Danni and Mike sat in the back of their taxi, holding hands as they rode through the warm summer night towards the home they’d shared for just over a year now. Tonight for their third wedding anniversary they’d revisited the scene of their very first date, a small upscale Italian restaurant in the middle of town. But the restaurant held more memories than simply the venue of their first date, it was also where Mike had asked Danni to marry him and also where he had officially asked her to take on the role of his ‘Mistress’.
Not that this had come as a surprise to Danni, she was well aware of her husband’s submissive tendencies and she cherished them just as much as she cherished his devotion to her and her pleasure. Many a time he had told her that he would go to any lengths to please her… even if it meant temporarily sharing her body with someone else, if that’s what she truly wanted.
Danni was quite taken aback by this, in fact she was a little shocked because for her part she had zero intention of ever sharing her man with anyone, nor of taking him up on his offer. But… there was no harm in keeping this in her pocket and on occasion she would pull it out to turn the screws on her dedicated husband.
Sometimes she used it when he was a little ‘tired’, or maybe when he was having trouble getting hard for her (which wasn’t often, thankfully). It was quite amazing how as soon as she started talking about another man filling her tight little pussy, Mike would suddenly perk up… but sometimes she used it just for fun, and tonight would be one of those nights.
The taxi was getting nearer its destination now and Danni leaned close to her lover, whispering in his ear as her hand slid under her short skirt and into her panties.
“Mmm, I love that I can touch myself whenever and wherever I want, but that you have to ask me for permission every time… that’s sooo fucking hot.”
Danni pulled her hand free and then slid her fingers into Mike’s willing mouth. He sucked them clean and then kissed her hard as she reached down and squeezed his semi-hard cock through his jeans.
Abruptly the taxi came to a halt and they broke their kiss. They thanked the driver, quickly made their way up the drive and unlocked the front door of their impressive house.
As soon as they got inside Danni pressed herself against Mike, pushing his much larger frame against the wall and reaching down to rub his already throbbing cock. They kissed passionately and Mike’s hand fell between their bodies, searching for his wife’s eager pussy. Danni first batted his hand away and then grabbed both of his hands and pushed them back.
“No touching unless I say…” she warned.
Ever obedient, Mike clasped his hands together behind his back while Danni sank to her knees in front of him, unbuckled his belt and then unzipped his jeans. She slid them down and let them fall around his ankles, his rock-hard cock tenting his boxers impressively.
“I have been so horny tonight,” Danni told him. “You know how I get when I drink too much…”
Mike groaned as her lips gently teased his cock through the thin cotton of his boxer shorts. She pulled back and he looked down just in time to see her licking her fingers, savouring the taste of her own juices from between her legs.
“God…” he moaned. “That is so fucking hot.”
Danni glanced up and smiled. She raised herself up and kissed him, pushing her tongue into his mouth and gifting him another small sample of her musk.
“You love that so much don’t you?”
“Yes Mistress, you always taste so good…”
Danni smiled naughtily and pressed her fingers back into her slick, wet hole. She lifted them up and rubbed her scent all over his lips.
“Beg me to let you clean my fingers again.”
“Please Mistress, please… I want to taste your beautiful pussy so bad.”
“Lick your lips first.”
Mike ran his tongue around his lips while Danni idly played with his cock with her other hand, gently squeezing the cotton around his shaft.
“Good boy… now you can.”
Danni pressed her fingers into Mike’s mouth, watching as he licked and sucked every last drop of her scent clean from her slender digits.
She sank down once more, pulling his boxers with her as she dropped and swiftly engulfed the head of his cock with her warm, wet mouth. They both groaned as Danni’s fingers returned to her sodden pussy, and then further back to tease her tight asshole.
Mike leaned back against the wall, his hands still clasped behind his back. His wife loved to suck cock and she was very good at it, but he kinda knew this wasn’t going to be a straightforward blowjob… she was way too turned on for that!
Mike felt the air circling around his wet cock and looked down to see his wife looking up at him, her fingers still tight around the base of his straining meat.
“You know what else made me horny?” she beamed. “Our waiter. He was gorgeous… I bet he has a nice big cock too.”
Before Mike could even register what she had said Danni’s mouth had swallowed his dick again and she worked it for a good minute before she continued.
“I bet he would have fucked me so good. I could have pulled him into the rest room and let him fuck me right there, bent over the sink... that would have been so hot, walking back to the table… smiling at you as his cum dripped out of me and down my smooth, sexy legs.”
Again her mouth closed around Mike’s aching cock, her fingers closing around his bloated balls, her nails digging in to his tight flesh.
“I bet you would have been desperate to clean me too wouldn’t you? You would have been dying to taste my cum-filled pussy as soon as we got in the door… especially if I fed some to you in the back of the taxi.”
“Yes Mistress,” Mike gasped.
“Imagine that slave… licking another man’s cum off my fingers in the back of a taxi… aching to get home just so you could rip my panties off and bury your face between my legs. You’d love that wouldn’t you, licking another man’s load out of my stretched out cunt.”
Mike looked at her through half closed eyes, he loved her more than ever when she was like this.
“Yes… Mistress,” he half croaked.
Danni groaned loudly as she throated her husbands stalk again. Then abruptly she pulled away and stood up, releasing his cock but squeezing his balls hard..
“Don’t you dare cum until I tell you,” she snapped.
“I won’t Mistress!” Mike winced, as she continued to apply a firm grip to his ballsack.
“You better not!” she snarled as she looked him dead in the eye.
Danni released him, then strutted into the lounge and sat down on their long purple sofa. She signalled him to follow and when he got close she told him take his shirt off and kneel on the floor in front of her. She lifted her foot and told him to hold it up for her while she lay back on the sofa, spreading her legs and showing him her soaked through panties.
“Are you still thinking about what I said? About how the waiter’s cum was dripping down my legs… and onto my pretty shoes?”
Mike nodded, delirious with lust for his amazing bride.
“Then lick it.” she said, shaking her foot in his hand. “And stroke your cock for me.”
Danni relaxed back into the sofa, her fingers once more between her legs, sliding beneath her panties and finding her needy clit.
“I hope you’ve got a nice big load saved up for me… because you’re going to be allowed to cum very soon.”
Danni pulled her foot away from his tongue and ordered him to remove her shoe. Mike let go of his cock, then reached up and undid the tiny buckle before slipping it off, revealing his wife’s delicate foot.
“Don’t stop stroking,” Danni warned. “You need to keep yourself close.”
She shoved her naked foot into his mouth and worked her clit as she watched him. Mike was clearly loving the opportunity to stroke his cock with Danni’s pretty toes in his mouth; there wasn’t one part of her body her husband didn’t adore and she loved watching him worship her.
“Mmm… my pussy is so fucking wet thinking about that waiter. I bet he would have really pounded me hard before he blew inside me. In fact maybe we should go back next week…”
Mike grunted as his tongue slid in and out between his wife’s tiny toes.
“Oh, is it getting hard to hold back? Good… because you’ve only got ten more seconds. And when I stop counting you stop stroking. Understand?”
“Yes Mistress.”
“10… 9… 8… I’m not kidding.”
Mike’s hand was a blur on his cock as he felt his orgasm start to build.
“7… 6… 5… I want you to cum in your other hand.”
Mike let go of his wife’s foot and dropped his left arm so that his outstretched palm was right in front of his straining cock.
“4… 3… 2… Yes, fucking cum for me!”
Mike felt the first two spurts erupt from his cock, but then he heard.
“1… STOP STROKING! Take your hand away… I don’t want you touching that cock until I say so.”
Mike immediately let go of his cock and put his right arm at his side. He was breathing hard as he looked down at the pool of cum forming in his left palm as it slowly dripped from the tip of his aching prick.
“Ooooh… was that frustrating stopping for me like that?”
“Yes Mistress…”
Danni smiled to herself, she loved the feeling of power she got from ruining her slave’s orgasms.
“But you did it anyway. You must really worship and adore me.”
“You know I do Mistress.”
“I do… but I never get tired of hearing you say it.”
Danni looked down at Mike’s cock, which remained quite stiff and was still slowly leaking cum into his hand.
“I want you to very gently squeeze all that delicious cum out and into your hand, okay?”
“Yes Mistress.”
“But no stroking, just tease it out as gently as possible. I want you just as horny when you go to bed tonight as you were when you got up this morning…”
Mike groaned softly as he gently squeezed and cajoled as much of his load as he could out of his cock, fighting the overwhelming desire to pump it out satisfyingly with his fist.
“Is that all of it?”
“Yes Mistress, well… as much as I can get right now.”
“Good slave. Now I know you really want to smear that cum all over my pretty feet and lick them clean, don’t you?”
Mike nodded in agreement but he could already tell there was a ‘but’ coming.
“And if that’s what you really want then I will allow it.”
Danni paused for a few seconds, just to let that thought play through his mind.
“But, if you do decide that’s what you really want… then you don’t get to touch me at all for the rest of the night. In fact you won’t even be allowed to watch me cum… and I know how much you love to watch me cum.”
Mike looked dejected, if not pained at this revelation.
“So… if you really want to please me, you’re going to lick that cum straight out of your hand instead. Are you willing to do that for me?”
Mike looked down at the huge load he had sitting in his palm. Danni had never made him do this before and it felt way more humiliating than when she made him clean his cum off of her gorgeous body.
“Well..?”
Mike glanced at his wife’s beautiful feet one last time and then slowly lifted his hand towards his face.
Danni licked her lips and rubbed her pussy faster, her fingers slipping inside and coating them with her juices.
“Yesssssssss, do it for your Queen.”
Mike sucked and licked the pool of creamy white jizz into his mouth and held it there. Despite the fact that she’d been making him eat his cum for a good couple of years now he still found it acutely embarrassing, in fact the only thing he found more embarrassing was when she made him suck her strap-on. At least when she fucked him in the ass he was generally facing the other way…
“Show me.”
Mike opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue slightly.
“Good slave, now swallow…”
Mike gulped down the mouthful of cum.
“Now squeeze your cock again, see if you can milk out a little more.”
Mike’s cock had wilted a little now and he managed to squeeze another small pool of cum into his hand and dutifully licked it clean.
“Take this off.”
Danni held her other leg out and Mike quickly removed her remaining shoe. He looked hopefully at her foot but Danni had other ideas. She pulled her sodden panties down her thighs and quickly pushed them down to her ankles.
“Take them off,” she commanded.
Mike took hold of his wife’s panties and pulled them off over her pretty feet. Danni quickly turned over onto all fours on the sofa, her short skirt riding up over her ass as she sank forward onto her shoulder. Then she reached back with her right hand to open her ass cheeks while her left hand moved back between her legs again.
“I want you to worship my perfect ass while I make myself cum.”
Mike was there like a shot, already bending forward, his mouth open as he plunged towards his wife’s delicious ass.
“Eat my fucking ass slave,” Danni moaned as her fingers massaged her swollen clit.
“Get your tongue inside me, make it hard and push it in, I want to really feel it.”
Mike needed no encouragement and he thrust his tongue as deep as he could into his Mistress’s divine asshole, his cock already firming up as he worked his eager tongue inside her.
Danni’s fingers worked their magic and within a few seconds she could feel herself tipping over the edge. She bucked hard and Mike grabbed her hips, holding her tight as he tongue-fucked her ass until her legs gave way and she collapsed onto the sofa breathing hard.
After a few moments Danni lifted her head slightly and glanced back at her husband. She looked down and saw his hard cock standing up, desperate for more attention and smiled, then slumped back down and stretched out on the sofa, thoroughly satisfied.
Mike knelt there for some time, waiting to see if she had anything left in her, until eventually he realized she was asleep. He leaned forward and gently kissed her gorgeous ass a few more times and then went to fetch her a blanket and a pillow.
