Emmy and I got a nice break Memorial Day weekend. Her Aunt and Uncle were well known in the medical field and were invited to attend a conference about the reopening of our state. Given what Emmy went through, they asked us to house sit. They were the definition of dual income, no kids. They built a huge house on property her aunt inherited that had a natural spring feeding a pond and tons of wooded trails.
When we arrived Friday night, I unloaded the car as Emmy went in. I was looking forward to exploring a bit as I hadn’t been there in years and starting the plan the next day. Emmy emerged from the bedroom in a tight, sheer baby doll.
“I don’t remember saying you could be dressed. Disrobe at once, then turn on the hot tub for me.”
“Yes, Miss Emily.
I threw my clothes in the bedroom and went to the back deck to turn on the hot tub. Emmy emerged from the house and slid her baby doll and underwear off. As she walked her hips swayed.
“Don’t just stand there staring. Put my lingerie in the bedroom. Then return.”
“Yes, Ms. Emily.”
I neatly placed the clothes on the bed. Through the window I could see Emmy enjoying the jets on her skin. Her head was back and her tits just below the water. As I walked out, I could hear her moan. My dick grew hard.
On the deck I stood patiently, awaiting instructions.
“I bet you’d like to join me, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes, Ms. Emily. I’m sore and tired. The drive was long and the bags heavy.”
“I guess you’ve earned a little break. You may join me.”
I climbed into the hot tub.
“BUT you must lick my pussy to earn it.”
She sat on the edge of the hot tub and spread her legs. Within a second my head was between her smooth legs, my face buried in her bush. My tongue licked her slit and teased her clit. She pushed my head into position. Instinctively, I reached for her breast as she tensed. She slapped my hand away.
“I did not say you could do any more than lick me. Oooooooh fuck.” She came. “Do not stop until I tell you.”
My attack on her clit continued. I loved getting her off and my dick was throbbing. I wanted her badly. As the second wave overtook her, Emmy slid back into the water. We enjoyed the jets for a bit longer. They felt amazing on my lower back.
“Ugh. You’re filthy. Come, I must get clean before bed. You may join me. I don’t want a filthy man in my bed.”
My poor dick. Emmy teased me in the shower. I still didn’t get to touch her breasts which was torture. I’m a boob man and hers are glorious. As we exited and prepared for bed, Emmy addressed me.
“What is your name?”
“Steven”
“What is your duty?”
“Whatever you desire, ma’am.”
“Good. You may cuddle with me.”
The next morning, I was awakened by Emmy’s mouth on my dick. It felt so good. I pretended to be asleep to enjoy the feeling, but an involuntary moan exposed me.
“Good. You’re up. I’m hungry.”
“But Ms. Emily, I need relief.”
“Too bad. Feed me, I’ll let you eat the leftovers. Then I’ll give you a chance. But if I catch you even trying to masturbate, you get nothing.”
“Yes, Ms. Emily.”
I proceeded to the kitchen with only a stop in the bathroom. Oh, how I hate trying to pee with a hard-on. But I had no choice. I began to prep breakfast as Emmy came out to supervise. She ate and I waited patiently. Obviously I made enough for both of us, but I had to wait.
“That was satisfactory. Here is yours. Hurry now, before you lose your opportunity for release. Meet me in the bedroom when you’re done.”
I rushed through breakfast and hurried to the bedroom. Emmy was sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at her phone.
“Lay down. You have been very obedient. You may touch yourself now. I’ll even allow you one special request of me, but you may not touch me.”
“Miss Emily. May I cum on your beautiful body.”
“You may.”
I grabbed my cock and started stroking. Precum covered the tip. I watched as Emmy’s hand traveled to her pussy. She moaned as she touched her clit and she watched intently as my hand stroked my cock. She teased me by grabbing her breast and gently twisting her nipples, knowing I was aching to touch them.
“Ooooooh. Yeah. Stroke your dick. Tell me how badly you want this body.”
“Worse than you can imagine Miss Emily. I want to be in you more than anything.”
My words clearly did something as she instantly came. Her screams of pleasure sent me over the edge as I quickly knelt in front of her and released the orgasm that had been building since the previous night. I came more than normal and covered her stomach and even shot onto her face.
“Good boy. Now get your boots on and pack lunch. We’re going on a hike.”
I reached for my underwear.
“I said boots.”
Emmy put her boots on as I did. We packed our picnic, wine, and supplies and headed out. I snapped a few pictures of her as we hiked. When she caught me, she stopped the game long enough to pose a bit. At lunch we settled by the pond we swam in as kids. The swinging rope still hanging on a branch over a high bank.
“I bet you wish you could take me right here, don’t you?”
“Yes, Ms. Emily. I’m dying for your body. Just look at how hard the thought is making me.”
“You’re lucky you’re so obedient and attractive.”
Emmy pushed me back onto the blanket and climbed on top of me, guiding me into her.
“May I please kiss you, Miss Emily? I need to taste your lips. Please ma’am.”
“You may.”
She leaned down and kissed me deeply. I took the opportunity and began thrusting into her. She moaned into my mouth as we kissed. I grabbed under her ass and held tiny body up slightly and I thrust faster. Together we came.
We spent the afternoon swimming in the pond. I got great shots of her swinging on the old rope, and she snuck a few of me. That weekend we made use of every bit of her Uncle’s house and property we could. All the while I remained completely obedient. But come Monday morning when she woke me yet again with a tease, the game was coming to a close.
For breakfast, I cooked cinnamon rolls. But I had a trick up my sleeve. I baked and frosted and put them on plates for each of us. The last one, however, had an extra ingredient. I quickly stroked my still hard cock, keeping quiet so as not to rouse suspicion from Emmy. I came on top of the cinnamon bun. The thing was it matched the frosting personally.
Emmy didn’t know until her second roll.
“Oh my God! Did you cum on this?!”
“The uprising begins!” I laughed, bringing our game to an end.
She playfully slapped me, but ate the whole thing. As we drove home, Emmy and I talked about how much fun it was playing and definitely looked forward to more role playing.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gvl3w7/my_best_friend_part_9_naked_adventures_and_a
What a great weekend!
The last trick was fucking awesome! Good job!
Great story, it’s almost wholesome in that you two are so comfortable with each other. I say almost given the whole cumming on a cinnamon roll thing haha!