Letter from the author: This story is about Female domination, humiliation and cuckolding. The main character has a small cock and therefore feels inferior. If this is not your cup of tea, please go read something else. For those who do enjoy that, please read on. Thanks to all those who commented on the last two chapters. Feel free to e-mail me feedback as well. It is how I know what the readers like and dislike.
Goamz86
Melissa woke up the next morning feeling very good about her situation. She had always felt a bit in control of things before, but now she had total control. Steve was willing to surrender totally to her and she would be able to do as she wished, including fucking other men with his approval. She got the children off to school and began to prepare for her day. As she showered, she began to dream of all the possibilities. Her pussy began to tingle and her nipples became stiff. She grabbed the soap and lathered her breasts. Then she teased her nipples. She pinched them and a chill shot straight to her pussy. She grabbed the shower head and rinsed off her body. The water pelted her body and stimulated it more. She sat on the bench in the shower and pointed the spray at her pussy. The sensation was amazing. She had really not masturbated a lot in the past, and especially not in the shower. However, all these thoughts running through her head had lowered her inhibitions. The jet pulsated on her clit and she slid three fingers deep in her pussy. The feelings were fantastic. She began to moan out loud. She heard herself and it made her even hotter. She finger fucked her pussy harder.
"Yes, yes." She moaned.
She couldn't believe how much she had changed so quickly.
"Fuck me." She squealed as she dreamt of Petros taking her.
She stood up and bent over. She again pointed the spray between her legs. Her massive tits dangled below her and she reached back to slide two fingers into her ass.
"Fuck yea." She moaned as the fingers penetrated her tight hole.
Immediately she began to fuck her ass hard with her digits.
"Fuck my ass." she screamed, imagining it was Petros' cock in her ass. She was now rocking her hips against her hand. Her tits swayed back and forth. She could feel their heaviness, and she wished she could play with them too. Her hand was a blur now as it violated her ass.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she screamed as her climax overtook her. She almost collapsed as her knees weakened from the orgasm. She pulled her hand from her ass and slowly stroked her dripping pussy as she recovered. She finished her shower and delighted in her new found sexuality.
Steve spent his morning in a sexual fog. He had had a wonderful birthday the day before, as was evident from his aching testicles. Conversely, he was very conflicted. He had never been so thoroughly satisfied in his life. On the other hand, he was not sure he could live with the arrangements he had made with Melissa. Yes, the cuckolding was a fantasy that turned him on when he read and wrote about it, but he was not sure he could really handle it. Could he really sit back and allow his wife to fuck someone else? Could he totally surrender to her and be dominated like that? He wrestled with it in his mind all morning. He could not concentrate on anything at work, so finally about 10:00 he decided to go home and discuss it with Melissa. He planned to go home and write out all his feelings on paper, as not to leave anything out when they talked about it after she got home from work. Many thoughts ran through his head as he drove home. He had everything formulated in his head as he pulled in the driveway. To his surprise, Melissa was still home. He was not sure he wanted to go in. He wanted all his ducks in a row when he confronted her. He sat in his car for about ten minutes. He was not sure he could stand up to her after his total surrender the night before. Would she respect him? Would she listen to him? Was she really serious the night before, or was she just playing out his fantasy as a birthday present to him? All those answers would be answered the moment he walked in the door. He gathered up his courage and headed in.
"Melissa?" he called out as he entered their home.
"In the bedroom." She answered.
He entered the room and stopped dead in his tracks. Melissa was bending over and stepping into a skirt. She looked very sexy. As she pulled it up he noticed she was wearing thigh high stockings and high spiked heels. As her full round ass disappeared, he noticed she had no panties on. The skirt was barely long enough to cover her stocking tops, and it was so tight, her ass pushed against the fabric as if it would rip it. She turned around and he saw the sexist bra he had ever seen her wear. It was red satin with black lace trim. It had to be two sizes too small, because her tits seemed to be pushing out at every seam and spilling out over the top. His cock jumped in his pants.
"What are you doing home?" she asked.
Suddenly everything he was ready to say escaped him. He stumbled to get something out, but only mumbling escaped his lips.
Melissa ignored him as if it were a rhetorical question anyway.
"Well, since you are home, you can do me a favor." She told him.
"Come over here and get mommy's pussy ready for her client. I have to show him some properties, but I think I am going to fuck him first." She told Steve as a matter of fact.
Steve didn't know what to do. His questions had been answered quite quickly. She was planning on playing this out. He had a decision to make and he had to make it now. Before he could think anymore, Melissa walked to him and lifted her skirt. She placed her hand on Steve's head and pushed him to his knees. It was as if he could not control his motions. His knees melted and he dropped down.
"Now lick mommy's pussy good so my lover can fuck me like a real man should." She told him.
Steve was inches from her smooth pussy. The aroma was intoxicating. He was still a bit overwhelmed with her power when she pushed his face to her crotch and commanded him, "I said eat my pussy." Without hesitation he obeyed. He licked and sucked her clit. He plunged his tongue into her wet hole. Melissa held his head with both hands and smothered his face with her womanhood. Steve wrapped both arms around her legs and devoured her entire sex. The force with which she commanded him was too much. His cock pulsed and he began to move his hips as if he were getting laid. He had been at it for a few minutes and was really enjoying her taste when she pushed him back from her snatch and pulled him to his feet.
"Thank you my good little hubby, I'm sure my client will enjoy your fine work." She quipped. She grabbed his throbbing cock and kissed him full on the lips. "You can have seconds when I get home." She told him as she squeezed his cock, grabbed her blouse from the bed and walked away. "I'll tell you all about it, I promise." She finished dressing as she walked down the hall and disappeared out the door.
Steve just stood there dumbfounded. His mind was racing. What the hell just happened? Where the hell was she going? His mind began to imagine his wife fucking another man. He was sick to his stomach. He couldn't do this. He called Melissa's cell phone. No answer. He called again. No answer. He called again, and again. His forth attempt went straight to voice mail. Dejected he collapsed on the bed. He knew his marriage was over. He lay there for about an hour planning his next move. All that worry exhausted him, and he soon dosed off. He was awoken about an hour after that when he heard Melissa's voice.
"Hubby? Wake up. Mommy is home and her pussy needs some attention."
Steve tried to shake off his slumber. As he opened his eyes he saw Melissa standing over him. She had removed her skirt and blouse and looked as she had earlier when he had arrived home from work. She was rubbing her pussy with one hand and massaging one of her breasts with the other. This sight was too much for Steve. He couldn't believe how sexy she looked. His mind raced and his cock instantly got hard. Then he remembered earlier. Had she really gone out to get laid? He had to stop this now.
"Melissa," he began. "We need to talk. I can't do this."
Melissa ignored him. "Come lick mommy's pussy clean." She teased. "I want your wonderful tongue all over my used pussy."
