Tied Up In Tights

Tied Up in Tights

It had always been a secret fantasy of his to tie up a beautiful woman in tights. It had first come to him a few years ago while browsing through a shopping mall, seeing the multitude of lingerie stores and window displays featuring women in tights. The thought of a beautiful woman bound in a skin-tight fabric had stirred something deep within him.

She was everything he had wanted. Beautiful, brunette, and with a body to die for. He had met her in a bar and taken her home that same night. She had seemed like the perfect target for his legs-tying fantasy, and he had been eager to find out what it would be like.

As soon as they had gotten to the bedroom, he had wasted no time in getting started. She had been excited by what he was about to do and allowed him to tie her up with the tights he had brought along. He had gently wrapped them around her body, binding her arms and legs so she couldn’t move.

Once she was tied up, he had leaned in and kissed her passionately, exploring her with his tongue as she lay there helpless. His hands had moved all over her, feeling the softness of her skin and the smooth fabric of her tights as she lay there, unable to do anything but moan in pleasure.

He had wanted to make the experience as perfect as possible for her and had prepared everything in advance. He had brought along a blindfold, some lubricant and a few different toys. All of them went to use as he teased her with the blindfold and then with the vibrator and dildo. He had savored every moment, watching her writhing in pleasure and reaching her orgasm while he had her tied up in tights.

When it was time to let her go, he had released her arms and legs and helped her up. They had talked for a while before he had taken his leave, making plans for another session, but that wasn’t all. He had left her with a special gift – a box of tights, just like the ones he had tied her with.

The memories of their night together were still fresh in his mind when he ran into her again at a club. He couldn’t help but smile when he saw her wearing a pair of tights, and it wasn’t long before they were making plans for another session.

This time, he brought along a pair of scissors and cut off her tights so he could bind her legs with a leather strap instead. He moved his hands all over her body, teasing her most sensitive parts before pushing inside. His thrusts were slow and controlled at first, but soon he was pounding into her as she moaned and begged for more.

When he was finished, he lay next to her and kissed her tenderly, feeling grateful that he had found a woman who was as receptive to his fantasy as he was.

They continued to meet regularly and explore each other’s fantasies until one night, when they decided to take it to the next level. With a new excitement in the air, they moved to the bedroom and he tied her up again, this time in a more elaborate way. He had brought along some bondage rope, which he used to bind her wrists and ankles, before gagging her with a silk scarf.

Standing back, he admired her bound and gagged body as she lay there, helpless. He could feel himself becoming aroused as he looked at her and soon he was on top of her, pushing into her from behind as she moaned into her gag. His thrusts were hard and fast, each one bringing him closer to his climax as she writhed beneath him.

When he reached his orgasm, he leaned forward and kissed her neck before rolling off of her and untying her. He smiled as she thanked him, blushing and looking a bit embarrassed. But she had enjoyed it, they both knew it, and he was sure there would be more of these encounters in their future.