Alice opened her eyes, the white rabbit vibrator bringing her close to yet another glorious orgasm.
She’d lost count of how man she’d had, how many fantasies she’d dreamed up, but after endless, constant ecstasy for over an hour, Alice wanted more.
She wanted the real thing.
Turning on the picnic blanket, she stared at Lewis, still snoring, completely oblivious to the bliss she’d been experiencing, the change she’d gone through.
“Wake up,” Alice said, giving him a shake on the shoulder.
Lewis’s eyelids fluttered open. “Oh, hey, Alice. Sorry, I must have dozed off.” His gaze dropped, focusing on the white rabbit still buzzing and undulating inside her. “Hey! You’re using it. That’s great, I-”
Alice switched off the rabbit and tossed it aside, no longer needing it.
“Take. Off. Your. Pants,” Alice ordered. “Now.”
Lewis didn’t waste any time, and in a flash his pants were off and he was reaching for her.
“No,” she said, pushing him back. “You aren’t allowed to touch me unless I give you permission.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Think of it as a game,” Alice said. “If I do anything that makes you uncomfortable, or that you don’t like, you can say a safeword and I’ll stop. Your safeword is…” Alice searched the fantasies she’d been so recently occupied with, and came upon the perfect one. “Wonderland.”
“Wonderland,” he repeated. “Got it. So what are you going to-”
Alice silenced him with a kiss, her tongue penetrating his mouth as her hand sought his manhood, stroking and pulling on it until it was quite still. She’d never touched Lewis there before, and was delighted to discover how long and thick he was, with the same delightful curve as the March Hare in her fantasies. Lewis moaned, immediately beginning to buck his hips.
“Hold still, she demanded.
Incredibly, Lewis listened. Alice reached up, pulling the blue ribbon out of her hair, and then deftly tying it around the base of Lewis’s member.
“What are you doing, Alice?”
She hesitated only the slightest of moments, then said with authority, “Your cock belongs to me. You shall only come when I allow it. First, you shall satisfy my needs.”
Lewis’s eyes became wide as the plates on which they’d eaten their picnic lunch. Alice placed her hands on her boyfriend’s shoulders, then swung a leg over, straddling him.
“Reach up and play with my tits.”
Lewis did so eagerly. He squeezed her breasts, then his fingers found her nipples, rubbing and pulling and causing delightful sensations up and down Alice’s spine. She moaned, rubbing herself on Lewis’s chest, electric ripples of pleasure making her tremble. Then she moved higher on him, her knees on either side of his ears, until he stared directly up into her.
“You are going to lick my pussy, Lewis,” Alice said, and the vulgarity of the word was so exciting she was already on the verge of orgasm.
“Yes,” Lewis said, his tongue stretching out and reaching for her.
Alice had never noticed before, but Lewis had the longest tongue she’d ever seen. She lowered herself onto it, slowly, pausing when only the very tip touched her, waiting there as he traced the outline of her feminine parts, over and over. She pressed closer, and Lewis entered her with his glorious tongue, moving it in and out until Alice had no choice but to cry out. She wanted nothing more than to squat fully down, as on the queening stool in her fantasies, but instead she pulled back again, teasing both Lewis and herself, drawing it out and heightening her anticipation and pleasure.
Alice did this several times, until she felt ready to burst, and then she grabbed Lewis by his hair and ground his mouth into her, smearing her juices all over his face as he worked his magical tongue. The feeling was so overwhelming that Alice’s whole body spasmed uncontrollably, and her climax was so loud she scared a group of jays out of a nearby tree.
She considered going for seconds, pressing against him greedily, wishing she were completely bare down there and deciding Lewis would shave her when they got home. Then Alice slid down his body, his manhood bumping her between the legs as she slid over it, then standing straight at attention as she wrapped her hand around the base.
She licked Lewis, up and down his length as if enjoying a popsicle on a hot summer day. Lewis began to buck and moan, and she ordered him to stay still.
“I can’t,” he groaned. “It’s too intense.”
“Then use the safeword,” she said, teasing him by running her tongue under his purple head.
Lewis shook his other head, his hands clutching the picnic blanket.
Alice took Lewis in her mouth, slowly, inch by delicious inch, and the very idea of what she was doing, coupled with Lewis’s trembling, was such a turn on she was on the verge of another orgasm. Alice began to suck him, bobbing her head up and down, stroking his shaft with increasing speed as Lewis began to cry out, begging for the ribbon to be untied.
“Not yet,” Alice said, pulling off of his manhood and then moving up his body again. She knelt on either side of his waist, lowering herself to him, once again stopping to tease herself. Alice clutched Lewis, hard, and then rubbed him all over her womanhood, using him as she’d used the rabbit vibrator, brushing his velvet head against her lips, her clitoris, then placing just the first inch inside her and moving in small circles.
“Please!” Lewis begging. “I can’t take much more!”
“You’ll take whatever I dish out,” Alice said. “You are my slave, Lewis. My sex toy. I can do with you as I wish. Say it.”
“I’m… I’m your slave.”
His words were just as intense as his tongue upon her.
“Louder!”
“I’m your slave, Alice! I’m your sex toy!”
Alice dropped suddenly, impaling herself upon Lewis, the sudden fullness taking her breath away.
“My tits,” she managed to gasp.
Lewis obediently reached for them, working her nipples as she rode his length, faster and faster, until she couldn’t prevent the climax from overtaking her. Seeking the ribbon, she released the bow knot from Lewis’s manhood and ordered him, “Come! Come for me!”
He did. So did she.
And for the very first time-for real and not as a vibrator-fueled fantasy-Alice felt like a complete woman.
She collapsed into Lewis’s arms, happy, exhausted, and completely satisfied. For the moment, at least.
“Wow,” Lewis said. “That was amazing. I didn’t know it could be like that. You’re… you’re incredible, Alice.”
She snuggled against him. “You did pretty well yourself.”
“I did?”
“Well, you’ll need a bit more training. But I think you’re going to work out just fine.”
His eyes got wide. “You mean, it could always be just like this?”
“No.”
Lewis’s happy expression faded, and he looked like his puppy had just died. “No?”
“Not just like this. I have a lot of other things for us to try,” Alice said.
“Really?” he asked, perking up again.
Alice thought about the many things she’d done in her fantasies. All the scenarios. All the toys. All the role- playing she and Lewis could do together.
“I have a great many ideas, in fact, and I think they will keep us busy for a long, long time.”
Lewis reached out and embraced her. “I love you, Alice. I love you so much. When can we start?”
Alice smiled wickedly, placing her hand on Lewis’s head, pushing him down to her nether regions.
“There’s no time like the present,” she said, wrapping him with her thighs.
