0 comments/ 6683 views/ 2 favorites Unexpected Weekend Ch. 01 By: JeffJared Though I've always known what kind of girls I liked sexually, it wasn't until I met Bonnie did I realize how far a woman can stretch my sexual appetite . To be honest, for most part of my life until then I was quite tame. The encounter with her pushed me out of my sheltered sexuality and I began to desire more aggressive sex. Bonnie wasn't the only submissive woman I had encountered actually. Shortly after moving back to the west coast, I met another Chinese woman named Wendy. She was in her early 30s but could've easily passed for a mid-20 year old. I met her at a friend's party and we instantly hit it off. Unlike Bonnie, Wendy was shy and quiet. Being petite and slim, she was exactly my type. The sexual attraction was so intense that just being around her made my cock ache. However, she was quite conservative and I just couldn't get her into the sack after a few dates. Eventually, I gave up on her and we just remained friends online. Like how Bonnie and I started sexting online, Wendy and I also became bolder and bolder with our chats. Ok I confess, I was the one who pushed the conversations to be more sexual. However, I was not some juvenile who just liked talking dirty or constantly mentioning my cock. I often posted her intriguing sexual questions, asking her what she liked and why. At first she made excuses to log off whenever the chat became sexual, but the more time we spent together the more she opened up to me. Unlike Bonnie, who confessed she can take anything, Wendy was much more restrictive. She painted herself as someone pure and innocent, yet she confessed a desire to be controlled and dominated. I knew she had a more kinky side and I was determined to find out. One night I met up with her for a drink. Since it was supposed to be a casual meeting, she came in a t-shirt and jeans. By this point of our friendship we were much more comfortable with each other and the talk eventually turned sexual. Between the cocktails and the sex talk, she was becoming more and more "uncomfortable" as the night progressed. She began rubbing her legs against mine, whether consciously or not, and I noticed she was squirming in her seat. A few of my sexual comments even had her blushing and speechless. I gave her a ride back to her apartment and even offered to walk her to her door. I had offered this before in the past, but this was the first time she agreed to let me. Once we reached her door, she opened it and looked into my eyes saying, "Well, good night." There was a small uncomfortable pause. As a gentleman, I would normally just leave. However, I remembered our conversations about how she wanted to be taken and controlled. After a brief hesitation, I grabbed her by the waist and pushed her into her apartment, shutting the door behind us. I can still remember how fast my heart was racing at that moment. I remember thinking to myself that what I just did could either land me in a night of raunchy sex or a night in jail. The look on her face was priceless. She was so shocked when I grabbed her, the only words she could mutter was a small whisper, "What are you doing?" Once inside, I pinned her against the door and took hold of her face. All she could do was groan and squirm in my arms while I feasted on her tongue. She had her hands on my chest and tried to push me off. It was strange because she was obviously not using her full force. She squealed softly and continued asking me what was I doing. I did hesitate a little, but then I noticed she never said no. She had a futon in the living room, so I shoved her onto it. She fell on her back and propped herself up on her elbow staring at me with a slight fear in her eyes. I looked down on that slim sexy piece of meat and remembered how much she made my cock throb on all those dates that ended without any satisfaction. A strange feeling came over me, I felt like a beast looking over my prey. I got on top of her and she immediately dropped her elbow and fell back down on the futon. I leaned forward on my elbows at each side of her head and just stared down at her while she stared back. Then, she began trying to push me off again. The struggle had her grinding her cunt against my cock through our jeans and I knew she was horny. I grabbed each of her wrists and held them down. Though she struggled harder against me, each time she would not use enough force to free herself. Watching her thrashing beneath me while quietly squealing, "No... nooo... please no...," gave me a raging hard on. This was particularly strange to me because it seemed as though she wanted to fight and resist me. When I was with Bonnie, she just wanted me to throw her around like a ragdoll and put her in whatever positions I wanted. While her wrists were held down, she struggled and heaved her chest up as her body throbbed and flopped like a fish. I held her in place and said to her, "Slut! You know you want this. You have been begging for it all night." She replied in a whimper, "No, I'm not a slut! I'm not like that..." I smiled and teased her more, "Then push me off. You can push me off anytime you want and get off from under me. I'll just leave." This of course made her struggle harder, but yet clearly she wasn't trying to get away at all. I released her wrists and grabbed her breasts with both hands and immediately she closed her eyes, arched her back, and let out a loud gasp. Her reaction took me by surprise and I realized she must have sensitive nipples. I started pinching through her shirt and bra for her nipples while she whimpered, "No.. no... noo...," and squirmed beneath me. I gave her a few seconds to rest as I sat up to take off my shirt. Then I grabbed her t-shirt, lifted it up over her head, and left it rolled up onto her outstretched arms above her head. I pulled her bra up and another gasp escaped from her lips as the bra stroked her nipples. Now, Wendy had a unique type of nipples called protruding nipples, they were always hard. Perhaps this was why they were always sensitive. She tilted her head up a little to stare at me. I stuck out my tongue and she started shaking her head lightly whispering, "No... no... no..." The moment my tongue scrubbed hard across her right nipple, she arched her back, shut her eyes, and moaned uncontrollably. I had found her weak spot and she knew she was conquered. You can only imagine how she reacted once I started sucking on it with my full force. After a few moments of her thrashing, I moved my mouth to her left nipple and worked it just as hard while rubbing the saliva covered right nipple with my fingers. With her eyes closed, it must've felt like two mouths sucking hard on her most sensitive spots. With the way she was throbbing against my body, I swore she probably came already. After I had my fill of her delicious tits, I got off her as she laid there panting and stripped off her jeans, revealing her slim sexy legs. Then sitting up, I positioned her over my lap on her knees and elbows facing my left. I moved my hands all over her soft body and dipped my fingers down on her lower back. The touch made her arch her back while making this strange purring moan. Then with my left hand, I pulled her panties up between her butt cheeks and started rubbing her cunt through the fabric with my right hand. She rocked back and forth on my lap, moaning softly to each stroke. She was completely wet so I asked her, "Are you a slut?" When she replied with a no, I gave her ass a hard slap. The sting of the slap forced her eyes open, staring back at me. I asked her again and when she said no, I gave her another hard slap. She gave out a deep crying moan each time my palm met her flesh. After about a dozen spanks, she finally caved in and whimpered a defeated yes. Then I asked her, "Are you dirty?" She bit her lips and hesitated, but screamed out a yes when my hand came down hard on her ass again. Then I pulled her panties down and with my right hand, slipped 2 fingers down from between her butt cheeks into her cunt. While I fingered her, I groped her nipples with my left hand and asked her, "How dirty are you?" She couldn't answer or talk at all, just rocked back and forth moaning loudly in ecstasy. I asked her again and when I didn't get a response, I pinched her nipple harder. She jolted and screamed, so I asked her again and pinched the other nipple. This finally made her scream out, "I'm a dirty slut, do as you please with me!" I took off my pants and put her kneeling on the floor. Then grabbing her head with both hands, I started relentlessly fucking her face. As mentioned earlier, she was a petite and slim woman; it was an absolute sight to see her with a mouthful of my cock. The whole time, she kept her eyes on my eyes and wouldn't even blink. She sucked hard on my knob but I couldn't get my whole shaft into her mouth. It seemed she either didn't know how to deep throat or was unwilling to. I was ready explode at any point so I didn't make a fuss over it, just kept ramming my cock into her cheeks and rubbing the head in and out of her lips. When I was nice and ready, I bent her over the futon so her arms were straight with her hands on the futon and her legs spread wide open. Grabbing her by the waist, I jammed my cock into her dripping wet and eagerly waiting pussy. Her moaning and screaming was unforgettable while I furiously fucked her with her face staring back me. I was too horny by that time and was only able to pound her for a few minutes before cumming all over her back. We both fell asleep on the futon, didn't even clean up. In the morning, she didn't say anything, just gave me a smile and made me some breakfast. We began fucking each other on a normal basis, yet never actually established a relationship. The more time I spent with her, the more she pulled me into her fetish. As mentioned earlier, she differed from Bonnie in some very key ways. For one thing, Bonnie wanted to be dominated in a total complete animalistic sex. She enjoyed rough sex and being roughed up like a piece of meat. She was a lot more like... well... what one would see in porn. From what I understood of Wendy, she was more into being degraded and forced upon. She didn't like the idea of being roughed up, but she wanted to be held down, spat on, and verbally abused. We eventually established a safety word for her because I didn't want to have any problems with miscommunication. However, it was after the establishment of this safety word that I really got to know how she was like. For someone with such a kinky sexual appetite, Wendy was extremely restrictive with what she was willing to do. Some of the things she claimed off limits were so mild that it puzzled me. She didn't like fingers in her mouth, her hair being pulled, being slapped in the face, etc... Though she liked being tied up, she absolutely would not allow anything like nipple clamps or other sex toys. So you can imagine, anal sex and threesomes were definitely off the table. Despite these limitations, she had actually never used the safety word. A few times I did get carried away by either shoving a finger or two in her mouth or grabbing hold of her neck while pummeling her. She reacted by struggling but never used the safety word. I also noticed that since the establishment of the safety word, her struggles became more realistic. She would use her full force to struggle against me and even her pleads became more realistic. At one point, she was pushing me so hard in tears that I stopped and froze in fear that I was hurting her. She stared at me in confusion and asked me why I stopped since she didn't use the safety word. I came to the conclusion that those limits she set for me were not her real limits. They were simply limits she set for me and wanted me to violate. What she enjoyed was being violated. Well, ok not really violated. She liked consenting to nonconsenting sex. I didn't even know if that made any sense. However, the dominant could only dominate as much as the submissive allowed. I asked her once why she liked the verbal abuse, being degraded. She gave me a very reasonable but strange answer. She said that in life many people will degrade you, such as your boss, parents, or even strangers. The anticipation from being degraded/abused in life created a lot of stress and tension, so being degraded in a sexual context by someone you trust in a closed environment helped release that stress. She used the metaphor of firefighters using control burns to prevent forest fires. I began to push her limits little by little. Sometimes I would purposely grab her hair or give her a slap on her face while calling her a filthy whore. As expected, she never used the safety word once. This later gave me a more devious idea. Since we weren't dating, I was still in contact with Bonnie. We had occasional webcam sex and she too began to reveal more of her sexual personality. Unlike Wendy, Bonnie enjoyed the roughness of being dominated. She told me once that she liked being choked because she enjoyed feeling the hands of a strong man around her neck, making her feel feminine. I realized that Bonnie may not always be a submissive; she was just submissive to someone stronger. You probably figured out what I had in mind. I wanted to know how Bonnie would react to a weaker submissive and how far Wendy would let her so-called limits be pushed. ------------------------------- It just so happened that I hadn't seen Bonnie since her last business trip. Since she didn't have any business trips in the near future, we agreed to go to the Bahamas for a weekend fuckfest at some expensive beachside resort. I told Bonnie that I had a surprise for her and I was bringing someone, but refused to tell her who. I knew if I asked Wendy outright, she would say no. Whether she meant it or not was irrelevant, but I had to step around it. So I told Wendy that I was planning a trip to the Bahamas with some friends and liked her to come along. She eagerly complied and we booked a flight. As the day drew closer, I started making up stories about how each of my friends had to cancel. Eventually, I told her only one of my friends could make it and whether she still wanted to go. Since the flight was booked and hotel room was reserved, Wendy didn't want to cancel. The flight was agonizing for my cock, I squirmed in my seat at the thought of how Wendy had no idea what I had planned for her. We arrived at the airport and met Bonnie at a café. One look at Wendy, Bonnie knew exactly what I was planning. She looked at me with a devious grin as I introduced them to each other. After some small talk, we took a cab to the resort. Bonnie was dressed more casually in a black tank top and jean shorts while Wendy was wearing a white sundress. Once at the resort, I went to the desk and checked us into our room. Then, I made a fake fuss in front of Wendy about how they messed up the reservation due to all the cancellations from my other friends that Bonnie's room was mistakenly cancelled. Surprisingly, Wendy immediately offered Bonnie to stay with us in our room. It was a big master suite decorated with lots of plants and had a king size bed, a couch, desk, huge flat screen HD TV, and a gorgeous view of the ocean. After we dropped off our luggage in the room, we headed out. It was already in the afternoon so we spent some time walking along the beach and the shopping district before settling in at a small quaint seafood restaurant for dinner. With the warm breeze blowing and the sound of the ocean beneath us, it was a surreal moment in paradise. The whole time during dinner while we chatted, I kept wondering how we would proceed into my plans. My initial plan was simple, we would order some wine and get Wendy drunk. However, she ordered some fancy nonalcoholic island drink instead and didn't touch the wine at all. After dinner, Bonnie suggested that we just watch a movie on cable in the room and relax a bit. We bought some drinks and snacks and went up to the room. It was at this moment that Wendy noticed there was only one king size bed. I immediately played the gentleman card and told her that the ladies could sleep in the bed and I would take the couch. Bonnie hopped onto the bed with the remote and found a random movie and Wendy joined in next to her. I took this opportunity to join in and the three of us sat on the bed watching the movie and snacking on chips. Bonnie and I had Wendy scrunched up between us. While the movie played, we chatted and joked. Though there were lots of bumping and accidental rubbing, legs touching, arms touching, etc..., I was still not sure how to get things started. However, as I had hoped, in the presence of a weaker sub Bonnie became more dominant. In between the talks and jokes, she would reply to Wendy with subtle petting such as touching her legs with her hands. Wendy was not resisting Bonnie's advances at all as though she was completely unaware of what she was doing. At one point during the movie, there was a sexy scene where two girls were kissing. This was the break Bonnie was looking for and she jokingly commented, "Ooo.. sexy!" Then she turned to Wendy and asked her whether she had kissed a girl before. Wendy replied casually, "On no... I'm not into that." Bonnie then replied, "Oh, why not? It's not a big deal," then looked at me and said to Wendy, "Besides, I think he would really like to see it." At this point, Wendy kind of froze up a little and became silent, staring at the TV. I gave her a little nudge and said, "Nah it would probably be awkward since you have never done it and wouldn't be sexy at all." Wendy sneered a little at me but remained silent. Bonnie leaned into Wendy and whispered seductively, "You going to let him say that? Come on, show him how sexy you can be." Wendy looked at her but was speechless. Without a word, Bonnie leaned in. The moment Bonnie's lips touched hers, Wendy closed her eyes and returned the kiss. Bonnie looked at me and said, "How was that? Sexy enough for you?" I grunted and replied, "I've seen better." Wendy laughed a little and Bonnie said to her, "Come on, can't let him say that," and then planted another kiss on Wendy's lips. Wendy closed her eyes again during the kiss and opened them after staring right into Bonnie's eyes, still quiet. Without hesitation, Bonnie leaned in more, putting her right arm across Wendy's waist. She started making out with her faster and heavier. Wendy kept her eyes closed as Bonnie made out with her. After a few minutes, she tried to talk over her kissing, telling her that it was enough. Bonnie stopped but kept her face right up to Wendy's and waited for her to open her eyes before continuing her kisses. The more Wendy protested, the more aggressive Bonnie became. All this movement had pushed Wendy from sitting to lying flat on the bed. Bonnie then sat on top of her completely, held her face with both hands, and had her way with her. Wendy was now throbbing and actively pleading, "No, please.. stop.. no..," as she tried to push Bonnie off. However, as I suspected she wasn't really trying and didn't use the safety word. Then, Bonnie grabbed Wendy's wrists and pinned them above her head. When she leaned in to make out with her this time, her chest pressed down right on top of Wendy's. Wendy gave out a gasp as her sensitive nipples rubbed back and forth against Bonnie's tits. Bonnie immediately noticed the reaction and without hesitation pulled the straps off Wendy's dress. She crumbled her top all the way down to her waist. Wendy started to cry and told her to stop to no avail. With one tug, Bonnie lifted Wendy's bra and those protruding nipples popped right out. She pulled Wendy's bra all the way up to her wrists and tied her wrists together with it. With Wendy completely helpless, Bonnie gave herself a feast on her nipples while I sat next to them stroking my cock. Bonnie was rough, she liked rough, and shown Wendy's nipples no mercy. Then with Wendy staring at her, Bonnie bit down hard on one nipple and tugged on it with her teeth. Wendy squirmed, cried, and moaned through her vicious attacks but still refused to use the safety word. Unexpected Weekend Ch. 01 After she had her fill, Bonnie took of her tank top and not surprisingly, she was braless. Wendy's eyes widened in shock when she saw Bonnie's large plump tits popped out. Bonnie first leaned down and buried Wendy's face in her tits to give her a taste. Then, she positioned her own hard nipples above Wendy's before pressing her body down. As her tits squished right on top of Wendy's, she started grinding her whole body against her. The expression on Wendy's face each time Bonnie's nipples brushed against hers was a mixture of ecstasy and confusion. Knowing she had full control over Wendy, Bonnie kept grinding their tits together and grabbed her face saying, "Yeah, I knew you'd like my tits, you fucking whore. Say you love my tits!" In between her moans, we could barely make out Wendy whimpering, "No... no... no..." Bonnie didn't want to waste any time getting to some serious fun. She got off Wendy and stripped the little sundress right off her along with her panties. Then, she took off her own shorts and panties and positioned herself on top of Wendy's naked body. She grabbed Wendy's leg in a missionary position and pressed her mound right on top of hers so their clits were pressed together. Then, leaning down so their tits were pressed together again, she grabbed her face and started sucking her tongue as their body slowly gyrated together. At this point, I had moved over to the couch to get a full view of this delicious sight: Wendy with her wrists tied and stretched above her head while Bonnie had Wendy's legs over her shoulders, both naked. While their clits and nipples were pressed together, Bonnie grinding her body on Wendy and making out with her. Every now and then, Bonnie would stop and turn towards me, grinning as she continued grinding her body on Wendy. A couple of times she would even pull Wendy's tear covered face up and made her look at me stroking my cock. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and walked over to the bed. The moment I got up, Bonnie grabbed Wendy by the hair and pulled her to her knees. She knelt down behind Wendy and grabbed hold of her face, forcing her mouth open. I grabbed Wendy's tied wrists above her head and stood still while Bonnie forced Wendy's head back and forth on my cock. Every few strokes, Bonnie would force Wendy's head right into my body, forcing my cock way down into her throat. Each time, Wendy would grimace with her eyes tightly shut and tears streaming down. I remembered that first night with Wendy when she wouldn't deep throat me. Now she had no choice but to take my whole cock until my balls hit her chin. After a while, Bonnie pulled Wendy's mouth off my cock and said to her, "Suck it well cock whore, you know what to do, right?" Wendy whimpered a small yes and Bonnie let her head go. While Wendy continued to bob her head on my cock, Bonnie went to her luggage and pulled out some ropes. I was pleasantly surprised, I had no idea she actually came prepared. With Wendy still working my cock, Bonnie secured the rope around Wendy's tits so her arms were tied to her body, then she wrapped the rope to secure her wrists firmly behind her back. She pulled Wendy off my cock and said, "My turn. I've been doing all the work, I need some fun too." Bonnie sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Wendy by her hair. When Wendy realized what was happening, she screamed out, "No!! NO!!" but was immediately muffled by Bonnie's cunt. Bonnie rubbed her cunt on Wendy's face, then looked at me and said, "She's not licking." I grabbed Wendy by her waist and pulled her to her feet bent over with her face still buried in Bonnie's cunt. Then with my belt, I started whipping her ass. She cried out in a muffled scream at each lash. After a few lashes, I looked at Bonnie. When Bonnie shook her head, I continued the whipping. This went on until Wendy's ass was completely red and bruised before she started licking Bonnie's pussy nice and wet. I went over and started milking Wendy's tits to make her more... involved. This made Wendy lick in such a rabid pace and moan right into Bonnie's cunt that Bonnie arched her back, moaning loudly while squeezing her own tits. The sight was unbearable to witness and I was so horny I wanted to just jam my cock into anything at that point. After what I believed was enough time for them, I grabbed Wendy and brought her onto Bonnie's body. As her body pressed down on Bonnie, Bonnie had to hold Wendy's face up because her arms were tied behind her back. I immediately shoved my cock into Wendy's cunt and started fucking the hell out of her. Her body ground against Bonnie's beneath her with each of my strokes as she moaned while Bonnie made out with her. After a few stroke, I pulled out and started fucking Bonnie's cunt relentlessly. Bonnie was so wet from the licking that it took only a few minutes of hard stroking for her to climax. When she came, she grabbed hard on Wendy's hair and pulled her head down next to hers. Then, she became completely limp and that was the signal for me to switch again. I grabbed Wendy's ass cheeks with both hands and started pummeling her pussy mercilessly. I leaned down to her face and asked her, "Who's the cock slave? Bitch, answer! Who's the cock slave?" Wendy couldn't respond; all she could do was grunt and moan. Bonnie came to and took the opportunity to choke Wendy with both hands. This got her attention and Wendy started to grunt out, "I'm the cock slave! I'm the cock slave!" until she too came uncontrollably. With the two girls in comatose state on top of each other, I pulled my cock out and slipped it between their two clits. They both gasped as I slid my cock between them and started fucking their clits. Their combined moaning was too much for me, but I was determined to make them both cum again. Once Wendy arched her back with her head lifted up and Bonnie arched her back lifting her body off the bed, I blew my load between their clits and onto their stomachs. When I pulled out, you can hear the sticky cum as their tummies pressed against each other. I moved onto the bed to their faces and made them both clean up my cock. I passed out for a little while, but when I woke they were still both passed out on the bed. I went over to Bonnie's bag and found more ropes and some cloth strips. I took some rope and I tied Wendy's ankles together. Then I took a cloth strip and tied it around her mouth. She was half awake at that time, but just stared at me with tired eyes. Then I lay Wendy down on the floor next to the bed. Bonnie saw what I did and she gave me a smile as she climbed under the blanket. However, I quickly grabbed her by her hair and pulled her to me. I gave her a hard slap across her face and said to her, "Just so you know, who is in charge." She replied by whimpering, "Yes... sir." I tied the rope around her chest and arms before securing her hands behind her back just like she did with Wendy. Then, I tied her ankles together too and gagged her with a cloth. I laid her next to Wendy and climbed into the bed by myself and dozed off into dreamland.