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My husband John had been on a business trip for over a week and because I constantly tease him with nasty phone calls and photos, I knew he was coming home very horny. I decided to give him a treat and frankly to treat myself to a night of his beautiful hard cock.
On the morning he was flying home, I texted him early in the morning with a photo of my new pink pedicure (he loves my feet and toes) and my freshly waxed pussy (he loves that too.) The text I sent read "Please hurry home Baby. I have been a very, very bad girl and need you to punish me and throat fuck me like the nasty whore I am. Love you, have a nice day. See you soon!"
His reply was, "Catching an earlier flight, will be home by 3pm."
I readied the house for John's homecoming and by 2 pm I was wrapping up the final details. After a shower, I slipped in to a pink babydoll nightie with thong panties and pink, 5 inch, high heel sandals. I added my pink rhinestone collar and leash, pink jeweled butt plug, and my pink leather wrist and ankle restraints.
When John walked in the door, I greeted him with a tall glass of his favorite bourbon, handed him the leash attached to my collar and dropped to my knees to unzip his pants. As his beautiful 8 inch cock cleared his pants, I could see he was wearing a heavy silver cock ring and his cock was already starting to get hard. I immediately sucked it in deep between my bright red lips. I love his cock, love the taste and smell of my man and love feeling his cock grow in my mouth. He sipped his drink and just stood and watched as I worshiped his cock. I did my best to get him as hard as possible as quickly as I could and just as I was sure he was fully hard, he suddenly stepped back and roughly jerked my leash up. "Stand up you Whore," he said. I struggled to my feet with the collar tightening and just as I got back on my feet I felt the familiar but unexpected sting of his hand landing a sharp blow to my ass.
He led me to the kitchen counter where I had staged the items I knew he would want. He took a clip from the counter and forced my arms together behind my back and snapped the the clip in the rings of my wrist restraints, locking my arms behind my back. He knelt behind me and clipped my ankles together too. Next he forced me to bend forward placing my face on the kitchen counter. He took his favorite wide leather strap from the group of possible spanking tools I had staged and lifted my nightie to expose my ass. His favorite strap is a beautifully tooled black leather piece with a wooden handle which grips a 4 inch wide thick leather strap about 18 inches long. The weight of the strap makes for such a solid impact and the width is just perfect to build that amazing burning sting in just a few strokes.
The first stroke from the strap was always a surprise and I squealed a bit as the blow landed. John chastised me to take my punishment properly and the next ten strokes came in rapid succession increasing each time in intensity. My legs were already shaking but his assault continued for at least fifty more strokes on my ass. The burn was intense and his strokes were growing in intensity until each was causing my whole body to lurch forward. The warm wetness was dripping from my pussy with the pleasure of my beautiful husband abusing my round fat ass. Suddenly the assault ended and I stood unsteadily on my heels, face still on the kitchen counter, as I awaited his next move.
"Stand up, Whore," he commanded. As quickly as I raised up, he was dragging me toward the bedroom by my leash. My ankles were still clipped close together so I struggled to take tiny steps. He repeatedly spanked my ass with his bare hand to hurry me along. The bedroom was properly staged as well and he forced me roughly onto the bed face down. I felt him clipping a spreader bar between my ankles spreading my legs wide and after removing the snap between my wrists he ordered me onto my back. I rolled over obediently and he roughly d**g me to the edge of the bed. With my head hanging over the edge of the bed he attached each of my wrists to the ankle on that side. "You know what's coming don't you you Whore?" he said.
"Yes Sir," I replied. With my head hanging straight down over the side of our high bed my mouth was at the same level as his cock with him standing on the floor. I watched as my husband adjusted the fly of his suit pants to fully expose his perfect 8 inch cock and balls. His tie was still in place and his suit coat still on. Just a normal business man in a business suit, with his rock hard cock standing at attention through the fly. He stepped forward and began slapping my face with his hardness. "Please no," I said. "It's too big, Sir."
My comment got just the response I was hoping for and the entire 8 inches immediately disappeared down my throat. I felt his strong hands gripping around my throat as he held his cock balls-deep in my mouth. He held himself there in my throat and although I trust him with my life, after a minute or so without the ability to breath, even I begin to panic a bit. I began to struggle and he simply tightened the grip on my throat and and said. "Relax you fucking Whore, you breath when I let you breath." My head was spinning and I was seeing stars when he finally relented and pulled his cock out of my throat. I gasped and struggle to breath but the respite was short and John was immediately back into my throat.
Over the next thirty minutes I got exactly what I had wanted and my beautiful sexy husband throat fucked me and repeatedly verbally humiliated me. I love the feeling of his cock in my throat and the helplessness of being restrained and totally in his control. And I love watching as he nonchalantly sips his bourbon from time to time and then restarts the chore of gagging and choking his wife. He fucked my throat like he was fucking my pussy, his tight shaved balls bouncing off my face and every time I was sure he was ready to explode in orgasm, he would relent and just admire his work. I was repeatedly gagging and crying as he abused my throat but was in heaven with my husband using me like the whore I know I am. My saliva and tears were flowing constantly from my face and down over my forehead obscuring my vision and giving me the perfect humiliating experience I was looking for.
When he would take a break from fucking my mouth, he would suck my pink toes and finger my wet pussy but would never let me cum and just teased me to the verge again and again. "You really want me to let you cum don't you, you fucking Whore?" he asked repeatedly.
"Yes, Sir, I do, but a whore doesn't deserve to cum until you have Sir," I would reply.
"That's right. You are a good little Whore," he said. Again he took his position standing over my face and the assault on my helpless throat continued for at least another 30 minutes. My throat had already gone from sore to totally numb from the pounding of his cock head and I had completely entered a trance. No longer really able to respond, I was just his fuck toy.
Suddenly his cock cleared my throat and for the next few seconds I tried to blink and clear the tears and saliva from my eyes. I was just starting to see shapes when I started being roughly d**g across the bed. John pulled me to the edge of the bed and forced my feet toward my head with my ankles still spread and wrists still restrained to my ankles. I shuttered violently as I felt something touching my pussy. "Don't you dare cum yet, Whore." John barked. I did my best to prevent my orgasm but I was not sure that was possible. I felt my wet pussy spreading and at first thought it was John's cock. But the spread continued, and continued and I realized it had to be a dildo. I would see later that the huge black dong was a full foot long from head to balls and was two and a half inches across. That is very close to absolute maximum size I can take, but John masterfully inserted its full length into my wet pussy all the while preventing me from orgasming too. "Nice job Whore. You have the whole thing inside. But that little pink butt plug looks much too small. Maybe my cock should be there instead."
"Yes, Sir, please. Please fuck my ass." I begged. He did not have to be asked twice and I felt the plug pop out and then felt his cock press against my ass. With two rough strokes he was fulling inside my ass and stretched even wider with the DP from the dildo and his cock. He stroked a few times into my ass and then began to stroke both his cock and the dildo together. That was more than my horniness could endure and I exploded in orgasm.
"You fucking Whore, I told you not to cum," his pace increased and he was now pounding my ass like he had been pounding my throat for the last hour. He was stroking his full eight inches out of my ass, pulling the dildo that far too and then driving both back inside me, jarring my whole body with every stroke. I did not know how it was possible he was still going without cumming, but all I could think about was how good it felt to be used by my husband. Suddenly he stopped and pulled out of my ass. I was finally getting my senses back about me and had cleared my eyes enough to watch him now. This is when I got a view of the huge dildo as he pulled it from my pussy. He showed it to me and then I felt it touching my ass.
"Oh, no, Sir, Please, it won't fit," I whispered hoarsely through my abused throat.
"Shut up you Whore, this is what you get for cumming before I did. You are going to take it and you are going to take it all," he chastised me. I have had a real cock this size in my ass before, but it had been a long, long time and I was not sure it was possible anymore. But I knew it was all going inside me. The pain as it initially stretched my ass was intense, but delicious. I had seen that the dildo was wet from my pussy, but also saw that my husband was mercifully adding lube too. The head stretched me to my breaking point before it finally popped inside. He waited for a few seconds and then fulfilled his promise and the full length of the huge black dildo disappeared in my ass. For the next twenty minutes he fucked my ass with the huge toy. Then he started alternating it from my dipping cunt to my gaping ass. With just ten or so strokes in my pussy, each time the dildo entered I was on the verge of another orgasm. It would subside slightly when he would violate my ass with it, but again would grow when he returned to my pussy. With the dildo held deep inside my pussy he stopped stroking it. I felt my arm moving and realized he was releasing my right wrist from my ankle. He moved my hand to the balls of the huge dildo and said "Fuck your cunt with this big black cock, you Bitch."
He did not have to tell me twice and I started stroking the huge heavy dildo into my pussy. He moved to my face and roughly forced his cock into my mouth. I tasted his precum and my ass as the his cockhead crossed my tongue and again it found my throat. He held my head tightly as he fucked my face. As best as I could under the assault of his cock in my mouth, I stroked the dildo in to my stretched pussy. His speed and intensity told me that he was going to cum soon and I worked hard to reach another orgasm too. "Cum on that BBC you Cunt. When you cum I am filling your mouth with my cum," he snapped at me. "Don't you fucking make me wait to cum, you selfish Whore."
He could tell I was close and I was quivering on the verge when I felt his fingers touch my clit. That was all it took and I shuttered and bucked with a huge, deep, violent orgasm. As promised, I felt the familiar spasm of his body too and then the warm shower of cum in my mouth. I don't know if it was the angle of his throat fucking, or the volume of his cum or both but I was not able to keep up with all of the cum and gagged and had to turn my head to recover. The thick white fountain continued over my face until his balls were finally drained. I was trying to clear my cum covered eyes by blinking when I felt John's tongue on my face. He always cleans up his cum and I guess even when I am his Whore that will never change.
The game was over and John was back to his usual tender self. My husband still fully dressed in his suit, gently cleaned my face with his kisses and then we shared a long slow deep passionate cum kiss. He released my restraints and slowly removed the huge dildo from my pussy. He held it up so I could see it and he slowly licked all of my juices from it. Next his soft healing kisses fell on my abused pussy and ass and he gently worshiped snd soothed my battered areas. Back to his gentle loving self, John helped me to the shower and tenderly, romantically cleaned and worshipped my exhausted body. He lovingly dried my hair and helped me into my favorite nightie and back into bed. Minutes later he returned with hot tea to soothe my abused throat.
We spent the rest of the evening and most of the weekend, snuggling together in bed a making slow tender romantic love.
On the morning he was flying home, I texted him early in the morning with a photo of my new pink pedicure (he loves my feet and toes) and my freshly waxed pussy (he loves that too.) The text I sent read "Please hurry home Baby. I have been a very, very bad girl and need you to punish me and throat fuck me like the nasty whore I am. Love you, have a nice day. See you soon!"
His reply was, "Catching an earlier flight, will be home by 3pm."
I readied the house for John's homecoming and by 2 pm I was wrapping up the final details. After a shower, I slipped in to a pink babydoll nightie with thong panties and pink, 5 inch, high heel sandals. I added my pink rhinestone collar and leash, pink jeweled butt plug, and my pink leather wrist and ankle restraints.
When John walked in the door, I greeted him with a tall glass of his favorite bourbon, handed him the leash attached to my collar and dropped to my knees to unzip his pants. As his beautiful 8 inch cock cleared his pants, I could see he was wearing a heavy silver cock ring and his cock was already starting to get hard. I immediately sucked it in deep between my bright red lips. I love his cock, love the taste and smell of my man and love feeling his cock grow in my mouth. He sipped his drink and just stood and watched as I worshiped his cock. I did my best to get him as hard as possible as quickly as I could and just as I was sure he was fully hard, he suddenly stepped back and roughly jerked my leash up. "Stand up you Whore," he said. I struggled to my feet with the collar tightening and just as I got back on my feet I felt the familiar but unexpected sting of his hand landing a sharp blow to my ass.
He led me to the kitchen counter where I had staged the items I knew he would want. He took a clip from the counter and forced my arms together behind my back and snapped the the clip in the rings of my wrist restraints, locking my arms behind my back. He knelt behind me and clipped my ankles together too. Next he forced me to bend forward placing my face on the kitchen counter. He took his favorite wide leather strap from the group of possible spanking tools I had staged and lifted my nightie to expose my ass. His favorite strap is a beautifully tooled black leather piece with a wooden handle which grips a 4 inch wide thick leather strap about 18 inches long. The weight of the strap makes for such a solid impact and the width is just perfect to build that amazing burning sting in just a few strokes.
The first stroke from the strap was always a surprise and I squealed a bit as the blow landed. John chastised me to take my punishment properly and the next ten strokes came in rapid succession increasing each time in intensity. My legs were already shaking but his assault continued for at least fifty more strokes on my ass. The burn was intense and his strokes were growing in intensity until each was causing my whole body to lurch forward. The warm wetness was dripping from my pussy with the pleasure of my beautiful husband abusing my round fat ass. Suddenly the assault ended and I stood unsteadily on my heels, face still on the kitchen counter, as I awaited his next move.
"Stand up, Whore," he commanded. As quickly as I raised up, he was dragging me toward the bedroom by my leash. My ankles were still clipped close together so I struggled to take tiny steps. He repeatedly spanked my ass with his bare hand to hurry me along. The bedroom was properly staged as well and he forced me roughly onto the bed face down. I felt him clipping a spreader bar between my ankles spreading my legs wide and after removing the snap between my wrists he ordered me onto my back. I rolled over obediently and he roughly d**g me to the edge of the bed. With my head hanging over the edge of the bed he attached each of my wrists to the ankle on that side. "You know what's coming don't you you Whore?" he said.
"Yes Sir," I replied. With my head hanging straight down over the side of our high bed my mouth was at the same level as his cock with him standing on the floor. I watched as my husband adjusted the fly of his suit pants to fully expose his perfect 8 inch cock and balls. His tie was still in place and his suit coat still on. Just a normal business man in a business suit, with his rock hard cock standing at attention through the fly. He stepped forward and began slapping my face with his hardness. "Please no," I said. "It's too big, Sir."
My comment got just the response I was hoping for and the entire 8 inches immediately disappeared down my throat. I felt his strong hands gripping around my throat as he held his cock balls-deep in my mouth. He held himself there in my throat and although I trust him with my life, after a minute or so without the ability to breath, even I begin to panic a bit. I began to struggle and he simply tightened the grip on my throat and and said. "Relax you fucking Whore, you breath when I let you breath." My head was spinning and I was seeing stars when he finally relented and pulled his cock out of my throat. I gasped and struggle to breath but the respite was short and John was immediately back into my throat.
Over the next thirty minutes I got exactly what I had wanted and my beautiful sexy husband throat fucked me and repeatedly verbally humiliated me. I love the feeling of his cock in my throat and the helplessness of being restrained and totally in his control. And I love watching as he nonchalantly sips his bourbon from time to time and then restarts the chore of gagging and choking his wife. He fucked my throat like he was fucking my pussy, his tight shaved balls bouncing off my face and every time I was sure he was ready to explode in orgasm, he would relent and just admire his work. I was repeatedly gagging and crying as he abused my throat but was in heaven with my husband using me like the whore I know I am. My saliva and tears were flowing constantly from my face and down over my forehead obscuring my vision and giving me the perfect humiliating experience I was looking for.
When he would take a break from fucking my mouth, he would suck my pink toes and finger my wet pussy but would never let me cum and just teased me to the verge again and again. "You really want me to let you cum don't you, you fucking Whore?" he asked repeatedly.
"Yes, Sir, I do, but a whore doesn't deserve to cum until you have Sir," I would reply.
"That's right. You are a good little Whore," he said. Again he took his position standing over my face and the assault on my helpless throat continued for at least another 30 minutes. My throat had already gone from sore to totally numb from the pounding of his cock head and I had completely entered a trance. No longer really able to respond, I was just his fuck toy.
Suddenly his cock cleared my throat and for the next few seconds I tried to blink and clear the tears and saliva from my eyes. I was just starting to see shapes when I started being roughly d**g across the bed. John pulled me to the edge of the bed and forced my feet toward my head with my ankles still spread and wrists still restrained to my ankles. I shuttered violently as I felt something touching my pussy. "Don't you dare cum yet, Whore." John barked. I did my best to prevent my orgasm but I was not sure that was possible. I felt my wet pussy spreading and at first thought it was John's cock. But the spread continued, and continued and I realized it had to be a dildo. I would see later that the huge black dong was a full foot long from head to balls and was two and a half inches across. That is very close to absolute maximum size I can take, but John masterfully inserted its full length into my wet pussy all the while preventing me from orgasming too. "Nice job Whore. You have the whole thing inside. But that little pink butt plug looks much too small. Maybe my cock should be there instead."
"Yes, Sir, please. Please fuck my ass." I begged. He did not have to be asked twice and I felt the plug pop out and then felt his cock press against my ass. With two rough strokes he was fulling inside my ass and stretched even wider with the DP from the dildo and his cock. He stroked a few times into my ass and then began to stroke both his cock and the dildo together. That was more than my horniness could endure and I exploded in orgasm.
"You fucking Whore, I told you not to cum," his pace increased and he was now pounding my ass like he had been pounding my throat for the last hour. He was stroking his full eight inches out of my ass, pulling the dildo that far too and then driving both back inside me, jarring my whole body with every stroke. I did not know how it was possible he was still going without cumming, but all I could think about was how good it felt to be used by my husband. Suddenly he stopped and pulled out of my ass. I was finally getting my senses back about me and had cleared my eyes enough to watch him now. This is when I got a view of the huge dildo as he pulled it from my pussy. He showed it to me and then I felt it touching my ass.
"Oh, no, Sir, Please, it won't fit," I whispered hoarsely through my abused throat.
"Shut up you Whore, this is what you get for cumming before I did. You are going to take it and you are going to take it all," he chastised me. I have had a real cock this size in my ass before, but it had been a long, long time and I was not sure it was possible anymore. But I knew it was all going inside me. The pain as it initially stretched my ass was intense, but delicious. I had seen that the dildo was wet from my pussy, but also saw that my husband was mercifully adding lube too. The head stretched me to my breaking point before it finally popped inside. He waited for a few seconds and then fulfilled his promise and the full length of the huge black dildo disappeared in my ass. For the next twenty minutes he fucked my ass with the huge toy. Then he started alternating it from my dipping cunt to my gaping ass. With just ten or so strokes in my pussy, each time the dildo entered I was on the verge of another orgasm. It would subside slightly when he would violate my ass with it, but again would grow when he returned to my pussy. With the dildo held deep inside my pussy he stopped stroking it. I felt my arm moving and realized he was releasing my right wrist from my ankle. He moved my hand to the balls of the huge dildo and said "Fuck your cunt with this big black cock, you Bitch."
He did not have to tell me twice and I started stroking the huge heavy dildo into my pussy. He moved to my face and roughly forced his cock into my mouth. I tasted his precum and my ass as the his cockhead crossed my tongue and again it found my throat. He held my head tightly as he fucked my face. As best as I could under the assault of his cock in my mouth, I stroked the dildo in to my stretched pussy. His speed and intensity told me that he was going to cum soon and I worked hard to reach another orgasm too. "Cum on that BBC you Cunt. When you cum I am filling your mouth with my cum," he snapped at me. "Don't you fucking make me wait to cum, you selfish Whore."
He could tell I was close and I was quivering on the verge when I felt his fingers touch my clit. That was all it took and I shuttered and bucked with a huge, deep, violent orgasm. As promised, I felt the familiar spasm of his body too and then the warm shower of cum in my mouth. I don't know if it was the angle of his throat fucking, or the volume of his cum or both but I was not able to keep up with all of the cum and gagged and had to turn my head to recover. The thick white fountain continued over my face until his balls were finally drained. I was trying to clear my cum covered eyes by blinking when I felt John's tongue on my face. He always cleans up his cum and I guess even when I am his Whore that will never change.
The game was over and John was back to his usual tender self. My husband still fully dressed in his suit, gently cleaned my face with his kisses and then we shared a long slow deep passionate cum kiss. He released my restraints and slowly removed the huge dildo from my pussy. He held it up so I could see it and he slowly licked all of my juices from it. Next his soft healing kisses fell on my abused pussy and ass and he gently worshiped snd soothed my battered areas. Back to his gentle loving self, John helped me to the shower and tenderly, romantically cleaned and worshipped my exhausted body. He lovingly dried my hair and helped me into my favorite nightie and back into bed. Minutes later he returned with hot tea to soothe my abused throat.
We spent the rest of the evening and most of the weekend, snuggling together in bed a making slow tender romantic love.
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