Horny Housewife Tames Her Fitness Instructor With Erotic Rope Play

At least he doesn’t look gay she thought as she watched her new personal fitness instructor walk towards her front door – the last one was a bit too effeminate for me – she smiled to herself.

At 40 she still had her looks, and recently divorced was starting a whole new life for herself. Her ex had been a complete pig – a violent pig at that.

She looked at the guy on her doorstep and kind of liked what she saw. He was tall lean (obviously else he could hardly be a gym instructor she mused) – with a crew cut and wearing a tight t-shirt that showed off his muscles nicely.

The more she looked the more she liked.

Formalities over they were now in her lounge, she was wearing tight lycra shorts and a halter neck top. She felt a little twinge in her pussy as he slipped off his jogging bottoms revealing a very nice bulge.

‘OK’ he said ‘let’s warm up.’

They began with the tried and tested warm up routine but she was completely distracted by that bulge in his tight shorts. As her breathing deepened she felt her nipples hardening and could swear she saw that beautiful bulge move.

‘Right six bunny hops – six sit-ups quick time and’ he said smiling, ‘let’s see how fit you are.’

She chuckled and lay forward on her hands pushing her cute ass high in the air. She moved her arms in close to her body making her large tits press hard against her top. She hoped he liked what he saw – he was certainly having a good look.

She stood up not at all breathless and with her hands on her hips she asked coyly ‘Well?’

‘You are indeed fit’ he replied smiling and taking in her figure, ‘but we can get you fitter, he turned and produced a skipping rope and handed it to her. As their hands brushed she felt a surge of adrenaline and pure and total lust.

His eyes dropped sharply.

Oh my God, she thought, he’s shy!

Something came over her and she slipped the rope over his head – he looked amazed and made to pull it away but her free hand slapped his hand away.

‘On your knees’ she hissed feeling the juices flowing in her pussy ‘on your fucking knees’

Unbelievably he sank to the ground his eyes gazing up at her like a puppy dog begging for attention.

Not completely understanding the strange sensations she was feeling but absolutely loving it she wound the skipping rope around her hand and pulled in face down on the floor.

Straddling him she whispered in his ear ‘Lie still’

Turning she rummaged through his gym bag and found what she was looking for – another skipping rope. In seconds she’d bound his hands – and now lying on his back tied up with a rope around his neck she felt alive like never before.

Her pulse began to race as she saw that bulge in his shorts grow into a huge throbbing hard on. But she knew deep down it wasn’t his cock she wanted – it was his submission – his compliance – his humility.

Somewhere from deep inside she felt an almost primal urge and she stood up slowly – his eyes widened and she glanced down and saw the whole of her shorts around her wet cunt were soaked. She smirked as she saw his cock throb in delight.

‘Not today son’ she said and placed her bare foot under his balls and began wriggling her toes, ‘today is about me..’

She pulled back and kicked him as hard as she could and he doubled up in agony and screamed.

The sight and sound only intensified her lust and she was relieved to see far from trying to get away from her – he was actually begging for more.

‘Please,’ he groaned, ‘hurt me..’

Never in her life had she felt such a rush – such a feeling of total and utter abandonment and she knelt down her fingers digging into his waist – she ripped his shorts away.

His huge penis sprang free and she gasped at its size and smiled licking her lips as he wriggled his ass groaning at the pleasure of its release.

‘Stay still’ she hissed, ‘this is about momma’

In his bag her hand found some muscle rubbing oil and an evil appeared. His eyes darted backwards and forwards nervously as she sat astride his chest and slowly open the lid. The smell was horrendous and his eyes were like saucers as he took a deep breath of the noxious substance.

She waved it back and forth slowly and wriggled a little as she felt the hardness of the tip of his cock pressing into the small of her back.

Swivelling round she rested her ass and pussy onto his upturned face and felt the warmth of his breath as he sniffed the pussy juice deep. She shivered with anticipation as she felt his tongue begin to lap against her short. Later she thought – much later.

His cock just inches away from her face, she grasped it and squeezed the glistening purple head until he groaned in both pain and pleasure.

Pulling his foreskin back sharply she pressed herself onto his face and pinned his shoulders to the floor – for a moment he struggled fearful of suffocating – but soon the air came and he raised both knees and parted his legs.

The rubbing oil was pungent and thick and she poured a little over the tip of his cock. He stiffened at first feeling it’s coldness as the creamy fluid covered his dick wioth a silk like sheen.

She braced herself – she knew what was coming. Suddenly the rubbing oil began to do it’s work and his cock began to tingle then burn as the heat invaded. He struggled and cried out – the vibration against her ass and pussy only increased her desire and she pushed her full weight onto his face.

Pinching the tip of his member hard she opened up the eye of his impossibly hard red cock and let a little of the lotion drip inside his tube. The struggles became more frantic and the groans became shrieks of pain. The more he struggled and screamed the more the sense of lust over took her body and she began grinding hard into his face.

She felt the first waves of an orgasm approaching and she slowed to a gentler wriggle. Spotting a water bottle she poured some over his glowing cock. The shock of cold water was both enough to send a shudder through his body and stop his pitiful groans.

She stood up and stared at the man at her feet. He stared back a look of disgust and pure unadulterated lust came over his face and she smiled.

‘Roll over.’

He did so instantly  – and this she liked.

Face down she pulled the skipping rope from around his neck and noted with satisfaction the handles were rubber and shaped like dildos.

She used her fingers to open her sodden pussy lips and grunted an almost animal sound as she slipped the hard cold rubber handle into her pussy. Waiting until it was resting right on her G-Spot she knelt and behind his buttocks.

Slapping them made him raise his ass in the air. Prising his cheeks apart she felt the juices begin to trickle down her thighs and she sank deeper onto the rubber.

For a moment she considered adding her sweet juices to the other handle as a lube – but hadn’t he said he wanted to be hurt?

She sighed as she placed the tip of the rubber skipping rope handle against his asshole – she felt him tense and then she plunged it in as far as it could go and sank even deeper onto her knees her full weight baring down on the rubber cock substitute – and she came in long shuddering wave after wave of blissful unbelievable pleasure.

The only sound she heard as the orgasms continued to rip through her body was his muffled cries of agony and pleasure.