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This story contains sexual content relating to BDSM. This includes: spanking, choking, light bondage, a butt-plug, degradation, praising, and Dom/sub. Everything between these characters is consensual, and a safe word is being used. Read at your own discretion.

Alvin x Brittany: Ecstasy

There was no denying that Alvin and Brittany Seville had a spicy bedroom life. Everyone suspected it, and many had heard it, especially their siblings and friends. Whether it was Alvin's shameless bragging or Brittany's rambling gossip, they'd all picked up on a few details that would make any conventional couple blush.

Tonight, though, the creative lovers were up to something new.

Brittany sat on the end of the bed, on her knees, dressed in a soft black lingerie slip that did nothing to hide the curves of her body. She waited anxiously facing the headboard of the bed, listening for any sound of Alvin returning from work. They had agreed that she would wait patiently for him on the bed, dressed in his choice of lingerie.

They've never done anything like this before. They've discussed it and they know each other's limits, but this time it's actually happening. Alvin had been teasing her all day, sending risqué texts warning her of what was to come. Her heart was beating out of her chest as she contemplated what it might actually be like to fully submit to her partner. The thin black paddle lay perfectly on the bedside table, almost taunting her. She wanted to reach out and touch it, but knew she wasn't supposed to.

She heard the front door unlock and open, footsteps following behind. Alvin was finally home and soon she would get everything she had asked for. Everything she deserved.

Brittany imagined what Alvin might be thinking right now. Is he nervous, too? Excited? Her thoughts were cut off from the sound of the bedroom door opening. Alvin's shirt was unbuttoned at the top and his belt was unhooked. His shoes were gone, probably left somewhere by the front door.

"You did as I asked?" he questioned her, slowly removing his shirt. "You waited for me?"

Brittany's tummy was full of butterflies. She hesitated to answer, but she didn't know why. "Y-yes. I did everything you asked."

Alvin huffed a small laugh, his blue eyes twinkled with excitement. "You're already not following the rules. Yes, what?"

Brittany blushed, trying to keep her composure, but she couldn't stop the smile that appeared on her face. They had just started and she already broke a rule. That meant she could be punished. "Y-yes, sir."

"Good girl." He cooed as he removed the remnants of his clothing. "I've always liked you in black."

Brittany smiled at his compliment. She knew he meant it; he always did.

He pressed his body against her back, breathing in the scent of her strawberry shampoo. She always smelled delicious and sweet, and he loved that about her. His hands grazed her arms so gently before resting on her hips. He dipped his head into her neck, softly peppering kisses down to her shoulder and back up again before sucking slightly on her earlobe. Brittany gasped, her hands trembling slightly, begging to reach back and touch him, but she couldn't move until he said otherwise.

Alvin grasped the bottom of her slip and pulled it over her head, leaving them both completely nude. "On your back. Now."

Brittany quickly did as he asked, whispering a "Yes, sir.", laying on her tummy and with her hands above her head. Alvin tied her hands to both corners of the headboard and pulled her gently until the restraints were taught.

"Do you remember your safe words?" he asked. "Tell them to me."

She did, of course. "Green is good, yellow is check in, red is stop… sir."

"Good girl."

Brittany's blush might never settle down if he kept calling her that. Now that he was here, she was more excited than nervous, but there was still an edge to her thoughts that kept her from relaxing completely. She knew she could trust him, but this was so new, so much more than they've ever done. Brittany wasn't really the submissive type, but Jeanette said giving up control to your partner would be a thrilling experience.

Her thoughts were hushed as Alvin lay above her, placing himself not to crush her, and pressed their lips together in a firm kiss. It was gentle at first, then wild and reckless, like him. She could barely keep up with the perfect catch-and-release of their lips, his erection pressing against her thigh. Truthfully, she didn't need any foreplay. The anticipation had her wet and ready, but tonight he was in charge. She wasn't going to find release unless he allowed it.

His kisses grazed lower, from her neck to her collarbone, before finally landing on one breast. He plucked her nipple with his teeth, sending a bolt of fire through her body. Alvin knew what Brittany liked, and her nipples have always been extra sensitive. She moaned aloud, letting her eyes flutter closed to enjoy the pleasure.

"No," Alvin spoke firmly, "Don't close your eyes. Look at me. Always look at me."

Brittany opened her eyes and did as he said. His eyes were lustful and his face was flushed. "Yes, s-ah!"

Alvin bit down on one nipple. Brittany arched her back and moaned. The pain quickly turned to pleasure when he circled his tongue around the tight nub, sucking until it released from his lips with a soft pop.

"Since you were so good today, I'll reward you." Alvin said and he kissed lower down her body, moving his hands down her sides as he went. Brittany loved being touched by his hand. "Would you like that?"

"Yes, sir, I would like that." Brittany's voice came out just above a whisper. Her heart was beating out of her chest. She was soaking onto her thighs just waiting for him. She wanted him to just touch her already. She needed it.

She spread her legs obediently as he shifted further down. Alvin traced his lips down her thigh and across her heat, teasing her. Taunting her. She bit her bottom lip as she waited.

Alvin grasped both thighs tightly and swiped his tongue across her lower lips. Brittany gasped in pleasure with her lips forming the perfect O shape. He used his tongue greedily to lick from base to top, circling her clit just how she likes, before going back down again. Brittany shuddered underneath him, moaning and jerking with ecstasy.

He used his hands to push her legs open further. Alvin slowly massaged the inside of her thighs, knowing it would drive Brittany crazy. Not only were her nipples extremely sensitive, but so were the inside of her thighs.

Smack!

He firmly smacked her thighs, causing her to cry out. She clenched against nothing, wishing she could have more.

"Ahh-Alvi-ahh!"

Alvin plunged two fingers inside her hot, wet sex, thrusting them in and out and angling perfectly against her favorite spots. He sucked on her clit, never ceasing his assault, and knowingly bringing her towards her peak. Brittany's voice pitched higher and her back arched again. Her toes curled, signaling that she was reaching her end.

But she couldn't come yet. It was too soon.

Right before she reached her peak, he stopped. He removed his fingers and moved back up her body, planting kisses along her skin. Their lips met again and he kissed her deeper, harder.

Brittany's whole body shook and her breathing was heavy. She wanted to complain, but didn't. She was so close and he knew it. He knows her body as well as she does his. Why did he stop?

"Not so fast, Brit. You can't come yet. Not until I let you."

Well God that was filthy.

Brittany's chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath. She's never been a fan of orgasm denial, but Alvin loved doing it to her. He knew she hated it.

"Alvin, you know I-eeah!"

Alvin grasped her throat at the base, not cutting off her airflow but applying enough pressure to catch her attention. "Every time you try to argue with me, I'll have to punish you." He smirked, looking down at her. "Safe word?"

Brittany gazed into his eyes considering her options. She did say choking was okay, but she's never let him choke her before. She kind of liked it. "I think it's green… sir."

Alvin caught her in another kiss before asking, "You think, or you know?"

"I'm… not sure." She didn't refer to him correctly, but he'll let it slide this time.

With one hand grasped firmly around her throat, he used the other to smooth down her skin until he reached her breasts. He pinched one nipple between his fingers, rolling them slightly and plucking until he received a reaction. Brittany moaned, wiggling slightly in a failed attempt to receive more pleasure. She could squeeze her thighs together, rubbing them against each other, but it just wasn't enough.

"You can call a safe word at any time. Don't forget that." Alvin undid the restraints on her wrists and gently rubbed the skin to soothe it. "I need you to trust me. I'll never, ever hurt you, Brittany. Everything I do tonight is to bring you pleasure."

His words were authentic and pure. Brittany knew this. "I know. I trust you… sir."

Alvin smiled at her. He kissed her gently again. "On your belly, across my lap, hands behind your back. You need to be punished for trying to argue with me." Brittany snorted a laugh. She couldn't help it. She knew exactly where this was going and she wanted it.

She did as he asked, laying across his lap and crossing her hands behind her back, holding them by her wrists. He reached over and grabbed the paddle from the bedside table. She wiggled when he massaged his hands over her bottom and thighs. Brittany would never admit it out loud, but this would definitely be her favorite part of the night.

Smack!

Brittany jumped and shrieked from the smack. Alvin soothed his hand across her cheek where he hit with the paddle, turning the quick pain into pleasure.

"Count them as I do it."

"One, sir."

Smack!

"Two, sir!"

Smack!

"Th-three, sir!"

He rotated cheeks as he used the paddle. By the 5th hit, her bottom was turning a cherry red and becoming more sensitive to the spanks. As he continued, he lightened each hit, always stopping to caress her skin after.

"T-ten, sir."

"Good girl."

Brittany's face was flushed and her breathing erratic. Her skin was stinging from the assault, but Alvin's hands were covering the sting with a warm pleasure.

He helped her onto her knees and laid down on his back. "You did good. Now I can reward you for it."

Brittany smiled and looked down upon him. He was flushed as much as she was, clearly enjoying their antics. Alvin loved having control over her in bed. He was confident and capable, dripping with authority, and he knew her body well. He could have her screaming in ecstasy in minutes, and he knew it. The smirk on his face only verified those thoughts.

Brittany crawled towards him, focused on the task in front of her. Alvin wasn't small by any means, and she loved him for it. She greedily took his shaft into her mouth, curling her lips over her teeth and taking him as far as she could until he hit the back of her throat. She started to grasp him with her hand, but Alvin swatted her hand away.

"No hands. Only your mouth."

Brittany didn't take time to verbally respond. She sucked greedily and bobbed her head up and down. She wanted to make sure he felt as good as she did. He deserved it.

Alvin grasped the back of her head with his hand, firmly holding onto her hair, and pushed. Once he felt himself touch the back of her throat, he waited. Brittany coughed slightly but continued to suck, swirling her tongue around his shaft. He pushed on her head a little more. He could feel her trying to loosen her throat to take more of him. It worked, but he knew she was reaching her limit. He pulled her head back until he slid out of her mouth.

"Safe word?"

"Green, sir."

He smirked and pushed her head back down, forcing her to take as much of him as she could. She moaned around him and he could feel the soft vibrations of her voice. He loved it.

He repeated his onslaught, forcing her head down as far as she could take, until he was finally holding her head still and thrusting up into her mouth. It was messy but it was erotic. Brittany had to keep restraining herself from touching him with her hand. She knew she could bring him more pleasure if she used them, but that's not what he had planned.

She knew he was close to release when his breathing came quicker and his thrusts more erratic. His belly tensed and his hands tightened into her hair. Brittany sucked harder and pulled up until he slipped out of her mouth. Alvin lay breathing heavy, eyes half shut, and looked down at her smirking up at him. She loved the blissful look on his face when he was lost in ecstasy. She made him feel so good.

Alvin took a few seconds to regain himself. He used one finger to hold under her chin and pull her forward until their lips met. Brittany sat facing him on his lap. He kissed her until they both were gasping for air, then caught her ear with his lips, softly pressing his tongue against her skin. He sucked slightly at the pulse just under her ear, listening to her soft sweet moans in return.

Brittany couldn't help herself. She ran her hands up and down his chest wanting more. She used her nails to scratch across his back, just how he liked it. He groaned against her throat, licking and kissing, and he grasped her hips firmly to pull her closer. His head was swimming and he couldn't focus.

"On your hands and knees." His voice was stern. She did as he asked, looking back at him over her shoulder.

Alvin moved off the bed quickly to retrieve something from the bedside dresser drawer. He was too quick for her to see what it was. She furrowed her brow in question to him, but didn't say anything. Alvin noticed her confusion and reassured her, "Don't worry, babe. You'll love it. Eyes front."

She did as he said, and a soft bthzzz-ing noise filled their silence. A vibrator? Then a soft pop and the slight sound of a liquid squirting out. Lube?

Brittany felt something cold and firm touch her bumhole and she jumped in response. Alvin laughed behind her, but never let up the pressure.

"A-Alvin!" She squealed and he laughed again. Anal toys were on her list of things to try, and they had discussed it previously. She just didn't think he was serious.

"Just relax, Britt. Trust me. Safe word?"

Brittany flushed in embarrassment, but she was still curious. The easy vibrations of the toy were gentle enough to feel good but not too overwhelming. Alvin was pressing it slightly then easing off, letting her body get accustomed to the new invasion.

"Green, sir."

Alvin pressed more until the small vibrating butt-plug popped inside. Brittany tensed from shock. She didn't expect it to slip in so quickly, but it didn't hurt at all. In fact, it felt good. Really good.

Alvin remained behind her, petting her bottom and back to help her relax. He grabbed her shoulders to raise her up, pressing her back against his front. He used this position to his advantage to reach around and grasp her breasts, teasing her nipples to bring her pleasure and kissing on her neck. She relaxed against him and enjoyed his actions, letting him do as he pleased. He touched her everywhere, down her sides, across her belly, all while peppering more kissing along her neck and shoulder. The delicate vibrations of the plug were just enough to keep her buzzing with pleasure, but not enough to get her there. She needed more, and he would give it to her.

Continuing his work on her body, he reached down with one hand to skim across her thigh. He was so close to what she wanted. She arched her back and moaned, all but begging for more. He sucked gently on her ear, pinching one nipple between his fingers, and finally reached between her thighs to her mound. She was soaking wet, just like he wanted.

Alvin dipped two fingers inside and thrust them gently before pulling out and going up to circle around her clit. That's all she needed. Brittany tensed and jerked, moaning aloud. He circled her clit with both fingers, pressing gently but firmly, and used his free arm to hold her against him. She bucked and cried out.

"Ahhh! Alvin! Yes!"

He grinned and sucked greedily on the skin of her neck. "Touch your nipples. And thank me when you come."

He didn't have to say it twice. Brittany did so, hastily massaging her breasts and plucking one nipple. Shocks of pleasure racked through her body from all the stimulation. Her self pleasure combined with Alvin's hands and the vibration of the butt-plug were enough to send her soaring.

"Al-Alvin!" She screamed out when she reached her peak. Her legs shook and she leaned forward, only to be pulled back against him. "Th-thank you, sir!"

He slowed his assault until she was panting in his arms, holding his hand with both of hers. Tears threatened the corners of her eyes. They would definitely be keeping the vibrating butt-plug.

He waited until her breathing slowed down before he pushed her forward onto her hands and knees again. He carefully removed the vibrating plug, turning it off by the button, and tossed it away from them on the floor. Without waiting, Alvin grasped her hips tight, lined himself up with her opening and shoved. Brittany's walls clenched around him.

Alvin began thrusting into her, hard, ramming their bodies together.

"Nnngh-ah!" Brittany squealed with every thrust. Her body jerked forward with every push.

Only the sweet sounds of Brittany's moans, Alvin's grunts, and their skin smacking together could be heard.

Smack!

"Eeeah!"

Alvin slapped one hand down on her bottom. She shrieked in response. He gently soothed the skin with his palm before doing it again. Her cheeks were still pinkened from the paddle used earlier, so her skin was extra sensitive to the spanking.

It stung, but the pain turned to pleasure with every thrust.

"You deserve this, don't you?" Alvin spoke, "Tell me how good it feels."

Brittany thrust back against him and looked over her shoulder at him. Her mascara was a mess around her eyes, and she was still as beautiful as ever.

"It f-feels good, s-sir." She responded with a whimper, moaning out again and squeezing tight around him.

Alvin grabbed a fistful of her auburn hair at the base and snatched her head back. Her sounds came out almost like cries. He used her as leverage to thrust harder, hitting every sensitive spot inside of her body.

"Safe word."

"G-green, si-aahh!"

Alvin smirked and pulled harder. She loved it rough and so did he. With one hand still firmly in her hair, he continued his spanking, never lightening up on his thrusts against her body. She shivered and cried out, enjoying every second of him.

"You like when I'm rough, don't you? You're my naughty little slut, aren't you?" He taunted. If she could have flushed more, she would have. His words only heightened her arousal.

He rammed harder into her, shoving her face down on the bedspread. He let go of her hair and held onto the back of her head, keeping her in place. "Tell me. You're my dirty little slut, aren't you?"

Tears fell from the corner of her eyes. The pleasure was too much, she could hardly catch her breath, and she loved his authority. "Y-yes, sir. I'm your dirty little slut. Sir!"

"You like when I call you dirty, don't you?"

"Yes, sir! Ahhg!"

Smack!

"Ahh!"

Alvin slapped the bare skin of her bottom again and Brittany jerked in response. It stung this time and she savored the pain.

"Say it again. Tell me what you are."

Brittany cried out, unable to control herself anymore. Whatever he wanted, she would give it, as long as he didn't stop. "I'm a dirty little slut, s-sir!"

Alvin shortened his thrusts before finally coming to a stop and slowly pulling himself out of her body. They were both panting and sweating. Alvin kissed up her back before laying over her, careful to hold himself up to not crush her. Her eyes were closed and her hair was a mess, clearly knotted all over. She would be mad at him for that later, but that didn't matter.

Brittany rolled over onto her back and held his face between her hands. For a moment, they just looked at each other, not needing to say anything. Alvin searched her eyes for any sort of discomfort or uncertainty, but there was none. Good.

He kissed her again, pushing his tongue past her lips and teasing her own. She kissed him back eagerly, running her fingers through his hair and gently scratching the back of his neck.

Brittany bent her legs back and wrapped them around his waist, waiting for him to continue. Alvin did and shoved himself inside, relishing in the heat of her body. This time, Alvin thrusted slowly, gently moving their bodies. Brittany sighed in content, closing her eyes, and enjoying the change of pace. Alvin grasped her chin and forced her to look at him again.

"I want you to touch yourself while you take me," he said. Of course she obliged.

Alvin pulled her legs higher, securing them over his shoulder, and giving her access to her body. Brittany reached between their bodies and touched herself the only way she knew how. Her finger swirled around her clit and her toes stretched above them.

Alvin firmly grasped her throat, catching Brittany by surprise.

"Safe word."

"Green, sir."

"Good girl."

Alvin resumed his slow thrusts, applying sweet pressure to Brittany's throat. The pressure made her gasp with every thrust, taking her breath away. Alvin lightened the pressure on her neck every other thrust before pressing harder again.

Alvin nibbled on her ear with his lips before sucking on her neck again. Brittany moaned and scratched across his back with her nails. There would definitely be marks there later.

Brittany's end was coming, and they both knew it. Her body jerked and she cried out with every thrust. Her finger whirled faster between them, pushing her closer and closer every second.

"Look at me when you come, Brittany."

Their eyes met again. Brittany's tear-stained face was beautiful, her piercing blue eyes looking up at him. She trusted him completely.

"P-please…" She begged for her release. She didn't have to, but he loved to hear it.

"Come for me."

That's all it took. Brittany tensed and cried out, her toes curled, and her back arched. Her head swam with emotion. Alvin rode her through her orgasm, never letting up on his thrusts or the pressure on her throat.

"Ngh! Ah-ahh!" Alvin groaned and cried out with his release, following right behind her. His thrusts were frantic and untimed. His seed erupted into her body and his muscles spasmed with relief.

His thrusting slowly came to a stop before he rolled over next to his lover, pulling her close so she could lay her head upon his shoulder. She pulled the blanket with her, covering them both with a shroud of privacy. Neither of them spoke, both waiting for their bodies to relax and their minds to wind down.

Alvin pulled her closer and kissed her forehead. Brittany smiled, accepting the affection.

"You're beautiful, Brittany." He complimented her, brushing her tangled hair away from her face.

Brittany grunted a reply. "You're not so bad yourself."

Alvin snorted. "You never seem to complain."

Brittany laughed. It's all she could do. She was too exhausted to banter with him.

"You're beautiful.. and sweet.. and perfect." He kissed her head with every praise. "Thank you for trusting me."

Her eyes shimmered under the low-light of the room. This was definitely her favorite part of their escapades: the after-care.

"I love you, Alvin." She meant it. She always did.

Alvin squeezed her in a hug, holding her tight and pressing his cheek against her hair. "I love you, too, Brittany."

They both relished in the comfort of each other's arms, snuggling together and enjoying each other's company.

"Hey, Alvin?"

"Yeah?"

"Next time, I'm the dom."

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