I walk in the door and see you standing in the kitchen washing your coffee cup and putting it in the dish strainer to dry. You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen standing there in my over shirt nipples hard as diamonds and twice as beautiful.
I walk behind you, reaching under your breast and around your rib cage. I can feel the thin material that I know so well, my favorite French-cut red panties. I pull you tight and feel you rub your ass against my cock as I kiss your neck and nibble on your ear. You turn around and grab me sliding your hands down until you have a firm hold on my bottom, pulling me ever closer. You can feel my growing affection pressing hard against you.
“We need to pack; the limo will be here in half an hour,” I whisper hoarsely.
“What limo?”
I tell you to get dressed and pack for a four-day weekend, including your loveliest dinner dress. You quickly head to the room and drop your shirt on the floor. I cannot help but peek through the door like a teenage boy looking in the girls' locker room. Your thin, sleek body is glowing with dark tan skin, perfect breasts, and tasty nipples. You are a goddess among women. I have to make a hasty retreat, or else I will not be able to walk out of the house.
You walk out and look amazing as always, wearing a short knee-length dress with a floral pattern and a red belt that matches your high heel shoes. I am just about to take you back to the bedroom when there is a knock at the door. I sigh at the missed opportunity and open it.
“Sir, I am Henry; I will be your driver tonight. May I take the bags?”
As Henry takes the bags, he almost trips when you enter the room.
“My little missy, you sure are a stunning thing.”
Then off he goes with the bags. We follow close behind. Once we enter the limo, Henry says, “You kids have fun; it will be about twenty minutes until we are there.”
He raises the privacy glass between us. I reach over and give you a long passionate kiss as I slide my hand up your leg. Your skin is so very smooth and offers no resistance to my touch. I pull the sheer material to one side, finding your bare waxed pussy hot and dripping with a few strokes in and out. You bite your lip and softly moan. To your surprise, I slip a small wireless vibrating egg up in your pussy and move the panties back into place.
Your brow wrinkles with curiosity as you feel a lovely buzzing deep inside with one little push of the button. I tell you that I am in control, and you will follow my instructions. Your only words are, “Yes, sir.”
We reach the airport, and you ask, “Are we flying back to the island?”
“No, hun, we are not.”
The Loudspeaker sounds.
We are now boarding flight 1328 to Paris, France.
Your eyes light up, and you practically leap into my arm, making me think a buzz is in order. We board the flight, and since it is very late, there are minimal passengers. As we taxi down the runway, I keep increasing the intensity of your buzz. You grab my leg tight, clench your teeth, throw your head back, and I know from that look you are coming hard.
Once airborne, the lights dim, and you ask for a blanket. You place the blanket over both of us and cuddle close. You pull the blanket up to our chest and then slide under it. The next thing I know, you have my cock out and licking all the way around the head, tickling the underside with your tongue. You suck hard, milking me inch by inch. You take the whole length to my balls.
I give you a long, strong buzz that makes you cum again. I gently pull your head above the blanket and ask if you have ever been part of the mile-high club.
“Oh, my God, no,” you whisper, your eyes wide with excitement.
I zip up and point you to the lavatory. You enter, and I closely follow. Once inside, I tell you to take off your panties and give them to me. I slip them into my pocket and have you pop out the egg, which goes in my pocket as well. I bend you over, lift your dress and slide easily into your tight wet lips.
I grab your hips so I can control the pace. I start stroking in and out, slowly increasing my speed, enjoying the feel of our bodies merging. Moving in and out, I begin stroking side to side, then in and out again.
You are fighting the urge to scream, biting your lip, and moaning. With a couple of light smacks on the ass, I can feel your pussy gripping my cock.
“I’m going to cum soon, baby.”
You push me back and quickly turn around, dropping to your knees and inhaling every inch of my manhood. Licking and sucking better than you ever have before, like a thirst you cannot quench. I am too far gone to hold back and explode jet after jet of hot cum in your mouth. It feels so good that I almost blacked out.
The loudspeaker sounds.
“This is your captain; we will be making our final approach in a few minutes. Please return to your seat and prepare for landing. Thank you for flying Air France flight 1328.
You reach in my pocket, slip the egg back into your pussy, and purr, “Daddy, you are back in control again.”
We return to our seats and buckle up, waiting to touch down. I take this time to give you a few random buzzes just to keep things interesting.
Once on the ground, we grab a taxi to our hotel, filled with anticipation.
Once we are in the taxi, I tell the driver we are staying at the Hôtel Elysia.
The driver looks you up and down and informs us we made a fabulous choice. He recommends the Prestige Suite. It has soundproofing in the walls so we can be as loud as we like without others hearing us.
I tip the driver and make my way to the front desk while you check yourself in the lobby mirror. Then without notice, I hit the button a give you a long buzz. I can see I have achieved the effect I was looking for as you cross your legs, bite your lip and give me a devilish look.
I return with the key card as the bellhop takes our luggage. Once at the room, the young man opens the door and gives us a quick tour, then off he goes.
The room is enormous and impeccably decorated; long sheer drapes cover the opening to the balcony. We both look and laugh at the thought of actually having French doors.
There are several chairs and lounge couches around the room and a spa tub in the corner.
The bedroom sports a king-size canopy bed with silken enclosure panels. The master bath has double sinks, a glass-enclosed shower, and a deep jacuzzi tub made for two, and there are candles strategically placed all around.
As we check out the kitchenette, I feel you need another little reminder of who is in charge; with quick pulses, I buzz you several times until your knees buckle, and you find yourself on the floor at eye level with my raging love for you.
With a glimmer in your big emerald green eyes and a devious smile on your ruby red lips, I know I have gone too far and will pay dearly.
Quicker than a rattlesnake bite, you have my pants down and a ring of lipstick around the base of my cock. You are relentless, giving no mercy, sucking me deep and holding me there as you fondle my testicles. Slowly you milk me in and out of your talented mouth. Just as I start to relax and enjoy the magic you are performing, you take one hand and extend a finger into my anus, where you massage my prostate until I explode jet after jet of hot creamy cum. You keep going until every drop I have to offer slides down your throat.
Once I have regained my composure, we head to the shower to prepare for a night on the town.
I have decided to wear a nice pair of slacks and a sports coat to dinner thinking it should cover everything from fine dining to a roadside Cafe.
You make your appearance wearing a very form-fitting forest green dress that makes your eyes glow like a big cat out on the hunt. It is the perfect contrast of your fire red hair and matching lipstick, paired with a set of stiletto heels, elevating you to 5'10. You are picture perfect.
I am now feeling a little underdressed for the night. Before I can question my outfit, you grab my hand, and out the door we go.
A short walk down from the hotel, we find a nice restaurant with a secluded table in the back. It is very dim with only the candles for lighting. The red tablecloths drape down far enough to cover any activity that might be going on underneath.
Once we place our order and receive our Domaine Leroy Musigny Grand Cru, you have one hand holding your glass of le vin and the other rubbing my cock under the table.
I am getting increasingly more aroused with every scratch and tickle of her manicured nails.
I worry about how I will walk out once dinner is over, with a considerable bulge now very evident in my khaki pants.
With a light whisper in my ear, you reassure me that I will leave the same way we entered. With total trust in my beautiful redheaded lady, I sit back and relax.
Once we finish our meal and pay, you take my hand and lead me to the very back and into the ladies' restroom, where she quickly locks the door behind us.
Due to the fit of your dress, you tell me this will have to do. Unzipping my pants and taking out my cock, you stroke it slowly but with purpose. It does not take me long to erupt in your hands, and you take the sticky white cream and lick every drop from your fingers.
With a look of desire and in your soft, seductive voice, you say, " We need to go right now; I need you inside of me."
We race back to the hotel and almost crash through the hotel door, trying to get in while holding our heated embrace.
One quick zip of your dress, and it falls to the floor, exposing your perfect B-cup breasts and athletic body; your flaming red landing strip gleams through your sheer white panties.
I can not help but spin you around and smack your tight ass. I walk you to the bedroom and push your face down on the bed. With several previously hidden straps, I bind your hands to the canopy bed post.
Another couple of light smacks to your ass, and I slide my fingers into the top of your panties, slowly working them down as I kiss your blushing red cheeks.
With one quick push, I have your legs spread and start licking your dripping wet pussy. You moan as I start on the outside, working my way in.
Your clit grows harder by the second, begging for attention. I run my middle finger between your slit, gathering some of your love juice and rolling it around your erect clit.
With my thumb and index finger, I roll your nub while taking the middle finger of my other hand and inserting it into your raging river. Moving in and out until my finger is sufficiently coated, I find your G spot. All of this stimulation has you dancing around the bed as far as your bonds will allow.
After several full-body convulsions, I withdraw my fingers, quickly smack on your ass, and undress.
You roll over to watch the show, so I do a very entertaining but quick striptease removing every stick of clothing until I'm as bare as the day I was born.
Since you have taken the liberty to roll on your back, I do the same and bind your legs to the bedpost. Now I have complete and utter control.
I move my way to the bedside and lay my cock on her lips; you try to regain some control by sucking it into your mouth. I keep just far enough away that all you can get is the pre cum from the tip.
I kiss your sweet lips, tasting a combination of wine and my pre cum. Working my way down your sculpted body to your erect nipples, I suck them deep into my warm mouth, holding them with my lips. I flick my tongue back and forth, taking each breast in my hands and gently touching, gliding my fingertip all around. I can see the goosebumps all over your body, so I use them as a treasure map, following down to just above your landing strip. This is my favorite playground, so I spend a lot of time licking, kissing, and tickling.
I know I can do whatever I want while you are bound, and there is nothing you can do to stop me.
I reach over and grab Bob, your favorite battery-operated boyfriend, slowly buzzing your slit, creating a water slide anyone would love to ride. I plunge Bob deep inside you while I spend time sucking on your very sensitive clit. Your body is bucking harder than a bronco in the world rodeo event.
It is now time to put Bob aside and take what is mine.
With a quick flick of a couple of buckles, you are free.
Like a wild woman on a mission from God, you grab me with strength like the incredible hulk, throw me over on the bed and impale yourself on my cock. Riding and bucking like you are going for the gold.
I do not last very long, erupting like Mount Vesuvius, as you milk every last drop out of my now dimensioning cock and collapse on my chest. I pull the duvet over us, and we drift off to sleep.
