while – Allie was at work today and she was sending pictures that she had taken previously. Around 1 pm, the picture was a black night mask hanging from a hook in their closet. Finally, the last picture was of black leather restraints. The restraints were dangling from the pull-up bar on their bedroom closet door. Andrew couldn’t help but think back to when Allie had surprised him with the restraints and gently tied his hands to the bar above him. It was a night he would never forget and had set in motion their new sexual renaissance. None of the messages had any text – just pictures. The anticipation was driving Andrew crazy and the throbbing in his groin was almost constant.

Andrew found himself gently fondling one of the bracelets as he drove home, thankful that the workday have finally come to an end and even more thankful that he was married to the most caring and beautiful woman in the world. Upon arriving Andrew walked quickly to the bedroom. The room was dark except for two candles, and he could see a card on the bed. He opened the card quickly:

Andrew, I love you more each day. I hope you’re ready for a wonderful evening. Take off everything except your bracelets. Take the night mask from under your pillow. Kneel on the floor at the foot of the bed and put the night mask on. I’ll be there soon. I Love You. – Allie

Andrew followed the directions quickly – although he struggled momentarily to take off his briefs and pants as he dealt with his raging erection. He knelt on the floor and waited as patiently as his anticipation and eagerness would allow.

Allie was waiting in the bathroom. She could hear Andrew as he entered the house and then the bedroom. As she pressed her ear against the door she could even hear him disrobing. She had planned most of the night based on her thoughts and dreams over the last few weeks. Her confidence had grown over the last few months – she knew that Andrew found her attractive, she had learned that he enjoyed when she took initiative in the bedroom. But perhaps it was just a woman thing – she always felt nervous before beginning these ‘sessions.’ The fear was much less than before the first time, but a small part of her worried that Andrew would not find her sexy or that she would do something wrong.

Allie had thought carefully about how to begin the evening. Like many women she had read 50 Shades of Grey, but she had been put off by the harshness and lack of commitment portrayed. But she often thought about how Christian had Anastasia wait for her on her knees. She wanted to feel what it was like to have her husband to desperately want her and wait for her in that position. She knew that waiting a few minutes would heighten their anticipation, but after 2 or 3 minutes she couldn’t stand it any longer. She wanted to see and feel her husband. Allie quietly stepped out of the master bathroom.

The two candles provided enough illumination to see the entire bedroom, yet were dim enough to shroud everything in mystery. Allie stepped quietly into the room and paused briefly to look at her husband. He had followed directions perfectly. He was nude and was facing the foot of the bed and was on his knees. She saw him sit up a bit straighter as he heard her enter and his hands rested in front of him on his legs. When Allie saw the black bracelets on his wrists, she smiled to herself.

As slowly as she could, Allie walked up behind Andrew. There was something indescribably sexy about having him waiting for her on his knees. She was overwhelmed by his willingness to submit to her in this way, but also felt a responsibility to give him pleasure. She felt powerful, yet loving and confident, yet caring. She could feel her heart beating in her chest and noticed that it matched the throbbing of her clitoris. Allie thought, “Eat your heart out Anastasia. This is what real love is.”

Andrew had heard the bathroom door open. The blindfold forced him to concentrate on his hearing and other senses. He could hear each creak of the house. The waiting had seemed like 10 minutes, but he knew it had been less than that. It surprised him that his erection did not lessen while waiting. The anticipation was thrilling; every nerve and sense was on high alert. He thought about saying something, but he didn’t want to break the mood. He knew she had plotted this carefully, and he didn’t want to mess up the plan. Besides, it thrilled him to let her choreograph the evening. Their previous ‘sessions’ had been so hot and Allie had continued to surprise him with her requests, boldness, and confidence. He wasn’t going to mess with that, so he sat quietly and waited.

“I see you still have your bracelets on,” said Allie breaking the silence.

“Yes, ma’am.” Andrew said without thinking. It just seemed appropriate to add the ‘ma’am’ when he was in this position.

“Good boy. Put your hands behind your back.” Andrew complied immediately. After moving his hands, Allie could see his hard shaft rising from his thighs. She could feel her confidence increasing and the insecurities slowly melting.

“These are just toys. Let’s give you something that is made for a real man.” She reached down and gently pulled the bracelets off. She had brought in the leather restraints that she has used before. She gently encased his wrists in the leather straps. She knew that he could easily break the Velcro if he wanted, but she also knew that he wanted to play along. The strap between the restraints was adjustable – when she had tied his hands over his head she had lengthened it to reach over the pull-up bar. But now she shorted the strap to hold his wrists close together behind him. “That’s better,” she whispered in his ear.

She slowly walked around him once, twice, and then a third time. Since Andrew could only hear her, this had the disorientating effect that she had hoped for. She stopped behind him and reached out to gently run her hands through his hair. Andrew leaned slightly back – thankful to finally feel her touch. She moved around in front of him and stepped between him and the end of the bed. Leaning against the footboard of the bed, she looked down at her loving husband. She was surprised at how she could feel so much love and lust at the same time.

The footboard was low enough that she could half-stand/half-sit on it. She leaned on it and opened her legs. “Come forward,” she commanded. Andrew quickly scooted forward until he felt Allie’s hand on his forehead. Allie’s hands gently touched his face, his neck, and his hair again. Andrew did his best to remain still – although he exhaled as he felt his wife’s gentle hands on his skin. Allie’s hands became more aggressive, pulling gently at his hair. Putting one hand behind his head, she pulled him forward. Andrew’s lips met the fabric of Allie’s thong, and he knew immediately that he was at her mound. Andrew began fervently kissing and licking. He quickly got his bearings and began nibbling at the juncture of her skin and her thong. It was Allie’s turn to sigh as she looked down and watched her husband. Andrew’s lips and tongue began to press against her – striving to get through the slick material to what lay beneath.

Allie had hoped to tease him in this position a while before moving on to something else, but the desire that had built up throughout the day, the image of her blindfolded husband on his knees in front of her, and the accuracy of his tongue made her adjust her plans. She grabbed his hair and pulled his face from her. She quickly pulled off her thong. With two hands she grabbed his head and pulled him into her. Andrew immediately began sucking and licking. Despite the mask, Andrew’s tongue honed in on Allie’s clitoris and began licking it. Moving quickly and then slowing down. Alternating between firm contact and teasing. He was skilled in this game of bringing her to orgasm but he was surprised to sense how quickly it was happening. Allie was barely able to stand as the first waves hit her – she had never come this fast before. Allie’s hands continued to pull him into her as she thrust her pelvis forward to meet his lips and tongue. The waves of orgasm made her a little dizzy and she finally had to release him and collapse next to him.

Andrew listened intently as he heard his wife’s breathing slow down. He loved that he could still taste her on his lips and was thrilled that he was able to pleasure her. Andrew had always loved performing orally for his wife and it was even more thrilling to have her demand it this way. He wondered what would be next.

After a few moments of enjoying the aftershocks, Allie stood up. She was slightly embarrassed she had not followed her plan. She had not intended to do that until after pleasuring and teasing her husband more. She quickly got back to her plan. She was pleased to see that he was still kneeling in the same position. She leaned against the footboard again – partly because her orgasm made her unsteady – and spread her legs again. Her left high heel accidentally brushed against Andrew’s knee and she saw him spread his legs slightly – as if he desperately wanted to reach out to her. She lifted her heel and softly brushed his thigh.

“Mmmmm.” Andrew’s leg reached for her heel again. She smiled. It was not on her ‘script,’ but she went with it. As she leaned against the footboard she took turns gently rubbing her heels on his thighs. Andrew’s breathing quickened and his low moans grew louder. “You like that baby,” she said – more statement than question. Andrew’s head dropped back in pleasure, “Oh yeah.”

Allie used her heels to guide Andrew’s legs apart. This gave her much better access to all of his sensitive areas. She gently worked her way up his inner thigh. She watched intently as his face writhed in pleasure. With growing confidence, she nudged his balls with the toe of her heels. She smiled as Andrew spread his legs wider. “Mmmm Ohhhhh.” Using the smooth part of the side of her heels she gently traced his shaft to its tip and travelled slowly down the other side. Andrew thrust his hips forward as much as possible as he blindly tried to grind himself against her touch. Allie repeated the teasing on his other thigh. This time it almost looked like Andrew was trying to stand up as she teased his cock with her heels.

Allie was enjoying this almost as much as Andrew and she could feel the wetness increasing between her own legs. Almost absentmindedly she reached down with her right hand and began gently rubbing herself. She had never pleasured herself in front of Andrew before, but the eye mask allowed her to be even bolder than usual. Without thinking she took her left hand and began tracing Andrew’s face, quickly moving to his lips. Hungry to do more with his mouth, Andrew quickly began sucking on her fingertips. She pressed each finger aggressively into Andrew’s mouth as he continued to suck on each one like a lollipop. She also began rubbing herself more aggressively. The double sensation of her own hands and Andrew’s sucking began driving her wild.

An impulse shot through her – another off-script moment. Without thinking, she pulled her wet fingers from his mouth and used them to rub herself. Simultaneously she took her right hand – wet from her own passion – and gently touched his lips. Andrew began licking immediately. Upon tasting her on her fingers, he immediately realized what she had done. Allie watched in anticipation to see if he would be appalled. Instead, Andrew immediately sat up straighter and began sucking even harder. Her fear gave way to the sensations again and she began thrusting her fingers into his mouth and he eagerly licked and sucked them. Through half-lidded eyes she watched her husband suck her fingers as he knelt on the floor in front of her, hands still restrained behind him. Allie thought, “Who knew that he could do so much without his hands?”

Allie felt the beginning pangs of another orgasm, but this time she didn’t allow herself to be swept away in the pleasure. She slowed down and then stopped rubbing herself and stepped away from Andrew to regain her composure. After a few deep breaths, Allie leaned down behind Andrew. “You must be tired and sore from being on your knees for so long,” she said compassionately.

“I’m doing fine,” Andrew said – not wanting the moment to end even though his leg and back muscles were getting tired.

“It’s time to move to the bed. I’ll help you up,” Allie said as she helped him to his feet. She led him to the bed and gently removed one of the restraints from his wrist. She lengthened the strap and then had him lie down on the bed. She firmly pulled his hands over his head and looped the strap around one of the bedposts and reattached his other wrist. She leaned over the bed and reached down to kiss him passionately. Their tongues darted and danced and she took his face in her hands. The kisses continued as she took her right hand and began rubbing his chest. She massaged his nipples and continued down his body to his hard cock.

She pulled away from his kisses. “You’ve been a very good boy tonight,” she said playfully. “It’s time to focus on you.” She removed his night mask and let it drop to the floor.

For the first time that night, Andrew could finally see Allie. Her hair was pulled back and she still wore her black bra. Andrew had guessed that she was wearing the same leathery black bra and thong as before – at least that was what his tongue told him before she removed her thong. She looked stunning. She leaned down and kissed him again. Her right hand reached down and grabbed his shaft. She forced her tongue into his mouth and she began stroking him. She had never been this aggressive in their first years of marriage – but things were different now.

She released her kiss. “You like that baby?” She was a little intoxicated with seeing him naked on the bed with his hands tied to the bedpost. She gripped his shaft aggressively and continued stroking him with fervor.

“Yes, baby. Don’t stop baby. That feels soooo good.” Allie grinned at him. She slowed her stroking, but increased the pressure of her grip. Andrew began panting and closed his eyes. Allie had always been timid when stroking his shaft or when massaging his balls. It was obvious that she was getting over her fear of hurting him and he was now reaping the benefits.

Allie’s strokes slowed even more, driving Andrew wild. He raised his hips to try to will her to stroke faster, but Allie remained in control. “Not yet baby,” she whispered in his ear as she sucked on his earlobe. “Do you remember when you were tied up in the closet doorway?” Andrew just moaned at the wonderful memory. Allie smiled and continued, “I asked if you wanted what was in my right hand or my left hand. You chose my right hand – and I got to tease you with my riding crop.” Andrew’s cock surged at the memory. Allie felt it and gave it a reassuring squeeze. “Are you still curious about what was in my left hand?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Andrew replied immediately.

“You think you can handle it?” she taunted. Allie was really getting into it now. She loved knowing that her husband wanted her. It was irresistible that he was almost begging for her to pleasure him. No fear about his reaction remained in her. Allie knew that her husband adored and lusted for her – and no one else – and this was the most powerful aphrodisiac she could experience.

The teasing continued. “Do you want me to get it? You sure you can handle it?” Her hand emphasized each question with a tight stroke on his shaft.

Andrew could hardly take it. “Yes, please. Please baby, please,” he begged. Allie kissed him again and then slowly walked to her dresser. She opened the drawer where she kept her lingerie and removed something – Andrew couldn’t quite see it in the dim light. She turned around and returned to the bed. She stood next to him and held up a leather flogger. The handle was about 6 inches long and covered in black leather. The flogger had about 20 strips or ‘tails” of black leather dangling from the handle.

Allie had never, ever, thought she would buy or use anything like a flogger. Several months ago while planning her first ‘session’ with her husband, she decided to buy a Beginner’s Bondage kit with some ‘accessories’ in it. It included 2 sets of the leather restraints (which had already come in handy), a night mask/blindfold, a riding crop, a leather flogger, a leather collar, and a set of silk scarves. She justified the purchase because it was cheaper than buying the restraints and scarves separately. Only after her previous session with her husband did she realized how much both of them enjoyed it. More importantly, she discovered that she could use these accessories like stage props. She couldn’t stand the thought of hurting her husband, but was happy to use them to accentuate the mood. And, he seemed to love it.

Allie gently rubbed the flogger on her shoulders, down her breasts, and gave each of her legs a quick swish with the leather tails. Allie had practiced with the flogger on herself when she got it (and again yesterday in anticipation of tonight). She knew exactly how hard she could swing it before it caused her any pain. And based on her previous experience with the riding crop, she knew she could go at least that far before Andrew was uncomfortable.

Andrew’s eyes widened when he saw what his wife was holding. He knew his wife wasn’t going to hurt him, so he looked longingly at her. His shaft had softened briefly when she stepped away, but the sight of her holding the flogger instantly brought it back to maximum hardness.

She let the tails of the flogger gently cascade over Andrew’s hands and arms that were restrained above his head. She teased his arms and then gently brought them down to his neck and chest. The tails tickled his skin and his armpits in the process. Allie swished the tails on his chest with her right hand. After a couple of swirls she reached down with her left hand and began rubbing his nipples. She could tell that Andrew loved the sensations. Although his hands were restrained he began squirming his legs and torso. Allie switched from rubbing his nipples to squeezing them firmly between her fingers. As she did so, she stopped stroking the tails of the flogger on his skin. She lifted the flogger and with a flick of her wrist she gently brought the tails down on his chest and nipples.

His body shifted quickly and Andrew grunted. At first she thought she had hurt him – which surprised her because she was almost certain that she hadn’t swung too hard.  “Are you ok?”

He quickly reassured her, “I’m fine,” he said panting lightly. “Please don’t stop. Please.”

Allie was relieved and quickly regained her composure. She moved to his other nipple and then again lightly brought the tails down on his chest. Adam’s moans encouraged her to continue. She moved to his stomach and then skipped down to his feet. She took turns lightly dragging the tails across his skin – trying to tickle and tease him – and then would quickly flick the flogger to gently surprise him with a new sensation. She worked her way up from his toes to his thighs.

“Turn over,” she instructed. The strap between the restraints gave Andrew just enough slack to flip onto his stomach. She continued the teasing beginning with his feet and working her way up his body – lightly dragging the thin strips of leather on his skin and then flipping the flogger to hit him with just enough force to surprise him. Allie’s confidence with the flogger grew as she found the ‘sweet spot’ where she flicked it hard enough to make a snapping sound and elicit a gentle grunt from Andrew, but not enough to hurt him.

She continued up the back of his legs. Allie took her time teasing his cute little tushy – swishing the tails across him and then giving him a few extra gentle smacks there before moving up his back.

“Turn over,” she repeated. Andrew quickly flipped to his back and waited for what his wife would do next. Allie honed in on his groin swirling the leather tails across his shaft and over his balls repeatedly. Andrew thrust his hips up to meet the sensations. She pulled the flogger away and forced him to wait a few seconds before she gently snapped the tails against his hard cock. She was gentler than she had been on his back because she wasn’t quite sure what this would feel like on such a sensitive place. But Andrew continued to buck his hips to the ceiling as if begging for more.

The ‘session’ had gone on for almost an hour and Allie felt that she should put her husband out of his misery. She laid the flogger on the bed and reached down to grab his erection. “Did you like that baby?” She asked although she already knew the answer. Andrew grunted his affirmation. She watched his face – his eyes were closed and his head nodded with each stroke she gave him. She tightened her grip, increased her cadence, and continued to observe her husband’s reaction. Allie hadn’t given her husband a handjob in years. She had forgotten how intoxicating it was to hold his manhood and have such control.

She continued with her firm grip and kept her quick, but controlled pace. Andrew’s breathing quickened as he began to writhe on the bed – his hands and arms straining a bit against the restraints. His eruption came quickly and surprised her – his moans loud enough that she was glad the kids weren’t home. She kept pumping him until she was sure he was spent. She finally laid down beside him and nestled into his chest. Only after Andrew’s heavy breathing subsided did she finally break the silence.

“What did you think about that?” Her devilish smile had returned.

Andrew responded only with a light moan – still savoring the experience.

Allie put her head on his chest. “Now you finally know what was in my left hand.”