Worth His While

by Autumn Seave

The winter had been long, cold, and harsh so when spring finally came I was stirred up with a passion to be outside. So, when my husband came home from work on Friday evening, I suggested a trip into the mountains where we could enjoy the night air. My husband wasn’t much of a camper, but he agreed when I made promises that I would make it worth his while.

With a smirk he said, “You bet you will.”

He packed the truck with camping gear while I got some food ready for breakfast the next day.

As we drove up the mountain, he was very quiet. I asked him what was on his mind.

“Oh, just thinking about what it will take to make this worth my while,” he said, the same smirk as earlier making a reappearance on his lips.

“Do you have something in mind.”

“Yes.”

“So what is it?”

“You’ll see. It’ll be a surprise.”

I wondered what idea was churning through his mind. He always had new and interesting ways of turning me on and just thinking about it was making me wet. He knew how easy it was to excite me and knowing that, he always made allusions to his plans that would have me begging before I knew it.

After about a 45-minute drive we reached a small road, barely more than a path really, that led into the bushes. After only about 400 yards, the road ended. We walked from here on.

A path led further into the bushes. It would take us to my favorite camping spot. It was isolated and very few people knew about it. It had a large enough clearing to put up a tent and a fresh water spring running nearby.

We had both gotten out of the truck when he snuck up behind me, capturing my hands behind my back in one of his large hands.

I was a little surprised but welcomed his lips on mine. His kiss was wild and somewhat rougher than usual. He kissed me harder as his hand undid the clasp of my bra and came around to squeeze one breast in his hand. He then moved his fingers to my nipples and pinched them. He was gentle at first but then his pinches grew harder and harder until I squealed in pleasure, arching my back, and pushing my breasts against his hands.

He stopped kissing me to raise my shirt so that my breasts were fully exposed in the moonlight. My nipples that had been teased so mercilessly, stood out hard, aching under his appreciative gaze. When he lowered his head to lazily flick his tongue over one hard bud, I pushed my breast out, wanting to feel the warmth of his mouth fully upon me. He quickly moved away. His tongue flicked quickly over the other nipple and pulled away again.

With my nipples jutting out into the cool night air, his eyes met mine and he said, “So baby, you’ve promised to make this night worth my while. Does that mean you promise to submit to my every request.”

“Yes.”

“And do you promise to submit to any punishment I feel is necessary if you are naughty.”

Again, I nodded. Already my pussy was aching to be filled with his hard cock and I half hoped he would bend me over the front seat of the truck and fuck me right there. But I knew he wouldn’t give me what I wanted yet.

With one more deliciously hard pinch on each nipple, he released me and said, “Let’s get moving then.”

As I bent over to pick up the backpack I had dropped earlier, he delivered a hard, open-handed smack on my denim-clad bottom that stung and made my pussy vibrate with want.

Soon, we came to the end of the trail where the clearing was. We set up the tent together and when we were done I noticed that there was some extra cord left. It didn’t cross my mind that he may have planned it that way.

We made a fire and warmed up some canned beans and coffee. I ate quickly, anticipating what his requests might be. While he went to the stream to rinse our plates and cookware, I dove into the tent and got naked.

I heard him come back and put the utensils away. There was some shuffling around as I excitedly waited for him to join me.

“Baby, come here please,” I heard him call.

I hesitated. It was chilly out there and I really didn’t want to bother putting my clothes on.

“Baby, I said come out here,” he said again, his voice more stern now.

“But I don’t have anything on,” I said, hoping to seduce him inside.

“Baby, I said come out here – now.”

His voice was demanding this time and remembering my promise to submit, I crawled out of the tent feet first. I knew how much he loved my backside, so I hoped that the sight of my naked ass in the moonlight would appease him. I wasn’t expecting the stinging smack of his palm against my right cheek. I almost scooted back into the tent, but he grabbed my ankle and I changed my mind.

He took my hand and guided me over to one of the logs we used as a chair. He sat and patted his knee. “Bend over.”

I joyfully positioned myself over his knee. He knew I loved a good spanking but he rarely indulged me. Tonight he certainly seemed to be in a dominant mood. My ass still tingled from the last slap.

He spread my legs slightly and the cool air hit my open lips. He reached underneath to fondle my breasts, which hung against his thigh. With a wet finger he pinched my nipples lightly.

“You’ve been rather naughty already tonight haven’t you?”

And with that I felt another smack on my left ass cheek.

“You’ll have to listen better,” and another, “than that,” and another, “if you want me to,” and another, “give you a proper,” and another, “fucking.” And with that he gave me one last hard slap down the middle of my ass, low enough to graze the entrance of my pussy.

I squealed and begged, “Oh yes, Sir. I promise. I’ll do whatever you ask from now on.”

“That’s a good girl,” he said as his fingers tickled my wet hole. “I know you’ll do whatever it takes to make this trip worth my while.”

He simultaneously pushed one finger deep inside me and pinched my nipple hard again. My warm sheath closed around his finger as he pulled it out and then added another finger, then pulled it out and added another. I pushed my pussy against his hand, wanting more, but then he pulled completely away, leaving me empty.

“Get up,” he commanded.

I did, lowering my eyes so that he couldn’t see the need and want reflected in them.

“Look at me.”

I did.

“I’m going to blindfold you now. But don’t be afraid. You know I won’t do anything that you won’t enjoy.”

I nodded again. I knew my husband was a gentle man and the only way he enjoyed being so dominant was knowing the extreme pleasure and excitement it encouraged in me.

He guided me backwards until I felt tree roots under my feet and positioned my feet apart until they were on secure ground. He then raised both my hands in the air and before I knew it I was tied to a tree branch above me. He moved my ankles a little further apart and I felt him tie a rope around each ankle. I assumed that he tied each end to a nearby tree because soon I found that I could not pull my legs together.

“Ah, darling. You look beautiful. If only you could see yourself. Oh, but you can later. I brought the digital camera.” I blushed as he quickly snapped a couple pictures. Then I heard him put the camera away.

I heard him open and close something. What was he doing? I soon realized what it was. He was rolling an ice cube across my shoulders, down around my breasts and over my nipples. The cool air nipped at my buds as he moved another ice cube over my open cunt lips, and then popped the last of the melting ice cube into my mouth.

He began kissing my mouth with lips that seemed hotter than ever before. After a moment of hard passionate kisses, his lips moved down my neck until he found my breast. The heat of his mouth burned my nipples compared to the freezing cold ice. His finger caressed my clit, teasing it lazily, slowly. I couldn’t move much in my restraints, but that didn’t stop me from thrusting my hips out to meet his hand.

As his mouth moved to the other nipple, he complied by inserting two fingers deep inside my moist cavern. As his thumb continued to graze over my clit, I begged, “Please, give me more.”

I could almost feel him smiling up at me as I felt a third finger plunge inside of me. His kisses moved down over my belly until finally his tongue found my hard button. I thrust my hips forward again until his lips and tongue sucked and nibbled at my core of pleasure.

I groaned loudly. I begged and pleaded.

With his fingers deep inside me, rubbing up against that internal button, he asked, “Tell me what you want baby.”

“You know damn well what I want,” I nearly growled.

With that he stood, grabbed hold of one of my tits in each hand, and with forefinger and thumb, pinched my already aching nipples, hard. Holding his grip firmly and stretching the nipples out he said again, “Tell me what you want.”

In a burst of frustration, I screamed louder than I intended to, “Fuck me. I want you to fuck me.”

He then released my breasts and with a little chuckle he said, “Oh, I’m gonna fuck you alright.”

He must have reached above me to loosen the rope because I felt my arms go slack as he said, “But first you’ll have to do something for me. On your knees.”

I dropped to my knees and felt the rope tighten again, my arms held over my head. With my legs still wide apart, my delicate parts felt more exposed than ever. The, I heard the zipper of his jeans and his cock was against my cheek.

“Suck it baby. Suck my cock just the way I like it.”

Knowing that I was not going to get my pussy filled the way I wanted it until he was good and ready I fully opened my mouth. Soon, my mouth was full of his hard shaft. I hardly had to move my head at all has he pulled out until just the head was at my lips and then pushed back until he tickled my tonsils. I let my tongue run the length of his shaft, feeling the veins as I sucked each time he pulled out. I wished I could reach between my own legs to touch my clit, to push my fingers inside myself, but all I could feel was the breeze each time it caressed my moistness. It made me ache more and want to be filled up with this hard tool that filled my mouth.

“Now you’re ready to be fucked,” he said.

I heard the cooler being pushed in front of me. I was happy to feel the coarse blanket covering the cooler as he pushed it under my belly, spreading my legs just a little more. He loosened the rope from the tree, but left my hands tied together, as I collapsed over the cooler.

I heard him move behind me as he said, “Baby, are you ready for me.”

“Yes,” I moaned, “Please, would you fuck me now.”

“Are you sure? My cock is so hard tonight. When I take you I’m gonna fuck your pussy hard and fast.”

“Yes baby, please. I need you fuck my cunt good and hard.”

And without another word, he grabbed hold of my hips, positioned his ramrod at the entrance to my hole, and with one hard thrust his cock was buried deep inside me.

My hips bucked at the intensity of it, but soon I was meeting each of his thrusts, wanting more, needing him to fill me as completely as possible. My clit rubbed against the coarseness of the blanket with each thrust. I felt like an animal. I just wanted to be utterly fucked. I thought I couldn’t possibly last much longer, and then I felt his finger over the entrance to my back door.

“Oh yes baby,” I moaned, wanting to feel his fingers in my ass.

“Yes, what.”

“Fuck my ass with your fingers, please.”

He’d planned the evening well because he already had a bottle of lube close by. He stopped pumping his cock for a moment while he drizzled lube over my ass. With a thrust his cock was deep inside my pussy again and his finger soon was moving in and out of my ass. After a moment he added another finger and I could feel them moving in and out against the sensitive walls of my back tunnel.

I groaned loudly as I felt his heat inside me. His cock twitched, he groaned heavily and with one more hard thrust, his cock began to spew out his load of come.

I was so close too, I just needed another moment. He quickly lay down on the blanket on the ground and positioned my pussy over his face. As his mouth sucked hard on my clit, his right hand buried three fingers inside me. His left hand continued to pump two fingers in and out of my ass.

His teeth grazed my clit and I felt wave after wave roll over me. His fingers continued to pump in and out as I pushed my clit against his mouth until the last wave passed.

I collapsed over the cooler, my ass still in the air. He gently removed the ropes that bound me and the blindfold that covered my eyes. He helped me stand, kissed each of my burning nipples delicately, and ran his hand gently over my still pink cheeks.

Then he kissed me slowly and softly on my lips and said, “I don’t think I dislike camping anymore … but could we pretend I do so that we have a good excuse to do this again?”

“Definitely,” I agreed.

2 Responses to “Worth His While”

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