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It's been a DAMN long time since my Dear Wife Marie & I had any wet fun, but FINALLY! Yay!
We were at a fast food place where you can get your own drink refills, we'd been just hanging out, sipping many Diet Cokes.
We got into a debate about some old movie trivia, each of us sure we're right. Then comes the bet- each of us got a scrap of paper & wrote down what the other had to do if the bet was lost. We know each others limits, nothing hazardous, expensive, repugnant, etc. I'm writing writing writing- she just jots down something quick. I wrote down that we would have to go right home, no "pit stops", and play our "time out" game, which we hadn't played in a couple of YEARS!
It's a desperation game where one of us is secured to a horizontal pipe in our basement with nylon cable ties for a specified time (usually 30 minutes) while the other gets to poke, tickle, tease. If the "victim" holds out, he/she is released & gets to give the "teaser" a golden shower! I also added that Marie had to wear her full body black leotard & her black leather ballet slippers (super sexy, and ALSO if she did "hold out", It's not quick or easy to undress from! Heh heh...)
Since she wrote so fast, I guessed it was her spanking me with a spatula, ping pong paddle, etc. She loves that.
She gets out her "smart phone", Googles the answer. DAMN! I was wrong!
"OK- so what do I have to do"?
She flashes a sly smile- "You tell me...!" She had written- "We do what YOU wrote, with our roles reversed!"
She turns over my paper, smiles hugely! "Let's go, sweetie" she purrs...
I too, have a leotard & ballet slippers from some games we've played. We get home, I get ready. I'm already feeling quite a need to pee. She zips my two wrists to the pipe, and as an added surprise, zip ties my ankles together!
She starts the timer (30 min), steps upstairs. It's really iffy that I can make it. She comes back downstairs, wearing only black panties & her ballet slippers! She pulls up a chair, sits, and touches her tip-toes up each of my legs.
The cokes are really kicking in, and she is pressing my bladder HARD with her tip toes!
Folks, I didn't last 2 minutes. I just plain ERUPTED. Marie steps back to admire her work- the tight fabric is flooding with pee, all down my legs, some squirting through the cloth, too. My slippers were gushing full, a huge puddle formed below me.
Whew!
"Don't forget, Vic, I have to go, too!" She slips her panties off, sit back in the chair, spread her sweet pussy lips, and lets loose on me! Amazing how strong the force was, how HOT.
Once her stream died, she cut loose my hands. "You're not done yet, Mister!" She jumps on a table, spreads her legs, says, "Clean me".
I had to hop over in my soaked tights, my slippers squishing out our pee with each hop.
She tasted SO good! After a good "service", I said- "Any more?" and pushed on her pubis, while tongue- tickling her. She GASPED with with a surprise climax, and a hard squirt of her hot pee shot my face.
I never enjoyed losing a bet more!
I just wish "Real Life" didn't soak up so much of our time & energy these days.
Later!- Vic
We were at a fast food place where you can get your own drink refills, we'd been just hanging out, sipping many Diet Cokes.
We got into a debate about some old movie trivia, each of us sure we're right. Then comes the bet- each of us got a scrap of paper & wrote down what the other had to do if the bet was lost. We know each others limits, nothing hazardous, expensive, repugnant, etc. I'm writing writing writing- she just jots down something quick. I wrote down that we would have to go right home, no "pit stops", and play our "time out" game, which we hadn't played in a couple of YEARS!
It's a desperation game where one of us is secured to a horizontal pipe in our basement with nylon cable ties for a specified time (usually 30 minutes) while the other gets to poke, tickle, tease. If the "victim" holds out, he/she is released & gets to give the "teaser" a golden shower! I also added that Marie had to wear her full body black leotard & her black leather ballet slippers (super sexy, and ALSO if she did "hold out", It's not quick or easy to undress from! Heh heh...)
Since she wrote so fast, I guessed it was her spanking me with a spatula, ping pong paddle, etc. She loves that.
She gets out her "smart phone", Googles the answer. DAMN! I was wrong!
"OK- so what do I have to do"?
She flashes a sly smile- "You tell me...!" She had written- "We do what YOU wrote, with our roles reversed!"
She turns over my paper, smiles hugely! "Let's go, sweetie" she purrs...
I too, have a leotard & ballet slippers from some games we've played. We get home, I get ready. I'm already feeling quite a need to pee. She zips my two wrists to the pipe, and as an added surprise, zip ties my ankles together!
She starts the timer (30 min), steps upstairs. It's really iffy that I can make it. She comes back downstairs, wearing only black panties & her ballet slippers! She pulls up a chair, sits, and touches her tip-toes up each of my legs.
The cokes are really kicking in, and she is pressing my bladder HARD with her tip toes!
Folks, I didn't last 2 minutes. I just plain ERUPTED. Marie steps back to admire her work- the tight fabric is flooding with pee, all down my legs, some squirting through the cloth, too. My slippers were gushing full, a huge puddle formed below me.
Whew!
"Don't forget, Vic, I have to go, too!" She slips her panties off, sit back in the chair, spread her sweet pussy lips, and lets loose on me! Amazing how strong the force was, how HOT.
Once her stream died, she cut loose my hands. "You're not done yet, Mister!" She jumps on a table, spreads her legs, says, "Clean me".
I had to hop over in my soaked tights, my slippers squishing out our pee with each hop.
She tasted SO good! After a good "service", I said- "Any more?" and pushed on her pubis, while tongue- tickling her. She GASPED with with a surprise climax, and a hard squirt of her hot pee shot my face.
I never enjoyed losing a bet more!
I just wish "Real Life" didn't soak up so much of our time & energy these days.
Later!- Vic
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