My boyfriend and I have each always been very sexual people, but together we've awakened this unimaginably fun, free, playful side that's been so fucking fun to play with. I feel like the luckiest gal.

We had the weekend together after several days apart. We'd sexted plans and fantasies, including our ambitions of folding another person/people into the mix sometime soon. I promised him I'd arrive with our little collection of toys and my ass freshly cleaned out so he could have full access to any of my holes he wanted. I spent the weekend with my throat especially pried open and pounded, my gag reflex basically absent for every face fuck he needed or that I wanted. We spent the weekend sticky and satisfied, in love and snuggly between rounds. Saturday night around 4AM he woke me up with a rock hard cock, and after sucking him down for a while, I crawled up his hot body to ride him. He knows hearing a sexy story helps me cum, so he told me the next day he was planning to use all our toys on me, watching me whimper and beg until he gave me the fuck I deserved. I came hard, and he nuzzled my neck while we fell asleep again in our perfect spoon.

Sunday afternoon, after some errands, he told me to go upstairs and take my clothes off, which I immediately and eagerly did. I lay out the toys for easy access... nipple clamps, ball gag, two sizes of butt plugs, eye mask. I lay on the bed waiting for him, opening my legs so he could find me fingering myself, breathing heavily, ready for whatever he had planned.

He came up and smiled at me, sweetly putting his face between my thighs and inhaling deeply, flicking my clit with his tongue, feeling how wet I already was in anticipation. He stood back up and I greedily dove into his crotch, putting his dick right back into my well fucked throat, which he enjoyed for a minute before asking me to sit up pretty straight in the bed, then a little straighter. He had a long pink silk scarf with a chain pattern on it I didn't notice until later. He wrapped it sweetly around my wrists, then the bed frame, so I wasn't uncomfortable but couldn't get out. He put the mask over my eyes, gently but securely, caressing my cheek when it was all set. By now I was deeply turned on, my cunt watering and starting to ache with the need to be fucked. I heard a lid pop open, then felt three drips of lube drop onto my thighs, my skin twitching knowing that he was about to fuck my ass with a toy. And sure enough, I opened my legs at his request, and I felt the silicon slip inside my asshole, already sore from Saturday's fucks. I thought that was it, but then another, bigger ball slipped in, and finally another. I was so surprised I yelped, and quickly eased into it, loving the feeling as always. Feeling more helpless and turned on by the minute, he clamped my always erect nipples, standing at attention to make it easier to slip the rubber guards over them, pushing up the tightener a little more than usual, so it hurt. But the sensation was so fiery and sexy, it overcame any discomfort, turned my nips into clits, so any touch, any tonguing felt like small orgasm.

He straddled my face, his thighs rubbing against my tortured tits, but before I could groan, he'd guided his dick back down into my mouth, plunging as deep as it could go. I softened my throat, leaned back to give him best access, and went to fucking town, grateful, aggressively tonguing the tip, then using what leverage I had left to bob back and forth to see how deep I could get him. At one point he held my nose for a few seconds, cutting off my airflow. Heaven.

After just a couple minutes, he pulled out, and replaced his cock with the black silicone ball gag, gently tightening the cinch behind my neck to hold it in place. And before I could get my bearings, he'd left the room. I sat there, wet, nipples pinched, ass plugged, eyes blindfolded, wrists bound, mouth full, all my holes teased but unsatisfied, calling for him as best I could with the gag in my mouth, begging for him to come back. My skin was electric. Every every tiny breeze was a gust of air. The droplets of sweat and lube and spit on my body felt amplified by a thousand. All there was was my desire, and my senses were all contorted and sexed up at his doing. Just like he promised.

He hadn't left me waiting like that before, and he graciously didn't leave me waiting too long, though three minutes feels like an hour in the state I was in. He came up with a glass of water, and started in on my pussy, licking and then fucking it. He flicked my nipples, and I could tell through closed eyes he liked seeing my whole body flinch in response. He wiped his cock against my cheeks so I could smell my juices. The mask started to fall down at some point, and he let it fall, beaming down at me, untying my wrists so that I could grab a hold of his beautiful body with all my might, feeling the force of his dick penetrate me lovingly. He took the gag out of my mouth so I could kiss him and lick the pussy off his cock.

I rode him til I came like a train, shuddering and collapsed from the intensity. He was getting close too, and I reminded him the last part of the fantasy he'd promised. So he fucked my face until my throat generated thick, gooey saliva, enough to get good lube to jack off, and he put the ball gag back on me, lying helpless once again while he stroked himself off until he came all over my face, some dripping down the ball and into my mouth. We put all the toys aside and held each other in the soaked sheets, proud at what we'd just done.