We're in our mid-50's now and have been married for well over 25 years but my love and lust for my wife is as strong now as it has ever been. She's pretty, she's slim, her eyes sparkle, I'm still in love with her tits and her pert nipples and I could spend forever indulging myself in her legs and pussy -- both mentally and physically. On top of that she is one of the kindest people I know and we still have great fun together. I'm very lucky, and I know it.
I've wanted her to know that for years and I constantly want to give myself to her so that she knows the depth of my love. Mentally I want her to know that and feel that, whilst physically and mentally it has been a massive turn on for me for a long time. I have broached the subject of me being her Bitch in the past, and we've even given it a brief go, and then recent happenings reinvigorated my desires.
We had booked a night away in Oxford and had a couple of drinks together. All through the drinks, I just wanted to get her back to the hotel. When we did get back, she told me that she was going in to the bathroom to dress up for me and the hardness that I'd had during the afternoon intensified. I stripped in anticipation and there was precum already leaking from my cock; I was desperate to be her Bitch and I don't know if it was that, or if it was the couple of beers that I had, but I scooped up some of the precum and rubbed it on my nipples. It felt very sexy and I then went one step further and took some precum on my fingers and, imaging that it was her forcing me to suck her fingers, I put them in my mouth and sucked it clean. By now I was desperate for her.
When she came out of the bathroom she looked amazing. She was wearing high heels, lacy panties, stockings and suspenders to show off those fantastic legs. She wore an open top Basque so that her beautiful tits and nipples were on display and her nipples were hard. She looked amazing but I was determined to not cum too soon -- although I could have done just by looking at her. In total abandonment I grabbed hold of the rails on the headboard as we began to kiss. I told her what I'd done with the precum and she started to lick my nipples to taste it. We were both highly aroused and it was not long before she slowly impaled herself on my aching, rock hard, cock. I love watching her face as she first takes me. I know that I still stretch her and I see the pleasure it gives her. It was getting too much for me, particularly given that I'd told her about what I'd done. I knew the only way that I wouldn't cum was that if she stopped fucking me. I built up some courage and said to her that I'd like to taste more of that precum and this time I wanted it mixed in with her juices. I have always loved her sitting on my face and I wish she'd let me do it more often. I wasn't sure if she was going to go along with it but she did!
She called me a Dirty Bitch and a Dirty Fucker, which sent me wild and she pulled herself off my cock and on to my face. I was now in my element, lapping up her juices, desperate to be owned by her and her pussy. I could tell from the noises that she was making that she was loving it too and before long she came on my face, which, again, is something I'd craved. Almost without hesitation, she moved herself back down the bed and began fucking my cock again. She even mentioned taking my cum and then sitting on my face again! This was too much and I exploded inside her having one of my most intense orgasms ever.
Not long after, I plucked up enough courage to ask if I could be her submissive Bitch for a prolonged period of time. Reluctantly she agreed but only if it wasn't constant. We'd tried a bit in the past and we agreed that I had become too desperate so I needed a plan to overcome that. Fuelled by what had happened in Oxford, this is how my prolonged time of worshipping my Mistress Wife played out.
It was about 11pm on a Thursday evening and it was a normal Thursday evening. My wife had gone to bed and I was watching trash TV. My phone pinged and the message said,
'Upstairs Bitchboy, I've decided that I need you.'
Wow, this was actually happening. With an already stiffening cock, I went upstairs to find her in bed. I was ordered to strip so that I was just wearing my T-shirt and I was ordered to lie on my back next to her.
"You are not allowed to look at me unless I say Bitch. Do you understand?"
Her tone was assured and harsh and I immediately complied --
"Yes Mistress.'
I felt some movement of the bedclothes to my right and her sighs of pleasure told me that she was touching herself. In the absence of being able to watch, her sounds and movement filled my senses. After a while she ordered me on to my knees and briefly grabbed and stroked my cock..
"The feel of your cock turns me on, but that's all it's good for tonight. Your cock in my hand is just to enhance my pleasure.. and it is turning me on. Now get your face between my legs and pleasure me some more".
This was no hardship for me and, as always, she tasted divine. I loved being there and she grabbed the back of my head, pulled me close and began to ride my face. Just as I felt like I was in heaven, she said
"Enough Bitch. Back on your knees."
Her hands went back down to feel her own wetness and I could see and hear her finger fucking herself.
"Open" she said.
I immediately opened my mouth and she put her fingers in.
"Clean my fingers Bitch" she said as I hungrily sucked at her fingers.
"Look how desperate you are Bitch. Your cock is dripping and you're sucking my fingers. Wipe that precum on my tits" she said as she returned her fingers to her pussy.
"That's right. Now clean that precum off my tits"
I needed no second invitation and I could tell that her breathing was quickening.
"Yes Bitch, clean it off" she said as she carried on working herself close to orgasm.
"Keep cleaning Bitch", she was getting close.
"Yes, Bitch, keep going, yes, more" and I felt her and heard her cum as I sucked her nipples.
She recovered, got herself ready for bed and then said
"Lie on your side with your back to me". Leaning over, she grabbed hold of my cock, began to stroke it gently and whispered closely in to my ear.
"Now, remember what we said. I do not want to hear any of your desperation. You can go to sleep now and no murmuring. If I hear any sound from you, we'll never do this again." With that, she let go of my cock and went to sleep.
Friday
I work from home on a Friday whilst my wife has a day off. I woke to my alarm and slipped out of bed making sure I didn't wake my Mistress. I started work but soon got a message. It just said
"Tea and Toast when you're ready Bitch."
I was loving this and I was happy to serve her. I bought it up. She was sitting up in bed, she had her sexy white nightie on and she'd put it on in such a way that her tits were on show to me. She was messaging on her phone and she just said
"leave it there" as she pointed to the bed. I was awe struck and stood there staring, open-mouthed.
"Yes?" she snapped.
"Anything else?"
"No Mistress" I said.
"Then leave me alone."
I walked out, hard and desperate. She was really taking to this. Just as I got downstairs, I received another message from her.
"When are you free from calls Bitch?"
"9:45, Mistress."