Dimphy could only think of one thing. She never missed an opportunity to grab my crotch. When we were on the streetcar together, she would turn to me and gently squeeze the bulge in my pants. She loved to make me hard. Preferably, she always had me hard. Always ready. And she also wanted me to do the same to her on occasion. At the movie theater, she invariably made sure that she sat on the corner so that no one sat next to her. Then she put her coat over her like a blanket. And when the lights were barely out, she would grab my hand to tuck it into her pants, or under her skirt. Or she would put her coat over my lap so she could jerk me off under it.
When I complained about it to my friends they didn’t understand me. What was I whining about? I had to be happy to have a nymphomaniac as a friend. They would know what to do! But I was always afraid that we would get caught, when she pushed my hand under her skirt again in a crowded bar to show that she had no panties on. Or when on a walk in the dunes she dropped to her knees to suck me on the spot.
Dimphy was oversexed. And I was too pragmatic, always and everywhere seeing dangers and drawbacks. “Not here Dimf,” I would say. Or, “not now,” “not like this.” I was afraid I would squirt my seed into her coat in the cinema, for example. But she only thought that was ‘cool’.
But I did love her. And I felt all too well that I had better keep her happy. Because girls like Dimphy … well, they just might cheat. Do you think I didn’t realize that?
Just the other day we were at a festival. It was crowded and we were all rocking close together to the music, when Dimphy pulled my head towards her. I thought she wanted a drink, or that she needed to go to the bathroom. But she said in my ear that the girl behind us, was fingering her. Shocked, I looked back and the girl was startled and pulled her hand away. Dimphy was angry. “We can take her home, right?”
I had to think of something. So I snooped in her nightstand at home. There were several toys and cuffs. I knew she had them, but we never actually played with them together. But it did give me an idea.
That night, when Dimphy came home from work, I called if she wanted to come upstairs. On the bed I had prepared the cuffs and some toys. At first she looked guilty. A little caught off guard. As if I had wanted to call her to order. But when I ordered her to undress, a wide grin soon appeared on her face. She didn’t know how quickly she had to lie down on the bed like a starfish to be patiently bound. First her wrists. Then her ankles. A blindfold on. Dimphy bit her lip.
Then I picked up some kind of vibrating egg. When I’d found the thing, I hadn’t had a clue. But YouTube knew what to do. With some lube, I inserted it and connected the thing to an app I had downloaded. Now I put on some dubstep and placed my phone right next to the speaker. Every bass translated into deep vibrations from the egg and I watched Dimphy curl up on the bed. It was working!
Now for the butt plug. Dimphy had several of different thicknesses and materials. I chose one of medium thickness. Not too small, but certainly not too big either. With a good dollop of lube and a dose of patience, the thing finally slid into her. She now jerked even more to the beat of the music. The vibrations of the egg resonated firmly against the plug. It’s nice when a plan actually comes true.
I had saved the best for last, though: her wand vibrator! I attached the heavy monster to the inside of her leg with two straps. And in such a way that the top pressed against her vulva, but just barely against her clit. And then? Then I turned it on and sat down at my little desk. I turned on my Playstation and grabbed the controller. The opening tune of Red Dead Redemption played and I robbed a bank with the Van der Linde gang, while Dimphy curled up on the bed behind me and moaned.
Next to me was a notepad. Every time I thought Dimphy was having an orgasm, I drew a line. In no time there were already four dashes. Her moans grew louder. Her exhalations longer. Seven dashes. I was amazed. Or maybe not. Every now and then I would look back to see her jerking at the cuffs. Once she told me that her previous boyfriend had managed a record 17 orgasms in one day. I counted the dashes. Twelve.
“Please, please…,” she moaned. But I didn’t know if she meant please stop, or please continue? I decided the latter and made another dash and then counted them again. Fifteen. I looked at my watch. She had been tied up for an hour and fifteen minutes. I paused my game and set the controller aside to check that everything was still in place. I repositioned the wand vibrator a bit and twisted and pulled a bit on the egg which immediately resulted in her coming once again shockingly.
“Sven, please, please!”, she begged.
“What?”
“Stop, I can’t take any more!”
This was the moment. I took off my pants and got down on my knees beside her on the bed. With two hands I put her hair together and pulled her head toward me. In a reflex, Dimphy began sucking my semi-hard cock as I pushed it into her mouth. I could feel the jerking of her body in her mouth. Things went a little black for me and I didn’t realize I was fucking her in her mouth until her gagging noises brought me to my senses. She struggled to keep my seed in, but she did her best to swallow it all.
Then it was time to turn everything off and release her from her predicament. But almost immediately a strange kind of panic struck. Had I gone too far? Would she be angry? Just to be safe, I decided to leave her wrists tied for a while longer.
Dimphy was fire-red on her neck and face. Her skin was glowing. There was a big wet spot in the sheets of the bed.
“My god, Sven! What. Was. That?”
“Yes, sorry, I thought …”
“Sorry? That was fucking awesome!”
I untied her wrists now too and she flew into my arms.
“Can you do it again?” she asked and she turned on her stomach and stuck her ass in the air. I just sighed.
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