[Crash] Sex in the garden in a corset and straitjacket

Three weeks ago now, my Man falls from 3 meters and fractures a vertebra. He underwent an operation and had to rest for a month. Between the waist cincher corsicating my body and the straitjacket now MrSirban, We really wanted to make love. The medical corset is a pretext for a sex party in the garden between pleasures and pains.

Maybe you're familiar with the “Trilogy of Concrete” by James G. Ballard ? The first volume, “Crash!“, was adapted into a film by David Cronenberg in 1996. I saw the film before reading the book. It focuses on sexual arousal oriented towards body trauma and the scars related to car accidents. We drew a parallel. Fortunately, it's much less serious.

After photographing themselves half-naked in the garden with the self-timer of the phone, we put the GoPro on a chair to film our body with a corset. Excitement builds when you see the orange garter belt and the immobilization straitjacket.

Take a seat, Sit down ! I invite you to be a voyeur of our lovemaking.

We start with gentle foreplay. Your knees, I take my Man's dick in my mouth. With the tip of your tongue, I give a deep throat. My hands wander over her body. They meet the rigidity of the immobilization corset. The feeling is strange. I nickname my Man “Zombot“. It's a mix between Zombie and Robot. He is exhausted.

In all honesty, It's not the smartest thing we've done ! It's not serious to have sex six days after the operation. The desire is too strong. We studied different positions thinking that the option “Standing” would be the least harmful. In doggy, The pelvis is in motion. If I overlap it, This will press on his spine. As a missionary, It's not much better.

My Beloved interferes in me. I feel his penetrate me gently. Well arched against the post, I welcome it with infinite happiness. What an ecstasy to merge and feel it inside me ! After a few round trips, MrSirban wonders if I have. We are both shaking. Not for the same reasons. The pain exhausts him while he exhausts me with pleasures.

After three or four minutes, my Man surrenders. Pain takes over. Let's stop the nonsense there ! My tongue wanders over her perineum, titillating her intimacy. Thighs open and arched against the spine, I take seductive poses. He masturbates while looking at me. My Beloved is torn between evil and his male desires ! He has an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other.

MrSirban masturbates. His hand strays over my hips and my seams. In a cry of suffering mixed with orgasm, He enjoys abundant ejaculation. As in the Ran du Chabrier with the voyeur, it waters the soil. Taratata ! We don't waste the seed like that ! I place my hand under his and collect the to spread it on my chest. I missed the biggest !

After this short sex party in the garden, my Aimé went to lie down for part of the afternoon. The thrusts of the loins to penetrate me have knocked him down. The position was not the most relevant. And the physiotherapist had suggested about ten days of abstinence after the operation. We lasted six days ! Then, I had my period.

We tried to have sex again yesterday, Saturday 29 June. MrSirban took off his corset for the occasion. He wished he was on the bed lying above me, lying on the stomach. He did not suffer. I had a hard time letting go because I was afraid of seeing the pain on his face again. We came in communion in a final thrust of the loins. In the afternoon, He went to lie down a little to relieve back pain. Fatigue is still present. Everything takes a better turn ! I'm really happy that he's getting better.