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"Look at me,"
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Dan and Lisa are a married couple. This story describes how they decide to focus on something. Previously they focused on her breasts and butt, then his penis and now Dan wants a whole weekend focused on her vagina. He plans to make her climax a lot but that isn’t the only plans he has in mind to worship her sex. It isn’t only about pleasure, it’s also about an intimate adoration of her body. He does things like the following and each of these are described in great detail as their own story -Describing it in great up close detail

The story should break down each part in great detail in long form paragraphs being sure to describe every part of their body in great detail as well as what it looked like seeing them perform the actions they are doing. The story unfolds slowly creating a long and detailed narrative of their breast focused weekend.

Dan’s character: he is average height, slender, brown hair with a short beard. His penis is average length and girth, but it’s the only one she’s ever seen. Lisa’s character: She is average height and slender. She has black hair that is shorter and fun. She likes colorful eye makeup and her favorite color is purple. She has a nice butt that Dan likes to see in yoga pants/shorts. Her breasts are C-cup and they sag quite a lot even at a young age. Her areola are very large on her breasts, and her nipples are large and sensitive, pointing straight out even though her breasts sag. Lisa is normally very conservative when it comes to sex or her body. The story never involves any other people in their sex life and never does anything with anal. Each event should be expanded in multiple long paragraphs making the reader feel like they were there. This is a long story.

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  1. After dropping off their kids at the grandparents one weekend, Lisa caught Dan staring at her chest on the ride back home. She knew he always had a soft spot for her breasts, but she never knew just how much until that moment. He looked at her with a mix of love and lust, his gaze lingering on her C-cup breasts that sagged ever so slightly, despite her young age. The way her nipples pointed outward through her shirt made her feel a tingle of excitement and vulnerability. She decided to tease him a little, reaching up to adjust her bra strap in a way that made her breasts jiggle slightly.
  2. "You know,"
  3. he began, her voice dripping with seductive curiosity, "I've noticed how much you love my boobs. Why don't we make this weekend all about them?"
  4. Dan's eyes widened, and he swallowed hard. "What do you mean?"
  5. Lisa smirked, her purple eyes gleaming with mischief. "Everything we do will revolve around my breasts. Stripping, playing, teasing—whatever you want. Just for the weekend. Be thinking of some ideas that you might like to try."
  6. Dan's heart raced. He couldn't believe his ears. Was this really happening? "I... I'd love that," he managed to murmur, trying to keep his excitement in check.
  7. Their weekend of boob-centric adventure began that very evening. As they entered their empty house, the air was thick with anticipation. Lisa led Dan to their bedroom, where she began to strip off her clothes with a sensual grace that had him mesmerized. She pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her large, dark areola and the heavy weight of her breasts. They swayed gently as she stepped closer to him, her black hair cascading down her back like a waterfall.
  8. Dan couldn't take his eyes off of them, his average-sized penis already beginning to stir in his pants. He reached out and cupped them in his hands, feeling their softness and warmth. He leaned in to kiss them, his tongue tracing the outline of her areola before he took a nipple into his mouth, sucking gently. Lisa gasped, her body responding immediately to his touch. Her breasts were sensitive, and she loved how he made her feel.
  9. As they moved to the bed, Dan took his time. He kissed and caressed her body, his hands lingering on her breasts. They were so close, the warmth of their skin melding together, and the scent of her arousal filled the room. He looked up at her, and she nodded, giving him the go-ahead to explore her body further.
  10. He began to kiss her neck, working his way down to her collarbone, and then to her chest. He took one of her breasts into his hand and squeezed it gently, watching the flesh move beneath his fingers. He kissed and sucked on her nipples, feeling them harden under his touch. Lisa's breath grew ragged, and she arched her back, pushing her chest into his face.
  11. He knew she liked it rough, so he bit down on her nipple, not hard enough to cause pain, but just enough to make her moan. He felt her hand reach down to unbuckle his pants, her cool fingers wrapping around his cock. He groaned against her skin, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through his body.
  12. They continued to kiss and touch each other, Dan's hands never leaving her breasts. He felt her other hand start to play with her clit, her hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm. He reached down and slipped a finger inside her, feeling how wet she was already. Her breath hitched, and she bucked her hips, taking his finger deeper.
  13. He knew he had to taste her, so he moved down her body, his mouth following the path his hand had taken. He spread her legs and licked along her slit before focusing on her clit, sucking and flicking it with his tongue. Lisa's moans grew louder, and she grabbed fistfuls of the bed sheets, her body taut with desire.
  14. Dan felt his own orgasm building, but he didn't want it to end yet. He pulled away from her pussy and straddled her, his cock in hand. "I want to watch you play with your breasts," he whispered, his voice thick with need.
  15. Lisa looked up at him, her eyes glazed with passion, and nodded. She reached up and took one of her breasts in hand, rolling the large, sensitive nipple between her thumb and forefinger. Dan watched, his breath catching in his throat, as she began to massage and squeeze, her other hand joining in to give the same treatment to the other. Her breasts jiggled and bounced with every movement, the sight of her enjoying herself making him even harder.
  16. "Take off your pants,"
  17. she ordered, her voice low and demanding. Dan complied eagerly, revealing his erection that stood tall and proud. He positioned himself above her, his cock hovering over her breasts. Lisa took her time, sliding her breasts together to create a warm, velvety valley for him to slide into. She watched his face, savoring the look of pure ecstasy that washed over him as he thrust into the tight space between her tits.
  18. Their eyes met, and she could see the love and adoration in his gaze. This was more than just a weekend of sexual exploration; it was a celebration of their intimacy and the trust they shared.
  19. They continued like this for a while, the rhythm of their bodies setting the pace of their passion. Dan's hips moved in a steady, hypnotizing motion, and Lisa's hands never left her breasts, playing and pinching as they bounced and smothered his cock. The sound of their skin slapping filled the room, mingling with their gasps and moans.
  20. Suddenly, Lisa had an idea. "Why don't we take this to the next level?" she suggested, a sly smile playing on her lips. "Let's go on a little hike tomorrow, and I'll go braless for you. You can watch them swing as we walk."
  21. Dan groaned, the thought of it making him even more aroused. "Yes," he managed to say, his voice strained with desire.
  22. The next day, they set off on their adventure. Lisa had chosen a trail that was secluded, with just enough incline to make her breasts jiggle and bounce in the most mesmerizing way. She wore a loose, flimsy tank top that did little to hide the fact that she was braless. The sun kissed her skin, making her already dark areola even more prominent, and her nipples were visible, hardened pebbles of desire.
  23. They walked hand in hand, her breasts moving freely beneath the thin fabric. Every so often, she would look over her shoulder at him, a mischievous glint in her eye. Dan couldn't help but stare, his eyes feasting on the sight of her breasts bouncing with every step. It was torture, but the sweetest kind.
  24. As they reached what seemed like a secluded opening in the trees off the path, Lisa stopped and turned to him. "You know what would make this even better?" she whispered, her voice a seductive purr.
  25. Without waiting for a response, she removed her top and began to oil up her breasts, her hands sliding over the soft flesh in long, sensual strokes. The sun glinted off the oil, making her skin glisten. Dan's mouth watered, and his cock throbbed in his shorts.
  26. "Lie down,"
  27. she instructed, her voice firm but playful. He did as he was told, and she straddled him, her breasts hanging just out of reach. She began to drag them across his body, her oiled skin leaving a trail of warm, slippery sensation wherever they touched. His chest, his abs, his thighs—every inch of his skin was electrified by the feel of her.
  28. Her movements grew more deliberate as she approached his face. He opened his mouth, and she slid a nipple into his waiting mouth. He sucked greedily, tasting the sweetness of her skin and the faint scent of coconut from the oil. She leaned back, arching her back to give him better access, and he took full advantage, switching between her breasts, licking and suckling until she was moaning uncontrollably.
  29. Their passion grew even more intense as she moved to give him a boob job. Her breasts enveloped his cock, her oiled skin sliding up and down his shaft. He could feel her heart racing against his chest, her breath hot and heavy in his ear as she worked him closer and closer to the edge.
  30. "Oh, fuck,"
  31. he groaned, his hips bucking up to meet her rhythm.
  32. "Mm, you like that?"
  33. she purred, her voice a symphony of pleasure.
  34. "I love it,"
  35. he whispered, his eyes never leaving hers.
  36. The sensation was unlike anything he had ever felt before. The softness of her breasts, the slickness of the oil, the pressure of her tight grip—it was all too much. He could feel himself getting closer and closer, his orgasm building like a storm inside of him.
  37. "I'm going to come,"
  38. he warned her, his voice strained with need.
  39. "Not yet,"
  40. she murmured, slowing her movements. "Not until you tell me exactly what you want to do to them."
  41. Dan's mind raced, thoughts of all the times he had dreamed about her breasts, all the things he had fantasized about doing to them. "I want to suck on them," he confessed, his voice thick with lust. "I want to bite your nipples until you scream. I want to see them bounce while you ride me, and I want to watch them swing when we fuck in doggy style."
  42. Lisa's eyes darkened with desire, and she began to move faster again. "Is that all?" she teased, her voice a challenge.
  43. "No,"
  44. he said, his voice growing stronger. "I want to feel them in my hands while I fuck you. I want to play with them while we watch movies. I want to wake up to them every morning."
  45. With that, she let go, and he erupted, his cum spurting out and landing on her chest, mingling with the oil. She leaned down and kissed him, her breasts pressing into him, their hearts beating as one.
  46. Their weekend of breast-centric exploration continued with a trip to the lake, where Lisa donned a skimpy bikini that barely contained her ample assets. The strings tied at the back were a constant tease, reminding him of what lay beneath. As they kayaked together, the water lapped at their bodies, and he couldn't help but stare at the way her breasts looked in the sun. They were a perfect handful, and he could see the outline of her areola through the thin material.
  47. When they stopped to rest, she leaned over the side of the kayak, her breasts swaying tantalizingly. "Do you like the view?" she asked, her voice a whisper on the breeze.
  48. He nodded, unable to speak. She winked and leaned back, her breasts momentarily out of sight before she sat up, the water droplets glistening on her skin. She reached out and grabbed the edge of her bikini top, pulling it down to flash him briefly before tying it back into place.
  49. The weekend was a blur of erotic moments, each more intense than the last. In the movie theater, she leaned back in her chair, her breasts pressing against the cool fabric. His hand found its way under her shirt, and he began to fondle her, his thumb circling her sensitive nipples. She gasped, her eyes wide with excitement and surprise.
  50. The darkness of the theater was the perfect cover for their secret playtime. She leaned into his touch, her body responding to his every caress. She felt his cock harden against her thigh, and she knew he was enjoying the show almost as much as she was.
  51. When they went shopping, she tried on one braless shirt after another, each one more revealing than the last. She would walk out of the dressing room, her breasts bouncing slightly with every step. He watched, his eyes devouring the sight of her.
  52. "What do you think?"
  53. she would ask, her voice a sultry purr.
  54. "Perfect,"
  55. he would reply, his voice barely above a whisper.
  56. Each time she walked away, he could see the outline of her nipples, and he knew that everyone else in the store could too. It was a thrill that made his cock throb with anticipation.
  57. The night drive was the icing on the cake. She sat in the passenger seat, her top hanging open, her breasts bared to the cool night air. She watched him from the corner of her eye as he drove, her fingers playing with her nipples, teasing them into hard little peaks. "You know, I've never gone topless in a car before," she murmured, her voice low and seductive.
  58. "And I've never been this turned on driving,"
  59. he admitted, his eyes flicking over to her. The sight of her breasts moving with the motion of the car was too much to ignore. He reached over and took one into his hand, his thumb brushing over the sensitive flesh. She gasped, her hand shooting up to cover her mouth.
  60. He chuckled, a dark glint in his eye. "Don't worry, baby. I won't let anything happen to you."
  61. They pulled over into a deserted parking lot, the car rocking slightly as they kissed deeply. He palmed her breast, feeling the weight of it in his hand, the way her skin felt against his palm. She broke away, panting, and leaned back in her seat.
  62. "Show me,"
  63. she whispered, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
  64. He didn't need to be told twice. He leaned over, his mouth finding her nipple, sucking and biting until she was moaning his name. Her hand found his cock, stroking it through his pants.
  65. "I want you to come on me,"
  66. she whispered. "I want to feel you all over my breasts."
  67. The words sent a jolt of electricity through him, and he pulled away, his hand fumbling with his zipper. He pulled out his cock, and she leaned forward, her breasts swaying. He stroked himself, watching as her eyes grew dark with lust.
  68. "Come on, baby,"
  69. she urged, her voice a soft growl. "Do it."
  70. With a groan, he did, his cum spurting out to land on her chest, her breasts glistening with his release. She sat up, her eyes never leaving his, and began to rub it into her skin, her fingers moving in slow circles.
  71. "God, that feels so good,"
  72. she moaned, her eyes closing in pleasure.
  73. That night, she decided to give him the ultimate breast massage. She straddled him, her breasts pressing into his chest. She used her breasts all over his body. She wanted every inch of him to have touched her breasts that he so adored. She went up and down his legs and made sure to focus on how her nipples would caress his cock and balls. She teased the head of his penis with her nipples giving him all the right sensations.
  74. When she was done she took one into her hand and began to knead it gently, her thumb circling the areola. He could feel his cock growing hard again, and she noticed, smiling down at him.
  75. "Do you like that?"
  76. she asked, her voice a silky purr.
  77. He could only nod, his eyes closed as he felt her other hand start to work his cock. She moved in time with the massage, her breasts brushing against his face with every movement. He could feel her breath on his skin, her heart racing.
  78. pick "Look at me,"
  79. she whispered, and he opened his eyes, staring into the depths of her purple gaze. "I want you to give me a breast orgasm."
  80. He had heard of it before but had never experienced it. He watched as she took one of her breasts in both hands, her fingers working the flesh in a way that made her gasp. She leaned back, her breasts jutting out, and he watched, spellbound, as she pleasured herself.
  81. Her hips began to move, her breathing growing more ragged. She leaned forward, her breast brushing against his cheek, and he could feel the heat emanating from her skin. He reached up, his hand joining hers, and together they worked her nipple until she was moaning. He sucked on her nipples bringing her close to the edge. Finally he bit down on one nipple in his mouth while the other he squeezed between his fingers. She moaned loudly her body shaking with the force of her climax.
  82. They lay there, panting, their hearts racing. He wrapped his arms around her, her breasts pressed against his chest. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice filled with emotion.
  83. "Thank you,"
  84. he echoed, his voice a whisper. "This weekend has been... amazing."
  85. They had pushed the boundaries of their love and desire, exploring each other's bodies in ways they never had before. And as they drifted off to sleep, the sound of each other's breathing the only sound in the room, they both knew that their relationship had reached a new level of intimacy, all thanks to her beautiful, perfect breasts.
  86. They had one final day together to worship her breasts. They had each thought of new ideas they could try. As they woke up that next morning, Dan looked over at her still sleeping. One of her lovely breasts was exposed, and he couldn’t resist giving it a gentle squeeze. She stirred and opened her eyes to see him looking at her with a hunger that she had never seen before. She knew it was going to be an intense day.
  87. Dan made her coffee and brought it to her in bed. As she sat up topless giving him a full view of those breasts he was enjoying she said , “what shall we do today, let’s make a list so we make the most of our time”
  88. Her nipples were hard from the cool morning air, and the way they poked out of the bed sheets was driving him wild. He sat next to her, his hand casually resting on her thigh, his thumb brushing against the soft skin of her inner thigh. “Well, we could start with breakfast in bed. Maybe something... light and fluffy?” He suggested, his eyes never leaving her chest.
  89. “That sound nice. But what about my breasts, I meant a list of new things we could try to let you enjoy them in new ways one last full day before we have to go pick up the kids.”
  90. “Well, you didn’t let me finished” Dan started, “my idea for breakfast in bed involved your breasts. I want to eat syrup covers pancakes off your breasts. How does that sound?”
  91. Lisa’s eyes widened with surprise and excitement. She had never been so turned on by the thought of food and sex intertwined. She licked her lips and nodded eagerly. “That sounds delicious. What else should we do today?”
  92. Dan’s mind raced with ideas. He knew he had to make this day count, to give her an experience she would never forget. He leaned closer, his voice a low murmur. “How about a little game of 'breast-y' basketball?”
  93. Her eyebrows shot up. “What’s that?”
  94. He grinned mischievously. “I’ll show you. You’ll sit on the edge of the bed, and I’ll throw a little ball—let’s say, a Ping-Pong ball—and you’ll try to catch it with your breasts. If you drop it, you jiggle your breasts for me. If I miss, caress or suck your breasts. And every time you catch it, you get to decide what happens next.”
  95. The game began, with Lisa’s breasts jiggling and bouncing as she tried to catch the small ball. Each time she missed, she’d giggle, her cheeks flushing a delicious shade of pink. And when she caught it, she’d look at him with a wicked smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
  96. “Your turn to suck my breasts,” she’d say, and Dan would eagerly lean in, taking one into his mouth, his tongue flicking over her sensitive nipple as she threw the next ball. Her moans grew louder with each catch, her body responding to his every touch.
  97. As the game finished she replied, “Now go make that breakfast. You have me all horny with the thought of you eating it off me. I’ll lay down some towels so we don’t make a mess of the bed.” With that Dan leaped out of the bed and dashed to the kitchen. The smell of sizzling bacon and sweet pancakes filled the air. Meanwhile, Lisa set the scene, placing a towel across her chest and arranging pillows to prop herself up.
  98. When Dan returned, the plate of pancakes was piled high, smothered in sticky syrup. He set it on the nightstand and took a moment to drink in the sight of her. Her breasts were swollen with arousal, and he couldn’t wait to see them covered in sweetness.
  99. He handed her a warm pancake, which she placed on one of her breasts, the syrup already starting to trickle down the side. She watched as he took a bite, his eyes never leaving hers. The intimacy of the moment was almost too much to bear.
  100. “How does it taste?” she asked, her voice a soft purr.
  101. “A little too sweet for my taste, but with you it’s perfect,” he replied, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.
  102. They took turns feeding each other, the pancakes and syrup mixing with the salty taste of their skin. Each bite brought them closer, their mouths meeting in a sticky kiss. The sweetness of the syrup mixed with the salty taste of their passion, creating a symphony of flavors that danced on their tongues.
  103. As they finished their breakfast, the sticky mess was a testament to their shared love and desire. They lay there, their bodies tangled together, the taste of each other lingering on their lips. Dan couldn’t keep his mouth off her breasts. She was so aroused at the situation it looked as if she might orgasm solely from the pleasure to her breasts.
  104. Dan kept at it trying to push her over the edge with his mouth and hands on her breasts. She couldn’t hold back any longer, her body shuddered as she climaxed, her juices gushing out and mixing with the syrup on her stomach. She moaned his name, her eyes rolling back in her head.
  105. When the tremors of her orgasm had subsided, she looked down at him, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. “Now, it’s your turn to clean up,” she said, her voice a sultry whisper.
  106. Dan took her hand and helped her up, leading her to the bathroom. He drew a bath for her, filling it with steaming water and a generous splash of her favorite lavender bath oil. The scent filled the room, creating a serene atmosphere. As she stepped into the tub, her breasts bobbed in the water, the oil making them shimmer.
  107. He took a moment to appreciate the sight, his cock already hard again. The way the water lapped at her chest, making her breasts appear to float on the surface was mesmerizing. Her areola looked like dark islands surrounded by the pale sea of her skin, the nipples standing erect, begging for his touch.
  108. He knelt beside the tub, his hand reaching out to caress her wet, slippery skin. She leaned back with a sigh, allowing him to wash away the sticky evidence of their breakfast delight. He took his time, his fingers tracing the curves of her body, his eyes never leaving hers. The water grew murky with the mix of syrup and oil, but it only added to the eroticism of the scene.
  109. As he bathed her, their eyes locked in a silent conversation of love and desire. He cupped her breasts gently, the water sluicing over them as he squeezed and massaged. She gasped, her body reacting to his every touch. He took one nipple between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it gently before leaning in to kiss it. She arched her back, pushing her breast closer to his mouth, her eyes half-closed in pleasure.
  110. The sound of the water splashing against the sides of the tub was a rhythmic backdrop to their intimate moment. He took his time, exploring every inch of her body, his hands gliding over her stomach, her thighs, her neck. And always, his eyes would return to her breasts, those glorious, sensitive orbs of pleasure that had become the center of their universe this weekend.
  111. Once she was clean, he helped her out of the tub, wrapping her in a soft towel. Her skin was flushed from the heat of the water and the passion that still burned within her. She leaned into him, her breasts pressing into his chest, leaving a wet imprint on his shirt. He didn’t care. He was lost in the feeling of her against him, her soft curves fitting perfectly into his hands.
  112. They moved to the bedroom, their breathing ragged, their hearts pounding in their chests. He laid her down on the bed, the towel falling away to reveal her naked form. He kissed her deeply, their tongues dancing together as their hands roamed over each other's bodies.
  113. He straddled her, his cock hovering just above her breasts. She looked up at him, her eyes smoldering with need. “I want to feel you come on me again,” she murmured, her voice a soft, seductive whisper.
  114. Without hesitation, he began to stroke himself, her eyes never leaving his. He watched as her breasts moved with the rhythm of his hand, the tips of her nipples brushing against his thighs. It was a sight he knew he would never forget.
  115. As he reached the peak of his pleasure, he leaned forward, his cock spurting cum onto her breasts. She closed her eyes, her face a mask of pure ecstasy as she felt the warmth of his release cover her. He continued to move, watching as the last drops fell onto her skin.
  116. They lay there for a moment, their breathing slowing, their bodies entwined. He reached down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, suckling gently, tasting the sweetness of their combined release. She moaned, her body still humming with pleasure.
  117. The weekend had been a revelation for them both, a chance to explore each other in a way they never had before. And as they lay there, basking in the afterglow of their love, they both knew that they would cherish these memories forever.
  118. Their love had grown stronger, their connection deeper. They had discovered a new level of intimacy that had brought them closer together than ever before. And all it took was a weekend focused on her chest.
  119. With the day still before them, filled with endless possibilities, she descended the stairs, her naked body a living sculpture that seemed to dance down each step. Her breasts, those luscious mounds of flesh that had become the epicenter of their erotic odyssey, swayed gently with her graceful movement. He watched, his eyes devouring the sight of her, his cock already stirring with anticipation.
  120. "Where to next?"
  121. she asked, her voice a siren's call that sent shivers down his spine.
  122. Dan swallowed hard, his thoughts racing with a delicious blend of desire and creativity. "How about we... make a game? We’ll use a spinner with my body parts on it and you’ll spin and wherever it lands you’ll use your breasts on my body"
  123. Lisa's eyes lit up with excitement. "I like that," she said, her voice a low purr. "Let’s do it."
  124. They went downstairs to the living room, where the light streamed in through the windows, casting a warm glow over their bare skin. Dan pulled out a piece of paper and a marker, scribbling down various body parts: neck, mouth, nose, eyes, legs, hands, balls, shaft, and penis head.
  125. They sat on the plush carpet, their legs intertwined. He took a deep breath and spun the makeshift spinner. It wobbled for a moment before finally coming to a stop.
  126. "Mouth,"
  127. he announced with a wicked smile.
  128. Lisa leaned over and placed her left breast over his mouth, the soft, velvety skin brushing against his lips. He kissed her gently, his tongue darting out to taste her. He sucked her nipple, the sensation sending a bolt of electricity straight to her core. She gasped, her hand reaching down to stroke his cock, which was now fully erect.
  129. "Your turn,"
  130. she whispered, spinning the spinner again.
  131. "Balls,"
  132. she said with a giggle, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
  133. Dan laid down on his back, his cock standing proudly. She straddled his thighs, her breasts hovering just above his testicles. She leaned in, her right breast enveloping one of his balls, her left hand caressing the other. He groaned as she began to move her chest in a slow, rhythmic motion, the warmth and softness of her skin driving him wild.
  134. Their breath mingled as they kissed, their bodies moving together in a dance of passion. The spinner spun again, landing on "eyes."
  135. Lisa leaned over, her breasts pressing into his face as she whispered, "You know what to do."
  136. He nodded, his cock twitching with excitement. He closed his eyes and felt her soft flesh cover them, her nipples brushing against his eyelids. It was a sensation unlike any he had experienced before—intimate and erotic in a way that was almost overwhelming.
  137. They played the game for hours, their bodies entwined in a tapestry of pleasure. Each spin brought a new adventure, a new way to explore the landscape of her breasts and the depths of their desire. They tasted each other, touched, and teased, the boundaries of their love stretching further than they ever thought possible. The spinner landed on "hands."
  138. Without missing a beat, she placed her breasts in his palms, watching as he began to squeeze and knead them, his thumbs circling her nipples. She moaned, the sensation of his hands on her skin making her knees weak.
  139. "I need you,"
  140. she gasped, her voice thick with lust.
  141. He didn't hesitate. He stood up, his cock pressing against her stomach. With one swift motion, he lifted her onto the counter, her legs wrapping around his waist. He positioned himself, his cock nudging against her wetness. She was more than ready for him.
  142. He slammed into her, their bodies coming together in a symphony of passion. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, the sight making him even more frenzied. She arched her back, her head thrown back, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure. The room was filled with the sounds of their skin slapping against each other, their moans and gasps echoing off the walls.
  143. Her hands found her breasts, squeezing them, pinching her nipples in time with his movements. He watched, his eyes glued to her, as she pleasured herself. The sight was too much for him. He leaned in and took one into his mouth, sucking hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin. She bucked against him, her orgasm building.
  144. He could feel it, the tension in her body, the way her muscles tightened around his cock. He knew she was close, and he wasn’t far behind. With one final, powerful thrust, he felt her come, her pussy clenching around him like a vice. He followed her over the edge, his cum filling her up.
  145. They collapsed against each other, panting and sweaty. He kissed her neck, his hands still cupping her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her still-sensitive nipples. She leaned into him, her eyes closed, her body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure.
  146. They cleaned up and decided to take a break for a bit. They snuggled on the couch, her breasts pressed against his chest as they watched a show. Every so often, his hand would stray, his fingers playing with her nipples, keeping the embers of desire glowing within them.
  147. Dan read the paper and saw there was a local body painting festival that afternoon and he mentioned it to Lisa. “Hear me out Lisa, what if we go and I paint your breasts there among the other people and then we walk around some. It would be like a secret way to let me see your breasts in public, in a safe way”. She was normally fairly conservative but something in his voice made her want to say yes.
  148. “Ok, but only if you don’t get any other ideas.” She said with a smirk.
  149. “I promise, I’ll behave, I just want to admire them in public without anyone knowing, like my little secret art piece walking around.”
  150. They decided to go and Lisa picked out a loose, flowy top that would allow for easy access to her breasts for the painting. At the festival, they found a quiet corner where a friendly artist was setting up her booth. She was an older woman with a kind smile and a wild streak of pink hair. Lisa approached her tentatively, her heart racing with excitement and a touch of fear.
  151. “I’ve always wanted to try body painting, can you do a private session?” Lisa asked the artist.
  152. “Of course, darling, just let me grab my supplies. What do you have in mind?”
  153. Dan stepped forward, his eyes sparkling with excitement. “We want to keep it simple, just focus on her breasts.”
  154. The artist nodded knowingly. “Ah, a man with a clear vision. Let’s get started then.”
  155. Lisa lay down on the makeshift table, her top pulled down to expose her breasts. The artist instructed Dan what to do step by step, guiding his hands as he painted Lisa’s breasts with a vibrant shade of purple that matched her eye makeup from the previous night. His touch was gentle and loving, as if he were worshiping a sacred relic. The artist added intricate details of swirling patterns and abstract shapes that highlighted the natural beauty of Lisa's breasts.
  156. The air was thick with the smell of paint and anticipation as they worked together. Lisa's eyes never left Dan's face, watching the concentration in his eyes as he painted. His hand trembled slightly, a testament to the passion he felt for her body. The brush glided over her skin, leaving a trail of color in its wake.
  157. Once the painting was complete, the artist stepped back, admiring her work. "Perfect," she said with a nod. "You two make a lovely canvas."
  158. Dan helped Lisa sit up, his eyes drinking in the sight of her breasts, now transformed into a living work of art. The paint brought out the contours of her breasts, the large areola standing out like dark moons against the purple sky. He couldn't wait to show them off.
  159. They walked around the festival, Lisa’s top barely hiding the masterpiece on her chest. Every so often, she would catch someone's gaze lingering a little too long, and she would blush, a thrill running through her body. The thought of them knowing her secret made her even wetter.
  160. They stopped at a food stand, and as they ate, Dan's hand would drift to her breasts, tracing the painted patterns with his fingertips. The sensation was maddening, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She leaned into him, her breath hot against his neck, her heart racing.
  161. As the day grew warmer, they decided it was time to head home. In the car, the air was charged with sexual tension. Dan couldn’t take his eyes off her chest. The way the painted breasts looked in the sunlight made his cock ache. The sway of her breasts as they drove home was a silent siren call to his desires. He reached out and gave her a gentle squeeze, her skin sticky from the paint. She gasped, the sudden pressure making her nipples throb.
  162. They arrived home, the house quiet and empty, the perfect setting for their final act of the weekend. Lisa led him to the backyard, where their private oasis awaited them—an outdoor shower, hidden from prying eyes by a lattice of vines and tall bushes. The water was already warm, beckoning them with the promise of sweet release.
  163. He watched as she showed off her top, her breasts now a canvas of color, the paint clinging to her skin like a second layer. She stepped into the shower, the water cascading over her, the droplets mixing with the paint and running down her body in rivulets. The sight was mesmerizing, a living work of erotic art.
  164. Her breasts were the focal point, the purple swirls and curves standing out starkly against her pale skin. As the water washed over her, the paint began to run, creating an even more mesmerizing pattern. Dan couldn’t resist anymore, joining her in the shower. The warm water hit their bodies, mixing with the paint, creating a steamy, sensual scene that seemed pulled from the pages of an erotic novel.
  165. Lisa looked at him with a seductive smile, her eyes speaking volumes of her desire. Without a word, she began to sway her hips, her hands moving in a slow, hypnotic dance across her body. Her breasts bobbed in time with her movements, the water droplets clinging to the painted curves. Dan's eyes followed the rivulets as they made their way down her body, tracing the lines of her torso and pooling in the dip of her navel.
  166. Her dance grew more passionate, her hands moving up to cup her breasts, her fingers playing with the sensitive tips. She rolled her nipples between her thumb and forefinger, her eyes never leaving his. He took a step closer, the water pooling around their feet as his cock grew harder with every second.
  167. Their bodies collided in a frenzy of passion, the water raining down on them as they kissed deeply. His hands found her wet, painted breasts, squeezing and kneading, feeling the slickness of the paint mingle with the water. She moaned into his mouth, the sensation of his hands on her sensitive skin driving her wild.
  168. He broke the kiss, his eyes dark with need. He took one of her breasts in his hand and brought it to his mouth, his tongue swirling around her nipple, tasting the faint sweetness of the paint. She threw her head back, her body arching as he sucked and nipped at her flesh, the sensation of the water and his mouth on her skin sending her over the edge.
  169. Her hand found his cock, stroking it in time with his mouth on her breasts. He groaned, his hips thrusting into her touch, his own need growing with every passing second. She spun around, pressing her back against him, her breasts still wet and painted, the water streaming down her body.
  170. With a growl, he reached around and grabbed her breasts, pulling her back against him. He slammed into her, his cock finding her wet, welcoming warmth. The water cascaded over them as they moved together, the rhythm of their bodies in perfect sync. Her breasts jiggled with every thrust, the paint smearing and running down her stomach.
  171. They were lost in each other, their moans echoing off the walls of the shower. The heat from the water and their passion was a steamy embrace that enveloped them. His hand slid down to her clit, his fingers dancing in circles as he pounded into her. She was close, so close, her breasts aching with pleasure.
  172. Her orgasm crashed over her, her body trembling as she came, her walls tightening around his cock. He followed her over the edge, his cum mixing with the water and paint as it spurted onto her back. They stood there, panting, their bodies entwined as the water continued to fall around them.
  173. They stepped out of the shower, the evidence of their love still painted on Lisa’s body. They toweled off, their eyes never leaving each other. The weekend had been a journey of discovery, a celebration of their love and the beauty of her breasts.
  174. Dan led her in the house, his mind racing with a new idea. "Why don't we have a little snack?" he suggested, his voice low and velvety.
  175. "What do you have in mind?"
  176. Lisa asked, her curiosity piqued.
  177. "Let me surprise you,"
  178. he said, a mischievous glint in his eye. He disappeared into the kitchen and returned with a tray laden with strawberries, chocolate sauce, and a bottle of champagne. He set it down on the coffee table in the living room.
  179. "Strip for me,"
  180. he whispered, his eyes dark with desire.
  181. Her heart racing, Lisa began to peel off her clothes, her hands shaking slightly with excitement. Each piece fell to the floor, revealing more of her body to his hungry gaze. He sat on the couch, his eyes never leaving hers as she revealed the lingerie she had picked out for the occasion—a black lace bra and matching thong.
  182. He took a strawberry and dipped it into the chocolate sauce, holding it out to her. She took it into her mouth, the sweetness mingling with the tartness of the fruit. He leaned in, licking the remaining chocolate from her lips, his hands finding their way to her breasts.
  183. He began to knead them gently, his thumbs flicking over her sensitive nipples. She gasped, her eyes fluttering shut as pleasure shot through her. He leaned her back onto the couch, his mouth moving to her neck, kissing and suckling as she writhed beneath him.
  184. With trembling hands, he unclipped her bra, letting her breasts fall free. He took a moment to admire the sight, his eyes devouring her body. He drizzled some chocolate sauce on her breasts, watching as it trickled down the curves, pooling in her cleavage. He picked up a strawberry and traced the outline of her areola with it, her nipples pebbling in anticipation.
  185. Lisa watched in the mirror as he worked, her breath hitching in her throat. She felt exposed yet empowered, the desire in his gaze setting her body alight. He placed the strawberry at the peak of one of her breasts and leaned in, his tongue flicking out to lick the chocolate away. She gasped as his mouth closed over her nipple, the juicy fruit adding an unexpected sweetness to the mix of sensations.
  186. He continued his erotic dance, moving to the other breast, his mouth worshipping her flesh as she squirmed beneath his touch. He cleaned her up and asked her to go out on her most favorite lingerie and wait for him in the bedroom in front of the large mirror. He wanted to show her how much he appreciated her body and the beauty of her breasts.
  187. Her heart fluttered with excitement as she slipped into a black lace set that she had saved for a special occasion. The bra pushed her breasts up, creating a tantalizing display, while the matching thong left little to the imagination. She stood in front of the mirror, her breathing shallow, her eyes locked on her reflection.
  188. Dan entered the room, a bottle of warm oil in his hand, a look of pure desire etched on his face. He approached her slowly, his eyes roving over her body like a predator stalking its prey. He didn’t say a word, the only sound in the room the faint rustle of her lingerie and the thump of her racing heart.
  189. He began to strip her, his eyes never leaving hers in the mirror. The lace fell away, revealing her breasts in all their glory. He took his time, savoring every inch of her body as it was revealed to him. His hands hovered over her, not quite touching, the anticipation building like a crescendo.
  190. Finally, he made contact, his palms sliding over her skin, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. He began to whisper sweet nothings in her ear, his voice a seductive purr that sent shivers down her spine. "You're so beautiful, Lisa. Your breasts are like nothing I've ever seen. I can't get enough of them."
  191. Her eyes never left the mirror as he began to apply the oil, his hands gliding over her body in long, sensuous strokes. The liquid warmth of the oil contrasted with the coolness of the room, making her skin feel alive and sensitive. He started at her shoulders, his thumbs tracing the line of her neck, down her arms, and across her stomach. His eyes never left hers, the connection between them palpable.
  192. He moved to her breasts, his hands cupping them gently before sliding the oil over the soft mounds. She watched as her breasts glistened in the mirror, the light reflecting off the wetness, making her nipples appear even larger and more pronounced. He took his time, his fingers playing with her sensitive skin, his touch feather-light yet firm.
  193. The oil slid down her body, pooling in the valley between her breasts. He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered, "You're mine, Lisa. Every inch of you." His hand moved lower, his fingers dancing along the edge of her thong, teasing the sensitive skin of her pelvis.
  194. Her breath hitched as he slid the material aside, his cock pressing against her back. He took one of her breasts in his hand and brought it to his mouth, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin. She moaned, her body responding to his every touch. He continued to massage her, his other hand reaching around to cup her other breast, his thumbs flicking her nipples in unison.
  195. The tension grew, their bodies moving in a slow, sensual dance. He slid the thong down her legs, leaving her bare and exposed to his gaze. He stepped back, taking in the sight of her, his cock throbbing with need. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.
  196. He stepped closer again, his hand sliding down her stomach, his fingers delving into her wetness. She gasped, her hips bucking against his hand. He teased her clit, the oil making her slick and responsive to his touch.
  197. "Do you like that?"
  198. he whispered, his eyes never leaving hers in the mirror.
  199. "Yes,"
  200. she breathed, her voice a soft moan.
  201. He continued to play with her, his other hand still massaging her breasts. She watched as he slid a finger inside her, her body clenching around him. The sight was almost too much to bear, the eroticism of their reflection in the mirror a powerful aphrodisiac.
  202. "Look at your breasts,"
  203. he murmured, his voice a soft command that sent a shiver down her spine. "So shiny and perfect, begging to be touched."
  204. “What is it about them you love so much Dan?”
  205. Dan's eyes were glued to her breasts in the mirror, his hands moving over them with a reverence reserved for the most precious of artifacts. He paused for a moment, considering her question before speaking. “They’re like...the universe in my hands. Perfectly imperfect, gravity-defying, a never-ending source of pleasure and wonder." His voice was a low, gruff whisper that sent a shiver down her spine. "The way they move, the way they feel, the sound they make when they bounce—it’s like music to my soul."
  206. Lisa couldn’t help but smile at his poetic description, feeling a warmth spread through her chest and between her legs. She leaned back into him, her shiny black hair sticking to the sweat on her back as he continued to massage her breasts. The oil made her skin slick and her breasts looked like a pair of ripe peaches ready to be picked. He pinched her nipples gently, rolling them between his thumbs and forefingers, watching the way they hardened under his touch.
  207. He slid one hand down her body, his fingers finding their way to her throbbing clit. He began to circle it, his touch light as a feather. She moaned, her hips moving in a silent plea for more. He leaned down and kissed her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin as he whispered, “Do you like this, baby? Do you like when I play with your pussy while I play with your tits?”
  208. “Yesss,” she hissed, her eyes locked on their reflection in the mirror.
  209. He slid a finger inside her, her wetness coating his hand. Her inner walls clenched around him as he began to pump in and out, his thumb never leaving her clit. She watched as her breasts jiggled with every movement, the oil making them gleam like two shiny planets in the dim light of the room.
  210. The tension grew, coiling tightly in her belly. She felt her orgasm approaching like a runaway train, her body trembling with anticipation. He could feel it too, his cock pressing against her back, eager to claim her once again. His hand moved faster, his fingers delving deeper, his thumb pressing down hard on her clit.
  211. And then she was there, her body shaking with the force of her release. She watched in the mirror as her orgasm painted the glass with a fine mist of her juices. Her legs buckled, and he caught her, his arms wrapping around her waist as he continued to pump into her, her walls pulsing around his fingers.
  212. Her breasts were still in his hand, the oil mixing with the sweat from their bodies to make them even more slippery. He squeezed them tightly, feeling her nipples stiffen even more as she rode out her orgasm. Her pussy clenched around his hand, and she threw her head back, her mouth open in a silent scream.
  213. “That’s it, baby,” he murmured, his voice thick with lust. “Let it go. Show me how much you love your tits."
  214. Her climax went on for what felt like an eternity, her body convulsing with pleasure. And when it finally subsided, she was left panting, her breasts heaving with every breath she took. He pulled out his hand, the oil making a sucking sound as it left her body.
  215. With a wicked grin, she turned to face him, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Your turn," she whispered, reaching for a blindfold she had set aside earlier. She secured it over his eyes, the black fabric blocking out all light. His pupils dilated in anticipation, his heart racing.
  216. Lisa straddled him, her breasts hovering just out of reach of his eager mouth. She took a moment to appreciate the sight of him, bound and blind, his cock standing tall and proud. She leaned in, her breath hot on his neck, and whispered, "I'm going to drive you wild, baby. Just with my tits."
  217. With a giggle, she began to tease him, her breasts brushing against his chest, her nipples grazing his skin like two tiny flames. He squirmed, his body tightening as she moved closer, then further away. The anticipation was exquisite, his mind racing with all the ways she could possibly use her breasts to pleasure him.
  218. Her breasts felt like velvet against his skin, the soft mounds moving in a hypnotic rhythm. He could feel his cock throb with every beat of his heart, begging for her touch. She took one of her breasts and dragged the nipple across his chest, the friction sending waves of pleasure crashing through his body. He could feel the warmth of her breath as she leaned down, her teeth grazing his earlobe.
  219. "Can you feel that?"
  220. she purred, her voice a siren's call that made his blood boil.
  221. He nodded, his voice strained. "Yes," he managed to say, his voice hoarse.
  222. Her hands began to explore him, her fingers tracing the lines of his body like a blind artist feeling her way to her masterpiece. She found his nipples and began to pinch and roll them, her teeth nipping at his neck as she watched his reactions in the mirror. His hips jerked, his cock straining against his stomach.
  223. "Your turn,"
  224. she murmured, switching breasts. The coolness of her skin made his nipples pucker even more, the sensation making him groan with need. She moved down his body, her breasts leaving a trail of fire wherever they touched. She hovered over his cock, her breath hot and moist. He could feel her, so close, yet so far.
  225. With a flick of her wrist, she brought her breasts down, her nipples grazing the tip of his cock. He bucked his hips, trying to seek more contact, but she was elusive, her body moving in a way that kept him guessing. She took her time, her breasts dancing around his cock, teasing him until he thought he would go mad with need.
  226. The room was filled with the sounds of their breathing, their bodies moving in a silent symphony of desire. Her breasts were like living instruments, playing a song that only he could hear, a melody that spoke directly to his soul.
  227. Suddenly, she said, “I’m going to use only my nipple on the underside of your cock head to make you climax.”
  228. Dan’s cock jerked at the thought, the anticipation almost unbearable. He felt her shift her position, her breasts sliding along his thighs, her nipples grazing his sensitive skin. Then, with the precision of a sculptor chiseling a fine detail into a statue, she placed her right nipple at the base of his cock, just below the head.
  229. She began to move her chest upward, her nipple gliding along the underside of his cock. The sensation was unlike anything he had ever felt before—a sweet, almost painful pleasure that made him grit his teeth and dig his fingers into the couch cushions. He could feel the slickness of the oil combining with his pre-cum, making her movements smoother, more sensual.
  230. Her left hand wrapped around the base of his shaft, her thumb and forefinger squeezing gently as she pumped him in time with the motion of her chest. Her right hand played with his balls, rolling them gently in her palm, the sensation driving him closer to the edge.
  231. “Oh God, Lisa,” he moaned, his voice tight with need. “It feels so good. Your breasts... they're... amazing.”
  232. She chuckled softly, the sound sending vibrations through her chest and straight to his cock. She continued her ministrations, her nipple a fine point of exquisite pleasure against his sensitive skin. The pressure built, his body tightening, his toes curling.
  233. He could feel the heat of her breath on his cock, her breasts pressing into his thighs as she moved faster, her hand pumping in time with her chest. The sensation was intense, a crescendo of pleasure that threatened to overwhelm him.
  234. And then he was there, his body arching off the couch as he came, his seed spurting out in thick ropes that splattered against her chin and neck. She didn’t miss a beat, her nipple still moving along his shaft, milking him for every last drop.
  235. As his orgasm subsided, she leaned back, a smug smile on her face. The oil and cum glistened on her breasts, a testament to her power over him. He reached up to touch her, his hand shaking with the aftershocks of pleasure, his eyes never leaving hers in the mirror.
  236. “You’re a goddess, Lisa,” he whispered, his voice filled with awe.
  237. “And these are my tits of power,” she said with a laugh, her breasts bouncing slightly as she removed the blindfold.
  238. She brought her nipple covered in his seed up to his mouth and gently placed it on his bottom lip. "Taste yourself," she said, her voice low and sultry.
  239. Dan eagerly opened his mouth, sucking her nipple clean, savoring the mix of flavors. Their eyes met in the mirror, a silent conversation passing between them, a promise of more to come.
  240. After cleaning up, Dan knew the weekend of adoring her breasts was about to come to a close. They had a little time left so he ran an idea past Lisa. “How about we go play racquetball at the club and you wear a cute outfit that will show off your lovely breasts bouncing around as we play?”
  241. Her eyes lit up with excitement, she loved the idea of turning heads and making him crazy with lust as they played a sport they both enjoyed. Lisa picked out a neon pink bralette that she knew wouldn’t be very supportive but would allow her breasts to bounce around which is what Dan wanted. Over that she wore a tight athletic top. She paired it with an athletic skirt with built in shorts that showed off her legs and accentuated her ass.
  242. Dan chose a simple black tank and shorts that showcased his lean frame and the light dusting of hair that trailed from his chest to his navel. As they drove to the club, Lisa felt a thrill of excitement knowing that she would soon be putting on a show for her husband.
  243. Thankfully the club was fairly quiet for that time of day. There were a couple of other courts occupied but they had no trouble finding an open one. The echo of sneakers squeaking against the polished wooden floors and the rhythmic thwack of racquets against balls filled the air. They walked in, hand in hand, and grabbed a set of loaner racquets and a ball.
  244. In the racquetball court, the lights were high, and the walls were painted a bright white that made Lisa’s bright outfit pop. As they began to warm up, her breasts jiggled in a mesmerizing dance that had Dan’s eyes glued to her chest. This was starting out to be everything he was hoping it would be. The thin bralette under her tight top did little to hold back her C-cup breasts as they bobbed and swayed with every move she made.
  245. The neon pink peeked through her shirt as she served the ball, the stretchy fabric hugging her curves and showcasing the dark circles of her areola. Dan’s cock swelled in his shorts as he watched the hypnotic motion, his mind racing with thoughts of all the ways he wanted to touch and kiss her. The sound of the racquet smacking the ball echoed in the room, punctuating the rhythmic thump of her breasts.
  246. Sweat began to bead on her forehead, her hair sticking to her neck in the most tantalizing way. She wiped it away with the back of her hand, leaving a glisten of moisture that made her look like a sex goddess emerging from the mist. Her breathing grew heavier as they played, her chest rising and falling with each breath, making her breasts even more tempting.
  247. The heat in the room was intense, not just from their exertion but from the fire that was burning between them. Each time she bent over to pick up the ball, he got a view up her skirt just a little seeing more of her legs. The sight of her breasts bouncing, the smell of her arousal mixing with the faint scent of sweat, was intoxicating.
  248. After two games they were both sweating a lot. They took a water break. Dan suggested, how about whoever loses this next game has to take off their shirt for the next game. Lisa agreed hoping to see Dan’s chest shirtless while knowing what Dan really wanted was to see her playing in just the bralette and skirt.
  249. They started playing again and this time, Lisa really gave it her all. She threw herself into the game, her breasts bouncing freely with each swing of her racquet. The sound of the ball smacking against the walls and their shoes squeaking on the floor was like a symphony of sensuality.
  250. Her determination paid off. Despite Dan's best efforts, she was winning the third game. He could feel the tension building in his body, not just from the effort of playing but from the frustration of losing to his own wife. Yet, he couldn’t help but admire the way she moved, her breasts bobbing with every step, the way her nipples poked at the fabric of her shirt with each swing of her racquet.
  251. Finally, it was over. Lisa won. She was panting and flushed, but she had a victory gleam in her eye. She turned to him and said, “Alright, you know the deal. Loser takes it off.”
  252. With a dramatic sigh, Dan pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his lean torso, a sheen of sweat glistening on his chest. Lisa’s eyes roved over him, taking in the sight of his muscles flexing as he moved to take another sip of water.
  253. But she wasn’t done with her teasing. “You know, it’s only fair if I take off mine too, since you’re going to get to enjoy the view of my tits all sweaty and bouncing around,” she said with a mischievous smile.
  254. Dan’s eyes went wide, his cock twitching in his shorts. He nodded eagerly, watching as she reached behind her neck and pulled her shirt over her head. Her breasts were barely contained in the neon pink bralette, the fabric clinging to her damp skin.
  255. The sight was more than he could handle. Her breasts looked phenomenal, the sweat making the fabric almost transparent. Her nipples were hard and pointed, begging to be sucked. The bralette did nothing to hide the fact that her areola were large and dark, almost the same color as the fabric itself.
  256. Her skin was flushed from the exercise, her breasts heaving with every breath she took. The fabric of the bralette was stretched tight, and Dan could see her cleavage and even some of the side of her breasts clearly. It was no surprise where her hard nipples we’re under that top.
  257. “Now, let’s see if you can keep your eyes on the ball and not on me,” she challenged, a playful glint in her eye.
  258. Dan took a deep breath and nodded, trying to compose himself. He knew he was in for a treat, watching her breasts bounce around as they played. The sight was more arousing than anything he had ever seen.
  259. The next game was even more intense. With nothing but the flimsy barrier of her bralette between him and her breasts, Dan found it increasingly difficult to focus on the game. Every time she moved, he caught a glimpse of her bare skin, her nipples peeking out, teasing him mercilessly.
  260. Yet, despite his distraction, he managed to keep up. They played on, the sound of the racquets meeting the ball mixing with their labored breaths and the occasional groan of pleasure that escaped their lips.
  261. The air in the court was thick with lust, the tension palpable. Dan had never been so turned on in his life.
  262. Her breasts bounced in a mesmerizing rhythm as she moved around the court, each swing of her racquet sending them into a delightful jiggle. The neon pink of her bralette was a stark contrast against her olive skin, the fabric clinging to her sweaty body like a second skin. Every time she bent over to serve, her breasts threatened to spill out, the fabric straining against the weight of them. He could see the outline of her areola, the dark circles standing out starkly against the paler skin of her breasts.
  263. The way the bralette hugged her curves was a masterpiece of erotic artistry. The edges of her areola peeked out from under the fabric, hinting at the delicious treasures beneath. As she served the ball, her breasts bobbed up, and Dan had to bite his tongue to keep from groaning. The sight of her, so alive and uninhibited, was like a drug to him, making him lightheaded and desperate for more.
  264. Her breasts bobbed and swayed as she darted around the court, her movements fluid and graceful. Each time she leaned down, the fabric pulled tight against her, offering a tantalizing glimpse of what lay beneath. The way her nipples pointed straight out was a testament to her arousal, and Dan felt his cock swell in response.
  265. The sound of the racquet smacking against the ball was a constant reminder of their game, but all he could think about was her breasts. How they looked, how they felt, and how much he wanted to touch them. The bralette was a mere slip of material that barely contained her, and the thought of it giving way was almost too much to handle.
  266. Her sweat made her breasts even more enticing, the fabric of her bralette sticking to her skin in the most delicious way. The way they moved was like watching a dance, a sensual ballet that was just for him. He could see the dark circles of her areola growing larger and darker with each passing moment, and he knew she was just as turned on as he was.
  267. The sight of her in that tiny, soaking wet piece of fabric was driving him wild. Her breasts were like two overripe peaches, begging to be picked and devoured. He watched as droplets of sweat rolled down her neck, tracing a path between her breasts, making him ache to follow with his tongue.
  268. As they played on, her breasts grew even more tantalizing. The fabric was drenched, almost transparent, and Dan could see the swollen flesh beneath. The way her nipples poked through, the areola puffy and dark, was almost unbearable. He could feel his cock strain against his shorts, desperate for release.
  269. Each bounce of her breasts was a symphony of desire, a silent promise of the passion that awaited them when they left the court. The sight was so erotic, so raw, that it was all he could do to keep his eyes on the game.
  270. But somehow, they managed to finish their set, both of them breathless and flushed. As they walked off the court, her breasts still jiggling with every step, Dan knew that this was just the beginning of a weekend that would be burned into his memory forever.
  271. They decided to take a break and grab some drinks from the vending machine. As they leaned against the cool metal, both trying to catch their breath, Lisa turned to him with a wicked smile. "You know," she said, her voice low and seductive, "it's only fair that you get to enjoy the view as much as I do."
  272. Dan looked at her, not quite understanding. "What do you mean?"
  273. "I want you to play the next game without your underwear,"
  274. she said, her eyes gleaming. "Let me see your ass and... other things bounce around while we play."
  275. The idea was so ludicrously hot that Dan felt his cock twitch in his shorts. He nodded, unable to speak, as he followed her back into the locker room. He quickly shed his shorts and underwear, feeling the cool air against his bare skin. He pulled his shorts back on, hoping that the fabric would be enough to conceal his arousal.
  276. As they stepped back onto the court, he could feel her eyes on him, watching his every move. The anticipation was unbearable, his cock straining against the fabric of his shorts with every step.
  277. The game started, and Lisa was relentless. She played with a fiery passion, her breasts bouncing with every swing of her racquet. But she didn’t stop there. She took every opportunity to graze her hand over his crotch, her fingers brushing against his cock, making him gasp and miss his shots.
  278. He tried to ignore it, to focus on the game, but it was impossible. Her touch was electric, sending waves of pleasure through his body. Each time she did it, his cock grew harder, straining against his shorts.
  279. And then, just when he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, she did something that made his knees buckle. As the ball bounced high on the opposite side of the court, she took advantage of the moment and yanked down his shorts, exposing him completely.
  280. Her eyes widened, taking in the sight of his erect cock, bobbing in the air. The look of surprise and excitement on her face was pure joy. The shock on his face was embarrassment. He forgot about the ball and yanked them back up quickly before anyone could see.
  281. The game continued, but it was nothing more than a blur. All he could feel was the heat of her eyes on him, the way her hand kept finding its way to his cock, her grip tightening each time she touched him. The sound of her laughter as she watched him struggle to keep his composure was like music to his ears.
  282. As they played on, their bodies grew slick with sweat, their movements more and more frantic. The sight of her breasts bouncing freely was like a drug, making his head spin. And the feel of her hand on him, her fingers stroking him, was driving him insane.
  283. At one point when Dan was looking away grabbing a quick drink, she pulled her nipples out of her top just enough and then turned away from him. As she bent down to serve he got the shock of his life seeing his beautiful wife there in front of him with her breasts exposed, the neon pink fabric pushed aside and her large dark areola and pebbled nipples standing at attention. It was a sight that was burned into his brain forever.
  284. His eyes got wide as she played the rest of that volley with her breasts exposed to Dan and anyone that might walk by. The view of her hardened nipples and the way her areola stood out against her tanned skin was more than he could handle. He missed his shot completely, the racquet slipping from his hand and clattering to the floor. She covered back up not wanting to get spotted by anyone else.
  285. "We can't do this here, baby,"
  286. he murmured, his voice hoarse with desire. "But I can't wait another second to feel your breasts again."
  287. With that, he took her hand and practically dragged her to one of the family bathrooms in the corner of the club. Once inside, he locked the door and turned to her, his eyes blazing with passion.
  288. The sight of her in the small, private space, her breasts still peeking out of her bralette, was like a punch to the gut. He couldn't believe this was happening. He had never seen her so wild, so uninhibited.
  289. With trembling hands, he reached out and pulled the stretchy fabric down, exposing her breasts to the cool air. They were even more beautiful than he had imagined, her large areola and hard nipples standing out like beacons of temptation. He couldn’t help himself; he had to touch them. He cupped one in his hand, feeling the weight of it, the softness of her skin.
  290. Her eyes closed in pleasure as he began to knead and squeeze her breasts, his thumb flicking over her sensitive nipples. She moaned, leaning into his touch. He kissed her, his tongue delving into her mouth as he continued to explore her chest.
  291. They stumbled to the shower, their clothes discarded in a hasty pile. The water was cold at first, making her nipples tighten even more. But as the warm spray washed over them, her skin turned a rosy hue, and her breasts grew even more sensitive to his touch.
  292. He pulled her under the spray, the water cascading down her body, her breasts bobbing with the force of the water. He took one in his mouth, sucking hard, feeling her body respond. She gasped, her hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer.
  293. Her hands roamed over his body, her fingers tracing the lines of his back and the curve of his ass. His cock was hard and heavy between them, begging for attention. She reached down, her hand wrapping around his shaft, stroking him in time with the suckling of her breast.
  294. The sound of the water was a constant backdrop to their passionate play, muffling their cries of pleasure. The steam filled the room, making it feel like a private, erotic sanctuary.
  295. He pushed her against the tiles, the water beating down on them, and slid into her, his cock disappearing into her wet warmth. She moaned, her breasts pressing into his chest as he began to move. He took one in his hand again, his thumb teasing her nipple as he pounded into her.
  296. The friction was incredible, her breasts slipping and sliding against his chest with each thrust. He watched in rapture as they moved, the way the water droplets clung to her skin, the way her eyes rolled back in pleasure.
  297. Her hands reached around and grabbed his ass squeezing them with delight. He could feel himself getting closer, his orgasm building with every second. He took her other breast in his mouth, sucking hard as he felt himself reach the edge.
  298. With a roar, he came, his cum spurting into her, the sensation sending him over the edge. He wanted her to have release also so he didn’t stop. He continued to thrust into her, feeling the warmth of his seed mixing with her juices. Her pussy was tightening around his cock with each pulse, and he knew she was close.
  299. Lisa’s eyes shot open, and she looked at him with a fierce need. She began to move her hips, matching his rhythm, her breasts bouncing with each movement. The sight was so erotic that Dan felt his cock swell even more. He increased his pace, his teeth biting down on her neck.
  300. Her moans grew louder, and she threw her head back, arching her back as her orgasm took her. Her nails dug into his skin, and he felt her pussy clench around him as she came. The sensation was so intense that it sent him over the edge once more, his cock jerking inside her as he filled her completely.
  301. They stood there, panting and trembling, the water still beating down on them. He kissed her neck, her shoulder, and finally her mouth, tasting the salt of her sweat and the sweetness of their passion.
  302. When they finally pulled apart, they were both breathless. Dan looked down at her, his eyes filled with love and lust. He reached down and cupped her breasts again, feeling the weight of them in his hands.
  303. “These are perfect,” he murmured, his thumbs brushing over her nipples.
  304. Lisa looked up at him, a soft smile on her face. “Its been wonderful to know how much you love my body” she said.
  305. He nodded, his eyes never leaving her breasts. “Oh I do. And for one final thing, I plan on enjoying the view of them braless in just your athletic top on our way to go pick up the kids. I’m sad the weekend is over but it has been incredible.“ He kissed her again, feeling her body respond to his touch. "But first, let's get cleaned up and head home."
  306. They stepped out of the shower, their bodies glistening with water. Lisa took a towel and began to dry off her breasts, the fabric of the towel clinging to her skin. She watched him watching her, the hunger in his eyes making her feel like the most desired woman in the world.
  307. "You're going to make me want to do it again,"
  308. she said with a laugh, her voice husky with arousal.
  309. He grinned, his eyes never leaving her chest. "I don't think I could ever get enough of you."
  310. They dressed quickly, Lisa pulling on her athletic top without bothering with a bra. The fabric was thin and clung to her skin, making her breasts look even more tantalizing. She knew he was enjoying the view, and it made her feel powerful, sexy, and free.
  311. As they walked out of the club, her breasts bouncing with each step, she felt his hand sneak around to squeeze one gently. She gasped, looking around to make sure no one was watching. He winked at her, his eyes full of mischief.
  312. Once they were in the car, the tension in the air was thick. Dan's gaze kept drifting to her chest, his hand occasionally brushing against her thigh. She knew he was imagining what it would be like to pull the top down and suck her nipples as they drove.
  313. The car was like a cocoon of desire, the outside world fading away as they focused on each other. The hum of the engine and the gentle sway of her breasts was a siren's song, lulling him into a trance of pure need.
  314. As they drove to pick up the kids, his hand found its way to her breast again, his fingers tracing circles around her areola. She gasped, trying to keep her voice steady as she navigated the road.
  315. "What if they see?"
  316. she whispered, her heart racing.
  317. "They won't,"
  318. he assured her, his voice low and seductive. "But if they do, it'll just be a little secret between us."
  319. The thought of their children possibly catching them in the act was terrifying and exhilarating all at once. The risk of discovery added a thrill to their play that neither had ever experienced before.
  320. They arrived at the pick-up point, their bodies still humming with passion. As they waited for the kids, Dan's hand remained on her breast, his thumb stroking her nipple through the fabric. She leaned into his touch, her body aching for more.
  321. When the kids finally appeared, they were both forced to snap out of their erotic daze. They pulled apart, their faces flushed and their breathing ragged. The weekend had been a whirlwind of passion and exploration, a time where they had truly connected in a way that they never had before.
  322. As they drove home, the children chattering away in the backseat, Dan couldn't help but reach over and give her breast one last squeeze. "Thank you for this weekend," he murmured, his voice filled with love and appreciation. "Your breasts are truly amazing."
  323. Lisa blushed, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. "They're yours to enjoy," she said, her voice soft. "Always."
  324. The car ride home was filled with stolen glances and secret touches, the aftermath of a weekend that had changed them both. They knew that their love had grown stronger, their connection deeper. And it was all thanks to her breasts, those glorious, sensitive orbs that had become the focus of their shared passion.
  325. As they pulled into the driveway, she looked over at him, her eyes full of love. "I've never felt more alive," she admitted.
  326. "Me too,"
  327. he said, his voice thick with emotion. "And it's all because of you."
  328. They kissed, a kiss that was full of promise and passion, a kiss that sealed the deal on a weekend they would never forget.
  329. The story of Dan and Lisa's breast-centric weekend came to a close, but the memories lingered. The way she had looked at him, the way she had moaned his name, the feel of her breasts in his hands—it was all burned into his memory, a treasure trove of pleasure that he could revisit whenever he wanted.
  330. And as they walked into the house, their children babbling about their weekend adventures, he knew that this was just the beginning. They had unlocked a new level of intimacy, a place where their love could grow and flourish. And it was all because of her breasts, those beautiful, incredible breasts that had brought them closer than ever before.
  331. A couple weeks later Dan has an idea he wants to share with Lisa. “Hey Lisa, you know how were spent that whole weekend adoring your breasts, well what if we do the same this weekend but spend it adoring your butt? You know how I love seeing your butt. What do you say?”
  332. “Well”, started Lisa, “I did end up feeling a lot more confident about myself after the weekend you focused on my breasts, so why not?” she said with a smile. She had to admit, she had enjoyed the attention, and she knew that Dan was going to enjoy this weekend even more.
  333. The next morning, she woke up early and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. As she bent over to grab the eggs from the fridge, she felt the fabric of her shorts tug against her ass. She knew Dan was watching her, his eyes glued to her round cheeks. She couldn’t help but wiggle them a little, feeling a thrill run through her.
  334. Dan came up behind her, his morning wood pressing against her back. “Good morning to you too,” she said with a giggle, feeling his hands slide over her hips. He leaned down and kissed the back of her neck, his beard tickling her sensitive skin. She felt his hands move down to her butt, cupping it gently. “I can’t wait to get started on our weekend of adoration,” he murmured into her ear, his voice thick with lust.
  335. They sat down to eat, but Dan couldn’t keep his eyes or hands off of her. He reached under the table, squeezing and caressing her ass with every opportunity he got. She squirmed in her seat, her pussy growing wetter with each touch.
  336. After breakfast, they decided to go for a hike. Lisa wore a pair of tight yoga shorts that accentuated her ass, leaving little to the imagination. Every step she took, her butt cheeks clenched together and then bounced apart again. Dan’s eyes never left her, his cock straining against his pants.
  337. The trail was steep, and she had to use her hands to balance herself. As she climbed, her shorts would ride up, giving him glimpses of her pink, round ass. She could feel his gaze on her, and it made her even more turned on.
  338. Once they reached the top, they stopped to catch their breath. He stepped closer to her, his hands sliding around to cup her ass again. He pulled her against him, and she could feel his hardness through his pants.
  339. “I need you now,” he groaned, his voice urgent.
  340. They found a secluded spot behind a large boulder, where they could have some privacy. She turned around and looked at him, her chest heaving with excitement. He dropped to his knees and kissed her butt, his tongue tracing the lines of her cheeks.
  341. Her pussy was throbbing, and she could feel her juices running down her thighs. She reached back and grabbed his hair, pushing him closer to her. He took the hint and began to lick and kiss her ass, his beard tickling her sensitive skin.
  342. It was a sensation she had never felt before, and it was driving her wild. She moaned, her body trembling with need. He stood up and pulled her shorts down, leaving her completely exposed. He spread her cheeks and kissed her again, this time pressing his tongue against her tight, pink hole.
  343. The sensation was overwhelming, and she felt herself getting closer to the edge. “I’m going to come!” she gasped.
  344. “Not yet,” he said, his voice firm. He slid two fingers into her pussy, pumping them in and out as he continued to kiss her ass.
  345. The combination of his tongue on her asshole and his fingers in her pussy was too much, and she came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
  346. They decided to continue their day at the beach. Lisa wore a skimpy thong bikini that barely covered her ass. The strings of the thong dug into her cheeks, making them even more prominent.
  347. As they laid out their towels, Dan couldn’t help but admire the view. Her ass looked like two perfect scoops of vanilla ice cream, begging to be licked. He spread sunscreen over her back, his hands lingering on her butt.
  348. “What are you doing?” she asked, turning around.
  349. “Making sure you don’t get sunburned,” he said with a smirk.
  350. He massaged the sunscreen into her skin, his thumbs sliding into the crack of her ass. She moaned and leaned into his touch, her pussy throbbing with desire.
  351. They spent the afternoon playing in the water, their bodies glistening in the sun. As they frolicked in the waves, Lisa's butt was on full display, the strings of her bikini bottom disappearing into the crack of her cheeks, leaving nothing to the imagination. Dan couldn't help but stare, his cock growing harder with every glimpse of her smooth, round ass.
  352. As they dried off, he couldn't resist reaching out to squeeze one of her cheeks, his hand lingering on the warm, soft flesh. She giggled, looking over her shoulder at him, and he could see the lust in her eyes. "Let's go back to the room," she whispered, her voice a siren's call.
  353. Once they were back in the hotel, she turned to him, her eyes dark with desire. "I want you to worship me," she said, her voice low and seductive. She dropped to her knees, her ass in the air, and began to strip off her bikini.
  354. He took his time, admiring every inch of her as she revealed herself to him. Her ass was perfect—plump and round, begging to be touched, licked, and fucked. He stepped closer, his cock bobbing in front of him, and she spread her legs wider, giving him an even better view.
  355. He reached out, his hand shaking slightly with anticipation. He caressed her cheek, feeling the heat of her skin under his touch. She moaned, her body responding to his touch. He leaned in, his beard brushing against her skin, and kissed the soft mound of her ass. She arched her back, pushing her butt closer to his face.
  356. His tongue traced the line between her cheeks, finding her tight little asshole. He licked it gently, and she gasped, her hand shooting back to grip his hair. "More," she demanded, and he was only too happy to oblige.
  357. He licked and kissed her ass, exploring every inch of her sensitive skin. He spread her cheeks apart with his hands, his tongue delving into her tight hole, tasting her sweetness. She was squirming now, her body begging for more.
  358. He stood up and slid his cock into her pussy, filling her up completely. She was so wet, so tight, and he knew she was close to coming again. He began to thrust into her, his eyes never leaving her ass. Her cheeks bounced with every movement, and he couldn't help but reach down to slap them lightly.
  359. The sound of his hand meeting her flesh echoed through the room, mixing with their moans of pleasure. She pushed back into him, meeting his every thrust, her ass slapping against his thighs. The sight was so erotic that he felt his orgasm building, his balls tightening.
  360. But he didn't want it to end yet. He pulled out and turned her over, her legs in the air. He spread her cheeks and slid his cock into her pussy again, but this time, his eyes never left hers.
  361. They stared at each other, their bodies joined, as they fucked with an intensity that left them both breathless. He watched as her breasts bounced in time with his thrusts, her eyes never leaving his. It was a moment of pure connection, their love and lust intertwined like the most intricate of knots.
  362. As they reached their climax, their bodies tightened, their cries of pleasure mingling in the air. He came deep inside her, filling her up, and she came with him, her body shaking with the power of her orgasm.
  363. They lay there, panting and sweaty, their hearts racing. He leaned down and kissed her ass, feeling the aftershocks of pleasure still rippling through her body.
  364. "Thank you,"
  365. she murmured, her voice thick with emotion. "That was amazing."
  366. He grinned, feeling more in love with her than ever before. "It's just the beginning," he promised. "We have an entire weekend to adore your beautiful butt."
  367. Their weekend was a blur of sensation and passion, each moment more intense than the last. They took long showers where he washed every inch of her body, paying special attention to her ass. He lathered her up, his hands sliding over her curves, his cock growing hard against her cheeks.
  368. They had sex in every position imaginable, each one highlighting her delicious ass in a new and exciting way. From doggy style to reverse cowgirl, Dan couldn’t get enough of her cheeks spread around his cock, the way her ass bobbed and swayed with every thrust. Lisa’s moans grew louder with each touch, her body responding to his unbridled adoration.
  369. One evening, they decided to go out for dinner at a fancy restaurant. Lisa picked out a dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, the fabric so thin that her ass looked like it was painted on. As they sat across from each other, Dan’s eyes couldn’t help but drift down to her lap, where her ass was just visible beneath the table.
  370. Throughout the meal, he reached under the table, his hand caressing her thigh, inching closer and closer to her ass. She squirmed in her seat, her cheeks flushing at the thought of someone catching them. But the thrill of possibly getting caught only made it hotter.
  371. When they got home, they didn’t even bother with dessert. They headed straight to the bedroom, where Dan’s eyes feasted on her ass as she bent over to unzip her dress. It fell to the floor, revealing her bare, round ass, glowing in the soft light of the bedside lamp.
  372. He couldn’t resist the urge to smack it, the sound echoing through the room. Lisa gasped and turned to look at him, her eyes smoldering with lust. “Again,” she whispered, her voice a siren’s call.
  373. He smacked her harder, watching the flesh ripple and bounce. She reached back and grabbed her cheeks, spreading them apart for him. He leaned in, his beard tickling her skin, and licked her from her pussy to her asshole. She moaned, her legs trembling.
  374. He stood up and slammed his cock into her, her ass jiggling with every thrust. She screamed his name, her nails digging into the bed sheets. He watched himself disappear into her, his cock coated in her juices. The sight was almost too much to handle, and he came with a roar, his cum spilling into her.
  375. The next day, they decided to stay in and watch movies. But it wasn’t long before the film on the screen was forgotten. Lisa sat on Dan’s lap, her legs straddling him, her ass in his face. He kissed and licked her cheeks, his tongue sliding between them to tease her asshole. She squirmed, her pussy grinding against his cock.
  376. They ended up on the floor, her ass in the air, as he licked and fingered her. She was so wet, so ready for him, that he slid into her easily. He fucked her slow and deep, his eyes never leaving her ass. She moaned, her voice a symphony of pleasure, as she came all over his cock.
  377. The weekend was filled with moments like this, each one more intimate than the last. They discovered new ways to enjoy each other’s bodies, their love growing stronger with every shared moan.
  378. And when it was over, they lay in bed, their limbs tangled together, their breaths slowing. Lisa turned to him, her eyes soft with satisfaction. “Thank you for making me feel so beautiful,” she murmured.
  379. Dan kissed her, his hand resting on her ass. “You are beautiful, all of you,” he said. “But your ass... it’s like a work of art.”
  380. They fell asleep with smiles on their faces, their love for each other deeper and more profound than ever before. And they knew that this weekend of adoration was only the beginning of a lifetime of passion and exploration.
  381. The next day Lisa suggested, “What if I go try on various underwear and swimwear at Victoria Secret. I’ll come out and show off each one to you and you can tell me what you think.”
  382. Dan’s eyes lit up with excitement. He had never been allowed to do something so naughty in public before. “You’re going to be the hottest person in that store,” he said, his voice filled with lust.
  383. “I’ll make sure of it,” she said with a wink.
  384. They drove to the mall, and Lisa strutted into the lingerie store with a sense of power and excitement. She had always felt a little self-conscious about her body, but with Dan’s encouragement, she was starting to see herself in a new light. She picked out a selection of thongs and bikinis that showcased her ass in the most flattering way possible.
  385. One by one, she tried them on in the fitting room, each one revealing more of her beautiful curves than the last. She tied on bras and bikini tops as well so Dan would get to feast his eyes on all of her, but especially her butt.
  386. The first one she came out with was a simple black thong with a lace trim, the kind that could pass for a regular pair of underwear if it weren't for the way it hugged her cheeks so tightly. She spun around, her ass cheeks perfectly framed by the thin strip of fabric. Her butt looked like a work of art, sculpted to perfection. In the front, they way it hugged her pussy, leaving a faint wet spot, was driving him crazy. He couldn’t resist reaching out to squeeze one cheek, feeling the warmth and softness of her flesh under his palm. Her top was a matching lacy bra that barely contained her large areola, leaving her nipples poking through the fabric.
  387. Next, she came out in a red thong with a g-string back that barely covered her anus. Her ass looked like it was begging to be taken, the fabric cutting into her cheeks, making them look even more pronounced. He could see the wetness seeping through the fabric, and it was all he could do not to push her down to the floor and take her right there. The top she paired it with was a see-through lacy bra, her large, sensitive nipples clearly visible through the mesh. She knew she looked like a sex goddess, and she loved the way his eyes devoured her.
  388. The third outfit was a blue thong that had a string of beads hanging from the back, each one resting against her asshole. It was a little more daring than the others, and she watched his eyes widen as she turned around to show him. The beads added a little something extra to the outfit, making it more playful and naughty. The top was a strapless bra that pushed her breasts up and out, the large areolae on full display. She knew he was imagining those beads sliding into her ass as she walked away from him, and it was making him rock hard.
  389. The fourth outfit was a sheer, black lace number with a thong so thin it was practically invisible. Her ass looked like it was on display, and she knew he could see every detail through the delicate material. She bent over, her cheeks spreading slightly, giving him a peek at her tight pink hole. She could see his cock twitch in his pants, and she felt a thrill of power knowing she had this effect on him. The bra she wore was a balconette style, the lace cups leaving her nipples exposed and begging for his mouth.
  390. For the fifth outfit, she went for something a little more extreme. It was a leather thong with metal studs all over the back, the kind that would leave an imprint on her skin. The studs lined up her crack, making it look like it was on fire. The top was a leather harness, the straps crisscrossing over her breasts, leaving her nipples and areola fully exposed. She watched as his eyes went dark with desire, his hand moving to adjust his erection.
  391. And for the grand finale, she came out in a barely-there white thong with a rhinestone-studded 'P' on the back, standing for 'property'. The string was so thin it was practically non-existent. Her ass was completely exposed, and he could see the wetness glistening on her skin. The top was a crop top with a deep V, showing off her flat stomach and the bottom of her breasts. She twirled around, making the rhinestones sparkle in the light.
  392. Each outfit she modeled for him brought a new wave of desire crashing over them. They were lost in their own little world of lust, their eyes speaking volumes as they stared at each other. They had never felt this connected, this raw and exposed, and it was intoxicating.
  393. Later that day Dan decided to give her a massage. He setup the table and dimmed the lights. Lisa lay face down, her heart racing with anticipation. He began by rubbing warm oil into her back, his strong hands moving in slow circles. His touch was firm yet gentle, easing the tension out of her muscles. But it was when he reached her ass that she really felt the heat. He started with her lower back, moving up to the base of her spine. He worked his way outward, his thumbs pressing into the muscles on either side of her spine, releasing the knots she hadn’t even realized she had.
  394. Then, he slid his hands down to her waist, his fingers brushing the top of her thong. She could feel his breath hot on her skin as he leaned in closer. He gripped her hips, his thumbs tracing the line of her underwear, teasing her, making her squirm. He didn’t say a word, but she knew what he was thinking. He wanted her, all of her. And she was more than willing to give it to him.
  395. He slid her thong down, exposing her bare ass to the cool air. She gasped, feeling vulnerable and exposed, but also incredibly turned on. His hands were like magic, sliding over her curves, his thumbs pressing into the tight muscles of her ass cheeks. She could feel his cock growing harder against her leg as he massaged her, and she knew he was just as turned on as she was.
  396. He spread her cheeks apart, his thumbs tracing her asshole. She moaned, her body begging for more. He leaned in, his hot breath on her skin, and kissed her ass. She moaned louder, arching her back, pushing herself into his mouth. He kissed and licked her, his beard tickling her sensitive flesh. He slid one finger into her pussy, and she was so wet, it was like she was begging for it. He stroked her g-spot, his other hand squeezing and massaging her ass.
  397. She knew Dan was enjoying this a lot. She asked him to go sit in the chair while she turned on some music that had a good beat. She walked away from him, her bare ass wiggling with every step she took. She turned on a playlist full of songs that had a good tempo to twerks to.
  398. As the bass dropped, Lisa began to move. She started with a slow, sensual dance, her hips swaying to the rhythm. She knew that the anticipation was killing him, so she took her time, letting the music build. She could feel his eyes on her, watching every move she made.
  399. And then, with a sudden burst of energy, she dropped it low. Her ass bounced up and down, her cheeks jiggling in time with the beat. She could see his cock strain against his pants, and she knew she had him right where she wanted him.
  400. With a wink over her shoulder, she turned around and faced him, her ass still moving in a mesmerizing motion. She began to twerks for him, her cheeks clapping together with every bounce. She had never felt so alive, so powerful. It was like she had discovered a part of herself that she had never known existed.
  401. He watched in amazement, his cock growing harder with every move she made. Her ass was a thing of beauty, a testament to her sensuality and the depth of their connection. She was his, all of her, and he couldn’t believe she was doing this just for him.
  402. The room was filled with the sound of her ass smacking against her thighs, the sight of her cheeks bouncing in the dim light. She could feel the heat between her legs, the wetness growing with every beat of the music.
  403. And then, she turned around again, her eyes locked on his. She straddled his lap, her ass in his face, her pussy grinding against his cock. He groaned, his hands reaching up to grab her hips, to pull her closer. She continued to twerks, her ass sliding up and down his cock, teasing him, driving him wild.
  404. The music was their heartbeat, the rhythm of their desire. She could feel the tension building in him, the way he bucked his hips up into her. She knew he was close, and she wanted to give him what he needed.
  405. With a final, desperate thrust, she reached back and pulled her thong to the side, her wet pussy sliding down his cock. He groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head as she began to ride him. Her ass bounced in his face, her pussy taking him in deep, her juices coating his cock.
  406. They moved together, their bodies a blur of passion and need. The music was their guide, the beat of their hearts their symphony. And when they came, it was like a crescendo, their bodies shaking with the power of their climax.
  407. They collapsed into each other’s arms, their hearts racing, their breaths coming in gasps. They had never felt so close, so connected. It was like they had discovered a new part of themselves, a part that was raw and uninhibited.
  408. They lay there, panting, the music still playing in the background. She could feel his cock slowly softening inside her, and she knew that this was just the beginning of a weekend that would change them forever.
  409. The next day, they decided to take things outside. They went to a park early in the morning. Lisa wore a tight pair of thin black yoga pants that accentuated her ass, especially with no panties on, and a loose tank top that showed off her large, sensitive areola. She thought she would surprise Dan by him seeing her yoga pants become semi-sheer when she started the stretching.
  410. She asked him to help her with a few poses, her ass sticking out in a way that made his mouth water. He stepped behind her, his hands on her hips, guiding her into downward dog. The fabric of her yoga pants stretched tight across her cheeks, showing the faint outline of her asshole and making his cock throb with need.
  411. They moved through a series of poses, each one showcasing her ass in a new and tantalizing way. He watched as she bent over, her pants pulling tight across her, the fabric growing damp with her arousal. She could feel his eyes on her, and it only made her more excited. She arched her back, her ass high in the air, and he couldn’t resist the urge to lean in and kiss it.
  412. His lips met her skin, and she moaned, her body quivering with pleasure. He kissed her again, harder this time, his teeth grazing her cheek. She pushed back into him, her pussy grinding against his cock. He slid his hand down the back of her pants, his fingers finding her wetness, her clit swollen and begging for his touch.
  413. He knew they had to be careful. Even though it was early in the morning, they were in a public place. He just stared at her as she continued to stretch. His mind wandering to his appreciation of her body.
  414. Suddenly, Dan’s mind wandered to a new idea, one that would take their weekend of ass worship to new heights. He decided to purchase a butt plug, a sleek, black device that would serve as a constant reminder of their erotic focus. He knew that the thought of her wearing it in public would drive him wild, the secret between them adding an illicit thrill to their every move.
  415. The plug was a masterful combination of form and function, with a flared base that would ensure it stayed in place and a smooth, tapered shaft that would ease its insertion. The material was silicone, velvety to the touch and designed to warm to the temperature of her body, becoming a part of her very essence. The tip was adorned with a shimmering crystal, a jewel nestled between her cheeks that would be a silent declaration of her sexuality and their shared passion.
  416. The morning of their adventure dawned bright and early. Lisa was unsure of what the day would hold, but the excitement was palpable in the air. Dan presented her with the butt plug, his eyes shining with excitement. She took it from him, her hand trembling slightly as she held the toy that would soon be a part of her.
  417. “I want you to wear this under your skirt today,” he said, his voice low and gruff with desire. “Every time you move, every time you sit down, I want you to feel it inside you, filling you up, reminding you that your ass is mine to adore and cherish.”
  418. Lisa looked at him, a mix of trepidation and excitement in her eyes. She had never worn anything like this in public before, but the thrill of the unknown was intoxicating. She nodded, and with shaking hands, she slid the plug into place. The sensation was strange at first, but as she grew accustomed to the fullness, she found that it was incredibly arousing.
  419. The skirt she chose was short, just long enough to cover the base of the plug, but every step she took sent a jolt of pleasure through her body. She felt exposed, vulnerable, and incredibly sexy. She knew that every move she made, every subtle shift of her hips, was a declaration of their love and lust for each other.
  420. They went to a café for brunch, her ass plugged and both of them acutely aware of it. She ordered a waffle with fresh berries and cream, a dish that she knew would be a delicious parallel to the sensations she was feeling. As she sat, the plug pushed against her insides, the pressure delicious. She squirmed in her seat, the fabric of her skirt rubbing against her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her body.
  421. Dan couldn’t keep his eyes off her. Every time she leaned over to take a bite of her food, her ass cheeks parted slightly, giving him a glimpse of the plug nestled within her. He had to fight the urge to reach over and caress her, to remind her of what was happening between her legs.
  422. They talked, their conversation a mix of mundane and erotic. Every time she took a bite, she would moan slightly, the sensation of the plug in her ass heightening her pleasure. He watched as she played with the crystal base, her hand sliding it back and forth, making the plug move inside her.
  423. The rest of the day was a blur of public encounters and private moments of passion. They walked through the park, her ass jiggling slightly with each step, the plug a constant presence in her thoughts. They went shopping, her every move a dance of desire, the plug reminding her of the erotic weekend they were sharing.
  424. In the store, she bent over to look at a shelf, her skirt riding up to expose the base of the plug. He watched as other shoppers walked by, oblivious to the sexual thrill that was playing out before them. He stepped closer, whispering in her ear, telling her how much he wanted to fuck her right there, how much he loved watching her ass as she moved.
  425. Lisa felt like a goddess, her body a playground for their shared desires. She had never felt so desired, so cherished. The weekend was a celebration of her sexuality, and she reveled in every moment.
  426. The climax of their adventure came when they went to a crowded movie theater. She chose a skirt that barely covered the plug, the fabric teasing the base as she walked. The theater was dim, and they found a seat in the back row. He reached over, his hand sliding under her skirt, his fingers finding her wetness.
  427. He began to stroke her clit, the vibrations from the plug inside her setting her body alight. She bit her lip, trying to keep quiet as the movie played out before them, her eyes locked on the screen even as her mind was consumed by the sensations coursing through her body.
  428. The theater was crowded, but they had found a secluded spot in the back row, where they could indulge in their secret without fear of being caught. She felt his hand move to the base of the plug, gently squeezing it, sending waves of pleasure through her. She could feel her pussy clench around it, the need for release building.
  429. The plot of the movie was forgotten as she focused on the dance of his fingers. He pushed the plug in deeper, the pressure against her g-spot making her gasp. He whispered sweet nothings into her ear, his breath hot and heavy, his other hand slipping under her shirt to caress her breasts.
  430. Her nipples hardened under his touch, the fabric of her shirt damp with her desire. She leaned into him, her body arching as the pressure built. She knew she couldn’t hold back much longer, the sensation of the plug and his fingers too much to handle.
  431. Suddenly, she felt his cock, hard and insistent, pressing against her thigh. She reached down and unzipped his pants, her hand wrapping around his shaft. He groaned, the sound lost in the din of the theater.
  432. With the plug in her ass and his cock in her hand, they were a symphony of need, their bodies speaking a language that only they understood. She stroked him in time with the movements of the plug, her breath hitching every time he hit just the right spot.
  433. The movie continued to play out on the screen, but their own personal show was far more interesting. The tension grew, their bodies tight with desire, their movements synchronized in their quest for release.
  434. And then, it hit her, a orgasm that seemed to come from nowhere, her body convulsing with pleasure. She could feel her pussy spasm around the plug, her juices coating his fingers. She came hard, her moan lost in the darkness of the theater.
  435. He followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing in her hand, his cum spurting out to cover her fingers. They sat there, panting, their hearts racing, their bodies covered in a sheen of sweat.
  436. The plug remained in place, a silent reminder of their shared passion. They watched the rest of the movie, their hands exploring each other's bodies, their kisses growing more frantic with every passing moment.
  437. As the credits rolled and the lights came up, they looked at each other, their eyes filled with love and lust. The weekend had been a revelation, a journey into a new realm of intimacy. And it was all thanks to her ass, the part of her body that had been the focus of their erotic odyssey.
  438. They walked out of the theater, her skirt still riding high, the plug still nestled inside her. The world outside was oblivious to the passion that had just played out within the walls of the darkened room.
  439. They decided to end their weekend with a trip to the beach. Lisa wore a thong bikini, her ass cheeks barely contained by the thin strip of fabric. Dan couldn’t take his eyes off her, his cock hardening at the sight of her.
  440. They set up their towels and spread out, her ass on full display. She laid on her stomach, her cheeks spread slightly, the fabric of her bikini disappearing between them. He watched as she applied sunscreen, her hands gliding over her skin, her ass glowing with the slick lotion.
  441. He couldn’t resist the temptation. He leaned in and kissed her ass, his tongue tracing the line of her crack. She giggled, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. He pulled her thong aside, exposing her pink, puckered hole to the sun.
  442. Without a word, he took the plug and slid it into her, watching as she squirmed with pleasure. She looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
  443. “I want you to wear this out here in public with your butt on full display. If you can do that, tonight I’ll leave it in while we have sex and you can feel extra full.” Dan challenged.
  444. Lisa felt a thrill run through her. She had never been so daring before, but the weekend had brought out a side of her she never knew existed. She nodded, excitement lacing her voice, “Okay, I’ll do it.”
  445. He handed her a string bikini, the fabric so thin it was almost non-existent. She slipped it on, the material clinging to her skin like a second layer of paint. The thong was barely a whisper between her cheeks, showcasing the fullness of her ass. She looked at herself in the mirror, her heart racing with anticipation. She had always been self-conscious about her body, but now, she felt empowered.
  446. They arrived at the beach, the sun high in the sky. Lisa’s pulse quickened as she walked towards the water, her bare ass on display. The sand was hot under her feet, the breeze whispering across her skin. She felt like a sex goddess, and she knew every eye was on her.
  447. Dan couldn’t keep his hands to himself. He grabbed her waist, pulling her closer, his fingers digging into her flesh. He whispered sweet nothings into her ear, his breath hot and heavy with desire. She felt his cock pressing against her, and she knew he was just as turned on as she was.
  448. They played in the waves, her ass bobbing up and down as she swam. Each time she surfaced, she caught his gaze, the hunger in his eyes making her wet. They played beach volleyball, her ass bouncing with every jump. She felt the plug inside her, a constant reminder of her weekend of ass worship.
  449. As the day grew hotter, they decided to retreat to their beach towels. Dan laid on his stomach, his eyes never leaving her ass. She sat down, her legs spread, the fabric of her bikini thong pulled tight. He reached out and traced the line of her cheek with his finger, the heat from his touch making her squirm.
  450. She had enough, she wanted to go home and have Dan give her the roughest sex she had ever had with her plug still in. “Dan, take me home right now!” She demanded.
  451. He looked at her, surprised by the urgency in her voice but knew better than to argue. He grabbed their things and they headed back to their car. The drive home was a blur of anticipation. Every bump in the road made the plug shift inside her, sending waves of pleasure through her body.
  452. Once they were home, she couldn’t even wait to get to the bedroom. She pushed him against the wall, her hands fumbling with his zipper. He kissed her deeply, his hands on her hips, pulling her closer. She could feel his hard cock pressing into her stomach, and she knew she needed him inside her.
  453. He picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist, and carried her to the couch. He sat down and positioned her on top of him, her ass still plugged and her pussy aching for his cock. She slammed down onto him, the sensation of being filled in both holes was more than she could handle.
  454. Her ass cheeks were red and swollen from the plug, and she felt the pressure of his cock pushing against the plug with every thrust. It was like nothing she had ever felt before, and she loved it. She threw her head back, her moans echoing through the house.
  455. He grabbed her hips and fucked her hard, his hands moving to her breasts, squeezing them roughly. She leaned back, her hands on his shoulders for support, her ass bouncing up and down on his cock. The friction was unbearable, and she knew she was going to cum again.
  456. Her pussy tightened around him, and she could feel the beginnings of another orgasm building. She leaned forward and whispered into his ear, “I’m going to cum, baby. I’m going to cum on your cock with this plug inside me.”
  457. The words were like gasoline on a fire, and he fucked her even harder, his hips pistoning up into her. She threw her head back and screamed as she came, her pussy convulsing around him. He followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing inside her, filling her up with his hot seed.
  458. They collapsed onto the couch, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. They lay there, panting, their hearts racing. The plug was still in her, a symbol of their love and desire for each other.
  459. They had pushed the boundaries of their sexual exploration, and she had never felt more alive, more desired. The weekend had been a revelation, a journey into a world of passion and pleasure that she never knew existed.
  460. That night was the end of their weekend of ass adoration so Dan chose it to spend giving her a bath and just caressing and caring for her ass that he had come to love so much.
  461. The water in the bathtub was hot and steaming, filled with a luxurious bubble bath that smelled faintly of lavender. Lisa stepped in carefully, her body still sensitive from their day of adventure. She sank down into the water, letting out a contented sigh as the warmth enveloped her.
  462. Dan watched her, his eyes lingering on her ass as it disappeared beneath the bubbles. He picked up a soft, spongy loofah and began to wash her body, his movements slow and deliberate. He started at her shoulders, moving down her back, and over the curves of her waist. But it was her ass that called to him, that begged for his attention.
  463. He knelt beside the tub, the water splashing against his chest as he leaned in. He began to massage her ass cheeks, his thumbs pressing into the flesh, working out any knots or tension. Lisa leaned back against him, her eyes closed, her body relaxing under his touch.
  464. He slid the loofah over her skin, the bubbles popping and releasing the sweet scent of lavender into the air. His hands moved in slow, sensual circles, exploring every inch of her ass. He took his time, savoring every moment.
  465. Lisa felt his cock pressing against her back, his arousal evident even through the water. She reached behind her and grabbed his hand, guiding it to her pussy. He slipped two fingers inside her, his thumb brushing against the base of the plug.
  466. The sensation was intense, the water making her even more sensitive. She moaned, her body arching as he began to pump his fingers in and out of her. She could feel her orgasm building, her ass clenching around the plug.
  467. Dan leaned in and kissed her neck, his teeth grazing her skin. He whispered sweet nothings into her ear, telling her how much he loved her, how much he loved her ass. She shivered with pleasure, her body responding to his words.
  468. He slid the plug out of her, the water making it slick and easy to move. She gasped, the sudden emptiness making her want more. He replaced it with his fingers, his thumb pressing against her g-spot as he curled them inside her.
  469. Her moans grew louder, filling the bathroom. He added another finger, stretching her even further. The sensation was incredible, the combination of his fingers and the warm water sending her over the edge.
  470. Her orgasm washed over her, her body convulsing in pleasure. She came hard, her juices mixing with the water. Dan removed his hand and leaned back, watching her as she rode out the waves of pleasure.
  471. They lay there in the tub, the water growing cold around them, their bodies entwined. They had reached a new level of intimacy, a place where their love was expressed in the most primal of ways.
  472. The next Friday when they woke up, the weekend was over but Dan planted a seed, what about some weekend you adore a part of me?
  473. Lisa looked at him and said with a grin, "But of course, darling. What part of you would you like me to adore?"
  474. Dan looked at her with a mischievous glint in his eye and said, "I want a weekend dedicated to my penis and balls."
  475. Lisa felt a thrill run through her body. She had always loved Dan's penis, the way it filled her up and brought her to new heights of pleasure. She had never focused solely on it before, but the idea was incredibly tempting.
  476. "Alright,"
  477. she said, her voice husky with excitement. "This weekend, it's all about you."
  478. They decided to start with a morning blowjob. Lisa took his penis into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin. She could feel him getting harder, his breath coming in shallow gasps. She sucked him deep, her cheeks hollowing out as she took him all the way in.
  479. His hands tangled in her hair, guiding her movements as she pleasured him. She could feel his balls tightening, and she knew he was getting close. She took them into her mouth, one at a time, rolling them around with her tongue.
  480. Dan's moans grew louder, his hips bucking as he came, his cum filling her mouth. She swallowed every drop, her eyes never leaving his. The taste was salty and bitter, but it was all she could think about as she cleaned him up.
  481. They decided to move to the bedroom, the setting for many of their past sexual adventures. The sheets were already turned down, a hint of the passionate night that lay ahead. Lisa straddled him, her pussy dripping with desire. She took his cock in her hand and began to stroke it, her movements slow and deliberate.
  482. He watched her, his eyes hooded with lust, as she brought him back to full erection. She leaned down and took him into her mouth again, her lips sliding over his shaft. He groaned, his hands finding her breasts, squeezing them gently. The contrast between her soft mouth and firm grip was driving him wild.
  483. Lisa looked up at him, her eyes gleaming. She knew exactly what he wanted. She climbed off him and grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand. She lubed her hand and began to massage his balls, her thumb tracing the sensitive skin behind them. He arched his back, the pleasure intense.
  484. With her other hand, she began to stroke his cock, her movements growing faster and faster. She could feel the tension in his body, his muscles tightening as he approached climax. She didn’t stop, her hand a blur of motion, her mouth moving in sync with her hand.
  485. And then, it hit him, an orgasm so intense it took his breath away. His cum shot out, hitting her in the face and chest. She didn’t flinch, her eyes never leaving his, as she continued to stroke him, milking every last drop from his cock.
  486. They lay there, panting, their bodies tangled together. Lisa leaned over and kissed him, sharing the taste of him with him. They had never felt so connected, so in tune with each other's desires.
  487. The weekend was just beginning, and they had so much more planned. Dan had always loved watching Lisa play with herself, so they decided to incorporate that into their worship of his penis. She sat on the edge of the bed, her legs spread wide. She took his cock in her hand and began to rub it against her clit, her eyes never leaving his.
  488. He watched, his own arousal growing as she pleasured herself. Her hand moved faster, her breathing growing ragged. He could feel his cock growing harder with every stroke, her wetness coating him. She leaned back, her breasts bouncing as she reached for her vibrator.
  489. The sight of her with his cock in her hand and the vibrator on her clit was too much for him to bear. He took her hand and guided her to his balls, showing her how to massage them while she played with herself. She moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head.
  490. He took over, his hand working in tandem with the vibrator, her juices coating his hand. She was so wet, so ready, and he couldn’t wait to be inside her. He slammed into her, her pussy tight and hot around him.
  491. Her moans grew louder, filling the room as she came again. She threw her head back, her breasts bouncing as he pounded into her, her hand never leaving his balls. He felt his orgasm building, the pressure growing until he couldn’t hold back anymore.
  492. With a roar, he came, his cum filling her up as she continued to massage his balls. They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies sticky with sweat and cum. The weekend was going to be one they would never forget.
  493. They decided to try something new for dinner, cooking a meal that was as sensual as their lovemaking. They made steak with a rich, creamy sauce and rosemary potatoes. As they ate, their eyes never leaving each other's, they discussed the rest of their weekend plans.
  494. Lisa had always wanted to try a blowjob with food, so they decided to give it a go. She took a mouthful of the creamy sauce and leaned over, her mouth closing around his cock. He groaned as she sucked him deep, the sauce mixing with her saliva to create a delicious treat for his taste buds.
  495. They even tried things not involving coming but still involving his penis.
  496. Lisa had a surprise for him, something she had picked up during her lunch break at a naughty lingerie store. She presented him with a cock ring, a sleek black band with a touch of silver, and a pair of underwear that was more of a promise than a garment. It was a jockstrap, but instead of the usual fabric that covered his ass, it was made of a mesh that left nothing to the imagination. His ass cheeks would be visible, his balls hanging in their cradle, and the ring would frame his cock like a crown jewel.
  497. Dan's eyes widened as he took in the sight. He had never worn anything like this before, but the excitement in Lisa's eyes made him want to try it on. He slid off his pants and underwear, his cock standing at attention. She took the ring and slid it onto his cock, watching as it grew even harder.
  498. The feeling was strange, but arousing. The pressure was just right, a gentle squeeze that made him feel like he could come at any moment. He stepped into the jockstrap, the mesh caressing his skin. It was like nothing he had ever felt before, a mix of vulnerability and power.
  499. Lisa took a step back, her eyes drinking in the sight of him. He was beautiful, her man, her lover, her canvas for the weekend. She took a deep breath and reached out, her hand caressing his cock through the mesh. He gasped, the fabric adding a layer of sensation that was driving him wild.
  500. They decided to go out for a walk, his penis on full display for her eyes only. She loved the way it looked, the way it jerked with every step he took. She couldn't help but reach out and touch it, her hand brushing against the ring, sending sparks of pleasure through him.
  501. They walked through the park, the sun setting behind them, casting long shadows across the path. Lisa could feel the eyes of other women on him, but she didn't care. This was their weekend, their time to explore each other in a way they never had before.
  502. When they got home, they were both buzzing with anticipation. Lisa led him to the bedroom and told him to lay down. She slithered out of her clothes, her breasts swaying with every movement. She climbed onto the bed, straddling his chest, her pussy just above his mouth.
  503. "This weekend is all about you,"
  504. she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "But I want to show you how much I love you with my mouth."
  505. With that, she lowered herself onto his face, his cock nestled between her ass cheeks. He could feel her wetness against his skin, her pussy pulsing with need. He eagerly licked and kissed her, his tongue delving deep inside her.
  506. Her moans grew louder, her hips rocking back and forth as he pleasured her. She reached back and began to stroke his cock, her hand slipping in and out of the jockstrap. He could feel the fabric against his skin, a delicious friction that had him on the edge.
  507. Suddenly, she stopped, her hand still wrapped around his shaft. She leaned down and whispered, "Let's switch."
  508. Dan looked at her, his eyes glazed with lust. He didn't need to be told twice. He slid the ring off and handed it to her, watching as she slipped it onto her own finger, the silver glinting in the low light.
  509. They switched positions, her pussy now above his mouth, his cock in her line of sight. She took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head. He groaned, the feeling of her mouth combined with the pressure from the ring was unbelievable.
  510. Their bodies moved together, a dance of love and lust. She moaned around his cock, her ass bobbing up and down as she rode his face. He could feel her getting closer, her body tensing with each pass of his tongue.
  511. And then, she came, her juices flooding his mouth as she ground against his face. He swallowed, his own cock begging for release. But he held back, wanting to make sure she had her fill first.
  512. They continued like this, switching positions, exploring each other's bodies. They didn't need to speak, their desires laid bare for the other to see and feel. Each touch, each kiss, each suck and lick was a declaration of love and lust.
  513. The next day, Lisa woke up with a devilish smile. She had a plan, one that would drive Dan to the brink of ecstasy and keep him there all morning. She slithered out of bed, her body a whisper of skin and shadow in the early morning light. She grabbed a bottle of edible lube and a cock ring, the same one from the night before, and made her way back to him.
  514. He stirred as she slid into bed, her cool skin pressing against his warm body. She leaned over and kissed him, her hand sliding down to his cock. It was already half hard, a testament to his desire for her. She lubed him up, her hand moving in slow, torturous strokes.
  515. "Today,"
  516. she whispered, her breath hot against his ear, "today I'm going to edge you until you can't take it anymore."
  517. Dan's eyes shot open, his cock twitching in anticipation. He knew what that meant—hours of exquisite torment, his body begging for release that she would only grant after lunch. She slid the ring back onto his cock, the pressure making it throb.
  518. They started the day with a leisurely breakfast, Lisa's hand never far from his cock. She would stroke him lightly, then stop, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she took a bite of toast. She had him hard and desperate, his body aching for more.
  519. After breakfast, she led him around the house on a leash attached to the harness she had put on him. He followed her, his cock bobbing with every step, as she went about her morning chores. She made him watch as she put on her makeup, her breasts bouncing as she leaned forward, the leash keeping him at bay.
  520. The sight of her in her bra and panties, her ass swaying as she bent over to pick up a fallen towel, was almost too much. He could feel the pressure building, the need to cum becoming more and more intense with each passing minute.
  521. Lisa noticed his discomfort and decided it was time to up the ante. She began a slow striptease, her clothes falling away to reveal her naked body. Her breasts were firm and full, her nipples hard and begging to be sucked. She danced around the room, her hand playing with her clit, her eyes locked on his.
  522. Dan watched, his cock straining against the ring, his body trembling with need. He wanted to touch her, to bury himself inside her, but he knew she had other plans. She continued to tease him, her hand moving faster, her moans growing louder.
  523. He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening. But just as he was about to come, she stopped, her hand leaving his cock with a pop. She straddled his lap, her pussy hovering just above his cock.
  524. "Not yet,"
  525. she purred. "We have all morning to play."
  526. The day passed in a blur of teasing touches and near misses, each one bringing him closer and closer to the edge. By the time lunch rolled around, Dan was desperate for release. His cock was a throbbing ache, his body wound tight as a spring.
  527. Lisa led him to the bedroom, her eyes filled with desire. She climbed onto the bed, her legs spread wide, her pussy glistening with need. She took his cock in her hand and began to stroke him again, her movements slow and deliberate.
  528. The pressure was unbearable, his entire body a live wire of sensation. He could feel his orgasm coiling in his balls, ready to explode. But she didn't let him, not yet. She brought him to the brink, then backed off, over and over again.
  529. Finally, she could see the desperation in his eyes, the way his body was begging for release. She straddled him, her pussy sliding down his shaft. She began to ride him, her breasts bouncing with each bounce.
  530. Her pussy was tight and wet, a perfect fit for his cock. He could feel her walls clenching around him, her own desire for release mirroring his. But she didn’t let up, her eyes holding his, a challenge in their depths. She rode him, her breasts bobbing with every movement, the sight of them hypnotic.
  531. The friction from the vibrating cock ring was unbearable, sending waves of pleasure through him. He could feel his orgasm building, his entire being focused on the point where their bodies joined. And then, with a roar, he came, his cock spurting his hot cum into her welcoming depths.
  532. Lisa didn’t stop, her movements growing more erratic as she chased her own climax. She came, her body shaking, her pussy clamping down on his cock. He could feel her pulse around him, her juices mixing with his cum.
  533. As they lay there, panting and satisfied, she leaned down and kissed him, her hand still wrapped around his cock. "You're mine," she whispered, "all weekend."
  534. And with that, she reached into the drawer beside the bed and pulled out a vibrating chastity cage. She slid it over his still-hard cock, the vibrations immediately sending shockwaves through him. He watched as she locked it into place, the cold metal a stark contrast against his flushed skin.
  535. He was trapped, his cock imprisoned, but it only served to increase his arousal. She had full control, and he loved it. The weekend was about worshiping his penis, but it had turned into so much more—a celebration of their love and desire for each other.
  536. Lisa took him around the house, his cock vibrating with every step he took. She made him watch as she put on a pair of tight shorts that barely contained her ass, her breasts bouncing with every move she made. The sight was maddening, his cock straining against the cage.
  537. They made lunch together, her hand brushing against his trapped cock as they worked. She made him sit at the table, the vibrations never ceasing, as she ate. Each bite was a form of torture, her eyes never leaving his. He could see the hunger in her gaze, the need to push him further.
  538. After lunch, she decided it was time to take things up a notch. She was going to take him to the country club pool wearing the vibrating chastity cage under his swimsuit. The idea was thrilling and terrifying, the anticipation of what might happen making his heart race.
  539. They arrived at the club, the sun beating down on them as they made their way to the pool. Lisa had picked out a tiny bikini for herself, the fabric barely covering her nipples, which were still sensitive from the morning's play. She knew he would be watching her, his cock trapped and begging for release.
  540. As they settled into their lounge chairs, she leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Every time I dip my toes in the water, I want you to think about my mouth on your cock." She winked at him before sauntering away to the edge of the pool.
  541. He watched her, his cock twitching in response to her words. She dipped her toes in, the cool water making her gasp, and he felt the cage pulse with vibrations. He bit his lip, his eyes glued to her body as she moved with the grace of a mermaid.
  542. Lisa took her time, swimming laps, chatting with friends, all the while keeping an eye on Dan. She could see the desperation in his eyes, the way he squirmed in his chair. It was a heady feeling, knowing she had him at her mercy.
  543. Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. She swam over to him and climbed out of the pool, water cascading off her body. She bent down and whispered, "I’m going to use the settings on the chastity cage to make you come right here out in the open. Your goal is to do your best hiding it from the other guys and girls here," her breath hot against his neck.
  544. She laid down on the chair next to him and pulled out her phone to adjust the settings. She looked around seeing many people around the pool area, some children playing, a few couples chatting and laughing. The anticipation of what she was about to do sent a thrill down her spine.
  545. With a knowing smile, she turned the vibrations up, watching his face contort with pleasure. His eyes closed briefly, and he took a sharp breath. She leaned in closer, her breasts pressing against his arm. "You're going to have to be very quiet, baby," she whispered, her teeth grazing his earlobe.
  546. He nodded, his jaw clenched. The vibrations grew stronger, and he could feel his orgasm building, his cock straining against the cage. She began to rub her thigh against his, her hand sliding down to caress his inner thigh, dangerously close to the source of his torment.
  547. The sun was hot on their skin, the sounds of the pool and the distant chatter of people fading into the background. All that mattered was the pulsing between his legs, the warmth of her body next to his, and the challenge she had set for him.
  548. Her hand reached into the water, the coolness a stark contrast to the heat of his trapped cock. She began to play with the settings, turning the intensity up and down in random intervals. His breathing grew ragged, his body tense as he tried to maintain control.
  549. The vibrations grew stronger, the buzzing a constant reminder of his need for release. She leaned closer, her mouth at his ear. "Imagine my mouth on you," she murmured, her voice a seductive purr. "Imagine my tongue licking you, my teeth grazing your balls."
  550. He groaned, his hips jerking involuntarily. The cage was a prison of pleasure, keeping him on the edge while the world went on around them. She reached across to his chair briefly grazing the chastity cage over his swim trunks, the vibrations traveling through her hand and up her arm.
  551. He bit his lip, his eyes squeezed shut. She watched him, her own desire growing. She could feel her own arousal, her pussy throbbing with every pulse of the vibrator.
  552. Her hand moved up to his chest, her fingers tracing patterns on his skin. She could feel his heart racing, his chest rising and falling with every breath. She slid her hand down to his crotch, her fingers brushing against the cage.
  553. The vibrations grew even more intense, and he could feel his orgasm building. He opened his eyes, looking at her, his expression a silent plea for mercy. But she just smiled and leaned in to kiss him, her hand moving to cover his mouth, muffling his cries.
  554. The vibrations grew stronger, his cock pulsing with the need to come. His eyes rolled back in his head, and he could feel himself losing control. With a final, desperate moan, he came, his cum spurting inside the cage and inside his swim trunks.
  555. Lisa leaned back in her chair, watching him with a smug satisfaction. He had passed the test, his orgasm hidden from prying eyes. They shared a secret smile, the bond between them stronger than ever.
  556. She took Dan home and removed his pants, his penis springing free. It was average in length and girth, but it was her favorite, the only one she had ever seen and the one that brought her the most pleasure. Lisa looked at it with a mix of awe and hunger, her eyes tracing every vein and curve. She took a moment to appreciate the way it looked against his trimmed pubic hair, the way it bobbed slightly with each beat of his heart.
  557. Her hand reached out, her fingertips brushing against the soft skin of his shaft. He hissed at the contact, his cock growing harder under her touch. She began to stroke him, her movements slow and deliberate, her eyes never leaving his face. She watched as he closed his eyes, his body arching into her hand.
  558. Lisa leaned in and kissed the tip of his penis, her lips soft and warm. He groaned, the sensation of her kiss sending a jolt of pleasure through him. She kissed down the length of him, her tongue tracing a wet path along his shaft. She took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin.
  559. Dan's hands found her hair, his grip tightening as she took more of him in. He could feel her throat contract around his cock, her mouth working him in a rhythm that was driving him wild. She was relentless, her mouth moving up and down, her cheeks hollowing with each suck.
  560. Suddenly, she pulled away, her eyes meeting his in the mirror. "I want to show you how much I adore you," she murmured, her voice thick with lust. She took his hand and guided it to her own pussy, her wetness coating his fingers. "Tell me what you like, what feels good."
  561. He didn't need to be told twice. He began to stroke her clit, his thumb moving in slow circles as she watched. She moaned, her hips moving in time with his touch. "Fuck, that's it," she whispered, her eyes glazed with pleasure. "Just like that."
  562. Her hand never left his cock, her strokes matching the pace of his thumb on her clit. They watched each other, their bodies moving in a silent symphony of lust. His cock grew harder in her hand, the veins standing out in stark relief. She could feel her own orgasm building, her breath coming in pants.
  563. And then, she had an idea. She stood up, her hand still wrapped around his cock. She led him to the bedroom, the anticipation building. She pushed him onto the bed, her eyes never leaving his. She climbed onto the bed, straddling his waist.
  564. Her pussy hovered above his cock, her juices glistening in the light. She began to rub herself against him, her clit sliding along the length of his shaft. He watched, his eyes never leaving hers, as she pleasured herself with his cock. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen.
  565. Her movements grew faster, her breath coming in gasps. "I'm going to come," she panted. "I'm going to come all over your cock."
  566. And with that, she did, her pussy spasming as she rode out her orgasm. He could feel her wetness coating him, her juices mixing with his pre-cum. It was a sight that would be burned into his memory forever—his cock, slick with her desire, her breasts bouncing with every movement.
  567. But she wasn't done. She slid down his body, her mouth finding his balls. She took one into her mouth, sucking gently, her tongue playing with the sensitive skin. He groaned, his body shaking with the intensity of the sensation.
  568. Her hand stroked his cock as she focused on his balls, her mouth moving back and forth between the two. She could feel his muscles tensing, his cock growing even harder. She knew he was close, the precum leaking from the tip in a steady stream.
  569. With a final, desperate suck, she felt him come, his cock jerking in her hand. She swallowed his cum, savoring the taste of him, the feeling of his orgasm. She looked up at him, her face a mask of pure pleasure.
  570. They lay there, panting and spent. The weekend had been a whirlwind of sensation, a celebration of his penis that had left him feeling more desired and appreciated than ever before. Lisa’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she looked at him, her own body still trembling from the waves of pleasure that had crashed over her moments ago. She reached down to touch him gently, her fingertips tracing the softness of his now-flaccid member, feeling the weight of his balls in her hand.
  571. “You know what’s next honey?” She asked.
  572. Dan wasn’t sure where this was going. She continued, “We need a weekend focused on my vagina next!”
  573. Dan agreed and the next weekend he decided to to take Friday off so they could start the weekend early.
  574. He woke up on Friday morning with a plan. He knew that Lisa had always been curious about yoni massages but had never tried one. He had done his research and felt confident that he could give her the experience she deserved. He had bought a set of high-quality massage oils with different scents and a velvety soft blanket to set the mood.
  575. The room was dimly lit with scented candles, the smell of sandalwood and vanilla filling the air. The bed was covered in the new blanket, and soft music played in the background—a mix of slow jazz and classical melodies that seemed to pulse with the rhythm of their hearts.
  576. Lisa lay on her back, her legs spread open, her eyes closed as she inhaled deeply. He started by warming the oil between his palms, letting the scent fill the room. He placed one hand gently on her belly and the other on her inner thigh, his touch feather-light and reassuring.
  577. He began to stroke her skin, starting from her belly button and moving downwards, his fingers tracing the crease between her leg and her pelvis. His touch was like a gentle caress, setting her body alight with anticipation. He moved slowly, taking his time, the warmth of the oil making her skin feel like it was glowing.
  578. Dan leaned in, his breath hot against her skin as he whispered, "I'm going to worship your pussy, Lisa. Every inch of it." She felt his thumb brush against her clit, the sensation sending a jolt through her body. Her back arched, her hips lifting slightly off the bed.
  579. He continued to rub her clit in slow, deliberate circles, his other hand exploring her folds. He found her entrance and slid a finger inside, her wetness coating his digit. She was already so wet for him, her body begging for more.
  580. He moved his hand up to her breasts, cupping one in his palm. He pinched her nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger as he continued to massage her clit. She moaned, the combination of sensations driving her wild. He leaned in closer, his mouth finding her neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin as he worked her body into a frenzy.
  581. He slid his finger in and out of her, the sound of her wetness filling the room. He added a second finger, then a third, stretching her gently. She felt so full, her pussy clenching around him. He curled his fingers, hitting that magical spot inside her, making her gasp.
  582. "Oh, baby,"
  583. she moaned, her eyes flying open to meet his in the mirror. "That feels so good."
  584. He watched her in the reflection, his hand moving with purpose. He could see the desire in her eyes, the way her chest heaved with every breath. He added a fourth finger, her pussy taking him without hesitation. She was so open to him, so willing to let him explore every part of her.
  585. "Do you like that, Lisa?"
  586. "Yesss,"
  587. she hissed, her eyes glazing over with pleasure.
  588. He leaned down and took her nipple in his mouth, sucking hard. She cried out, her hips bucking against his hand. The sensations were too much, too intense.
  589. "I'm going to make you come so hard,"
  590. he murmured, his voice low and gruff. "I want you to scream my name."
  591. And with that, he increased the speed of his fingers, his thumb pressing down harder on her clit. She felt her orgasm approaching, a crescendo of pleasure that washed over her like a wave. She could feel her pussy tightening around him, her body begging for release.
  592. And then, it hit her. She came, her body shaking with the intensity of it, her eyes never leaving his in the mirror. He kept his hand moving, drawing out every last bit of pleasure, making her orgasm last longer than she thought possible.
  593. As she rode the waves of pleasure, he kissed his way down her body. He slid his fingers out of her, smiling at the wetness that coated them. "Your pussy is so perfect," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers. "Let me tell you about it."
  594. He began with her clit, that little pearl of pleasure that had swollen under his touch. "Your clit is like a tiny button, just begging to be pushed. It's so sensitive, and when I kiss it, it's like you're made of pure electricity." His mouth closed around it, his tongue flicking against the tender flesh. She moaned, her hips moving against his face.
  595. He moved down, his tongue tracing the delicate lines of her labia. "These lips are like the softest petals, opening up to reveal the sweetest nectar." He parted her folds, his breath hot against her wetness. "And when I slide my tongue inside, it's like I've found the gateway to heaven."
  596. He took his time, exploring every inch of her. "Your vagina is like a warm, velvety tunnel," he said, his voice thick with arousal. "So tight, so wet, it's like it was made just for me." He slid his tongue deep inside her, tasting her, feeling her walls contract around him.
  597. Her moans grew louder, her body shaking with the force of her pleasure. He continued to describe her, his words as erotic as his touch. "And your G-spot, oh baby, it's like the hidden treasure of your body." He found it, his tongue pressing against it in just the right way, making her arch off the bed.
  598. "And your ass,"
  599. he said, his voice a low growl. "So round and firm, it's like a ripe peach waiting to be bitten." His hand slid down, his thumb pressing against her anus as he licked and kissed her pussy. She gasped, her body tightening.
  600. He took his time, telling her every thought that crossed his mind as he worshiped her with his mouth and hands. She felt like the most beautiful woman in the world, her body a temple that he was eager to explore.
  601. Her orgasm was building again, the tension coiling in her belly. He didn't stop, his tongue and fingers moving in perfect harmony, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. She could feel the heat of his breath against her, the roughness of his stubble against her sensitive skin.
  602. And then, she was there, her body shaking with the force of her release. He didn't let up, his tongue flicking and teasing until she was begging him to stop, her voice hoarse with pleasure.
  603. They lay there, panting and tangled in the soft blankets. He kissed his way back up her body, his cock hard and demanding. She reached down and wrapped her hand around him, her grip firm. "My turn," she murmured, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
  604. He watched in the mirror as she took him in her mouth, her eyes never leaving his. She sucked and licked, her hand moving in time with her mouth. He groaned, his hips moving of their own accord.
  605. Her eyes never left his in the reflection, the intimacy of the moment making his cock throb with every stroke of her tongue. He could feel himself getting closer, the pleasure building.
  606. And then, suddenly, she stopped. She straddled him, her pussy slick with her own juices. She slid him inside her, her eyes never leaving his. They moved together, their bodies in perfect sync, the sound of their skin slapping against each other echoing through the room.
  607. He watched as she rode him, her breasts bouncing with every thrust. He could feel his orgasm building, his cock pulsing inside her tight warmth. "I'm going to come," he gasped, his voice a strangled cry.
  608. "Do it,"
  609. she whispered, her voice a seductive command. "Come inside me, baby."
  610. And with that, he did. He came hard, his body jerking as he filled her with his cum. She threw her head back, her own orgasm crashing over her. They clung to each other, their bodies shaking with the aftermath of their shared passion.
  611. As they lay there, sweaty and sated, the candles flickered, casting shadows across their bodies. Lisa’s chest heaved with every breath, her breasts rising and falling. She felt a sense of completion, a satisfaction that went beyond the physical.
  612. "So, what's next?"
  613. Dan whispered, his voice filled with a mix of exhaustion and excitement. “Well”, he responded with a smile, “I was thinking about painting a detailed nude pairing of you. What if we did that today?”
  614. Lisa's eyes lit up with curiosity. She had always appreciated the artistic side of Dan, but had never considered herself the muse for such an intimate portrait. She nodded slowly, feeling a thrill of anticipation. "Okay, but only if I can watch you do it," she said with a mischievous grin.
  615. Dan eagerly agreed, setting up a canvas and an easel in the bedroom. He had chosen a deep, rich purple that matched her favorite eye makeup. As she lay back on the bed, her legs spread wide, he studied her with an artist's gaze, noticing every detail of her sex: the plumpness of her inner lips, the way her clit peeked out from its hood, the delicate curve of her hips.
  616. He picked up the brush and began to paint, the strokes of the brush on the canvas echoing the rhythm of their earlier lovemaking. She watched him, her body responding to the intensity of his gaze. With each stroke, he brought her vagina to life on the canvas, capturing the essence of her sexuality in bold, vivid colors. She felt a sense of power, of being truly seen and appreciated for all that she was.
  617. He painted for hours, the room filled with the scent of paint and the sound of their mingled breaths. She touched herself, teasing her clit, watching as her own pleasure reflected in the brushstrokes on the canvas. When he was done, they both sat back and admired his work.
  618. The painting was stunning, a vibrant tapestry of desire and beauty. Her vagina was the centerpiece, a masterpiece of color and form. It was more than just a depiction of her body; it was a declaration of love, a celebration of their intimate connection.
  619. They decided to take a break and go out for a picnic in the park. Lisa put on a crotchless pair of panties, a little thrill running through her at the thought of Dan playing with her while they were surrounded by unsuspecting strangers. As they laid out the blanket and spread their lunch, she felt his hand sneak under her skirt, his fingers finding her wetness.
  620. He began to stroke her, his touch light and feathery. She gasped, trying to keep her voice low. She could feel the eyes of other park-goers on them, but it only made her more excited. She spread her legs wider, giving him better access as she bit into a sandwich to muffle her moans.
  621. "Someone might see,"
  622. she whispered, but her protests were half-hearted. The thrill of being watched, of being the center of his attention in such a public place, was intoxicating.
  623. "Ill be discrete,"
  624. he murmured, his voice low and commanding. "Not everything has to involve bringing you to climax. Sometimes it enough just to have a bit of fun and pleasure in a new way.”
  625. His fingers gently caressed her while they sat on the picnic blanket enjoying the view. Dan’s eyes never left hers as he whispered, “Tell me, what was your favorite part of this weekend so far?”
  626. Lisa’s cheeks flushed as she recalled the moments of pure ecstasy that had unfolded. She took a sip of her wine, her hand shaking slightly as she swallowed. “The yoni massage was incredible,” she said, her voice thick with desire. “The way you talked to me, described my body... it made me feel so alive, like you were truly worshiping me.”
  627. Dan’s hand grew more insistent, his thumb circling her clit through the lacy fabric of her crotchless panties. “Mine was definitely the painting,” he murmured, his voice a gentle rumble. “Seeing you like that, open and willing, it was like I could capture the essence of your soul on the canvas.”
  628. They sat in silence for a moment, the sounds of the park fading into the background as they lost themselves in the memory of their intimate exploration.
  629. Lisa’s voice was a soft purr as she spoke again. “And the painting itself, it’s like a piece of me that I can see forever. It’s like a physical reminder of how much you adore me, how much you love every part of me.”
  630. “Every inch of you is a masterpiece, Lisa,” Dan shared. “So I had an idea. What if I give you a full Brazilian wax when we get home?” Lisa nodded saying,” That sounds hot. “
  631. They headed out and at home. Dan set things up and then called in Lisa excited to undress her and then wax her.
  632. The air in the room was thick with anticipation as Dan laid out the waxing strips and the soft, clean cloths. He had done his research, making sure he had everything needed for a gentle but thorough Brazilian wax. Lisa sat on the edge of the bed, her legs slightly apart, her heart racing.
  633. "You sure you're okay with this?"
  634. Dan asked, his voice gentle. He wanted to make sure she was comfortable, that she truly consented to this new adventure.
  635. "I trust you,"
  636. she replied, her eyes meeting his. She watched as he warmed the wax, the scent of honey and aloe filling the room. He applied it carefully to her pubic area, making sure it was just the right temperature.
  637. He took his time, his movements precise and deliberate. Each strip of wax was a testament to his love for her, a declaration of his desire to know every part of her body. He spread the warm wax over her skin, his hands sure and steady, his eyes never leaving hers.
  638. As he pulled away the first strip, she gasped, the sensation a mix of pain and pleasure. He kissed her thigh, his breath warm against her skin. "You're doing so well," he murmured, his voice soothing.
  639. He continued, moving slowly and methodically. Each strip revealed more of her, the soft, bare skin a canvas for his adoration. Her pussy was swollen with arousal, her clit standing proudly at attention. He took special care not to wax too close, knowing that the sensitivity there would be too intense.
  640. The process was slow, each strip a dance of seduction and trust. He waxed her labia, her thighs, and her butt, removing every last hair with a gentle touch. The pain was a reminder of their bond, a shared experience that brought them closer together.
  641. As he worked, he whispered sweet nothings to her, his voice a balm to her nerves. "You're so beautiful," he said, his eyes full of love. "So soft, so perfect."
  642. When he was done, he held the mirror up to her so she could see the results. Her pussy was bare, smooth as silk, the dark hair of her pubic mound no longer hiding he sex.
  643. "It's... amazing,"
  644. she breathed, her hand reaching down to touch herself.
  645. He watched her, his cock growing hard as she explored her freshly waxed skin. He knew she was feeling a mix of sensations—pain, pleasure, and something else entirely. The vulnerability of it all was incredibly erotic to him. He reached out and grabbed a bottle of lotion, pouring a generous amount into his palm. He warmed it up, feeling the silky smoothness between his fingers.
  646. "Ready for the next part?"
  647. he asked, his voice a low rumble of excitement.
  648. Lisa nodded, her eyes never leaving his. She spread her legs wider, inviting him closer. He knelt before her, his hands gliding over her thighs, the coolness of the lotion a stark contrast to the heat of her skin. He began to massage her, working the lotion into her flesh, his fingers dancing closer and closer to her bare pussy.
  649. As he touched her, he couldn't resist the urge to kiss her, to taste her. He leaned in, his breath hot against her skin, and pressed his lips to her inner thigh. She shivered, her legs trembling with anticipation. He moved upward, kissing and nibbling, his mouth inching closer to her most intimate place.
  650. When his lips finally met her bare mound, she gasped, her back arching. He kissed her gently, his tongue sliding along her slit, tasting the sweetness that was uniquely hers. She was wet, her arousal coating his face, and he reveled in it. This was the ultimate act of worship, the purest form of intimacy they could share.
  651. He parted her folds with his tongue, feeling the slickness of her arousal. He could feel her clit pulsing against the roof of his mouth as he licked and sucked, his tongue flicking and swirling in a delicate dance. He slid his fingers inside her, feeling the tightness of her, the way she gripped him as he moved.
  652. Her moans grew louder, her hips moving in time with his mouth. He could feel her climax building, her body tightening around him. He didn't stop, his mouth moving faster, his tongue pressing harder.
  653. And then she was there, her body shaking with the force of her release. He drank her in, his tongue lapping at her juices as she came. He didn't stop, not even as she begged for mercy. He wanted to give her everything, to show her how much he adored her.
  654. As her orgasm subsided, he kissed his way up her body, sharing her taste with her in a deep, passionate kiss. She tasted herself on his lips, the intimacy of the moment making her feel more connected to him than ever before.
  655. They laid there, panting and tangled in the blankets, the room suffused with the scent of their love. He looked down at her, his eyes full of admiration. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his hand caressing her bare mound.
  656. Lisa felt a warmth spread through her, a sense of belonging that was deeper than any orgasm. "I love you," she whispered, her hand reaching up to cup his cheek.
  657. The weekend wasn't over yet, but they had already created memories that would last a lifetime. Each moment was a testament to their love and desire for one another, a celebration of the beauty and power of the female form. And as they drifted off to sleep, their bodies entwined, they both knew that this was just the beginning of their journey into the realms of unbridled passion and adoration.
  658. The next morning, Dan woke up with a new plan in mind. He wanted to spend the morning working her up in five different ways, and then surprise her with an extra large dildo he purchased and bring her to shaking orgasm.
  659. He started by bringing her coffee in bed and slowly waking her up by tracing his finger up and down her freshly waxed slit, gently caressing her.
  660. "Mmm, what's this?"
  661. she asked sleepily, her eyes fluttering open to find him smiling down at her with a mischievous glint in his eye.
  662. "It's time to worship your beautiful pussy,"
  663. he said, his voice thick with desire.
  664. He began by teasing her, his touch feather-light, barely brushing against her clit. She moaned, her body already responding to his ministrations. He leaned down and kissed her, his hand moving to cup her cheek as his other hand continued to play between her legs.
  665. He moved to her breasts, his mouth worshipping her nipples, his tongue flicking and sucking, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. She arched into his touch, her body begging for more. But he didn't give it to her. He knew she was close, but he didn't want her to come just yet.
  666. He moved down her body, his tongue following the path his finger had taken. He kissed her belly, his breath warm and tickling, making her squirm. He licked around her navel, his tongue dipping into the small indentation before moving lower.
  667. When he finally reached her pussy, he didn't dive in. Instead, he kissed the insides of her thighs, his beard tickling her skin as he moved closer to his ultimate goal. She was wet, her juices glistening in the soft morning light.
  668. He took his time, kissing and nibbling his way closer and closer to her clit. When he finally reached it, she was begging for release. But he didn't give it to her. Instead, he moved away, his fingers taking over where his mouth had been.
  669. He edged her, bringing her to the brink over and over again, only to pull back at the last second. She was a writhing mess of need, her body taut with desire. Her breath came in gasps, her eyes pleading with him to let her come.
  670. But he was relentless, his focus solely on her pleasure. He knew she was close, so close, but he didn't want it to end just yet. He wanted to savor this moment, to make it last as long as he could.
  671. He picked up a small vibrator, turning it on to the lowest setting. He held it against her clit, watching her body respond. Her hips bucked, her hands gripping the bedsheets tightly. He moved it in slow circles, building the tension until she was panting and trembling.
  672. He kissed her inner thighs, his tongue tracing the soft, sensitive skin as the vibrator continued to work its magic. She was close, so close, but he wasn't ready to let her go over the edge just yet. He pulled it away, replacing it with his own mouth, his teeth and tongue playing with her clit in a delicious dance of pain and pleasure.
  673. He could feel her muscles clench around his fingers as he slid them in and out of her, the vibrator forgotten in his hand. She was close, so close, but he didn't let her come. He knew she needed this, needed the anticipation, the teasing.
  674. He let her get dressed and then later in the kitchen when she wasn’t expecting it, he came up behind her and kissed her neck while reaching under her skirt to stroke her clit again. She gasped, her body tensing against his touch. He whispered in her ear, “I want to make you beg for it, to crave it so much that you can't think of anything else."
  675. The day passed in a blur of teasing touches and denied pleasure. Each time she was close, he would pull away, leaving her trembling with need. He used his fingers, his mouth, his teeth—everything but his cock. And with each retreat, she grew more desperate, her body craving the release he kept just out of reach.
  676. Just before lunch he had one more idea to torture her with edging. He wanted to use temperature play to excite her body. He had her lay down on the couch and strip nude. He got some ice cubes and some warm tea bags. He started with the ice cubes, tracing them over her skin starting from her neck and moving down to her stomach and inner thighs, avoiding her sensitive pussy.
  677. Her skin erupted in goosebumps from the cold, her breath hitching as he moved closer to her sex. He watched as her nipples hardened into tight peaks, her areola puckering from the chilly air. He took an ice cube and placed it at the base of her clit, watching as she squirmed and bit her bottom lip. He began to move it in a circular motion, the coldness of the ice sending shockwaves through her body.
  678. Her eyes widened and she let out a soft moan, her hips bucking upwards. He held her down gently, his hand on her stomach, whispering for her to be patient. He knew she was close, but he wasn’t ready to let her come just yet. He swapped the ice cube for a warm tea bag, the sudden change in temperature making her gasp.
  679. The warmth spread through her, the heat of the tea bag feeling like a gentle kiss against her swollen clit. He rubbed it in slow, deliberate circles, the warmth seeping into her flesh. She moaned louder, her hips moving in sync with his hand.
  680. He continued to alternate between the cold and the warm, her body a canvas for his art. Each touch sent a different sensation through her, building the tension until she thought she might burst.
  681. The warm tea bag was like a balm to her over-sensitive flesh, the heat making her pussy pulse with need. She was so close, so very close, but he kept pulling away, the ice cube a cruel reminder that she wasn’t allowed to come.
  682. He knew her nipples were sensitive as well so he decided to incorporate them into the morning teasing. He had her stand in front of him and leaned in, taking one of her large, sensitive peaks into his mouth. He sucked and swirled his tongue around the tip, feeling it harden against his palate. She moaned and leaned into him, her hands threading through his hair. He pinched the other with his free hand, rolling it gently between his thumb and forefinger. The dual sensations of warmth and pressure had her panting. He could feel the heat of her arousal radiating from her pussy. He didn’t want to neglect that either. He slid his hand down her stomach and dipped a finger into her wetness. He stroked her clit with the pad of his thumb, feeling it swell under his touch.
  683. They moved to the couch, where Dan had her sit on the edge, her legs spread wide for him. He knelt before her, his eyes locked on hers as he licked and kissed his way down her body. He took his time, enjoying every inch of her skin. When he reached her pussy, he kissed it softly, his breath hot and moist against her folds. She quivered, her legs shaking with need. He slid a finger inside her, curling it slightly to hit that magical spot deep within her.
  684. Her eyes rolled back in her head as he began to move his finger in and out, her hips moving with him. He could feel her tightening around him, her body begging for more. He added a second finger, scissoring them to stretch her open. He watched her face, her eyes wide with pleasure, her mouth open in a silent scream.
  685. He leaned in and kissed her clit, his tongue flicking it lightly. She gasped, her hands flying to his head to pull him closer. He took his time, licking and sucking, his teeth grazing the sensitive flesh. He felt her muscles tighten, her pussy clenching around his fingers.
  686. But he didn’t let her come. Just when she was at the edge, he stopped, his tongue retreating. She whimpered, her body begging for release. He kissed her inner thighs, his hands moving to her breasts again. He tweaked and played with her nipples, his other hand returning to her pussy. He used the flat of his tongue to stroke her clit, the pressure just enough to keep her on the precipice.
  687. He edged her like this for hours, his touch a symphony of pleasure and frustration. Each time she was about to climax, he would pull back, leaving her trembling with need. Her body was a tightly wound coil, ready to spring at any moment.
  688. After lunch, Dan had her sit on the floor with her legs folded beneath her, her back against the couch. He sat cross-legged in front of her, his eyes never leaving hers as he spread her legs wider. He took the extra-large dildo out of the drawer, the size of it making her gulp.
  689. "You're going to take all of this,"
  690. he said, his voice low and filled with desire.
  691. "Yes,"
  692. she whispered, her eyes never leaving his.
  693. He coated the dildo with lube, the sound of it squelching in his hand making her even more eager. He slid it into her pussy, her muscles clenching around it. She was so wet, so ready, that it slid in easily. He began to pump it in and out, watching her face contort with pleasure.
  694. The sight of it going into and out of her, such a large object filling her up in a way he never could with his own cock, was mesmerizing. The dildo was a work of art, a deep purple that almost looked like velvet in the light, with a slight curve that he knew would hit her just right. It was thick and long, with a realistic head that glistened with her juices.
  695. He watched as she took it, her eyes wide with surprise and lust. She was so wet, so ready for him, that it slid in without resistance. He could see the muscles of her pussy clench around it, trying to milk it, to draw him deeper. Her breath hitched, her chest heaving as she took it all in, her breasts rising and falling with each gasp.
  696. He began to pump it faster, watching as her face grew more and more flushed, her eyes glazing over with passion. She was so beautiful like this, so open and vulnerable. He knew she had never felt anything like this before, and the power of it was intoxicating.
  697. Her moans grew louder, her body shaking with the force of her climax. She had been so close for so long, the edging leaving her on the brink of insanity. But now, with the dildo deep inside her, she was finally going to come.
  698. He felt her pussy tighten around the toy, her muscles spasming as she screamed out his name. Her body bucked and writhed, her orgasm tearing through her like a storm. He watched in awe as she came, her pussy clenching and unclenching, her juices dripping down the shaft of the dildo. It was a sight that would be forever etched into his mind.
  699. The climax went on and on, her body trembling with each wave of pleasure. When it finally subsided, she collapsed against the couch, her chest heaving. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with love and gratitude.
  700. "Thank you,"
  701. she whispered, her voice hoarse from screaming. "That was... incredible."
  702. He leaned in and kissed her, his cock still hard from the sight of her pleasure. "You're welcome," he murmured, his hand still buried between her legs, the dildo still inside her.
  703. Previous weekends had been about her breasts and ass, but now it was time to show her vagina the same level of adoration. He had her straddle him, her wet pussy pressing against his cock. He held the base of the dildo, guiding it in and out of her with a gentle rhythm that had her panting and moaning his name. Each stroke was met with a delicious slap against her skin, the sound echoing in the quiet room.
  704. He watched as she threw her head back, her hair a wild mess of black strands sticking to her sweat-dampened neck. Her eyes closed, she bit her bottom lip, lost in the sensation of being so full. He could see the veins in his cock pulsing with each thrust, the head of the dildo peeking out of her, shiny with her arousal.
  705. The sight was almost too much for him, but he knew he had to hold back. This weekend was about her, about her pleasure. So he focused on her, her reactions, her breath, the way her body moved with each thrust. He felt her walls tighten around the toy, heard her whimpers grow louder, knew she was close.
  706. He reached up and pinched her nipples, rolling them between his fingers, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core. She threw her head back further, her eyes squeezed shut, her mouth open in a silent scream. He watched her come, her pussy spasming around the dildo, her body shaking with the force of her climax.
  707. He pulled the toy out slowly, watching the way her pussy clenched and unclenched around the empty space. He leaned in and kissed her, his tongue delving into her mouth as he felt her orgasm ripple through her. He knew she was spent and would need a good rest. He put the dildo away for now.
  708. The next day, Dan woke up early and decided to surprise Lisa with breakfast in bed. He had made pancakes, but these weren’t just any pancakes—these were special, shaped like her favorite emoji: a smiley face with sunglasses.
  709. As he brought the tray into the bedroom, he couldn’t help but admire her sleeping form, the covers thrown back to reveal one of her legs and a hint of her bare ass. He set the tray down and climbed back into bed, his hand snaking under the covers to cup her pussy. She stirred, a small smile playing on her lips as she felt his touch.
  710. "Good morning,"
  711. he murmured, his breath warm against her neck.
  712. "Mm, good morning,"
  713. she said, her voice still thick with sleep.
  714. He kissed her neck, his hand moving to her clit. He began to rub it in slow, deliberate circles, her body responding to his touch. She was already wet, her arousal palpable in the air.
  715. He slid a finger inside her, feeling the heat of her sex, the tightness of her walls. She moaned, her body arching into his touch. He added another finger, scissoring them inside her as he kissed her neck.
  716. The smell of pancakes filled the room, mixing with the musk of their desire. He knew she was close, so he reached over and picked up one of the smiley face pancakes. He slathered it in warm maple syrup, letting it drip down onto her breasts.
  717. Her eyes shot open, looking at him with a mix of surprise and excitement. He grinned and leaned down, his mouth capturing the syrupy sweetness of her nipple. She gasped, her body jolting with pleasure. He licked and sucked, his teeth grazing her sensitive flesh, making her squirm.
  718. He took another pancake and placed it on her stomach, the syrup pooling in her belly button. He licked it off, his tongue tracing the line of her abs before moving down to her pussy. She was so wet, so ready for him.
  719. He spread her legs wider and placed the last pancake on her mound, the syrup making it stick. He licked it off slowly, his tongue delving into her folds, tasting the sweetness of the syrup and her own arousal. She was panting now, her hips bucking against his mouth.
  720. He took his time, savoring every moment, every taste. When he was done, he slid two fingers into her, pumping them in and out as he kissed her clit. She was close, so close.
  721. With a growl of pure need, he replaced his fingers with his cock, sliding into her wet heat. Her body arched off the bed, a scream of pleasure tearing from her throat. He began to move, his hips pumping into her with a fierce rhythm that had the bed shaking beneath them.
  722. Her pussy was tight around him, squeezing him with every stroke. He could feel her walls fluttering, her orgasm building. He reached down and pinched her clit, his teeth sinking into her neck as he thrust deep.
  723. Suddenly, she shattered around him, her pussy contracting in waves of pleasure. He watched in amazement as she came, her body shaking and trembling with the force of it. He followed her over the edge, his cock spurting inside her, filling her up with his cum.
  724. They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breathing ragged. He pulled out and rolled onto his back, his cock glistening with her juices. She collapsed onto the bed beside him, her legs spread wide, her pussy still pulsing with aftershocks.
  725. "Wow,"
  726. she breathed, her eyes wide. "That was..."
  727. "Amazing,"
  728. he finished for her, a grin on his face.
  729. They lay there, basking in the glow of their shared climax. But as the minutes ticked by, Dan knew that he couldn’t rest. This weekend was about worshiping her pussy, and he had so much more planned.
  730. He leaned over and kissed her, his hand sliding down to cup her mound. She was still wet, still sensitive. "We're not done yet," he whispered, his eyes gleaming with lust.
  731. Lisa's eyes lit up with excitement. "What's next?"
  732. He sat up and took her hand, pulling her to her feet. "I have a surprise for you," he said, banding her a pair of special panties, “I got you this and tickets to that opera you’ve been talking about. Put on these and your sexiest dress because we have a date!”
  733. The panties were a sleek black material, with a small, unassuming lump that sat above her clit. She raised an eyebrow but didn’t question him as she slipped them on. He pulled out his phone and set them up to vibrate around any loud noise.
  734. The anticipation built inside her as they got ready and the first time she felt it was briefly when Dan slammed the car door shut making a loud sound. It was briefly but it was enough to make her jump and she felt her pussy spasm with excitement.
  735. When they arrived at the Opera House, Lisa was feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. The grandeur of the building was unlike anything she had ever seen before. She had picked out a stunning red dress that hugged her curves and made her feel like a goddess. The sound-activated panties were already starting to work their magic, sending gentle vibrations through her most sensitive spot was they walked into the crowded reception hall.
  736. The lobby was bustling with people and Dan spotted some mutual friends yelling ,”Hey George!” Causing a brief jolt through Lisa’s body from the sudden loudness of their greeting. She felt a buzz between her legs, her eyes going wide as she realized the panties had activated. She had to bite her lip to hold in a gasp as the vibrations grew stronger with their laughter. The crowd was dense and she felt a thrill of excitement knowing she was wearing a little secret under her elegant dress. She looked around nervously, hoping no one else had noticed her sudden reaction.
  737. They made their way to their seats, the opera about to begin. Dan’s hand found its way to her thigh, his thumb brushing against the fabric of her dress, so close to the vibrating source of pleasure that would occasionally go off reminding her of their secret. The lights dimmed, and the orchestra struck the first notes of the overture. The vibrations in her panties grew in intensity with the crescendo of the music, sending shockwaves through her body. She had to grip the armrest to keep from crying out, her pussy clenching around the delicious intrusion.
  738. The performance was magnificent, but Lisa’s mind was elsewhere. Every time the orchestra hit a crescendo, every time an aria reached a high note, she felt the panties respond, the vibrations echoing the passion of the music. It was an overwhelming symphony of sensations, a silent concert just for her. She could feel her body growing wetter, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
  739. Dan leaned over and whispered in her ear, his breath hot and tickling. "Are you enjoying the show?"
  740. Lisa nodded, unable to form words. The vibrations were growing stronger, pulsing in time with the music. She felt her pussy clench around the vibrator, the fabric of her dress rubbing against her sensitive skin. She was so close to climaxing, but she couldn’t let it happen here, not in the middle of the opera.
  741. "Oh god,"
  742. she murmured, her eyes squeezing shut.
  743. Dan leaned in, his voice a low rumble in her ear. "You can come for me, baby. No one will know."
  744. The vibrations grew stronger, the music reaching a crescendo. She couldn’t hold it any longer. As the aria reached its peak, she bit her lip and let go, her pussy clenching around the vibrator, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. She squeezed her legs together, trying to muffle the sound of her moans, but she knew Dan could feel her shuddering against him.
  745. The applause was deafening, but it was nothing compared to the roar of blood in her ears. She looked at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure, and he gave her a knowing smile. He knew she’d come, knew she’d enjoyed every second of it.
  746. They watched the rest of the opera, the vibrations in her panties subsiding with the quiet moments of the performance. But every time the music swelled, she felt the buzz start again, a gentle reminder of the pleasure she’d felt. She could feel her arousal building, the anticipation of what was to come.
  747. After the final curtain call, they made their way back to the lobby, her legs still wobbly from her climax. Dan’s hand was firm on her back, guiding her through the throng of people. She felt like she was floating, her mind still swirling with the sensations of the vibrator.
  748. Outside, the cool night air hit her like a slap, bringing her back to reality. But the buzzing in her panties still went off any time they heard a loud noise. They walked to the car, the vibrations setting her nerves on edge. By the time they were seated inside, she was practically panting.
  749. Dan looked over at her, a knowing smirk playing on his lips. He turned the key in the ignition, the engine roaring to life. The vibrations grew stronger, the purr of the engine setting the panties into overdrive. She gripped the seat, her eyes wide with panic.
  750. “What are you doing?” she asked. “Lisa, I want you to wait to orgasm again because I want you to be on edge for when we get home and I will do something we’ve never tried but will probably work since you are so turned on, fisting.”
  751. The car ride home was pure torture. Lisa’s pussy was pulsing with need, the vibrations of the opera still resonating in her core. The thought of what was to come had her squirming in her seat, her hand resting on her mound as she tried to resist the urge to touch herself.
  752. When they finally arrived, she practically ran inside, her legs shaking with desire. Dan led her to the bedroom, where he had set up a romantic scene—candles flickered, the air was heavy with the scent of their favorite incense, and their bed was adorned with silk sheets.
  753. “Take off your dress,” he instructed, his voice firm.
  754. Lisa complied, letting the fabric fall to the floor. She stood before him in nothing but the vibrating panties, her skin glowing with arousal. He took a moment to appreciate her, his eyes drinking in every inch of her body. Then, he knelt before her, his hands on her hips.
  755. With a gentle tug, he pulled the panties down, revealing her wet pussy. She was so swollen, so ready for him. He leaned in and kissed her, his tongue tracing her slit. She moaned, her legs buckling slightly.
  756. He stood and kissed her, his hands moving to her breasts. He tweaked her nipples, rolling them between his fingers. She whimpered, her body on fire.
  757. “Lay down,” he murmured. “I’m going to worship you now.”
  758. Lisa lay back on the bed, her legs spread wide. Dan climbed on top of her, his cock pressing against her pussy. He kissed her deeply, his tongue delving into her mouth as he began to move his hips, sliding his cock along her slick folds.
  759. He kissed his way down her body, his mouth worshipping every inch of her. When he reached her pussy, he paused, his breath hot against her skin. He took a moment to appreciate her, his eyes locked on hers.
  760. Then, he began to lick and suck her clit, his tongue circling it, teasing it mercilessly. She moaned, her body arching off the bed. He inserted one, then two fingers inside her, his thumb pressing against her G-spot.
  761. The vibrations of the panties had made her so sensitive that even the slightest touch sent her spiraling towards climax. But he wasn’t going to let her come just yet. He pulled away, his fingers still inside her.
  762. “Look at me,” he said, his voice hoarse with lust. “Look at how much I love your pussy.”
  763. Her eyes met his, and she saw the raw hunger in them. She knew that he meant every word, that he truly adored her. It made her love him even more.
  764. He began to pump his fingers in and out of her, the sensation of his thumb on her G-spot driving her wild. She could feel the pressure building, the need for release growing with every stroke.
  765. But just when she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, he added another finger slowly working his way up to see if his whole hand would fit inside to fill her up.
  766. Her eyes went wide with shock and arousal, her breath hitching in her throat. "Dan, I don’t know if I can handle this," she whispered.
  767. He just smirked. "You can," he assured her, his eyes dark with desire. "You're going to love it."
  768. He added a fourth finger slowly stretching her, watching as her pussy swallowed them up. She was tight, so tight around him, and the thought of his whole hand was overwhelming. He could feel her body tense up as he continued to press in, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement.
  769. "Relax,"
  770. he soothed, his voice a gentle command. "Take deep breaths."
  771. Lisa did as she was told, her chest rising and falling with each inhale and exhale. He watched her carefully, timing his movements with her breaths, pushing in a little further with each exhale. Finally, his entire hand was inside her, his knuckles pressing against her mound.
  772. The feeling was indescribable. She felt so full, so completely filled by him. Her pussy clenched around his hand, the sensation of his thumb rubbing her G-spot making her toes curl. He began to move, his hand a symphony of pleasure, stretching and caressing her inner walls.
  773. Her moans grew louder, filling the room with the sweet sound of her passion. She could feel the beginnings of an orgasm building, the tension in her body coiling tighter and tighter.
  774. "Come for me, baby,"
  775. he growled, his hand moving faster. "Show me how much you love having me inside you."
  776. Her climax hit her like a freight train, her body bucking and convulsing around his hand. She screamed, the sound echoing off the walls. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before—intense, all-consuming, and utterly mind-blowing.
  777. As she rode the waves of pleasure, he began to pump his hand in and out of her, his wrist moving in a circular motion. She was so wet, so open for him, that it was easy to move inside her. She could feel the knuckles of his hand sliding in and out of her, the sensation almost too much to handle.
  778. But she didn’t want it to stop. She didn’t want the feeling of being filled by him to end. She wrapped her legs around his shoulders, pulling him closer, her pussy clenching around his hand.
  779. "Fuck me,"
  780. she begged, her voice a desperate whine. "Fuck me with your hand."
  781. He complied, his hand moving in and out of her in a steady rhythm. She could feel herself getting closer, her pussy tightening around his fist. Then, with a final, desperate push, she was there again, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
  782. Dan leaned down and kissed her, his hand still buried inside her. "You're so beautiful when you come," he murmured against her lips.
  783. Lisa’s chest heaved as she caught her breath, her eyes still closed in pleasure. When she finally opened them, she saw the love and admiration in his gaze. It made her heart swell with love.
  784. "Thank you,"
  785. she whispered.
  786. He withdrew his hand, his fingers glistening with her arousal. He brought them to her mouth, and she tasted herself on him, sweet and musky. She sucked them clean, her eyes never leaving his.
  787. He leaned in, kissing her deeply, their tongues dancing together as he slid his hand back between her legs. He began to rub her clit with his thumb, the sensation making her squirm. She was so sensitive, so close to coming again.
  788. "Do you want more?"
  789. he asked, his voice low and seductive.
  790. Lisa shook her head no, unable to form words. She needed to rest a bit.
  791. After a while to recoup, Dan suggests they go out for a meal to an outdoor restaurant. She wears some loose shorts, a tank top and no underwear. As they sit there waiting for their food dans eyes gaze slowly up her legs to the juncture of her thighs. He can see the outline of her pussy, the dark pink flesh peeking out slightly.
  792. He starts to talk to her, his voice a gentle caress against her ear. "You know, Lisa, I've been thinking about your pussy all day. How it felt around my hand, so warm and tight."
  793. Her cheeks flush and she looks around nervously but she can't deny the heat that’s building between her legs. He continues, his voice a soft murmur, "I want to taste you again, to feel you come apart with just my mouth."
  794. Her breath catches and she feels a bead of wetness form on her lip. She can feel herself starting to get wet again, the fabric of her shorts growing damp. The way he's looking at her, like she's the only woman in the world, makes her feel so wanted, so desired.
  795. Dan leans in closer, his breath hot against her neck. "I want to slide my tongue along your slit, feel you get wet for me. Will you let me do that, baby?"
  796. Lisa nods, unable to speak, her eyes locked on his. She feels the first dribble of arousal slip down her leg, the fabric sticking to her skin. She crosses her legs, trying to hide it, but Dan just smiles, knowing full well what's happening.
  797. The waiter comes over and she quickly uncrosses her legs, hoping he hasn't noticed. But Dan's eyes never leave her crotch. He can see the dark patch spreading on her shorts, and it only makes him want her more.
  798. And then, as if reading her mind, Dan says, "I want to see you glisten, baby. I want to watch your juices dribble down your thighs."
  799. Her body responds immediately, her pussy growing slicker, the fabric of her shorts sticking to her skin. She feels a drop of her arousal slide down, and she knows he can see it. She's so turned on, so exposed, and the thrill of it all is driving her wild.
  800. As they wait for their meals to arrive, Dan's hand moves to her thigh, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on her skin. She shivers, the heat of his touch making her even wetter. He leans in closer, whispering in her ear, his breath hot and tickling. "I can't wait to get you home," he says, his voice thick with lust. "I'm going to make you come so hard with just the tip of my cock."
  801. The anticipation is almost too much to bear. She tries to focus on the menu, but her eyes keep straying back to him, to the promise in his gaze. She feels a jolt of desire shoot through her, making her clench her thighs together.
  802. When they finally get home, Dan doesn't waste any time. He leads her to the bedroom, his hand never leaving her body. She feels his urgency, his need for her, and it only makes her more eager. He has her sit on the edge of the bed, spreading her legs wide.
  803. He stands before her, his cock standing tall and proud, the tip glistening with precum. He rubs it against her clit, the sensation sending shockwaves through her. She gasps, her hands gripping the bedspread. He doesn’t push inside her, not yet. Instead, he teases her, sliding the head of his cock along her slit, using her own wetness to lubricate their way.
  804. The sensation is exquisite, the pressure building with every pass. She can feel herself getting closer and closer, her pussy begging for more. "Please," she whispers, her voice needy.
  805. He smirks, his eyes never leaving hers. "Please what, baby?"
  806. "Please, I need you inside me,"
  807. she says, her voice trembling.
  808. Dan shakes his head. "Not yet," he murmurs, his voice a caress. "Not until you come for me."
  809. He continues to tease her, his hips moving in a slow, hypnotizing rhythm. She feels the tip of his cock nudge against her opening, but he doesn't push in. Instead, he focuses on her clit, rubbing it in tight circles with the head of his cock.
  810. Her body responds, her hips moving of their own accord. She's so close, so incredibly close. She can feel the tension coiling in her belly, the beginnings of an orgasm building.
  811. With a hand on his shaft he taps her clit with the head of his cock, feeling the wetness of her arousal as it slickens his skin. Each gentle touch sends a shiver through her body, and she bites her bottom lip to stifle a moan. He takes his time, watching the way her pupils dilate and her breath hitches with every pass. He can feel the heat of her desire radiating from her, and it only fuels his own need.
  812. The room is thick with the scent of their lust, the only sound the wet tap of his cock against her sensitive nub. His movements are deliberate, a silent dance that speaks of his hunger for her pleasure. Her hands clench the bedspread, her knuckles white with the effort of holding back.
  813. Suddenly, he increases the pressure, his strokes becoming more insistent. Her eyes widen, and she throws her head back, her breasts bouncing with every thrust. He can see the tension building in her, the muscles in her abdomen tightening. He knows she's close, so close.
  814. With a final, precise stroke, he hits just the right spot, and she comes apart, her body convulsing around him. She cries out, the sound of her pleasure filling the room. He continues to rub her clit, milking every last drop of her orgasm from her, savoring the way her pussy contracts around his cock.
  815. Her legs tremble as she comes down from the peak, her breathing ragged. He kisses her deeply, tasting the salt on her skin, feeling the aftershocks of her climax. They stay like that for a moment, their hearts beating as one, lost in the intensity of their connection.
  816. Then, with a mischievous smile, he pulls away and slides his cock fully inside her. She gasps, the sudden intrusion surprising her. He's thick and full, filling her completely, and she can feel the echoes of her orgasm still pulsing through her.
  817. He starts to move, his hips rocking back and forth in a steady rhythm. Her breasts sway with every thrust, and he reaches down to cup them, his thumbs brushing her sensitive nipples. She moans, her eyes half-closed with pleasure, her hips rising to meet him.
  818. He takes his time, savoring every inch of her, every gasp and moan. Her pussy clenches around him, her muscles still spasming with the aftershocks of her climax. He can feel her building again, her breath quickening, her body taut with need.
  819. And as she starts to come again, her eyes snapping open to meet his, he knows that this weekend will be one they never forget. The weekend of her breasts had led to a night of unbridled passion, and now they were embarking on a new adventure—a weekend dedicated to worshiping her entire body.
  820. They explore each other with a newfound hunger, the barriers of their inhibitions shattered by their shared desire. Every touch, every kiss is a declaration of love and lust, a testament to the depth of their connection.
  821. With only this last night at their disposal Dan wants to take her to a club and please her in public.
  822. ---
  823. Dan's eyes scanned the room, taking in the pulsing lights and the throb of the bass. The air was thick with the scent of sweat and desire, and he knew this was the perfect place to continue their weekend of worship. He had picked out an outfit for Lisa that was both tantalizing and revealing. A black lace bodysuit hugged her slender frame, showcasing her ample C-cup breasts and their dark, inviting areola. The fabric was sheer enough to reveal the outline of her hardened nipples, and the way it clung to her waist accentuated her curves. A short, pleated skirt barely covered her ass, leaving her cheeks peeking out from beneath. He watched as she swayed to the music, her hips moving in a way that made his mouth water.
  824. Lisa had never felt so exposed, so wanted. The way Dan's eyes devoured her made her feel like a goddess, and she reveled in the power she had over him. She knew that he had something special planned for her, something that would push their boundaries even further.
  825. As they approached the crowded dance floor, Dan leaned in, whispering in her ear, "Tonight, baby, everyone's going to see just how much I love your body."
  826. The music was loud, the beat pounding in their chests as they danced. His hands roamed over her, sliding under the fabric of her skirt to cup her bare ass, his fingers teasing the sensitive flesh. She gasped, the thrill of being touched in such an intimate way in public making her wet.
  827. As the night went on, the tension grew between them, their bodies moving together in a dance of lust. He could feel her heat, her desire for him, and it was all he could do not to drag her out of the club and into the nearest bathroom. But he had a plan, one that would leave her trembling with need.
  828. The song reached its climax, the bass dropping out, leaving only the haunting melody. That's when he did it. With a swift movement, he slid his hand under her skirt, his fingers finding their way to her slick pussy. She stiffened, her eyes widening with surprise. But she didn’t pull away.
  829. Instead, she leaned into him, her hands finding his hips. His fingers danced over her clit, playing her like a fiddle, building her up to the crescendo of the music. He felt her tense, her breath quickening as she approached the edge.
  830. The crowd pressed in around them, unaware of the intimate dance happening between them. His hand moved faster, his fingers working her clit in a frenzy. The lights played over their bodies, casting shadows on their faces, making it impossible to read the raw passion in their eyes.
  831. And then it happened. The song reached its peak, and with a final, desperate cry, she came, her pussy clenching around his fingers. She threw her head back, her breasts bouncing as she rode out the waves of pleasure.
  832. He didn’t stop, his touch relentless, pushing her through one orgasm and into another. She was a live wire in his arms, her body responding to every caress, every touch. As the song slowed down he pulled his hand out, her juices coating his fingers. He brought them to her mouth and she licked them clean, the taste of herself on his skin driving her wild.
  833. They left the dance floor, her legs wobbly with the aftershocks of pleasure. He led her to a dark corner of the club, his eyes never leaving hers. He kissed her hard, his tongue delving into her mouth, tasting her sweetness. He had accomplished his goal of making her orgasm in public. They danced a few more songs her taking an opportunity to grind her butt in that short skirt against his cock. It was hard and it was clear she enjoyed teasing him.
  834. Their weekend focused on her vagina was about to end and he wanted to do one more thing before it was over. He wanted to take her somewhere where her upper body was fully in sight of a lot of people but her lower body was hidden and then take his time bringing her to shaking orgasm while people could see her face.
  835. He took her hand and led her out of the club. He bought her a coffee and found a small circle of bushes that they climbed inside of. It was tall enough that she could stand up and her chest and shoulders were above them. But it was thick enough that down below they were hidden. He knelt down so he couldn’t bee seen. He slowly started caressing her legs working his way up her skirt until he could feel the wetness of her pussy. She gasped at his touch and the cool evening air hit her bare skin.
  836. He looked up at her and she nodded down for him to continue. He leaned in and kissed her inner thighs, his tongue tracing the path his hands had just taken. He could smell her desire, it was intoxicating. He spread her legs wider, exposing her to the cool evening air and his eager mouth. His tongue slid along her slit, tasting her sweetness, feeling the heat of her desire.
  837. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she leaned against the bush for support. She moaned softly, trying to keep her voice down but it was difficult. The pleasure was intense. He focused his attention on her clit, flicking and sucking it into his mouth. She could feel his stubble against her skin and it added to the sensation.
  838. Her chest was heaving, her breasts pushing up against the lace bodysuit, her nipples poking through the fabric. She knew that if anyone looked closely they would see them but she didn’t care. She was lost in the feeling of his mouth on her. The bush was thick enough to hide their activity but the light from the street lamps was just enough to cast a glow on her face. To the passersby, it would look like a young couple stealing a private moment in a public space, unaware of the erotic dance happening just beneath the foliage.
  839. Her legs began to shake and she grabbed fistfuls of the bush to keep herself upright. He could feel her pussy tightening around his fingers, and he knew she was close. He picked up the pace, his tongue moving faster, his fingers plunging deeper. Her moans grew louder, and he knew she was on the edge.
  840. Then it hit her, the orgasm that had been building all night. Her body convulsed, her hips bucking against his face. She threw her head back, her breasts bouncing in the open air, her moans echoing through the night. People walking by might have seen the pleasure on her face, the way her chest rose and fell with each ragged breath, but they had no idea of the ecstasy she was experiencing.
  841. As she came down from her high, he kissed her thighs gently, his breath hot against her skin. She looked down at him, her eyes glazed with passion. "That was..." she whispered, unable to find the words to describe the feeling.
  842. He smirked up at her. "Just wait until we get home, baby."
  843. They exited the bushes and walked back to the car, her skirt still slightly askew from his attentions. She felt a thrill of excitement knowing that she was still wet and that he had pleasured her so thoroughly in such a public place.
  844. The drive home was tense with unspoken desire. They didn’t need words, their bodies spoke for themselves. When they finally arrived, they couldn’t even wait to get inside. He pushed her against the car door, his hands sliding under her skirt, feeling her still-damp pussy. He kissed her hard, his tongue exploring her mouth as if it were a new landscape.
  845. He picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist, and carried her into the house. She could feel his erection pressing against her, and she knew she wanted more. They stumbled to the bedroom, their clothes falling off as they went.
  846. The bedroom was dimly lit, the only light coming from a single candle flickering on the nightstand. He laid her down on the bed, his eyes feasting on her naked body. He took his time exploring her, his hands and mouth worshipping every inch of her. He kissed her neck, her collarbones, her breasts, and down to her stomach.
  847. Her legs fell open for him, an invitation he couldn’t refuse. He settled between them, his cock aching for release. He slid into her, filling her completely. She arched her back, her breasts lifting off the bed with each thrust. He watched her face, the way her eyes fluttered closed and her mouth fell open in a silent scream of pleasure.
  848. Her breasts bounced with every movement, the large areolae flushing a deep purple. Her nipples were still hard from their earlier play, and he took one into his mouth, suckling gently as his fingers found their way back to her clit. She gasped, her hips bucking up to meet his touch. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room, punctuated by her moans and his growls of pleasure.
  849. He could feel himself getting closer, his orgasm building in his balls. But he didn’t want it to end, not yet. He slowed down, savoring the feeling of her pussy tight around him. He slid almost all the way out, then pushed back in, feeling her clench around him.
  850. Her legs were tight around his waist, her nails digging into his back. She was so wet, so slick, and he knew she was ready for more. He reached for the lube they had set aside earlier, pouring a generous amount onto his hand. He rubbed it over his cock, feeling the coolness against his hot skin.
  851. He slid back into her, the lubricant making it even easier to glide in and out. He watched as her breasts moved in time with his thrusts, the soft flesh jiggling with every stroke. He reached up, pinching her nipples gently, rolling them between his thumb and forefinger. She cried out, her eyes snapping open, her pupils dilated with lust.
  852. Their bodies moved together, a dance of passion and need. The candlelight cast shadows over their skin, making their movements seem almost otherworldly. He could feel her tightening around him, her body begging for release.
  853. With one final, powerful thrust, he pushed her over the edge. Her back arched, her breasts thrusting upwards as she screamed his name. He could feel her pussy spasming around his cock, her juices flooding out. He followed her, his orgasm crashing through him like a tidal wave.
  854. They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat and desire. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, his cock still buried deep inside her. They lay there, panting, their hearts racing, the only sound their mingled gasps for breath.
  855. Their bodies still trembling, they kissed, their tongues tangling together as if they were trying to capture the very essence of each other. The taste of her was still on his lips, and he knew that this weekend had changed them forever.
  856. As the final moments of their weekend of worship ticked away, they held each other tightly, their legs entwined. They had explored new heights of intimacy, pushing past their boundaries and finding a deeper love for each other in the process.
  857. Lisa looked up at him, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "Thank you," she whispered. "Thank you for making me feel so... alive."
  858. Dan kissed her forehead, his eyes filled with love and passion. "Thank you for letting me worship you," he murmured. "Every part of you is perfect."
  859. They lay there, basking in the afterglow of their love, their hearts beating as one. As the candle flickered out, casting them into darkness, they knew that the weekend was over. But the memories of their erotic adventures would live on, fueling their desire for each other in the weeks and months to come.
  860. And as they drifted off to sleep, their bodies still joined, they whispered sweet nothings into each other's ears, promising more weekends like this one. For now, they had each other, and that was all that mattered.
  861. The end of their weekend of worship had come, but it was not the end of their journey together. It was merely the beginning of a new chapter in their love story, one that would be filled with passion and exploration, with every touch, every kiss, and every shared moment of pleasure a testament to their boundless love.

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