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Crack Belt
"The flowering of our SM fantasies has been one of the highlights (FROM THE
JUNE, 1989, ISSUE OF "PENTHOUSE VARIATIONS")
"The flowering of our SM fantasies has been one of the highlights of our sex
life for Kathy and me. We began by using the telephone. I would call her at work
and describe in vivid detail what I planned to do to her sexually that night. To
my delight, I discovered that this excited her and she walked around at work all
day with a wet pussy. Knowing this turned me on.
Gradually I began to smack her ass during sexplay, as she sat on top of me or as
she lay on her stomach sucking my cock. I would be on my haunches in front of
her, and as she sucked me, I would raise myself up on my knees, hover over her
and bring my palm down on her ass. At frist they were exploratory smacks: light,
but hard enough to make the rounded flesh of her ass jiggle. Soon, though, I was
spanking her full-force, causing her ass to turn crimson with the imprint of my
palm, and her pussy to turn juicy.
As the spankings increased in regularity, I was satisfied we were on the right
path to living out our fantasies. Then we devised something we call the CRACK
BELT. Under her skirt or jeans she wore a thin belt around her waist with a
strip of rope attached to the back of the belt, running down between her cheeks,
snuggled tightly between the lips of her pussy, pressing on her clit and
attached again at the front. The constant pressure on her clitoris and the
continual rubbing of it while she walked kept her crack juicy.
The best part was watching her face when I knew she was coming in her pants and
no one around her realized it. I also went out of my way to find long flights of
stairs to walk up, because I knew thats when the rope and belt would make her
pussy the hottest. There were times when I thought she was going to faint from
the tremors of pleasure she was experiencing in her cunt. We always fucked
immmediately after taking the Belt off, and she was so wet that I could sink my
cock in to the hilt without the slightest bit of trouble.
The Crack Belt got to be such a favorite for us that Kathy actually began asking
for it, the first time being the night of our one year wedding anniversary. In
celebration, we decided to go out for a nice dinner. After Kathy showered and
put on her makeup, she walked out of the bedroom, naked, holding her Crack Belt.
Softly, in a seductive little voice, she asked me if I would'nt like fit her
into the Crack Belt myself.
I fastened the small belt around her waist and then knelt down behind her to tie
the cloth rope and pass it down the crack of her ass to be tied in front of her
navel. But this time I felt something different as I was doing it: such
important emotional tenderness on our anniversary. While kneeling behind her, I
planted a warm, wet kiss on each one of her buttocks causing her to shivver.
All through dinner my excitement continued to mount. I found myself touching
her, running my hand ahainst her cheek, pressing my hand against her hip and
lightly on her thighs. Beneath her dress I could feel the outline of the Crack
Belt. The slow, sweet torture of anticipation tingled in my loins, and I looked
forward to quenching my sexual thirst. Gazing at Kathy across the table, knowing
her crack was wet from the Belt, I saw in her eyes the saeme tense anticipation
I was feeling. We picked up our wine glasses and toasted out one year
anniversary.
When dinner was over we went right home. As soon as we were inside the
apartment, I took her in my arms and gave her a long, passionate kiss. I sucked
on her soft, warm tongue as if it were giving me life and unzipped the back of
her dress, letting it fall to the floor. My cock bulged and pressed against the
front of my pants as I knelt in front of her and undid the Crack Belt. I pushed
her back onto the couch and spread her thighs so that her soggy pussy presented
itself like ...
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