Shortchanged
11-12-2009, 01:26 PM
The Perfect Evening
A story of sexual submission
By Michael
“We have two hours all to ourselves” purred my wife. “Our daughter is at a sleep-over and you don’t have to pick up the boys from tennis until 10 PM”. A knowing smile crossed both of our faces.
Amy was now 36 years old. She was more beautiful than ever. Her daily workouts had sculpted a perfect body to match her naturally gorgeous face. She was a real MILF who loved to show off her body in tight fitting or skimpy cloths. Even more impressive was the fact that she was a high powered career woman who now was earning as much as me.
At 38 years old I was a successful business owner. I was good-looking, tall, and athletic. To the entire world, we appeared as the perfect clean-cut couple.
Our love making was pretty simple and straightforward until it took and interesting turn a few years back. I began to notice Amy becoming more demanding. It became understood that she would dictate control of our sex life. The timing and frequency was totally up to her. My job was to keep ready and when she was in the mood, to make sure she was satisfied in bed.
These days, unbeknownst to others, our private sex life has evolved into a mutually fulfilling relationship based on (but never formally discussed) principles of female supremacy in the bedroom.
On this particular night, it was a little before 8 PM we went into the bedroom. I was so excited because it had been 2 weeks since we last fooled around. My wife rarely allowed me intimacy more than twice a month. She would decide when and no complaining would be tolerated. Amy also made it known that she considered it an insult when I masturbated. Therefore, I rarely enjoyed a release without her permission.
When the mood struck her, I never knew whether our lovemaking would be vanilla or more creative. The option was always hers. Lately, vanilla sex was rare and Amy seemed to really enjoy her role as the spoiled princess. “It is all about me!” become her motto.
Needless to say, I was excited for the night’s activities. I had little else on my mind all day.
Amy exited the bathroom after a quick shower. She looked stunning as I realized, once again, how lucky I was. She dropped the terry cloth robe to reveal her toned body. She was wearing only thong panties.
“Massage”, she blurted out like a queen giving instructions, “I definitely need a massage”. She lowered herself into the middle of the bed, face down, and prepared for a body rub. She just loved a good massage and we had established that she would never be refused one when she requested.
The lights were low and the music created a relaxed environment. I remained in my tight boxer briefs as I prepared to sooth and work her tired muscles.
She liked her massages long and deep. I stayed hard the entire time. My thumbs worked deeply. I savored every second that I was allowed to be close to her body. I was intoxicated by her sexiness. After 30 minutes working on the back, I treated myself as I kissed each ass cheek. 10 minutes on the feet before I begin working up the legs. Finally, I slipped off her panties. I am always so charged up when I get to her thighs and ass.
I rubbed each cheek firmly. My fingers traced her ass cleavage. I was practically in a dream state.
Amy was also really turned-on now and she gave me the signal. Her legs opened ever so slightly apart, allowing a full view of her perfect pussy. She was wet as I began to play with my fingers. First I rubbed her labia gently. Then I continued to work her clitoris while I entered her with one finger. Her moaning was becoming louder.
Suddenly she did something new… something wild. She pulled her knees in and arched her back giving me a full view of her bottom. She knows I have an ass fetish and she must know the power it has over me.
“Lick my ass!” she blurted out in a sexy authoritative tone.
I will never forget that moment. Like a fantasy come true. My wife is so hot.
First, I slowly kissed each cheek. I savored the moment.
She spread her legs wider and arched her back further. My kisses become more focused and my tongue entered her beautiful crack. She purred like a kitten. It tasted so sweet.
I immediately began to worship her ass. Whenever my tongue would flicker across her hole she would moan and shutter. We were both really enjoying this new activity. I simultaneously continued to use my fingers around her pussy, as her moans intensified. She couldn’t get enough of it. As I rubbed him clit, I sensed she was approaching an orgasm.
Suddenly she pulled her body away. Amy raised her head slowly and looked me in the eye. Her gaze was intoxicating. I was hoping she would invite me to enter her. She knew what I wanted. I dreamed about being inside that lovely pussy. It had been a long time.
“Go get my thing”, she said pointedly.
As the words rolled off her lips, they touched my inner sole. They echoed over and over in my head as my whole being became electrified.
“Get my thing”.
That was my cue to quickly get her 8 inch vibrator with the clitoral stimulator. I knew she loved it. When I bought it as a surprise gift a year ago, I figured it could enliven our sex life. It had an even greater effect than I had anticipated. Basically, it ushered in a sexual renaissance. It didn’t take long to realize that she preferred the toy to my own (below average size) penis. She always had problems reaching climax from my penis alone and she would always need to play with her clit to get off. Now, with the help of our “friend”, her body reactions and orgasms were much more dramatic and intense.
To be honest, I absolutely loved the humiliation aspect of her request. Deep inside, I always hope that she asks for it. Once she realized that it was also a huge turn on for me, it removed all her barriers. Amy knew that she was free to choose whichever felt best to her.
Nowadays rarely did we make love without her requesting “her thing”. It was my job to make sure her toy was always clean and ready.
I jumped out of bed and quickly retrieved her favorite toy from its hiding spot. I crawled up close to my love. Her face lit up. She couldn’t take her eyes off it.
“Do you want the big cock?” I questioned softly in a whisper into her ear. “Do you need the big one tonight?” I needed to hear it.
“Yes”, she replied with out hesitation, “Oh yeah”. She let out a deep moan as a smile of anticipation crossed her face, “but… I want you to keep licking my asshole too.”
With that, she assumed the position, legs spread with her perfect butt high in the air.
I made love to her doggie style with the 8 inch vibrator, as I worshipped her asshole with my lips and tongue. She loved it. She arched her back and took it all. Amy’s moans intensified as she began to move her body rhythmically into the big cock. She reached below to gain control and she took the vibrator from me. She pushed my hand away aggressively and began to fuck her self. She ground the butterfly against her clit.
“Does it feel different?” I whispered rhetorically.
“Yeeeeessssss” she murmured in a deep sultry tone. “OOOOOOhhh yessssss…”
Her body enveloped the phallus as I continued to worship her perfect ass. She spread her legs even further apart as my tongued darted in and out her sweet hole. I was transfixed as I got a close-up view of my wife working all eight inches in and out. After an intense few minutes, she shuttered to an orgasm. Amy collapsed down on her stomach as I softly kissed both ass cheeks. Her breathing was still labored as I gently removed her favorite toy and placed it on a towel. She rolled onto her back and then took few moments to compose herself.
Yes, there was no doubt, she certainly loved the big cock… The big cock I don’t have. I felt like a cuckold. I loved every second of it.
At that moment I realized how hard I was. I had totally neglected myself. I was rock hard but not close to orgasm. Usually I hump the bed in my boxer briefs, while I work the vibrator. This is Amy’s preferred way for me to cum. It is expected that the two of us achieve orgasm nearly simultaneously. But, with all the excitement over being instructed to worship her ass, and the change in positioning needed to perform this task, I had not auto-stimulated myself appropriately. I also knew it wouldn’t take much to make me climax.
This had only happened a few times before. In the past, although she was disappointed, Amy had always either allowed me inside her or she would quickly jack me off. (She has a long established and well known “no blowjob” policy.) I always love entering her stretched and well lubricated pussy. Although there was very little friction when I follow the big vibrator, I would cum almost immediately. It has been quite a while since I have been inside her. Lately it has been hand jobs. I hope she tells me to “get a condom on and put my penis in.”
We locked eyes. She is so beautiful. She is my princess. She said nothing.
At that moment, my wife rose from the bed and went into the bathroom. I waited with anticipation not really sure what to expect. My head was still spinning. After a few minutes in the bathroom I heard her enter the dressing area.
It happened so quickly. Like a blur Amy walked across the room, now fully dressed. She stopped near the door and turned on the light. There I was alone on the bed with my little guy tenting the front of my underwear like a miniature teepee. She looked great… with a satisfied glow in her face.
“Nothing for you?!” she asked knowingly, while seeming to enjoy my predicament. I didn’t know if it was a question or a command. She knew how much I wanted her. How much I yearned for her at that moment. A smirk came across her lips. She shook her head ever so slightly side to side. She didn’t seem the least bit concerned. Amused would be a better word.
“I am done”, Amy stated frankly, as she quickly turned her attention elsewhere. “I am going to pick up from tennis.” She glanced at the clock. “Good, it is early. I will have some time to drive around and have a cigarette first.”
As Amy headed out, her eyes glanced back at me. “Don’t forget to clean and hide our favorite toy when you are done with yourself.”
I stared helplessly at her perfect ass as she exited the door. As she walked down the hallway, I heard her giggling on her cell phone.
That is likely all the sex I will get this month.
It was a perfect evening with the love of my life.
The End
A story of sexual submission
By Michael
“We have two hours all to ourselves” purred my wife. “Our daughter is at a sleep-over and you don’t have to pick up the boys from tennis until 10 PM”. A knowing smile crossed both of our faces.
Amy was now 36 years old. She was more beautiful than ever. Her daily workouts had sculpted a perfect body to match her naturally gorgeous face. She was a real MILF who loved to show off her body in tight fitting or skimpy cloths. Even more impressive was the fact that she was a high powered career woman who now was earning as much as me.
At 38 years old I was a successful business owner. I was good-looking, tall, and athletic. To the entire world, we appeared as the perfect clean-cut couple.
Our love making was pretty simple and straightforward until it took and interesting turn a few years back. I began to notice Amy becoming more demanding. It became understood that she would dictate control of our sex life. The timing and frequency was totally up to her. My job was to keep ready and when she was in the mood, to make sure she was satisfied in bed.
These days, unbeknownst to others, our private sex life has evolved into a mutually fulfilling relationship based on (but never formally discussed) principles of female supremacy in the bedroom.
On this particular night, it was a little before 8 PM we went into the bedroom. I was so excited because it had been 2 weeks since we last fooled around. My wife rarely allowed me intimacy more than twice a month. She would decide when and no complaining would be tolerated. Amy also made it known that she considered it an insult when I masturbated. Therefore, I rarely enjoyed a release without her permission.
When the mood struck her, I never knew whether our lovemaking would be vanilla or more creative. The option was always hers. Lately, vanilla sex was rare and Amy seemed to really enjoy her role as the spoiled princess. “It is all about me!” become her motto.
Needless to say, I was excited for the night’s activities. I had little else on my mind all day.
Amy exited the bathroom after a quick shower. She looked stunning as I realized, once again, how lucky I was. She dropped the terry cloth robe to reveal her toned body. She was wearing only thong panties.
“Massage”, she blurted out like a queen giving instructions, “I definitely need a massage”. She lowered herself into the middle of the bed, face down, and prepared for a body rub. She just loved a good massage and we had established that she would never be refused one when she requested.
The lights were low and the music created a relaxed environment. I remained in my tight boxer briefs as I prepared to sooth and work her tired muscles.
She liked her massages long and deep. I stayed hard the entire time. My thumbs worked deeply. I savored every second that I was allowed to be close to her body. I was intoxicated by her sexiness. After 30 minutes working on the back, I treated myself as I kissed each ass cheek. 10 minutes on the feet before I begin working up the legs. Finally, I slipped off her panties. I am always so charged up when I get to her thighs and ass.
I rubbed each cheek firmly. My fingers traced her ass cleavage. I was practically in a dream state.
Amy was also really turned-on now and she gave me the signal. Her legs opened ever so slightly apart, allowing a full view of her perfect pussy. She was wet as I began to play with my fingers. First I rubbed her labia gently. Then I continued to work her clitoris while I entered her with one finger. Her moaning was becoming louder.
Suddenly she did something new… something wild. She pulled her knees in and arched her back giving me a full view of her bottom. She knows I have an ass fetish and she must know the power it has over me.
“Lick my ass!” she blurted out in a sexy authoritative tone.
I will never forget that moment. Like a fantasy come true. My wife is so hot.
First, I slowly kissed each cheek. I savored the moment.
She spread her legs wider and arched her back further. My kisses become more focused and my tongue entered her beautiful crack. She purred like a kitten. It tasted so sweet.
I immediately began to worship her ass. Whenever my tongue would flicker across her hole she would moan and shutter. We were both really enjoying this new activity. I simultaneously continued to use my fingers around her pussy, as her moans intensified. She couldn’t get enough of it. As I rubbed him clit, I sensed she was approaching an orgasm.
Suddenly she pulled her body away. Amy raised her head slowly and looked me in the eye. Her gaze was intoxicating. I was hoping she would invite me to enter her. She knew what I wanted. I dreamed about being inside that lovely pussy. It had been a long time.
“Go get my thing”, she said pointedly.
As the words rolled off her lips, they touched my inner sole. They echoed over and over in my head as my whole being became electrified.
“Get my thing”.
That was my cue to quickly get her 8 inch vibrator with the clitoral stimulator. I knew she loved it. When I bought it as a surprise gift a year ago, I figured it could enliven our sex life. It had an even greater effect than I had anticipated. Basically, it ushered in a sexual renaissance. It didn’t take long to realize that she preferred the toy to my own (below average size) penis. She always had problems reaching climax from my penis alone and she would always need to play with her clit to get off. Now, with the help of our “friend”, her body reactions and orgasms were much more dramatic and intense.
To be honest, I absolutely loved the humiliation aspect of her request. Deep inside, I always hope that she asks for it. Once she realized that it was also a huge turn on for me, it removed all her barriers. Amy knew that she was free to choose whichever felt best to her.
Nowadays rarely did we make love without her requesting “her thing”. It was my job to make sure her toy was always clean and ready.
I jumped out of bed and quickly retrieved her favorite toy from its hiding spot. I crawled up close to my love. Her face lit up. She couldn’t take her eyes off it.
“Do you want the big cock?” I questioned softly in a whisper into her ear. “Do you need the big one tonight?” I needed to hear it.
“Yes”, she replied with out hesitation, “Oh yeah”. She let out a deep moan as a smile of anticipation crossed her face, “but… I want you to keep licking my asshole too.”
With that, she assumed the position, legs spread with her perfect butt high in the air.
I made love to her doggie style with the 8 inch vibrator, as I worshipped her asshole with my lips and tongue. She loved it. She arched her back and took it all. Amy’s moans intensified as she began to move her body rhythmically into the big cock. She reached below to gain control and she took the vibrator from me. She pushed my hand away aggressively and began to fuck her self. She ground the butterfly against her clit.
“Does it feel different?” I whispered rhetorically.
“Yeeeeessssss” she murmured in a deep sultry tone. “OOOOOOhhh yessssss…”
Her body enveloped the phallus as I continued to worship her perfect ass. She spread her legs even further apart as my tongued darted in and out her sweet hole. I was transfixed as I got a close-up view of my wife working all eight inches in and out. After an intense few minutes, she shuttered to an orgasm. Amy collapsed down on her stomach as I softly kissed both ass cheeks. Her breathing was still labored as I gently removed her favorite toy and placed it on a towel. She rolled onto her back and then took few moments to compose herself.
Yes, there was no doubt, she certainly loved the big cock… The big cock I don’t have. I felt like a cuckold. I loved every second of it.
At that moment I realized how hard I was. I had totally neglected myself. I was rock hard but not close to orgasm. Usually I hump the bed in my boxer briefs, while I work the vibrator. This is Amy’s preferred way for me to cum. It is expected that the two of us achieve orgasm nearly simultaneously. But, with all the excitement over being instructed to worship her ass, and the change in positioning needed to perform this task, I had not auto-stimulated myself appropriately. I also knew it wouldn’t take much to make me climax.
This had only happened a few times before. In the past, although she was disappointed, Amy had always either allowed me inside her or she would quickly jack me off. (She has a long established and well known “no blowjob” policy.) I always love entering her stretched and well lubricated pussy. Although there was very little friction when I follow the big vibrator, I would cum almost immediately. It has been quite a while since I have been inside her. Lately it has been hand jobs. I hope she tells me to “get a condom on and put my penis in.”
We locked eyes. She is so beautiful. She is my princess. She said nothing.
At that moment, my wife rose from the bed and went into the bathroom. I waited with anticipation not really sure what to expect. My head was still spinning. After a few minutes in the bathroom I heard her enter the dressing area.
It happened so quickly. Like a blur Amy walked across the room, now fully dressed. She stopped near the door and turned on the light. There I was alone on the bed with my little guy tenting the front of my underwear like a miniature teepee. She looked great… with a satisfied glow in her face.
“Nothing for you?!” she asked knowingly, while seeming to enjoy my predicament. I didn’t know if it was a question or a command. She knew how much I wanted her. How much I yearned for her at that moment. A smirk came across her lips. She shook her head ever so slightly side to side. She didn’t seem the least bit concerned. Amused would be a better word.
“I am done”, Amy stated frankly, as she quickly turned her attention elsewhere. “I am going to pick up from tennis.” She glanced at the clock. “Good, it is early. I will have some time to drive around and have a cigarette first.”
As Amy headed out, her eyes glanced back at me. “Don’t forget to clean and hide our favorite toy when you are done with yourself.”
I stared helplessly at her perfect ass as she exited the door. As she walked down the hallway, I heard her giggling on her cell phone.
That is likely all the sex I will get this month.
It was a perfect evening with the love of my life.
The End