My story begins as I approached my 38th birthday.
I was laying in bed with my beautiful wife, when she asked me if I had had any ideas for gifts she could get me for my birthday. As usual, I hadn't really given it much thought, so I said I would think about it and let her know. She smiled and snuggled closer to me, gently curling her fingers around my cock which gradually began to harden between her fingers. Truth was, I knew exactly what I wanted for my birthday, but I just didn't know if I had the balls to ask for it....
Yeah, I know what you're thinking, you're thinking that I wanted to stick my big macho dick up her tight little arse aren't you? Well, yeah...I can't deny that it had crossed my mind once or twice (or maybe a few more times than that even!) but no, that would in fact have been a much simpler conversation. I would have asked and she would have said no. Which, okay, is not ideal, but I wouldn't be comfortable with it if she wasn't into it anyway so what's the point? No, what I had in mind was much more difficult to broach.
You see, for quite a number of years now we had been enjoying a once monthly session of Female Domination. Initially it had been a little bit awkward, but as time went by we both got the hang of it and my wife settled into the role and now seemed to enjoy it and look forward to it almost as much as I do. And believe me, I really look forward to it!
My mouth was dry now as my wife's lips parted and she gradually took my cock-head into her wet mouth, while I tried to find the courage to tell her my secret birthday wish. A couple of times I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came and instead I concentrated on the warm sensation around my cock as my wife's lips slid up and down my shaft while her fingers held my skin taught at the base. After a few minutes of this my wife slid up my body and threw her knee over me so that she was straddling my torso. Her mouth met mine and I tasted my cock on her tongue, which always drives me nuts. She rubbed the tip of my prick against her wet pussy lips before slowly pushing down on my stalk, her pussy enveloping my fuck-meat like a velvet glove.
As I felt my cock squeezed into her tight, wet hole I looked up at her gorgeous tits which were swaying over my face. Then I craned my neck forward to suck on her nipples. (I always love it when my wife is on top of me, not just because it's a submissive position, but because I love to see her ample, pale-skinned tits swinging over my face as she grinds her pussy onto my cock...well who wouldn't?). Then she sat up a bit and reached behind her to rub my balls, before gently taking them into her palm and squeezing them slightly.
I groaned with pleasure and arched my back a little to try to push my cock just that tiny bit deeper inside her heavenly cunt, before finally blurting out...
"I want to be your slave."
My wife slowed down a little, taking more time over her strokes and squeezing my aching shaft with her cunt-muscles. She looked down at me, her dark brown, shoulder length hair falling forward and smiled sweetly.
"I know you do....and it's only a couple of weeks and then you get to lick my ass....that's what you're dreaming about isn't it?"
"Yes, but I....I want.... (this was proving immensely difficult to put into words)....I want you to..."
My wife was barely moving now and she stared down at me with a slightly worried look as I struggled with what I wanted to say.
"I want you to..... own my cock."
There it was, just like that. There was a slight pause and then to my surprise (and huge relief) my wife groaned as she slammed her body down onto my stalk, her hips pounding faster and faster while her hands pinned my wrists to the pillow above my head. She stared straight into my eyes as she pumped my cock inside her until finally I gave in to the inevitable and pumped spurt after spurt of thick creamy spunk into her hole.
"Fill me full of your cum...." She bellowed as she felt my hips bucking beneath her. "...I want all of it!"
I cried out as I shot every ounce of my load deep into her scalding pussy and then my wife collapsed on top of me, kissing me passionately on the lips for some time before finally pushing herself upright and pulling herself off my softening shaft. I looked down my chest to see my cock fall away and between her legs I could already see a telltale sliver of white as my cum started to escape from her slippery slit. Mindful of this, she placed her hand between her legs to keep as much inside her as possible as she moved up the bed. Then, holding onto the bed-head with her free hand she placed her legs either side of my head and bent her knees so that she was squatting over my waiting mouth.
I looked up and as she moved her hand away my spunk started to drip from her stretched pussy and onto my face. I moved my head so that the cum fell into my mouth and she sank closer, covering my mouth with her beautiful cunt.
"Stick your tongue out." She ordered. "Keep it still and no swallowing."
My wife gleefully rubbed herself against my outstretched tongue until my mouth was filled with a mixture of spunk and pussy juice. This continued for several minutes and it became more and more difficult not to swallow the mixture and to keep my tongue steady. Then as she gripped the bed head with both hands and ground her clit against my outstretched tongue tip for what felt like the thousandth time, she came hard, collapsing on my face and smearing my cheeks with her juices. As I breathed in the beautiful scent of her cunt she rubbed herself against my face, extracting every last grain of pleasure from her orgasm.
After a few more moments she lifted herself off and moved back down so that she was sitting on my chest, her hand moving behind her again and squeezing the last few drops of cum out of my flaccid prick.
"Open your mouth and show me what a cumslut you are!" She said quietly, before bringing her hand around and scraping the last few drops off her fingers into my gaping mouth.
"Now swallow it all and show me."
I gulped down the bittersweet mixture and opened my mouth once more to show my wife that it was now empty.
"Very good....I think you deserve a special treat, so I'm going to let you lick my ass for five minutes."
She lifted herself up and turned around, placing her ass right over my mouth. I dove straight in with my tongue, savouring the taste of her sweet asshole and groaned as I felt my tongue push inside her tight hole. As I joyfully probed her ass, my wife leaned forward and began scraping her nails over my tender, red cock until it gradually started to harden again.
After about three or four minutes of delirious ass-licking my cock was fully hard again and my wife asked me if I was close to cumming. I told her I wasn't and she told me that as I made her cum so hard, I could keep licking her ass until I came. I groaned into her ass cheeks as I began to fuck her puckered hole still deeper with my aching tongue, but my wife wasn't being entirely charitable and she now began to scratch my cock harder and harder, her long fingernails leaving red trails as they travelled the length of my tender shaft. As she did this her other hand fell between my legs and she pushed two fingers into my tight asshole. I closed my eyes and tried to ignore the pain of her fingernails and concentrate on the pleasure of licking her gorgeous ass as her fingers pressed deeper into my ass. It took a long time (during which she forced a third finger into my ass) but eventually I felt myself tense and my cock erupted a single string of cum before rapidly withering away to nothing in her hands.
We cuddled for a while and then, exhausted, I fell into a very deep sleep, barely able to think about what I had said and what it might mean for our relationship.
- - -
The next day was very busy and we hardly saw each other as she had to go out in the evening and was just on her way out of the door as I arrived home. We kissed as we passed in the hall, but then I was left alone for the evening. It was a difficult few hours, I couldn't settle to anything and in the end I passed my time by surfing for Femdom porn on the net.
After about five hours online I finally switched the computer off and decided to go to bed. As I lay there waiting for my wife to come home I remembered the previous night's events and felt my cock stiffening once more. My fingers curled around my cock as I recalled how I had tongue-fucked my wife's ass and I squeezed as hard as I could, feeling the blood filling my prick, stretching the skin as I became rock hard. I wanted to cum again, but I was still sore from the night before and anyway....my wife would be home soon, what if she wanted me to fuck her?
Instead I reached over the bed and pulled open a drawer. I pulled out a black shoe lace and looped it round the back of my nutsack before winding it carefully around my hard cock and then separating off each ball with several winds of lace before tying it tightly off. My cock grew obscenely hard as the lace became tighter, the veins sticking out like on a bodybuilder's arms. I lay like that for some time, gently stroking my smooth, tight-skinned rod and occasionally licking my fingers, tasting the musky taste of my cock.
Blissfully frustrated, chilled out and half-asleep, I heard the key in the door and realised it was too late to remove the lace. My heart pounded as my wife mounted the stairs, but she headed straight into the bathroom and I hurriedly removed the binding from my cock and balls and shoved it back into the drawer. When she came out of the bathroom she told me how tired she was and collapsed onto the bed beside me, kissing me once before turning over and falling straight to sleep. I lay awake for another hour at least, softly stroking my cock and wondering what, if anything, would be said tomorrow.
- - -
Nothing was said the next day, or any other day and when the two weeks were up we had our normal Femdom session and it was great. So I figured, you know, best to leave it alone rather than risk what I had. After all, I still got most of what I wanted once a month and a lot of guys would kill for that - wouldn't they?
So I said nothing and tried to forget about it.
Another three weeks passed and it was coming up to my birthday, still nothing had been said and I was already looking forward to our next Femdom session and had ordered a couple of new toys for my wife to abuse me with. In fact, I had wrapped them up as special birthday presents for myself.
The night before my birthday we went out with some friends and when we got home my wife fell unexpectedly to her knees on the lounge carpet and practically ripped my cock out of my trousers. I stood over her with my legs spread slightly, looking down at her pretty face as my hard stalk slid in and out of her mouth.
"You want to come in my mouth?" She asked, licking her lips and then sticking her tongue out suggestively like a porn star, her mouth wide open, taunting me to empty my load inside.
Spurred on by my wife's display I grabbed a fistful of her hair and tilted her head back, her mouth hung agape with her tongue pushed forward. I pummelled my cock remorselessly until I felt my nuts tighten and I edged closer to her waiting mouth. I felt my cock pulse and ribbons of thick white spunk cascaded over her tongue and into her mouth, some missing the target and instead coating her chin and cheeks. Then, as she swallowed down my load I pulled her head forward forcing my cock deep into her mouth, her lips pressed tight around my meat as she milked every last drop into her willing throat.
Empty, my cock slipped from her mouth and she stood up to kiss me passionately on the lips, her tongue filling my mouth with the taste of cock and cum. I asked her if she wanted me to do something for her, but she just smiled and said that she wanted to wait until tomorrow.
- - -
The next day I woke up early. It was nice to have the luxury of a weekend birthday but when I turned over I realised that my wife was already up. That seemed more than a little odd to me because she loves laying in bed at the weekend (and because she'd had a lot to drink the night before and would almost certainly have a hangover!). I swung myself out of bed and threw on my dressing gown before padding downstairs, wondering if she was ill or something.
I swung open the lounge door to see my wife sitting on the sofa in her dressing gown, her legs spread and her 8in dildo just sticking out of her pussy. I was a bit taken aback to be honest, but my cock was already starting to swell when she pointed at me and then pointed at the floor between her legs.
"Come here." She said.
I closed the door behind me and knelt between her legs, savouring the aroma of her sodden pussy. She very slowly pulled the dildo out of her hole and held it up in front of me before offering it to my mouth. I closed my eyes as she pushed the warm plastic past my lips, relishing the gorgeous taste from deep within her cunt.
