Becoming My Wife's Sex Slave Pt. 01
Date: 1/7/2024,
Categories:
BDSM
Author: bySubHubbyOralSexSlave, Source: Literotica
... also almost impossibly horny, my dick harder than it had been in months. Was she fucking with me? Was this her way of punishing me for being the kind of weird loser who sneaks behind his own wife's back to masturbate in secret? But she just sat and watched me, sitting patiently, wiggling her toes in my direction while a small grin lightly played across her face, as she watched the gears turn in my head.
Finally, I took a deep breath. Fuck it, I thought. If she's playing a prank, I'll just have to live with it.
I pushed play, the heavy sounds of the woman moaning suddenly filling the quiet room. I could feel my heart beating in my temples as I slowly wrapped my fist around my cock. I was embarrassed, I was impossibly horny, and I was thinking maybe my wife was enjoying this more than I'd expected, as I watched her watch me intently. I immediately started stroking quickly, anxious for release.
"Slow down. I want you to take your time. And don't you fucking dare finish too fast."
I grunted my ascension and slowed down my strokes. I felt the approaching orgasm receding, replaced with an aching frustration, a deep, primal desire to speed up my pace... now met by an even deeper, unexpected desire to obey.
"Do you always watch foot fetish porn?"
I felt the heat rising in my cheeks again.
"No, not really," I answered, still slowly stroking my cock.
"Well what other types of porn do you watch?"
I felt myself blushing, struggling to tell her the honest ...
... truth.
"Well? Answer me. Is it really that weird? Like what? Trans women? Pegging? Piss play? BDSM? Boy on boy?" Every word she said sent a jolt through my dick, as my heart raced, my breath grew ragged. I stopped stroking myself, struggling to answer her question and feeling embarrassment wash over me once more.
"I didn't tell you to stop," she hissed. I looked down at the floor sheepishly and kept stroking, feeling my horniness rise every time she gave me an instruction.
"Jesus Christ, did I tell you to stroke quickly,?"
I blushed again, my whole face feeling on fire, as I shook my head firmly and slowed back down.
"Always answer me when I ask you questions, Dave."
My cock had never been so hard in my life. I took another deep breath, feeling almost lightheaded.
"No Chrissy, you didn't tell me to stroke quickly. I'm sorry, I'm just so horny right now I'm having trouble controlling myself."
Chrissy smiled at me deviously again, a faint grin that disappeared almost as fast as it crossed her lips. Slowly, she lifted her right leg, dragging the toes of her foot up my leg, reaching ever closer to my cock, still steel-hard and held firmly in my right fist.
"Well, if you want to make yourself cum, first you need to tell me all about your porn habits. What kind of slutty, dirty videos have you been watching in here while I'm in the room next door?" As she asked, her toes reached my balls and dick, her arch slowly rubbing up and down my shaft. My legs and cock ...