Our Planned Sex Weeend Together 04

Monday day 3...

As I woke, Sharon told me she had been awake for some time, just lying there quietly waiting for me to turn over. When I did, we begin to kiss and touch each other tenderly. I began to play with her soft smooth pussy, working her clit with my fingers to bring her to orgasm. We continued to kiss and play with each other's bodies before we moved to the missionary position where we fucked.

I went for a shower and whilst soaping myself down, I saw Sharon leaning on the door frame, naked, watching me. I beckoned her into the shower with me and there we continued to touch and kiss. I dried myself and put on shorts and went off to make breakfast, leaving Sharon to shower and wash her hair.

As our plan was not to leave the apartment over the weekend, Sharon brought little clothing with her and wore some of my clothes (She looked good in my shirt) around the apartment, except for today. While l was making breakfast, she appeared wearing a small yet fetching red camisole. She began to parade for me across the floor, turning slowly for me, and she, knowing how good she looked. I had to touch her. Her hair still wet from the shower, I held her firmly, feeling the lingerie against her body. I had previously told Sharon about my fetish from a young age, of seeing almost naked women wearing see through clothes. She had obviously listened.

Over breakfast we discussed at length some of our past sexual experiences with previous partners. Maybe both of us comparing our weekend experiences to those with our past partners and lovers.

We both talked about what a huge success the our weekend was together and it was all down to discussing our sexual preferences and fantasies during our Sexdeo's together. We had planned to act out those preferences and fantasies to please each other. We discussed BDSM and how we would use this in our sexual games, both knowing we could be more adventurous. We both knew we were heading for new and exciting enjoyment together but some of our suggestions we agreed were maybe for another day. We both likened our hastily blossoming romance and sexual activity to that of climbing Everest. We talked about the fact, we had to move through the base camps, before we could reach the summit, if we ever we could achieve that height.

We hadn't planned that we would have sex three or four times a day, but we knew the weekend would be intense. Sharon makes sex exciting, she wants to explore, she wants to please me as much as I want to please her. I want her in a permanent state of orgasm, and I can feel she wants to be there too. We had agreed safe words that we would use if one of us wanted harder more intense sex or alternatively and more importantly if the sex was to stop and we both knew the word to be used. The stop word was never used over the weekend however our word for more intense sex was used on two occasions.

We hadn't watched any TV but for a couple of short porn movies which neither of us particularly enjoyed, why would we?, we were creating our own porn scenes every day.

Spending the weekend with Sharon, I was beginning to understand her a little more and her psyche. I introduced her to a TV series I had watched many years before, Penny Dreadful. A TV series about a man trying to recover his daughter's body from the devil and his living goddaughter he was possessed by the devil. There's an element of BDSM control in the program and if you are turned on by horror, sex and the occult then Penny Dreadful is for you. We watched just one episode and as I thought, Sharon was excited by the program, saying she wanted to see more.

Sharon took another challenge from the bowl.

'Tie me to the bed, blindfolded and use fruits on my body'.

This is my fetish and I was going to enjoy pleasing Sharon.

As I began to tie Sharon to the bed, she began to pull against me and the ribbon. At first it surprised me, but I soon became aware she wanted this fantasy to be a little more rough and with a little bit more intense. Why shouldn't she? We had the safe word?.

I took strawberries, cherries, banana and grapes from the refrigerator and freezer into the bedroom. The strawberries in our sessions were a big success and I started to cover her body and her soft shaving pussy with strawberries, squeezing in my hand to make the juices flow. With the heat of her body, the strawberry juice dried quickly except for the squashed strawberries I was using on her clit. In no time, hers and the strawberry juices were flowing. I went down to lick her pussy flaps whilst using my thumb to play with her clitoris. This was the most wet I had felt her over the weekend. She was flowing.

I took the banana and began to play with her with it. I peeled the banana and placed it inside her, but the banana started to break up and l put that to one side after taking a bit and feeding some to Sharon. I moved to the frozen cherries and began to rub them across her body and again place them on her clit. Sharon loved the frozen fruit placed in and over her body, it was obvious she wanted more and l was more than willing to oblige. I chewed some grapes and spat it out on her body, again I began to massage her body. I was loving this and listening to Sharon's vocal sounds, she was too. I so was enjoying playing with her shaved pussy, each touch of her clit with fruit was by now making her body shake. Sharon was pulling hard on the ties but she wasn't going anywhere. She was, it seemed, having orgasms after orgasm. My hands and tongue were as deep inside her as I could possibly be, each orgasm pushing me further to please her. By now she was almost in a frenzy of excitement, realising I had to calm her down and allow her to relax.

As I kneeled beside Sharon on the bed, she still tied to the bed and blindfolded with her body almost covered with a warm red strawberry glow. I looked up and down her body with a feeling of warmth of how this woman had trusted me to use her body in pursuit my fantasy of pleasing her and myself using fruit.

I took a clean wet face towel and began to wash her down as she lay there, still tied to the bed. however, she and the bed were a scarlet colour and use of a shower was needed. Whilst Sharon showered, I did my best to clean the bed sheets.

We started drinking a bottle of fizz while I made a meal, and once again listened to Sharon's playlist whilst talking about, now, 'our fruit fetish'.

It was getting late and we had to be up early the next morning so Sharon could catch her mid morning flight home. I almost had to order her to the bed to get some much needed sleep. Reluctantly she agreed but enjoyed my dominance of her. She didn't like the thought of this being our last night together, neither did I, but we needed sleep.

Very late, we lay kissing and tightly holding each other before falling asleep.