About My Wife
By: Date: 2021.07.07. Categories: Sex Stories Tags: , ,

I love to be sexually dominated, and I am married to a very

beautiful young woman who utilizes my obedience to the maximum.

She knows that when I am sexually aroused there is nothing I

won’t do for her. She often makes me go a few days without

cumming, knowing that I will be that much more aroused and

submissive. The other night I arrived home and found her laying

on the couch wearing a short satin robe. As soon as I saw her I

developed an immediate erection, thus becoming a slave to her

desires. She ordered me onto my hands and knees and commanded me

to crawl to her side. She then raised her foot to my face and

said “Lick my foot slave!” I happily licked her foot as she

rubbed it all over my face. She then pushed my face away with

her foot and tossed a satin G-string at me saying, “Put on your

uniform, and go draw me a bath slave!” I answered, “Yes Master.”

And went to the bathroom to change into the G-string and prepare

her bath.

As soon as I finished readying her bath she entered the

bathroom and told me to get on my hands and knees in the tub. I

started to remove the G-string, but she told me to leave it on.

I got on my hands and knees and she removed her robe to reveal

her beautiful naked body. She sat down in the tub in front of me

and said, “Stick your head under the water and eat my pussy

slave!” I stuck my head down between her legs and started

lapping away. When I came up for a breath, she would count to

three and then push my head back into her crotch. When she tired

of this she had me wash her entire body. When I finished, she

stepped out of the tub, dried herself off, and threw me the wet

towel to dry off with. “I know you love to wear that G-string.”

She said. “So just keep it on slave, and go into the bedroom

when you’re done drying off.”

I finished drying, except for the soggy G-string, and went

into the bedroom. My raging hard-on was sticking out the top of

the pouch on the G-string. She walked into the bedroom a few

minutes later wearing a red satin camisole, garter belt, nylons

and black patent leather pumps. She came over to the edge of the

bed where I was sitting, grabbed my balls through the pouch, and

told me to open my mouth. She then stuffed my mouth with a couple

pairs of her panties and tied a scarf around my head to form a

gag. She then found a thick rubber band and doubled it, and slipped

it over my balls- the pain was excrusating. Now she bound my

wrists behind my back and tied my ankles together to insure I was

fairly immobile. My balls really began to hurt. As she finished

tying me up I wondered what she had in store for me this evening.

She usually didn’t tie me up, since I’m always very cooperative.

“Get up, slave!” She ordered. I stood up unsteadily and

she pushed me toward the closet. We have a walk-in closet in our

bedroom with a mirror on the door. I hobbled toward the closet

as quickly as the bonds on my ankles would permit. She opened

the door and inside was a chair which she motioned for me to sit

in. Once I was seated, she securely tied me to the chair with

rope. She reached down and seized my rock-hard cock in her hand

and said, “Don’t make a sound until I return. Do you understand?”

I nodded my head. She walked out of the closet and closed the

door behind her. I was left sitting in the darkness of the closet

with a raging hard-on, not knowing what was next.

I sat in darkness for at least a half-hour before I heard

anything outside the closet. I heard the bedroom light switch

click and when the lights in the bedroom came on I was startled

by the fact that I could see into the bedroom from within the

closet. My wife had installed a one-way mirror on the closet

door in place of the mirror that had been there. I could see the

entire bed from where I was sitting and nobody could see me. I

about died when my wife entered the bedroom followed by a young

man I had never seen before. She was still wearing the lingerie

she had on earlier, but he was completely naked. He looked to be

in his early twenties and was probably a local college student.

He had his hands all over her as he followed her onto the bed.

Soon this guy was banging my wife from behind with a

vengeance as they moaned in ecstasy. I thought I would be

jealous, but instead I was extremely turned on. The more my wife

enjoyed it, the more arousing it was for me. My cock was so hard

it hurt. They paused briefly to change to the missionary

position and I heard my wife say, “You’d better hurry because my

husband will be home soon.” This guy didn’t need any more

encouragement. He started pumping like you wouldn’t believe. My

wife started moaning and trembling in orgasm as he continued

pumping. She then reached around his ass and tickled his balls

with her fingernails. That was all it took for him, as he pumped

a load of come into my wife’s pussy.

As soon as his convulsions ceased, my wife told him that her

husband would be home any minute and that he had better go. He

quickly thanked her and left the bedroom to collect his clothes

and leave. My wife remained on the bed with her legs spread,

pointed her glistening cunt in my direction. My cock was so hard

now that it felt like I was sitting on a steel pipe. My wife

rose when she knew her visitor had departed and walked over to

the closet. She opened the door and I thought I would soon be

released from my bonds, But I was wrong.

She looked down at my raging hard-on with a smile and said,

“It looks like you enjoyed the show.” I nodded in approval. She

smiled a wicked smile as she untied me from the chair and removed

the gag. “The fun’s not over yet little slave.” She said. “Now

go get on your knees at the edge of the bed.” I hobbled, as

before, over to the edge of the bed, not knowing what could

possibly be in store for me now. When I got into position she

walked over and sat on the edge of the bed in front of me. She

then opened her legs and stuck her finger into her still sopping

cunt. She then grabbed my balls with her other hand, eased her

gooey finger out, and held it up to my mouth. “Lick it slave!”

she commanded. I licked her finger like a lollipop until it was


I could taste the cum of the young stud that had just

serviced her, mixed with her own sexual secretions. She giggled

as she offered me another gooey finger to lick clean and said.

“We’ve got to make sure we get every last drop, huh?” I nodded,

and continued to lick and suck her finger. When she finished

feeding me she looked down at my crotch and said, “I’ll bet you’d

like to relive some pressure.” “Yes.” I gasped, as it was all I

could do to keep from cumming at this point. She just giggled and

said, “Well, I don’t want you to make a mess all over so just

wait here a minute.”

She then left the room and quickly returned with a box of

plastic wrap. She sat back down in front of me and unraveled a

couple feet of the plastic wrap. “This ought to do,” she said,

as she tore the wrap from the box. She then carefully wrapped

and sealed my engorged cock in plastic wrap, forming a reservoir

at the top. “Now you won’t make a mess!” She said giggling.

She then spread some K-Y jelly all over the plastic wrap and

began firmly and stongly jagging my cock off. She kept pumping

my cock harder and harder until I couldn’t take it any more as

she spurted every last drop of cum out of me.

I watched as I quickly swelled the reservoir at the tip of my

cock. The last damn thing she did was to pull off that rubber band

still tightly wrapped around my balls. As she did so, it gave off

a little twang and one more cum shot dripped out.

I was now completely exhausted!

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