Thursday
I'm not sure how or when my wife became possessed. And I have no idea how I'm going to explain it to the children. They have been whining "Is it time yet?" "Stop pushing me!" and "You started it!" for the last half hour. But where there was once a woman, there now lies an ogre zombie.
At 6 am Kim's alarm went off. I watched in stunned silence when, from out of nowhere, her arm arose, formed into a war-hammer in mid-air and came crushing down on the alarm and silence it. A groan like the opening of a tomb sealed for thousands of years emanated from what was once the love of my life.
The testicle twins shriveled in fear. Peter twitched once but was quickly reprimanded by the twins
"Quiet you idiot, do you want to get us all killed?"
"
Quiet down, all of you
" I thought.
And now I am left pondering what I should do.
Gently I place a hand on the shoulder of the beast beside us.
From a face buried in a pillow comes a deep, dark, bass voice "Leave me alone."
Removing my hand, I gulp. Now what?
The minutes tick by as I watch her. At first her breathing is shallow and rough. Groans like ancient timbers bending in gale-force winds emanate from the face in the pillow.
Slowly she calms. After 30 minutes her breathing is soft, and regular. Time isn't critical yet, but we are getting close.
"
Wish me luck boys, I'm going in
"
With excruciatingly slow movements I work my way under the covers. If I startle the beast we are all doomed. Carefully... gently, I breathe hot breath on an ass cheek that once belonged to my wife. Then softly, I plant a delicate kiss. Moving to my right slightly I repeat the process.
Warm and gentle.
Shifting left of the original landing site, I again warm the skin and land a dew-soft kiss.
Slowly and carefully I extend the area of effect.
Perhaps 10 minutes pass before I have covered an area the size of my chin. I take a chance and migrate towards where her ass and leg meet. As I work my way there I hear another low groan. However, this sounds more like the low register of a pipe organ than groaning from the abyss.
Bolstered by the hope that my spell is working and the demon is being cast out, I continue. I work my way from the point of her hip inward toward the crack of her ass along the line where leg meets ass cheek.
As I pass the half-way point the pipe organ sounds again. This time perhaps an octave up.
Two more incantations of the spell and the wind rustles into her lungs and I know that it is her, not the demon who inhabits her flesh.
She stirs and murmurs "Are you kissing my ass you naughty boy?"
"You know I am" I reply, grinning under the sheets.
"Such an ass kisser." She chuckles and sighs "And a good one too."
I kiss her two more times, making sure the spell is complete.
"Sniffing around my ass like the neighborhood stray" comes the reply with mock disgust.
Now I nibble with my lips a little more freely.
I am rewarded with a slight hip roll and a sigh.
"I do hope you aren't the type to bite."
I nibble with my lips on her ass cheek a bit and give my best "hungry beast" growl. She yelps and gives me a light slap on the back of the head and I go back to kissing.
"Just for that you need to really kiss my ass to make it up to me" she commands teasingly, while raising her upper leg and rolling slightly onto her stomach to open the lovely crevasse between her cheeks.
"Oh, such a punishment" I say with sarcasm as I dive in to romance her rose.
I delicately kiss, then I tongue, and finally I french her rear mouth.
This gets me a reward of a sharp intake of breath and a sigh of contentment from her.
When I come up for air I continue the sarcasm with "Yes, this will teach me to
never
do that again" and then resume my seduction of her pucker.
She slowly becomes more awake and I start to smell her arousal building. Her hips begin to roll back towards me as my tongue licks into her. There are soft intakes of breath in time with this and they aren't mine.
This of course makes the cage shrink on my cock and balls. Funny how a rigid, inanimate object can change size. In a few moments, I am huffing and puffing and trying to re-arrange my position on the bed to lessen the pressure.
"Hmmm. I think you like this" she purrs. "Getting a little uncomfortable?"
"Mm Hmmm" I mumble while continuing to caress her with my tongue.
"Let's see if we can improve on that" she says lifting her leg over my shoulder and turning onto her back. "Give me my morning orgasm in bed mister tongue."
I start kissing and licking at her glorious labia ever so delicately.
"Is your naughty cock trying to get hard?" she asks in a tone reminiscent of a sexy Sunday School teacher. One who has gone way off the rails.
"Yes" I breathe.
"That is so hot. I want to see you grind into the mattress while you eat me. I want to see how desperate you are while I cum... and you don't."
I grind into the mattress, rhythmically crushing my own balls and driving the cage into my pubic bone. I moan into her pussy as I continue to lick and probe with my tongue.
It doesn't take long before she commands "Suck my clit hard you little cunt licker" and she explodes into her orgasm.
Ok, so maybe a bit of the beast remains. As she crushes my head with her thighs I decide that I'm ok with that. The beast can be sexy.
When she calms down I lay my head on her pubic bone and sigh contentedly. We lay there for perhaps 5 minutes in mutual bliss before she tells me to go start the shower and get orange juice.
I start the shower and towel warmer and head to the kitchen for orange juice. When I come back with the orange juice I find her getting into the shower.
This morning she has me get in the shower with her and she presses her back up against me.
"Wash me."
I start with her hair, enjoying the scent of her shampoo and then the conditioner. I grab the shower head and rinse her hair with warm water and she tips her head back into my shoulder, clearly enjoying herself.
After that I lather her neck, those beautiful shoulders and stroke down the length of her arms. She leans forward slightly and I wash her back, enjoying the curve of her spine above her butt. I lather her butt cheeks and circle them deliciously with my hands.
Then she leans back against me again. Her arms reach up to wrap around the back of my neck. I lather my hands again and slide them down her arms, through her armpits and over her magnificent breasts. Taking care to enjoy but not obsess over cleaning her breasts, I cannot help but breathe slow, deep, and just a little ragged.
She smiles and turns her face to me to give me a peck on the cheek as my hands slide lower towards her belly.
When I reach her pubic bone, I stop, rinse and re-lather my hands. Slowly, gently I approach, extending two fingers. As they slide into her vulva she gyrates her hips, washing herself on my fingers.
Now I can hear her breathe a little ragged.
I grab the shower head and play the warm water over her, rinsing her clean. When I get to her vulva she again gyrates her hips, rinsing in the spray. Her movements become more insistent, and I ply the spray as she has taught me to do to stimulate her.
"Tell me how much you want to fuck me" she murmurs into my cheek.
"I am so horny. I could plow into you if I wasn't caged. I would pick you up and mount you atop me. I would push you against the wall and devour your neck as I plunge into you. I would drop to my knees and eat you, pin your hips to the wall with my face as you grind out your second and third orgasm on my face."
