The Weekend - Sex Stories

The Weekend

Shawn could tell how antsy and nervous that Scarlet was as she sat next to him in his truck as they drove on the long winding highway into the east Tennessee mountains. He rented a secluded cabin in the woods to help her break her out of her shy and reserved persona.

He wanted her to be able to break free from all the headaches of work and be able to enjoy life more. But he was different from her. Her white collar job led to a lot of stress and she bottled it all up. His blue collar job led to him working hard and playing hard kind of life.

The truck continued rolling down the dark highway. The only light were the headlights shining its beams into the dark sky. He looked over to the petite redhead and smiled. He knew he was the lucky one here. She must have felt his gaze because she looked over to him and smiled when she saw him looking at her. She slid closer to him, placing her head on his shoulder. They drove the remaining few minutes that way.

He pulled down the long dirt road. Another ten minutes and the headlights lit up the front of the cute and cozy cabin. He stopped his truck and turned it off. Climbing out his side. She made a move to get out the passenger side, but his strong arms grabbed and pulled her to him.

“What are you doing,” she said giggling? That was music to his ears. Her laughing. It was something magical to him.

Instead of pulling her in the gravel driveway, he kept her in his arms. “I’m carrying my lady to her home for the next ...

... couple of days,” he tried saying in the most chivalrous voice he could muster. His work boots came heavily down on the loose stones, but his long stride had them at the steps in seconds. The three steps to the wooden front porch were past and he made it to the front door. A turn of the handle and he took her into the living room of the cabin. A fire was burning in the fireplace. He took her over to the couch and landed her down. His lips meeting hers. Passion exploded. Their hands and mouths all over each other. They made passionate love on the couch, floor and whichever place their bodies took them. After Scarlet’s third orgasm he finally blew his load. They fell asleep in each other's arms right there on the floor.

As the first rays of the sun came through the window she started to stir. He was waiting on the coffee table waiting for her to wake. She was a bit frightened when she found her arms and legs bound and herself blindfolded. Panic came over her, but he was there by her side quickly.

“It is ok, my red little slut,” he whispered to her. “I’m right here. You are safe.”

“What the fuck is going on,” she yelled. Her body is about to rage.

“Relax, relax,” he continued softly. “This weekend I’m going to take you out of your shell. Show you things you didn't know existed and things you didn't know about yourself. We will be taking away one of your senses, your sight. You will learn to rely on your others.”

“Then why the fuck do you have me tied up,” she ...