"Oh god, I am so horny," I thought when I woke up this morning with a bulging erection. I reached down slowly to touch my member ensuring that I didn't arouse suspicion in my partner lying next to me. It felt good, it need to be stimulated. I wanted sexual release, but I knew that wasn't up to me. My wife has expressly forbid me to masturbate without her permission.
I looked over at her loveliness, her curly brown hair draping the pillow and her lips pouting in an innocently childish way. I rolled over reached up under her shirt and gently caressed her small breasts and nipples. Her skin was so soft and her nipples were perpetually erect. We have been married eight years and I find her even more physically attractive today than the first time we met. Shannon always sleeps naked next to me. She knows how horney I get. Her ability to rouse me sexually so easily reinforces the feeling of power she has in our relationship, a power she loves more than any physical pleasure life can offer.
"Mmm," she moaned with her eyes still closed. Her small breasts were so sensitive and she loved it when they were caressed in this gentle way. I continued to rub them while carefully observing the expression on her face. I knew that she was enjoying herself and I hoped that I might get lucky this morning.
With my free hand I released my penis from my restraining underwear. I brought my erect 5 inch cock next to her bare snatch and began to press the head of my naked penis against her, as of yet, dry pussy lips. The tip of my penis was literally dripping with precum, and despite my wife's dry state my cock's modest size allowed me to spread her lips. The moment my glans entered her cunt Shannon's expression soured and she slapped my cock away.
"What a cunt!" she yelled at me. "There is no fucking way you are going to fuck me bareback you little bitch!" She was pissed. "You know I am not on any fucking birth control".
"I'm sorry honey, I just need your wonderful pussy," I tried to charm her with my sensitivity. "You were looking so beautiful lying there."
I failed.
"How inconsiderate, there is no way in hell I am going have another one of your kids!" Shannon scorned. We had two daughters 6 and 8 years of age. "What if I was to have boy, and he turned out to have a cock as pathetic as yours". After our youngest daughter was born my wife resumed taking birth control but only three months ago she stopped because she felt that it dampened her libido too much and she found it exciting not to be protected in that way. What this means for me is that I have to use condoms each time we have sex, and it has been months since I have felt the softness her womanhood against my longing penis.
"I'm sorry Shannon, you know I need some release."
"You are so pathetic, why can't you control your perverted urges like real man," she scoffed.
Shannon climbed out of bed, stood at the mirror, and started brushing her hair and fixing her makeup. She was wearing one of her boyfriends large t-shirts. She always wore these when we were in bed together. Firstly, she told me that wearing her boyfriends clothes while we were sleeping in bed together comforted her in knowing that she could have "real man" when she needs one. The second reason is that she never wasted an opportunity to humiliate me by reminding me that another man was fucking her pussy.
The shirt stopped about half way down her ass. Her toned legs and the tight round globes of her ass were beautifully accented by the t-shirt. It reminded me of how I was first attracted to her great legs when we met in college. She was on the varsity soccer team so most would assume that she would have gone for a jock type as opposed to a debate team nerd like me. Well I had money and sweet car and at that time that seemed to matter to her a lot. When we started to date we used to fuck a lot. Shannon was up for anything and it didn't matter if a dormmate was sleeping in the next bed or not we were going to fuck. Let's just say we weren't always careful and she got pregnant in her sophomore year. So we went down the cliché road of getting married to raise the kid. I still think she resents me for the fact she never had a chance to go as far in college sports as she had hoped and that is probably why we only have two children together.
After a few minutes of staring at her I had lost my erection and felt a little sad about my position in life and my inability to satisfy my own wife sexually. When Shannon finished brushing her hair she turned to me.
"Alright, you little bitch, I am going to let you ejaculate," she snarled, "It's more than you deserve."
"Thank you," I replied.
"Where are your fucking manners?!" she yelled.
"I'm sorry, thank you mistress," I grovelled.
"Go to the bathroom, take your close off, and don't even fucking think about touching yourself until I join you."
I took off my shirt and walked naked to the bathroom and sat on the toilet to wait for my wife. While I was I waiting for her I was intensely aroused. My erection began to throb in anticipation of its first ejaculation in nearly two weeks. It took all my will power not to touch myself, but I knew that any deviation from her instructions would only cause me further denial.
Shannon walked in the room wearing her one of her fitness outfits. Since the kids are at school during the day she has a fair bit of time to work on her body. It was her usual routine to go the gym and exercise while I was at work. In reality though, I know that a lot more goes on at the fitness club than exercise.
She looked hot as ever. She wore her tight blue lululemon pants which clung snugly against her ass. She was probably wearing a thong underneath because these skin-tight pants would have shown panty lines had she worn anything that provided more coverage. On top she was wearing a matching hoodie and I could guess that she was wearing sports bra underneath that would allow her to show off her abdominals to the guys at the gym.
