Martin slowly opened his eyes and caught a glimpse of the
clock on the bedside table. A momentary panic quickly subsided when he
remembered it was Sunday and he closed his eyes and pulled the duvet up around
his neck. As he lay there, drifting in and out of consciousness, he became
aware of his morning wood throbbing hard and allowed his hand to drift down and
close around his shaft.
His wife Karen stirred next to him and he quickly released
his cock and rolled over onto his back, his meat pushing upwards against the
covers. Karen rolled towards him and nestled herself into his armpit. Her hand
gently brushed across his chest and teasingly moved down over his stomach and
finally found his aching cock.
“Mmm, that’s nice…” said Karen as she felt the hot, hard
flesh pulsing in her hand. “How many days has it been since I allowed you to
cum?”
“Fifty two Mistress.” Murmured her husband, as he struggled
to resist thrusting his cock into her tightening fist.
“Oh… you’re not suffering too much yet then, you’ve gone a
lot longer than that before.”
Karen gave Martin’s cock a few pumps before loosening her
hold and sliding her hands down to caress his heavy balls.
“I love how big and full they feel when I keep you denied.”
Karen tightened her fist around her husband’s balls until
she heard him wince slightly and felt his cock buck.
“I had another dirty dream last night… do you want me to
tell you about it?”
“Mmm, yes please Mistress… I love hearing about your
dreams.” Breathed Martin.
Karen took hold of his cock again and started slowly
stroking it.
“But remember, no cumming without permission… if you get
close you need to tell me.”
“I will Mistress.”
“Okay, well… it was similar to the last one, except this
time you were lying on the floor on your back. I was on top of you, pinning you
down with my legs over your arms and my pussy right over your face. You were
licking my clit while I was sucking these two guys… both of them had big cocks,
like 9” or more, and thick too. You couldn’t really see much because I was on
top of you but I’m sure you could hear the sounds of me sucking on their meat
and moaning as you licked me closer and closer to orgasm.”
Karen paused a few moments and dipped her head under the
covers to suck her husband’s cock for a few seconds. He was hard as a rock and
clearly ready to pop any time, but she knew he was skilled at holding back and
that he wouldn’t risk cumming without permission.
“I felt one of your arms get loose and move down your body
and then I felt your thumb pressing against my asshole. I started pressing
against it, trying to force it inside me and at the same time grinding my pussy
against your tongue and chin. I felt your thumb slide inside and within a few
seconds I had a massive orgasm right on your tongue.”
Martin let out a little groan, and felt his wife’s hand move
a little quicker on his throbbing stalk.
“Don’t forget the rules slave… you don’t get to cum without
permission.”
“No Mistress… I won’t.”
“Good… so as I came I leant back onto my arms and the two
guys started beating their cocks really hard and fast. I looked up at them and
begged them to cum on me, to spurt all over my gorgeous tits, and they did… First
one, then the other, they pumped hard and fast until the spunk flew out of them
and splattered right across my soft, sexy tits. They were absolutely covered in
it, and some was dripping off of me and onto your face, and some was just
dripping down my front in between my tits.”
Karen sensed her husband getting a little too close and
eased off on her strokes.
“Then I reached up and rubbed my fingers in it, swirling it
around and coating my tits in the mess. I know how much you love to see my tits
dripping with cum, it’s so fucking hot isn’t it?”
“Yes Mistress…”
Karen squeezed a little harder again, satisfied that her
husband was far enough from the edge to continue.
“And then I slid my hands down my body and rubbed their cum
all over my pussy and then pushed my fingers into your mouth. You sucked them
clean and then I sank my pussy down onto your face and you eagerly cleaned that
too… the little fucking cumslut that you are! I even scooped the cum off of
your face and fed you that too, and all the time your cock was throbbing and
aching, just like it is right now, desperate to shoot for me. Isn’t that
right?”
“Yes Mistress…”
“You really want to cum don’t you?”
“Yes Mistress…”
“Is that because you want the pleasure of an orgasm or is it
because you crave the taste of your own cum?”
Martin paused for a second before he could answer.
“Both, Mistress.”
Karen chuckled to herself.
“Even though you know there’s no way I’m going to let you
have a proper orgasm after fifty two days slave? No, I think you want to taste
it… that’s what I think you want. That’s what I think you need to sate your
thirst...”
Martin groaned in frustration.
“You’re such a cumslut slave, what are you?”
“A cumslut Mistress.”
“You know… if I ever get bored with denying you, I’ll still
expect you to eat every drop of your spunk. Can you imagine what it would be
like to go back to cumming three or four times a week and having to lick up and
swallow all that cum every single time? You’d love that wouldn’t you… your cock
is throbbing at the thought of that, isn’t it?”
“Yes Mistress…”
“Yes Mistress… maybe I should get you to a hundred days and
really fill those balls up, and then ruin you every night for a week and make
you swallow every drop. You’d love to do that for me wouldn’t you slave?”
“Yes Mistress, for you…”
“And what if I made it so that every night you had to jerk
yourself right to the edge and then ruin yourself onto a plate and then bend
down and lick it clean, what about that?”
“I’d much rather you did it, and lick it off your gorgeous
body Mistress…” Martin whispered.
“I know you would,” Karen retorted. “But it doesn’t matter
what you want does it, because this cock, these balls and the hot, sticky cum
inside them all belong to me don’t they?”
“Yes Mistress, they all belong to you.”
“Which means, whatever I say goes… doesn’t it?”
“Yes Mistress.”
“Are you getting close slave?”
“Yes Mistress.”
Karen stroked harder and faster and bent closer to kiss her
husband, then kept her face close to his as she whispered.
“I love my dreams slave, but I think you like them even more
than I do… tell me when.”
Martin held back as long as he could, desperate to enjoy
every single stroke, but eventually he had to concede defeat.
“I’m close Mistress!”
Karen stroked his cock three more times and let go, her hand
falling down between his legs and resting for a moment before pulling back and
slapping his balls three or four times, but to no avail.
“So close, huh… maybe just a few more strokes.”
Karen gripped Martin’s cock lightly and started a fast
stroking motion, barely applying any pressure but easing him back to the edge
all the same.
“Oh God please Mistress…. please, I need to cum.”
Karen laughed.
“Rubbish, you don’t ‘need’ to cum at all, you ‘want’ to cum,
but you don’t ‘need’ to… what you ‘need’ is to taste that hot, creamy cum on
your tongue, so give it to me!”
“I’m close Mistress.”
Karen continued to stroke a few more times and then let go
once more, watching closely as Martin’s cock pulsed and throbbed angrily before
leaking a bead of creamy white cum. A second passed and then a steady stream of
thick white spunk trailed from the eye of his cock and formed a puddle at the
base.
“Oh yes, that’s good… that’s really good. I like that.”
Martin looked down and groaned in absolute frustration, and
then watched as his wife and Mistress bent forward and carefully sucked the
puddle of cum into her mouth. She moved up his body and pressed her lips against
his, slowly releasing the load of hot, sticky cum from between her lips and
letting it drip into his eager mouth.
Their tongues meshed, extra slippery with the coating of cum
they both shared and then Martin waited for the order he knew to expect.
“Show me slave, show me what a cumslut you are.”
Martin opened his mouth to show he hadn’t immediately
swallowed the load of cum and Karen spat the last remaining drops from her
mouth to his.
“Good slave, now you may swallow.”
Martin swallowed and felt the warm sticky cream pass down
his throat.
“Thank you Mistress.”
Karen smiled and kissed him again, then grabbed his hand and
pushed his fingers down between her thighs and into her soaking wet cunt.
“I so need to cum now, that was fucking HOT!”
