Bare Weekend, Total Control

The weekend had been her idea, a desperate plea for release from the suffocating monotony of their lives. “C’mon baby,” she’d purred, her voice laced with a raw need, “naked getaway, just you and me. A whole weekend of me on my back – or wherever you want me. Seventy-two hours of non-stop banging, licking, sucking, and whatever else we wanna do.” She’d nibbled his ear, her breath warm against his skin, and ran her open palm over his hardening cock, a silent invitation, a blatant command. “You’re in charge. Whatever you want goes.”

He raised an eyebrow, a flicker of amusement in his dark eyes. “Anything? So if I want you naked the whole weekend…”

She cut him off, pulling down her tank top with a swift, deliberate movement, revealing the pale expanse of her naked breasts. Twisting the nipple between her fingers, she whispered, “Anything you want – as much as you want, anytime you want. I want to wake up out of a sound sleep with your cock in my mouth and your tongue running over my clit.” The scent of her arousal filled the air, thick and intoxicating.

He could barely move; she’d made him so hot, so utterly consumed by desire. “Call your mom and tell her the kids are coming over this weekend. Then call your boss and get Friday off. Monday too. You’re gonna need the day to recuperate.” She winked, a mischievous glint in her eyes, as she sauntered away, and he smacked her hard on the butt. She moaned, a low, throaty sound, and wiggled her butt for him, a playful submission that only intensified his lust.

“I like that,” he muttered to himself, watching her leave the room. “I hope you plan to do more of that this weekend.” He knew, deep down, that she was right. This weekend would be an explosion of pleasure, a release from all the pent-up longing he’d felt for her.

They dropped the kids off early Friday morning, the small chaos of their children’s departure only fueling the anticipation for the hours to come. As they pulled onto the coastal highway, she teased him, her voice husky with excitement. “Sound proof, baby,” she said, leaning her head on his shoulder, smiling at him. “We can make as much noise as we want. No one can hear you spanking me or me screaming when you make me cum. Oh! And we have a private jacuzzi outside. I wanna sit in it tonight and ride your cock while you suck my tits.” She unbuttoned her blouse, pulling down her bra and tracing her nipples with her fingertips, leaving no doubt about her desires.

He was on fire, a raging inferno of lust and anticipation. It was time to make her wet, to fulfill the promises she’d made. “Two can play this teasing game,” he thought, his hands already reaching for her.

“You’re definitely gonna ride my cock, baby. You’re gonna ride it, suck it, take it from behind, get it between your tits…everything. I’m gonna cum in your mouth, on your tits, on your face…anywhere I want.” He noticed her hands working both breasts now, a frantic rhythm of anticipation. She was getting hot, the heat radiating off her skin, and he felt a primal urge to possess her completely.

He rubbed her leg, a silent invitation to continue the dance of seduction. She swallowed hard, her breath catching in her throat, and whispered, “Rules? What rules?”

He looked at her, a slow smile spreading across his face. “You’re my love slave this weekend. You’ll do whatever I say.” He watched her, mesmerized by her reaction, before taking his eyes off the road to look at her. In a flash, he slipped his hand under her panties and rammed two fingers inside her. She screamed, arched her back, and slammed her foot against the car floor, a desperate attempt to escape the exquisite torment. She quickly lowered the seat so she could stretch out and enjoy his diddling her.

“Ohhhh…oh my goodness baby,” she moaned, her voice strained with pleasure. “Easy baby. You’re gonna make me cum. Babe!” She looked at him, pleading with her eyes, begging for release, and he knew he had her completely in his thrall.

He grinned and twisted his fingers inside her, continuing the assault on her senses. “Baby! Please…seriously…you’re gonna make me cum!”

He knew he had her, pushing her to the brink of ecstasy. “Last rule,” he growled, massaging her mound with the butt of his palm, “You take me or do me any way I want. Lick me, suck me, swallow me. Straddle my lap so I can suck those pretty tits. From behind. Sit on my face and grind. I brought a vibrator. Tonight, you’re gonna take a bubble bath and I’m gonna watch you play with yourself until you cum. Then I’m gonna lift you outta the tub, bend you over the counter and bang you from behind until you scream and cum again. After that, I’m gonna tie your wrists with your panties, put you on your knees and watch you in the mirror as you make me cum in your mouth. My cock is gonna hit the back of your throat as I go in and out over and over again.”

Her face was red and her breath ragged, her body trembling with the intensity of her pleasure. She’d been licking her fingers and twisting her nipples as he talked, each touch a delicious torment. He was still fingering her panties, but he could tell she was wet, saturated with arousal, on the verge of an explosive release. She was definitely on fire.

“Baby…baby…please,” she begged, her voice choked with desperation. “I want all of that. Now. Please.”

The hotel was just ahead, a beacon of illicit pleasure. She whimpered as he slid his fingers out of her wet opening. “Ohhh…” He tantalized her by licking her juice off his fingers, savoring her vulnerability. Her mouth opened in surprise and ecstasy, a silent invitation to continue the assault.

He pulled into a parking stall and opened his door. “C’mon baby,” he whispered as he helped her out, his touch gentle yet possessive. “Let’s get this party started.” The world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them, lost in the intoxicating heat of the moment, ready to explore the depths of their desires. Their weekend had begun, and it promised to be a wild, unforgettable experience. He grabbed her close, pulling her against him, and whispered in her ear, "You are mine tonight, and I will take you to every inch of pleasure you crave." Their journey into pleasure was about to begin. The next few hours would be filled with unrestrained passion and an exploration of every possible sensation. The private room, soundproofed and secluded, was their sanctuary, a place where they could indulge in their most primal urges without fear of judgment or interruption. As they settled into the plush king-sized bed, the anticipation hung heavy in the air, thick with unspoken desires and the promise of exquisite pleasure. The first touch ignited a firestorm of lust, and they plunged into a whirlwind of passionate encounters, each moment pushing them further into the depths of their shared fantasies. The room was soon filled with moans, gasps, and the sounds of their bodies responding to the overwhelming pleasure. The entire weekend stretched before them, an endless expanse of sensual exploration, a testament to the power of their connection, and a celebration of their shared passion.

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