I shot out a hand full of quick breaths as anticipation burned through me. I couldn’t imagine why Frank would leave me waiting in the most demeaning way. There I was, naked as Eve, sitting on the couch Frank placed me, with my slutish cunt wide open, my fingers in my cunt and Frank was no where to be found? My brain began to play back and forth, should I quit this whole game and pick up my naked pride or should I just go on and hope that Frank will return. That idiot! That fool! He stood me up and left me hanging, I thought.
But I was wrong, Frank came back still fully dressed with his right hand behind his back as if he meant to hide something. He motioned me to carry on with my clit action. As I did I gasped in surprise as Frank knelt between my legs and from behind his back, pulled out my biggest ten inch dildo. My eyes were wide in surprise, Frank didn’t even know about my sex toys as far as I knew. I kept them in my own bedside cabinet hidden underneath my smalls and random junk. I guess he knew about them all along and didn’t seem to want to discuss it. I felt a bit embarrassed that my secret had been unearthed and wondered if Frank was upset that I looked for sex elsewhere. But who would blame me?
“I’ve always wanted to tell you about……” I tried to explain but Frank signaled me to be quiet.
“Shhhhhh, my beautiful Slut, I asked you not to talk. There are a lot of things I know about you. I married you right? Well, tonight I’m going to give you the opportunity to unleash the Slut within, the slut you have kept hidden. I want to you do those things you do in secret. “
I panicked, how much did Frank know about me? Does he know about my love for girl on girl sex? Ofcourse not. Frank would never tolerate Lesbianism. He hated sin just like our parents. But if so, why would he tolerate sex toys? I guess he’s not as naive as I thought. I saw a whole new Frank that night. I was excited but I was also curious as to where the night will lead.
“Your instructions my little slut,” he said, waving the big black dildo in the air somewhat ominously, “You’re going to spread that slutty cunt of yours open and I’m going to slam as much of this plastic monster inside you as I can manage. Once I’ve done that, you’re going to fuck yourself with it while I slide my very real cock inside your mouth. You’re not allowed to come until I’ve filled that mouth of yours with spunk and you’ve swallowed the lot and then cleaned me up. That OK with you?”
I couldn’t answer, I could hardly breathe I was so far gone in lust and erotic fever at this unexpected change of pace. I just nodded my compliance as Frank took effortless control of me.
At that moment in time all that mattered was feeling that rod of cock flesh sliding in my mouth. I loved Frank so much at that moment for treating me like this, it was everything I wanted him to do and I was now desperate to play my full part and accept his cock submissively into my mouth. Please use me, husband, I thought, you’ve known what I like and what I want, take what I am giving you freely, the use of my body for your pleasure, use my mouth right now for your cock. Take mastery of me and allow me to submit to you. I want you to dominate me and use me for your pleasure.
Frank enhanced my feelings of submission by pushing my other leg over the other arm of the chair. I was now completely open for him, or more accurately, for the huge plastic cock. He looked intently at my soaked pussy and helped himself to it. He looked me deep in the eye before running his index finger along the length of my slit a few times.
He seemed amused as I thrust my hips towards his fingers to try and get it inside me. He then pressed two joined together fingers knuckle deep inside me, smiling again as he felt how ridiculously wet I was. He then stroked them in and out a few times. Satisfied thus far with his game, he then leaned over and pressed his fingers into my mouth which I sucked wholeheartedly and eagerly, tasting the wetness of my pussy on his fingers:
“Mmm, you filthy slut, are you ready to suck my dick like that?…you’d better be….” he said.
“Yes…please, I want to suck it,…please….” was about all I could manage to say, even those words were difficult as I felt I had hardly any breath in my body to speak.
As these delicious thoughts and sensations washed over me and almost made me sick with excitement, Frank prodded the dildo towards my pussy entrance. I showed my keen compliance by opening my hole up for him. He completed the job by firmly pressing the first inch or two inside me. Almost like a relay baton, he let go as it started to penetrate me and I grabbed it as I arched my back enjoying the feeling of my pussy being split open by the thick dildo.
I adjusted the angle of penetration slightly and continued to press it home, inch by inch starting to wreak havoc with my cunt. Frank watched, fascinated as I could barely breathe in ecstasy as what felt like a mile of plastic cock invaded me. He watched it all slide in before he stood rigidly up over me, obviously content I was well and truly stuffed and that part one of his orders had been met. I began to slide the dildo in and out of my cunt. Despite its thick and lengthy size, I had little trouble taking it as I felt the plastic in my hands soak with my juices. As I did this my eyes were inflamed as I watched Frank at his domineering best. He stood over me, almost tore his pants off, unzipping rapidly before slamming his boxers onto the floor to reveal that gorgeous dick of his which I was now required to service. It was already rock hard and horizontal, the engorged head and shaft demanding attention. Frank gripped it and moved in close to me. I looked up at him just in time as he looked down in lust before sliding his left hand through my hair and feeding his thick pole into my mouth, gripping the shaft at first but letting go as my mouth accommodated him.
I moaned in pleasure as I felt the thick veins of his dick pumping in my mouth, having to concentrate carefully on maintaining my self-fucking with the dildo. I fought back the urge to grab his cock, I so wanted to feel it throb in my hands too but for now, Frank only wanted my mouth and of a sudden, he was quickly becoming good at taking what he wanted from me, I guess I was becoming good at obeying him. He surprised me then, in a good way, by taunting me as he began to fuck my mouth:
“Mmm yes, what an enthusiastic cock sucker. A cock in both ends, carry on being so slutty like this and you might have to get used to this!” He blurted as he started to enjoy the sensation of my tongue and my lips pleasuring the head and shaft of his cock.
I wondered for a few seconds where such a comment might take us but the frantic and erotic events occurring in my mouth and my pussy were too urgent to allow me to think of anything just then and the thought process escaped me for the time.
Frank was in heaven. I had slipped down the chair, my legs spread wide over it, I must have looked quite comical. He had his left knee on the part of the arm of the chair my leg wasn’t covering and he was pressing his rock hard cock deep into my mouth. I welcomed it each time as my tongue was pushed aside by the invading length as he occasionally made me gag as he pressed against my throat occasionally. I concentrated on bobbing my head back and forth over his hardness, my eyes looking from his stomach and down to his balls which were flopping back and forward erotically in time with his cock sliding in and out my mouth.
A few minutes of slurping on his shaft and I could sense he was close. He announced it with a low guttural groan and a verbal announcement,
“Aaghhhh, yes, here it comes, taste it, take it, I’m gonna fill your mouth…ahhhh..”
His words turned me on even more, I was glad to be his slutty cocksucker and I let out my own moan, low and long as I wrapped my lips around his luscious shaft and felt the release of his pleasure burst in my mouth, jets of come slapping against the roof of my mouth, my tongue and my throat. I savored this sensation before acting like some sort of bitch on heat and thrusting my mouth sharply over his entire length over and over again like I couldn’t get enough. The cum was so much and so thick, it was obvious my husband hadn’t had any sex in ages. I licked and drank hungrily like a bitch, not letting any drop waste.
I guess I was complying with his request to clean his cock but really I wanted it in my throat, I wanted it hard, I wanted to feel thoroughly owned by the steel rod that was now jamming my throat. I thought, as he pulled his glistening cock finally from my mouth, about how fulfilled I felt mentally, having just submitted completely to the masculine power of my husband and his cock and how I wanted this treatment all of the time.
Of more immediate concern however was my own physical fulfillment. I had stripped for Frank, I had displayed myself, fetched him a drink, fucked myself for his viewing pleasure, sucked him off, swallowed his thick cum and cleaned his cock. The only remaining order of his was not to cum until he had done so himself in my mouth. Well, that had happened now and the dildo was still lodged in my frothing pussy as my stomach, loins and all my nerve endings all screamed for release.
Frank looked at me, determined to tease me a little more. He had noticed I had begun to fuck myself with the dildo again as the distractions of his cock had been removed but to my exasperation, he reached between my legs, put his hand on my wrist to remove it and then pulled the dildo clean out. I cried out at the physical shock of this withdrawal, the dildo had been stretching my pussy for a good twenty minutes or so, and I needed to release but now my pussy seemed so empty. Frank leaned towards me, his fingers tracing a line across my damp slit:
“Does my dirty little slut wife want to cum?” He said mockingly.
“God….yes, please Frank, please…I need…” I could hardly speak, the room was spinning and I felt my pussy, or my head, might explode at any minute. I spoke desperately and demanding at him.
“How much do you need to cum?” He said, trying to make my desperation last a little longer, teasing with his fingers.
“FRANK!!! for fuck’s sake, make me cum, now…pleassseeee!” I wailed, almost cried, in anxious desperation.
With a satisfied smile, Frank dove between my legs. I screamed audibly as I felt his tongue reach straight for my clit, his fingers no longer teasing but now sliding in and out of me. I don’t think I had been able to count to twenty, I wrapped my legs around his neck and felt my whole body tense and buckle. I screamed and cried I think at the same time as my pussy exploded over Frank’s tongue. I held his head in my clutching and sweaty palms as pleasure convulsed through my body until I was spent, I just melted into the armchair, feeling physically exhausted and almost sick from the strength of my orgasm.
This had the potential to have been an awkward moment. Finished with our sex Dom/sub role play, did we just go back to being ‘ordinary’ again? Was the Dom/sub thing now a permanent feature of ‘us’ or was it just a sex thing? Will Frank go back to his prude nature. I prayed in my heart that Frank shouldn’t change, I wanted to continue like this. I loved the way he made me feel. After a few minute of recovering, I collected my senses and looked at Frank, who had sat himself on the sofa next to me. I noticed his cock was still pointing erect at me, a few minutes after he had cum so powerfully in my mouth. I wasn’t sure what to stay:
“Wow, that was just so….amazing!” I managed smiling at him.
He surprised and delighted me with his reply, “Yeah it was slut, but you’re not done yet, far from it. Go and fetch the rest of the wine, two glasses, and get your hot ass into the bedroom. You’re my slut now and every slut deserves a hard fucking and that’s just what I’m going to give you!”
He looked at me with that peculiar combination of arrogance, amusement and surprise, as if he couldn’t quite believe himself how he was speaking to his wife just after one week in marriage or how his wife was so eagerly obeying every word and encouraging him to speak to her like that.
I stared open-mouthed at his brashness for a few seconds, before rushing off to do as I was told.
I raced out into the kitchen post haste, anxious to receive my now promised hard fucking thinking how successful the evening had already been and knowing there was still lots more to come. Of my initial elegant attire I started the evening with, I now had only the heels on. My carefully prepared hair and make-up was ridiculously disheveled, the look that has now become the sign of a thoroughly successful evening!
I grabbed two glasses and the remnants of the bottle of wine which no doubt had helped to loosen us both up (I don’t think I could be any looser!) and headed into the bedroom. As I opened the door, Frank was lying relaxed on the bed, his head on the pillow. He motioned for me to lie next to him and to put the wine on the bedside cabinet.
“As soon as you can get me back in the mood, I’ll give you that fucking I promised,” he said, turning his back to pouring us both a glass of wine and handing me one. I took a long slurp of wine and put my glass on the cabinet.
“That will not be a problem!” I said, a mischievous smile on my face. I gradually slid down the bed, allowing my hair to roll down his body, following my head, as I allowed my tongue to roll slowly down his body. First across his chest, I kissed and licked slowly, then across his stomach, low enough now that my hair was between his legs and across his thighs. I continued my licks and teased him as I felt him gasp expectantly. I moved past his groin and ran my tongue down his right thigh and then across to his left thigh. As I did this, I allowed my hand to almost casually roam between his legs. I did this for a few minutes to give him some decent recovery time. I murmured appreciatively as my fingers found that he was hard again, or at least semi-erect. As I lapped at his thigh, I held his cock in my hand and began to run my fingers over the foreskin and head. I moved my tongue further in and started lapping my tongue over his balls, savoring the taste and the feeling of them move against my tongue within their sack.
I could feel his cock hardening more and more in my hand and decided this was the moment to employ my mouth again. I leaned up and kissed the head of his cock several times, running my tongue over his cock slit, licking up and down his shaft, popping the head in and out of my mouth. In a few minutes, his cock was a rock hard slab of meat again. I knelt on the bed, his cock pulsing in my hand and said as saucily as I could muster,
“Looks like Sir is ready to fuck his slut!” I said quite proudly, I was pleased to see how quickly I had managed to get him hard again and held his pulsing cock in my hand like some sort of trophy.
Frank laughed at this and nodded in agreement, “Sluts do all the work, now sit and slide on it…” He said, smiling back at me casually.
“Yes of course Sir,” I said, playing along with the delicious game as I held his cock in my hand at the root and held it solidly upwards as I bent over it and lowered myself down on it. I was in bliss as I felt my pussy lips being driven apart again by my husband’s thick shaft. I slid my hands through my hair and arched my back as I squatted down his pole all the way until he was buried balls deep inside me. Finally! A real big cock, I thought.
Frank enjoyed the feeling of his tool being buried deep in my cunt as he reached for my heavy tits and mashed them in his hands, rubbing my nipples until they stiffened and made me light-headed with their sensitivity. I closed my eyes in bliss as I squatted up and down, clenching my pussy walls around his cock massaging him and holding him in place as I slid my slippery pussy lips up and down his cock, pausing for a few seconds at a time so I could enjoy the sensation of his big cock filling my pussy fully, enjoying the feeling of my outer pussy flesh rubbing against his balls below me.
I was enjoying myself, lost in pleasure but Frank had different ideas. I felt him push me over on the bed and I relaxed, waiting to see where he wanted me. He actually took my hand and pulled me off the bed, leading me over to the small table in the bedroom. With a small push against the small of my back, I realized he wanted me from behind. I loved how he preferred to dominate me in silence, it was somehow more authoritative. I compliantly placed my palms flat onto the far end of the table and pushed my butt up as far as I could, waiting submissively for him to take me.
I turned around slightly to look at Frank and giggled a little as I saw him a few paces behind me looking at my ass and stroking his cock. What a sight I must have looked, bent over a desk, bare butt poking high in the air, pussy lips inflamed and ready, feet in stilettos, waiting to be taken hard like any good slut should. I didn’t have to wait long as Frank walked towards me gripping his thick cock. He practically walked his shaft up into me as he hardly broke stride, walking towards me, aiming at my cunt and finding no resistance, burying himself deep up me.
I groaned loudly with the sudden force of being filled completely and quickly, the momentum of him pushing me forward against the table, which rocked on its legs in time with his long thrusts. He began to give me the previously promised hard fucking, gripping my shoulders strongly as I closed my eyes and took what he gave, his balls slapping my pussy gently as he took what he wanted. His hands moved from sometimes pinning me down by my shoulders so he could rut me, to moving to my front where he mashed my breasts. I thought with everything he did, he was rougher than normal. Frank has always been a gentle man but that wasn’t so that moment. With this game he was rougher, more urgent, but still I could tell, trying to give me what he thought I wanted. It was working! He continued to fuck me and in our excitement, we talked dirty and filthy to each other almost as if we were sharing something completely new, a Dom/slut marriage that we would never have thought possible only last week.
“Oh yes, you little slut, take it all, I’m filling up your beautiful cunt!”
“Yes, take me, make me your slut, fill me up!”
“Tell me how much your enjoying my cock, tell me you like me fucking you hard.”
“God yes, I love being fucked hard, take me, pump me full of cum, use my whore pussy!”
“Good from now on, this pussy is mine, I’m going to take you hard, whenever I want it!”
“Yes, I want you to, my pussy is yours, fuck it hard whenever you want, I’m your slut..!”
As I said this, he stopped suddenly and abruptly. Thinking I’d said something wrong, I turned my head around to face him, his hard rod still buried deep inside me. I saw his face, it was quite a surreal sight as he smirked as if suddenly struck by a cunning idea.
“You know, you are MY SLUT now. I think that entitles me to access all of your charms, don’t you?” he said, still not removing his cock at all, it throbbed inside me.
He slowly pulled his thick shaft a couple of inches out of me, and then back into me. Frank picked up a baby oil from the table and poured it on my back then he rubbed it in. I felt Frank moist my ass hole with the baby oil. It felt good, but strange. Then he began to rub and massage my ass hole gently and then he finally pushed his middle finger into my ass hole slowly.
My eyes watered a little but the sensation was erotic and heady as Frank grunted in pleasure as he enjoyed the close attention of my pussy on his cock shaft. The weirdest thing happened, I experienced the strangest feeling I ever had. Then he paused again and withdrew his cock half way out of my pussy and also removed his finger from my ass.
“You know what I want, ask me to do it and I will!” He said. He was certainly getting the hang of this, he was telling me he was going to fuck my pussy and ass at the same time. And also at the same time getting me to ask him for it. I was worried and nervous but excited and thrilled at the same time. I was determined to rise to the bait, he was trying to get me to show him how much of a slut I wanted to be. I was determined to show him just that and that I could go as far as he wanted me to down the path to debauchery. With a nervous intake of breath I blurted it out,
“Yes Sir, please fuck my slut cunt and slut ass. Fill my ass with your finger, stretch my pussy and and fuck it hard, I want to feel your cock pump my pussy full of cum!”
With my slut submission talk, he pushed his cock back inside me and roared in excited approval. He told me to hold still exactly where I was and not to move a muscle. The first contact with him was feeling his hands pulling my ass cheeks apart slowly but deliberately with one hand. As he did, he resumed thrusting into my pussy and slowly pushed his finger into my ass hole at the same time. I was really tight there. I couldn’t believe the sensation I got from his finger fucking my ass at the same time his cock was fucking my pussy. My head almost exploded.
I was being ass finger fucked nicely but in a lovely rhythmically firm way. I was enjoying the closeness of him, the noise and feeling of his hot breath behind me.
Frank picked the pace up, my pussy was sufficiently pliant now that he was pulling his dick almost all of the way out of me, before pushing it all the way back in. I could feel his heavy balls pressing against my pussy. I had my eyes closed, bent over the table, taking the hard shafting my husband had promised me, feeling light headed and lusty.
As Frank’s pace continued, I knew he would cum soon, as he responded keenly to the sensation of fucking my pussy. He began slamming me quite roughly, my boobs rocking back and forward against the table. Frank was moaning louder now as he took me, he gripped my shoulders harder with one hand while the other hand had his middle finger in my ass almost trying to force my whole body onto his shaft and I also backed up my butt to meet his thrust and let all of him into me as deep as possible.
“Fuck. I fucking love it when you fuck me back. I want to make your fucking cunt feel so fucking good when I fuck your pussy. I want to make you so fucking wet and- fuck. Oh, fuck, god, you’re so fucking good, you feel so fucking good. I’ve wanted you so fucking badly and… fuck.”
He lost his words, just repeating fucks, as he let out a low, long growl and, with his cock buried deep in my cunt as he announced he was cumming. My pussy spasmed in pleasure as I felt his cock throb violently inside me and empty the contents of his balls deep in my womb. As he came I tilted my head around and we kissed deeply through his orgasm, as we shared the thrill of feeling his cock spasm inside me, our tongues entwined as I heard him moan and low growl as he filled me up, his tongue throbbing on mine.
A minute or so later, he pulled his slippery cock out of my well used hole and he withdrew his finger from my ass hole. I felt every bit like the dutiful slut, having given up my ass to be finger fucked on his orders, maybe it will be his cock that will fill my ass hole next time. His closing comment before going to freshen up was,
“You’d better get used to that, it’s going to become a regular thing!” That was fine by me I thought, as I joined him in the bathroom to freshen up and finally get my shoes off as I felt oil and sperm trickling out of me.
Recovering from the most amazing night of our lives Frank and I cuddled together. Obviously without being able to read his mind, I felt pretty sure he was thinking very similar thoughts to me such as what all of these experiences meant and how it might change us. Actually I thought again, he’s a guy, he’s probably just thinking what a great shag he’d just had I joked mentally to myself! He wasn’t though. He surprised me by calmly saying,
“I love you Lisa.”
I sat further up the bed and looked at him, he looked thoughtful and earnest, “I love you too Frank. ,” I said and kissed him.
I laid on his chest and we passed out in eachother`s arms. I must have been really exhausted because I woke up late the following morning. By the time I woke up, Frank was gone. I found a tray containing my breakfast on the table and a note that said,
“I just couldn’t wake you up. You look so beautiful asleep. I made you breakfast, I hope you like it. Last night was amazing, You are a complete woman and I cant wait for more. I Love You.
*Joyful.. But Wait, Too Soon?…..
If my heart was cut open, nothing would have been found in there but Gold. That was the only way I could express the joy I felt. I was so happy, I had my first cock in Pussy’ experience. I Love Frank so much but after that night, I love him more. I was smiling even without being poked, I did better at my work. I was just a new woman. While at work, I called Kimberly and Lara on a conference call and told them all about it. They were happy for me and a bit jealous about Frank’s big cock and his freakish side, not to mention his pussy eating skills. My best friends were all uuhhhs and aahhhhhs through the call.
“Wow Lisa, you got yourself a good deal.” Lara said.
“You sound too excited Lisa. Why not just go naked and do a dance on the streets.” Kimberly mocked.