Becoming My Wife's Sex Slave Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Becoming My Wife's Sex Slave Pt. 01

... scent completely overwhelming.

Chrissy stretched her body in the armchair, satisfaction written across her self-satisfied movements. "Thank you sweetie, that was lovely," she smiled, pulling her arms down her body, lightly touching her neck, lightly pulling her tits out of her dress and toying with her nipples one-by-one.

"Mhhhhhhmmmmm" she moaned. "Now it's your turn," she said, "and it looks like you're almost ready to go," she said, pointing right at my cock.

I followed her eyes to my dick, where I was still semi-hard with drops of precum dribbling along the shaft.

"Would it help if I gave you something to look at?" she asked, raising an eyebrow as she tweaked her nipples, biting her lower lip and sucking in a deep breath, still obviously horny. She spun her chair around so she could sit on it more normally, showing me her wet, glistening tempting pussy on full display before crossing her legs and hiding it mostly from my view.

"Jerk off for me, babe. Show me how you like to get yourself off all alone while I'm watching TV in the next room. Show me what it looks like when you're being a dirty little horny slut." She was toying with her nipples the whole time, my dick fully raging hard now, my cheeks flushed as I tried to gather the courage to do this private thing in her company.

I started slowly this time as I reached down and gripped my cock, remembering her instruction from earlier and trying to muster the self-control to give her a show.

Even ...

... these slow, languid strokes were setting my body on fire; I could feel my heart racing, my breath quickening.

"Faster," she commanded firmly, her left hand slowly trailing down her chest and into the folds between her crossed legs.

I started jerking faster, worried how long I'd be able to control myself -- I could already feel the familiar sensation of an orgasm building inside me.

I watched as Chrissy slowly unfolded her legs, presenting me with an unexposed view of her pussy lips as she stuck her index finger deep inside. She watched me watching her, catching my eye and smiling demurely as she brought her finger to her lips and sucked on it slowly.

I came right then and there. Unexpectedly. Unprepared. In enormous quantity.

Thick, gooey ropes of cum jumped off my dick and all over my pajama top, covered my wrist, my thighs and my hand.

"Mhhhhhhhhmmmm yes beautiful, cum for me, sweetie, let it out," Chrissy moaned, sucking her finger deeper before returning it to her pussy.

I felt myself shaking, vibrating. I couldn't remember the last time I'd cum that hard.

"Take a lick."

My eyes jumped to her. What had she just said? It was the kind of thing that would sound hot pre-orgasm, something dirty and slutty and horny. But now, with my post-orgasm clarity already sinking in, it seemed gross, shameful, dirty... definitely not hot.

"Come on, honey. You liked when I did it, right? Didn't seeing me take a nice long lick of my girl juice turn you on?" As ...