Weekend SPH 1

By Brooklynn__Sage.

I don’t know how to explain it, but it was all changing. It seemed like it was this ever-evolving incredible journey. One that I could have only fantasized about. But now, this fantasy was becoming my reality! And he, yes he, was making my fantasies and more come true. I have been exploring all things kink lately in my relationship. As a dominatrix, I have learned to be more confident and secure in myself, and he has also known both sides of S&M.

It seemed like it would be just another day, another week, another weekend. But there had to be more! I just knew that there had to be more in store for me. Having the day off, I decided to text my best friend, Jessica:

“Call in sick today. I need your help.”

“What is so important that you need me to call in sick?!”

“I am making a trip downtown to Diva Domme. I want you there to help me. I’ve got some things to buy and need your experience.”

“Diva Domme!? Ooh! I am in! What time?”

“I will pick you up at 11. I am just so, so excited! We are going to have a blast. And this weekend is going to be hot af!”

Diva Domme was my favorite place to shop for anything and everything kinky! No place could compare to it. If you thought about sex and adventure, this was the place to go! This store can satisfy anybody’s needs! I was so excited that Jessica agreed to come with me. With her by my side, my kinky desires, and the experience of the women in the store, I knew we would get everything I could want to make my weekend as exciting as possible!

At 11:00 AM sharp, I pulled up to Jessica’s house. “Are you ready to shop?” I squealed as she hopped in the car. We practically flew downtown! It was non-stop talking about what I was looking for and what my desires were that I was looking to be fulfilled.

As soon as we walked in, the employees were all a bustle to help. “My name is Brooke. What are you searching for today, to make your kinkiest dreams come true?!” the scantily clad employee said.

“I am looking for things to use in role-playing this weekend,” I stated. “I need an outfit for a strong commanding Dominatrix and dildos in as many shapes and sizes as possible.”

Jessica looked at me with a naughty grin, “You devilish girl! You!”

Within seconds, Brooke was off and racing around the store, getting me items to try on, accessories to use, and my requested toys. In the meantime, Jessica and I decided to meander around the store. I was touching different types of clothes. There were the soft fuzzy tops, the shiny, smooth leather, the lacey stockings. Anything and everything you could think of was here. I was getting turned on just walking around the store, looking at all the whips, handcuffs, ball gags, blindfolds, etc. This place is fantastic! I thought.

At that moment, Brooke showed back up with her arms full. She walked us into a private changing room. The room, no joke, was the size of a large bedroom. It had wall-to-wall mirrors, mirrors on the ceiling, and a chaise lounge! She closed the door, leaving the three of us in there. “Undress!” she commanded. I turned my head around to look at her. “Now! Let’s go!” she continued.

Wow, I thought. This must be bringing out her inner domme. As she commanded, I pulled off my sundress, removed my lace bra and panties, and threw them over at Jessica. Jessica just giggled. Now I stood there completely naked, with the walls covered in mirrors, in front of this employee I had never met before, and with my best friend. This is hot AF! I thought to myself. I could feel myself getting moist. Usually, I was not an exhibitionist, but this, wow!

We started with the red leather bustier, silky red panties and black thigh-high stockings. Brooke had me walk around the room, staring at me. Making me spin in circles, rubbing her hand under her chin. “Nope. That will not do!” Brooke stated.

I thought I looked pretty damn good, but evidently, this was not the look she thought I needed. She had me sit down on the chaise lounge. She took her hands and ran them up the inside and outside of my legs to the top of my thighs. I could feel chills running through my body and a faint tingling sensation below. I had watched her fingers moving slowly up my leg, and when they reached the top, I looked up into her eyes- which were staring at mine- and she grinned. Brooke hooked her fingers into the stocking and pulled it down. She repeated this with the second one. ‘Holy shit,’ I thought to myself. I’ve never had that type of feeling before. And I knew that she knew by that wryly grin on her face. Brooke brought a pair of thigh-high black leather boots and a black riding crop.

“Hold this,” she told me. I grabbed it from her, and she slipped the boots onto my legs. As she did, I felt her fingers subtly rubbing between my legs. I gasped. She acted as if there was nothing that had happened. I could feel Jessica’s eyes on me. But I said nothing. “Now, walk around the room,” Brooke told me.

I felt very confident in these boots. I walked around the room, one hand on my hip, the riding crop in the other. I “accidentally” dropped the crop on the floor.

“Oops! my bad,” I said. I spread my legs slightly, bending at the waist, ensuring that my ass was in full view of Brooke. I leaned down and picked up the crop. I knew she was looking because I could feel her eyes burning into my ass. Jessica was giggling softly in the background. I stood up, strolled across the room, sat on the chaise lounge, slowly crossed my legs, and said, “This is the outfit!”

At the same time, Jessica and Brooke said, “He is going to love it!”

I kept the outfit on as Brooke brought out a bag of toys she had collected. Brooke spread them out on the chaise lounge for Jessica and me to look through. I grabbed the enormous dildo she had lying there: a thick 12-inch black cock. I held it up for them both to see. “This, this is a great start!” I stated.

“What about this one?” asked Jessica.

She had grabbed a thin flesh-colored one about 8 to 9 inches in length and about 6 inches in girth.

“Yes!” I exclaimed!

“So, tell me about his cock,” Brooke implored.

“Oooo, I love talking about his tiny tool,” I replied. “He has a small dick,” I continued, “He is light-skinned, although he does some tanning in the nude. His delicious dicklette stands at four and a half inches long and four inches girth when fully erect. His balls are small too. They are perfect for squeezing and spanking. He has a little boy’s dick. It’s so cute.” The girls were excited to hear about it. “Just talking about it gets me horny.”

I could feel myself getting wetter and started running my hand along the top of my breasts. I shook my head to snap myself out of it. “I’ll take these two dildos, the complete outfit, and the riding crop. The only other thing I need is a nipple attachment that vibrates,” I said. Brooke grinned and left the room to collect the last item.

Jessica looked at me all wide-eyed and said, “Damn, girl! You are naughty! I love it! That interaction there between you and Brooke was hot as fuck!” I smiled a devilish smile. She continued, tripping over her words. “I was wondering for a minute if you were going to use that crop on her or if she was going to bend you over the chaise and use one of the dildos on you.”

“Yeah! I know, right! That was surprising and made me tingly all over,” I gushed.

We thanked Brooke for her time and expertise. She threw her arms out to hug me, landing on my ass. I jumped in surprise. She then brought her hands to my face, lips to mine, kissed me, and whispered in my ear, “I hope you come back soon, and I’ve got more to show you in the extra private changing room.”

And she winked. Jessica and I left the store, surprised at the happenings at Diva Domme, but I was ready to start my weekend.


As soon as I got home, I started the planning. I knew he didn’t have any significant plans for the weekend, so I had decided that I would be his plans- ALL weekend long. Now, I wanted to surprise him. I dressed in my slinky new outfit, packed the toys & accessories in a bag, grabbed my coat, and headed to his house. Based on the time, he should have just arrived home. When I got to his house, I threw on my trench coat, flung my bag of toys over my shoulder, and headed up the walkway. His car was already parked in the driveway. He had no idea what was about to go down!

I rang the doorbell, and he answered quickly. When he opened the door, he had this surprised look on his face, “Tiffany, what are you doing here? And what are you wearing?? Or what are you not wearing?”

I smiled at him with this sexy smile, ducked under his arm resting on the doorway threshold, and was making my way into his bedroom when I looked back and could see this shocked and puzzled look on his face. I just whipped my head around and walked right into his room. I could feel his eyes staring at me. I just kept smiling! He entered his room, only to find me sitting on the edge of his bed. I was no longer wearing my trench coat. He saw me resting on my elbows, wearing my thigh-high boots, black lace panties, and the red corset. Dangling from my arm was the crop. Instantly, I could see a bulge starting to grow between his legs. I tapped on the bed next to me, signaling him to come over and sit. His jaw was still sitting on the floor. But he strolled over and sat down next to me. “I… I… you… Just wow!” He stammered.

I stood up, and as I spun in a circle, I asked, “You like it??”

“Like it? That is fucking hot,” he replied.

I took the crop in my hand and was gently smacking it against my other hand. I told him, “You DO know what this means, right?” I could see a look of fear and excitement on his face. And I could also see the enthusiasm growing under his pants.

“Yes, Madam. I do,” he replied.

“I want you to go shower,” I told him. “And I want you to return to me in nothing but a towel. You have 10 minutes. No peeking in this room before 10 minutes. But I expect to see you 10 minutes sharp!”

He nodded his head and quickly went into the bathroom to take a shower. This should give me just enough time to get my shit in order. I opened my bag and spread out the toys I had bought just a couple of hours earlier, along with others I had at home. I lined them up from smallest to largest. There before me were three dildos. They ranged in size from 3 inches up to 12 inches! They also went in girth from 2 inches to 7 inches! I had not used all of them before, but it was always good to keep a supply on hand. I covered them with my trench coat so as not to let him see them when he first walked in. I looked at my watch. 7 minutes. That meant I had three minutes left. I closed the curtains and dimmed the lights. It was a pretty romantic setting.

When exactly 10 minutes had passed, the door to the bathroom opened, and he presented himself in nothing but a short towel. I was sitting on the bed when he first opened that door. I scanned him from his head down to his toes and then his toes up to his head. Fuck! This man is so hot! I thought to myself. How did I get so lucky? “Come to me,” I told him. Immediately he came right over and stood directly in front of me. My head was sitting just above his waistline, but my eyes could not help but stare a few inches lower than that. With my right hand, I untucked the towel I wanted to fall to the ground. As it fell, his hard cock sprang up.

“Mmmmmmmmm,” I said. “Looks like your little boy is ready to play!”

I took my hand, and gently rubbed the underside of his cock, took it in my hand, and ran my hand up and down it. I took the other hand, cupped his balls, and squeezed them.

“Ohhhhhhhh,” he moaned.

“I thought you might like that,” I said. “Now, let’s see how you compare to my friends that I brought.” Immediately, he had a look of fear on his face. “No. Not what you are thinking,” I assured him.

As he continued to stand before me, I lifted the trench coat, revealing all three toys! “Holy shit!” I heard him softly whisper.

“Now, do you think you can match the pleasure I get from this? Because sure as hell, this will fill me, stretch me, and hit that G spot like no other!” I said to him as I picked up and held the 12″ black dildo. “Let’s compare, shall we?” I took that dildo and lined it up to his hard cock. “No, I guess you can’t, can you?” I said to him condescendingly.

I could see a look first of shock, which quickly turned into him being more turned on.

“No, ma’am,” he said sheepishly, moving his gaze toward the ground.

“Look at it,” I commanded. “Tell me what you see.”

At first, I could tell he was a little bewildered at the question. He answered, “I see a very girthy and huge black cock.”

“Touch it,” I said to him. “Feel how thick that is. I want you to wrap your hand around it, stroke it, and then do that to yours.” Immediately his hand grasped the thick black dildo and started rubbing it up and down. “Now THAT is a real man’s cock,” I told him. “Now yours. I want to see you touch yours.”

He grasped his shaft, which couldn’t compare girth or length to the ginormous black dildo. I could feel myself getting wetter from watching him rub the dildo and then himself. I could also tell that he was getting turned on by this.

“That’s enough!” I exclaimed as he continued to stroke himself.

I took the black one away and took the next one out. This flesh-colored dildo sat at 9″ long and 6″ in girth.

“Get your measuring tape.” I knew he kept it on his dresser. “Now measure yourself. Length and girth.” I commanded. At first, he had a ‘are you shitting me’ look. “Now!” I exclaimed.

He quickly got the tape, and his cock remained at attention, fully erect. There was no doubt he was turned on. When he brought it back over, I said to him, “Measure yourself.”

He didn’t hesitate this time. He lined that tape up to himself and told me, “Four and a half inches.”

“Now the girth!” I commanded.

“Four inches,” he said sheepishly.

“Hmmmm. Do you think that you can measure up to this?” I said, holding up the flesh-colored dildo. “I want you to feel it. I want you to feel how long and thick it is.”

He ran his hand up and down that toy. Hesitantly at first, but then several more times with more confidence. “Enough! I want you to run your hand up and down your cock. Tell me, can you compare this? This that is only a toy?”

“No, Madam. You are right. I do not,” he replied, looking down at the ground.

“Bring your eyes up to meet mine,” I whispered. He did as he was told. Then he stood there, unsure of how to continue. “Have you been a good boy this evening?” I asked him.

“Yes, Madam. My goal is always to please you,” he stated with hesitancy in his voice.

“Do you think that you have pleased me enough this evening?” I questioned him.

“Yes, Madam,” he more confidently stated. “I believe that I have.”

“Good. I am going to agree.” I smiled at him. “Now, lay down here on the bed. On your back. I want you to help me lower myself down onto you. And I think that you will be most pleased.”

He laid on his back as instructed. I brought myself between his legs with my back to his face and straddled him. “OK. I will need you to help hold my hips and guide me onto you. I want to feel you deep inside of me. I want you to keep your hands on my hips. Help move them however it feels good to you. And I’m sure you will be in for a pleasurable surprise.”

He helped guide his stiff cock into my wet pussy. “Ohhhhhhhh. Fuck, that feels so good!” I moaned out.

He rested both hands on my hips and started moving me up and down his shaft. Every time I had every bit of him inside of me, he would lift his pelvis, pushing himself as deep as he could go inside of me. And every time he did, a jolt of absolute pleasure ran through my body. It was getting hard to control myself. And I knew that he knew this. I still had the crop attached to my wrist, so the next time he pushed his cock deep inside of me, I took that crop and smacked it against his balls.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh!” he cried out.

“You weren’t expecting that? I thought you would enjoy it,” I said to him.

“Wow, that felt incredibly amazing and surprising all simultaneously,” he replied.

“Don’t stop! Please! I’m getting close!” I shouted.

I could also feel that he, too, was getting very close. I knew we would be able to time this. It wouldn’t take much for either of us at this point. With every thrust of his hips, I tried to match him. The waves of intense pleasure were moving up deep inside my pelvis. It was to the point where I could no longer control my being! Without warning, I felt my hips start to jerk back and forth, my body began writhing, and then, without hesitation, I felt him throb and explode inside me!

“Fuck!” we both cried out.

When my hips finally relaxed, and I realized he had emptied himself inside of me, I collapsed on top of him.

I laid my head on his chest, and he wrapped his arm around me. “My lady,” he said to me. “That was hot as fuck!”

I looked up at him, our eyes met, and I smiled. He knew this was just the beginning of the weekend!


That night, I just laid in his arms, slept so soundly, yet dreaming of the other surprises I had in store for him.

When I woke up, I was wrapped up in his arms. There was no better or safer place for me to be. We slept well that night before. I was nestled into him, my head resting on his chest. I could feel his chest rise and fall with every breath and his heart beating. How beautiful and calming. I wiggled myself out from under his arms, grabbed one of his old T-shirts, and slipped it on. I could hear the rain pounding the windows outside. Thunder roared in the background, and lightning lit up the room. A rainy day just gave me an excuse to spend the weekend with him, naked and full of pleasure!

I decided that I should start this day off right! I made a cup of coffee and walked over to the window to watch the rain. I just stood there, with a naughty smile, holding up the coffee and inhaling its aroma. I am looking forward to waking him up this morning… my way! I strolled down the hallway, slipped off his T-shirt, grabbed my bag, and went in to take a shower. I wanted to be clean but also wanted to feel wet with desire. I wasn’t sure how much time I had before he would wake up on his own, so I was glad I had brought my trusty vibrator. I knew it would help me speed up the process a little! I brought it into the shower, got it wet, lifted my leg onto the corner seat, turned it on, felt it vibrating in my hand, and then placed it deep inside my pussy.

“Ohhh, yes,” I whispered.

I could feel the vibrator pushing up against my G spot. I got soap on my hands and started rubbing them up and down my body. Soon, I could feel myself getting lost in caressing myself. I began focusing on my breasts, massaging each of them- one at a time, then pulling up the nipple and twisting it. Oh man, I thought. I wish his mouth were on them right now. I completely got lost in myself. I found myself rubbing my clit, just knowing how wet I was.

Suddenly, I felt strong hands holding on to my hips. I gasped! I was shocked that he was awake. I don’t even know how long I was in the shower. He stepped into the shower, wrapped his arms around the front of me, grabbed the soap bottle, and then dripped it down the front of my chest. I could feel it sliding down, reaching the edge of my nipples, and then falling onto my stomach.

“Mmmmmmmmmm,” I found myself moaning.

His hands were soft and powerful. He used the soap to massage my breasts, not missing an inch. When he got to my nipple, he would take his fingers, pinch it, pull it out as far as it would go, and finally release it.

“Oh my God,” I cried out.

“Were you being a naughty girl?” He asked. “It looks like you started without me. For that, it is going to deserve some punishment.”

I was shocked and so glad that he could not see the look on my face. With his arms still wrapped around me, he didn’t leave me any room to move. He knew he had me.

“Yes, Sir. I was very naughty,” I replied. “I’ve got a vibrator inside my pussy right now. It is pressing up against my G spot. I got lost in caressing my own body, which is something that I should have left for you to do.”

How quickly the tables had turned. My surprise for him turned into a surprise for me!

“Now listen very carefully,” he commanded. “I want you to put your arms on this corner seat and spread your legs apart. Do not. I repeat. Do not let your arms come off that seat. Understood?”

I kind of felt a little frightened but seriously turned on. “Yes, Sir.” I replied, “I will not move them.”

And with that, I bent over. My ass was very much exposed. And the tail from the vibrator was very clearly seen.

“I see you brought your favorite toy with you! Yet it seems that it was hidden from me yesterday when you had toys on the bed,” he said. “Were you trying to hide this from me?”

“No, Sir,” I replied. “Do you want me to take it out?”

“No, no, no.” He stated. “I want that to stay in. Because I am not allowing you to cum.”

I gasped! Because I knew that whatever he was going to do would turn me on to the point of orgasm. And orgasm control is one of the most challenging things for me to handle. And he knew this. I heard the shower door open and then closed. I knew he stepped out, but I dared not move. I could feel the warm water streaming onto my ass and back, then rolling off my breasts and the vibrator still in my pussy. I then could hear footsteps, followed by the sounds of the shower door.

“Good girl,” he said. “You listened well.” I could tell he was grinning by his tone. “But,” he continued. “Your behavior from earlier still needs to be dealt with. Doesn’t it?”

I could feel the vibrator, causing my pussy to tighten around it.

“Yes, Sir,” I clamored. I felt one hand massaging my ass, ever so gently, then…WHACK! I felt the sting of the crop on the other side. “Holy fuck!! Woah!”

I jumped but kept my arms down. The sting remained since the friction was intense from it being wet. He then massaged that side.

“Atta girl,” he said. “You did well.” Then- WHACK! WHACK! With the crop on the other side and a hand spanking on the original side. I yelped- not expecting that. But I knew what it was doing to my body because I could feel myself tensing inside, feeling the tingling in my pelvic muscles. “Remember,” he instructed. “No cumming. We certainly don’t need this anymore,” he said as he removed the vibrator.

I almost started to feel sweet relief, but then I felt the vibrator replaced by none other than one of the dildos I had brought. I could feel the pressure of him starting to put it inside. I felt him gently begin to insert it, but it wasn’t easy with it being on the larger side. “A little tight?” he asked. “I want you to tell me which one this is once it is all the way in.”

He would push it in slowly, meeting resistance with each stroke. He had to stretch the walls of my pussy every time he pushed that dildo in. Then He would pull it back, over and over. Going a little deeper and deeper with each stroke. I could feel the pressure mounting inside me with every stroke he made. I felt my walls getting broader and wider, filling me all up. “Well… What size?? And, how does it compare to me?”

“Oh!” I managed to say. “It must be the flesh-colored one. 9 inches!” I said breathlessly. “Compared to you? You make me feel so fucking good when you are inside of me. This stretches my insides further than I could ever think they would go! And it is going deep into the center of my loins!”

“Well, you are a bit wet, aren’t you?” he asked rhetorically. “Nine inches or not, your body obviously must like it! After taking all of this, you may not even be able to feel me inside of you!”

I could feel how wet my pussy was now, with the ease of the movement of the dildo in and out of me once he managed to get it opened up. I could tell he watched with that dildo with every stroke he made inside me. Soon enough, he had a steady rhythm going. Hitting my G spot every time he pushed it in deep- like making sure my pussy took the entire 9 inches- every time!

“Oh my God!” I yelled. “I don’t know how long I can hold on without cumming.”

“Do. Not. Cum,” he commanded.

“I know! I know!” I yelled a little too loudly. “I mean, I know, Sir!”

He didn’t stop. He didn’t give a rest period. The next thing I knew, I could feel this incredible pleasure right at my asshole. No way, I thought to myself. There is no way that I’m going to last. With every stroke of the dildo into my wet pussy, I could feel his finger pushing through my asshole and finally entering it. And as that happened, he started matching the speed with his finger and the dildo. That was it! I could not control myself any longer.

“I’m cumming!!!” I screamed. “Oh… My… God! Holy holy fuck!”

I couldn’t stop myself! I could feel my pussy squeezing around that dildo in a rhythmic spasm. I could feel the throbbing of my clit. I could feel spasms in all the muscles in my pelvis. They all lost complete control at the same time. My knees started to buckle underneath me from the overwhelming pangs of pleasure! It was to the point where he had to take his finger out, drop the dildo, and catch me before I fell to the ground.

“Are you OK?” he asked me.

My breathing was rapid. My heart rate was through the roof. I felt almost like a limp noodle.

“Oh, wow! I just couldn’t hold on any longer! It was too overwhelmingly pleasurable. I just… I know I broke all the rules… But… Wow! Just freaking wow!”

He lifted me, holding me in both of his arms. He turned off the shower, grabbed a towel, and walked us into his bedroom. He laid the towel down, laid me on it, and then proceeded to dry every last bit of my body. That is, while I just laid there- completely and utterly exhausted from pleasure. He knelt next to the bed, his face close to mine. He took his hand and ran it along my jawline and back again. He looked deep into my eyes and- brought his lips down to meet mine. He kissed me with the most passionate, unforgettable kiss. His lips were so soft.

“You are utterly amazing,” I said.


This weekend with my boyfriend was turning into nothing more than a sex-filled fantasy play! Between me showing up unexpectedly on Friday to him completely shocking me in the shower with one of the hottest encounters in which he has ever dominated me. Today, I was taking back the reins!

One of his favorite things is nipple play. And boy does that make him moan, and groan, and seems to bring him the utmost pleasure! I swear, sometimes I think he would cum just by nipple play alone! I grabbed some clamps before leaving the house and had the nipple vibrators I bought at Diva Domme.

The morning passed quickly, soon enough, it was afternoon, and the sun shone brightly in the sky. I suggested we go outside and hang out poolside. I mean, what’s better than having your private pool on a sunshine-filled day! And, I thought, what better way to show off a little to the neighbors. I threw on my string bikini and grabbed some towels, lotion, and maybe a couple of other little toys to have on hand.

I laid down on the chaise lounge; it felt so good to have the warm sun kissing my skin. It seemed to take my boyfriend forever to get ready to come outside. I was waiting for him to put my lotion on. When he finally came out, I was lying face down on the chair with my bikini strings undone. I leaned on my elbows, batted my eyelashes at him, and said, “Can you please rub lotion on me? I don’t want to get burnt.”

In that position, my bikini top was ultimately off, he could see the outlines of my tits, and he knew the game that I was playing!

“Why, of course, Madam!” he retorted.

I handed him the lotion and told him I needed it on my entire back. I could see him grinning. Slowly, he dripped the cream down my back. My hair started to stand on edge because it felt so cold against my warm sun-kissed skin.

“Sorry. I guess the lotion is a little chilly,” he said, trying to hold in his giggles.

Once he felt enough lotion on my back, I could feel his soft, strong hands massaging that lotion onto my skin. He started up by my neck, worked his way down to my shoulders, and then to my mid-back, where he just happened to reach his hands all the way around towards the front, skimming the edges of my breasts.

“Mmmmmmmm,” I said.

“What?” he replied. “All I am doing is putting lotion on your back. And I hear you moaning over here. Goodness!”

Damn, he is good, I thought to myself. He paused for a moment, and I could hear him shifting and no longer felt him at my side. He was now standing behind me. I kept my head face down, wondering what he was up to. Only then did I feel his breath on my lower back, and the weight shifted on the chair. With his hands beside my hips, I felt him lean down and felt a pulling sensation on the top of my bikini bottom. It was only then that I realized he was peeling the bottom piece off with his teeth! He was using his weight to help slowly, gradually, bring it down my ass, down the backs of my legs, and over my feet. The next thing I knew, my bikini bottom landed on top of my head. I felt drips of lotion again. This time they started at my heels, worked up the backs of my legs, and onto my ass. He took his hands, placed them on the backs of both legs, and ran his hands straight to my lower back, dragging his thumbs along the middle part of my legs, spreading them apart very gently and subtly, and when he reached the top of my legs, his thumbs just happened to glide along my wet pussy and up along my asshole.

“Ohhhhhhhh!” I moaned.

“Shhhhhhh.” He replied. “Let me get your lotion on so you won’t burn.”

I tried to let my body relax, wiggling it slightly into the lounge. I took a deep breath in and breathed it out. And then I just let him continue. He worked that lotion into the back of my first leg, massaging my muscles as he moved up from my calves to the tops of my leg, and then repeated that with the second one. This time though, when he got to the top, I felt one hand starting to massage the muscles in my ass, and then I couldn’t identify where this second hand went. That is until I felt a full sensation plunge into my wet pussy. It felt so deep, so good! And then he ultimately stopped. Suddenly, no hands were touching me, no hands next to me, yet there was still the sensation of fullness between my legs. Out of nowhere, I felt this strong vibration inside of me!

“Holy fuck!” I called out.

I was startled by that sensation deep within me. But no one was touching me. Oh! I thought, my Bluetooth vibrator! There was complete silence except for the buzzing sound that could be heard. And oh, wow, does it feel good. It started as a gentle buzz, moved to a stronger one, then waxed and waned. Oh man, I thought, this is amazing! And then, just as quickly as it started, it completely stopped. I couldn’t believe it!

“What?! Oh my God! But I’m so, so close!” I exclaimed.

“Not now, my Princess.” He grinned. “But do not take it out. That stays. Until I tell you that it can come out.”

I thought to myself. I cannot believe that he was able to do this to me again. Well, two can play this game! I stood up slowly, now completely naked, stretching my arms way up one at a time. I could feel his eyes watching every move that I made. I had my towel on the floor, so I bent over at the waist, kept my legs apart, and gathered my towel, pausing long enough to give him a view of my ass and vibrator-filled pussy.

“I do have neighbors, you know,” he said, smiling.

“You do?” I playfully replied. I put my hands on my hips and glanced at him with this devilish grin. “Well, they’ll see more than they ever thought today.”

I dove into the pool to get myself cooled off. He had moved himself to sit on that same chaise lounge that I had been on. He just sat there and watched me. When I felt cooled off enough, I strolled out of the pool. I took each step purposefully, making sure to swing my hips with each one. I ran my hands through my hair, flipping it back as I walked toward him.

I straddled his chest, soaking him in the process. I leaned down, wrapping one hand behind his head, the second hand gently caressing his cheek, and kissed him so deeply, so passionately. Our lips were pressed against each other, our tongues intertwined inside our mouths. He is such a fantastic kisser. I always love feeling his soft lips pressed against mine. They are soft, yet his kisses are so deep. I can feel them down into my toes. As I sat up, I released the back of his head and ran the other hand along his jawline across his bottom lip around his top lip.

Then pressed it against them both and said, “Shhhhhhhh.” He looked at me, baffled. “Do not say anything.”

He didn’t know at that moment that as I walked out of the pool, I noticed his neighbor had come out to sit on his back deck. The neighbor looked a little bewildered, seeing me without any clothing! And yet he was entranced and couldn’t take his eyes off me.

I leaned down to whisper to my boyfriend, “We are putting on a show. So, all I can say is enjoy the ride!”

My boyfriend looked at me with one eyebrow raised, and I mouthed to him and winked, your neighbor is watching! It was almost like this brief moment of panic on his face. But when I took my hands and rested them on his shoulders, holding him down, he knew I meant business, so he backed down and submitted himself to me. With submission comes an extraordinary level of trust. I knew his limits, and I also knew that we were about to put on a really hot show. I flipped my hair back, spraying water all over his lower body. I placed my hands down by his head, which brought my breasts down so close to his face that I could feel him breathe on them. He stuck his tongue out, and I swung them back and forth, so his tongue ran over and around my nipples. He even latched onto one of them, sucking it down, bringing it into his mouth, and nibbling it with his teeth.

“Ohhhhh, wow!” I called out. And then, when he did that to the other side, he bit down a little harder, and I yelped, “Fuck, that feels so good! Harder!”

With that, he pressed his teeth slightly deeper into my nipple, and I melted into him. I could feel myself practically dripping cum on him. At that point, I couldn’t help but lift my gaze to meet that of his neighbor. I winked at him. He appeared embarrassed at first, but once I winked at him, he settled back into his chair and decided to watch the show. Now it was time to bring the heat!

When I stood up, I ensured my back toward the neighbor. I ran my hands up the sides of my body and stretched towards the sky. Then spread my legs apart and bent over to grab my bag of toys. I could feel his eyes burning into my ass. Not only was the neighbor watching me, but my boyfriend couldn’t take his eyes off me either.

“Damn, you are so fucking hot!” he whispered.

When I stood up, I couldn’t help but notice the tenting in his bathing suit bottoms.

“It looks like you’re enjoying the show!”

I playfully said to him. As I was walking around the chair, I took one hand and ran my finger down his chest, pausing only to pinch, twist, and pull his nipple, and I could hear him moan in pleasure. I continued down his body, stopping where I could see his hard cock trying to escape. I put my towel down on the floor next to the chair, leaned over, and pressed my mouth over the bathing suit where his hard cock was. And I breathed heavily onto it- hot air. I then took my tongue and ran it up and down the outside of that bathing suit, teasing him. He started to moan again, So I stopped. I stood back up again, bringing the towel with me, and dropped it on the other side of the chair. I pulled a rope out of the bag, and my boyfriend’s eyes were wide with anticipation.

“I want your wrists together, above your head. It’s not a question. It’s now.”

Immediately, he brought them above his head, and I wrapped them in the rope and tied them to the top of the chair. I didn’t want him to be able to move for this. I mounted him, sitting my wet pussy right over his bathing suit, covering his hard cock. I made sure to grind into him when I sat down.

“Mmmmmmmmm,” I said. “Fuck. You are so hard and feel so good pressed against my clit.”

That was when I grabbed the nipple vibrators out of my bag. He had never seen these before, so he had no idea what to expect. They were rubberized nipple clamps that would vibrate at the touch of a button, with an adjustable screw pin to change the level of pressure on the nipples. I took the first one, leaned down, and ran my tongue all over and around that nipple. I sucked hard, pulling it and then releasing it. And taking my teeth and nibbling it just enough to feel him start to wriggle under me. Once I felt I had tortured that side enough, I released it and moved on to the other side. I played the same game; the only difference is that I made sure to look up and meet the gaze of his neighbor again. At first, it looked like something was a little different, but I didn’t want to stare at that point- I had nipples to pleasure. I took the first vibrating clamp and attached it to one side. And then I did the same for the other. I pressed the buttons on each of them to start them going. I could feel the vibration down his chest into his pelvis.

“Oh, man! Oh… Oh, man!” He started to say.

“Do not cum. Do you understand me? Do not.” I commanded him.

“Yes, Ma’am.” He stammered. I ran my hands down his sides meeting his waistband. I shimmied my hips over his stiff cock and pulled his bathing suit shorts down his legs, off him, and tossed them behind me. “What did you… But… My neighbor… Oh my God!” He stammered.

“Don’t worry about him.” I playfully told him. “I’m sure he’s just enjoying the show and most of his time gazing at me.”

When I sat on him, I sat just below his belly button. “Sir, may I remove this vibrator you put inside me?” I asked him.

I had to submit to him momentarily before I retook the charge.

“Yes, you may,” he firmly stated.

I reached inside my dripping wet pussy and took that vibrator out, placing it next to me. I may need that later, I thought to myself.

I looked deep into my boyfriend’s eyes and said to him, “I hope you are ready. You are about to experience something like you never have before! We are going to put on the show of a lifetime!”

He had a panicked look in his eyes.

I ran my hand down his cheek and said, “Relax. This is all about your pleasure. Now someone else gets to watch you have it!”

I could feel his tense body start to relax. His nipples were still being squeezed from the clamps that were on them. As he let himself relax, pleasure began to overtake him again! He started to moan with that increased tension, just pinching his nipples tight. I was still straddling him. I stood tall, leaned my head back, ran my hands through my hair, and looked straight at his neighbor. At this point, I finally figured out what he was doing. I saw his shorts were now down by his knees while he sat and watched. I also saw this hand moving back and forth. He was jerking off, watching us.

“Holy fuck, that is hot!” I said to my boyfriend.

“What?” he replied.

“Nothing.” I winked and said to him. “Just fucking enjoy me riding you.”

He closed his eyes and started moaning again in pleasure. His hard cock was ready for me to take. I slowly lowered myself down towards it. Grabbing it with one hand, I rubbed it back and forth on my clit. Mmmmmmm, that felt so good. I lined it up to the opening of my soaking wet pussy and barely inserted the tip. He pushed his pelvis towards me, and I told him, “Do not get overzealous now! I am in charge. Otherwise, I will tie your legs down too!”

“Yes, Ma’am,” he sheepishly replied.

I stood a little, letting the tip sit at my opening. As I was tormenting him, I was also torturing myself. I looked at my boyfriend, placed one hand down on his hip, took hold of his cock, and guided him inside me. All the while, I could see his neighbor trying to get a better view of what was happening. Once he was inside me, I put my other hand on his hip and started moving up and down. Very very slowly at first, then I started picking up the pace. The faster I went, the deeper I pushed him and the louder the moans he made.

“Oh wow! Faster! Oh man, that feels so good,” he kept exclaiming.

I could feel him swelling inside me, which was also mounting my climax. I knew I would get there any minute, especially with him getting ready. I picked up the pace a little bit more- you could hear how wet my pussy was that he was gliding in and out of. His pelvic muscles started twitching. He was so close. “I’m… I’m… Holy fuck, I’m cumming!” He screamed out. He exploded deep inside me, causing my hips to start moving uncontrollably.

“Oh, God!! Me too!” I called out.

I could not control the spasms of my pussy around his cock, the amount of cum I squirted on him, or the moans of pleasure I let out. In the background of this, I heard a faint, “I’m cumming too!”

When I gathered myself together, I looked up to see his neighbor, visibly in a stupor, with cum on his chest- yup, that was him, I had heard. “Hot fucking damn, that was intense!” I said to my boyfriend, who was also lying in a stupor.

“Yes, Madam. It sure fucking was,” he replied.

Nodding my head toward his neighbor, I said, “And he certainly thought so, too.”

“He watched? Like watching the whole thing?” my boyfriend said in a panic.

“Relax,” I told him. “He’s already cum and in his stupor.”

With that, I stood up, walked to the top of the chaise lounge, gently and methodically untied his hands, leaned over him, spreading my legs ever so slightly, and kissed him. My tongue danced around his, my lips pressed hard against him, knowing full well that my ass and cum-filled pussy was in direct sight of his neighbor.

“Naughty naughty girl,” my boyfriend said as he pulled me around close to him.

I smiled at him, put my head on his chest, and asked, “Me? Whatever were you thinking!”

We both laughed, and I lay there, curled up in his arms.


To Be Continued…


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