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She Wants a Dominant Lover
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She Wants a Dominant Lover While eating dinner at a restaurant in Los Angeles during a consulting assignment, I notice a young woman looking at me. She’s seated with a man at a table across the room, and the two of them appear to be talking about me, both of them glancing over at me from time to time. After a while the man leaves, and the woman gets up and walks over to me. She’s an attractive lady of about 35, with auburn hair and a nice figure, about five feet five and 120 pounds. She’s wearing slacks and a blouse, and appears to be in good shape. She looks as though she wants to say something, but doesn’t know quite how to go about it. “May I help you?” I ask. She doesn’t respond, but still stands there. I ask her if she wants to sit down, and she nods and takes a seat opposite me. After a few uncomfortable moments, she finally speaks, apologizing for interrupting my meal. I smile and tell her it’s my pleasure to be joined by an attractive young woman. She then tells me that her name is Bridget. I tell her mine, and ask her if she thinks we’ve met before. She shakes her head. Then she takes a breath and comes out with what’s on her mind. “It’s my husband’s 40th birthday,” she begins. “And we were thinking–well, we were exploring the possibility–“ She pauses again. “I’m sorry,” she says. “This is hard to talk about. You see, my husband would like me to–to have sex with another man while he watches.” Bridget is breathing deeply after finally getting it out. Her face is red, and she looks nervous. “Wow,” is all I can say for a moment. Then I say, “And you want me to be the other man?” “Well, you look interesting,” Bridget says. “And you’re well groomed, mature, and–and kind of sexy.” “Thank you,” I happily respond. “Um . . . do you do this often?” “No. We–we tried to arrange it a couple of times, but it didn’t work out. So this would be the first time. Robert–my husband–only wants to watch.” Of course I’m intrigued; what man wouldn’t be? But I have to know more. “What kind of sex are you thinking of?” I ask her. “Just straight fucking? Or are you up for oral sex? Or anal?” I want to see if she’s shocked, but she seems to take it in stride. “I’m willing to try whatever you want, if you will do this for us,” she replies. As far as I’m concerned, her saying she’ll do anything I want clinches the deal for me. I tell her I’m interested, but first I want to test her out, to see how serious she is. I ask her to open the top button on her blouse and show me the goods. She hesitates and looks around nervously, but then she does it. “And the next,” I say. I see her swallow, but she opens that button too, giving me a look at her enticing cleavage. I then tell her I want her to go to the rest room, remove her underwear, and put it in her purse. Again she hesitates for a long moment, but then she gets up and goes to the ladies’ room. A few minutes later she returns. There’s no panty line under her slacks, and her nipples, which I’m interested to see are now aroused, protrude very visibly against her blouse. I then tell Bridget that I’m ready to do what she wants, but that there are some rules. She has to do exactly as I ask. I say I want one hour alone with her before her husband comes in the room. When she agrees to this, I tell her I can’t do it tonight, but if she gives me her address I’ll come to her house tomorrow night at eight o’clock. Next day I find a local boutique and purchase some sexy lingerie to send to Bridget: a black low-cut lace bustier with stocking straps, black satin and lace thong panties, and black stockings. I also purchase a blindfold, several kinds of body lotion, and some sex toys. I have the lingerie sent to Bridget’s house, along with a note telling her that I want her to wear it with a sexy dress for my visit that night. I arrive a few minutes before eight, carrying a bouquet of roses and a bag containing the other things I purchased. Robert meets me at the door and shakes my hand. He looks nervous but excited. He thanks me for coming and says he hopes I have a nice time. Bridget looks radiant. She’s fixed her hair and is nicely made up. She has on a snug black miniskirt and a semi-sheer black silk blouse, which shows off her nice figure. I greet her with a friendly kiss on the cheek and hand her the flowers. I ask her if she’s nervous. “Yes,” she replies, blushing a little. “But don’t worry; I’m not going to back out now.” I tell her she looks fantastic, then ask her if she’s ready to follow orders. She smiles and nods quickly. “Great,” I say, and then, in front of her husband, I give her a very warm, full kiss on the lips. I then inform her, as if she doesn’t know, that she’s going to be my sex object for the rest of the evening. “We’re going to play a little game of Simon Says,” I tell her, “ to see if you’re ready to go through with this. Simon says rub your breasts and pinch your nipples through your top.” With a self-conscious glance at her husband, still standing there watching, she complies. Next I tell her to hike up her skirt and show me her lingerie. She does so, and turns around, showing me a great ass, framed by the garter straps and thong panties. Next I tell her to tell me what she wants. “I want to have sex,” Bridget says. “Plainer than that,” I demand. “She takes a breath. “I want to get fucked.” “And what else?” I say. “I–want to suck your cock.” I tell Bridget she’s passed her first test, then tell her to give her husband a good-bye kiss and walk him to the door. Which she does. I then order her to lead me to the master bedroom. Once there I open my bag and pull out a black blindfold. I tell Bridget I’m going to have a little fun with her body, and that being blindfolded will heighten her senses. After putting it on her I hold her for a few minutes, rubbing her back and shoulders and letting my hands wander. I unbutton a few buttons on her blouse so I can see the tops of her breasts overflowing the bustier. I nuzzle her neck and begin nibbling at it. She smells delightful. I then place her on the king-size bed and tell her I’m going to cover her body with lotion. Before she can respond I kiss her on the lips and place my hand on her full breasts for the first time. I then tell her that if she likes, we can call Robert on his cell phone so he can listen in, though he can’t come home yet. “He’ll like that,” Bridget says. She gives me the number and I dial it. “Listen and enjoy,” I tell Robert when he answers. Taking a bottle of lotion from my bag, I pull open Bridget’s blouse, remove the cap from the bottle, and slowly pour the lotion into the valley between her breasts. As the heavy liquid runs down her body, I move the bottle back and forth, pouring large amounts of lotion over her breasts both inside and outside her blouse, covering her tits with it. Taking a second bottle, I pull the front of the bustier away from her body and fill the breast cups with lotion before easing it back, encasing Bridget’s tits in a soft sticky bath, with the overflow running down over her bustier and her body. Bridget moans, but doesn’t say anything. When the second bottle is empty, I begin massaging the lotion in. I knead her breasts, exploring their fullness and bringing her nipples to attention. They are straining visibly through her lotion-soaked garments. I then turn her over onto her stomach, take a third bottle of lotion, and repeat the action, this time focusing on her ass and thighs, leaving her miniskirt and panties soaked and clinging to her body. She moans contentedly as I massage her thighs and ass. Then I pour a fourth bottle over her back, and massage it thoroughly. Turning her over again, I use a fifth bottle on her skirt, rubbing it into her thighs and pubic area. Bridget’s moaning increases, and I know Robert can hear it clearly through the phone. Now I unbutton Bridget’s blouse and peel it off, taking in the sight of her breasts bulging out of their confines. I next unzip her skirt and slowly remove it. Her black-clad body glistens in a puddle of warm lotion. Bridget catches her breath sharply as I swiftly remove her panties by ripping the thin fabric at the sides. Her nicely groomed bush is stimulating to see. I quickly move between her legs, wipe the lotion from her crotch with a clean towel, and attack her cunt with my mouth. For the next 15 minutes I munch on Bridget’s clit and pussy lips. In a little while she’s gasping and thrashing wildly, moaning, “Oh, it feels so good! More, more!” I don’t know if her reactions are exaggerated for Robert’s benefit or if she’s truly that excited. I pause to catch my breath, then retrieve a vibrator from my bag. I lift Bridget’s legs and place the tip of the vibrator at her anus, then turn it on and slowly work it into her ass. She’s squirming like crazy and moaning like there’s no tomorrow. I suspect she’s never used a vibrator this way before. I turn to the telephone and tell Robert that I have a vibrator up his wife’s ass and am going to make her come. With the device comfortably planted, I then resume nibbling on Bridget’s clit. She continues thrashing, and in only a few moments erupts in orgasm. I remove the vibrator, then quickly tear off my clothes. “Now it’s my turn,” I say for Robert’s benefit as I climb between Bridget’s legs and place my rock-hard tool at the entrance to her hot, wet cunt. Bridget is still catching her breath as I begin to enter her. Needless to say, she’s well lubricated as I pummel her in the missionary position. As I pump in and out, my hands massaging her tits, I provide Robert a detailed description. “My big cock is now in your wife’s cunt, Robert,” I say. “She likes it. I’m going to fuck the daylights out of her. Her tits feel so good, and she’s so hot.” Bridget is moaning now about how good my thick cock feels. I pull down the bustier, revealing her tits and nipples. It isn’t long before I climax, flooding Bridget’s cunt as I maul her tits. Then I collapse on top of her lotion-soaked body. I turn to the phone again and tell Robert he should come home now, to watch what else I have planned for his naughty wife. I tell him she’s going to give me a great blowjob and get fucked in every hole before the night is over. I then remove Bridget’s blindfold and begin French-kissing her as I fondle her body. I tell her that when Robert arrives I want her to be on top of me, getting fucked. She’s still wearing her lotion-soaked stockings and her pulled-down bustier. When we hear Robert’s car in the driveway, I lie in the middle of the bed and tell Bridget to climb on. She quickly complies, and as Robert enters the room she’s fucking herself rhythmically on my cock, her lotion-covered body glistening in the low light. She proceeds to put on quite a show for her husband, alternating her speed and raising herself almost completely off my cock before slamming down. She’s very vocal, moaning and grunting, and every few minutes she grabs my head and smothers my face in her boobs while she catches her breath. Robert looks stunned as he stands watching. When we both come, Bridget collapses on me, panting, while I fondle her ass. I then ask Robert to fix us some drinks, and I tell Bridget we’re going to shower up before continuing in the family room. I shower first, then put on one of Robert’s robes. As I head downstairs, I tell Bridget to dress in something sexy before coming to join us. Robert has the drinks made when I get there, and a few minutes later Bridget comes in. I’m impressed; she’s wearing a very low-cut bra, bikini panties, a garter belt, and stockings under a sheer white robe. I tell her to come and sit on my lap, facing me. With Robert watching intently, we make out for several minutes, with me rubbing her panty-covered ass, suckling her breasts, and French-kissing her. I then tell her I’m ready for my blowjob. Bridget gets on her knees on the floor in front of me and reaches for my penis, fondling it gently before leaning forward and taking it in her mouth. For the next 15 minutes, Bridget works on my tool. Given our prior action, I’m able to enjoy the sensation far longer than normal without losing it. When the time comes to unload, I pull out of her mouth and shoot several streams of come onto Bridget’s tits. I tell her to massage my jism into her breasts, and as she complies it’s clear that she’s completely into her role. Robert is now masturbating through his pants as he sits in a corner of the room. I tell Bridget to get a vibrator from my bag and masturbate for us while I regain my strength. For the next 20 minutes, Bridget blissfully brings herself off again and again by working the vibrator on her clit as she lies on the couch. Finally the spectacle has me hard again, and I tell Bridget to remove her robe and panties and lean over the arm of the couch. I grab some lubricant from my bag and begin massaging it into her ass. I then take the vibrator she’s been using and insert it into her vagina. I now tell Robert I’m going to fuck his wife’s ass while he watches. Bridget is facing him, and he can see her tits spilling from her bra as she leans over. I slowly work my finger up Bridget’s ass. She’s ready, and so am I. I replace the finger with my cock, and in short order I’m fully and snugly inserted in her tight rear passage. Bridget is squirming and moaning before I even begin to pump. For the next 10 minutes I work in and out, occasionally resting or stopping to fondle Bridget’s tits while telling Robert how great his wife’s ass feels around my cock. After a while I quicken my pace and begin pounding forcefully into Bridget’s willing back hole. The feeling of her soft, round ass against my groin is fantastic. Bridget comes, yelling with pleasure, a minute before I unload what seems like a gallon of come up into her backside. Once I’ve recovered my breath, I tell Bridget to go and give her husband a blowjob while I clean up. Robert is in heaven as Bridget, on her knees on the floor in front of him, works on is aching member. When I’m dressed and ready to leave, I shake Robert’s hand and pat Bridget’s bare ass goodbye as she continues sucking him. I then let myself out, putting an end to one of the most incredible evenings of my life.  ~ Patience, Passion, and Pleasure ~  "The older the buck, the stiffer the horn." One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change from being young. |
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hmmmmmm....
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4/11/2008 7:53 am |
Your stories get better and better, Good thing I have a date tonight!~c
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You are an incredible writer, but I am sure you knew that. and that is the least of my talents  Have a terrific weekend tender hugs...m.
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4/12/2008 3:22 am |
MMMM First time i have read one of your stories very good have to let hub have a read mmmm and i will be back to read more kisses the lioness xxxx
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Hello Dear S... wicked but fun aren't you? Your stories are all very exciting to anyone who reads them. Victoria Become a blog watcher sweet_vm
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4/12/2008 10:04 am |
I am Intrigued!..You have incorporated anticipation,seduction,and eroticism....I was captivated wishing it were me!
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4/14/2008 7:37 pm |
Well S~ OMG, I could visualize every second of your adventure and wow really does not even begin to do it justice....Your words are beautiful and the story well, I would love for it to happen to me...but what girl wouldn't....C~
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Mmmmm..What a wonderfull bed time story..
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4/16/2008 8:43 pm |
A great piece! I don't normally read "Smut". But this is great. Lots to learn from this. Trust, but Verify. -Gara Chic
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1 post 4/20/2008 2:12 pm |
Thanks for the story, you've managed to get me more turned on in the last few minutes than my hubby has in years  Ever get on a plane to Spain ??  Keep writing for all us Ladies, any way we can repay you ......?? 
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Amazing writing skills my sexy friend. I am truly smiling sinfully today..mmmmmmmmmm
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WOW.... I absolutely loved this story..
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