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Mike paused. "I can't, please.........."
"You will be spanked in a minute for your first refusal. Now kiss it!" I spoke quietly, but in a tone that was not to be refused. Slowly Mike bent over, paused then let his lips kiss the tip of my cock, resting there for a few moments before moving away.
"Now lick it and suck it clean," I ordered. This time he didn't refuse, he bent forward, and began to let his tongue run over the head of my cock, down the sides, then took it in his mouth. His mouth slowly took more and more, then began to suck. Whether he was natural or not I don't know, but he was good -- my cock began to stir, and was hard in seconds. As my cock stiffened you could see Mike swell up almost in pride, the pride that he could make a cock stiff.
After a couple of minutes I gently pulled his head off my cock, but held his face against my cock. "Go on," I whispered. "Have a good look at the cock that was sliding hard in and out of Joan's cunt, that was the biggest she had ever been fucked by. The cock she begged to have inside her." I paused before continuing. "Go on, Joan," I ordered. "Show him your pussy still damp from my fucking. Even better -- he should taste it as well."
I pushed Mike's head towards Joan, pushed it between
her legs, to her pussy. "Go on," I ordered. "Lick her out. Get her hot for me so I can fuck her again."
It was clear Mike was feeling horribly humiliated by why was happening, but at the same time his cock was twitching hard, throbbing hard at the excitement of what was happening. As he knelt on all fours before Joan I remembered my promise to spank him. I whispered to him "I promised you this just now -- you keep licking........"
Suddenly he yelped as my hand smacked his ass. However, he held firm, but yelping to each of the six spanks I gave him, which left his ass bright red. Each time I spanked him it set his cock twitching under him -- being spanked did something for him. When I had finished I reached between his legs and grabbed his balls, squeezing gently. I heard him moan as I squeezed and kneaded them in my hand. I couldn't hurt him, just wanted to take him to places he had never been to before.
I released his balls and spoke to Joan again. "Do you know what this little slut is doing? He is showing off his asshole." I let my fingers wander to his hole and begin to tickle him. I spoke to Joan again: "Do you think he has ever had a cock in his ass? Right in here.................." As I spoke, I jabbed my finger through the ring of his ass, in to two knuckles."
As he licked Joan's pussy he managed to moan out: "No, please, not in there........" but his body gave him away -- his cock twitched even harder, and he thrust his ass back to meet my finger. I let my finger fuck his ass for a few moments before removing it again. I ordered him to lie on his back across the bed, then pulled Joan over him, over his chest, head down, so his body was pushing her ass up into the air. I lifted her dressing gown up, knelt behind her between her legs and put the tip of my hard-again cock to her pussy. I pushed hard, my cock slipping into her pussy as far as it would go, with Joan moaning as I penetrated her. As she lay over her husband I began to fuck her, sliding my cock deeply in and out of her, her husband rocking from side to side as her body moved in rhythm with my fucking.
I spoke to them: "Next time we do this I will fuck you up the ass, not in your cunt............" I felt Joan squeeze hard, thrust harder as I said it. I spoke again: "And next fuck Mike up the ass as well........." I thrust harder and harder into her, feeling Mike rolling back and for on the bed as he was her cushion. Suddenly she cried out, pulled her legs up, started moaning, shaking as her orgasm over whelmed her.
He body was still shaking as I pulled out of her cunt, and pointed my cock at Mike's face. As my balls convulsed, I pumped my cum all over his face, covering his eyes, nose, mouth. I noticed him open his mouth a little, allowing my cum to enter him, letting him taste the cum I was pumping all over him.
At last Joan and I fell in a heap, and rolled off Mike. I looked at him disdainfully. "Okay sub, I said to him matter-of-factly. Up you get. Stand by the bed -- you can jerk yourself off. Let us watch."
It was the ultimate in humiliation -- to jerk-off in front of others, but not to be allowed to join in their exciting sex, to be taken to the edge of his dreams and then turned back. But his cock throbbed. He stood up. And we turned to watch him. And soon he was stroking his cock hard, faster and faster, until suddenly his body squirmed and he was cumming, shooting his cum all over the floor.
As he stopped he looked embarrassed. Joan spoke to him this time. "We're going to shower, then make a coffee. You clean up the mess, then follow us down."
A few minutes later we were all sitting in dressing gowns in the lounge, chatting about trivialities, absurdly and studiously avoiding what had happened earlier. At last I declared I had to go to bed, that I had to leave early to get to the conference from where I would drive straight home. I didn't expect to see them in the morning.................
It was Mike who hesitatingly spoke, spoke what him and Joan were both thinking. "Um, do you, um, want Joan to sleep with you.................." He went bright red as he spoke. I paused before answering, watching their discomfort.
"Of course not," I replied quietly. "A husband and wife should always sleep together. Anyway, I need to get out to the conference before either of you are out of bed. Perhaps this is the last time I'll see you this week.............." With that I left then, went to bed, went to sleep, slept like a log..............
At last on the Friday evening I went home to my wife, and shared a good meal together. Toward the end of the meal she smiled. "I had my sister on the phone earlier." She paused. "She says you can come and stay anytime, sooner rather than later. What did you do to them................? And by the way -- I arranged for them to come and spend next weekend with us................"
The End.
Anniversary with a Hard Ending!
I am married to Porsche, who is a beautiful 5' 8" tall and seductive blonde with average size breast and a very nice firm ass. I have always had a fetish for Female Domination since I was in college, and a stripper in thigh-high boots spanked me on stage through my jeans at a birthday party.
My wife knows that I liked Female Domination role play, but she preferred just vanilla sex. My wife and I have great vanilla sex but in the last five years of our marriage we needed something new in our lives. We began to play S&M games on a random basis due to my constant prodding.
We were married on Valentine's Day, and it was our twentieth wedding anniversary coming up. I had planned a nice night of dinner and a movie for our twentieth wedding anniversary/Valentine's day and ending with a passionate evening in the bedroom with candles, romantic music, and using our wonderful "Tantra" love chair for some great foreplay and sex.
I phoned my wife that I was on the way home from work for what I thought was a nice romantic evening. However, the journey I was about to embark on was totally unexpected. Just to let you know, I had been on the road a lot for the military, so we haven't had time to have sex in about six weeks, so my balls were heavy with cum.
I parked the car in the garage, and as I walked up to the door leading into the house from the garage, there was a note on the door. It said, enter the house, go to the guest bathroom, give yourself an enema, take a full shower, shave your ass/crotch, insert the butt plug, and put on the chrome cock ring. When finished, come to the top of the stairs, assume the slave position in front of our bedroom door (kneel with buttocks on your feet) and put on the blindfold on the doorknob.
I followed the orders from Mistress (As she liked to be called during these scenes) and waited intently with the blindfold on outside our bedroom door for the scent of her presence. My 7 inch cock dangling in front of me slowly started to rise at the forthcoming anticipation of domination events.
Mistress opened the door to our bedroom and her scent overcame me. She said, "Well, it looks like my slave is ready for his punishment this evening.
" Slave, crawl on your hands and knees into the bedroom until I give you a sign to stop moving."
I crawled forward on my hands and knees and was suddenly stopped by a swat on the ass by something I recognized very well. That sharp stinging could only be from a rattan cane. It stung like nothing else against your ass. Mistress commanded that I assume the slave position again, and I did without hesitation. I could feel the familiar feeling of my leather collar being put around my neck to show my submission to her.
