The Weekend - Sex Stories

The Weekend

... barked!!

“Well,” she started, and she could just see his grin. “Why not start with some sensual teasing.” His hand reached for a feather that was on the coffee table, picked it up and started to draw it up her left leg at the knee.

She jumped. “What the fuck,” she started but the the rest of the words died in her mouth. Shawn worked the feather slowly up and down her exposed skin. Her head fell back onto the back of the couch. “Damn, that is nice.”

“Tell me what you are feeling, what you are smelling, what you are hearing. Tell me all about it,” he said but with more of a coma and then a request.

She was quick to respond. “Is that a feather, Shawn?” A smile coming out with her words.

“Yes, it is my red little slut,” he said inches from her ear. She could feel the heat and want in his words. “And you will call me Sir for the rest of the weekend, understand?”

“Yes Sir,” she said as a bigger smile grew across her face. For about thirty seconds neither said anything. She was just enjoying the soft touch of the feather on her body. Then she answered his question. “To answer your question Sir, I feel the wonderful touch of the feather across my skin. It’s raising goose bumps up and down my body. That is the main thing I’m feeling but not the only. I feel your body heat next to me. Warm and filled with lust. I hear your soft throaty breathing, but I also hear my own heartbeat raising as my body is more and more turned on. That is not the only thing I hear. The ...

... fire shifting ever once in a while and the birdsong in the distance.” She paused, looking like she was trying to regain her composure. “I smell the smoke from the fire. The smell of the sex we had last night. The mix of sweat and our other body odors. Wanting my body to get more. There is also a light scent of…” she paused again. Then saying more as a question than anything else, "spring rain.”

He smiled at this. “What a wonderful nose you have. I lit a candle called spring rain on the kitchen table. You did amazing.” He leaned in and kissed her lips. “Now let’s test your sexy little body.” He pulled the feather along her inner thigh one more time. He saw her shiver at this. Reaching down he pulled the next item from a tray. “Open that sweet mouth of yours,” he commanded. Her lower jaw dropped in compliance. He placed the items on her tongue. “Taste it, chew it my sweet slut.” Her mouth closed around it and she smiled as she chewed. That brought a smile to his lips. “What is that?”

Her mouth still chewing, she waited to answer. Chewing a bit quicker. She swallowed and then tried to lick the juices from the corner of her mouth. He took the small towel and wiped her mouth. Her mouth clear, she was happy to say, “that was a sweet peach. So yummy.” A proudness came over her body.

“Very good, my sweet slut. Next is a sound. What does this sound like,” he asked, hitting the play button. Soft moans came over the small speaker on the table. The moans came with some heavy ...