Earlier this week, I invited my play partner over for the evening. We'd met several months before, she had visited me a few times prior to this story. I'm a 42 year old man, divorced, poly, and dominant, just under six feet tall, a couple extra pounds, blonde hair, blue eyes, and a beard with a bit of gray in it. She's 21, submissive, pretty, and short, with a lithe little body, long brown hair, beautiful eyes and a smile to melt your heart.
She had hinted before that she'd found a dress and bought it to look cute for me, and she showed up to my apartment wearing it. "Cute" turned out to be an understatement. It was a short black dress with a rose pattern sewn into it, a little transparent at the bottom to show a hint more of her thighs, a low neckline to show a generous view of her chest. I gave her a hug and told her how pretty and sexy it looked on her, and we sat down and cuddled on the couch and made out for a bit. Then I had her stand up in the middle of the room and model the dress for me. I started stroking my cock as she showed off, posing and turning, shifting her weight from hip to hip, slowly lifting up the hem of the dress to show her panties, lowering the straps to expose her breasts. Turning around again, reaching down to her touch her toes to reveal her ass as the dress rode up.
After a bit I called her back over to the couch and kissed her, drawing her hand to my cock and letting her take over the stroking. "It's a really pretty dress you got for me," I said. "It would be a shame not to fuck you in it, don't you think?" She agreed eagerly and I told her to take her panties off and to give me a condom from a small pile I'd left nearby. She pulled off her thong and I pulled her over my legs, straddling me as I lowered her onto my erection. She rode me for a while, arms around my neck, while I kissed her face, and neck, and breasts, gripping her ass and back. After a few minutes, her body shuddered against mine as she orgasmed. She made the cutest little squeals and whimpers as she came, and I held her close, and thrust my hips slowly into her from below, kissing her and telling her what a good girl she was for cumming on my dick.
We made out a little more with me inside of her like that, letting her catch a breath, and finally I lifted her gently off of my cock. "Let's go to the bedroom," I said. We stood up, and I took the dress the rest of the way off of her (it was dangling anyway at this point) and led her down the hallway to my room.
Earlier in the day, I had made a little extra space in my bedroom and moved my coffee table from the living room to the bedroom. I put a body pillow on the top and tied a rope in a capital I-shape between the legs underneath. That had conveniently also made space in the living room for her to model the dress. But now I had her lie down naked on her stomach on the body pillow, positioned with her crotch at the edge of the table, legs spread and feet on the floor, arms stretching toward the other end of the table. As a makeshift spanking bench, it worked rather well! I cuffed her arms to the rope on the one side and tied each of her legs in place to the rope around the table legs on the other. I put a sleep mask over her eyes for a blindfold.
Her legs spread, she was exposed perfectly to tease her cunt and ass, and so I crouched behind her and touched her very gently on her inner thighs, her labia, and the bit of flesh between her pussy and anus. She started moaning, and I slipped a fingertip just barely between her pussy lips...then slowly down across her clit. She shivered and I continued slowly rubbing her clit, until soon enough she came again.
Then I slowly circled a fingertip around her asshole, before pushing it inside, eliciting a squeal from her. I started working my finger in and out of her ass, as she whimpered and moved against the restraints. They held, and when I decided she was ready for it I took my finger out and slowly pushed a plug into her hole.