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shaft.
Holy fuck was it hot. My pelvic muscles contracted painfully, looking for something to clamp around. Languorously, he pulled the flog back and forth across his rod. I watched, mesmerized, and then cried out when he actually hit his own shaft with the latex strands. Then he used those same strands to whip my cunt.
It was fucking intense. A thousand little bee stings on my sensitive lips. I came when he struck me a second time, my whole body bowing tautly as my release shot through me. In the throes of ecstasy, he plunged his cock in and pumped me, drawing out my orgasm. Limp, I was only barely aware of him seesawing in and out of me, aftershocks making me quiver. I woke up suddenly when he resumed whipping my tits as he fucked me. He forced my pleasure to build again in my sated body. He tortured me, slapping my tits and plowing my channel deep. The flog finally went flying so that he could slide his hands under my buttocks and lift me up from the mattress. He leaned forward as he did so and caught my nipple in his mouth. He bit down, painfully so, triggering my orgasm. My body shook and trembled, caught in a blissful convulsion that didn’t want to end.
Even when he came, shooting inside me hotly, I trembled. I think I was still orgasming when I finally passed out from exhaustion.
Chapter Five
A latex flog he held tight in one meaty fist
He whirled it quite expertly and flicked its sharp tips.
With a broad hairy chest and a muscled hard belly,
He tensed when he slapped asses soft as jelly.
He was thick, he was rigid, a right hunk of a man,
And I creamed when I saw him all over my hand.
A wink of his eye and a nod of his head,
Soon made me know I should definitely dread.
I woke up late on Boxing Day with a smile. Who wouldn’t with the way my Christmas Day ended up panning out? I wanted to sing and dance with joy. I also wanted to find Andrew and see what other sexual surprises he had in store. It still blew me away that my husband of over twenty years had not only accepted my fantasy, he’d actually gone for instruction to help me fulfill them. How many men would have the balls to do that? It made me wonder, having gone to a BDSM club already—I still couldn’t believe he’d done that before me—if he would be willing to go again so that I could experience it. Maybe even indulge in a little three-way action. While the previous day’s minor anal play had been a first for me, I fantasized about a two-man fuck. How would it feel to have a cock in my cunt while another fucked my ass, my body sandwiched helplessly between two men? The thought was enough to make me horny, especially knowing Andrew would share it with me.
Showering my sticky body, I ran my hands over my sensitized skin. Who said a gal required youth to feel like a sexual being? With age came confidence and maturity, and I knew I was sexier now in my forties than ever before. I walked back into the bedroom wearing only a towel, a small one, which just managed to make it around my breasts and barely covered my bottom. Unfortunately Andrew wasn’t in the room to appreciate it.
On the bed I found a note.
Hello my sexy little sub,
Did I forget to mention your Christmas present has two parts?
You will spend the afternoon at the spa. Not only will you get a massage, but I expect your pussy to be rendered bald—and tasty. I’ve got a surprise for dinner so when you return you will wear the outfit I will lay out later on the bed. Once dressed, you will take yourself to the dining room and lie down on the table for the second part of your gift.
Disobedience will result in punishment, while obedience will reward you with pleasure beyond your wildest dreams.
Sir
I went faint with arousal and sat down hard on the bed. My husband—the sexual deviant and torturer. I loved him more than ever and wished I could speed up the day and make it dinner time already. I will admit though that the
Holy fuck was it hot. My pelvic muscles contracted painfully, looking for something to clamp around. Languorously, he pulled the flog back and forth across his rod. I watched, mesmerized, and then cried out when he actually hit his own shaft with the latex strands. Then he used those same strands to whip my cunt.
It was fucking intense. A thousand little bee stings on my sensitive lips. I came when he struck me a second time, my whole body bowing tautly as my release shot through me. In the throes of ecstasy, he plunged his cock in and pumped me, drawing out my orgasm. Limp, I was only barely aware of him seesawing in and out of me, aftershocks making me quiver. I woke up suddenly when he resumed whipping my tits as he fucked me. He forced my pleasure to build again in my sated body. He tortured me, slapping my tits and plowing my channel deep. The flog finally went flying so that he could slide his hands under my buttocks and lift me up from the mattress. He leaned forward as he did so and caught my nipple in his mouth. He bit down, painfully so, triggering my orgasm. My body shook and trembled, caught in a blissful convulsion that didn’t want to end.
Even when he came, shooting inside me hotly, I trembled. I think I was still orgasming when I finally passed out from exhaustion.
Chapter Five
A latex flog he held tight in one meaty fist
He whirled it quite expertly and flicked its sharp tips.
With a broad hairy chest and a muscled hard belly,
He tensed when he slapped asses soft as jelly.
He was thick, he was rigid, a right hunk of a man,
And I creamed when I saw him all over my hand.
A wink of his eye and a nod of his head,
Soon made me know I should definitely dread.
I woke up late on Boxing Day with a smile. Who wouldn’t with the way my Christmas Day ended up panning out? I wanted to sing and dance with joy. I also wanted to find Andrew and see what other sexual surprises he had in store. It still blew me away that my husband of over twenty years had not only accepted my fantasy, he’d actually gone for instruction to help me fulfill them. How many men would have the balls to do that? It made me wonder, having gone to a BDSM club already—I still couldn’t believe he’d done that before me—if he would be willing to go again so that I could experience it. Maybe even indulge in a little three-way action. While the previous day’s minor anal play had been a first for me, I fantasized about a two-man fuck. How would it feel to have a cock in my cunt while another fucked my ass, my body sandwiched helplessly between two men? The thought was enough to make me horny, especially knowing Andrew would share it with me.
Showering my sticky body, I ran my hands over my sensitized skin. Who said a gal required youth to feel like a sexual being? With age came confidence and maturity, and I knew I was sexier now in my forties than ever before. I walked back into the bedroom wearing only a towel, a small one, which just managed to make it around my breasts and barely covered my bottom. Unfortunately Andrew wasn’t in the room to appreciate it.
On the bed I found a note.
Hello my sexy little sub,
Did I forget to mention your Christmas present has two parts?
You will spend the afternoon at the spa. Not only will you get a massage, but I expect your pussy to be rendered bald—and tasty. I’ve got a surprise for dinner so when you return you will wear the outfit I will lay out later on the bed. Once dressed, you will take yourself to the dining room and lie down on the table for the second part of your gift.
Disobedience will result in punishment, while obedience will reward you with pleasure beyond your wildest dreams.
Sir
I went faint with arousal and sat down hard on the bed. My husband—the sexual deviant and torturer. I loved him more than ever and wished I could speed up the day and make it dinner time already. I will admit though that the
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