All you read here is true and accurate. Only our names are different.
For those who have read our previous write ups on our relationship, Sharon and I live a good distance apart. When we can get together, we plan those days to ensure we get the most out of that precious time together.
Pretty much from day one we have video called each other most nights, what we call Sexdeos. We talk, dress provocatively, and perform sexually for each other in those Sexdeos. We discuss anything and everything, so that when we meet, we know it's going to be fun and we'll get our fill of each other.
Our plans don't always go according to what we had planned but we adapt and then get back on plan when we can. It may seem a little too rigid and organised to some, but it works well for us.
There's no question that since our one night stand, sexually we have come along in leaps and bounds on what we try and how we feel about each other.
So Sharon was due over to stay with me for a week. We planned each day, although towards the end of the week it was our friend Teri's birthday, so a couple of days were left free.
During our Sexdeos I mentioned to Sharon I'd like us to smother ourselves in oil and play with each other. She also liked the thought of that. "Then how about I buy a paddling pool, set it up in my apartment and we could swim in oil?
"Fuck, I like that idea."
Saturday
I met Sharon at the airport with big smiles across our faces upon seeing each other. We kissed and hugged and said our hello's.
We made our way to my apartment. As I opened the door, I said, "Remember, until I tell you otherwise, you are now my slave. You will follow my instructions and call me My Lord. Do you understand?"
"Yes My Lord."
We entered the apartment and I left Sharon's case by the door. She walked to the seating area where the furniture had been rearranged to accommodate a six foot paddling pool. Sharon smiled but said nothing. "Stand there and say nothing." I sat on the sofa whilst Sharon stood in front of me. "I like my slaves naked. Undress." Sharon removed her jacket and then her shoes. She started to unbutton her shirt, taking time over each button. Removing the shirt revealed a black bra nicely pulling her breasts together giving me a fine sight of her cleavage. The shirt fell to the floor as still I stared at her breasts. She now unzipped her jeans and slowly removed them. She wore a skimpy black laced g string. "Turn around and bend over. I want to see your arse." Sharon turned and bent from her hips. Her arse looked good, my dick was growing as I looked. "Remove your panties." Her thumbs locked into her panties and she started removing them soldier style. Right, left, right, left. A little tantalising tug each time until the panties fell to the floor. Her outer lips were visible between her legs, my dick was now wanting to release itself from my jeans. "Open you legs and start playing yourself." I watched as she started to rub herself, spying her red nails on each stroke. I let her play for a few minutes, then told her to stand facing me and remove her bra. She gazed at me as her hands went behind her back to unclip the bra. Bringing the bra to her front, her hands cupped the bra to her breasts for a few moments and then let it fall to the floor. Her breasts are small but perfect. Her nipples were standing proud, as was my dick. There in front of me was Sharon, My Whore, naked. I gave myself time to look at her body, top to bottom. Her eyes firmly fixed on me. "Fetch me some champagne slave and you may if you wish get yourself one."
Sharon returned with the champagne and we sipped together, nothing said.
I put my glass down and began removing my shoes and then stood. "Undress me."
"Yes My Lord."
Sharon put her glass next to mine and pulled my T-shirt out of my jeans, pulling it over my head. As I watched her, she looked down, took hold of my jeans belt and undid it. Unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans she began to push them down over my hips and thighs. My cock felt huge pushing hard against my briefs. She bent down and removed the jeans. Standing there just in my pants, her eyes wandered over my body. After a few seconds, which seemed longer, her thumbs went between my pants and skin and again in soldier fashion, began pushing them down. She knelt as my pants hit the floor. I could feel her warm breath on my cock as she moved forward to lick it. "Did I tell you to lick me?"
"No My Lord."
"Then wait for me to instruct you."
"Yes My Lord."
"Go to the play pool and kneel in it." I sat down and took hold of my drink. My slave entered the pool and knelt. "Cover yourself in the oil from the bottle." She took hold of the bottle whilst I took a drink from my glass. My slave began covering herself in oil. "More." I instructed her. She did, and using both hands she covered her torso and arms. "Open your legs and masturbate yourself slave."
