Shared for the Weekend - Sex Stories

Shared for the Weekend

... or that the playtime might carry on for a while, but as soon as Gwyneth recovered she gave 'C' a final playful smack with the crop and then came to me to release me from all of my restraints. My mouth felt amazing as the ball gag was taken away, and as I pulled all of my limbs and stretched myself out prior to standing, I couldn't help but sigh in a strange form of ecstasy at my freedom. Once I was able to stand up, I was wobbly in my heels, and still hard as a rock. Gwyneth kissed me on the cheek and promptly let me back to our room, leaving 'C' covered in pussy juice and getting no attention at all from it's source.

We went back to our room, me guided and supported a little by my mostly naked wife, and we didn't say a thing until we were in private with the doors closed. Once we were fully alone, Gwyneth kissed me gently and lovingly, and offered me a nightie to put on. She told me that there was a meal for me in the kitchen, and that she was very happy with me for being so cooperative with her plans, and for not arguing or fighting against being fucked so unexpectedly. She told me that 'X' had been feeling hard done by knowing about the affair, and knowing that he was unable to genuinely satisfy his wife anymore. Gwyn asked me if 'X' was any good at ...

... fucking, and I answered honestly that I received no pleasure from being fucked by him. Gwyneth is a much better lover, no matter what the activity, and I'd much rather be fucked by her with a strapon than have 'X' behind me.

Gwyneth and I both dressed in the nightwear that we had been wearing in the morning, and I relaxed a little and took off my shoes. Gwyneth led me to the kitchen to eat. 'V' had prepared a fantastic meal, and I was famished, so I sat and ate fairly quickly and enjoyed a glass of wine, with Gwyn sitting beside me taking care of me. A couple of the others came by to get a little snack, and I smiled quietly at all of them, admiring outfits and satisfied looks on their faces. They smiled at us but left us alone as we were looking very focussed on food.

Once we had finished eating and drinking, we returned to the room for the night. I wasn't up for much conversation at that point, but I assumed we would talk in the morning. We curled up next to each other in our matching sleepwear and were both asleep in no time. I dreamed through the night about what had happened today, and of what might come tomorrow. I fell asleep still aroused, but thinking about my Queen, and what might happen with 'A' the following day.

Part 2 coming soon...