Janes Tea Service

Jane slowly closed the door to the baby's room. She was so blessed having a child that took to routine so fervently, once bathed and fed a bottle she went right to bed.

Jane walked out to the living room and glanced at the News as her husband watched. He was her other blessing, loyal, handsome, loving, and yes quite demanding. Jane shivered, she so loved the way he controlled and took care of her.

Shaking off her reverie Jane went into the kitchen and fixed herself some tea. As she returned to the living room she sat on the couch opposite Tim, tucking her legs beneath her.

Tim had just finished checking the Direct TV listings, the menu vanishing from the screen. Jane hoped he hadn't found anything she was planning on watching that new miniseries tonight.

She raised her cup to her lips when his firm strong voice washed over her. "Ambrosia." He said.

Jane shuddered again, that word never seemed to pass without going deep within her. She rose from the couch and quickly undressed, careful to neatly fold each article of clothing as she removed it. Finally she was down to her panties and as she held then to her thigh to fold them he simply snapped his fingers.

Jane pressed the still warm cotton into his hand and knelt on the floor in front of him. Her knees were spread and each wrist lay on her thighs palm up. She kept her eyes just below his not daring to look higher than his mouth, Her back straight she thrust her breasts out for his viewing pleasure.

The minutes ticked slowly by. They always started like this with him saying the keyword. He had chosen it because it was the food of the gods and once he invoked it he became her god and he eagerly consumed her. Some might object to their arrangement thinking her abused for letting him treat her this way, but they would be wrong. Jane craved this, and he always saw to her every need both during sessions and without.

Jane wondered how long it would be today. He never told her how long she would be on display for him, sometimes it was short, others he kept her like that for hours staring openly at her breasts and exposed pussy. She always got very wet as he sat there unmoving. There was something about being on display that thrilled her. Jane thought about the website he had built with pictures of her kneeling like this as well as many others. That thought didn't help at all for soon she was thinking about every man that was seeing her even know in the various movies and pictures and what they were doing in the privacy of their homes.

"Play." He commanded. Jane groaned and instantly began to slide her finger through her sparse silky well-trimmed pussy. Two strokes was enough to release the pent up moisture allowing her to slide a finger deep inside. Her breath quickened and she gasped. Jane quickly found her rhythm and her breathing began to match the stroking of her hand. She knew better than to hold back, Tim expected her to be ready to cum upon his orders. Jane began to roll her hips around as she imagined the cock she was riding. The warm flush through her breasts beckoned her other hand and she quickly began to massage her taught nipples. Slight groans mixed in her breathing as she came upon her orgasm. Stopping just shy and waiting for him to allow her to come. She felt him smile and little cries danced with the groans.

Jane heard a slight click and looking, saw Tim raise a small recorder from the table beside his chair.

Tim leaned forward holding the recorder just in front of his wife, capturing every squeal and pant as she fought to stay balanced on the erotic edge.

Jane's eyes rolled back in her head as she imagined that audio going up on the website, and men cumming as they listened to her most intimate of sounds. He taped for a good five minutes before pausing the recorder and setting it down. Jane had begun to pant with desire.

"Taste me." He ordered her, with a slight smile in his voice. Jane Growled in frustration. Knowing he would remember the infraction later. She quickly stopped playing, her angry body throbbing, begging her for release. Jane quickly crawled forward and fairly ripped Tim's pants open. Sliding them down she quickly folded them and did the same with his boxers. His thick shaft lay along his abdomen. Fully engorged she imagined her display had had quite an effect on it. The head was slightly purple and a sheen of precum coated the tip.

Grasping it and standing it upright she swiped her tongue across it capturing the salty essence. "Eyes." He sternly reminded her and her large green eyes locked upon his. It was the only time she was required to look into his eyes during their sessions. He loved to see them as his cock slid slowly into her mouth and back out. Jane ran her tongue down the length and around his balls as he licked her too. Reaching down he lifted his balls and she darted her tongue down across the perineum and pushed briefly at his ass, before climbing back up to service his shaft once again.

Jane was rewarded with his hand lightly stroking her hair and face as she worked his cock. Master was pleased. As Jane leaned further forward she felt her swollen lips part behind her and the cool air as it kissed the dampness of her pussy.

"Get your bench dear one you've earned some reward." He whispered to her.

Jane all but leapt to her feet. Rushing across the room she returned with a small padded bench. It was a little wider and longer than a computer keyboard. The base was wider still and all four sides sloped slightly outward. It was a box really with the lid firmly padded. It was about 14 inches tall, which was enough so that when Jane was on all fours she could rest her tummy on it by rolling her hips forward. This of course opened her ass and pussy giving Tim easy access. She quickly returned and dropped to the floor in front of her husband. Facing away she positioned the bench and draped across it spreading her knees widely. Again Jane felt the cool air kiss the dampness of her pussy.

"Hand." He commanded.

Jane slid her hand through the u shaped hole beneath the bench top, the allowed her hand to come out the other side just under her throbbing pussy. She quickly began to work it the embers from her earlier play quickly becoming the inferno once again. She felt his shaft rest against her hand as he positioned it at her entrance.

Tim wetted his thumb and Jane felt his hand as he lay it on top of her ass. The anticipation was killing her as she begged silently for him to thrust in and take her.

Jane almost squealed as Tim began to rub his thumb back and forth across her asshole, that added to her clit, riding along her finger was too much. She fought valiantly to keep from cumming, but she began to crumble. Waves of pleasure like lightning shot through her core as the sweet words tumbled from his lips, "Cum for me." With a shrieking shudder the damn broke and Tim slipped inside angling upward for Jane's magic place.

The blunt head of his cock bumped against her G spot and Jane say white flashes as her tremors doubled upon themselves. Hot sticky fluid washed through her pussy as Jane's fingers dug into the plush carpet.

The vice gripping Tim's cock pulsed and bathed him with hot wetness his own orgasm raced upon him to coat her insides with his pearly essence. Tim wasn't about to let her go. With his own orgasm still echoing in his mind he slipped his thumb through the crinkled tightness of Jane's ass.

Jane screamed and begged him to stop as the pleasure ripped through her. Every molecule of her body seemed to come apart as she rode his pulsing shaft truly unable to stop even though it seemed so incredibly overwhelming.

Jane vaguely felt Tim remove the bench from beneath her and lay her on the carpet. He rolled her to her side and cradled her as she fought to catch her runaway breath. His hands gentle as they stroked the hair from her face.

Once he saw her eyes regain focus Tim got to his knees beside her. "Open" he commanded gently, and he slipped his softened shaft in her mouth for her to clean. Pulling out he wiped it along her cheek to dry and them leaned over and kissed her before going to warm her tea.