Wine Tasting Pt 1. [MF, public, control]

While she was an absolute freaky girl in private, she was very shy and dressed conservatively in public. She was a hippie at heart, who wore her hair in a messy ponytail. Her usual clothing was long loose pants and Cons. Her tops hid her D cups, in their looseness. She rarely wore shorts or skirts even though her legs were long and muscular.

She got a package in the mail from her older male lover. Inside was a very short, white sundress with spaghetti straps and a jeweled anal plug that seemed impossibly large. There was a note in his very neat handwriting.

“This and your white Converse are the sum total of what you are to wear when we go wine tasting tomorrow.” Her pussy leaked thinking about it.

She woke the next morning wet with anticipation and could not help reaching under the covers to pet her kitty. She moaned. She jumped in the shower and shaved her pussy until it was smooth as silk. She put on the dress. The neckline was at best an eighth of an inch from her pink areola. The hem sat just under her butt. The material was so clingy and thin that even her ghostly areola showed through, the nipples poking through. She looked at the thick plug. She has never worn one in public. She almost sat aside but she knew he would punish her if she did. She put some lube on it and pressed it against the rose colored pucker of her tight asshole. Struggling she could not get it in. She took her other hand and ran it over her smooth mound, in between her dangling lips and drew the wetness to her clit. As she rubbed herself close to climax, she popped the plug in with a firm push. She gasped. It felt so tight. Her pussy leaked and contracted.

She leaned over slightly and admired herself in the mirror. If she bent over, simultaneously her nipples and her ass were exposed. The green jewel in her ass caught a beam of light coming through her window. She flushed with excitement. She was ready to go.

He picked her up and after he gave her a hug and swat on her ass, they were off in his convertible. The Sonoma sun was amazing. He made her hike up her shirt exposing her wet pussy. Three truckers honked at the view she gave them.

Their first tasting was at a quiet winery with a few patrons. She stood at the bar and he stood behind her. She could feel his thick cock pressed warmly against her ass. They started tasting and he leaned into kisss her on her neck. His lips were light like butterfly wings, but the fingers under her dress were not as gentle. He had stuck two fingers into her pussy as he kissed her. She moaned. The winery employee looked at her quizzically.

“Mmmmmm” she said with exaggeration. “This Pinot is soooo good.”

“I am going to make you come right here,” he whispered in her ear. “Do not resist and do not give yourself away.”

He ran his strong, long but slender fingers between her lips and over her clit. She felt the wetness building. She imagined others could smell her sex and hear the wetness of one, then two, then three fingers filling her. She continued to sip her wine. The winery employee was rambling on about the terroir as she fought her urge to moan and shake. She locked eyes with the clueless employee, a good looking male about 15 years younger than he lover. Her lover somehow was expertly working her clit, making her passion build, while giving nothing away and conversing with the man on the other side of the bar.

She would not last much longer, she felt her wetness run down her thigh. The winery employee turned to get another bottle and she felt the opening to cum. But her lover grabbed the man with his free arm, manipulating her clit with the other and pulled him back.

“What was the name of this vineyard?” her lover asked.

She knew he did this on purpose so she would cum only feet away from this oblivious younger man, only the bar between them. She did not hear the man’s answer as she came, pussy contracting around his fingers, the plug bobbing in her spasming anal canal. She put both hands on the bar to catch her buckling knees.

“Are you OK, miss?” the younger man’s asked.

Recovering she said, “I think the wine hit me all of a sudden.”

“Let me get you some crackers,” he said. As he turned away, her lover withdrew his hand from her pussy with an audible pop. He presented his wet fingers to her and pushed them into her mouth, her pussy tasted sweeter than wine.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/uo9d64/wine_tasting_pt_1_mf_public_control