Shared for the Weekend - Sex Stories

Shared for the Weekend

Shared for the weekend - part 1

Gwyneth and I had been awake for a couple of hours, lounging around the house on a lazy Saturday morning. Gwyneth was wearing a beautiful silk and lace nightie, with a knee length matching robe overtop. I was wearing a similar outfit that Gwyneth had purchased for me on my previous birthday. We both enjoyed lingerie, on our own bodies and each others, and we had a rare weekend free together so it was nice to sit with a mimosa and read in the living room, dressed to kill. I had prepared us a nice late breakfast, a treat that we don't normally get to enjoy together, and the clock struck 11:00 when we sat down to relax together.

Around noon, Gwyneth 'invited' me up to the bedroom. She walked up behind me and put my collar around my neck, signalling that she would be in charge and that I was to do as I was told. She added a leash, and tugged me to my feet and led my upstairs behind her. I was rock hard by the time we reached the bedroom, and ready for almost anything, but Gwyneth simply dragged me over the bed, lay me on my back, and mounted me. She was sopping wet, so I could only imagine she had been sitting in the living room thinking about sex to the point where she was completely prepared for my hard cock. It was a very quick session, as she rode herself directly to orgasm, and by the time she got there I had already cum. Once she settled, she moved off of me and lay down behind me, rubbing her hands over the satin of my lingerie, ...

... playing with my nipples, and settling in as the big spoon while we relaxed and eventually nodded off for a post sex nap. It was looking to me like we were in for an excellent weekend.

I woke up gradually to the feeling of my wife's hands on my ass, and a finger playing with my asshole. It was surprising, not because of the attention on my ass, but if my wife wakes up horny, she's more likely to crawl up and sit on my face to make me bring her to orgasm orally. The nice thing is that I like having my ass played with so, I was excited by the surprise.

I generally wake up pretty slowly, especially from a post sex nap, so as things were coming into focus and I recognized what was happening, I moaned a little with excitement and pushed my ass back into her hand, encouraging her fingers to spread me wider and make me even more vulnerable to her probing.

'Go ahead and play - I'm here for you.' I whispered.

I'd given myself over to my own submissive nature years before. Gwyneth knew full well that she could use me to her own satisfaction any way she liked, at any time of day, and I would always respond by submitting to her whims and desires. She wasn't always dominant sexually, but when the urge overtook her, she could take on the role of dominatrix fully and completely. On her birthday a few years earlier we'd gone shopping at a fetish store for a latex dominatrix outfit for her, and she'd surprised me more than once by dressing for an evening, taking charge of me, and ...