Martin slowly opened his eyes and caught a glimpse of the clock on the bedside table. A momentary panic quickly subsided when he remembered it was Sunday and he closed his eyes and pulled the duvet up around his neck. As he lay there, drifting in and out of consciousness, he became aware of his morning wood throbbing hard and allowed his hand to drift down and close around his shaft.
His wife Karen stirred next to him and he quickly released his cock and rolled over onto his back, his meat pushing upwards against the covers. Karen rolled towards him and nestled herself into his armpit. Her hand gently brushed across his chest and teasingly moved down over his stomach and finally found his aching cock.
"Mmm, that's nice..." said Karen as she felt the hot, hard flesh pulsing in her hand. "How many days has it been since I allowed you to cum?"
"Fifty two Mistress." Murmured her husband, as he struggled to resist thrusting his cock into her tightening fist.
"Oh... you're not suffering too much yet then, you've gone a lot longer than that before."
Karen gave Martin's cock a few pumps before loosening her hold and sliding her hands down to caress his heavy balls.
"I love how big and full they feel when I keep you denied."
Karen tightened her fist around her husband's balls until she heard him wince slightly and felt his cock buck.
"I had another dirty dream last night... do you want me to tell you about it?"
"Mmm, yes please Mistress... I love hearing about your dreams." Breathed Martin.
Karen took hold of his cock again and started slowly stroking it.
"But remember, no cumming without permission... if you get close you need to tell me."
"I will Mistress."
"Okay, well... it was similar to the last one, except this time you were lying on the floor on your back. I was on top of you, pinning you down with my legs over your arms and my pussy right over your face. You were licking my clit while I was sucking these two guys... both of them had big cocks, like 9" or more, and thick too. You couldn't really see much because I was on top of you but I'm sure you could hear the sounds of me sucking on their meat and moaning as you licked me closer and closer to orgasm."
Karen paused a few moments and dipped her head under the covers to suck her husband's cock for a few seconds. He was hard as a rock and clearly ready to pop any time, but she knew he was skilled at holding back and that he wouldn't risk cumming without permission.
"I felt one of your arms get loose and move down your body and then I felt your thumb pressing against my asshole. I started pressing against it, trying to force it inside me and at the same time grinding my pussy against your tongue and chin. I felt your thumb slide inside and within a few seconds I had a massive orgasm right on your tongue."
Martin let out a little groan, and felt his wife's hand move a little quicker on his throbbing stalk.
"Don't forget the rules slave... you don't get to cum without permission."
"No Mistress... I won't."
"Good... so as I came I leant back onto my arms and the two guys started beating their cocks really hard and fast. I looked up at them and begged them to cum on me, to spurt all over my gorgeous tits, and they did... First one, then the other, they pumped hard and fast until the spunk flew out of them and splattered right across my soft, sexy tits. They were absolutely covered in it, and some was dripping off of me and onto your face, and some was just dripping down my front in between my tits."
Karen sensed her husband getting a little too close and eased off on her strokes.
"Then I reached up and rubbed my fingers in it, swirling it around and coating my tits in the mess. I know how much you love to see my tits dripping with cum, it's so fucking hot isn't it?"
"Yes Mistress..."
