Loading...It was late and I was bored with the television, so I turned to the Internet for something to occupy my mind. I knew that I should be upstairs asleep by now because I had to get up for work in a few short hours, but I was still jazzed up from drinking cup after cup of Coca-Cola. It was after midnight already and I wasn’t even the slightest bit tired.
The T.V. remote slipped through my fingers then I clicked and surfed my way across the World Wide Wasteland, forsaking one cathode ray nipple for another.
Mindlessly reading some baseball story or something on some sports blog or another, I blinked once, then twice, at one of those annoying Internet pop-up windows that inevitably invade our computer screens. A link to some seedy online pornographer, one of a literally endless parade of lurid pop-up ads selling cybersex in one flavor or another, in this case a petite brunette in black latex gloves and shiny thigh boots – beckoning to me from the screen as her fist clenched a leather riding crop in a threatening yet seductive pose. Pert breasts glistening with hard, pink nipples arching up ever so slightly, she pointed directly towards her cleanly shaved pussy, as if to demand oral service from some unseen slave. I closed the pop-up window and went back to reading, but the sexually graphic image had already triggered a stimulus response deep within the limbic system of my brain. I soon lost all interest in baseball.
I was horny now, so I closed my web browser and opened a folder containing my favorite dirty pictures — digital photographs of Wendy in varying states of undress and in various erotic or suggestive poses. On a particularly care-free evening a few years back, she actually allowed me take some nude photos of her. I still enjoy looking at these pictures when I’m awake alone at night. Soon I was viewing them in a slideshow, idly rubbing the bulge in my Levis and drinking in the glowing images of her with my eyes. Eventually my erection grew uncomfortable so I pulled my waistband down to my thighs. My aching hard-on sprung free and I wrapped my fingers around it, stroking slowly, softly. She enticed me from the screen as I continued, my breaths coming faster and deeper now. I imagined the feel and taste of her body as I went on, a little bit faster, a little bit harder. Gentle waves of tension coursed through my body and I focused on the screen, just barely moaning as I went on, losing myself in the sensations and images. As my pace quickened I felt the tension begin to build; the room began to blur as my arousal took over and I felt my eyes rolling back in my head. Almost subconsciously, I began lifting up my hips in a subtle thrusting motion, breathing more heavily, feeling almost like I was in a trance. Just then I heard the unmistakable sound of someone clearing their throat. I froze instantly – and turned to see Wendy standing there in her bathrobe and pajamas. I sat speechless with my cock still throbbing in my fist while she stood there in the doorway with her hand on her hip, a curious smile curling up the edges of her lips. She gazed down at my naked midsection, then tilted her head slightly, looking me directly in the eye.
“So, is this what you do every night while I’m asleep?” Her eyes were already locked onto mine and I suddenly felt helpless and ashamed. My erection began to wilt in my hand. I squirmed uncomfortably in my chair as her eyes wandered back down my body. I began to cover myself. “Oh, no you don’t!” she stepped forward quickly, “don’t stop now, I want to see you jerk off!” She grinned as I sat, frozen. I felt embarrassed, being caught red handed like this. She spoke again as I hesitated, her voice taking on a slightly harsher tone. “I told you to jerk off, now get to it. Rub it up and down until you squirt!” She casually stepped towards me. “Now, do it!”
I exhaled slightly, leaning back in my chair. “Umm, okay” I whispered, reeling in embarrassment. I started stroking again, just as she ordered. Slowly I moved my hand back and forth, sliding my fingers along the length of my cock. I was hoping that she would join in, but she just stood there watching me. I felt totally insecure, like I was on display.
“That’s it, jerk off for me.” She moved even closer, next to where I sat, a curious swagger building in her voice. “I wanna see how you do it.” This was totally unlike her, to act so crudely sexual, and especially to be so blatantly demanding about it. Why was she suddenly behaving this way? I was too stunned to ask or say anything about it – I just kept on stroking my cock.
“Take off the rest of your clothes.” I quickly complied, pulling my shirt over my head and sliding my jeans all the way off – but I couldn’t help feeling a bit uneasy, being completely nude while she stood there fully clothed. She continued to let her eyes wander over my body, finally stopping again to look me in the eye. “Play with yourself so I can watch — I want to see you make yourself cum.” I was still nervous, performing for her like this, but I kept on going. My cock began to stiffen as I awkwardly masturbated for her entertainment.
She seemed to be enjoying my discomfort, taunting me as she leaned to whisper in my ear. “I’ll bet you’d like to put that thing of yours into my hot little pussy, wouldn’t you?” My pulse quickened as she spoke and I impulsively started moving my hand faster. I tilted my head back and saw her standing next to me, lips slightly parted. Her eyes fixed upon my crotch, staring intently as I jerked off. I couldn’t help but notice the top two buttons of her pajamas were unbuttoned. “Yes, that’s it…” She rested her elbow on the back of my chair, turning me slightly to the left as she continued to taunt and tease me. “That’s it, jerk it faster. I’ll bet you like jerking off for me, don’t you?” Her unbuttoned pajamas hung open as she leaned over beside me, affording me a delicious view of her small, perfect breasts.
“Yes.” I whispered meekly, watching her perky little tits bounce softly in the rhythm of my strokes. The shock of my embarrassment began to slowly fade as I jerked off, savoring the sight of her smooth, supple orbs and exquisite, rosy nipples. “I like to jerk off for you.” I felt ashamed and excited at the same time. She seductively licked two of her fingers, then started wetting my nipples with her saliva. It tickled slightly but the sensation was mostly pleasurable. She brushed them with her fingertips, pinching slightly. My nipples quickly responded to her touch, sticking out like two tiny points.
“Tell me.” Her voice sounded rougher, deeper. “Tell me how much you like to jerk off for me.”
“I like to jerk off for you.” I repeated, pumping my fist on my now throbbing shaft as she tickled and toyed with my nipples. Tides of lust swept over me; I felt humiliated yet exhilarated as I surrendered my shame, and myself, to her. “I want to jerk off for you and cum for you.”
“You keep jerking it, but don’t you dare cum yet.” She pinched one nipple between her thumb and forefinger to make her point, squeezing as she looked me in the eye. “You don’t cum until I tell you to.”
“OWW!” I winced, crying out at the unexpected jolt of pain. She immediately softened her grip, smoothly caressing my nipple as she kneaded it between her fingers. “Okay, I won’t cum.” I felt like I was out of breath as I continued masturbating. “Not until you tell me to.” Her fingers felt silky, soothing my nipples as she worked them over. She really seemed to enjoy playing with them. Looking down her pajama shirt again, I noticed that her own nipples were hard now. I watched as they softly grazed against the fabric of her shirt.
“That’s it, rub your cock up and down.” She was almost whispering, her eyed glazing over slightly. “Use your fingers to play with the head.” I dutifully obeyed, forming a ring with my thumb and forefinger to encircle the head of my cock. I moved my hand up and down slightly, softly teasing the tip, breathing a bit deeper as I stroked it carefully. I was barely touching the super-sensitive skin as I skimmed slowly over the glans, causing my cock to twitch involuntarily.
“Oooh,” I moaned as my cock swelled to capacity. I knew that I could cum right now if I quickened my pace even a little bit, but I carefully held back, remembering her warning and the pain that had accompanied it. I couldn’t help but arch my back slightly, lifting my hips again as the tension started to build up in my body. With my pelvis raised, my cock stood straight up in the air as I almost imperceptibly stroked the tip with my thumb and forefinger. I kept hoping that she would grab my cock and finish me off, but she just stood there playing with my nipples and watching me jerk myself off. I hovered on the brink for what seemed like an eternity, my body taut and my cock literally aching to explode. I wanted to cum so badly that I could almost taste it; I suddenly knew that I couldn’t hold out much longer. Using my left hand, I gripped my cock at the base to steady it and to stop myself from cumming. It was almost too much, watching her tits sway and bounce while she plucked at my nipples and talked dirty to me. I started stroking more slowly, carefully, trying not to cum.
“Mmmm, yeah, you jerk it for me. Use two hands.” Her voice sounded throaty as slipped one hand under the waistband of her pajamas, deftly sliding those nimble fingers between her thighs. I felt her breath on my neck as she moaned softly, cooing in my ear as she touched herself. “That’s it, squeeze your cock. Jerk it. Jerk it faster.” Her hand moved in a circular motion as she spread her legs further apart, fingering herself deeper. I started jerking faster, focusing all of my energy on holding back my orgasm. “My pussy is sooooo wet,” she teased, smiling wickedly, “you’d love to jam that hard cock into my tight little hole, wouldn’t you?”
“Y-Yesss” I stammered, barely able to speak.
“Yes what?” She continued, her voice even deeper, huskier than before.
“Yes,” I went on, barely able to hold my eyes open, “I want your pussy, I love your hot little pussy.” I jerked off more vigorously, both hands wrapped tightly around my pulsing cock. I felt a perverse thrill at performing for her like this, like I was doing something terribly forbidden but had no will to resist. “I love your pussy, I want to feel your pussy.”
“Want my pussy, huh?” She leaned closer, teasing playfully as she whispered in my ear, still toying with my nipples.
“Yes,” I panted heavily, “I do.”
“How bad?” She asked coyly.
“Really bad! I need your pussy!” I practically begged as I pumped my cock with two fists. All of my remaining inhibitions melted away as I performed unabashedly for her, jerking off my cock to please her.
“Yeah, I’ll bet you’d like to taste my pussy too!” She pushed her waistband down so that I could see her finger sliding up and down her smooth, hairless slit. I nodded, moaning at the sight of her clean shaven pussy, jerking off furiously now. “Yeah, faster. Faster!” She spread her clitoral hood and delicately massaged her tender, pink button, moaning deeply as she continured to speak. “Mmmm, jerk that cock! Jerk it off!” She towered over me, laughing out loud as we masturbated together. “C’mon, tell me how bad you want to taste my pussy!”
“I wanna taste it so bad!” I gasped, arching my back further as every muscle in my body clenched tight. She smiled down at me, eyes blazing, obscenely spreading her pussy as she worked it with her slender fingers. “Let me taste your pussy now!” I moaned, entranced, as my hand flew up and down my cock in a blur. “I need it, please, I need to taste it.”
“Okay baby,” she purred, pulling her fingers from between her thighs and forcefully sticking them in my mouth. “Taste it, taste my pussy!” Her salty flavor and musky aroma engulfed my senses, convulsing my body in a renewed frenzy. She wiped her juices across my mouth, driving me insane. I jerked even faster, almost involuntarily, licking her sweet nectar from my lips. “Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” she crooned, rubbing her sticky wetness on me, suffusing my nostrils with her sublime essence. I inhaled deeply as she smeared it all over my face, sending shivers through my taut, prostrate form. “That’s it, jerk it for me! Jerk it harder!” Thrusting my hips forward, I obeyed, yanking wildly on my fully engorged cock. I was electrified by her scent, jerking off spastically as a blinding rapture welled up inside of me. “Cum for me baby, do it! Now!” she squealed, tickling and pinching my nipples with her other hand. “Shoot it for me!”
Masturbating deliriously, I felt my aching cock become completely rigid as the sound of her voice catapulted me past the point of no return. The tip of my cock started tingling as my groin muscles shook in the first wave of a shattering climax. Electric rivulets of nirvana shivered outward to every inch of my body as I erupted in orgasmic convulsions. She continued anointing me with her sex as my cock exploded, showering me with ejaculate. Hot, milky streams spurted onto my stomach and chest and even my face as hungrily I sucked and slurped her glistening fingers, luxuriating in the divine taste of her pussy.
“Aaaaaahhhhhh” I cried out as the intensity of my orgasm erased all time and space, leaving me alone, elated in exaltation of my beloved. I floated in a weightless, blissful oblivion, eyes closed, for what seemed like a long time.
She suddenly snapped me out of my reverie. “Enjoyed that, didn’t you?” Her voice whipped me back to reality, making me immediately self conscious. Her lips curled that same wicked smile that she’d flashed while teasing me; that same confident edge crept into her voice. “You dirty boy…” She shook her head, beholding the obscene spectacle of my depraved audacity and my spent, splayed body. I marveled, awed by her beauty, then sighed as I watched her pull her pajama pants back up. Looking up at her, then down at the sticky, white gobs of cream running and dripping all over me, I swooned, numb with embarrassment. “You really got off on that, didn’t you?” I wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words. Her eyes lingered, meandering over my cum-splattered torso as I slumped in my chair, still gripping my cock with both hands. Mortified, I started wiping the cum of off my chest when she suddenly growled at me through clenched teeth. “I didn’t tell you to take your hands off that dick!” I sat speechless, drenched in my own semen. “Grab it!” She pointed at my half flaccid penis. “Do it now!” She practically snarled, cocking her head back, glaring fiercely. Confused and intimidated, I nervously grabbed my cock with both hands. I felt incredibly ashamed, even more so than before, yet inexplicably unable to disobey her. “Good boy. You’ll learn your place.” The tone of her voice took on a smug swagger as she looked down at me. “Rub it.” There was no way to deny her, no way I could summon the will to defy her. I couldn’t understand it but there was nothing I could do about it, so I simply obeyed. I massaged my cock, almost in a trance, again performing at her whim. “That’s it. Fondle your cock for me, baby.” She idly rubbed her crotch through her pajamas. “Yeahhh, rub it. Play with your balls, too.” I did as I was told, feeling embarrassed but also strangely tantalized as I fell under her spell. She had never taken control of me so forcefully, enslaving me with such confident ease. I jerked off with one hand and cradled my balls with the other as she watched. “You like jerking off in front of me, don’t you?” She smiled.
“Yes.” My fingers spread the sticky semen up and down the length of my softened cock, smearing it like lubricant. “I like to jerk off for you.”
“Well,” she smiled again, “I like it too.” Her fingers glided back under the waistband of her pajamas and she grinned impishly, winking at me. “Go on, jerk it faster.” I complied, masturbating faster as she began to stroke her pussy, seemingly intoxicated by the power she held over me. “I like to watch you playing with it, touching it, creaming all over yourself.” She licked her lips as she spoke, staring deeply into my eyes. The way she looked down at me was unnerving, yet absolutely thrilling. I was adrift, lost in her eyes as she watched me masturbate, egging me on. “Yeah, jerk that cock. Spread your legs wider.” Utterly captivated, I did as I was told, arching my back further and moving my hips forward as I spread my legs as wide as I could. I kept yanking on my half limp cock, obscenely exhibiting myself in euphoria and humiliation as I slipped softly into a primal trance. My gaze drifted lower, dreamily following the barely perceptible undulations of her hips as she fingered herself. “Watching you jerk it, shooting cum everywhere, it made me so horny.” She knew I yearned to be dominated and she sometimes indulged my submissive fantasies, but something seemed different this time. “My favorite part was watching you cum in your face.” She giggled mischievously, making direct eye contact again as I obediently performed for her. I felt exposed, almost frightened, but also extremely excited. I felt like she held me there, trapped, with just her eyes. I felt like I had no will of my own. She rubbed her crotch harder, taunting me. “Did you like cumming for me?” I nodded helplessly, unable to resist her. She smiled, sliding her pajamas abruptly down to her ankles.
“Ooh…” I gasped at the unexpected revelation of her glistening pussy. My cock twitched slightly at the sight of her divinity and I instinctively started jerking faster.
“Yesssss,” she purred, pleased by the effect she was having on me. “You still want this pussy, don’t you?” She licked her finger and started tracing moist circles around her clitoris. I couldn’t speak as I stared, hypnotized by the wonder of her dainty fingers rubbing her wet, hairless pussy. “I’ll bet you still want to taste it,” she taunted, spreading her pussy wider, “you want your mouth right here, don’t you?” She waited for a response. “Don’t you?”
“Yes!” I finally blurted, my voice cracking. She stepped closer, moving her pussy to within inches of my face.
“Tell me how bad you want to taste it.” She drove me insane whenever it was clean shaven and she knew it.
“Please, I want your pussy in my mouth.” With great effort, I tore my eyes away from her smooth, pristine jewel and looked at her with misty eyes. “I wanna lick your pussy,” I pleaded, “I wanna suck it.” She loomed over me as I spoke, riveting me with her gaze while she worked her finger on her tiny, erect clit. My cock stiffened a bit more as I continued to masturbate for her.
“How bad?” She smiled and pushed her hips forward, swaying, barely rocking back and forth. The hypnotic motion drew my eyes back down to her crotch. “How bad do you want it?”
“Bad! I want your pussy!” It was right there in front of me and I longed for it, needed it. I knew I just had to taste her smooth, sweet pussy. She kept teasing me though, stroking and fingering herself right there in front of me.
“C’mon, show me.” She skimmed two fingers down the length of her slit, sliding them inside the creamy folds of her smooth, shimmering skin. “Show me how bad you want it.” I gasped as she spread her fingers, pulling back her swollen vulva to expose the pink bliss that I desired more than anything else on Earth.
“Oooooh,” I moaned, trying to jerk off faster but I was already pumping my cock as fast as I could.
“C’mon, make that dick hard again.” She licked the tip of her index finger and delicately touched the underside of her swollen clit. Her finger barely moved as she rubbed it up and down, stroking slowly. I saw her hard little button throb once, then twice as it swelled, sticking out further, until it was erect. She started jerking it faster and faster, until I couldn’t take any more.
“Oh, please let me taste it.” I begged pitifully. “Please let me taste your delicious pussy.” She looked down at me and put her hand on the back of my head, pulling my face into her crotch.
“Okay, kiss it.” I looked up at her and wrapped my lips around her clit, giving it a long, gentle kiss. I felt it throbbing hard between my lips, which in turn caused my own cock to throb. For several minutes I softly worshipped her exquisite pearl, feeling it pop in and out of my mouth as I sucked. It wasn’t long before my cock was rock hard again.
Her knees buckled slightly and she let a quiet moan escape her lips. “Get up.” Suddenly she pushed me away, painfully ripping me out of my blissful trance. “I need to sit down.” She grabbed my cock as I got up out of my chair, handling it roughly. “Not bad. Keep jerking it, I like to watch you.” She pushed me down onto my knees as she sat down, deliberately turning the chair to the right and spreading her legs wide apart. She wordlessly motioned for me to continue sucking.
I kept stroking my cock as I knelt down in front of her, softly dotting her smooth skin with tiny kisses. She tilted her head back and smiled, cooing soft murmurs of ecstasy. I submitted to her orally, tasting her sweet musk as I lost myself the supple flesh between her legs. I could barely hear her moans as I puckered my lips, tenderly caressing her naked clitoris with my lips. I kissed softly, slowly, teasing her as much as I could, then started licking between kisses, darting my tongue up and down the length of her slit. I kept the pace slow for as long as I could stand it but my senses were soon overwhelmed. I closed my eyes as I nuzzled my face deeper into her crotch, greedily inhaling the potency of her arousal. She tilted her hips back further, fully exposing her shaven sex to my face. I responded immediately by diving in with a renewed vigor, wetting my nose and cheeks as I lapped at her crotch. Of course I continued masturbating, crouched down on all fours as I sniffed and licked at her pubic mound.
After greedily licking and sucking and slurping for a long while, I decided to change the pace, gradually easing up on her, teasing her slightly. For several minutes I alternated between licking softly, slowly grazing the tip of my tongue across her smooth skin, then slurping her fully erect clitoris into my mouth, sucking hard on it, then easing back, licking her softly again. I could tell that it was getting her off by the way she kept moving her hips. I kept licking her up and down, back and forth, inside and out, all over.
“Mmmm, good boy. Lick that pussy.” I felt her fingers touching the back of my head as I serviced her with lustful abandon. I opened my eyes and saw her looking down at me with an expression of unblushing glee, almost grinning. When we made eye contact she started to move her hips up and down, clenching a fistful of my hair for leverage. Her skin engulfed me as I suckled at her pussy, swallowing her luscious honey secretions. She kept her eyes locked onto mine as she slowly gyrated her hips, smearing her pussy across my face.
“Yessss, lick it.” She bathed me in her sex, rubbing her crotch all over me. Soon my entire face was wet with her sticky juices. “Lick me, dirty boy.” I traced slow circles with my tongue, savoring her sweet splendor. Her eyes rolled back and her eyelids fluttered slightly as she spoke, her breaths coming heavier and slower. I tried moving my head in a circular motion but she grabbed another fistful of my hair and held my head firmly in place. She moaned and started rubbing herself against my face even harder. “That’s it, lick my pussy. Suck it!” I tried to obey but she was grinding her pussy on my open mouth so hard that I could barely breathe. I could only watch as she closed her eyes, arching her back and gritting her teeth as she humped my face in lascivious, primal gratification. My scalp was burning where she was pulling my hair but I kept working my tongue and jerking my cock, driven by my lust and a burning desire to please her. She was bucking wildly now, brazenly riding my face like a saddle and drenching me in her musk.
Suddenly she thrust her head forward, her hair cascading down into her face. She locked her eyes onto me without breaking rhythm and hissed through tightly clenched teeth. “Put your finger inside me.” I worked my hand up under my chin and slid one, then two fingers into her wet and hungry hole. She gasped as I penetrated her and a smile broke across her face as she enjoyed the new sensation of being filled. She quickened her pace, riding me even harder. My cock was fully erect by now and it ached so badly to be where my fingers were, but the rapture of the moment was enough to sustain me. She was using me as a sex toy and it gave me a perverse and potent thrill. I drank her juices thirstily as I lathered myself crudely in her sex; I quickly realized that I was going to come again if I kept jerking off. Breaking my reverie, she again commanded me in a forceful and raspy voice. “Come on, finger fuck me! Harder!” I frantically worked my fingers in and out of her luscious pussy while I licked and sucked, still stroking my cock with my other hand. She held me there between her thighs, grinding and gyrating in a sexual frenzy. Then I felt her body begin to shudder and I knew that she was about to climax. She unclenched her fists, bringing immediate relief to my searing scalp, but then she interlaced her fingers behind my head. She pulled my face into her crotch so tight that I couldn’t breathe at all. I tried to turn my head to get a breath of air but her grip was too strong. Grinding and humping, she worked her pussy like a jackhammer as she erupted, screaming out in ecstasy. Her entire body was rigid, muscles taut in the throes of a violent orgasm. Still unable to breathe, I felt her juices streaming into my mouth as she came. I had no choice but to swallow, which I did, as I began to feel dizzy. She kept riding my face as she got off, seeming to relish the position she had me in. As the tension finally drained from her body I was at last able to break free, desperately gasping for air. As I was catching my breath, she slumped back in the chair, her body limp and sweaty. I looked up at her and planted a soft kiss on her still erect clitoris, which caused her to jump.
“Sorry.” I knew that she got really sensitive after an orgasm but I just couldn’t resist. Her beautiful pink pearl, throbbing just inches away from me, it was just too much of a temptation. I noticed that my cock was still rock hard too, so I kept stroking it.
She sat up, propping herself up on her elbows, and looked down at me. “Still jerking that cock, huh?” She laughed to herself, still breathing hard. “You are a dirty boy. I’ll bet you want to cum again, don’t you?”
“Yes.” It suddenly didn’t feel unnatural to be kneeling in front of her like this, jerking off in front of her.
“Well, you’re quite a sight,” she smiled innocently as she idly stroked herself, “all covered in cum. My cum, your cum. You’re a mess.” She sat with her legs spread wide, knowing the effect it had on me. “I’ll bet that you’d like to jerk off for me again.”
“Yes. I like to cum for you.”
“Well, I guess a little more cum won’t matter.” She pinched her lower lip, as if she was in deep thought. “And since you’re such a dirty boy, I’ll bet you’d like to lick me in a dirty place, wouldn’t you?” She winked mischievously. “Wouldn’t you?”
“Yes.” I knew what she meant because I’d done it to her before.
“Then you’ll have to ask me for it.” She leaned back imperiously, pulling her feet up onto the chair. “Go ahead, beg for it.” With her heels resting on the edge of the seat, her knees pointed straight up in the air. She rested her forearms on them and grinned wickedly. “Tell me what you want to do to me.” In the position she was sitting, her cheeks hung slightly over the edge of the chair. Those graceful curves mesmerized me as I knelt, stroking my cock faster. I desperately yearned for her. She was teasing me and she knew it. “C’mon, tell me, dirty boy.”
“Please let me lick your ass.” I felt embarrassed again, saying those words, but the sight of her lovely ass was too much for me to resist. “Please let me lick it.” The sight of those sumptuous, creamy cheeks made my cock throb harder as I worked my fingers back and forth. “I need it so bad!”
“Oh, I don’t know.” She shook her head disapprovingly. “You don’t sound too convincing.” She slid forward in her chair a bit, causing her ass cheeks to spread slightly.
“Please, oh, please can I lick your ass?” I pleaded as earnestly as I could, kneeling before her, my eyes fixed on her beautiful bottom. “Please let me lick your asshole while I jerk off!”
She giggled and slid her fingers down the insides of her thighs, stopping when they reached the edges of her exquisite ass cheeks. She spoke in a lower tone, taunting me in a coy voice. “How bad do you want to lick my asshole?” She spread her ass cheeks a bit further, barely revealing the delicate pink hole in the center. “Is this what you want?” She barely touched the tiny opening, provocatively tracing slow circles around it.
“Yes,” I panted, breathing heavier, “please let me lick it! Let me worship you, please let me suck your asshole!” I was insane with lust and I knew I couldn’t take much more of this.
“Okay, dirty boy. Go ahead.” She leaned her head back, spreading her ass cheeks wider. “Lick my ass. Lick my asshole clean.” With that, I dove forward, nuzzling my face in the crack of her ass. The musky aroma of her sex was strong and I breathed it in ravenously as I inched forward, my mouth hovering over her magnificent ass. I dug my nose deeper into the delectable cleft of her backside, my mouth seeking out her forbidden hole. When I found it, I planted a long, loving kiss right in the center. I adoringly caressed her asshole with my lips, hammering madly at my cock with a tightly clenched fist.
“Mmmmm, that’s nice.” She purred softly as I ardently kissed her hole, shifting her weight slightly to spread her ass even wider. “Yeah, lick it. Lick my asshole.” I grunted heavily, working my mouth on her tender rosebud. Parting my lips slightly, I licked softly at first, but soon harder and deeper. I was in heaven.
“Oooh, keep licking. Lick my ass.” She knew what she was doing to me, talking like that. I kept jerking off while she spoke, unable to resist the allure of her perfect ass. “Oh yeah, it’s so good, the way your tongue feels on my asshole.” For several minutes I continued servicing her obediently, lapping at her rear end like a dog. The warmth of her ass cheeks weighed against the sides of my head, making me feel safe and secure. My whole universe was right there between her legs.
“Put your tongue inside my ass.” She was telling me what to do now, ordering me to perform acts of obscene depravity. I enthusiastically complied, working my tongue intently. I pushed as hard as I could against her tight little asshole, trying to work my tongue inside of it. Soon I felt her sphincter muscle relax a bit and I forced myself inside of her. She gasped as my tongue entered her virgin hole, suddenly squealing with delight. “Oh yesssss, stick your tongue up my ass!” I began darting my tongue in and out of her delicious little hole, eagerly probing the heavenly folds of skin. I felt her sphincter opening and closing around my tongue as I pushed it in and out of her. The incredible sensations almost made me cum again as I worked my tongue on her ass and my hand on my cock. She moaned softly as I went on tongue fucking her asshole, taunting me in hushed whispers.
“You love to lick my asshole, don’t you?” She moved up and down on my face as I worshipped her, pulling my face deeper into her ass. I couldn’t tear myself away to answer her, so I worked harder, redoubling my efforts. She responded with a barely audible gasp, so I continued making love to her ass with my tongue. I slid my tongue in and out of her divine hole, surrendering myself totally to her. “Yeah, that’s it. Suck on it, dirty boy. Suck my ass.”
I obeyed her, wrapping my lips around the tiny opening. I sucked passionately, gently tickling the center of her hole with the tip of my tongue. She let out another quiet moan as I sucked and licked her ass clean. With my open mouth pressed against her anus, I felt her asshole constrict, puckering as if to kiss me. The sensation overwhelmed me and I moaned loudly, feeling my cock throb painfully as I jerked it in a frenzy of lust.
“Did you like that?” She teasingly murmured as I knelt, hungrily suckling at her asshole, swirling in the rapture of her rear end. I grunted approvingly, suddenly realizing that I was close to climaxing a second time. She contracted her sphincter again, making her anus “kiss” my lips again, harder this time. I reeled in blissful hysteria, French kissing her wrinkled pink blossom as my cock stiffened totally, becoming rock hard. The utter degradation of my wife spreading her ass cheeks to “kiss” me with her asshole stunned and exhilarated me, making me absolutely crazy.
I knew I couldn’t last much longer. She kept on pushing and constricting her sphincter, puckering her asshole against my mouth in an obscene display of superiority.
“You love sucking my asshole, don’t you?” She taunted me openly now, sensing how close I was to cumming. “I’ll bet you jerk off thinking about it, you’re such a dirty little boy.” She started grinding her ass savagely into my face as she worked her anus on my mouth. “C’mon, suck it harder! I know you love it, my dirty little asslicker!” She’d never talked to me like that before and it was sending me over the edge. I knew that I couldn’t hold back any longer, and so did she. I yelled out as my cock exploded, but my scream was muffled by her wonderful ass. As I started cumming in long, hot spurts, she grabbed me by the back of the head again and completely smothered me with her ass. Suddenly unable to breathe, I kept pounding my cock until I was totally spent. When she let me go, I fell backwards onto the floor, panting heavily.
“You enjoyed that, didn’t you?” She cooed softly, smiling as she looked down at me. I couldn’t muster an answer. I couldn’t move a muscle. As I laid there incapacitated on the floor, completely covered in cum, she stood and pulled her pajama pants up. She stepped over me and crossed the room, then picked something up off of the shelf. It was a camcorder! She zoomed in on my face, then panned over my cum-drenched body before turning it off. I couldn’t believe that she had recorded the entire episode. I struggled to get up, wanting to protest, but it was of no use. I closed my eyes and wondered what she planned to do with the tape.
“Maybe if you’re a good boy I’ll let you watch the video.” I couldn’t tell if she meant to be playful or threatening as she popped the tape out and slid it into the pocket of her robe. I was a little nervous as I propped myself up on my elbows.
“Hey, what do you—”
“If you’re not a good boy,” she cut me off in mid sentence, “then maybe someone else will get to see the tape.” She smiled that wicked smile again. This was a side of her I’d never seen.
“What do you mean?” I doubted that she’d have the nerve to show the tape to anyone, but I couldn’t help wondering if the video actually revealed both of us naked or just me. The thought filled me with dread because I knew that she was smart enough to angle the camera to hide herself, if she’d wanted.
“Let’s just say that you’ll get a reward you if you act like a good boy.” She lifted her foot and stroked the underside of my half-erect cock, causing it to twitch. “But you’ll be sorry if I find that out you’ve been up to no good.”
“Like what?” My mind was becoming clearer and I began to realize just how much I’d degraded myself on the videotape. I shuddered at the idea of her showing it to her friends. But she would never, ever to that. Would she? It wasn’t like her. None of this was.
“Well, you can start by running the dishwasher.” She put her hands on her hips, a cocky tone creeping into her voice. “Then you can get your ass up to bed. Your days of jerking off to Internet porn until all hours of night are finished.”
“What?” She couldn’t be serious. A bedtime? “Who are you gonna show that tape to?”
“None of your business.” A stern look crossed her face. “Do you wanna try me?”
I didn’t say anything. I wasn’t sure what to make of this. It didn’t seem real. This certainly didn’t seem like my sweet little wife.
“I said, do you want to try me?” She sounded angry, glaring down at me. I answered automatically, without even thinking.
“No.”
“No ma’am.” She corrected me harshly, hands on her hips.
“No ma’am.” I replied automatically. Looking up at her, I figured that she had me right where she wanted me. Both figuratively and literally. Then she turned and left me there, apparently going up to bed. Of course she took the tape with her. I laid there for a few minutes, pondering what had just happened. Then I remembered what she had said and hurried to clean myself up and load the dishwasher. Then I headed upstairs. She seemed to be asleep when I slid under the covers. I leaned over her and kissed her on the cheek, whispering a quiet good night.
“Good night, baby.” She murmured quietly, seemingly on the verge of a deep, fitful sleep. I laid back with my eyes open, wondering if everything that just happened was a dream, curious about what kind of orders she’d be giving me from now on, now that she had me red handed.