Lipstick on My Collar
Copyright© 2023 by Dick Conrad
Chapter 3
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Margo is close to 50 and although I'm only 24, she is the one woman I aim to make my own; because I have a score to settle with my Dad. And so I make a Dinner Date for Two at an out of town venue that plays soothing dance music. But will it work when taboos are rife and passion wild? Who knows?
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Coercion Mind Control Fiction Slut Wife Incest Mother Son DomSub Sadistic Group Sex Analingus Massage Oral Sex Size Prostitution
Over the following months we continued to enjoy new sexual adventures in the games we role-played.
We liked dressing-up and situation games; and we liked ‘Bath-nights for Jimmy’ games, with mummy being topless while she sponged his naughty bits to stimulate growth and firmness. Then we got bolder.
Initially Margo had been nervous of indulging in a bondage game and it took some coaxing for her to take part in some light and simple stuff which she found stimulating! So with the second session I raised the stress-stakes for her with more complex bondage and demands before allowing her to climax, and it began getting more exciteing for me too.
Then gradually came the delight of heavy bondage; in which Margo was strapped-up in all manner of awkward predicaments. I then began the quest of getting her to climax for me at a given moment. Getting the vinegar stroke moment together was quite a task; but when it did happen it proved to be the ultimate sexual bliss; in spite of the pain that Margo had to endure to get there.
But then a game changer came when I installed some heavy-duty hanging hooks above, from which mother could be hung, gagged and bound.
The pleasures which resulted were intense; and not only did I then realise that I had a strong sadistic streak in me, but It also highlighted mother’s femine trait of reveling in being hard-done by; of being the victim. Yet when I did manage to bring her off, her climax’s were long and loud! So I knew it was working for her too!
As we progressed with the bondage, I became bolder in what I felt Margo could endure; and supprisingly she usually went along with things; well ... after some booze in her and a promise of a Dinner-Dance at the Blue Lagoon.
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