Chapter 5: "No Questions, No Limits"
DAVID:
I woke up in the middle of the night to my husband Sven coming back into our bedroom. When he wanted to, he could slip into bed very quietly without disturbing me. The fact he was being so loud made me think he wanted me to wake up. And I'm glad he did.
I was still semi-drunk from a full day of drinking. Some people are aggressive drunks. Some people are happy drunks. I am a horny drunk. Sven and I had planned a full Saturday of fucking, but our son Eric and his boyfriend had thwarted our plans. We'd managed to fuck once in the morning and I got to jerk him off to completion in the hot tub, with our son's young boyfriend Will sitting right across from us. But right now I was horny again and my ass was hungry for more.
I opened my eyes and saw Sven stand in front of me in the dim light. As I lay on my back, I put my legs up and spread them open.
"Hello, Sir," I said softly but confidently.
"Hello," he answered, walking up to me and stroking my left cheek gently with the back of his hand. "What's this? Is there a little pig in my bed tonight?"
"Yes, Sir. A nasty pig that needs his hole filled." I grabbed my asscheeks and pulled them open.
We'd gone into the roles we'd played for years. I was his pig who did everything Sir said. No questions, no limits.
"Good," he said. He put two fingertips on my hole. I made it pulse in and out, making my dick twitch at the same time. All of a sudden, he shoved his thick fingers inside me in one quick move. I inhaled sharply. "But you're gonna have to be quiet. We wouldn't want the kids to hear us."
He nodded toward the door and I noticed he'd left it open. Eric's room was right across the hall.
"Yes, Sir." I swallowed the spit that was in my mouth.
"You're gonna have to get me hard first," he said and grabbed his dick with his left hand and shook it.
His dick was an impressive size even soft, made even more impressive by the large Prince Albert he'd gotten because I loved the way it felt inside of me.
Sven walked around the bed and sat down. He made himself comfortable leaning back on all the pillows and cushions. He then spread his legs wide open and I kneeled between them, putting his dick in my mouth.
I loved sucking my husband's dick any day, but tonight it felt extra satisfying. I was just the right amount of drunk and high. It was the middle of the night, everything was quiet, and doing it with the door open added to the excitement. It made me nervous, but Sven had taught me to use my nervousness to my own advantage for sexual pleasure.
I gobbled his dick, trying to get it even bigger and thicker to the point where I couldn't even fit all of it comfortably in my mouth. I felt Sven lean to his left to get something from his nightstand. I heard a click, an exhale, and felt the smell of cigarette smoke.
Sven knew he wasn't allowed to smoke inside the house, especially in our bedroom. But when he was Sir there was nothing I could say. I looked up and made eye contact. He stared me down sternly, as if daring me to say something, while taking a long drag. I swallowed and put his dick back in my mouth.
He was now fully hard, his dick hitting the back of my throat. I liked to think of myself as a good deepthroater but sometimes a dick his size was too much for me. I started to gag but continued, determined to get all of it in. Sven grabbed my hair tightly with one hand, and started pushing my head up and down his dick, making me gag loudly. I was slobbering, a mixture of my saliva and his precum gushing out of my open mouth.
Sven pulled me up by my hair until we were face to face. He then let go and put his hand around my throat. We maintained eye contact all throughout.
"You like that?" he growled.
"Yes Sir, thank you Sir." His grip tightened until I found it hard to speak. "I love sucking your big cock, Sir."
He exhaled and blew cigarette smoke right in my face. I coughed.
"Shh," he said, his grip tightening around my throat even more. I had half a mind to use our safeword, which I knew would make him stop everything immediately, but I wanted him to keep pushing.
"I think the pig is ready to get fucked," he said as soon as he finished his cigarette. He grabbed some lube and quickly rubbed it on his dick, making it glisten. He got behind me on his knees and didn't waste a second.
"Aaah!" I couldn't help but moan out loudly as soon as he started pushing his dick inside me. As much as I wanted it I still needed some time to get ready, but Sven had decided to thrust in balls-deep right away. He pounded me aggressively. I tried to keep quiet but it was impossible. My ass was in mild pain but his Prince Albert felt amazing sliding against the walls of my hole. As soon as I'd started to get used to it, Sven pulled out completely and slammed back in, then out again. He started pulling out then slamming back in repeatedly, his large balls hitting mine as he fucked me. I was fully hard and leaking precum all over our sheets.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!!" I had tried to keep quiet but the way Sven was fucking me it was impossible. It was almost as if he was trying to see how far he could push this. I felt so good, I didn't care about the open door anymore. I wouldn't care if we were in the middle of Times Square doing this in front of everyone. "Yes, Sir! Aw, yes. Fuck me. Fuck me!"
Then suddenly he pulled out, leaving my hole pulsing.
"Tsk tsk. You said you'd be a quiet pig." He walked around the bed to look me in the eyes.
"I'm sorry, Sir. I tried."
He slapped my face gently and playfully, with a smirk on his face.
"We'll have to do something about that," he said and walked away to the bathroom.
He was a fit and attractive man in general, but to see him walk naked and with his huge erect dick bobbing up and down... He felt like the hottest man on earth to me!
He walked back clutching something yellow in his hand.
"I went to grab a pair of dirty underwear from the hamper," he said as he walked up to me and shoved a piece of fabric in my mouth. "But I was surprised to find these hot little speedos." He used two fingers to shove the rest of the speedos in my eager mouth until they were all in.
He reached for my dick and gave it a few jerks, then stopped. Good thing he did. I was so horny I could cum in a second.
Sven climbed back onto the bed and got ready to penetrate me again. This time we were face-to-face, me sitting on his lap with my legs straddling him. His dick went in much smoother the second time around.
"And you know the hottest thing about those speedos in your mouth?" he asked softly. We maintained eye contact. He was fucking me slowly, while also edging my dick and squeezing my balls.
"Uh-uh," I shook my head.
"There was someone's cum all over them. A very generous load."
My eyes widened. My prick was gushing precum by now. Sven continued to fuck me, and used his fingers to make sure the speedos were tightly in my mouth.
"Now, it's not my cum," he continued, "and I'm pretty sure it's not yours either. Do you know what that means?"
