This is part 3 of the Mistress Wife Saga. To fully understand this story I would suggest you read A Wifeâs Deepest Desire for Control and then Part 2. I will forewarn you the first installment of this saga is very long and I apologize in advance for the how long it is but I hope you will enjoy reading it. I will be doing smaller installments for those of you wanting to follow our story. . I will be adding parts regularly (as long as people give me feedback they want it to continue). This story is based in fact and fantasy, it is intended for adults only. What isnât fact yet in this story, I plan to make fact soon, very soon.
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She woke not knowing how long she had slept. It didnât seem that she had slept that long but when she looked at the clock on the nightstand she was a bit surprised to find out she had actually been asleep for 2 hours. She lay there for a moment listening to her husbands breathing. He was asleep; how he had fallen asleep she didnât know because her cock was still buried in his ass. He had been good, he hadnât moved, hadnât complained and she was sure had finally fallen asleep only because he was exhausted because of the events of the last couple of days. She had used him well, and had made sure others had used him well also.
As she thought about everything that had happened over the last week or so she began to realize that a very familiar ache was becoming apparent between her legs, she could not resist scratching the itch that her memories had sparked.
She began to move her cock in his ass. The 8â cock moved easily in his ass, and the strap on held it firmly in place against her clit. With her first stroke she knew he was awake. A moan escaped his lips. She loved when he moaned like that, an involuntary moan that he could not have stopped even if he wanted. She began to pick up the pace of her using of his ass. She was taking long swift strokes making sure to drive the dildo as deep in his ass as possible. She knew that he was enjoying it because in spite of himself he began to move his ass trying to get even more of her cock in him.
âThatâs it faggot, show me how much you like my cock in your assâ she said breathlessly. âMove that ass bitchâ
He began to move his ass even more. He was so turned on it was almost impossible to hear her for the sound of his own heartbeat. He had awakened from a dream of having that big black cock in his ass to find that the cock in his ass was his wifeâs. She had not woke him up; she had simply begun to fuck him. Her strokes were long and deliberate. He marveled at how well she used her cock. She knew exactly how hard to fuck him without really hurting him, but enough to make sure he knew that she was taking what she wanted. His ass was sore, but he wanted more, needed more.
âCome on cuntâ she growled âI am about to cum you better make my cock feel good you puny pricked slut.â
He moved his ass in earnest now. All he wanted to do was make her cum, to feel her slam against him in her passion. His efforts were rewarded, she groaned deeply, pushing her cock as deep into his ass as possible, putting as much pressure on her clit as she possibly could.. He continued moving while she continued to shudder. He winced as he felt her fingernails dig into his back just above his shoulder blades. The orgasm seemed to last forever, she ground her pelvis against him stretching his ass even more with her wide circular motions. She was lost in her orgasm, he could feel her body twitching and her fingers dig even deeper into his flesh. The pain only heightened his arousal.
Finally she collapsed on him again.
âDamn you are one good fuckâ she sighed, âYour fucking ass feels so good on my cock.â
He laid there quietly his tiny cock throbbing within its confines. He had wanted so much to rub himself against the bed as she fucked him but to his frustration the cage that enclosed his cock made that impossible, and had in fact had become painful as she had inadvertently pressed his cock into the bed while she fucked him.
She quickly rose off of him, pulling the cock from his ass with one stroke. He could almost swear he heard a popping sound as he ass released its grip on the cock that had been invading his ass for the last several hours. His ass ached, more with arousal than with pain at the moment.
âGet upâ she commanded âTake off my strap on and take my cock and wash it up, then put it away.â
He rose quickly, knelt in front of her and began to unbuckle the straps that held the strap on in place. Once he had unfastened the buckles he slid it down over her hips. She stepped out of the harness and as she walked away she said
âOnce you get that cleaned up and put away I want you to take a shower and wait for me here in the bedroom.
âYes Maamâ he replied
He hurriedly did as she had told him. He cleaned the dildo thoroughly and dried it setting it on the counter while he showered. The shower felt good. As he soaped his body he wondered what she had planned for him next. He had been surprised so many times in these recent weeks he was beginning to think there was no end to the depths of her imagination. Once he had showered and dried off, he picked up the strap on and went into the bedroom to wait for her. He didnât have to wait long.
She entered the bedroom completely naked. The reaction in him was instantaneous, his cock began to throb and his heart raced. âDamn she is beautiful,â he thought.
She moved over to him, and gently ran her fingers down his chest, across his stomach and finally down to his tortured cock and balls.
âI need a cock inside me,â she said as she fondled his balls harder âI need a cock really badâ she cooed.
His cock got even harder, the pressure of it inside its confines made him wince. He wanted nothing more than to bury his cock deep inside her tight pussy.
âFeel my pussy,â she instructed him, guiding his hand between her legs.
He gently touched her sex, using his fingers to open the lips of her pussy to feel the soft flesh inside of her. His fingers found her dripping wet. She was slick with her juices.
âSee how bad I need a cock Tinyâ
âYes Maamâ he said breathlessly.
âThere is only one problem, I want a real cock, something that I can feel, not that pathetic little clit you haveâ
âYes Maamâ he said realizing that it wouldnât be his cock that will be buried deep inside her.
âYou got all that big cock, faggot, and I am stuck with this,â she said cradling his cock and balls in her hand. âI donât think thatâs fair do you?â
âNo Maamâ he said wondering what she had in mind.
âWell I have decided how to remedy that problemâ she said âStand right there and donât moveâ
âYes Maamâ
She took the strap on that she had been wearing earlier and held it out for him to step into. She pulled the harness up over his hips and then adjusted it so it rested just above the base of his cock, this way his cock and balls were situated out of the way and below the harness. Once she had him strapped into the harness, she removed the dildo she had used on him, and replaced it with an even larger cock. This cock was also black; it was 8â long and much thicker than the one she had used on him. Once she had put the dildo in place, and made sure everything was adjusted to her liking, then she smiled at him and said
âNow that is a real cock, isnât it Bitch?â
âYes Maamâ he said looking down at his new cock.
âIf you had a real cock like this one, I would be fucking it instead of this dildoâ she chided him.
âYes Maamâ he said staring at this new cock, wishing that it WAS his..
She walked over to the bed and got on her hands and knees on the edge of the bed presenting her wet pussy to him.
âLick my pussy bitch,â she said wiggling her ass at him.
He immediately moved over to her and dropped to his knees behind her. He drove his tongue into her pussy. He loved nothing more than eating her pussy, nothing more than tasting her and smelling her scent. . His cock was once again straining painfully against his pink prison, but he didnât care, nothing mattered except eating her sweet tight pussy.
âYea thatâs it faggot, show me you like pussy as much as you like cockâ she moaned into the bedspread.
His response was to move to her clit and pulling it between his lips and sucking on it like a very tiny cock. He moved his tongue across the hood of her clit while he maintained the pressure. He knew she loved this. She moaned as he kept increasing the pressure on her clit and the rhythm of his tongue. She pushed back against his mouth forcing him to brace himself to keep her from tipping him over backwards.
âFuck my pussy with your tongue bitchâ she moaned loudly.
He moved his tongue up to her wet hole and drove it in as deep as he could. He used his hands to spread your lips open to give him even more access to her. He ran is tongue around her tight hole licking it like an ice cream cone.
âLick my ass NOWâ she commanded.