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Necktie Party
Chapter 2 When we awoke the next morning, we were both too embarrassed to talk about what we'd done a few short hours before. We did the usual things, and said the usual things, before leaving for work. I'm sure that Jen thought about little else during the day, because that was the situation with me. I found that my cock was at least semi-hard most of the time, and I had to fight the urge to tighten my necktie even more than usual, in order to refresh the memories. It was my turn to prepare dinner, and I left work a few minutes early to return home. I tried to make all Jen's favorite dishes, to thank her for giving me the most fantastic sex ever. Over and over during the preparations, I tried to think of a way to bring up the subject of what we'd done, and to ask if we could do it again. As it turned out, I needn't have worried, since Jen took charge as soon as we were seated at the table. She said, "I talked to Melissa during one of her breaks today." Jen is an administrator at the same hospital where her friend is an emergency-room nurse, and I knew that they frequently saw each other during the workday. I asked, "What did you talk about?" She simply smiled, and replied, "I'm sure you know. She wanted to know if we'd tried a little 'inhalation therapy' last night, and I said that we had." We both chuckled at Melissa's term, and I pressed Jen to tell me what else they'd talked about. "I told her that you were as big as a horse, and that we both had orgasms stronger than we ever thought possible. She wanted to know if you'd let me do that to you again, and I said I didn't know." She paused then, looking at me questioningly. I said simply, "Whenever and wherever you want to. It's all I thought about all day. I didn't know that sex could be like that." She smiled broadly, then said, "I told Melissa that you'd say that. I think she's jealous of us, because it took her a long time to talk Tom around to letting her strangle him. When I told her that all I had to do was mention the subject in order to get you to let me do it, she was green with envy. You'll never know how proud of you I am." We were finished eating by that time, and Jen got up and walked behind my chair. She leaned over and kissed me passionately, then asked, "Did you mean it when you said 'whenever and wherever'?" I nodded my head, then said in confirmation, "Just say the word, my love. Anytime, anyplace. My neck is yours." She straightened up, and then placed her hands around my throat, squeezing gently. My cock was already semi-hard from our conversation, and as soon as I felt the pressure of her fingers, it filled to fully erect. She said, "As soon as I get the table cleared, and the dishes in the dishwasher, I'll take you up on that offer. Your little dickie is going to be lots bigger in just a few minutes. Now go fill the bathtub for me, because I want a nice hot bath before I string you up." We both laughed at that, and as she began clearing the table, I went to the bathroom to get things ready for her. I'm sure that both of us were anxious to get to bed, and to repeat our loveplay of last night. I was already undressed and in bed when Jen walked into the bedroom. As she looked at the nightstand, she smiled then laughed. "Looks like somebody's anxious to get started," she said. I had laid the three neckties on the nightstand so they would be ready for her to use on me. The bedcovers were turned down, and I was lying in the center of the mattress on my back. My cock was rock hard by that time, and given my state of excitement, I didn't see how it could possibly get any larger when she strangled me. After she had tied my wrists, she climbed on the bed and straddled my chest. "I want you to eat my pussy before I hang you tonight. Last night your tongue was sticking out of your mouth as far as it would go, and I've been thinking all day about having it service me." She moved up to my head, then lowered her crotch to my mouth, ordering, "Now get busy! You've been sentenced to be hanged by the neck until dead, but before I carry out your punishment, you're going to give me a little pleasure." Far from feeling punished, I was more aroused than ever by the chance to lick her. I had always derived as much pleasure from eating her as fucking her, and being tied to the bed and "forced" to do it seemed to make it a bigger turn-on than ever before. I began working my tongue slowly up and down her slit as she preferred. When she began to slowly rotate her hips, I concentrated on forcing it more deeply inside her, then rapidly flicking it against her engorged clitoris. Her soft moans told me that she was responding to my attentions, and that she would soon reach orgasm. Just then, she lifted her crotch off me, saying roughly, "You son-of-a-bitch! You'd just love to make me cum so I won't carry out your sentence, wouldn't you? That's the typical criminal mentality! You're going to get it now! I'll stretch your neck so far your eyes will pop out!" With that, she grabbed the third necktie from the nightstand and placed it roughly around my neck. With a practiced motion she positioned her pussy above my erection, then guided me inside her. She grabbed the two ends of the necktie and began pulling them strongly, all the time muttering, "It's time for you to die. Damn you, I'll strangle you for what you did to me! How do you like that, huh?" As before, I began to experience the burning sensation in my lungs, and tried to free myself from the restraints that were holding me in position. In the back of my mind, I knew that I was on the verge of passing out, but foremost in my mind was the thought that she was having a frantic orgasm. As my cock spasmed to join her, I remembered no more. Again, I woke to the wonderful sensation of being cuddled and loved by my wife. In contrast to last night, she was not apologizing for what she'd done to me, but rather merely asked, "How was it this time?" When I could again speak, I answered hoarsely, "Wonderful. It was great. I don't need to ask if you liked it, because I knew you were cumming before I passed out. Right?" She smiled sleepily before replying, "No question about it. I think it was even better than last night, if that's possible. All the time I was riding you, I fantasized that it was your tongue that was in me, and it was swollen to that size because I was strangling you." As we slipped in to a deep sleep, her last question was, "Did you really mean it when you said 'whenever and wherever'?" I replied, in the husky whisper that was all my throat would bear, "With all my heart, my love. Any time, any place." I heard her whisper, "Okay. You asked for it." Then she was fast asleep, leaving me to wonder what was in store for me in the future.
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