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

Becoming My Wife's Sex Slave Pt. 01

... Chrissy was asking me this, she was rubbing her finger over her clit with one hand while toying with a nipple with her other. Her voice was ragged, breathy. I could feel a horniness returning, the kind of short refractory period I'd long given up on as being a lost relic from my younger days. But the look in her eyes was setting me on fire... and setting off some deeply submissive desires within me. I wanted to comply. Desperately. But still, the ick factor was enormous, the shame and embarrassment having come rushing back post-orgasm.

"Come on you stupid slut," Chrissy suddenly hissed, her voice completely changing its tone. "Take a lick of your own cum for Miss Chrissy or you won't taste this delicious pussy again until next year." She sounded truly angry, but she was also fingering herself rapidly, her words pausing for involuntarily moans and gasps of air. Without a second thought, I took my hand, still covered in my own cum, and brought it to my lips, eagerly licking the cum off my palm and fingers, every drop. It was a salty, musky scent -- not horrible, but not nearly as delicious as girl cum. But as I licked my hand off, I maintained eye contact with Chrissy, now rubbing her clit furiously. "UGgggggghhhhhhhhnnn ohhh fuck oooooh yesssss yesss yesss," she half-mumbled half-screamed, the pleasure and tension carrying through her voice. I reached out, grabbing her shoulder for support as another enormous orgasm passed through her in waves, her whole body shaking, vibrating, and spasming.

Eventually it subsided and she drew a deep, satisfied breath.

"Well, that was fun, my pervy little dumb slut," she laughed, kissing me lightly on the cheek before standing up quickly and walking out of my office as she whistled lightly, leaving me sitting in my chair exhausted, still impossibly horny, and wondering what the hell just happened with my wife.