Friday

L knocked on K’s door. She hated the two flights of stairs she had to climb every time she visited him. She’d had a long day at work and her heels already transitioned from discomfort to pain. She’d been in court all day so she was in a black pencil skirt and matching blazer. L shrugged her shoulders uncomfortably and undid another button on her blouse as she waited for what felt like an eternity for K to open the door. Finally, the door opened and a smiling K appeared to greet her.

“I’m so sorry, I was just moving dinner into the oven,” he said as he leaned in and kissed her on the cheek and she walked into the apartment.

L grumbled as she kicked off her heels and threw off her blazer. She walked past K and collapsed on to the couch.

“Today sucked. I need alcohol,” L complained.

On cue K appeared with a glass of tequila, “I got you covered.” Sitting herself up, L grabbed the glass and took her first sip.

“Fuck me, that’s good,” L said, throwing her head back, feeling the tension in her body finally begin to dissipate.

“Get your Ass over here and help me out of this,” She yelled to K in the kitchen.

K finished mixing some sauce in a bowl and walked back over to L who was standing up and stretching her arms up and out.

In the middle of her stretch K grabbed L by her hips and spun her around to find the zipper of her skirt. He unzipped the skirt and pulled it to the floor, exposing L’s plump behind. Unable to resist the sight, K gave L’s cheeks a squeeze and a playful slap. He loved how L wore her favourite red g-string on important court days. L gave a little yip at the slap and turned around as K was already on his way back to the kitchen.

Finally Free from the skirt, L sipped her tequila on the couch. She’d now taken off her blouse and bra and sat spread-eagle in-front of the TV watching local news. The smell of roasted chicken began to fill the apartment and L’s mouth watered. K was an excellent cook and she looked forward to Fridays at his apartment for as long as they’d been together. Like a cartoon character, L drifted towards the kitchen, led by her nose. K was standing over the stove and she came up from behind and wrapped her arms around his waist.

K had Friday’s off so he normally spent the day at home getting various chores done. For L, this meant she got to see him in sweats, and she was a sucker for a man in sweats. Taking in the smells of dinner she slipped her hands down K’s pants and began fondling his crotch. L loved rolling his balls in her fingers, his penis limp and full of potential.

After turning off the stove K swivelled around, took L by the waist and locked his lips with hers.

“I’m about to throw this in the oven for thirty minutes, so why don’t you wait for me in the bedroom,” K whispered in L’s ear after releasing her.

With a bite of her lip and a nod, L obediently sauntered over to the bedroom. She removed her g-string and sat at the foot of the bed with her legs crossed. A moment later K walked through bedroom door. L regarded his long, wavy black hair flopping over his face as he removed his shirt. He had hair on his chest that accentuated his pecs and flat stomach. When K shook his head to reset his locks L lunged, continuing where they left off in the kitchen. As they kissed she felt his potential swell against her body. She reached around his waistband and began to pull K’s sweats down, but he grabbed her wrists and pulled her arms away from him.

He looked down at L and growled, “Not yet, hun.”

Before L knew it, K had scooped her up in his arms and threw her onto the bed. He had both his arms wrapped around her legs and he dragged her to the edge of the bed and knelt. In an instant he spread her legs and had his lips locked around her vulva. L moaned as K worked his tongue around her labia and teased her clit. Never releasing suction he continued working patterns he knew L loved.

He thrummed her clit and released, then thrummed again, over and over, building waves of pleasure. The building tsunami consumed L and she spasmed as she rose to Orgasm. K gripped her legs tighter and thrummed faster and harder until the waves crashed, and she screamed. L grabbed K by his long, luscious hair and brought him up to her mouth and kissed him deeply, lost in post-orgasmic bliss.

L lay back onto the bed as K walked back to the kitchen to finish cooking dinner. The incredible aromas of a home cooked dinner filled the apartment. At K’s call L got up off the bed, threw on an old t-shirt and walked to the kitchen where K had laid out dinner.

After dinner, and with another glass of tequila, L and K retired to the couch to watch whatever terrible movie they could find on Netflix. The movie that night was an extremely ridiculous 80’s movie. They laughed and joked about every scene and snuggled under a soft throw blanket. Eventually, as was the case with many of the movies K and L would watch on their Friday nights, there was an extremely over-the-top Sex scene. In this scene the male protagonist was aggressively humping his female co-star in the back of a car. The cheesy music and excessive wails got a good chuckle out of both K and L. However, L used that opportunity to take something she had been denied earlier that night.

As the stripper-turned-vampire slayer began riding the stock broker-turned-karate master, L slipped her head beneath the covers. Before K could get a word out she slid his sweats down below his waist and wrapped her lips around his member. L could hear K’s breath catch as she worked her lips and she felt him swell in her mouth.

With her head still below the covers, she felt K’s hand guide her up and down on his now throbbing erection, his moans cutting through the performative screeching of the actors on screen. She twirled her tongue around his tip and sucked him more vigorously as she heard the growls that always proceeded an eruption. L worked her lips faster, pushing K closer to the edge. A torrent between her legs ached for K’s release, to taste the fruits her lover’s pleasure.

And as if on cue, K roared as he pushed L’s head down hard on his cock, thrusted deep in her throat, and exploded. Never unlocking her lips, L waited until he finished pumping before finally releasing him and reappearing from beneath the covers. K immediately grabbed the back of L’s head and kissed her, as deeply as he ever had.

“That was a thank you for such a lovely dinner,” L whispered.

“It is my eternal pleasure,” K whispered back.

The two lovers were lost in each other’s lips as they kissed and cuddled, the sounds of an 80’s cheese-ball film fading into the background.

Saturday

K awoke the next morning to the sound of his alarm. He quickly reached over and turned it off as to not wake L. He gingerly got out of bed and walked to the kitchen. He’d learned that the way to this woman’s heart was through her stomach. After throwing some bacon on the pan and starting up the coffee maker, he went and washed up.

As K was about finished making the scrambled eggs, he heard the distinct moan of his Love waking up. He hurriedly plated the eggs, coffee, and bacon on a tray and whisked it over to meet L as she sat up in bed. Placing the tray beside her, he leaned in and gave her a tender kiss.

“Morning beautiful,” K said, trying to mimic the cliche gravelly voice of the protagonist from the movie they’d partially watched the night before.

“You’re the best,” L giggled as she pulled the tray over and began digging into her breakfast.

K brought over his bowl of cereal and sat with L as they had breakfast in bed for the first time in ages. K finished first and hopped into the Shower.

K had his head back and his eyes closed as he ran his hands through this hair. Standing there, he heard the Shower curtain move and felt two hand tracing paths up and down his back. Opening his eyes, he turned around to face L. Her breasts were small and supple, her dark nipples erect, as she reached around K to turn-up the heat of the water.

“You’re going to fuck me right here, right now,” L said, staring up at K.

K smiled, “You’re going to have to earn it.”

Obediently, L dropped to her knees and took K into her mouth. She ravaged his cock, working as hard as she could. All she could imagine was his thickness filling her up, throbbing and pounding as she lost control.

K placed one foot on the edge of the tub and L immediately repositioned behind him, practiced in the art of getting what she wanted from him. L spread K’s cheeks and began circling his hole with her tongue. L used the tip of her tongue to slowly twirl around his tight, puckered rim as she reached around and stroked his engorged penis. She could hear his moans as she licked and probed.

Suddenly, K turned around, grabbed L by her hair and lifted her to her feet.

“Good girl,” K whispered, bringing his face to hers.

K soon turned off the Shower and stood in the bathroom as L dried him off before drying herself. He snatched the towel from her, threw it to the side, and grabbed her by her hair. He forcefully bent her over the bathroom counter. Pulling her hair back, K thrust his throbbing cock into L’s soaked warmth. L’s moans echoed and filled the bathroom as K pounded relentlessly. He slid his entire length effortlessly into L’s aching fountain, her wails driving him deeper as he slapped her Ass to get the screams he desired.

“Fuck me harder, harder!” L begged, grabbing the edge of the counter as K hit deeper inside her with every unforgiving push.

K felt himself swell and crest and in an instant he exploded, keeping himself inside her until he’d finished. After slowly sliding himself out, he gently released L, spun her around, and lifted her up onto the counter.

“You earned it,” he told L before kissing her.

K got down on his knees and worked his tongue between her legs. K’s tongue gently caressed L’s clit and lips, tracing figure-8s and reaching in and getting deeper with his tongue, tasting the mixture of their essences.

“Take me there,” L pleaded, running her hands through his hair as he worked his magic.

K stood up and kissed L. As their passion took them over, he slid two slender fingers inside L’s aching warmth. L bit into K’s shoulder and released a muffled scream of ecstasy as K vigorously massaged her inner walls. He found her pleasure points and squeezed every desperate bit of L’s desire.

L’s legs shook uncontrollably and she shuddered as she squirted, her breath catching. She released her teeth from K’s shoulder as she reeled from climax, euphoric aftershocks seizing control of her body. Feeling the heat emanating from the deep teeth marks in his shoulder, K helped L down from the counter and carried her to the bedroom.

K lay L down on the bed and flipped her onto her stomach. K licked his lips before spreading her cheeks and gingerly licked her exposed hole. L unconsciously raised her hips and K dug in deeper, finding a rhythm of penetration and tender swirls. All the while, K’s right hand was wrapped around L’s waist, rubbing her clit, and his left hand stroked the throbbing beast between his legs. L’s warmth dripped as K continued pleasuring her, her moans grew deep and throaty, the culmination of a morning filled with orgasms.

L turned over and watched K stroke himself.

“Let’s grab brunch before I start craving your cock again,” L said, as she made her way back to bathroom to wash the Sex from her body.

Sunday

K rummaged beneath the bathroom sink, mumbling to himself.

“I can’t find it,” he yelled to L in the bedroom.

L yelled back to him, “It’s there, just look harder.”

A minute later K found and retrieved what he’d been looking for.

“Found it! Hopping in the Shower now,” K informed L as he stripped off his clothes.

L looked at the tools spread before her on the bed. K had been begging L to peg him for weeks. L loved pegging him, but between forgetting to buy lube, a broken harness, and a crazy work schedule, they’d never had the right opportunity. However, while L wasn’t able to really get to dominate K with her hips, she prepared him with some toys she’d bought ages ago. Her mouth watered in anticipation.

K walked into the bedroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. The moment he laid his eyes on L his jaw dropped. L stood before him in the red body suit she knew he loved, with a footlong purple dildo in one hand and a collar in the other. He loved the way the red contrasted her dark skin and accentuated her curves.

“Get on your knees,” L ordered.

K dropped immediately to his knees. She walked slowly over to him and bent down to attach his collar. She grabbed the thin leather leash off the bed and hooked it on.

L brought her face close and whispered, “You’re mine. Now get up and take off that fucking towel.”

Nodding, K undid the towel and looked up at L. His mouth watered as L pulled him to his feet with the leash.

L pointed at the bed with the enormous dildo and said, “Present for me.”

Obediently, K got onto the bed on all fours and buried his face into a pillow as he pushed his Ass as high up as he could and reached back with both hands to spread his cheeks. K felt L’s warm hands trace up from his balls, over his perineum, and across his hole.

K felt the slick stream of lube on his skin and L’s hands rubbing and massaging his muscular Ass.

K yelped as L stung him with a slap, then moaned as she slid a single finger inside his eager puckered hole. She slipped another finger in, then another, accompanying every insertion with a stinging slap. With four fingers comfortably inside her plaything, L massaged K’s inner walls. She pulled the collar back to release K’s face from the pillows to bathe in his desperate moans and watch his eyes roll back in pleasure. L pushed harder and more vigorously until K’s wails echoed through the apartment.

Remembering her primary objective, L removed her hand and watched him wink greedily.

“Get on your back you pathetic slut. Hold your knees up and wait for me,” L barked at K, who did as he was ordered without a moment’s hesitation.

L took her time buckling up her new harness and lubing up the long, girthy dildo. Eyeing her little boy-toy, she slowly slid herself into his aching void. She watched as K’s eyes rolled back in his head again and he lost all composure. With every pump L watched his limp penis flop, his moans and groans of uncontrollable ecstasy oozing from his lips.

L grabbed K’s balls and penis in a tight grip as she pummelled his Ass harder and faster. Every time K began loosening his grip on his knees L yanked on his collar or gripped his penis harder, and he immediately corrected his form.

Before long K was laying flat on his stomach as L continued her violent pumping. K’s rear was beet red from L’s unrelenting strikes. She thrust all her stresses into her little toy and fed off his helpless moans and incoherent begging.

When L finally had her fill she unhooked K’s leash and slowly slid from his Ass. She watched his hole wink before turning him over onto his back.

L looked down at K’s cock. He had released all over the bed and his stomach.

She scowled down at him, “Your tiny little cock made a fucking mess. As punishment, you’re not taking that collar off for the rest of the day, and if I catch you trying to jerk off, you’ll feel my wrath.”

With a whimper and a nod, K got off the bed. Before he could make his way to the bathroom, L grabbed him and brought him down to her level and kissed him deeply. She released him and he scurried off.

L felt very proud of her handiwork as she watched the beet-red Ass of her lover leave the bedroom. Though she enjoyed dominating K so thoroughly, what she really wanted was yet to come. The harder she dominated K on Sunday, the rougher he’d get with her on Monday.

The thought made her giggle in anticipation as she removed the harness and put away the lube and toys.

The weekend may be over, but the fun never ends.