Tuesday, August 29.
The day has been hot. Up to 92° F.
I feel tired. Went mountain biking this morning. Started doing this just a few days ago. Still have to build up my condition.
It is hot in the apartment too. I’m sweating like a mule. I don’t feel 100% okay but I guess it is the warmth, the thick, moist, and sticky air, the long ride this morning.
Princess is ready and waiting in the bedroom. She is wearing a white shirt, no bra. The black skirt ends above her knees. Under it a white lace panty, lace stockings and a garter belt.
Hair in a high ponytail. Blindfold. Black pumps ready.
She is sitting on the bed and feeling quite exited.
I told her that after the play scene I would ask her if she was still hot and eager. If so I would ask what she would like next. The answer would be something like getting fucked. If she’d say she had enough it would end there.
It would give Princess the opportunity to end or continue the evening in a gentle way towards our visitor.
Sid is right on time. I like that.
I lead him into the living room. I offer him a drink. We talk for a while. All the doors are open so Princess can hear us.
“I’ll go and fetch her,” I tell Sid.
In the bedroom I help Princess in her pumps and lead her to the living room.
I help her in a kneeling position next to me and offer her a glass of wine.
Then I sit down next to Sid again.
I tell Sid Princesses’ safe word is red. Also I remind Princess that she is not allowed to orgasm and not to speak unless for direct question. Also I make it clear to Princess that her only task this evening is to give us a great time, to serve us in every way we wish.
I love watching her, kneeling at my side in such a beautiful submissive position. Princess is just perfect.
“Isn’t she a beauty?” I ask Sid.
“Indeed,” he sighs.
“She has a gorgeous body as you soon will discover.”
The bulge in his pants an unspoken answer.
“She is also an avid little cocksucker and a great fuck,” I tell him.
“I’m pretty sure she is.”
“And you know what is even better than a beautiful woman?”
He looks at me with a questioning look.
“Hell Sid, a naked beautiful woman.”
We both laugh. Princess remains still, does not move.
I get up.
“Come,” I tell Princess and help her stand up.
I lead her to a standing position, a few feet from Sid who’s still sitting on the couch.
Princess is facing him but she can’t see him because of her blindfold.
Sid’s breathing is deeper now, his eyes all over Princess. I can almost feel his lust, his carnal hunger for her body. I’m sure he can’t wait to fuck her. But he’ll has to be patient. First we play.
“Spread your legs, slut,” I tell Princess and crouch down behind her. I slide my hands under her skirt and gently pull down her panty to her knees.
Once again I sit down next to Sid. We enjoy our glass of wine.
“Grab the bottom of you skirt and pull the front up. I want you to show your pussy to Sid. But do it slow. We want to enjoy it.”
Princess moves her hips, moves her hands, and plays with the skirt. She pulls it up, higher and higher. I am mesmerized by Princesses’ movements. I know she picked up some teasing moves from a burlesque workshop her daughters attended.
When the skirt is up high enough to show her pussy she stops moving.
“And?” I ask Sid.
“Wow,” he replies.
“Lovely pussy, not?”
“Oh yes,” he sighs.
We get up and he moves towards Princess.
“Why don’t you explore her slit with your finger?” I say and grab Princess firmly by her ponytail.
Sid pushes his index finger in her mouth and then starts exploring Princesses’ pussy.
He is good at it.
Soon Princess is moaning.
I look at Sid. He smiles. Winks.
Moves a little more with his hand.
Princess moans even more now.
I tug at her ponytail. “Don’t you dare to cum.”
“No Milord,” she whispers.
“And?” I ask Sid.
“She’s wet already,” he replies.
I smile. Princess had become a hot little slut and I am so very proud of her.
After a while I grab her ponytail. Push her forward so she is bending forward.
“Check out her backside,” I invite Sid, pulling up her skirt so he has a full sight on her delicious ass.
I let him caress her buttocks. Then I pull her cheeks open.
“Her ass is a very tight fuck,” I tell Sid.
I grab a butt plug and a flask of lube and hand it over to him.
While I grab her ass cheeks again, pulling them open, I watch Sid pushing it in Princesses’ behind.
“Makes it a little easier to fuck her there later on,” I tell Sid.
I make Princess stand up again.
Then pull down her panties and skirt.
“Want to see the rest of her, Sid?”
“I would be delighted.”
“So unbutton her shirt then. Don’t over haste. Enjoy the unpacking.”
I move behind Princess and hold her arms behind her back in a tight grip. My other arm around her throat, holding her head slightly back.
I watch Sid unbutton her shirt. He takes his time. Touches her breasts, play with her nipples, caress her skin.
Princess is making all the right noises.
Finally he pulls the shirt over her arms.
We sit down on the coach again. Sip from our wine.
Princess is standing motionless in front of us.
Legs spread. Naked.
It is a glorious sight and Sid and I spend some time discussing the beauty and hotness of Princesses’ body.
Once again I stress how good a little slutty cocksucker she is.
To be continued…