Note: This story is the seventy-fourth episode in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous seventy-three episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.
This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I strongly recommend that you look for something else to read.
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The bridal suite was on the fifteenth floor of the hotel. When we got to the room I opened the door. This suite was basically the same layout as room 417, it was just a little bit more lavishly decorated.
There was an outer sitting room with a couch and two large chairs. Our overnight bags were sitting next to the couch. Bobby brought them up here for us before the reception. At the far end of the sitting room a double door led to an ornate bedroom that featured a king size bed.
When I opened the door, Sandra stepped in, surveyed the room and grinned at me. "Oh yes, this will do very nicely." She grabbed my hand. "Come on Stevie, let's go into the bedroom."
Sandra dragged me into the plush boudoir. Once we were in there she kissed me and said, "Sweetheart, take my wedding dress off."
I unzipped the back of Sandra's wedding dress and held it for her as she stepped out of it. I noticed that she wasn't wearing any panties.
"What happened to your panties?"
Sandra giggled. "I lost those when Jason fucked me just before the ceremony. I think they're lying on a potting bench in the conservatory."
I was laughing to myself as I took her wedding dress into the sitting room and laid it across the couch.
When I walked back into the bedroom Sandra was in the bathroom. The door was wide open. She was sitting on the toilet peeing.
"Do you remember the first time I saw you doing that?"
Sandra giggled. "Of course I do. It was the night we met. We were at your apartment."
"Do you have any idea how disconcerted that made me?"
She giggled. "That was the idea baby doll." Sandra pulled several squares of tissue from the roll. "Come wipe my pussy."
As I dabbed off the lips of Sandra's pussy she winked at me. "Think how disconcerted you would have been that night if I'd made you do that."
She stood up. I shook my head as I dropped the tissue into the bowl and flushed the toilet. "I would have died on the spot."
Sandra gave me a peck on the cheek. "It's a good thing I didn't do it. I like having you around. Come on sweetheart let's get your clothes off."
I took my tuxedo jacket off and laid it next to Sandra's wedding dress in the sitting room. When I stepped back into the bedroom Sandra met me, took my tie off and started to unbutton my shirt.
"Are you going to undress me tonight?"
Sandra nodded. "Yes I am."
When she took my trousers off she looked at my white lace panties and giggled. "I didn't know about these. They must be Julie's work."
"Yes, she had a pair for each of us. She had us put them on when they locked us into our cock cages at the conservatory."
Sandra started laughing. "Julie certainly can be a busy girl can't she."
I nodded. "It's the reason we both love her so much."
Sandra smiled. "It's certainly one of the reasons."
I took my underwear and socks off while Sandra went to her purse and got the key for my cock cage. When she found the key she went into the bathroom and got a warm damp wash cloth, a bar of soap and a towel.
She brought everything into the bedroom, laid it on the bed, sat down and patted the spot next to her. "Come lie down Stevie."
As soon as I was lying on the bed Sandra unlocked my chastity cage and set it on the night stand. She put a small amount of soap on one end of the damp cloth and started to clean my cock and balls. I got an erection while she was cleaning me.
Sandra giggled. "Look at Mr. Fun, he's decided to stand up for me." She put two fingers right under the head of my penis and squeezed me. I took a deep breath. Sandra smiled. "That feels good doesn't it sweetheart. Jason taught me to do it." She laughed. "I have to use more than the tips of my fingers when I do it for him."
Sandra put the washcloth and towel on the floor next to the bed and turned to me. "Take my lingerie off Stevie. I want to be naked tonight."
As soon as I took the rest of Sandra's clothes off she spread her legs, looked down at her pussy and shook her head. "Look at my cunt. Jamal and Jason really stretched it out when they fucked me this evening. I don't think its going to be too much fun for you tonight. I am afraid your little thing will just get lost in there if you try to fuck me."
I looked at Sandra's cunt. It was stretched out. Her pussy lips were raw and swollen. The insides of her thighs were caked with dried semen.
She lay back on the bed. "Stevie go down on me. As you can see, Jamal and Jason left a real mess. Be a good husband, clean me up with your tongue."
Sandra spread her legs wider. I lay on my stomach and positioned myself between her thighs. I looked up at her. She was smiling. I pressed my lips against her cunt. Sandra winced. She was a little tender. It was easy to understand why. Jamal and Jason have very big cocks and they can both last for a long time.
I changed my approach and gently kissed the lips of her pussy. As I kissed her Sandra relaxed and cooed. "Stevie that feel so nice."
I continued kissing her, I noticed that she was getting moist. This meant that she was starting to get aroused. I applied a little more pressure with my kisses. At the same time, I gently probed her with the tip of my tongue. Sandra sighed as she felt my touch. I was still trying to be very gentle. I was using my tongue to both soothe her and stimulate her at the same time.
Sandra closed her eyes and started taking long slow breaths, so I responded by licking her cunt. I worked slowly. With each pass my tongue worked its way from the base of her pussy to her clitoris. When I reached her clit I would give her a gentle kiss and go back to the base of her cunt and start over again.
Each time I returned to the base of her cunt I let my tongue linger there a little longer. While I was there I teased Sandra by licking the area between her pussy and her asshole.
When Sandra realized what I was doing she started to giggle. "Stevie do you remember the first time you did that to me?"
I stopped licking her and looked up. I grinned and said, "Yes very well."
Sandra sighed. "I'll never forget it. It was the morning after our first night together. You were licking my pussy from the bottom to the top just like you are now. Every time your tongue moved back to the base of my cunt you moved a little closer to my asshole." She shook her head. "I'd slept with a lot of guys but none of them had ever licked me there. As you were eating me I realized that I really wanted to feel your tongue in my ass." Sandra giggled. "You kept coming closer and closer, but you wouldn't actually do it. I was going crazy. I can't remember ever being as turned on as I was at that moment. You were driving me mad."
I laughed. "You pulled your knees up and pushed your hips forward so that your asshole was right in front of me and said, 'Go ahead, do it, you know you want to. I want you to do it.' That was all the encouragement I needed. I pushed my tongue into you and tasted your asshole for the very first time. As soon as I did it I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life licking your ass."
Sandra sat up and looked at me. "Really? Stevie you never told me that last part." She laughed. "It's kind of kinky, but incredibly romantic."
Sandra pulled me up to her and kissed me on my lips. "Baby I love you so much."
Sandra and I hugged each other for several minutes. Finally she started giggling and pushed me away. "Okay enough romance. You just got me really worked up." She pushed me back down between her legs. "Get back to work Sissyboy, you have some serious ass licking to do."
I really don't know how long I kissed my wife's pussy and ass. I lost track of the time. I was enjoying myself, so was Sandra. I brought her to two orgasms while I was eating her.
When she recovered from her second orgasm she pulled me up so that I was lying next to her. Sandra looked at me with that wonderful smile she has and said, "Stevie I want you to fuck me."
I started to climb on top of her. Sandra reached out and stopped me. "Not that way Stevie, tonight I want you to fuck my ass."
I stopped and stared at her. I wasn't sure what to do or say. This was something that Sandra had always reserved for her studs. This was a pleasure that I was never allowed. One of Sandra's favorite taunts was: Men get to fuck my ass, wimps like you have to lick my ass.
We didn't even do this on that wild night when Sandra came back to me after being with Roger. I do think that was probably more of an oversight than a deliberate denial. That night Sandra was so focused on feeling my cock in her cunt that neither of us even considered the idea of fucking her ass. If we had, we probably would have done it. Nevertheless, we didn't do it.
Sandra could see my confusion. We both sat up.
She smiled at me. "Stevie I want to do this for two reasons. First of all, tonight it will be more fun for both of us if you fuck me in my ass rather than my pussy. Remember what I told you when you fucked me in my cunt this morning? I said I wanted you to be the first one to fuck me today. I wanted to enjoy you and have you enjoy me while I was still nice and tight."
