Ashley’s BBQ Femdom Surprise
Dear FemdomU Magazine, I’m Ashley, a 24-year-old single woman, and I wanted to share a particularly unforgettable experience I had at a BBQ hosted by my friend Marge and her husband, James. Marge and I met at work and quickly became friends despite the age difference—she’s in her thirties. One weekend, Marge invited me over to their place for a BBQ, mentioning that James would invite a single friend my age. She promised we’d all have a good time, enjoying the hot tub and each other’s company.
The evening started off well, but it soon became clear that James’ friend wasn’t showing up. I assured Marge it was fine, but she was visibly angry at James. Then, out of nowhere, Marge turned to me and asked if it was okay to punish James in front of me. I was dumbfounded and hesitantly answered, “okay.”
To my shock and arousal, James rose from his seat and stripped himself completely bare in front of us. His chiseled physique glistened with sweat and I couldn’t help but notice the dark mat of hair covering every inch of his skin. My heart raced as he handed a leather strap to Marge, who wasted no time in giving him a hard lash across his exposed backside. The sound of flesh meeting leather echoed through the room, stirring a primal desire within me. When Marge offered me a turn, I hesitated nervously before taking the strap in my trembling hand. But as she urged me to hit harder and harder, a surge of power coursed through me and I unleashed a series of brutal strikes on James’ vulnerable body. His screams mingled with my own moans of pleasure until Marge forcefully pulled me away.
Marge then declared that since James’ worthless friend was a no-show and I would have nobody to fuck (which, to be honest, I wasn’t even planning on), James would have to please me instead.
In a dizzying haze of exhilaration and disbelief, I untied my swimsuit and let it fall to the ground, sinking onto a plush lounge chair. James, his naked body radiating submission, knelt between my exposed legs. Marge stood nearby, her commanding presence looming over us both, her eyes firmly fixed on James as he eagerly awaited her instructions.
With trembling anticipation, I felt James’ tongue slowly explore every inch of my most sensitive areas. His skilled movements sent waves of pleasure surging through me, his rough beard adding an unexpected yet enticing element to his soft and intimate touch. My moans echoed around us as he continued to lick and suck, his enthusiasm never wavering in his eagerness to please. Occasionally, Marge’s authoritative voice could be heard barking orders at him, directing him to focus on my clit or urging him to go deeper. Her control over him only added to the intensity of the moment, heightening my arousal and increasing the intensity of our shared pleasure.
Sensation after sensation washed over me in a tidal surge, my fingers entwined in James’ hair, tugging him closer as he skillfully worked his tongue. The commanding presence of Marge, her overwhelming aura guiding and amplifying the experience, heightened my pleasure even further. And then it happened – a shattering climax that rippled through my entire being, my cries of ecstasy blending with the gentle whisper of the evening breeze.
In the aftermath, James continued to caress and worship me with soft kisses and delicate strokes of his hands. Marge’s smile held a knowing glint in her eyes as she gracefully led James away.
That evening left a lasting impression on me. I had never experienced anything like it before—the power dynamics, the control, the sheer raw pleasure. It was an unexpected but incredibly satisfying turn of events, one that I often think back on with a mixture of surprise and arousal.
Yours in excitement and discovery,
Ashley
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