Date: Sun, 22 Jun 2003 16:10:15 +0100 (BST) From: matriarch <matriarch49@yahoo.co.uk> Subject: The Wedding Night This is a story of growth. A story of exploration, of self-imposed limits and boundaries, and how those limits and boundaries can be passed and extended within a loving, caring relationship. If reading about love and tenderness is offensive to you, I suggest you move to another site more to your liking. The Wedding Night By Matriarch. We are at a wedding party, a grand affair which has required us to 'dress up'. Just who's wedding, is irrelevant, but having received the invitation, our first joint invitation to anything, addressed to 'Kate and Sara' as a couple, I have persuaded you that we will go. I like to think of it as our official debut. We are both dressed in deep green. You are wearing a gown, not dissimilar to a wedding dress. Tight corseted satin bodice, laced at the back, but in such a way that glimpses of your white soft skin are visible through the lacing, leading the eye upwards to the expanse of creamy white shoulder, bare except for the silver chain around your neck, on which is hanging a single green stone in a delicate silver mounting which I had given you that morning. Your red hair, shining and luxurious, left loose, falls softly around your face, down on to your shoulders, the perfect frame for the sparkling, mischievous green eyes, which always seem to hold a promise of adventure and excitement, tinged with gentleness and softness. And love. The bodice has no decoration, it is completely plain, apart from the boned stitching. There is no need for anything else when you are in it. The bodice barely covers your nipples, but lifts and holds your succulent breasts in a way which has me drooling every time I look at you, itching to just stroke that quivering flesh. The stitching for the boning has been designed to be visible, creating elegant pathways along which my fingers travel all evening, transmitting my touch directly to you. The bodice curves out slightly over your hips, with the front dipping downwards in a point which finishes just above your pussy, taking the viewer's eye there involuntarily, and a shorter, similar curving point at the back, stopping just above your ass - a ploy that draws the eye continually. The soft silk skirt flows gently over your hips, to the floor, drifting cloud-like around you, moving in a gentle swishing sound as you walk. Underneath? I know - because I saw you put them on - that there is only a black satin suspender belt and black silk stockings. No panties. There is, however, a pleasure belt, which it gave me great pleasure to put on you. During the evening - our preparations and since arriving - I have occasionally turned the belt on low, not too much. I want you to enjoy the evening, not be overcome by too much sensation. Just enough to add a distinct frisson to the occasion, and a particular meaning to the glances which pass between us. My outfit is also in dark green silk, based on an Indian design. Long slightly fitted top, dropping past my knees, with side slits to my hips. Long sleeves which extend to a point over the back of my hand, just at the knuckle line, the neck has a mandarin type collar, with a gap in the front, revealing a similar silver chain around my throat, but without the stone. The collar then drops into a slit which provides occasional glimpses of a deep cleavage and generous breasts. The material hangs in soft folds, and clings occasionally, but otherwise only provides the hint of the shape underneath it. With the top, I am wearing pants of the same soft material, loose and comfortable, becoming narrower at the ankle. The looseness is necessary to allow the wearing of my favourite black leather harness. And the pants contain an extra surprise, which you will discover later. We arrive just in time for the meal, our entrance causing a slight stir; and why not. We are an unusual couple. I sometimes wish I was taller for you, but if it doesn't bother you, it doesn't bother me. We get round it. During the evening I insist that you have several glasses of wine, knowing how just one glass makes you incredibly horny. I was looking forward to the effects of the wine in combination with the pleasure belt, with which I teased you during dinner; the teasing resulting in your hand spending a lot of time caressing my thigh under the table, occasionally dipping dangerously closely to my centre. I am also without panties, and the wetness caused by your touch was lying in my folds and curls, seeping into my harness, making my lips rub wetly and slickly against each other. The silk of my outfit seems to draw your hands to me, like a magnet, you have been touching me. All evening. When we dance - only the slow romantic ones - in the low lighting your arms are round my shoulders, and your hands trail slowly over my top, around my neck, down my back, and, under the pretence of brushing off a speck, lightly over my breasts, making me shiver. The effects of the wine are making themselves known. To use your own words, it makes you 'as horny as a cat in heat'. Occasionally you allow your hands to slide inside the side slits of my top to inch around my sides and back, caressing my skin, but also to drop lower and stroke my belly and my bum cheeks through the silk pants, making me shiver. The first time you did this, you discovered the presence of the harness, and your eyes lit up in expectation, the devil in you leaning closer to me, and whispering in my ear, the things you wanted me to do with that harness, making my mouth dry, my heart pound, and my pussy grow even wetter. My response to your teasing was to simply flick the remote in my pocket, and feel myself becoming more and more excited and aroused at the sound of your moans in my ear, and the tightening of your hands on me. The belt? It was a double whammy. Pussy and ass. Your favourite combination. Nothing too big, but enough for you to know they are there, especially when they are activated. I especially love the way, as the evening wears on, your eyes close briefly, and your teeth lightly grip your bottom lip when I turn it on. I watch your face. I love the way it makes you hold me closer, your hands on my bum, pulling me close against you, and the sound of you breathing in my ear, and your whispering, growing need. After an hour or two of this activity, your teasing had become soft pleading, "Kate, take me home now. Fuck me. Take me anywhere, just fuck me." The anticipation is delicious, as I turn it off, and hold your gently trembling body against me, "Soon my love, soon. Just a little longer." The evening is becoming late, and both of us are now far too interested in each other to take much notice of the proceedings or the conversations going around us. We take our leave of our hosts, and as we turn to leave the room, your hand in mine, I reach in my pocket and flick the switch, turning it to the second level. You gasp, and grip my hand, faltering slightly in your walk, and turning to look at me, your mouth slightly open, tongue flicking out to lick your lips, you mouth two words at me, just two words. "Fuck me." Smiling at you, I nod my head, and lead you from the room, drawing your hand through my arm, as I reach to my pocket and, with a grin on my face, flick the switch up to the third level, the sound of your moan adding speed to my walk. As we reach the lobby, to your surprise, I turn us away from the main door, and head for the lifts. You falter slightly, and look at me questioningly. I simply smile at you, and with my hand on your back, urge you into the empty lift. Once inside, with the doors closed, and the floor selected, you practically pounce on me, pressing me against the wall, your breasts tantalisingly close to my mouth, your arms each side of me, your mouth a breath away from mine. "I hope you are prepared for a long night, because your teasing has driven me wild. I am going to fuck your brains out." Your mouth descends on mine, taking my lips fiercely, as you thrust your tongue between my lips, scouring my mouth with your passion and lust. Your kiss is wiping all coherent thought from my head, but through the haze of passion and need, I manage to get my hand to the remote and flick the switch to the final setting, making you move closer against me, grinding yourself against me, moaning deep into my mouth. "Oh God, Kate, please, fuck me. I need it, you, so much." Pulling my head away, I move my hands to your face, and kiss your lips softly, lovingly, "Soon love, very, very soon." The lift 'pings' our arrival, and I gently ease you off me, and lead you out to the hallway, your walk becoming a stumble in your need. Briefly, through the haze of your desire, you again realise that we are not on the way home, and look at me questioningly. "Where are we going?" I stop in front of a large door, and turning to you, smiling, point at the name plate by the door. "The Bridal Suite". Using the key card I had collected earlier, I open the door, push it wide, and before you realise what is happening, have lifted you into my arms and carried you across the threshold, and using my foot, push the door closed behind us. "Aren't the bride and groom sleeping here tonight?" you ask me. "Not this time love, they are going away for their honeymoon, so I thought it would be fun for us not to have to trudge across town to get home after the evening. It's ours for the night. Tonight, we are the happy couple." My smile widens as I watch your face taking in what I have just said. With the realisation that we are now somewhere where we can fuck, and fuck long, you drop your feet to the floor, and take me in your arms, look into my eyes, and whisper, "If you don't fuck me, now, I am going to explode." I can see the need growing in your eyes, the increase in your breathing, as your breasts rise and fall at a steady pace as the belt continues its assault on your pussy and ass, driving your need ever upwards. "Then I'd better do something about that, hadn't I?" Pulling myself out of your arms, I gently turn you around, urging you towards a tall wing-backed chair across the room, and guide your hands to hold on to it. My hands begin to work on the laces at the back of the bodice, easing them apart, loosening the corset top, and as each piece of skin is revealed, planting soft, but lingering kisses there, working my way down your back. When I finally reach the waist, I slide my hands inside, and around your front to cup your breasts, and push the bodice away from you, letting it drop at the waist to hang down over the skirt of the dress. As my fingers caress your breasts, and alternately squeeze your nipples between finger and thumb, your moaning increases, "Oh god, oh god, Kate, please." Turning you around to face me, pulling you against me, one arm around your waist, I quickly take a nipple in my mouth, and swirl it with my tongue, gently stroke and flick it, and then move to the other, back and forth, licking, kissing, stroking with my tongue, as I feel your passion rise, "yes, yes, yes, yes, oh god YES," and as I finally take one nipple between my teeth and nip it gently, your rise on your feet and cum for me, suddenly, explosively, beautifully, crying out your pleasure, as your hands grip my arms, holding yourself up. Slowly, a quietness, a temporary calm descends on us, as your body slumps against me, your head drops to my shoulder, and I gather you to me, holding you against me, soft in your release. Through your lessening panting, you hear me, "Now, wasn't that worth waiting for?" Your answer is to lift your head, look into my eyes, and softly but deeply take my mouth in yours and kiss me in a way that leaves me in no doubt that you enjoyed it. When you pull away, I can see the fire I have ignited in your eyes, and remember your words in the lift. This is going to be a long, long night. The thought produces shudders of delight, and even more wetness. Turning around, you ask me to finish the job, and as I reach to continue unlacing your dress, I feel your hands reach behind you to caress and stroke me through the silk, making me tremble. When I have finished, you turn, and allow the dress to just drift to the floor, before taking my hand for support and stepping out, towards me. "Now you," and as your hands reach for my top, lifting it gently over my head, and dropping it on the floor with your gown, I am unable to move, completely stunned by the sight of your glorious body before me, shimmering in the after-glow of orgasm. Your hands reach for me, and your finger tips trace an unknown path over my skin, along my shoulders, easing my bra straps down to my arms, then along the skin at the top of my breasts, making me shiver, down my sides, around my waist, and round to my back to unclasp my bra, pulling me close to you, as you drop it to the floor, pressing our breasts against each other, rubbing your nipples against mine. Mentally shaking myself, as I feel the evening getting away from me, I step back from you, still in my pants, and move to the bed, where I retrieve a bag from the floor beside it. As I pick it up and place it on the armchair, I see your face light up. You have recognised it. It's our 'toy kit'. As I reach for the remote in my pocket and turn of the still thrumming device I ask you to remove the belt. Quickly you unbuckle it, and with a slight shiver, remove the inserts, throwing it on the bed. I take out a vibe, bigger than the belt insert, but not too big, we have a long night ahead of us, and as I move towards you, I show you the surprise in my pants. Reaching for the centre seam I pull the two halves apart, all the way round, from the waist at the front, to the waist at the back. The pants are now effectively two separate pieces of clothing, and you have free access to me, without taking them off. This is my version of your silk stockings, knowing how much you love the feel of the silk on your skin. The huge grin on your face, tells me that you approve, as I hold out the vibe to you, to clip on my very wet harness. "Ooh, what a wonderful idea," you purr, and kneel in front of me. I know what's coming, and take deep breaths as your soft fingers wind their way behind the harness, to guide the vibe into its clip. Accidentally, it would seem your fingers manage to time and time again brush against my lips, as you apparently have trouble doing something that I know you can achieve in 3 seconds flat when the situation demands it. Finally, when the vibe is in place, you raise your eyes to look at me, slide your hands inside my now non-pants, and gliding your warm hands over my hips, pull me towards you, taking the vibe in your mouth, sucking and licking it, all the time pushing it back against me, the nubs on the inside of the harness caressing me, raising my desire to new heights. When I can stand it no more, I reach for you, lift you up to me, my arms pulling you close against me, and huskily murmur, "Enough. I thought you wanted me to fuck you child?" "Yes please, " you moan at me. Holding you close against me, my mouth a breath away from yours, I ask you "How do you want me to fuck you my love, hard? Soft? Long? Deep?", "Anyway. Just fuck me," you moan at me, and I know that that one brief release was just the start. Not wanting to go to the bed yet, that's the finale, I move you backwards towards the wall, and once you are pressed against it, reach for your pussy lips with one hand to part them, closing my eyes briefly and sighing contentedly at the wetness I find. In one movement, I push the vibe into you, flicking the switch just before it is engulfed in your hot pussy. "Ooh, yess" you hiss at me, as I push it as deeply as I can in this position. My hands move to cup your bum, urging you to lift your legs, and as I lift you, your legs go around my hips, pulling me hard against you, your arms around my neck, and I press you up against the wall, balancing your weight between my hands and the wall. Slowly, I begin to ease back and forth in you, loving the sound of your wetness against the vibe, and feeling the gentle vibrations working their way into me through the harness. Your moans increase, and you move briefly to cover my mouth with yours. Soon, your movements against me urge me to move quicker, deeper, harder, and lifting your head from mine, your voice echoes my thoughts. "Yes, love. Yes. Harder. Harder. FUCK ME." I slide one arm around your waist, lifting you slightly, and begin to fuck you as hard and deep as I can, while you, in your limited position, move against me. Soon, your moans increase, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," in time with the rhythm, and then, as I feel your body drawing upwards, a cry of release, "FUUCCKK" as I push deep and hard into you, feeling your body go rigid in my arms, your hands clawing at my back, as your orgasm surges through you, leaving you limp and breathless in my arms, my own panting a quieter version of yours as I lean our combined weights against the wall. After a short time, holding you tightly against me your arms and legs tight around me, I turn and with you still impaled on the vibe, carry you to the chair, where I lean forward, and gently lower you into it, as you slide off the vibe and I reach to turn it off. Bending down, I gently press my lips to yours, and your eyes open, smiling at me. "Mmmmmmmmm, love, that was wonderful." As I kiss you again, you murmur against my lips, "Again please", making me laugh out loud at your delightful enthusiasm. You smile sweetly at me, "I'm not joking love, I told you to be prepared for a long night. This is just the beginning." I lift my mouth from yours, moving lower to your breasts, loving your soft murmur of pleasure as I gently kiss around their shape, echoing the movement with my hand. I looked up at you, smiling and answer, "Then its as well I came prepared isn't it," I move away to the bag, taking out a cock this time, not a vibe, and bigger. I remove the vibe from the harness, and quickly clip on the new one. Returning to you in the chair, I kneel, lift your legs over the arms, and begin to gently stroke up and down the silky skin of your thighs, dipping occasionally into your enticing wetness. "Mmmmmmmmmm, yes, nice, " you moan deeply, closing your eyes the better to enjoy the sensations of my fingers. I reach under your bum, and with both hands, pull you closer to me, so that your pussy and your ass are open to me. My tongue reaches out and gathers some of that delicious cream, the touch making us both moan at the same time, in joint delight and pleasure. I gently push my tongue into your pussy, and then deliver some of that wonderful wetness downwards to your ass, lathering and licking all over the rosebud winking gently at me. As I lather, I gently probe with my tongue, and then, as my tongue returns to your pussy, gently press a finger tip against your hole, and sigh as your muscles relax to allow me access. For a while, my tongue and my finger work in tandem, and when I could feel no resistance from your hole, I reach into my pocket and retrieve the slim butt plug I had placed there earlier. Briefly sucking it into my mouth to moisten it, I gently push it against your hole, where it slides easily in, until it reaches the base plate. "Ooh yes, love, yes, " was your delighted response. My tongue continues to lick and tease your pussy and lips, my fingers trailing up and down your thighs, until your moans rise again to a soft pleading, "Please Kate, pleeease, ". I stand, moving from your taste and aroma reluctantly, and as you feel me move away, your eyes fly open, but your face breaks into a soft smile as you see me holding out my hand to you, to help you from the chair. You take it, allowing me to pull you up and to me, once more lifting you, and taking you to the bed, to gently lay you on the covers. As I stand at the side of the bed, looking down at your exquisite beauty, I once again, as I had many times, ask myself the question, "Why me?" and just as quickly push it away. This is not the time to doubt myself. Wanting to feel you against me, now I reach for the waist clasp of the pants, and quickly remove the two halves, allowing you the sight of just me, and the harness, and the large cock bouncing in front of me. Sensing my doubts, you reach for my hand, pulling me to you, "Yes my love. You. I want you. Now. Fuck me again, please Kate." Your words start a burning deep inside me, and with a groan of deep desire, I climb on the bed between your legs, urging your knees apart with my own. I lay my body along yours, inhaling at the feel of your skin, your breasts, against mine, your arms around me, your legs twining with mine. Watching your face all the time, I reach down with one hand and slowly guide the cock into your waiting wetness, gasping at the feeling as your silk-covered legs lift around me, to pull me deeper into you. "Yes, yes, wonderful" you groan, and I marvel at the ease with which you continued to arouse me, accept everything I do with, and to you. I ease myself up on my hands, and gently pull back, bracing my knees wider apart, forcing you wider, and then push the cock back inside, in one long slow movement. Your respond with a long shuddering moan, as the cock slides easily into your depths. Each time I withdraw and push back, you moan and shudder, the sounds of your arousal, driving me on and on, as my speed and depth increases along with your trembling and pleading. Each movement I know is dragging against the thin membrane separating the cock from the butt plug in your ass, creating double sensation, I know it won't take long, but I want to make your pleasure last as long as I can, so reluctantly withdraw from you. "No!" you wail at me, your hips pushing to me, wanting that wonderful feeling of fullness. "No, love, please don't stop. Please." I lower myself on to you again, along the length of you, "Ssshhhhhhhh, child, we have all night, patience, patience," my words belying my own level of arousal. I want you, oh god, I want you so much, all of you, always. Softly I kiss your lips, absorbing your laboured breathing, my hands moving to caress your breasts, teasing your rigid nipples, my lips and teeth nibbling your lips, my tongue darting in and out of your mouth, tasting, teasing, until your hands came round to grasp my head and pull my mouth against yours. You thrust your tongue into me, in a searing, burning kiss, that leaves me moaning and limp with a matching passion and need. As you pull away, your eyes are sparkling and glinting at me, burning with passion. "I can't be patient any more, I want you in me, I want you to fuck me, make me cum." Smiling happily, I lift myself away from you, your chest rising and falling rapidly in your need for release, and rise to my knees, this time, lifting your legs to sit in front of my arms, so that as I lean forward, your legs are pushed up and back against you, my arms nestled in the back of your knees, opening you up completely to me. With one thrust, I push my cock back into your depths, and your head flies backwards, the movement forcing your mouth open gasping at the feeling. Your hands grip the bedcovers and I move mine to settle over yours, bracing against each other. I plunge back and forth, in and out of you, and within seconds you are gasping, moaning, grunting, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, Kate, Kate, Kaaaate, YES", and with a scream, you cum, hard, deep, and I feel your inner walls grip my cock, pulling it deeper and deeper into you, your hands gripping mine in a vice-like grip, as the spasms rush through your body. I continue to push and push, against and in you, the movements stimulating my clit, making my own sensations rise now, and finally, unable to stop, I shudder to a blissful release, my hips surging in and against you, prolonging the sensations for both of us. Gradually the moans and movement slow and finally stop. I open my eyes to look at you, and see you watching me, with a look of such softness, and feel the heat of embarrassment to my face. "Wow!" is all you say through your heavy breathing. "Wow, indeed." I smile back at you, my own breathing coming in short gasps still. Releasing your hands, I move back to my knees, lowering your legs to the bed, and withdraw the cock from you, reaching under you for the butt plug. As you feel me reach for it, you moan, "No love, leave it in.". I smile at you, "Child you won't have room for it with the next one." And chuckle at the sight of you licking your lips in anticipation, "mmmmmmmmmm, that sounds wonderful." Having removed the cock from the harness, I crawl up the bed to be taken into your soft warm arms, and gently kissed. "Are you enjoying this my love, " I ask you, as I kiss over your eyes, and face. "Do you think the real bride and groom are having as much fun as us?" "Oh I hope so, I truly hope so," you sigh, as you gently stroke my face, and kiss my lips, one hand trailing down my body, over my hip, the gentleness causing me to sigh contentedly, and close my eyes. I feel you move, and moan in protest. You quickly bend to kiss my shoulder, whispering, "I need the bathroom love, I won't be long." I stretch myself out on the bed, and my sated body relaxes against the pillows and the covers, almost, but not quite, drifting to sleep. The next thing I feel is my harness being removed, your soft hands on my thighs, pushing them apart, and your soft tongue sliding up and down my pussy lips, your fingers gently probing me, sliding in and out of my wetness. I sigh happily, I love it when you make me cum this way, and I move myself more comfortable. My eyes fly open as I realise my arms are tied. Panic rushes through my body, until my brain, catches up telling me, "Relax woman, its OK, its Sara, she would never harm you." I take a deep breath and open my eyes, to see you watching me and waiting for my reaction to this little twist. You can see the panic in my eyes, and move up to me, to lie along me, looking into my eyes and softly brush your lips over mine. "Its OK, love. I just want to give you some of the pleasure you have given me. If you are uncomfortable, really unhappy with this, tell me, and I'll release you." Thoughts fly around my head, producing many different reactions in my body, not the least of which was an increase in my arousal level. I had to admit, I loved the idea of not being in control for once, I just was not used to it. I knew you would never hurt me, in fact would probably take me to heights I had not experienced before. Smiling back at you, my heart pounding, I say the words of agreement I know you want to hear, "Its OK. I just wasn't prepared." You smile at me, relieved, and once again softly kiss my lips, "Will you give yourself up to me completely Kate, allow me do whatever I want with you?" Swallowing hard, I manage to utter a simple, "Yes. Whatever," the pounding of my heart increasing by the second, partly in anticipation, partly in trepidation. The smile on your face tells me I had said the right thing, as does the long kiss that followed. "Just relax, you will love this, believe me." You move slowly down my body, kissing and caressing as you go, stopping to nibble on my nipples, making me squirm and moan, the sensation increased simply because I could not escape. I am amazed at how much more I feet because of those simple bindings. Then once again, your hands are gently stroking my lips, spreading my wetness, occasionally a finger dipping inside, making me moan in pleasure and push up against you. Each time you remove the finger and spread the wetness from it over my rosebud, making me tremble from the delicious sensations created by your fingertip moving round and round that opening. I have an idea what is coming, we had spoken of it several times, and I make myself relax. As the feelings you are creating increased, and my need rises, the sounds I make change from moans of pleasure, to whimpers of need and frustration. "Ohhh yes, yes, please, ". You ask me gently to lift my hips, and you push a pillow under my hips, lifting me, opening me up to you, completely. I feel you push something narrow, long and firm into my pussy, and suddenly know what it is. After a few strokes in and out, by which time the intruder has been well coated with my cream, you whisper to me, "Relax darling, just relax". Once again I feel your finger tracing gently over my opening, and as I feel the tip press against me, I breathe out, relaxing and suddenly your finger is inside me. You hold it still for a short while, for me to get used to the feeling, breathing against my lips, kissing my pussy, teasing me with your tongue, the sensations making me tremble but want. Slowly and gently you begin to move your finger back and forth. Oh god, the feeling is incredible. How could I have not wanted this ? I am breathing in gasps now, "Oh Sara, yes, yes, that is so good, so good," and briefly you lift your head from me, and whisper, "I know, I told you, you would like it. Now relax even more", and you gently withdraw your finger. The intruder is once again pushed into my pussy to gather the wetness that now feels like a flood, withdrawn, and lightly pushed against my ass. I breathe in then out to relax and with a gentle push the tip is inside. Slowly you push more and more, I feel it stretching me, and suddenly, the most incredible vibrations begin to ripple up and down my walls. My body jerks slightly, and I feel myself pushing against it, trying to force it in deeper, wanting the sensations. By now I am moaning loudly, wanting so badly to cum. You lift your head to look at me, smiling happily that I am enjoying what you have always promised I would enjoy. "Do you like this love?" "Godddd, yes, its incredible, please don't stop." You smile back at me, "Oh I won't stop darling, not for quite a while." You promise, and while still watching me, you enter my pussy with two fingers, pushing them deeply, twisting and turning. After a short while, you have seen enough, and move your mouth back to me. With the tiny vibe humming happily in my ass, while you slowly and gently push it back and forth, your fingers in my pussy, you bend and with your tongue begin to gently lick my clit. Oh God, my whole body is on fire, I can hardly breathe, and as if all the sensations I am feeling had become one, I feel my stomach muscles clench, pull up, tighten, and my hips lift as the orgasm hits me like an electric shock. I hear myself cry out, "Oh god" as my muscles take over and I dance to your touch, like a puppet on a string. My mind goes blank, nothing exists except feeling. Raw, hot, red feeling. I cannot see or talk. All I can do is feel. And then I can breathe, painfully, in gasps, but I can breathe. I can utter sounds. But there are no sounds I can make that could do justice. So I did not speak, I simply gasp. I feel you withdraw your fingers, but leave the vibe, humming gently in my ass, and then you are on me, your skin blending with mine, your face above mine, your lips, gently, softly kissing mine. You are murmuring softly to me, I cannot make out any words, but the sound is loving and calming. "Kate? Are you OK?" I open my eyes, slowly, swallowing, and lick my lips, as small shudders ripple through me. "OK? I don't think I'll ever be OK again child, that was.." I pause, breathing deeply, "..everything you said, and more. Thank you." You smile shyly at me, and whisper, "You're welcome" against my lips. For a time we simply lay there, close to each other. I know you are giving me time to get used to the feeling which is gently making itself known in my ass. Before long, I feel the need to push against it, I want more. I am amazed at how quickly I have grown used to it, want it. You sense my growing arousal, and as you lift yourself from me, whisper teasingly, "Ready for more?". As you move from the bed, I watch you take another harness from the bag, and step into it. This one is different, it has two inserts for you, like the pleasure belt. One in your ass and one in your pussy. We had not used both connections before. My stomach clenches in the grip of desire as I realise now, just how that feels. A thrumming begins in my stomach, as my arousal level now goes off the scale, and you reach for another cock to clip to the front of your harness. Not too big, thank goodness, it won't be necessary, I am almost ready to cum now, just looking at you, just thinking about the sensations we will be sharing. As you climb on the bed, I pull at what I now realise are your stockings tying me to the bed, "Sara?" I question. You smile sweetly, "Oh no, my darling Kate, they stay; they add such a delightful extra dimension to our fucking. I don't want you going anywhere for a while." At what those words denote, I take a deep breath to calm myself, and watch you approach me, the cock bouncing lewdly in front of you. Suddenly I become all too aware of the vibe in my ass, the wetness seeping out of me, and the unexpected realisation that I want you to fuck me, long and hard. You lean over me, between my wide open legs, gently licking and kissing my breasts, teasing my nipples, making me alternately push against your mouth, and then try to pull away as the sensations threaten to engulf me. "Sara! " I gasp, "please,". You lift your head and looked directly at me. "Please, what?" you ask. After a pause, as my brain churns in time with my stomach, I say the words I know you want to hear, "Fuck me. Please." Smiling widely, "My love, I never had any intention of doing anything else," you move down my body, kissing and caressing as you go, your fingers finally homing in on my pussy, moving over my lips, dipping into me. These touches, combining with the still humming vibe in my ass, almost send me over the edge, I am on fire for you. Sensing the moment, you move upright, take the cock in your hand and guide its head to my lips, slowly easing it in. I am so wet, there is no problem, but I know you are being careful because of the added sensation in my ass. So gentle, so caring. But I am moving rapidly past gentle. As the cock moves deeper, each thrust and withdrawal sending it deeper and deeper inside me, each movement rubbing against the thin membrane separating it from the vibe, I can hear myself moaning, feel myself shuddering and trembling at the incredible feelings, pushing my hips up against you. "Oh god, oh god, yes, Sara, please. Yesss", and finally it is in, you are in, your harness pressing up against my curls. You stop there for a while, letting me get used to the fullness, lowering your body over mine, your hand caressing my cheek. "Is it OK, Kate, are you OK?" Taking a deep breath, I open my eyes, and see the concern on your face. My want is now at a level beyond my control. "I'm OK love. Fuck me. Now. Just fuck me." With a long look, followed by an even longer kiss, you lift yourself, the movement of the cock inside me making me shiver. Placing your hands over my breasts, you proceed to do just what I asked. Slowly at first, with long gentle strokes that produce ripples of sensation, which move outwards engulfing my whole body. I need more, "Harder love, deeper, please" I am moaning, and with a matching moan, you increase the speed of your thrusting, your hands clasping and unclasping my breasts, your breathing coming in gasps, as vaguely, I realise in the red mist of my approaching orgasm, that you are also close. With an undeniable need to have you as deep in me as I can, I lift my legs to clasp around your waist, and with a surge, your cock moves even deeper, driving a cry of intense pleasure out of me. "Oh godddddddddddd, Sara, please, FUCK ME! MAKE ME CUM!" and with a final thrust, you push me over the edge, my head rolling back, my mouth flying open and my hips lifting against you, pushing hard against the cock, wanting, needing it deep inside me. As the pulsing of my pussy grips the cock tighter and tighter, and the muscles in my ass, do the same to the vibe, I realise this is unlike any orgasm I have ever had, as the moment, the pinnacle engulfs me and my senses. I feel as if I am going to explode. Colours, feelings, heat, all crowd in on me, until I almost pass out. Vaguely I am aware of your cry, can feel you continuing to push and push in me as your orgasm takes you over, but for now, everything I can feel is centred on that cock inside me, and the feelings it produced. Slowly awareness begins to return to other parts of me; you lying on me, panting after your own release, your hands still grasping my breasts, the feel of the silk stockings around my wrists, the pounding of my heart echoed by yours, and my own laboured breathing. I open my eyes, to see your face looking down at me, concern evident in the frown. "Kate? Are you OK?" your voice filled with such genuine concern and love, that to my horror, I feel myself begin to cry. I turn my head away, but you have seen, and I know that you are afraid you have gone too far. "Just untie me please," I gasp, which you quickly do, after withdrawing the cock and the vibe from me. I sit up and quickly wipe my eyes, taking deep breaths to control my emotions. I feel your arms go around me from behind, and hear a slight tremor in your voice. "I'm sorry love, so sorry, I thought you'd enjoy it. I would never do anything deliberately to make you unhappy." Turning to you, I take your sweet face in my hands, "Sara, you haven't made me unhappy, you have made me very, very happy. That was the most incredible thing I have ever experienced. I was simply overcome by my own feelings. There are no words I can say that can thank you for what you've done for me tonight." Finally, you smile, a smile so radiant, it almost hurts to see it. I move my hand to your harness, "Take that off now child, we still have a few more toys to work through tonight, but for now, I need some rest. And I won't rest without you in my arms." For a long moment you look at me, checking what I have said with my expression. Then, having accepted my words, you gently kiss me, stand and remove the harness, adding it to the growing pile on the floor. We both move to pull back the covers, crawl into the bed, and arrange ourselves into a comfortable position. With a tired smile on my face, and a deep sigh of contentment, I switch out the light, and very quickly we fall into a deep, sleep. The sleep of the well fucked. This is a story of growth. A story of exploration, of self-imposed limits and boundaries, and how those limits and boundaries can be passed and extended within a loving, caring relationship. If reading about love and tenderness is offensive to you, I suggest you move to another site more to your liking. The Wedding Night By Matriarch. We are at a wedding party, a grand affair which has required us to 'dress up'. Just who's wedding, is irrelevant, but having received the invitation, our first joint invitation to anything, addressed to 'Kate and Sara' as a couple, I have persuaded you that we will go. I like to think of it as our official debut. We are both dressed in deep green. You are wearing a gown, not dissimilar to a wedding dress. Tight corseted satin bodice, laced at the back, but in such a way that glimpses of your white soft skin are visible through the lacing, leading the eye upwards to the expanse of creamy white shoulder, bare except for the silver chain around your neck, on which is hanging a single green stone in a delicate silver mounting which I had given you that morning. Your red hair, shining and luxurious, left loose, falls softly around your face, down on to your shoulders, the perfect frame for the sparkling, mischievous green eyes, which always seem to hold a promise of adventure and excitement, tinged with gentleness and softness. And love. The bodice has no decoration, it is completely plain, apart from the boned stitching. There is no need for anything else when you are in it. The bodice barely covers your nipples, but lifts and holds your succulent breasts in a way which has me drooling every time I look at you, itching to just stroke that quivering flesh. The stitching for the boning has been designed to be visible, creating elegant pathways along which my fingers travel all evening, transmitting my touch directly to you. The bodice curves out slightly over your hips, with the front dipping downwards in a point which finishes just above your pussy, taking the viewer's eye there involuntarily, and a shorter, similar curving point at the back, stopping just above your ass - a ploy that draws the eye continually. The soft silk skirt flows gently over your hips, to the floor, drifting cloud-like around you, moving in a gentle swishing sound as you walk. Underneath? I know - because I saw you put them on - that there is only a black satin suspender belt and black silk stockings. No panties. There is, however, a pleasure belt, which it gave me great pleasure to put on you. During the evening - our preparations and since arriving - I have occasionally turned the belt on low, not too much. I want you to enjoy the evening, not be overcome by too much sensation. Just enough to add a distinct frisson to the occasion, and a particular meaning to the glances which pass between us. My outfit is also in dark green silk, based on an Indian design. Long slightly fitted top, dropping past my knees, with side slits to my hips. Long sleeves which extend to a point over the back of my hand, just at the knuckle line, the neck has a mandarin type collar, with a gap in the front, revealing a similar silver chain around my throat, but without the stone. The collar then drops into a slit which provides occasional glimpses of a deep cleavage and generous breasts. The material hangs in soft folds, and clings occasionally, but otherwise only provides the hint of the shape underneath it. With the top, I am wearing pants of the same soft material, loose and comfortable, becoming narrower at the ankle. The looseness is necessary to allow the wearing of my favourite black leather harness. And the pants contain an extra surprise, which you will discover later. We arrive just in time for the meal, our entrance causing a slight stir; and why not. We are an unusual couple. I sometimes wish I was taller for you, but if it doesn't bother you, it doesn't bother me. We get round it. During the evening I insist that you have several glasses of wine, knowing how just one glass makes you incredibly horny. I was looking forward to the effects of the wine in combination with the pleasure belt, with which I teased you during dinner; the teasing resulting in your hand spending a lot of time caressing my thigh under the table, occasionally dipping dangerously closely to my centre. I am also without panties, and the wetness caused by your touch was lying in my folds and curls, seeping into my harness, making my lips rub wetly and slickly against each other. The silk of my outfit seems to draw your hands to me, like a magnet, you have been touching me. All evening. When we dance - only the slow romantic ones - in the low lighting your arms are round my shoulders, and your hands trail slowly over my top, around my neck, down my back, and, under the pretence of brushing off a speck, lightly over my breasts, making me shiver. The effects of the wine are making themselves known. To use your own words, it makes you 'as horny as a cat in heat'. Occasionally you allow your hands to slide inside the side slits of my top to inch around my sides and back, caressing my skin, but also to drop lower and stroke my belly and my bum cheeks through the silk pants, making me shiver. The first time you did this, you discovered the presence of the harness, and your eyes lit up in expectation, the devil in you leaning closer to me, and whispering in my ear, the things you wanted me to do with that harness, making my mouth dry, my heart pound, and my pussy grow even wetter. My response to your teasing was to simply flick the remote in my pocket, and feel myself becoming more and more excited and aroused at the sound of your moans in my ear, and the tightening of your hands on me. The belt? It was a double whammy. Pussy and ass. Your favourite combination. Nothing too big, but enough for you to know they are there, especially when they are activated. I especially love the way, as the evening wears on, your eyes close briefly, and your teeth lightly grip your bottom lip when I turn it on. I watch your face. I love the way it makes you hold me closer, your hands on my bum, pulling me close against you, and the sound of you breathing in my ear, and your whispering, growing need. After an hour or two of this activity, your teasing had become soft pleading, "Kate, take me home now. Fuck me. Take me anywhere, just fuck me." The anticipation is delicious, as I turn it off, and hold your gently trembling body against me, "Soon my love, soon. Just a little longer." The evening is becoming late, and both of us are now far too interested in each other to take much notice of the proceedings or the conversations going around us. We take our leave of our hosts, and as we turn to leave the room, your hand in mine, I reach in my pocket and flick the switch, turning it to the second level. You gasp, and grip my hand, faltering slightly in your walk, and turning to look at me, your mouth slightly open, tongue flicking out to lick your lips, you mouth two words at me, just two words. "Fuck me." Smiling at you, I nod my head, and lead you from the room, drawing your hand through my arm, as I reach to my pocket and, with a grin on my face, flick the switch up to the third level, the sound of your moan adding speed to my walk. As we reach the lobby, to your surprise, I turn us away from the main door, and head for the lifts. You falter slightly, and look at me questioningly. I simply smile at you, and with my hand on your back, urge you into the empty lift. Once inside, with the doors closed, and the floor selected, you practically pounce on me, pressing me against the wall, your breasts tantalisingly close to my mouth, your arms each side of me, your mouth a breath away from mine. "I hope you are prepared for a long night, because your teasing has driven me wild. I am going to fuck your brains out." Your mouth descends on mine, taking my lips fiercely, as you thrust your tongue between my lips, scouring my mouth with your passion and lust. Your kiss is wiping all coherent thought from my head, but through the haze of passion and need, I manage to get my hand to the remote and flick the switch to the final setting, making you move closer against me, grinding yourself against me, moaning deep into my mouth. "Oh God, Kate, please, fuck me. I need it, you, so much." Pulling my head away, I move my hands to your face, and kiss your lips softly, lovingly, "Soon love, very, very soon." The lift 'pings' our arrival, and I gently ease you off me, and lead you out to the hallway, your walk becoming a stumble in your need. Briefly, through the haze of your desire, you again realise that we are not on the way home, and look at me questioningly. "Where are we going?" I stop in front of a large door, and turning to you, smiling, point at the name plate by the door. "The Bridal Suite". Using the key card I had collected earlier, I open the door, push it wide, and before you realise what is happening, have lifted you into my arms and carried you across the threshold, and using my foot, push the door closed behind us. "Aren't the bride and groom sleeping here tonight?" you ask me. "Not this time love, they are going away for their honeymoon, so I thought it would be fun for us not to have to trudge across town to get home after the evening. It's ours for the night. Tonight, we are the happy couple." My smile widens as I watch your face taking in what I have just said. With the realisation that we are now somewhere where we can fuck, and fuck long, you drop your feet to the floor, and take me in your arms, look into my eyes, and whisper, "If you don't fuck me, now, I am going to explode." I can see the need growing in your eyes, the increase in your breathing, as your breasts rise and fall at a steady pace as the belt continues its assault on your pussy and ass, driving your need ever upwards. "Then I'd better do something about that, hadn't I?" Pulling myself out of your arms, I gently turn you around, urging you towards a tall wing-backed chair across the room, and guide your hands to hold on to it. My hands begin to work on the laces at the back of the bodice, easing them apart, loosening the corset top, and as each piece of skin is revealed, planting soft, but lingering kisses there, working my way down your back. When I finally reach the waist, I slide my hands inside, and around your front to cup your breasts, and push the bodice away from you, letting it drop at the waist to hang down over the skirt of the dress. As my fingers caress your breasts, and alternately squeeze your nipples between finger and thumb, your moaning increases, "Oh god, oh god, Kate, please." Turning you around to face me, pulling you against me, one arm around your waist, I quickly take a nipple in my mouth, and swirl it with my tongue, gently stroke and flick it, and then move to the other, back and forth, licking, kissing, stroking with my tongue, as I feel your passion rise, "yes, yes, yes, yes, oh god YES," and as I finally take one nipple between my teeth and nip it gently, your rise on your feet and cum for me, suddenly, explosively, beautifully, crying out your pleasure, as your hands grip my arms, holding yourself up. Slowly, a quietness, a temporary calm descends on us, as your body slumps against me, your head drops to my shoulder, and I gather you to me, holding you against me, soft in your release. Through your lessening panting, you hear me, "Now, wasn't that worth waiting for?" Your answer is to lift your head, look into my eyes, and softly but deeply take my mouth in yours and kiss me in a way that leaves me in no doubt that you enjoyed it. When you pull away, I can see the fire I have ignited in your eyes, and remember your words in the lift. This is going to be a long, long night. The thought produces shudders of delight, and even more wetness. Turning around, you ask me to finish the job, and as I reach to continue unlacing your dress, I feel your hands reach behind you to caress and stroke me through the silk, making me tremble. When I have finished, you turn, and allow the dress to just drift to the floor, before taking my hand for support and stepping out, towards me. "Now you," and as your hands reach for my top, lifting it gently over my head, and dropping it on the floor with your gown, I am unable to move, completely stunned by the sight of your glorious body before me, shimmering in the after-glow of orgasm. Your hands reach for me, and your finger tips trace an unknown path over my skin, along my shoulders, easing my bra straps down to my arms, then along the skin at the top of my breasts, making me shiver, down my sides, around my waist, and round to my back to unclasp my bra, pulling me close to you, as you drop it to the floor, pressing our breasts against each other, rubbing your nipples against mine. Mentally shaking myself, as I feel the evening getting away from me, I step back from you, still in my pants, and move to the bed, where I retrieve a bag from the floor beside it. As I pick it up and place it on the armchair, I see your face light up. You have recognised it. It's our 'toy kit'. As I reach for the remote in my pocket and turn of the still thrumming device I ask you to remove the belt. Quickly you unbuckle it, and with a slight shiver, remove the inserts, throwing it on the bed. I take out a vibe, bigger than the belt insert, but not too big, we have a long night ahead of us, and as I move towards you, I show you the surprise in my pants. Reaching for the centre seam I pull the two halves apart, all the way round, from the waist at the front, to the waist at the back. The pants are now effectively two separate pieces of clothing, and you have free access to me, without taking them off. This is my version of your silk stockings, knowing how much you love the feel of the silk on your skin. The huge grin on your face, tells me that you approve, as I hold out the vibe to you, to clip on my very wet harness. "Ooh, what a wonderful idea," you purr, and kneel in front of me. I know what's coming, and take deep breaths as your soft fingers wind their way behind the harness, to guide the vibe into its clip. Accidentally, it would seem your fingers manage to time and time again brush against my lips, as you apparently have trouble doing something that I know you can achieve in 3 seconds flat when the situation demands it. Finally, when the vibe is in place, you raise your eyes to look at me, slide your hands inside my now non-pants, and gliding your warm hands over my hips, pull me towards you, taking the vibe in your mouth, sucking and licking it, all the time pushing it back against me, the nubs on the inside of the harness caressing me, raising my desire to new heights. When I can stand it no more, I reach for you, lift you up to me, my arms pulling you close against me, and huskily murmur, "Enough. I thought you wanted me to fuck you child?" "Yes please, " you moan at me. Holding you close against me, my mouth a breath away from yours, I ask you "How do you want me to fuck you my love, hard? Soft? Long? Deep?", "Anyway. Just fuck me," you moan at me, and I know that that one brief release was just the start. Not wanting to go to the bed yet, that's the finale, I move you backwards towards the wall, and once you are pressed against it, reach for your pussy lips with one hand to part them, closing my eyes briefly and sighing contentedly at the wetness I find. In one movement, I push the vibe into you, flicking the switch just before it is engulfed in your hot pussy. "Ooh, yess" you hiss at me, as I push it as deeply as I can in this position. My hands move to cup your bum, urging you to lift your legs, and as I lift you, your legs go around my hips, pulling me hard against you, your arms around my neck, and I press you up against the wall, balancing your weight between my hands and the wall. Slowly, I begin to ease back and forth in you, loving the sound of your wetness against the vibe, and feeling the gentle vibrations working their way into me through the harness. Your moans increase, and you move briefly to cover my mouth with yours. Soon, your movements against me urge me to move quicker, deeper, harder, and lifting your head from mine, your voice echoes my thoughts. "Yes, love. Yes. Harder. Harder. FUCK ME." I slide one arm around your waist, lifting you slightly, and begin to fuck you as hard and deep as I can, while you, in your limited position, move against me. Soon, your moans increase, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," in time with the rhythm, and then, as I feel your body drawing upwards, a cry of release, "FUUCCKK" as I push deep and hard into you, feeling your body go rigid in my arms, your hands clawing at my back, as your orgasm surges through you, leaving you limp and breathless in my arms, my own panting a quieter version of yours as I lean our combined weights against the wall. After a short time, holding you tightly against me your arms and legs tight around me, I turn and with you still impaled on the vibe, carry you to the chair, where I lean forward, and gently lower you into it, as you slide off the vibe and I reach to turn it off. Bending down, I gently press my lips to yours, and your eyes open, smiling at me. "Mmmmmmmmm, love, that was wonderful." As I kiss you again, you murmur against my lips, "Again please", making me laugh out loud at your delightful enthusiasm. You smile sweetly at me, "I'm not joking love, I told you to be prepared for a long night. This is just the beginning." I lift my mouth from yours, moving lower to your breasts, loving your soft murmur of pleasure as I gently kiss around their shape, echoing the movement with my hand. I looked up at you, smiling and answer, "Then its as well I came prepared isn't it," I move away to the bag, taking out a cock this time, not a vibe, and bigger. I remove the vibe from the harness, and quickly clip on the new one. Returning to you in the chair, I kneel, lift your legs over the arms, and begin to gently stroke up and down the silky skin of your thighs, dipping occasionally into your enticing wetness. "Mmmmmmmmmm, yes, nice, " you moan deeply, closing your eyes the better to enjoy the sensations of my fingers. I reach under your bum, and with both hands, pull you closer to me, so that your pussy and your ass are open to me. My tongue reaches out and gathers some of that delicious cream, the touch making us both moan at the same time, in joint delight and pleasure. I gently push my tongue into your pussy, and then deliver some of that wonderful wetness downwards to your ass, lathering and licking all over the rosebud winking gently at me. As I lather, I gently probe with my tongue, and then, as my tongue returns to your pussy, gently press a finger tip against your hole, and sigh as your muscles relax to allow me access. For a while, my tongue and my finger work in tandem, and when I could feel no resistance from your hole, I reach into my pocket and retrieve the slim butt plug I had placed there earlier. Briefly sucking it into my mouth to moisten it, I gently push it against your hole, where it slides easily in, until it reaches the base plate. "Ooh yes, love, yes, " was your delighted response. My tongue continues to lick and tease your pussy and lips, my fingers trailing up and down your thighs, until your moans rise again to a soft pleading, "Please Kate, pleeease, ". I stand, moving from your taste and aroma reluctantly, and as you feel me move away, your eyes fly open, but your face breaks into a soft smile as you see me holding out my hand to you, to help you from the chair. You take it, allowing me to pull you up and to me, once more lifting you, and taking you to the bed, to gently lay you on the covers. As I stand at the side of the bed, looking down at your exquisite beauty, I once again, as I had many times, ask myself the question, "Why me?" and just as quickly push it away. This is not the time to doubt myself. Wanting to feel you against me, now I reach for the waist clasp of the pants, and quickly remove the two halves, allowing you the sight of just me, and the harness, and the large cock bouncing in front of me. Sensing my doubts, you reach for my hand, pulling me to you, "Yes my love. You. I want you. Now. Fuck me again, please Kate." Your words start a burning deep inside me, and with a groan of deep desire, I climb on the bed between your legs, urging your knees apart with my own. I lay my body along yours, inhaling at the feel of your skin, your breasts, against mine, your arms around me, your legs twining with mine. Watching your face all the time, I reach down with one hand and slowly guide the cock into your waiting wetness, gasping at the feeling as your silk-covered legs lift around me, to pull me deeper into you. "Yes, yes, wonderful" you groan, and I marvel at the ease with which you continued to arouse me, accept everything I do with, and to you. I ease myself up on my hands, and gently pull back, bracing my knees wider apart, forcing you wider, and then push the cock back inside, in one long slow movement. Your respond with a long shuddering moan, as the cock slides easily into your depths. Each time I withdraw and push back, you moan and shudder, the sounds of your arousal, driving me on and on, as my speed and depth increases along with your trembling and pleading. Each movement I know is dragging against the thin membrane separating the cock from the butt plug in your ass, creating double sensation, I know it won't take long, but I want to make your pleasure last as long as I can, so reluctantly withdraw from you. "No!" you wail at me, your hips pushing to me, wanting that wonderful feeling of fullness. "No, love, please don't stop. Please." I lower myself on to you again, along the length of you, "Ssshhhhhhhh, child, we have all night, patience, patience," my words belying my own level of arousal. I want you, oh god, I want you so much, all of you, always. Softly I kiss your lips, absorbing your laboured breathing, my hands moving to caress your breasts, teasing your rigid nipples, my lips and teeth nibbling your lips, my tongue darting in and out of your mouth, tasting, teasing, until your hands came round to grasp my head and pull my mouth against yours. You thrust your tongue into me, in a searing, burning kiss, that leaves me moaning and limp with a matching passion and need. As you pull away, your eyes are sparkling and glinting at me, burning with passion. "I can't be patient any more, I want you in me, I want you to fuck me, make me cum." Smiling happily, I lift myself away from you, your chest rising and falling rapidly in your need for release, and rise to my knees, this time, lifting your legs to sit in front of my arms, so that as I lean forward, your legs are pushed up and back against you, my arms nestled in the back of your knees, opening you up completely to me. With one thrust, I push my cock back into your depths, and your head flies backwards, the movement forcing your mouth open gasping at the feeling. Your hands grip the bedcovers and I move mine to settle over yours, bracing against each other. I plunge back and forth, in and out of you, and within seconds you are gasping, moaning, grunting, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, Kate, Kate, Kaaaate, YES", and with a scream, you cum, hard, deep, and I feel your inner walls grip my cock, pulling it deeper and deeper into you, your hands gripping mine in a vice-like grip, as the spasms rush through your body. I continue to push and push, against and in you, the movements stimulating my clit, making my own sensations rise now, and finally, unable to stop, I shudder to a blissful release, my hips surging in and against you, prolonging the sensations for both of us. Gradually the moans and movement slow and finally stop. I open my eyes to look at you, and see you watching me, with a look of such softness, and feel the heat of embarrassment to my face. "Wow!" is all you say through your heavy breathing. "Wow, indeed." I smile back at you, my own breathing coming in short gasps still. Releasing your hands, I move back to my knees, lowering your legs to the bed, and withdraw the cock from you, reaching under you for the butt plug. As you feel me reach for it, you moan, "No love, leave it in.". I smile at you, "Child you won't have room for it with the next one." And chuckle at the sight of you licking your lips in anticipation, "mmmmmmmmmm, that sounds wonderful." Having removed the cock from the harness, I crawl up the bed to be taken into your soft warm arms, and gently kissed. "Are you enjoying this my love, " I ask you, as I kiss over your eyes, and face. "Do you think the real bride and groom are having as much fun as us?" "Oh I hope so, I truly hope so," you sigh, as you gently stroke my face, and kiss my lips, one hand trailing down my body, over my hip, the gentleness causing me to sigh contentedly, and close my eyes. I feel you move, and moan in protest. You quickly bend to kiss my shoulder, whispering, "I need the bathroom love, I won't be long." I stretch myself out on the bed, and my sated body relaxes against the pillows and the covers, almost, but not quite, drifting to sleep. The next thing I feel is my harness being removed, your soft hands on my thighs, pushing them apart, and your soft tongue sliding up and down my pussy lips, your fingers gently probing me, sliding in and out of my wetness. I sigh happily, I love it when you make me cum this way, and I move myself more comfortable. My eyes fly open as I realise my arms are tied. Panic rushes through my body, until my brain, catches up telling me, "Relax woman, its OK, its Sara, she would never harm you." I take a deep breath and open my eyes, to see you watching me and waiting for my reaction to this little twist. You can see the panic in my eyes, and move up to me, to lie along me, looking into my eyes and softly brush your lips over mine. "Its OK, love. I just want to give you some of the pleasure you have given me. If you are uncomfortable, really unhappy with this, tell me, and I'll release you." Thoughts fly around my head, producing many different reactions in my body, not the least of which was an increase in my arousal level. I had to admit, I loved the idea of not being in control for once, I just was not used to it. I knew you would never hurt me, in fact would probably take me to heights I had not experienced before. Smiling back at you, my heart pounding, I say the words of agreement I know you want to hear, "Its OK. I just wasn't prepared." You smile at me, relieved, and once again softly kiss my lips, "Will you give yourself up to me completely Kate, allow me do whatever I want with you?" Swallowing hard, I manage to utter a simple, "Yes. Whatever," the pounding of my heart increasing by the second, partly in anticipation, partly in trepidation. The smile on your face tells me I had said the right thing, as does the long kiss that followed. "Just relax, you will love this, believe me." You move slowly down my body, kissing and caressing as you go, stopping to nibble on my nipples, making me squirm and moan, the sensation increased simply because I could not escape. I am amazed at how much more I feet because of those simple bindings. Then once again, your hands are gently stroking my lips, spreading my wetness, occasionally a finger dipping inside, making me moan in pleasure and push up against you. Each time you remove the finger and spread the wetness from it over my rosebud, making me tremble from the delicious sensations created by your fingertip moving round and round that opening. I have an idea what is coming, we had spoken of it several times, and I make myself relax. As the feelings you are creating increased, and my need rises, the sounds I make change from moans of pleasure, to whimpers of need and frustration. "Ohhh yes, yes, please, ". You ask me gently to lift my hips, and you push a pillow under my hips, lifting me, opening me up to you, completely. I feel you push something narrow, long and firm into my pussy, and suddenly know what it is. After a few strokes in and out, by which time the intruder has been well coated with my cream, you whisper to me, "Relax darling, just relax". Once again I feel your finger tracing gently over my opening, and as I feel the tip press against me, I breathe out, relaxing and suddenly your finger is inside me. You hold it still for a short while, for me to get used to the feeling, breathing against my lips, kissing my pussy, teasing me with your tongue, the sensations making me tremble but want. Slowly and gently you begin to move your finger back and forth. Oh god, the feeling is incredible. How could I have not wanted this ? I am breathing in gasps now, "Oh Sara, yes, yes, that is so good, so good," and briefly you lift your head from me, and whisper, "I know, I told you, you would like it. Now relax even more", and you gently withdraw your finger. The intruder is once again pushed into my pussy to gather the wetness that now feels like a flood, withdrawn, and lightly pushed against my ass. I breathe in then out to relax and with a gentle push the tip is inside. Slowly you push more and more, I feel it stretching me, and suddenly, the most incredible vibrations begin to ripple up and down my walls. My body jerks slightly, and I feel myself pushing against it, trying to force it in deeper, wanting the sensations. By now I am moaning loudly, wanting so badly to cum. You lift your head to look at me, smiling happily that I am enjoying what you have always promised I would enjoy. "Do you like this love?" "Godddd, yes, its incredible, please don't stop." You smile back at me, "Oh I won't stop darling, not for quite a while." You promise, and while still watching me, you enter my pussy with two fingers, pushing them deeply, twisting and turning. After a short while, you have seen enough, and move your mouth back to me. With the tiny vibe humming happily in my ass, while you slowly and gently push it back and forth, your fingers in my pussy, you bend and with your tongue begin to gently lick my clit. Oh God, my whole body is on fire, I can hardly breathe, and as if all the sensations I am feeling had become one, I feel my stomach muscles clench, pull up, tighten, and my hips lift as the orgasm hits me like an electric shock. I hear myself cry out, "Oh god" as my muscles take over and I dance to your touch, like a puppet on a string. My mind goes blank, nothing exists except feeling. Raw, hot, red feeling. I cannot see or talk. All I can do is feel. And then I can breathe, painfully, in gasps, but I can breathe. I can utter sounds. But there are no sounds I can make that could do justice. So I did not speak, I simply gasp. I feel you withdraw your fingers, but leave the vibe, humming gently in my ass, and then you are on me, your skin blending with mine, your face above mine, your lips, gently, softly kissing mine. You are murmuring softly to me, I cannot make out any words, but the sound is loving and calming. "Kate? Are you OK?" I open my eyes, slowly, swallowing, and lick my lips, as small shudders ripple through me. "OK? I don't think I'll ever be OK again child, that was.." I pause, breathing deeply, "..everything you said, and more. Thank you." You smile shyly at me, and whisper, "You're welcome" against my lips. For a time we simply lay there, close to each other. I know you are giving me time to get used to the feeling which is gently making itself known in my ass. Before long, I feel the need to push against it, I want more. I am amazed at how quickly I have grown used to it, want it. You sense my growing arousal, and as you lift yourself from me, whisper teasingly, "Ready for more?". As you move from the bed, I watch you take another harness from the bag, and step into it. This one is different, it has two inserts for you, like the pleasure belt. One in your ass and one in your pussy. We had not used both connections before. My stomach clenches in the grip of desire as I realise now, just how that feels. A thrumming begins in my stomach, as my arousal level now goes off the scale, and you reach for another cock to clip to the front of your harness. Not too big, thank goodness, it won't be necessary, I am almost ready to cum now, just looking at you, just thinking about the sensations we will be sharing. As you climb on the bed, I pull at what I now realise are your stockings tying me to the bed, "Sara?" I question. You smile sweetly, "Oh no, my darling Kate, they stay; they add such a delightful extra dimension to our fucking. I don't want you going anywhere for a while." At what those words denote, I take a deep breath to calm myself, and watch you approach me, the cock bouncing lewdly in front of you. Suddenly I become all too aware of the vibe in my ass, the wetness seeping out of me, and the unexpected realisation that I want you to fuck me, long and hard. You lean over me, between my wide open legs, gently licking and kissing my breasts, teasing my nipples, making me alternately push against your mouth, and then try to pull away as the sensations threaten to engulf me. "Sara! " I gasp, "please,". You lift your head and looked directly at me. "Please, what?" you ask. After a pause, as my brain churns in time with my stomach, I say the words I know you want to hear, "Fuck me. Please." Smiling widely, "My love, I never had any intention of doing anything else," you move down my body, kissing and caressing as you go, your fingers finally homing in on my pussy, moving over my lips, dipping into me. These touches, combining with the still humming vibe in my ass, almost send me over the edge, I am on fire for you. Sensing the moment, you move upright, take the cock in your hand and guide its head to my lips, slowly easing it in. I am so wet, there is no problem, but I know you are being careful because of the added sensation in my ass. So gentle, so caring. But I am moving rapidly past gentle. As the cock moves deeper, each thrust and withdrawal sending it deeper and deeper inside me, each movement rubbing against the thin membrane separating it from the vibe, I can hear myself moaning, feel myself shuddering and trembling at the incredible feelings, pushing my hips up against you. "Oh god, oh god, yes, Sara, please. Yesss", and finally it is in, you are in, your harness pressing up against my curls. You stop there for a while, letting me get used to the fullness, lowering your body over mine, your hand caressing my cheek. "Is it OK, Kate, are you OK?" Taking a deep breath, I open my eyes, and see the concern on your face. My want is now at a level beyond my control. "I'm OK love. Fuck me. Now. Just fuck me." With a long look, followed by an even longer kiss, you lift yourself, the movement of the cock inside me making me shiver. Placing your hands over my breasts, you proceed to do just what I asked. Slowly at first, with long gentle strokes that produce ripples of sensation, which move outwards engulfing my whole body. I need more, "Harder love, deeper, please" I am moaning, and with a matching moan, you increase the speed of your thrusting, your hands clasping and unclasping my breasts, your breathing coming in gasps, as vaguely, I realise in the red mist of my approaching orgasm, that you are also close. With an undeniable need to have you as deep in me as I can, I lift my legs to clasp around your waist, and with a surge, your cock moves even deeper, driving a cry of intense pleasure out of me. "Oh godddddddddddd, Sara, please, FUCK ME! MAKE ME CUM!" and with a final thrust, you push me over the edge, my head rolling back, my mouth flying open and my hips lifting against you, pushing hard against the cock, wanting, needing it deep inside me. As the pulsing of my pussy grips the cock tighter and tighter, and the muscles in my ass, do the same to the vibe, I realise this is unlike any orgasm I have ever had, as the moment, the pinnacle engulfs me and my senses. I feel as if I am going to explode. Colours, feelings, heat, all crowd in on me, until I almost pass out. Vaguely I am aware of your cry, can feel you continuing to push and push in me as your orgasm takes you over, but for now, everything I can feel is centred on that cock inside me, and the feelings it produced. Slowly awareness begins to return to other parts of me; you lying on me, panting after your own release, your hands still grasping my breasts, the feel of the silk stockings around my wrists, the pounding of my heart echoed by yours, and my own laboured breathing. I open my eyes, to see your face looking down at me, concern evident in the frown. "Kate? Are you OK?" your voice filled with such genuine concern and love, that to my horror, I feel myself begin to cry. I turn my head away, but you have seen, and I know that you are afraid you have gone too far. "Just untie me please," I gasp, which you quickly do, after withdrawing the cock and the vibe from me. I sit up and quickly wipe my eyes, taking deep breaths to control my emotions. I feel your arms go around me from behind, and hear a slight tremor in your voice. "I'm sorry love, so sorry, I thought you'd enjoy it. I would never do anything deliberately to make you unhappy." Turning to you, I take your sweet face in my hands, "Sara, you haven't made me unhappy, you have made me very, very happy. That was the most incredible thing I have ever experienced. I was simply overcome by my own feelings. There are no words I can say that can thank you for what you've done for me tonight." Finally, you smile, a smile so radiant, it almost hurts to see it. I move my hand to your harness, "Take that off now child, we still have a few more toys to work through tonight, but for now, I need some rest. And I won't rest without you in my arms." For a long moment you look at me, checking what I have said with my expression. Then, having accepted my words, you gently kiss me, stand and remove the harness, adding it to the growing pile on the floor. We both move to pull back the covers, crawl into the bed, and arrange ourselves into a comfortable position. With a tired smile on my face, and a deep sigh of contentment, I switch out the light, and very quickly we fall into a deep, sleep. The sleep of the well fucked.