I am one of those lucky people to have a submissive wife who likes to play games.  Yes they really do exist.  Another thing I have going for me is she likes to have her breasts fondled and squeezed hard.Am I lucky or what.  I do not have much writing skills, but figured I would let everyone know that submissive wife’s do exist.  I decided to write how we spent one of our weekends.

Recently she asked if we were going play some more games soon, and of course I could not disappoint her.She likes to be surprised, so I never let her know what is going to occur. 

On a recent Friday night, after we came home from work we did one of our normal weekend outings, diner, then to a bar for a few, or should I say a lot, of alcohol.  My wife really gets horny when she has a few, which makes it even more fun.

On arriving home Friday night, really Saturday morning, she was really eager to play a game.  Little did she know this was going to be an all weekend excursion into perversion.

We went into our play room in the basement of our home, which has a number of play apparatus.  Tonight I had her go to the adjustable horizontal bar we have, which was already set about waste high.  This was not the first time we used this, so she asked if she should undress.  I told her not to since it would be more fun the way I had it planned, I liked undressing her.

She was wearing her usual attire, white button down blouse, black slacks, socks, bra and panties.  No shoes since we never wear these in the house.

I fastened each ankle to a side support of the bar.  This kept her feet about three feet apart, and did not allow her to move away from the bar.  I told her I was going to play with her tits, on which she again asked if she should undress.  I told her no, but to stick them out so I could squeeze them.  With a smile she pushed her shoulders back, boobs out.  I of course proceeded to fondle her.  I told her we should play a game with them, of which she agreed.

I had her put her hands behind her back as I proceeded to unbutton her blouse.  On unbuttoning, I again could not help foundling her.  Such nice boobs to play with.  I walked behind her to unbutton her bra, I always have problem doing those hooks.  I had her put her hands down so I could look at her breasts over her shoulder as I again kneaded her boobs with my hands.

After a while of breast playing I had her remove her blouse and bra, but I continued to play with herbreasts as she did this.

“I want to see these things hanging, why don’t you bend over the bar”.  She proceeded to bend over, sticking them out, letting them hang down towards the floor.  We had done this before, and as before I pulled up a chair and sat down in front of her.   This allows me to play and pull on her nipples, and squeeze and wiggle her breasts.

I then told her we were going to have a weekend of tit play and exercises.  We, or should I have said I, were going to push, pull, move, squeeze and whatever else I could think of to those things.  She wanted to know when we going to have sex, and then I gave her the weekend rules

She already knew some of our game playing rules, such as I could do whatever I wanted, she would help me by complying with my orders, she was not to look at me since this would ruin my enjoyment, she was not to talk unless told to respond.

I then told her some of this weekend’s new rules, we would have sex in bed every sixth ejaculation.  That meant after she got me to come five times, we would then go to bed and play until I came again.  Then we would start all over, stopping Monday morning when we had to go to work.  The sooner I came, the sooner she would be in bed.  And by the way, she would only sleep in the bed at that time, otherwise it would be how ever and where ever I decided to put her for the night.

I told her I was going to untie her, and that she was to stand in front of me and remove the rest of her clothes.  I also told her, “Since this is a titty weekend, Iwant to always see your tits”, they were never to be covered, and she was always to be in a position where I could see them.  I told her to walk backwards if she had to, that this was a weekend of tit play; I was not interested in her ass.

She proceeded to do as requested, standing about five feet in front of me she unbuttoned and pulled her pants down.  I loved watching her tits move as she did this.  I told her panties too, which she proceeded to do, socks last, no sitting on the floor, everything removed from a standing position.

She then stood there naked, hands crossed in front of her, as I smiled in delight as my eyes wondered over her body for the umpteenth time in our marriage.

After our night of drinking she asked if she could go to the bathroom.  I told her to hold it a while, that we needed to play with those tits some more.  I had her come closer, and had her put her hands behind her head again as I squeezed, pulled and played with her boobs.  I continued this until I came, just could not hold it back anymore.

She again asked if she could go to the bathroom, as she said, “I need to go real bad.”

I placed a hand on her and started to finger her vigina, she was as wet as could be.  When I asked her if she came she said, “Yes.”  What a tit massage will do to her.

I told her before she went to the bathroom I wanted to see that thing.  I told her to lay down on our “examination table” to put her knees up and spreadwide and to hold her pussy open with her hands so I could finger her clit.  She again honored my order, and I played with the inside of her pussy until she told me she had to go real bad, and if I didn’t let her go she would have an accident.  I didn’t want to waste time cleaning a mess, so I let her off of the table to go to the bathroom.

When she was done, and returned, I told her she needed to get going if she was going to sleep in the bed tonight.  I told her let’s do something else.

By this time I was also naked, as it was no fun keeping that cock of mine cooped up.

“I want you to kneel in front of me as I recline on the couch.  I want you to play with your tits while I play with my cock, until I come again.  One thing though, I want you to be rough with them, none of this gentle squeezing stuff.  I want you to pull on your nipples until they hurt, I want you to squeeze each one until they are apple red, I want you to slap them, bang them together, or anything else you can think of.”

Just the thought of what was going to happen made me rock hard again.  I laid down on the couch, on my side, with one hand on my cock.  I told her to move closer so I could reach out and touch her while we were playing this game.

She took a deep breath then stated by grabbing a nipple with each hand.  I could see what she was doing, as she loved to have hard nipples.  She pulled them out letting them bounce back in place.  She did this a few times until I told her to pull them out as far as she could and to hold them there.  She did as requested.  As she held them out I took my hand off my cock and fingered her breasts.  “O K you can let them go”, I told her, “let’s see some squeezing.”  She then started massaging her tits with her hands, I thought she was being too gentle with them so told her to squeeze them the way I do.  “Grab one tit at the base with two hands, squeeze your fingers and hands together, force that tit out, make that tit hard, and pullit out.”  This really turned me on.  I again fingered her breast as she squeezed, they were turning a nice red in color, looked like a balloon ready to burst.  I told her she had two and not to forget the other one.  She then proceeded to squeeze and pull the other one.  I told her to squeeze and pull harder, telling her, “Hold that tit higher, point that nipple up, and hold it there.”  I grabbed that tit’s nipple and roughly pinched and pulled it until I came.  Wow, I thought I was going to collapse.  I think this took more out of me then her.

“That’s two down three to go, you’re doing great.”  She continued to kneel there breathing somewhat deeply, slightly bent over, her hands to the side, boobs remaining slightly red form this exercise. “Let’s see what we can do next.”

“Need a drink?” I asked her which she replied “yes” too.  “Get me a beer”.  She got up and proceeded to the refrigerator.  ‘Hey, I can’t see your tits, you could at least walk sideways, or push them out the side so I can see them.”  She laughed, then walked backwards, looking over her shoulder to see where she was going.  Everyone should have a wife like this.

I had her sit on the couch net to me, so I could put a hand over her shoulder holding a breast.  I drank my beer as she drank her wine cooler,  “Any Idea what we should do next”, I asked her.  She replied, “Go to bed”.  On which I smiled and looked at her telling her,” you got three more to go before we do that”.  She spoke out “darn”,  then bent over and put my cock in her mouth.  “No, no, that’s cheating”, I told her as I lifted her head up.  She may have did what she had planned, as she got me hard again.

“Go get me another beer while I think of something to do next.”  She got up, this time remembering, she walked somewhat sideways to the refrigerator.  “You do have nice tits for an old lady”, I told her.  She looked down at them, smiled and said, “Thanks.”

“Let’s do some milking, kneel down on the table,” This is something that we have done numerous times, she knew I liked to do this.  She got up on our play table, kneeling down, she leant slightly forward, hands behind her back, shoulders back, head up, tits out.  This position shows the true length of her fun filled tits.  I pulled up a chair and again started to play with my toys.  Pinching the nipples to keep them hard, pulling them, then grabbing a tit and milking it, squeezing and pulling, as to give the whole mammary a full massage, touching every inch of it.  First one then the other.  “Any idea what we can do with these,” I asked her as I continued my milking.  “No” was the reply.  “Well I will think of something.”

“Lay down on your back”, was my next order. I got up, then grabbed a boob with each hand moving them around her chest.  I then grabbed one tit with both hands, pulling it up, pointing the nipple at my face, I could not resist sucking it hard.  “Maybe we should give these things a rest for a while”, I stated as I walked to the side of the table eyeing her hairless pussy.  I said nothing as I opened her virginal lips with one hand then started to play with her clit with the other.  She was so good tonight, we need to get going, I needed to get into that thing, but the rules are rules.  I told her to play with her tits while I finger fucked her with one hand and jerked my cock with the other.  The third coming is here.

I was exhausted, this was a lot of work.  I told her I was going to bed, and that she would sleep in our high chair.  This chair was like a baby chair with a tray that is placed in the front.  The tray has multiple purposes, it allows one to place items on it, but it also does not allow the occupant to reach or touch their body below the waist.  It allows me to play with her pussy, while keeping her upper body free.  “Can’t we forget the rules once”, she asked, from which I replied, “I’m too tired, not tonight”.  She sat in the chair; I placed the tray into position, gave her a pillow to put her head on, tweaked a nipple and said, “See you in the morning, think of something we can do tomorrow.”

I hit the sack and fell asleep immediately.  I think I only slept a few hours.  How could you sleep longer.  I must have had some good dreams because my cock was hard when I woke up.  Here I made these rules, but then what is one to do.  I masturbated in bed, came again, but then this one did not count, since it was not my wife that made me come.

When I finally woke up for good I went down to see how the old girl was doing.  She was bent over on the pillow snoring away.  I told her it was time to get up.  I fondled a breast as she lifted her head.  I told he to go shower and get dressed that we were going out for breakfast.  She smiled and said, “Great can’t wait”.

Since we have three bathrooms in our house I used another to shower and get ready.

She looked much more refreshed after the shower, “You didn’t play with yourself in there?” I asked.  She replied, ”Notoo tired to.”

‘Alright lets go, but let’s do one thing before we go, I want to see how fast you can get undressed, hurry up and take all your clothes off for me.”  “What?” was her response.  “Take all your clothes off starting from the top, I want to see your tits first, then, stand up straight, hands behind your head.  Let’s see how fast you can do this.”  She started to unbutton her blouse, I told her faster, we did not have all day.

She then pulled off her blouse, removed her bra, then pulled down her pants and panties in one move. “The socks too”, I told her.  She stood there hands behind her head facing me, then stated, “Now what?”  I again fondled my toys and replied, “Get dressed, we don’t have all day, I think you can do that faster next time, we will have to practice.”  As she reached to pick up her bra I told her to do that last, this was a tit weekend, and I wanted to see them as much as possible. 

While we were out for breakfast I asked her if she had any idea of what we could do that afternoon.  She had the same response as usual, no idea.  As we left the restaurant an idea came to me.  I told her to go back in and get two small plastic glasses.  The place had a gravel parking lot, I told her to fill up one glass with gravel as I filled the other.  She asked, “What are we going to do with these?”.   I told her you’ll see.    On the way back I stopped at a local park that had somewhat of a secluded parking lot.   “See those stones, I want you to stuff one cup in each bra cup.”  “Here, now?” she replied.  I responded “yep”.

She unbuttoned the top of her blouse then slowly pushed a few stones at a time in each cup.  “I don’t think I can get them all in”, she commented.  Smiling staring at her chest I told her “sure you can, those things will move.”  I helped her out a little by pulling her bra out.  I told her to lean forward so they could get in farther.  At one time I caressed a boob and told her there was a lot of room in there.  She commented that this was hurting, from which I told her that, “this is a titty weekend isn’t it?”  I told her to button up her blouse, and that we would see how many stones she got in when we arrived home.  She looked totally in discomfort as we drove home.  ‘How are my tits doing?’ I asked her.  “They hurt”, was her response.

When we got home I closes the garage door behind us and told her to show me her bra.  After she unbuttoned her blouse I told her to hold it open as I gingerly squeezed her two boobs.  “Looks pretty packed to me” I told her.  “Let’s get out”.  I told her to take everything off except her bra before we went into the house.  She did as directed.  I then told her to stand next to a wall and hold her hands up over her head.  She did as requested.  I then put the palm ofmy hands on each tit and pushed her into the wall as hard as I could by her tits.  She dropped her hands placing them on my arms claiming this hurt too much.  I gave one final big push and told her to get a towel and box so we could remove her bra.

This must have been a little painful as I saw a tear come from her eyes.  I had her kneel on the garage floor on all fours over the box, so we could catch all the stones.  She did as told.  As I unhooked her bra I could see the relief, when the gravel fell into the box.  I had her slip the bands off each arm so the bra would fall into the box.  I had her remain in that position as I dusted each tit off with the towel.  “O K get up let’s see how bad they are”.  As she got up I examined each breast, lifting them moving them side to side.  “They look O K to me,” I commented.  Come over here and stand next to the wall again”.  She did as directed.  I then told her to put her hands on her shoulders and not to remove them unless I told her to.  I again grabbed each tit and again smashed them into her chest, her into the wall.  “You’re hurting me”, she cried out.  I told her she was doing good and I was almost done.  Yes done when I came in my pants.

She walked into the house covering her breasts, complaining that they hurt.  I asked her to show them to me, which she did.  I gentle massaged them and then told her they should be alright.  I had her sit down next to me on the couch as I watched some television for a while.  She needed to recuperate for a while.

I asked her if she could suck her own nipples.  “Let’s try”, I said.  She then stretched one mammary up and her head down, looks like no problem.  “Can you do both at the same Time?”  She had trouble doing this so I helped her push those massive white things up.  “See if you can hold them both in your mouth without holding them with your hands’”  This took some time, but eventually she was able to do it.  Looked like a contortionist, wish I had my camera for that one.

“Well, you need to make me come one more time, then we can go to bed and play like we usually do,  after that you can take a nap in the bed.  How does that sound.”  She responded, “Great, let’s get going, you can do whatever you want, what do you want me to do?”

Well there is one thing I really like to do, but she hates, I call it the rib count.  “Let’s do the rib count”, I stated.  She frowned and asked if there was something else we could do.  I smiled and replied, “No, you said anything; let’s go to the play room.”

“On the rack”, I told her as we walked in.  The rack was a device we made our selves.  It has a piece of plywood that is connected to a support frame, which goes from ankle to just above the knee that she stands behind.  It does have straps to hold her legs apart, but these will not be needed for this.  About two feet in front of this there is a head rest, with arm restraints on each side.  She places her head on the rest, and her arms are attached at the elbows on the same board as this head rest.  This actually stretches out her body, with her shoulders up.  A bar is then placed across her back, forcing her back to be arched.   The front of this device has a small shelf that allows me to place my various other toys on it below her breasts.  In this position she cannot move, her chest is forced out, her tits hanging out, and she cannot see what I am doing.

“Are you ready?” I asked.  “No”, was her response.  Well she could not do anything now.  I started by rubbing her nipples, as they look so nice when they are long and hard.  Then I slowly massage both breasts at the same time.  Then the part she hates.  I place athumb on each nipple and stuff it into her meaty tits.  With my thumbs forced into her tits I start moving them around.  Up and down, side to side.  She does complain when I do this, but as usual I just ignore her.  Then I like to do the rib inspection.  I place my hands at the bottom of her rib cage then start moving them up.  When I get to her breasts I just keep pushing them up, until I can no longer move them.  With one last push I let them go,and thenI do the same from the sides.  I place my hands on the side, sliding them together, forcing her tits into each other, crushing them together.  Then I do the opposite.  I place the palm of my hands on her rib cage and force her mummeries out the side.  And of course there is one direction left, where I place my hands by her shoulders and slide them down, forcing her breasts to stretch down.  Finally, I will do as done before, I will grab one tit at a time with both hands and squeeze and force it out, staring straight at her beautiful nipples.

This process was repeated over and over for about half an hour before I came.  I could tell she was in discomfort as her constantgroanssounded like she was crying.  When I released her , her face was wet from tears.  I asked her if she was alright, which she replied, “No”, with a crying face.  She folded her arms over her chest, wiping tears from her face.

That was fun”, I told her, “Can’t wait to do it again.”  She knew that even though she hated this exercise it would happen again.

‘Alright that was five, let’s go to bed, one more time and you can take a nap.”  With that we went to the bedroom, she was going to play with me, suck me, and ride my cock until I came again, which did not take too long.  Just think this was only late Saturday morning, we had another day and a half left.

Guess how I stated the next round.  When she woke up I had her shower, and get dressed, told her we were going out for lunch.  What I did not tell her, but we did, was that before we went out we would go to the play room, do the see how fast you can undress act, and of course the rib count exercise again.  Her boobs were so swollen after this she had a hard time getting her bra back on, but she did, we went out for lunch, then came back for more of our titty weekend.

Am I lucky or what.  A submissive wife, that lets me play these games with her body.  Not all our playing is this rough.  Only when I get in that perverted mood and she is up for it.  Though she does like to have her tits and nipples played with, and I love playing with them.  Someday I may write about some of the other games and things we have done.  Maybe I will continue in how we finished this weekend.

O K, real quickly.  On our way back home, since it was such a nice day we stopped at the park for a walk.  I made my wife take her bra off before we started and told her she had to keep her nipples hard, even if see had to play with them when we walked.  Her boobs were flopping all over the place.  During the walk we came to a hopscotch painted on the playground.  Of course we had to play it.  I could see some of the guys playing basketball nearby were also getting a kick out of her hopping.  We could not do this for long as I began to get an erection just watching her, and thinking of what we would do when we got home.  In fact I could not wait, when we got back to the car I had her open her blouse so I could slap those things around awhile making them bounce, which I did as she held my penis.  Here we go round 2 come 2.

For all that need to know, we did get into the third round.  By the end of the weekend I was totally drained, and I think my wife had sore boobs all the following week.  She did ask if we could do this again in a few weeks, she had fun.  WOW, do you believe that.  I am not sure I could go through all this again, will have to reduce the count from six to like four, but believe me I will come up with some new challenges for next time.