I know she loves to tease me. Oh how she does get my cock so alive and twitching as I watch her cavort in front of me, showing off her beautiful feminine curves in a way she knows I will struggle not to react to. I sit enjoying the feeling of early arousal until I can’t watch anymore but have to kiss her. She has such a hungry, sweet, edible mouth and yet offers such gentle kisses, this woman who is before me who has the ability to control my horniness.

My mouth laps up her sensual lips, her kisses such pleasure to behold. My naughty girl, who knows how to bring me out of myself and get my cock throbbing for her pleasure. I taste her as her lips part and her tongue touches mine and I search into her to feel her passion. She knows how to turn me on with her kinky BDSM sex, my god, playing as she has done in front of me. Flashing her skimpy underwear barely covering her sexy curves. Just a little play at first, a typical tease, but no she doesn’t stop there. Her sexy ways arouse my interest and I keep watching, seeing how she moves and plays with herself, letting her hands slide and caress her body, touching herself just where she knows I want her to. Then the sight of her pussy, so wet and feminine, that she flashes at me from under her silky panties. That moment as she slips them off and you see those swollen sexy lips, and my eyes are drawn to such a vision of wicked seductive pleasure.

Her mouth moves so quickly to take in my hard cock. I feel her there and then, just as her lips curl around my length and start to consume me. I blank my thoughts and just wallow in the sheer carnal satisfaction, my head back and eyes closed shutting other images away just for a few brief moments as I feel her suck and please my body. As I look down I see her take me deep into her mouth, a sexy sight I never tire of watching. Her eyes looking deep at me, how she seems to submit to pleasing me in ways she knows I can’t resist. The feeling takes over as I stand before her, I can do nothing but hold her hair, guiding her head into me. My hot member starts to pulse and build as she satisfies my body. I hear moans of her gratification as she builds her own rhythm, and the noise of her sucking with her wet lips and tongue while I still stand watching her take control of me. She has the power as I struggle to think of nothing but such sweet satisfaction.

My fingers reach down to her pussy, I need to touch her growing wetness, feel her sexy arousal. They slip so easily into her as her eyes catch mine and I sense her legs parting further as she tilts her body back against the bed. I watch her intently as I enjoy the probing motion of my fingers moving in and out of her, twisting and turning them, spreading her gorgeous pussy. Her lips become more juicy and inviting as my fingers continue to explore and enjoy and her body arches in appreciation. My hand moves to hold her neck still, keep her from moving too much, I want to ensure she receives the intenseness of her arousal deep within. I want my baby to take this, take all the pleasure I am giving her as I continue pushing my fingers in her.

I take her hands and bring them together over her head, pulling the thick leather belt from my jeans, I quickly realised where to use this. Wrapping it firmly, her wrists now bound tightly together with my leather belt. I glance down and see her beautiful doe like eyes searching mine, looking for that tell tale answer I am sure she can see my intentions. I move her arms and hold them onto the bed, offering the chance to extend her body before me. She looks so exposed, turns me on to see her so wanting me.

I kneel down to lap up her juices and offer her more intense pleasure. Tasting her pussy is so good. I encase my mouth around her swollen lips and just want to devour her. She tastes so sweet and enticing, my naughty kitten laid out before me. Using my tongue I let it trail gentle swirling licks within and around her. Hearing her moan and watching her arch her back away from the bed, just spurs me on.

She looks so beguiling lying exposed for me, my cock so throbbing I have to drive every inch into her. Kneeling on the stool before her I grip her body and start to fuck and feel every second of pleasure. Slow and shallow at first, just dipping the tip in and out, enjoying the very first moments of entering her body over and over again before releasing my full length. The feeling so intense and sexy I continue to thrust every inch deep into her glorious pussy. I watch her body respond. It quivers and moans in repetition, her breathing short and satisfied. Hands grasping her hips we continue fucking sweetly in this state of rhythm and passion.

I roll her over to take her from behind, her hands still tied above her head, keeping her motionless for me. The feeling of intense pleasure building all the time inside me and feeling like a ravenous man I have to consume her. The anticipation at such a level I am driven only by lust and need. My cock so close I loose the ability to control my senses any longer and finally find myself coming hard and fast, pulling out just before, my juices flowing over her back. The relief mixed with such heightened intense pleasure, I stay kneeling for a few moments before I can finally move away from my very own gorgeous girl.

THE END

This is for you.

You are watching me. You are watching my every move. My voyeur.

You watch as I run my hand over the leather BDSM harness you helped me strap to my body. You wanted me to wear it. I wanted to please you. I always want to please you.

You have noticed the words on my body. I wrote those. They were not there when you dressed me. I added them while you waited, patiently in this room for me to arrive. Yes, I am ‘Sir’s Toy’. Your toy. You are to do with me as you please.

You know I have always been a natural giver. I have always tended to do what I am told and follow the orders of others. If someone asks me to do something, I do it. If I am asked to get something, I get it. If there is no tea, milk, bread, booze, I buy them.

I’m the same when it comes to sex. I am also a giver rather than the receiver. I guess it just comes naturally to me. I give; someone else receives. They ask for a hand job, I give it to them. They ask me to adopt a position they want, and I adopt it. And that is true for you, I would do anything you ask me to do. You want to take me from behind – you go and take me. You ask me to take your come in my mouth, I take it.

You watch as I run my fingers over the leather straps, held tight against my body. I lick my finger as you sometimes ask me to, and rub my nipple until it hardens. You like it when my nipples become erect. That’s when you sometimes bite them. That’s why I added the word. The hardening process mirrors that of your cock and I can see that yours is beginning to awaken from its soft slumber. It’s stiffening. I saw it when you didn’t think I was looking. You didn’t tell me not to take a peek at you, did you?

You know me better than anyone else. You get me even more than my lover before you. She knew how my body worked like no-one else. She was masterful with a dildo. She could make me come again and again. But she didn’t understand my mind as well as you do. She didn’t dictate the moves as firmly and precisely as you.

You are telling me to rub my clit. Not that you need say anything, Your eyes tell me to. Very slowly I touch it. I can sense that you want me to touch my breasts again and stroke them. And then your unspoken command directs me back to my clit again.

You are making me tease myself, and by teasing myself I am also teasing you. You want me to come and take you, but you also want me to hold off. Well I am certainly going to do that. I wrote ‘Fuck me’, but the irony is that you are not fucking me right now. You are too far away. And the holding off turns you on. Your cock twitches as you watch me, and you shut your eyes absorbing the pleasure that you, me, we are giving each other. I can see a bubble of pre-cum on your glands – proof that this is every bit as good for you as it is for me.

You sensed I needed to be dominated pretty soon after we met. I don’t know how but you kinda read it in me. It was probably after three or four fucks that you suggested that I dressed in leather. We started with tight leather trousers. Then came a quarter cup bra and briefs to match. Then the thigh boots. And now this harness and bondage set. You chose it. I bought it. We both adore it.

You know I like being restrained. I like the way the harness holds me tight and squeezes my breasts. Most of all I like the way it centres on my pussy, whose lips peak out of the leather straps on my groin.

You also shackled my ankles. They are part of this bondage set. There are some matching handcuffs and gag, too. I like it when my movements are limited. I cannot move freely. The more I am constrained the greater the intensity of touch. So my linked legs add further to my pleasure. And to your pleasure, too.

You are now gazing at the paddle. I pick it up. You love to spank my arse with it. We love to use it on my pussy. I tap my inner thigh, just as you sometimes do. And then, oh so gently, I lightly slap my cunt until it starts to tingle.

Your look tells me that I am now ready. I put the paddle aside. It has served its purpose. I am now ready for penetration. But not by you. Not now. Normally you would tell me what to do as we make love. You would tell me to lick the underside of your cock. Or to take me from behind. Or to hold my nipple in your mouth. Or to rub my clit as you lick it. But today you are silent. Today, for once, it up to me. But the silence – your silence – commands.

I can feel you inside me now. Though it is my fingers doing the thrusting, in my mind it is your cock. It is thrusting hard and rhythmically. Your thick cock is rubbing against my tightening cunt. I am working hard on my clit and even though my eyes are closed to your gaze, I can sense you are hardening even more.

I am close. You are close. I take a quick look and see a line of your own lube dangling from the tip of your prick. You are desperate to have me. To enter me, through that slit in the leather straps. To feel the rub of leather either side of my lips and on both sides of your shaft.

I cum as I think of it. The intensity shakes me. I ride it, enjoying it. Almost milking it. It is not big; a small one. Hors d’ourvres. There will be others later. But you have not cum. That’s because I haven’t let you. You sit staring at me, I am sure, even though my eyes are closed. I am still enjoying the after quakes of my cum. And I will enjoy yours, but not for a while.

You are surprised. I can sense it through my closed eyes. This isn’t the usual narrative. The path to our orgasms is usually your journey. You lead, I follow dutifully. Now you are expecting me to satiate you. And while I have always liked to follow, today I have lead the way. I have cum first. And though I am all trussed up ready to be shackled, it is you who are the one who is really restrained. My ankles may be shackled, but it is you whose hands are cuffed: tied behind your back, fixing you to a chair. It is you who has the gag on and it is you who are being controlled by me.

Yes, my dear, I can switch. While I usually play the sub, today I am the dom and I have rather liked it so far. You didn’t expect your restraints to be in place for more than a minute or two, did you? You thought it was just a part of the opening act, not the main performance. You thought that my self-pleasuring was for you. Well in a way, of course, it was. But it was also for me. I was in control and I decided just how much to cum. And it was a good, light cum. But I have saved a lot more for later. So now I need to think about what I am going to do next. Now I need to decide what I am going to get you to do for me. How I am going to command you to satisfy me. That’s because, my love, I am now the master.

Your cock jerks, anticipating me waking up from my post-orgasm rest. And when I open my eyes I will see it. I will see it pulsing with desire. I will see your eyes, intense – almost in agony – needing the release of a fuck. But it is not going to happen for a while. Oh, no. I want to do so much with you first. And I am going to start by observing the tiniest twitch in your body, arms, legs and cock.

I will watch you. I will watch your every move.

Because this is really for me.

Ends

My body stirs, and I wake gently to the foamy splashing noises of you washing in the shower. The sounds soothe me as I drift in and out of soft sleep, delicious dreamlike memories of last night playing in my mind. You lifting me easily up against the wall upon our return from dinner. Your lips searing kisses onto my desperate aching flesh, your tongue licking my pussy… The sound of the water spray stops and I open my eyes.

I think of you sliding out of the glass shower cabinet, glistening and squeaky clean as you reach for your towel and sling it around your sculpted hips.

I stretch out my limbs in the bed, beautiful white linens cocoon me and arousal flutters in my abdomen as I imagine you in a semi-naked state. When we made love last night, I marvelled at how well we fit together, each dip and curve finding a natural home. And I’m hungry for it again, hungry to feel your muscles skate beneath your toned skin. Hungry for all the ways you make my body yours. My ears strain to catch the sound of a movement so I can imagine what you’re doing next, but you must be holding yourself very still and silent.

I can’t resist anymore and fling the covers off, my toes still in my bedsocks and pad through wearing my thong to the bathroom. You laughed at me last night when I scampered to join you in bed with my socks on so I’d taken them off and rubbed my icy feet into your burning hot skin. You’d recoiled, shrieking at me to put them back on. Later, I’d tried to steal some of your body heat from between your thighs, but you shoved me off laughing and muttering something about getting revenge. I soon warmed up, but I do need soft cashmere on my feet to keep me cosy. My breath hitches when I see you, and I forget about taking them off and make a lunge.

Oh yes, there you are. Perfection sitting in front of the huge bathroom window, what a view indeed. The cityscape fans out behind you oblivious to what’s going on this side of the glass… or is it? A thrill cascades through me to think someone out there might be watching. A secret voyeur. I remember films where window cleaners on pull up cradles suddenly appear, and I quickly peek to check, half wishing there would be a witness, someone watching a strange couple fucking passionately. Us fucking passionately.

I roll in between your legs and start kissing you – wet sexy sounds echo through the marbled walls. I grind into you, savouring your freshly washed taste as your hands snake up to my breasts.

You cup them in your palms, running your thumbs over my nipples and release. They fall gently back into place as you slide your strong grip up my neck and entwine your fingers into the hair at my nape. Oh, how that gets me. My nerve endings shiver from my scalp right down my spine to my toes, and my want builds.

You are the perfect kisser, so sultry yet insistent, it conjures images of fucking and my cunt yearns for attention. We’re undulating together in time with our lips, and I guide your hand between my legs, and you toy with the fabric of my thong, working my pussy through the scant material. I tip my pelvis to meet your touch, riding your hand, a prelude to what is to come. Heat from your body meets mine, and I want to wrap myself up in it.

I lean in and kiss you again and don’t notice at first that your cock has fallen free of the towel. Lust grows as the sweet clean scent of you wafts to my taste buds and my mouth waters. I reach down and take you in my grip, relishing the fact that you are hard already. I adore your dick, and I masturbate you slowly to the same rhythm you’re teasing me. I untangle you from the towel and enjoy the sight of you fully naked. You twist me around and with your deft fingers pull my panties down letting them fall to the floor as we keep kissing over my shoulder and your fingers creep to my pussy.

You know exactly how to work my cunt, and I’m wet already, feeling the delicious nudge of your erection at my buttocks. I tip my hips to lift my ass in invitation. Just one quick lick of your hand to lubricate me from behind and I’m ready for you. I lean back and savour the insistence of you prying open my entrance, and I squeeze tight, just for a second, to make you push that bit harder. I release and press down onto your cock. I love the sensation of my pussy stretching eagerly to accommodate your thick girth. I feel every ridge and groove as you slide your way into my welcoming depths. You hold my clit and mound in one hand and keep me in place with the other, palming my breast, making me feel enveloped in your whole being.

I want more. I lift my leg high over yours and hook it up onto the windowsill to get better purchase, and you support my thigh as you thrust. I feel truly pinned somehow in this pose. Your grip under my thigh feels strong and manly, and I imagine again, the scene of our fucking, a stranger taking it in from a distance. I visualise myself, a whimpering rag doll shamelessly baring my cunt to the world, inviting everyone to come take a look at our bodies performing the sex show of a lifetime.

I want you deeper inside, so I put my foot to the floor and lean forward a little, bouncing joyfully on your beautiful dick.

Your fingers curl at my pussy lips, massaging my clit so my pleasure mounts further. All the while you hold me in place with your other hand, cradling me close as you breathe hot nothings into my hair. I let out some moans that ricochet through the lush room and start frigging off my clit with my own fingers. It feels so good. I’m engulfed in sensation with you holding me fast as we fuck.

My foot is up on your knee now, and we rock gently for a moment before resuming our original stance. You begin to jerk, and I ease off, sliding up and down more slowly to stop you coming. I’m desperate to come too, but I never want this to end. I want to stay on this edge forever, up in this beautiful room, overlooking the world as if you’ve brought me to heaven.

You rise from the sill and bend me over the bath, and I put my hands on the roll top for balance. I love how my tits fall forward and the way they sway and move as we fuck. I arch my back to enhance the feeling, and the position seems to make your cock bury in deeper.

The sexy sounds our rutting makes adds to the thrill that someone could hear us. I grip tighter to the bath as you plough into me, fucking hard. The slapping noise of your thick meat as your pelvis meets my ass cheeks is invigorating. It’s so deep, so full, my cunt is stretched, and I’m dripping wet for you. I lean over further and meet you thrust for thrust, closing my eyes, getting lost in the sensation of being impaled on your succulent cock.

You grab my shoulder and let your touch trail over my flesh raising goosebumps in its wake. I could feel stars being born in my synapses and nerve endings and I’m almost spirited away to another plane of pleasure. I’m spiralling off when you withdraw, and for a moment my cunt feels bereft. I turn to face you.

That look in your eye hints at what you have in mind. You sit me on the edge of the bathtub holding me wide apart, kissing my mouth, throat, then nipple as you travel down to my pussy.

You dive in between my thighs, parting my lips with your expert tongue. It’s so good, and I lift my leg up and over, pulling you into me with my foot hooked on your back, latching you to me. You’re devouring me now, and we grab hands as my tension builds within my pelvis.

Oh, my cunt is so open and raw, ready for you to take me places. The welling in the pit of my core begins, and I fall into that sublime place of impending climax. Twinkling darkness looms at my periphery as I lose myself to this ecstasy. Just as I feel I might rise to the brink, you stop licking and lean backward, sinking to the floor on your knees, cock standing high and proud in an invitation for me to straddle you.

Oh and I do, of course, I do.

I lower myself onto you, swallowing your delicious dick easily and fuck you, thrusting my pelvis, grinding my cunt all over your hot fucking body. My juices are spilling out onto your thighs, and my flesh is alight with sensations. I feel it vibrating from me in waves, and I’m sure you can see my arousal in this way. You seem to know exactly where to touch to heighten my want and experience every time.

It takes my breath away how you know me, how you read me so perfectly.

You push me back, and I spread my legs as wide as I can, leaning on my hands so we can both get a good view of your cock impaling my flesh, fucking my red wet cunt over and over. The ridges of your cockhead hit me right up in my G-spot, and we meet thrust for thrust. I’m so close now, I spit on my fingers and reach down to my open cunt and rub my exposed, desperate clit. I might bite right through my lip the rising is so strong and I stroke harder, faster to match our fucking.

The sounds of our sex, wet and rough, tips me over the edge and I come shuddering and writhing on your sexy cock. My skin is tingling all over, and you reach up while I’m still spasming and cup my face, tethering me to this physical moment, drawing me in to ride you again.

We embrace tightly as the focus shifts to your pleasure. I work your dick with my cunt, undulating my hips and pelvis to milk and coax your orgasm. I want it, I want to claim you as mine with my hot tight pussy. I engage all my internal muscles and ride you as hard as I can. My own desire mounts again, and my juices coat your upper thighs as I squeeze and release. I think I might come again as your cock begins to twitch and tease me in return. I keep thrusting hard and shove my fingers into the action, greedily building my own pleasure again. Your breath grows ragged as you begin to come undone.

I love this moment, the moment I can feel the surge from deep within. It starts with your body curling inward as you fold into yourself for a second before letting go and the surge becomes a twitch then a spurt then you’re grunting your hot, delicious spunk right up inside me. I welcome it and keep massaging and milking your quivering dick with my cunt muscles. I want this to be the best time yet. You release again and again, and I’m filled with lust and delight, and I can’t stop writhing on you. Your rhythm slows, and when I’m sure you’ve given me every last drop, I relax a little and melt into you.

We embrace, and I cling on to you with everything I have, wanting to swallow you whole, keep you inside for as long as I can.
As our heart rate and breathing soften, I wonder what the city has in store for us today. I lean into your neck and inhale the scent of expensive soap and the mingled musk of our sex. Part of me wants to coat myself in our pheromones, to walk around wantonly and make it known you’re mine. I undulate my body into yours again, scenting myself like a feral wild thing. I know you’ll suggest a shower or long bubble bath, but I want to bathe in your aroma for a little while longer.

I know you have plans for dinner, and my hunger for you is gently being replaced by a hunger for something delicious in an exclusive little restaurant with candles and champagne, just how I like it. I prise myself from your grip, your beautiful erection gently subsiding as I shift off your lap, satisfied and languid from our mutual pleasure.

We rise together, and I pick up your discarded towel as we head to the shower. You laugh, tickling my sides and push me into the glass shower cabinet, cashmere socks and all, and you turn the cold on full blast.

I shriek and squeal, trying to escape but you pin me fast to the wall, that glint is back in your eye as searing cold cascades over me. I can feel you growing hard again already as you reach down and cup my ass cheeks in your hands and lift me up, opening my legs to wrap around you. You stare at me and smile as you spear me with your cock and fuck me hard against the tiles. I’m gasping with the chill of the shower and excitement of being taken so soon and so savagely.

I chance a look over your shoulder to the huge window and city beyond, hoping that whoever can see us has the perfect view.

Ends

They had been planning this getaway for a while, ever since last Christmas had been such a disaster, they had decided this year would be just for them.

“It’s going to be so great,” said Natty. “No families, no phones, no distractions…”

“…no clothes?” Ricky had asked, causing Natty to bat him, playfully, on the shoulder.

“Only if you’re a good boy,” she had said, with the little wink that he always found so enticing.

They had rushed out of the door, trying to beat rush hour and driven smack dab into a traffic jam. They’d been stuck on Main Street for an hour before Natty got bored, and when she got bored, she got playful.

“So, what did you get me?” she asked, as she started fiddling with the radio.

“You’ll find out on Christmas morning, young lady,” he said with mock severity, as he gently swatted her hand away from the controls.

“Awww,” she said with a pout. “You could just tell me now…”

Ricky didn’t answer right away because Natty had reached out and started to stroke his thigh. Causing a rush of blood that he found as thrilling as it was distracting.

“I’m not…going to tell…you,” he said, his resolve dwindling as his big cock stiffened.

Natty leaned closer until her lips were almost touching his ear.

“Please,” she whispered, nibbling at his earlobe. A low, throaty moan betrayed Ricky’s pleasure and he would have answered any question Natty asked when-

BEEEEEP!!

The traffic had cleared ahead of them and the car behind had gotten tired of waiting for them to move. Ricky went a little red and swore as tried to get the car in gear. He was so flustered that he stalled the engine, prompting another toot of the horn from behind. Natty started laughing as he struggled, the clutch screeching in protest, to get going again.

“Come on, my love,” she said, between giggles. “Try and pay attention. God, you’re so easily distracted.”

Ricky kept quiet and tried to maintain an air of offended dignity, which just made Natty giggle more. Eventually, he couldn’t keep from smiling and turned his head to stick his tongue out at her.

“Mmm, yes please,” said Natty, and Ricky did his best not to laugh as he pulled into another lane and sped up, glad to finally be on the open road.

They’d been driving for hours, boredom overtook Natty again and she lifted her top to flash her tits at Ricky. He spent a little too long enjoying the view and not paying attention to the road.

“Shit!” he said, clenching the wheel and flicking his eyes to the rear-view mirror.

“What is it?” asked Natty.

“I think I just got flashed by a speed camera.

Natty looked down at her boobs, still on full display.

“Well, someone’s going to get a nice picture,” she said.

They finally pulled into the parking spot next to the little log cabin, and he killed the engine.

It was a cloudless night and this far out in the country the sky was a shimmering blanket of stars.

“Finally here,” said Natty as she stepped out. Her breath misted in the cold evening air.

Once inside, Ricky dropped the last bag on one of the kitchen chairs and Natty leaned against the rustic kitchen table. The way she stood gave a delicious curve to her bum and she looked back over her shoulder at Ricky, with a devilish glint in her eye.

She leaned a little further forward as Ricky approached her. He pressed his body against hers and she gave a gasp.

“I think this table has some potential,” she said, pushing back into Ricky’s swelling crotch.

“I think it might…” he replied, grinding his hardening cock into her ass.

He placed his hands on the desk to steady himself and let him thrust more forcefully…

…and the table started to wobble. One of the legs was loose and they stumbled, nearly falling to the floor.

Deciding to call it a night, they walked arm-in-arm towards bed.

“So what did you get me,” asked Natty, as the two of them cuddled up under the covers.

_____

Ricky always woke up first. Even on holiday, even at Christmas, he’d never been very good at sleeping in. He tried lying in bed for a little while longer, snuggling into Natty and savouring the feeling of her warm body against his, he considered gently nudging her awake but she could have a temper when her sleep was disturbed, so Ricky left her alone for now and decided just to get up.

Carefully, he slid out of bed and shrugged on his thick, fluffy robe and padded across to the little nook which was the cabin’s kitchen. The floor was cold and he wished that he’d brought his slippers.

He checked there was water in the kettle and flicked it on. While the kettle boiled Ricky happened to glance out the window and saw that snow was falling. Small drifts were starting to pile up on the ground and the white clouds overhead looked to contain an entire winter wonderland. He and Natty might end up snowed in… if they were lucky.

He went to his bag and quietly opened it, took out the book he’d brought with him and one little present for Natty that he’d stashed there without her seeing.

He sat down, just for a moment, to flick through his book of erotic poetry while he waited for the water to boil.

Before long Ricky was lost in the rich and suggestive imagery. He turned the page, his morning cuppa entirely forgotten, and pored over the sensuous verse. His resolve to leave Natty to sleep started to wane as his arousal grew.

Glancing to one side, Ricky saw the small, gift-wrapped box on the table next to him…

I think she’s slept long enough, he thought, as he picked up the box and crossed over to the bed. He gently eased himself onto the mattress and kissed Natty on the cheek. She stirred slightly and smiled, but kept her eyes closed.

“Good morning,” said Ricky, returning her smile.

Natty rolled over without a word and kissed him, Ricky could feel the drowsiness leave her as she kissed him with more feeling.

When they finally pulled apart, she rubbed the last little bit of sleep out of her eyes and looked up at Ricky.

“So, what did you get me?”

She wasn’t really greedy, he knew, but she was very nosy. It drove her mad if there was a secret she didn’t know, and as much as Ricky had enjoyed making her squirm over the last couple of weeks, he figured that he’d toyed with her long enough.

Besides, there’s more than one way to make someone squirm.

So, privately thinking about all of the delectable things he was going to do to her, Ricky gave Natty her new present and she tore the box open with abandon. Her eyes opened wide in delight and then flicked to her lover. She hooked one finger into his robe and drew him in for another lingering kiss that burned away any last tiny slivers of sleep.

Ricky kept kissing her as Natty unbuttoned her pyjamas and exposed her supple, sylph-like body. He kissed every inch of naked skin as she exposed it, making her moan and gasp. He took his time over her nipples and savoured, as he always did, the noises she made when he played with them.

As lust and desire bubbled up, Ricky shrugged out of his robe and helped Natty to snake her hips out of her pyjama trousers before he eagerly returned to kissing her beautiful, soft skin. He moved his lips further down her body, to Natty’s undisguised delight and joy.

She let out a happy sigh when his mouth found her warm slit and began to lick, enjoying, as he always did, the act of giving her pleasure. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him in. It was another way to show he was doing exactly what she wanted him to do.

He kept pussy licking her as he lightly stroked the inside of her thigh and Natty’s giggles turned to breathy moans as she savoured his sensual skill. When his light stroking turned to scratching her thigh with his nails, Ricky knew he had her. As her whole body twitched in time to each judicious caress of his tongue, he stopped scratching and slid a finger inside her slippery hole. Her grip on his hair tightened and her moans took on an edge of urgent frenzy.

He teased and pleased her until she couldn’t take it any longer.

He moved up her body, his cock by now, rock-hard and as they kissed again, he slid easily inside her wet mound as their lips and tongues caressed each other’s.

At first he used long, leisurely movements of his hips to drive his full length deep inside her, every inch a hedonistic delight for both of them and their heavy breathing a raspy chorus in time to their lovemaking.

Ricky slowed down as Natty was looking over at her present.

He withdrew his cock as she reached over for the box and passed it to him with a killer smile.

He took the shining butt plug out of its wrappings as Natty turned over and got on all fours. Her ass raised in the air for her him.

Ricky kissed her perfect peach a couple of times, probing her with his tongue. They’d never done this before and the combination of nerves and excitement at trying something new was coursing through him.

“Are you ready,” he asked as he pressed it, gently against her virgin cavity.

“Please, Ricky,” she said. “Don’t make me wait any longer.”

He eased the plug inside her ass, ever so slowly, just a little bit at a time, to the accompaniment of Natty’s sighs of pleasure. Within moments only the sparkling end of it was visible as the last of it slipped inside, turning his lover’s rear to a shining jewel that glinted in the early morning light. It made Ricky feel glad, not for the first time, that his lover was so adventurous.

Natty stayed on all fours and Ricky stroked her pussy as she moaned louder.

“Do you like that?” he asked. “Do you like this butt plug sex, does it feel good?”

“God, it feels so good,” she said as her hips started to tremble. “But I want more. I need you inside me.”

Ricky always enjoyed hearing how much she wanted him. He loved knowing that she craved his body as much as he craved hers. He bit his lip as he turned her over, and she spread her legs as she looked up at him and smiled. She was ready now, eager and yearning for Ricky’s cock.

As he lay on top of her, she took it in her hand and helped him guide it. As his cock slid inside, the plug in her ass made her pussy even tighter, almost painful, and Ricky moved slowly as he became used to the unfamiliar feeling of constriction. Then, she eased open as little by little, he began to move faster.

As the two of them fucked in earnest Natty brought her leg up, wrapping it around Ricky as if trying to pull him deeper inside of her. The feeling of her leg pressing against the flesh of his buttocks encouraged a fresh wave of pep in him and he banged her harder, enjoying her shocked gasps.

They kissed again as they fucked, all traces of sleep gone from them now, lost in the feeling of their bodies entwined together.

Natty raised her leg up high, over Ricky’s shoulder. It changed the angle of his cock driving in and she grabbed his head as they kissed, her rising moaning muffled slightly, but he could tell she was loving it and that only made Ricky fuck harder.

He pounded into her, over and over, relentlessly and rapturously, until he began to slow, much to her frustration.

He gradually pulled out completely and eased her over onto her side, kissing her neck and spooning in behind her as she bit her lip.

He pushed inside her once again, this time with a more animalistic, feral rhythm. The short, staccato thrusts of his cock meting out delicious bursts of pleasure for them to share.

The more he fucked her, the more she seemed to want. She nuzzled in close, trying to press their bodies tightly together. He nibbled on her shoulder as she continued to moan and groan for him.

He lifted her leg higher, a little more than an inch, trying to get deeper, and Natty’s grip on his head tightened as he kept pounding. His round, firm buttocks clenching and unclenching as he strove to elicit greater heights of joyous, carnal satisfaction in his woman.

In time Natty grew restless and greedy for more. More gratification, more control, more power. As Ricky’s thrusts slowed to a more intimate, affectionate rhythm and he began to kiss Natty’s neck, she let him know that she was not quite ready for intimacy and affection.

Not yet.

She slid out from under him and pushed him over onto his back. He lay there, transfixed by the supple, slender curve of her body as she crawled on top of him, like a hungry panther.

He bared his teeth, halfway between a smile and a snarl, as she took control and straddled him with her sinuous frame. He ran his hands over her skin as she settled into position, and he revelled in the tightness of her most intimate piece around him as his tip breached her slit as she guided his cock inside her, and then the primal sensation when she started to ride him with more vigour.

The rocking and tensing of muscles and the force of how she took what she wanted was immense and soon it made the plug work its way out, making Natty and Ricky both giggle, but never dampening their enthusiasm for each other.

Ricky squeezed her breasts as Natty rocked back and forth on top of him, every movement increasing the tumult of revelrous elation. She leaned forward, pressing their bodies together as she kept riding him. Ricky slid his hands down to her bum and squeezed as she kissed him. Their kissing stifled the moans and gasps that both of them were making as their pleasure surged like a summer storm.

Ricky could see it build for Natty as she leaned back, his cock hitting her in just the right spot as she kept grinding up and down. He was desperate to give his lover every morsel of pleasure that he could.

He watched her movements become ever more syncopated as the orgasm drew close, his own body thrilled in concert with hers. His whole world condensed down to just the two of them here in this bed and the yearning for release.

She rocked her hips back and forth again and again. Ricky knew those motions; Natty was bringing herself to the cusp. He watched, enraptured, as she brought herself closer and closer, an agony of anticipation writ large across her face, until finally it crashed through her body.

She stilled her grinding momentarily as the orgasm subsided, and she came back to her senses before starting again. She bent forward to kiss Ricky, and he kissed her back gratefully, still feeling a little smug and wondering how he could satisfy her.

He knew he couldn’t last long now. He was always so turned on when he made her come. He brought his own hips up to meet her thrusts and grabbed her ass, and pulled her forward, desperately seeking his own payoff.

He started moaning as his climax got closer until his fingers stiffened and his hands clamped tight against her ass. His cock slipped out as his spray burst all over Natty’s butt as he peaked.

Natty kissed him as his cock quivered and the last remnant of his orgasm slowly ebbed away.

The two of them held their kiss as their breathing slowly returned to normal. The occasional laugh escaped from between their embraced lips.

This is just perfect, thought Ricky, as Natty lay in his arms, savouring the post-orgasmic chill that reached all the way to his toes.

He thought about how the day was going to pan out. They could have a slow, terribly unhealthy breakfast, cuddle up on the couch reading their books or watching a movie.

Maybe they could go for a walk and enjoy the sharp, winter air and the crisp and crunch of fresh snow under their feet.

He still had a few more presents to give Natty, one of which in particular…

Hmm, he thought. Maybe we should spend the whole rest of the holiday in bed…

The End

Delicious warmth from the alcohol swirled about my body, flooding through my veins and into the layers of my skin. So deliciously intoxicated, I felt mellow and horny even if a little numb, but still extremely aroused deep in my body. The music played on and I felt my body pulsing moodily to the beat of the sounds. A couples fucking free porn story, a sexy, heady concoction and after a full evening of fun.

The last of our guests found their way merrily through the door, leaving me momentarily glancing across the table. I could see the tell tale signs of the evening of pleasure we had all had. A naughty smirk crept across my face as I caught a glimpse of the lacy pink panties left strewn across the table followed by the thought of how they came to leave their owner and find their way onto my table. Our slightly more debauched night had left its mark, and my guests no doubt of their saucy amusements. I was still in a zone of aroused pleasure and certainly not ready for my evening to end. Languidly I lay back in my chair I allowed the evening to wash over me, my thoughts turning more sexual and my craving growing deep.

Nothing wrong I thought in participating in a little more Grey Goose while we continue with our risky game of poker. As I looked across the table I caught his eye, my inner vixen had raised her head. I was ready to play, particularly that of seducer and slipped my foot from my shoe allowing it to deliberately glide up his leg. If he wasn’t sure of my motive, he certainly was now and I delighted in trailing my stocking foot firmly but surely up the inside of his leg. As I leaned further back I ensured my toes could feel between his crotch, rubbing as I did to entice some inner movement. My eyes not moving, I continued to seek his arousal and started to feel his twitching bulge between his thighs. Oh delight, he was ready to play with me and not just at poker. Just this sign alone was enough to send pulses to my pussy, a subtle little sexy twitch between my lips, an indicator that my body was craving attention. Wriggling in my skirt, I playfully felt for the edges of my panties and began to ease them down, over my suspenders, down my hips and across my knees, dropping them visually on the floor. I kept my eyes focused deep into his, exposing my thoughts. His eyes burnt into me with a growing desire, and with that I moved behind him and slipped my hands over his shoulder trailing them down into his shirt.

I loved feeling his body, his skin under my fingers, his young athletic chest, firm and muscular. I leant my head closer to take in his mixed scent of body heat and alcohol and him, all him. My hand dropped lower and began opening his shirt wide down to the top of his naval so I could look at his smooth skin. I could see how hard he was as he nuzzled my neck breathing and kissing me through my thin blouse fabric.

From nowhere his hands were instantly on me, taking in my body, feeling the tops of my stockings and trailing his fingers up the belts of my suspenders. Then pulling up my skirt waist high he revealed my round naked bottom. The flat of his hands moving over me, sliding around me, as if moulding my body. Then I felt his fingers keenly fondling my breasts and freeing them from my bra, my blouse open wide, my chest exposed. His mouth was suddenly hard upon mine, filling my mouth with his. I felt him consuming me with desire and I loved how it made me feel so sexually alive. It spurned my kissing on, demanding more from his. In return he kissed me intently then began to slowly and passionately toy with my lips and mouth. Soon he moved down my body and plunged his mouth over my nipples, sucking them in and sending quivers deep into my groin. The kissing and the sucking all creating such arousal in me, I leant further against the table to stabilise myself and enjoy the pleasure fully. From my breasts his tongue moved straight to my already moistened pussy and licked and teased my very swollen lips. My head back I enjoyed the heavenly feeling, my body all sensing the pleasure and pulsing the stimulus through my now aching muscles. I could feel the swelling orgasm but wanted to resist the immediate pleasure and instead reached for his hard body.

I loved feeling his horny arousal in my mouth and dropping to my knees began to work his cock and draw his pleasure from him. This feeling it gave me was overwhelming, I loved watching his reactions and seeing his response to my active mouth and tongue. In and out I took him, tasting his initial juices and salty skin for what seemed a short space of time, but I could see he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer. With this he took me and quickly lifted me on to the table clearing what he could to seek some space. I laid my head back waiting to feel his fingers in me, his teasing fingers play and rub, finding my sweetness deep inside. Ah he had me, he knew where they had to be and how to work me to reach my perfect conclusion. I felt my muscles burning and a wave of tense pleasure growing again, but as it did he knew just when to delve deep into me, hard and firm filling my pussy with all he had. He began his thrusts, not too much to start with, but with firm intension and a growing quickening pace. I heard my moans increasing as he laid into me, my body sliding up the table, my pussy swollen, my mouth now dry. I felt every long hard inch of him and he continued his assault until he heard my final moan, my ultimate sound, telling him I was on my wave of repeating pleasure. With that he pulled himself out and allowed his pulsing juices to spurt across my chest, catching anything in its way. I didn’t need to look up to know from his groans his final effort was concluded and he had exploded in ultimate pleasure.

THE END