My Husband, My Slave--Part 3 - Sex Stories

My Husband, My Slave--Part 3

... happened here tonight.” He leaned over to kiss me. It was long and sweet, but understandably lacked its earlier passion. “I can show myself out, Sophie. I’ll make sure your door is locked.” Then looking down he continued, “I enjoyed meeting you too, John. You’re an extremely lucky man.” He patted John’s thigh and left. John continued to clean me thoroughly, but I did not allow him to give me another orgasm. That would come later when we fucked. I was removing John’s cock cage when he raised his hand. “I liked him, Miss Sophie—especially after the horrible night we spent with that terrible Clark.” “Yes, John—he is a gentleman and his cock is the biggest by far that I’ve ever had in me. Good thing yours isn’t that big, John. The house would be filthy; I’d never let you out of bed.” He laughed and I joined him then I leaned down to kiss my husband, my slave. After a minute I slid down onto his cock. We fucked for more than an hour as John gave me another four orgasms. He was a mess the final twenty minutes, shaking and bucking in his need. Finally as my final orgasm was abating I pinched and twisted his nipples viciously. He came with tremendous force, filling me with his cream. It was after midnight when he had cleaned me for the final time. I did not require him to give me another orgasm. I’d already had eight tonight. I was justifiably exhausted when John and I turned in for the night. NEXT: Sophie learns an extremely important lesson.