“Wow,” Piper commented. “I’m so impressed by that.”
“Me, too,” Emma agreed. “Caroline, you’re so selfless. I love that about you, and I absolutely love all the gifts. They’re perfect and generous, just like you, and I can’t wait to use them.” Emma set everything back in the box, folding the beautiful teddy nicely and resting it on top.
“Have you tried anal beads before?” Caroline asked.
“Yes, but it was a long time ago,” Emma replied as she bent over and grabbed Piper’s gift, which was lightweight. It was decorative, with white pinstripes, and had “shower” printed in block letters on the side. Piper had used a magic marker to write the word “travel” above that and had drawn a cute little sun and a boat next to it. It was so Piper. “We were young and inexperienced, however. I’m sure this go-around will be much better.”
“The trick is to put them in a while before the action.” Caroline winked. “It gets you all jazzed up. Then put on the teddy, reach for the lube, and you’ll have a beautiful evening in paradise!”
“I’m sure I will.” Emma giggled. “You’ve thought of it all.”
“My gift will help facilitate your everyday experience,” Piper said. “I know the place you’re going is clothing optional, but I figured you can’t go wrong with these—and it gives the watcher something intriguing to look at.”
“Well, now I’m intrigued,” Emma said, setting the bag on the ground and moving the tissue paper aside.
“They’re all wrapped up individually,” Piper told her. “There are three small bundles.”
Emma grabbed the three bundles and set them on her lap. She unrolled the first one. “Oh, my!” She held up a tiny scrap of material.
It was the smallest bikini bottom she’d ever seen.
This one was pure white, with small silver buckles holding the almost nonexistent straps together on the sides. There was a tiny triangle of fabric in the front and only strings in the back.
“I only got you the bottoms,” Piper chuckled, “because you’re not going to need the tops. I picked out the sexiest ones I could find. I figured when you’re on the beach in front of the resort, having them on will only accentuate your beautiful body and make folks look at you, which is what we want. Lots of looking and pining and yearning.” She made a growling noise and pretended to stroke her imaginary penis. “We want all those potbellied rich guys to have stiffies for you.”
“Gross!” Emma squealed, laughing. But Piper was right. The plan was to make Pete jealous of the attention she received from others, so he would notice her more, and these bottoms would do the trick. “I love it. They are ridiculously sexy.” She set the first pair down and unrolled the next bundle.
“No, dude, it’s you who is sexy,” Piper said. “Don’t forget it. The bikini bottoms only accentuate that. Your body is ridiculous from all that dancing. You’re going to turn heads like your ass is on fire, and guys and girls alike will be lined up waiting to put the flames out.”
Emma held the next pair up, and Gillian whistled low.
This pair was jet black, with tiny rhinestones decorating the fabric in front. The thong in back was so small, it almost disappeared. “Wow!” Emma exclaimed. “I can’t wait to try these on. I’m usually conservative in my swim attire. This is a whole new world for me.”
“I think Piper’s right,” Caroline said. “These are definitely going to turn heads. When everyone else is naked, this gives them something to look at.”
“Seriously,” Gillian said. “They are totally hot. It makes me want to get a few pairs.”
Emma unrolled the last one. It was bright scarlet. The back contained a little more fabric than the other two had.
“When it’s on,” Piper told her, “it’s supposed to look like there’s a heart nestled right above your ass. In front, there’s barely enough material to call it a bathing suit.”
“It’s incredible,” Emma said. “I’m in awe. I can’t wait to wear them all. Truly. Thank you for your generosity.”
Piper swished her hand. “I had fun picking them out, but you better take some sexy pictures when you’re in them. We all want to see you in action.”
Gillian got off her chair and walked over to her saddlebag, which was still on the island. She drew out a small, nicely wrapped box and tossed it to Emma as she strode back. Emma caught it like a pro. “This is just a little something from me,” Gillian said. “But I think you’ll enjoy it.”
Emma was beyond curious as to what Gillian would pick out for her. “Once I’m done with this, it’s your turn, you know,” Emma told Gillian. “We haven’t forgotten that you effectively derailed the conversation. You’re going to have to give us something about your night, deal?”
“Deal,” Gillian agreed as she sat back down.
Emma unwrapped the package and pulled a soft leather harness out of the box. She held it up, and it looked like an X, with buckles on all four ends.
“I know you’re not into BDSM, but that”—Gillian gestured—“is hot. It binds you just enough, and if you’re willing to try it, it will give you tons of pleasure and a huge orgasm.”
“How do you use it?” Emma asked, shifting it around to examine it. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”
“How about I show you instead?” Gillian grinned as she stood.
“Okay.” Emma rose off the couch. She was in a sundress, her feet bare.
“Kneel down,” Gillian ordered as she took the harness out of Emma’s hands. Emma did as she was told. “Put your arms behind your back.”
Emma complied. Gillian’s voice had a commanding effect. Even if she wasn’t trying to sound like a Domme, she did. She felt Gillian’s hands on her ankles first and then her wrists. “Wow,” Emma said. She tried to move her wrists, but they were secured to her legs, which made it impossible. “This is intense.”
“Do you like it?” Gillian asked as she moved to stand in front of Emma.
“Yes,” Emma replied. “I think I do.”
“For what it’s worth, I think it’s hot,” Piper said. “Now what do you do?”
“It’s purely for control,” Gillian told them. “Emma can’t really move, but she’s comfortably confined. Pete can bend you backward or frontward and fuck you. You are forced to submit. But I’m thinking this would also be very hot for Pete to watch if you, say, wanted to fuck someone else in front of him. You told us how much of your time is spent on making sure Pete is happy, right?”
“Right,” Emma said a little hesitantly.
“So when you hit the Bahamas,” Gillian said, “make sure it’s your happy time. Do whatever you want and have a little fun. This”—she motioned to the harness—“is about as fun as you can get.”
“She’s right about that,” Caroline added. “You need to focus on you this trip. But I’m totally agreeing with everyone else.” She gestured to the harness. “That thing is completely sexy. I can imagine you in one of those bikini bottoms and Pete watching someone peel them off of you. I might just have to get one for myself. I’m getting hot and bothered just thinking about it.”
Piper laughed as she looked over at Caroline. “You’re such a horndog.”
Caroline nodded. “I carry that mantle with pride. I love trying new things. Emma, you’re going to have such a great time! I can see that already. Just remember, above all, have fun.”
“I will,” Emma replied. “I need this vacation. We need this. I want to shake things up, and what better way than trying something new?” She tried to move her arms again, to no avail. “This harness definitely qualifies as new. Gillian, I really do love it. It feels so…sexy. My adrenaline started racing the second the first cuff went on. You know”—she grinned at the girls—“I might not wait until vacation to use this one. I was a little tough on Pete the other night, and surprising him with this tonight when he gets home might be the perfect way to start our vacation out right.”
“That’s a great idea,” Piper said, then she focused on Gillian. “Oka
y, unbuckle her, and while you’re at it, tell us one sexy tidbit from your tryst.”
Gillian bent over to release Emma from the restraints. When she was done, she glanced up, grinning. “Here’s your tidbit. The sex was so good, I came ten times.”
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“Emma!” Pete called as he walked into the kitchen from the garage. It was only eleven thirty. He’d thought the girls might be here still, but when he’d pulled up, there had been no cars parked outside. The house was quiet and had already been cleaned up.
“Downstairs!” she answered.
His eyebrows shot up. Downstairs contained their Pleasure Palace and little else. She was either cleaning up because the girls had gone down there, or she was waiting for him. “Should I come down?” he said from the top of the steps. “Or are you coming up?”
“I’ll be up,” she said, “but not until I finish coming down here.”
He was hard instantly.
“I’ll be right down!” He shed his clothes in about seven seconds flat and walked down the carpeted stairs, stroking his cock. The anticipation of what she was up to made him shiver.
The lights had been turned down low.
“Glad you could make it.” Emma was situated in the middle of the room.
His mouth fell open.
She knelt on one of the platforms, totally naked, her hands behind her back. “Are you hooked into something?” he asked as he approached.
“I am,” she said. “It’s a new toy, given to me tonight by Gillian. She says it’s a control thing, and I wanted to try it out.”
“How long have you been strapped in?” He circled her slowly, grinning like a fool.
“It was a little tough getting the hands done myself, but Gillian showed me a trick before she left. I heard the garage door open, and that was my cue to buckle in.” She smiled coyly. “So are you going to come on here with me or what?”
“Oh, I’m going to come all over here. There’s no question about it.” Pete was mildly surprised at his wife’s demeanor change, but he wasn’t about to complain. He was going to take whatever he could get. “You look delectable kneeling there. How does this thing work?” He reached over and fingered the leather cuffs at her wrists as he climbed on the platform.
“I’m supposed to take it however you want to give it to me. It’s mild BDSM, but it’s working for me. My nipples have been aching since I buckled myself in,” she said.
“Well, then, I’m certainly going to start there.” They were on a circular piece of foam about the size of a twin bed but not as long. Pete gazed at Emma, his eyes roaming her body. She was perfection. Her skin was radiant, her breasts perfectly round with rosy nipples that jutted out deliciously, begging to be sucked.
He leaned over, placing his lips close, almost touching one of the pert pink tips. Instead of closing his mouth around it, he exhaled like he was blowing out a birthday candle.
“Oh,” Emma moaned, closing her eyes. “I think I’m going to like this. A lot. Not being able to move is making me wet.”
Pete glanced up. “So you’re telling me you want me to keep teasing you?”
“Yes, please,” she answered, her head tilting back toward the ceiling, her eyes still closed.
“It’ll be my absolute pleasure.” Pete leaned in again, this time placing the tip of his tongue on a nipple, lightly flicking, but refraining from lapping and sucking like he wanted to. He felt Emma humming with need. After a minute or so, he moved to the other one and did the same thing.
“Goodness.” Emma tried in vain to push her breasts closer to his mouth, but she could move forward only so much. “This is so intense. I just want you to suck them so bad!”
Pete lifted his head and saw her eyes pinned on him, the desire unmistakable. “Just wait until I do this to your sweet clit,” he murmured, deliberately teasing her some more.
“Oh, you wouldn’t do that to me.” Her breath came in short bursts. “That would be torture.”
“Yes, and that’s exactly what you signed up for when you buckled yourself into this harness. There’s no backing out now.” He adjusted his position, turning so he was on his back. Emma was on her knees and couldn’t move, so he lined his head up beneath her delectable pussy. Once he was in place, he used his fingers to carefully part her folds so he could see how wet she was. “Holy shit, you weren’t kidding.” His dick throbbed in anticipation of sinking into her wetness. He licked the end of one of his fingers and placed the fingertip on her swollen bud, knowing it would be cool to the touch.
Emma bucked above him, her hips jerking. “Pete!” She panted, “I can’t…you have to put your tongue in there. I can’t stand it! Please. Eat me, suck me, fuck me, but do something! This is too much!” Her hips were rocking.
Pete chuckled. “It completely turns me on that you’re at your limit already.” This was new territory for both of them. They’d never really done any kind of BDSM before. But he couldn’t say he hated it. All the waiting was making his dick ache more than it ever had. Then when he was done torturing her for a while, he was going to relish fucking her even more.
He did as she asked, however, and ran his tongue over her core, flicking it back and forth over her wet clit.
“Ah!” Emma cried, her hips lowering, searching for his mouth. “More, more! I’m so close already. If you tongue me a little more, I can come.”
“Like this?” Pete ran his tongue in circles, one hand on his cock, stroking. Surprisingly, he was as close as she was.
“Yes!” she screamed as she ground down on his mouth, coming hard. “Fuck, yes!”
* * *
The orgasm had been big, even though there had barely been any touching. Emma was floored. How could that be?
“Holy fuck,” Pete said from beneath her, where he’d just licked every last drop of her dry. “I can’t believe you just came that hard from just the tip of my tongue. This is fantastic.”
“I can’t believe it either,” she said, still trying to calm down. Her thighs were quaking from the adrenaline rush. She still couldn’t move her legs or arms, and the ache in her nipples had morphed into full-on pain.
She needed them sucked.
And Emma wasn’t done coming.
Not by a long shot.
If she was this turned on, she usually had no problem coming multiple times, and tonight was definitely going to be one of those nights. “Pete, I need you to suck my aching nipples and fuck me, in that order.”
Pete edged out from under her. “You’re not supposed to be the one giving the orders, remember?” he chided her. “But after that orgasm, I’m up for whatever you say.” He grinned. “I’m going to come just as hard. I can feel it already. And when I do, your pussy is going to be clenching again all over my cock.”
“Okay.” Emma nodded. “That’s a deal. But let’s get to the sucking part. My nipples ache so much I am about to explode from need.”
Pete came at her on his knees, his erection jutting out ahead of him. She knew his cock felt the same way her breasts did. She wanted to put her mouth around it, but she wanted him to suck her more.
The moment Pete’s lips covered one of her sensitive peaks and drew it into his mouth, she bent backward and nearly screamed. She wished like crazy her hands were free so she could plow them through his hair and force him closer. He unlatched from one, and she cried out, but his lips quickly covered the other one, and she jerked from his touch.
“You taste so good,” he murmured, pulling and sucking. “What if I touch you right here while I’m doing this?” His hand slid down and breached her folds, a finger circling her clit dead-on.
Aftershocks she had no idea were at the forefront swept through her, making her legs buckle and rock. “God! Press harder!” She jerked her pelvis into his hand. “That feels so fucking good.”
Pete didn’t stop the suction on her breast for a moment, his mouth hungry as he complied, grinding the palm of h
is hand against her clit as she rocked on it, trying in vain to fuck it.
“Jesus, Emma.” He let go of a nipple and kissed his way up to her neck. His hand was still pressed against her. “Seeing you like this makes me go wild. We definitely need to try this kind of thing more often.”
“I agree.” She was panting hard. “But for now let’s enjoy this one to the fullest. I’m not sure how you’re going to fuck me with this thing on, but I want to do it now.”
“Oh, I think I can figure out something,” he said. “We’re going to do it right here while you’re on your knees.”
Emma’s breath hitched. “Will that work?”
“We’re about to find out.” Pete stroked his cock as he lowered his hips, so he and Emma were aligned. Then he wrapped both hands around her, gripping her ass tightly. He edged forward, positioning his cock tip right at her entrance. “What if I just stay here for a second or two?” he teased, rocking gently, his tip entering her briefly and then sliding right back out.
“Pete,” she moaned, “you can’t do that! I want it too much.” Her body wiggled as she tried to get closer to him. “These restraints are starting to hurt, but is it wrong that I like how that feels?”
“Not at all,” he whispered into her neck. “I love it when you’re this horny. If you don’t want me to keep teasing you, then how do you want it? Like this?” He dug his fingers into her ass while yanking her toward him, thrusting deeply. He pulled out, panting. “Or like this?” He slid into her again and locked her onto his shaft as he rocked his pelvis against her clit, fully seated inside her.
The pressure of him being so deep inside her at this angle was amazing. “Yes, like that,” she replied. “More.”
“I’m going to make you come again,” he told her. “But when I do, it’s going to be because my cock teases it out of you.” He began to draw in and out of her in long pulls, fucking her as they knelt together, his hands prodding her ass to the point of pain.
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