Special Weekend

Special Weekend

The kids are with the grandparents, camping. They will be home alone all weekend. This one is going to be special. Early in the morning, Daniela goes to the hairdresser's to get the haircut she's been wanting for so long. Afterwards, a cream treatment all over her body, she wants to leave her skin soft, for him. She has lunch with Gustavo, her husband, and they go to take a nap. It is a little difficult for them to sleep, since they desire each other, they want to love each other, but they reserve themselves for the night, so that desire enhances pleasure. In the middle of the afternoon they receive some friends, and then, alone, they go to an expensive restaurant for dinner. They order the best champagne, and the conversation is cheerful and fluid. They go to a disco. As they dance, they grope each other shamelessly, slipping their hands under each other's clothes. He caresses her sex, gently, his index finger playing between her vaginal lips as he moistens himself with her flow. Only the presence of people, who forbid her, prevents her from reaching orgasm. Late, very late, on fire with lust, they get into the car and drive off. They drive down the road, windows down, on a summer night while enjoying the warm, humid air that caresses their faces, to the beat of a slow, slow blues that speaks of life.

Halfway through, he orders her to take off her underwear. With a mischievous look, she slowly removes her bra, enjoying the fabric rubbing against her nipples. She reaches under her skirt and removes her panties, caressing her thighs herself as she enjoys the sensation of the fabric separating from her sex.

- Change your skirt, put this one on," he orders her, as he hands her a tiny black leather garment.

Daniela hesitates in surprise, but the novelty of being half-naked in the middle of traffic delights her, and with difficulty, she takes off her skirt, feeling the leather seat against her buttocks. She blushes when the sound of the horn of a passing truck announces that the driver has seen her nakedness. Feeling the heat on her face, but also on her sex, she quickly puts on the new skirt, which marks her forms.

They stop at a gas station, and he orders her to accompany him into the store. She resists, but her husband insists, and with infinite shame for the indecent way she has been forced to dress, she accompanies him. The leather skirt sticks to her like a second skin. It can be clearly seen that she is wearing nothing underneath. To make matters worse, it barely covers her buttocks, and she has to walk with small steps so that her sex is not revealed below the front edge.

- She must be a whore -, comments to her companion, loud enough for her to hear, an older lady leaving the store, after looking at her with contempt.

She walks behind Gustavo, looking at the floor to hide her blush from the store staff.

- The high view, let your face be seen -, he tells her, and she obeys, but a red curtain blurs her sight and she walks beside him, without seeing, although aware that the cashier is devouring her with his eyes.

Once they reach the gondolas, Gustavo chooses a package of tissues, and deliberately drops it.

- Hand it to me, he asks.

She begins to bend down with infinite care, bending her knees, but then, holding her by the arm, her husband tells her not to bend at the waist.

She hesitates, but the sensation between her legs is stronger than her modesty, and she obeys. The quick, nervous murmurs of a group of teenagers buying beer behind her back confirm what she feared, that by bending over she has exposed herself completely. Out of shock, he remembers nothing else until they are on the road again.

They park in the front yard of the house. He walks to the front door, feeling the croaking of the frogs, muffled only by the buzzing of insects, while enjoying the scent of the wet grass, as moist as his shell.

In front of the door, above the access ladder, hangs a chain. She stops to look at it, and then Gustavo takes it, and with a small padlock, fixes it around her neck, imprisoning her there.

- Pull up your skirt to your waist, sit with your legs wide open, looking at the street, and masturbate. Until you have an orgasm I'll leave you here," he whispers in her ear, and encourages her by slipping a hand between the warmth and wetness of her legs and caressing her clitoris.

Daniela protests, refuses, but he firmly tells her to obey or stay there.

Then, in the darkness of the night, she lifts up her skirt, until it fits her like a belt, sits on the cold marble of the steps, legs wide open, and masturbates.

She caresses her vulva, plays with her clitoris, inserts her index finger into her vagina, to pull it out wet with her own discharge, but she fails to climax, and her husband knows her too well to be able to fake it.

Although she knows that the bushes in the garden protect her, that only a passerby who looks closely where she is will be able to see her, the possibility of being observed, half-naked, chained and masturbating, disturbs her.

Time passes, and then, in desperation, as she frantically rubs her pussy, she closes her eyes, concentrates only on the sensations in her pelvis, and begins to moan softly as the movements of her hips accompany the caresses of her index finger on her vulva. It doesn't take long for her to reach orgasm, deep, the shudders run through her whole body, the sensations invade her, she enjoys a warm summer night, illuminated by the moonlight, while the fragrant night breeze dances between her thighs and runs through her wet and hot sex.

Gustavo takes her by the arm, undresses her completely, the clothes fall, caressing her legs, at her feet, and as he cuffs her arms behind her back, he plays with his tongue in her ear and whispers in her ear, everything he is going to do to her this weekend.

Daniela licks his neck, oblivious to her nakedness, to the garden, aware only of her lover's scent, while Gustavo opens the door.

Then she walks slowly, putting one foot in front of the other, to sensually sway her hips, and drive Gustavo crazy with the swaying of her buttocks. She smiles mischievously as she listens to him throwing his clothes on the floor.

When she gets to the bedroom, she lies down on her back on the bed and shamelessly spreads her legs wide apart, indecently offering herself to her male, to whom she observes, with satisfaction, his erect penis.

She enjoys the touch of the silk sheets on the skin of her back, the caresses of the ropes on her ankles, while he ties her legs wide apart to the bed posts, taking care to tighten the ropes well, to immobilize her.

Naked, with her hands cuffed behind her back, her legs wide open and tied to the bed, subdued, aroused by her helplessness, she only manages to ask her man, with rude words, to make her his, while she shakes her hips in front of him.

Gustavo climbs on top of her, places himself between her open legs, and while they look into each other's eyes, he slowly penetrates her. He puts his fingers in her mouth, for her to lick them, while his tongue fiddles over Daniela's sensitive nipples.

They purposely turn off the air conditioning, so that, as they pant wildly to the rhythm of the movement of their hips, their perspiration mingles, lubricating their skin.