With two demanding careers and one demanding but adorable child, my wife and I often have trouble finding down time. Long vacations in exotic locations and leisurely days fucking, napping, and fucking are hard to come by. We have always had a varied sex life - and mutually enjoy role play. El is 5'6", 125 pounds, and a mixture of cool and beauty, with nice, perky nipples that I love to watch stiffen as I suck on them, her amazingly soft skin and absolutely hairless body is like cuddling up to silk. Her legs are equally smooth and her ass - my favorite - a luscious bubble, firm, strong, and perfect size. Sometimes it is all I can do to resist squeezing - oh how badly I want to dig my nails in and slide my cock into her warm pussy.
After more than 12 years making love to her each time I still get butterflies whenever her pouty lips close around mine. I'm lucky - and still crazy in love.
Sometimes around the house she will randomly call me 'her bitch' or swat my ass as she passes in the stairway. She knows how much I like it - my dick instantly begins to stiffen. It is like a sensuous tease - my heart begins to pound - my blood warming - I want badly for her to stop what she is doing, crook a finder into my shirt collar - look into my eyes and slowly, and firmly, demand that I kneel.
"Are you my little bitch?"
"Yes", I say as my stomach flutters.
"Get on your knees Bitch - where you belong"
I instantly fall - she stands there - her warm pussy inches from my face.
"There are some changes that I want to inform you of," she says. "From now on you are going to be my slave, my Bitch - and you will do what I tell you to do or you will be punished. Look at me" she said - her hand firmly holding my chin.
"Yes" escaped my lips.
Her left hand slapped across my cheek - her right hand still firmly holding my chin. I couldn't help but move slightly - both from the slap and because my body was literally trembling. Only she can make me feel this way.
I felt movement and her fingers closed tighter around my chin - her thumb nail sticking deliciously into my skin. Again I felt my right cheek burn as she gracefully slapped my skin a second time.
"My bitches stay still - If I want you to move I will tell you to move."
She slowly withdrew her right hand - gradually releasing her grip but letting her hand linger - withdrawing it slowly as if she had just placed something on the edge of a counter and expected it would fall. I was trembling now uncontrollably - my body shuddering. I wanted to stay still - to do what she told me - to please her and win her praise. She let me stay there - I could see her lips move slightly in a faint smile. I could tell she was enjoying herself and my predicament, and I knew her pussy was becoming wet. The thought of her arousal through my pain was intoxicating and almost overwhelming. My cock strained against the fly of my lucky jeans. Thoughts were already drifting - thinking about her nipples between my teeth.
SLAP - her left hand raked across my cheek the sound stinging and leaving a slow burn as the blood swelled to the area.
"I told you to stay still didn't I?" she asked.
"Yes"
"Do not test me - I own you. We have a lot of work to do with you, don't we?" Her finger extended and nudged my chin up and high - straining my neck muscles as she firmly pushed my eyes to the ceiling. She walked behind me - I could hear her bare feet sticking slightly to our kitchen floor. She pulled her belt through the loops of her jeans - unbuttoning her pants - her hand pressed down on my shoulder threatening to push me sideways as she took one leg, then the other out.
"Don't Fucking Move" she hissed.
I stiffened my shoulder muscles to support her weight struggling not to move - making sure my chin stayed arched the way she likes it - afraid to move an inch. Her thong fell to the floor - I could see its thin blackness out of the corner of my eye - she smelled divine - god she is so fucking hot - I tried to focus my mind - I had to do what she wanted but my thoughts were drifting and getting hard to control.
In front of me - her pussy inches from my lips - she stood - her tight shirt still on not bothering to remove it - naked below.
"Stick your tongue out. NO, not that way - make it nice and stiff - there you go. Keep it out - make it tight now."
She moved closer now - her pussy lips kissing my tongue.
"Keep it right there Bitch," she said softly.
She slowly moved her hips - slightly up - slightly down - just barely allowing my tongue to slip through and taste the juice of her bare pussy. Her movements were free - she could move as she pleased as she used my tongue for her pleasure. She began picking up the rhythm - clenching her hips and ass - up and down - up and down - dragging my lips and tongue across her clit - sometimes impaling my erect tongue into her. Her rhythm became quicker - her breathing heavier - and her pussy was dripping - I could feel the juice rolling down my cheek to the base of my throat.
