2 comments/ 49651 views/ 12 favorites The Forced Wager Ch. 01 By: WriteOnward45 She is tall, about 5'8", with a slender and well toned body, earned from her devout and daily practice of yoga. She has very long and shapely legs. Her legs were the first thing I noticed about her, the day we first met. Although bordering on being thin, she still has pleasingly curved hips that widen just enough below her thin waist to give her an attractive shape. Her ass is round and firm with well toned cheeks. She is slightly small breasted, but she has more than enough, and her breasts are upright and very nicely shaped. She wears her straight dark brown hair shoulder length and parted in the middle with bangs. Her face is pretty, especially when she makes an extra effort to use makeup to her advantage. Her eyes are hazel green and in the right light, her eyes look very green and quite striking. At age 37, she is a very fine looking woman. And I am the man lucky enough to call her my wife. Although my lovely wife and I have enjoyed a very frequent and satisfying love life, recently I began to feel like it was time to try something different to spice things up. While our sex was still very good, after ten years of marriage it was all beginning to seem a little too familiar to me, and not quite as exciting as it was earlier in our relationship. One Friday evening after we both got home from work, I suggested that we play cards; some Texas Hold 'em... I must have had a little bit of a gleam in my eye, because she smiled slyly back at me and said, "So what are we playing for? Our clothing?" I answered that while that was a very appealing idea, the stakes weren't high enough. No, what I wanted, was to play a match in which the winner takes all and the loser has to do something very special for the winner, something specific that we bet on in advance of the match. In poker, it's called a forced wager. And then I asked her that if she were the winner, what would she want me to do for her, more than anything else that she could think of? She looked very intrigued by the proposition, gave it some thought and then gave her answer. "If I win, I want you to do all the house cleaning and the laundry on a list of chores I give you for a week, and you have to cook me supper every night for a week." she said, smiling deviously. She caught me off guard, because this wasn't the answer I expected, which I thought would have more to do with what she wanted me to do for her sexually. I should have known better, and I shouldn't have made the mistake of expecting her to think like a man. I also should have known that she would anticipate my very male way of thinking, and as a woman she would be delighted by the chance to cross me up. The expression on her face was now mischievously smug and she was clearly quite happy with her comeback to derail my plans. So I took a deep breath, and replied, "Now those are high stakes. But... you're on. As long as you agree right now to what I want from you, if I win." She rolled her eyes and said "And I'll bet it has nothing to do with cleaning or cooking, because you already get that from me." "No fair!" I shot back. "You know I do a lot of that stuff for you. I help you a lot!" She stared back at me coolly and replied, "But you still don't do as much of it as I do, do you... My bet is for you to do it all for one full week, and that means everything on my list that I'd normally do, including the seven dinners you cook for me too". I inhaled deeply again and staring directly into her eyes, I answered "Like I said, you're on! Everything just like you said, you will get, IF you win. But now it's time for you to accept my bet, which is that if I win, you are my sex slave for the weekend, and you must do anything I want from you... with only one reservation. You get only two chances to refuse, if I want something from you that is just too much for you. But... only two chances, and used only those two times for whatever it is that you can't stand, which I can no longer ask you to do after that. But once you use those two chances, you can't refuse anything else I want after that, for the rest of the weekend." She looked back at me with her eyes a little spooked, and said, "What you want is pretty high stakes too. How do I know you won't come up with more than two things I can't stand? Maybe I really need several chances to refuse, for me to be OK with this." "Nope." I was quick to answer, "Two is all you get. We've been having sex for over 10 years now. By now I'd hope that you trust me enough to know that I'm not going to become the Marquis Du Sade and do terrible things to you. I'd hope by now that you know I love you too much, to ever want to do things that I know you'll hate. No, I'm actually hoping you'll enjoy being my love slave for the weekend." She smiled sarcastically, and said "Before, you described it as me being your sex slave. Now you're calling it being your love slave... You've always been the guy who looks for better words to call the same thing, if someone doesn't like what you're talking about." "Well if you don't like it, then we can just forget about the whole thing." I answered, my irritation rising as I became annoyed that this was becoming a struggle instead of something fun that we could both enjoy. She was quick to notice my irritation, so she changed her direction. "No, I didn't say that. I'm just feeling like it's a big step for me to give up almost all my control of what happens to me sexually. But I didn't say I don't want to do it, because now I'm saying that you're on for the bet, and don't be so certain that you're going to win." Her eyes suddenly looked playfully mischievous as she added, "If I were you, I'd start getting my cleaning supplies ready now! We'll just see about who's really gonna be the slave around here!" I tried to not let my face look too devilishly pleased and excited as I went to get the cards. After all, we were about to play some high stakes poker! I've always been very good at keeping a poker face and leaving no hint as to what I'm really feeling when playing cards. And I've won before with some skillfully played bluffs. She's not as good at keeping her face emotionless as she looks at her hand and she's not that good with bluffs either. But the better poker player can still lose if the luck of the game really turns against him and he can't buy a good hand to save his life. But this night, there was enough luck in the cards for me and though she played a very good match, she didn't play well enough to win... She was busted, and now she was mine. But my strategy didn't end with the cards... To begin as my love/sex slave, I would start by telling her to do things that weren't that shocking; just unexpected... and enough to cause within her a curiosity and building anticipation for what she didn't know might be coming next. The strategy was to start out with things she could accept and enjoy, and get her to like this game. Then, as she got increasingly aroused with passionate excitement, I'd begin to ask her to do things increasingly more shocking to her sensibilities, but not so much that she'd recoil away from it. We started with her standing in the bedroom while I lay stretched out on the bed, and asked her to slowly remove one article of clothing, until all my requests left her standing in front of me stark naked. It was obvious that she was already feeling aroused, with her pink nipples erect in the warm room, centered and pointing slightly up from her nicely shaped and very sexy breasts. As she felt my eyes visually caressing her nakedness, her eyes were now smoldering with a look of hot desire and a longing for something more... My eyes traveled up and down her nude body, staring intently at all of her fully exposed nakedness, and as I asked her to turn very slowly around in a circle, my eyes lingered on those places that excited me the most. Her ass curved attractively outward from her narrow waist in a very sexy shape, and her cheeks were round, firm, well toned and tight. Even fully clothed, it turned me on to look at the shape of her ass. But staring at her hot ass naked always started to make me hot and hard, and now was no exception. When she turned to face me, my gaze traveled downward as I admired her dark brown triangle of pubic hair, that didn't quite conceal her pouting pussy lips below. She kept her bush neatly trimmed on the borders, but still long enough to be soft and very sexy to my touch. Then came the unexpected. I stood up... and asked her to get dressed again. She looked quite surprised and asked me why I'd want her to put her clothes back on. There was even just a slight hint of frustration in her voice, as it was clear that she had expected something far more exciting than being told to get dressed again. I smiled with pleasure and told her that soon all would be revealed, silently enjoying my play on words. But she was quick to pick up on it, and sarcastically replied, "Well I guess that all will have to be revealed again!" It was all I could do to not burst out laughing, but I didn't want to ruin the mood I was trying to create... I wanted her to get dressed, but not in the same clothes. Instead, I asked her to put on my favorite matching pair of her black bikini panties and black lace bra. Then the black translucent stockings and matching black laced garter belt. I was having her do a striptease for me in reverse. Next were the black 4" high stilettos for her feet, which lifted up and showed off her full and very pleasingly curved ass, and her long shapely and slender legs. She was starting to look very hot and I was beginning to get quite turned on as I watched her. She knew it, and her eyes were sultry with desire again. I had her put on my favorite dress that I bought for her... deep blue and tight around her well shaped cheeks, but not too tight... just enough to show her off to any appreciative eye, including my own. Yes, that dress subtly emphasized the hot sexiness of her very alluring ass. On the edge of provocative, but not without class. I asked her to spend extra time putting on her make up to bring out the true beauty of her hazel-green eyes, and the finely soft contours of her very attractive face. Then my favorite perfume, the one with the scent of wildflowers that she wears when we go out. I told her how beautiful she is, just how strikingly beautiful she really is... and how badly I wanted her, but not quite yet. She asked me if we were going out. I said "Yes, we are going out. We'll go out to our favorite restaurant. But... with one condition. You must remove your panties right now, and go out without wearing any panties under your dress. I want you naked and exposed down there. It will be our little secret." I told her, my voice getting husky and deeper as my lust and arousal increased. She paused briefly, with a hint of uncertainty in her eyes, but it quickly vanished as she reached down to pull up her dress, unsnap the garter belt and then pull her panties down and off. As she tossed her panties aside, we hugged tightly and kissed long and deeply. I could feel from the passionate urgency of her kiss, that she was beginning to get hot and excited by playing this game with me. As we drove to the restaurant, my right hand slid my fingers under her dress, slowly and sensuously stroking higher up the inside of her thigh, but then stopped and traveled no higher. I wanted my fingers there as a reminder of the moist nakedness between her legs, and to tease her with anticipation, as she waited for me to move my hand all the way up to her sex. No, I thought silently, not yet... Soon we were in the crowded restaurant and seated. Her face was a portrait of mixed emotions, caused by a relentless awareness of the nakedness between her legs in this crowded room, amongst so many strange men and women in public. She looked nervous and slightly embarrassed, but then her eyes would change to a look of heightened awareness and excitement, with a hot blush on her cheeks that wasn't from her makeup, while the redness forming on her neck hinted at her increasing sexual arousal. But as she felt her rising sexual heat here in such a very public place, the nervousness and embarrassment would return. Followed again by even more arousal as she felt herself getting wet... And so her battle of conflicting emotions continued. The waiter showed up, and she faked a relaxed and pretty smile as he took her order. But as soon as he left, I shifted closer to her side and leaned in close to her neck as I whispered in her ear... In a whisper audible only to her, I breathed into her ear that I was going to run my hand up under her dress, all the way up the inside of her thigh and then caress and massage her hot and moist pussy. Her eyes widened as she heard, and I held my breath, expecting her to use her first chance of refusal to stop what I now intended. But after a long pause, her eyes closed as she whispered back, "Do it." My own crotch was feverish with heat and hardness under the table as I stroked and massaged her there. I played my fingers gently and slowly around her clit and ran my finger tips up and down the wet slipperiness of her swollen inner lips, pushing between them, but not yet penetrating. As her breathing became more rapid, she struggled mightily to calm the overheated look on her face and to not cry out loud. She tried to control the urge to twist and squirm her hips and thighs as she became more and more consumed with the fire now raging between her legs. She could not stop an involuntary visible shudder that shook through the length of her body. She prayed no one saw, as she struggled to maintain her composure. She looked at me desperately and in an urgent and apprehensive voice, she spoke as quietly as she could, telling me that "Chris, I don't think I can hang on much longer. If you don't stop, I'm gonna cum in front of all these people! Everyone will know!" I stopped the movement of my hand, but held it in place, then turned and whispered "Do you want to stop me with your first chance of refusal?" Her face was strained with powerfully conflicting emotions as she choked back "No!" "No, but please don't make me cum in front of all these people! I'm getting too close Chris! I won't be able to hold it back!" I saw the fear and intense urgency burning in her eyes, so I slid my now wet and slippery hand down the inside of her thigh and out from under her dress. She slumped her shoulders down on the back of the booth and heaved an audible sigh of relief, looking like she didn't care if anyone noticed... She didn't care because she knew they wouldn't be witnessing the peak of the terrible and wonderful thing that almost happened to her. She looked at me with her eyes brimming with gratitude and mouthed quietly "Thank you." 'Score one for trust...' I thought silently. She was happily giddy for the rest of the meal, laughing and joking about the various men in the restaurant and how they'd feel if they knew what was really going on and what almost just happened so close by to them. I answered back that I thought "The men here would be very shocked if they knew, and then after getting over the initial shock, some might disapprove, but most of them would be jealous, because almost all of them would secretly wish that they were the man taking you home tonight." She looked pleased as she giggled at what I said. And then I added "Of course their wives would all absolutely hate you, if they knew." "And that's because they'd be the ones who are really jealous!" she playfully replied. They'd hate knowing what they're missing, and really hate knowing how much their husbands would want me!" I knew she was having fun and feeling really good about herself, after what even I had to admit was a pretty outrageous thing to do, but still an amazing and unforgettable experience for both of us. Even if she hadn't begged me to stop, I already had planned to stop if she reached the point where she might orgasm in front of the entire restaurant. That would have been going way too far and she'd end up feeling really humiliated and hating me for it. But no, this experience had gone perfectly, and just the way I had hoped for. In spite of the flood of intensely powerful and even frightening range of mixed emotions she had gone through, she came out of it exhilarated and happy. And I showed her that she could trust me to know when to stop. After we left the restaurant and were walking towards the car, she looked around to see if other people were close by, and seeing they weren't, she turned to me and exclaimed, "Oh My Gawd!!! I still feel sooo naked under this dress! Naked and still kinda hot..." she added, looking at me with suddenly seductive eyes. "So what do you do for an encore after that one, huh Captain?" she asked, playfully teasing me with a sarcastic but sexy tone of voice. "You'll find out soon enough." I answered with a sly smile. "Get in the car, because I'm taking you for a ride!" She responded with a playful shriek and couldn't get in her seat fast enough. The whole way there, I had my hand up her dress, massaging and manipulating her sex with all the magic I possessed, to make her crazy with burning sexual heat. It was challenging to do while driving, but I still managed to get two fingers encircling and then stroking her clit, gently at first, but as she grew more aroused, I stroked faster and with more pressure. She was moaning and crying out, and as her moans and cries became louder and more frequent, I knew she was close... Suddenly she came so hard that she wrenched her hips high and hard upwards while screaming out loud, then collapsing back down into the seat, still quivering, whimpering and shaking. And we hadn't even arrived at the place I wanted to take her for the main event! But we were there soon enough. I pulled into the large and empty parking lot of a college athletic field, where a couple nights ago I had noticed that in the very back, a few of the lot lights were out, making it dark enough for it to be hard to see a car there from the main road. Just as I did back when I was 17 years old, I looked around for cops and other cars that might have other people and potential trouble in them. Seemed like we were all alone. She looked at me and laughed! "You mean we're gonna make out here like a couple of kids? That's the next big thing?" She laughed even more. But she grew quickly quiet when she saw me get out of the car and come around to open her door, dangling a pair of handcuffs... She watched me with eyes now wider as I pulled her door open wide and pushed in on top of her. She gasped in shock when I roughly grabbed her with my arms around her upper body, twisting and turning her over so that now her back was facing me. I quickly unzipped the back of her dress and pulled down the front to expose her black lace bra. She gasped again when I grabbed both her wrists, pulled them up and quickly handcuffed them to the steel supports of the headrest on her seat, and then lowered the seat back so she was positioned for what I wanted to do to her. I pushed a button, moving the seat back as far as it would go, to give me a little more room to move. I grabbed her waist and pulled her up with her knees pushed forward on the seat, so now her hotly sexy ass was raised up in front of me, but still covered by her dress. But it was dark in the car and I wanted to see her... As my overheated lust took control of my mind, I no longer cared about staying hidden in the dark, and I turned on the roof lights. She was now fully exposed in the light, and my view of her was worth the risk! Kneeling close behind her, I dropped my pants and boxers, exposing my big throbbing and hard cock, as it spasmed up and down a couple times from contractions in my groin, and pointed directly at the center of her ass. I could feel her trembling on the seat, and briefly wondered if I had scared her enough that she was about to use a chance for refusal. But she remained silent except for her hard and rapid breathing. The Forced Wager Ch. 01 I suddenly yanked her dress up to her waist, and exposed her round and firm naked ass. Then my hands pulled her thighs and knees wider apart. Exposed by the roof lights, her curved and wildly sexy ass was naked and in full view. I felt my groin churning inside as I stared at her exposed pussy lips from behind, just beneath the center of her parted ass cheeks. I leaned forward and let her feel the hot hardness of my cock as I pushed its length against the warm quivering and vulnerable skin of her ass. She gasped out loud again, and briefly struggled with the handcuffs on her wrists, as they held her in her helpless position. I knew what was racing through her mind... she was fearfully wondering which entrance I was about to thrust my way into, since in her position, both were now easily available to me. I let her continue to wonder, as I unsnapped the back of her black lace bra and then pulled the cups upward so I could grope and stroke her now naked and hanging breasts. She continued to tremble as I massaged her breasts up and around in circles with both hands, and then my fingers found her nipples and rolled them around between my finger tips, lightly twisting them and causing her to moan. I was crazed and wild with lust for her, as I stared at her hotly naked ass raised up with her thighs spread wide open from behind. My groin was on fire and my cock spasmed up and down a couple times again as my mind feverishly considered what I could do with her. I briefly considered anal, because we had never done it together, and now here was the chance to just go for it! I had thought ahead and brought lube just in case. I thought about starting to smear lube around and in that forbidden entrance, and then pushing an index finger inside. But I also thought about the fact that I knew she was scared of anal, afraid it was gonna really hurt, and how if she thought that was what I was gonna do, she'd use a refusal to stop me for sure. And that would just spoil our progress from earlier tonight and make her afraid of what I might try to do to her next, if she had to use one of her only two refusals now. So I reached my hand underneath her, with fingers probing in between her cheeks and rubbing her pussy, then sliding my fingers back and forth between her still wet lips. She began to moan as I gently pushed a finger inside her pussy. I could tell she got the message of where I was going, because I could feel some of the tenseness in her body begin to relax. But I was still as hot as molten steel, and my wild excitement hit me hard as I pressed the swollen head of my cock into her lips and rubbed it up and down their hot and slippery wetness. She gasped out loud again, but this time there was no doubt about all the lust now rushing through her as she made the rising sounds of her own mounting and feverish passion. The head of my cock soon found the source of all her dripping wetness and slowly pushed inside, gently at first... but then a little harder and deeper, since she was so wet and well lubricated that I could just glide my cock smoothly inside her. This time we both gasped out loud together, as I felt the indescribable pleasure of how wet and very warm her pussy was inside, with her hot inner flesh wrapped around my cock as I pushed all the way inside, as deeply as I could go. She gasped, because my cock felt incredibly hot, thick and big, as my shaft pushed her opening wide and plunged deep inside her, overwhelming her senses with intense pleasure. We both savored this amazing instant of the shared pleasure of penetration, pausing briefly to take all that sensation in, and then I began to thrust my cock hard and deep into her. After the experience in the restaurant, and what I did to her on the ride over, we were both on fire with pent up lust and urgent need for an even greater release. I started with long and slow strokes into her, but soon my pace increased, harder and faster with each lightning thrust! I pumped her pussy from behind like a rapid fire piston rod driving hard and deep into her, thrusting in and out of her dripping cunt with all the strength of my body channeled into my cock! I was fucking her like she was the last lover I would ever know, on the very last night of my life! She soon began to lose control as I continued to slam into her, moaning and crying loudly and repeatedly with every thrust, as her own fiery passion burned into an inferno of oncoming orgasmic frenzy. Then she went wild and completely out of control, screaming as her orgasmic tidal wave engulfed and overwhelmed her with the intense pleasure of uncontrollable ecstasy. The orgasmic shock wave rushed through her again and she screamed even louder as from deep within her, multiple contractions exploded into bursts of pleasure so intense that it was almost too much for her to take without going stark raving crazy! The wild intensity of her orgasms drove me over the edge as my groin erupted into my own powerful contractions, each one forcefully pumping hot and thick cum out of my cock and spurting it all over the inside of her contracting inner walls, as it flowed hot and deep within her. As I came, I growled like a raging wild animal crazed by the eruption that had taken over all my senses in a daze of all consuming pleasure. I raged and growled again with each hot spurt of cum that shot out of the head of my cock and into her, as I was lost in the overpowering ecstasy of my climax. Soon we both collapsed down on the seat with me on top of her as she still cried and whimpered from the aftershocks of all she had experienced. We were soon both silent because we were both rendered speechless. But as my mind slowly returned, I found the key to release her wrists from the handcuffs. She turned and looked at me with dazed eyes, and murmured "That was fucking beyond amazing!" But it was only Friday night and just the beginning of our love slave weekend. Now I was the one to ask myself 'How are we going to top this?' But I was sure I'd find a way... The Forced Wager Ch. 02 I decided to give her the rest of the night off from being my love and sex slave, because it was late and I figured we'd both be more into it after a night of rest and then coffee in the morning. But I still gave her some instructions for when she woke up. I told her to try and wake up before me, and to strip naked. If I was still asleep, I told her to pull my cock out of my boxers, take my cock head into her mouth, and suck me. She knew just how to drive me wild with a blow job, wrapping her lips around the head of my cock and sucking me up and down repeatedly while alternating with using her mouth to suck and lick the length of my shaft, as her fingers caressed and played with my balls. I told her I wanted her to give me her best blow job ever and put everything she had into sucking me off and making me come really hard. I was already starting to get hard as I thought about the way she would use her tongue on me, flicking the tip of her tongue rapidly just below and underneath the tip of my cock, where very sensitive nerves group together and cause shockingly intense pleasure when a woman uses her tongue the right way on that spot. She knew how to do it just the way I wanted it, and she was very good at it. She seemed to like giving me blow jobs and she took pride in how well she could really get me off. But there was one unbreakable rule she had for sucking my cock, and it was that I was never to cum in her mouth, because she hated the taste of semen. This was easy for me to understand, so when I got really close to coming, I'd motion her head off of me and let her finish me with her hands, which felt just as good. As she switched from her mouth to her hands, she'd move to the side so she was out of the line of fire. Again, I did my best to respect her feelings about not wanting my cum shot all over her. But it was this detail that I wanted to change... this time, as I got closer to coming, I wanted to move over and sit up on the edge of the bed, while she got down on her knees in front of me and continued to suck me off until I was on the brink and ready for her hands to finish me off. But... with her down on her knees in front of me, I wanted to do something we'd never done before, and I was really hoping she wouldn't refuse. As her hands stroked me to a climax, I wanted to cum all over her breasts. Not her face, which I knew she'd never go for, but I really wanted to cum all over her naked breasts and pink nipples, and then watch her hands spread and rub my cum all over her breasts and rub it on her nipples. It made my dick get even harder just thinking about it. But as I expected, she wasn't too happy about this idea when I brought it up. She said it was gross and disgusting and she just didn't get why it would turn me on. I reminded her that I knew she'd seen enough porn flicks to know that there's almost always a "money shot" and yes, a lot of guys are very turned on by it. She shot back a reply that it was still gross and disgusting to her, and a lot of guys are filthy pigs, and she had hoped that I wasn't one of them. She was starting to make me angry with her for the way she so thoroughly trashed my idea and trashed me along with it. "Hey look!" I nearly shouted at her, my eyes burning with rapidly rising anger, "I don't need to hear all your fucking editorializing about this! Either put up or shut up! If you don't want to do it, then use a refusal! Do it the way we prearranged with the bet. Either use your first refusal or tell me you're going to do it! But I'm not gonna sit here and listen to all this crap from you! I'm getting pretty damn sick of all your high minded moralizing and your condemnation of me just because I asked you to do something that you don't like! And just because you don't like it, doesn't mean that the people who do like it, who are BOTH male and female by the way, it doesn't mean they are filthy and disgusting people, just for enjoying something that you don't like!" She was stunned by the ferocity of my outburst. Her eyes looked away and avoided the burning intensity of my angry gaze. She felt conflicted and confused; even a little scared. Agitated, I turned my back to her and paced to the other side of the room. "OK! I'll do it!" She finally blurted out! "But if you cum on my face, I'll never forgive you! And I hope you know I really mean it!" Whatever sexual excitement I was feeling earlier while thinking about cumming all over her tits, was now completely gone. She'd been such a complete and total buzz kill about it, that even though she agreed to do it, I wasn't sure I still wanted her to. Sex with her was always the best when she was really into what we were doing and getting off on it. Maybe this just wasn't worth it, if she was gonna just go through the motions and do nothing to hide her disgust while doing it. Not at all what I was hoping for when I was thinking about the thrill of acting out this fantasy with her. Finally I wheeled around and told her that if she couldn't at least do some acting, just enough acting to not make it so obvious how much she hated it, then it wasn't worth it to me, and we should just forget it. She began to feel emotional turmoil and increasing guilt as she realized how badly she had condemned my idea and really insulted me along with it. My angry reaction made her feel anxious and very unhappy, as she remembered how good she had felt with me only little more than an hour ago. Wishing that she had been much less severe with her reaction to what I asked her for, she tried to change direction as she walked up to me and gently placed her hand on my arm, as I turned towards her. Her face softened as she looked up at me, and said "Look, I guess I was kinda hard on you with what I said and how I acted about this." And then with just a hint of sparkle in her eyes, she said, "But I know how to make it up to you. If you want an actress, I'll be your actress... I'll be your porn star just this once, and I'll act convincingly enough that I promise you, you'll be able to get what you want from this. She looked at me with an unusual expression of seductive compassion. Her voice low and sexy, she said "I promise I'll make it really good for you Chris... I love you enough to do that for you." We embraced, and then deeply kissed. All those intense emotions heightened by anger and argument were suddenly transformed into hot sexual passion and desire. We kissed again even more deeply as our tongues both pushed past our lips and into our mouths, licking and intertwining together. I suddenly felt a rush of urgent need to have her, as I hugged her breasts tightly to my chest. She simultaneously felt that same need. We moved to the bedroom and quickly undressed each other, tossing our clothing wherever it landed, and once again we were joined together as a man and woman. It was wildly exciting and very passionate in its own way, yet different from the sexual adventures we'd had earlier. And when we were finally still, we both drifted off together into a deep and profoundly peaceful sleep. I didn't really think that I'd stay asleep when she put her hand inside my boxers; I was almost certain that I'd wake up as soon as she pulled my cock out of the opening in front. So I was shocked and delighted when I woke up with her warm wet mouth sucking and licking up and down on the head of my cock! She actually managed to do it! She woke me up with her head bobbing up and down on my cock as she was vigorously sucking me. Oh, what a way to wake up!!! She felt incredible as she sucked and licked the swollen head of my cock, and then used the tip of her tongue to rapidly stroke that super sensitive place just below and beneath the tip of the head. I was starting to feel pleasantly dazed from what she was doing to me. I asked for her best blow job ever, and it was clear that is just what she was going to give me! I had her pause, so I could sit up and yank my boxers down and off and then lay back down on my back. She was lying on her side curled up next to me on the bed, her waist turned so that her shoulders leaned up on one arm, with her head above my crotch. It dawned on me that this was the same position she was always in when she sucked my cock in bed, for all the years we had been lovers. With her in this position while I was lying on my back, I couldn't really see her very well. So I asked her to get up on her knees on the mattress and turn so that my view of her was now in full profile. I quickly grabbed two pillows and put them on the head board of the bed behind my back so I could rise up on my shoulders and get a much better view of her. Now when she knelt down towards my crotch, I had this delicious side view of her, with her ass raised up and her breasts in side view with her nipples pointing down. And now I could watch everything she did when she sucked my cock. She turned her head towards me and gave me a sly and knowing smile, as she quickly realized why I had her move into this position. Then she winked at me and said "Wait a minute... I think you're forgetting something." I watched with intrigued curiosity as she turned toward her nightstand and opened the drawer. She picked up something small and pushed her hair to the side as she clipped on a beret to hold it in place. I smiled broadly back at her and said "Great idea, Sweetheart!" She laughed gently and replied "Just trying to improve your view." "You're brilliant!" I answered enthusiastically! "I know." She said, quite pleased with herself. We both laughed, and then she knelt down over me, quickly taking up where she left off. She fondled my rock hard shaft with the warm velvet touch of her fingers, then caressed upward, over and around the swollen head of my cock. I sucked in a deep breath from the sudden wave of pleasure I felt from her smooth and silken touch. Her fingers moved down and she closed them around my shaft and stroked me up and down several times. Then her moist lips kissed the tip of my head and her tongue began to wetly lick slowly down the length of my shaft, flicking the tip of her tongue down the sensitive center, then sliding up in broad strokes, as she slowly moved her mouth down and licked all of my shaft down to the base, while her fingers caressed my balls. She used her tongue the same way as she moved back up my shaft, then took the swollen head of my cock into her mouth, with the tip of her tongue rapidly flicking back and forth and then from side to side on that incredibly sensitive spot, and causing my groin to churn deep inside. Then she took me deep into her mouth and took most of the length of my shaft down deep inside. I was amazed at how well she could do that. She did it a couple times more with me dazed and impressed by her talents as I watched her. But she was just warming up. And then she really went to work on me. With her head bobbing up and down on my cock much faster now, her breasts shook wildly back and forth as I watched, and she used her hand to aggressively stroke my shaft up and down hard and fast in rhythm with the motion of her mouth, her lips tightly wrapped around my cock as she began to suck and stroke me off simultaneously. She was driving my senses to astounding levels of pleasure as she continued her rapid and vigorous sucking and stroking! I knew this couldn't go on much longer as I felt my groin churning ever more intensely from deep within. The sap was beginning to get very hot and rise upwards. Very soon now... So I stopped her and moved quickly to the side of the bed where I sat up, and as planned, she kneeled down in front of me, and quickly resumed her combination of sucking and hard stroking on my rock hard and swollen cock, taking me in deeply with her mouth and then with a fist formed around my shaft, pumping me hard up and down even faster. And then I felt that inevitable rush as my groin was racked with the shock of intensely pleasurable contractions. I pushed her head away, and just before the first burst of hot thick cum spurted out of me, I saw her lean her shoulders back and push her naked breasts forward. Her eyes were full of passion and her lips were wetly pouting and parted as the first long white rope of hot cum spurted all over her left breast. She breathed in deeply and a low moaning escaped her parted lips as three more spurts of cum splotched onto her breasts and slowly dripped down over and in between them. My orgasm exploded into an intensity so great it caused me to almost pass out. My entire being reeled from pleasure so intense that words fail to describe it. After the last spurt of cum landed on her stomach, she looked seductively into my eyes as she raised her hands up to her breasts and rubbed the hot and thick sticky wetness all over them. Her fingers spread milky white globs of it around her nipples as she rubbed it all over them, and then teased and played with her nipples... looking increasingly aroused with her own desire. After she once again rubbed what was left of the slick of cum all over both of her breasts and around her stomach, she looked at me with a seductive little smile that played across her lips, and then her tongue wetly licked them, causing my groin to contract again, even though my cum was spent. If she was acting, she gave a performance worthy of an academy award, and at that moment she was the most hotly sexy woman my eyes had ever seen. She not only kept her promises to me that I'd get what I wanted from this, but she surpassed my wildest expectations. She was nothing short of astounding in her performance as my private porn star, even if it was "just this once". I fell backwards on the bed and laid there, still feeling some aftershocks in my crotch after one of my best orgasms ever. She stood up and then laid down on her side facing me... Her eyes glowed with a sultry fire as she asked, "Was that all you wanted it to be?" I answered "It was all that and so much more! It was incredible and you are just unbelievably amazing!" Her eyes still glowing, she flashed me a very sexy smile and asked, "Was it the best one ever?" She was clearly enjoying this conversation. I returned her a bemused smile, and replied that "It was without a doubt, the best ever! It is now the ultimate blow job of my entire life. And... I paused, "I know I must be wrong on this, but I almost got the impression that you enjoyed the way it ended. Or maybe you missed your calling and you should have been an actress." She gave me another seductive smile with her eyes glowing, and said, "Well maybe it wasn't all acting..." "Oh?" I responded, my eyebrows raised in surprise. "Well, the more I thought about how much you wanted it that way, and as I thought about giving you what you wanted, it kinda started to turn me on. You know I love making you hot and driving you crazy, and the more I started thinking about how this would do that to you, well... it began to seem sexy. Very sexy... And then when it actually happened, it made me really hot! My breasts weren't the only place I was getting wet." she added with a naughty smile. "Wow!" I exclaimed with real surprise. "You mean you were actually getting off on it?" "I was starting to..." she answered, still wearing that sexy and playful smile. "Unbelievable!" I said, my voice sounding shocked and delightfully surprised. "I guess it's hey, don't knock it till you've tried it, right?" "And it's also, don't push your luck and get too cocky about it." She was quick to reply, her expression instantly changing from sexy and playful to a look of annoyance. "Oh No! Not at all! No pushing my luck and getting cocky here!" I exclaimed, as I quickly backpedaled away from my unwise comment. "Nothing but my amazement at what an incredibly great lover you are, and how lucky I am to have you!" I knew that my poor choice of words had suddenly caused her to remember the fight we had the night before, and I silently cursed my own clumsiness. "Yeah, right!" she said with a touch of sarcasm. "Just keep telling me I'm the best you've ever had, and we should be fine." She said, still looking a little annoyed. "Linda, you are without a single doubt, the best I've ever had; you always have been, and you are now more than ever. I love you with all my heart; now and forever." "That's better." she answered, her expression beginning to soften, as her smile slowly returned. My only reply was to lean forward and kiss her, my kiss expressing all the love I felt so passionately for her. She returned my kiss with that same kind of passion... She made me breakfast in bed, we got pleasantly wired on good coffee, and then went in to share a shower. The hot water cascading all over us felt just wonderful! Then we made the most of soaping each other up and devoting extra attention to the places where the slippery soap felt the best. I used lots of soap foam to massage her attractively shaped breasts and then couldn't resist sucking on her pink and so very sexy nipples. Sucking and licking, and then teasing and slightly twisting them with my finger tips. She moaned with pleasure as the sensations shot straight down to her pussy, and her arousal increased. She moved behind me and used lots of soap to scrub my back and shoulders. Then her hands washed and massaged my muscular chest, and continued the cleaning down my stomach, getting lower... and even lower... until she reached for my erect cock and vigorously massaged lots of soap foam up and down its length. She then gave my balls a gentle but thorough scrubbing. My buns were also thoroughly cleaned and massaged as the hot water from the shower sprayed down all over us, giving us lots of wet warmth and its own soothing pleasure. Now I moved behind her, and also made sure that her round and sexy ass cheeks were very clean and thoroughly massaged by my hands with lots of soap foam. Her hips and the inside of her thighs got the same treatment, leading up to her brown triangle of fur, and her swollen pussy lips below. I gave her a thorough shampoo there, using lots of slippery soap foam with my palm and fingers. She moaned more loudly, as she turned her head and looked back at me, her eyes imploring and full of need. We often had sex in the shower, and her unspoken message was clear. So as she stood and leaned forward, bracing her hands on the tile wall, I took her from behind and gave her a thorough pumping as she cried out loudly with each thrust, and called out my name over and over until a high pitched shriek tore out from her throat as her body shuddered and shook from her orgasm. We faced each other and embraced, her wet and naked breasts pushed against my chest as we kissed deeply. Then she looked at me with a question in her eyes, because she knew that I stopped without coming. I smiled gently back at her, and said "Not yet, my Love... but soon enough." My comment left her wondering where we were headed next. She followed me into the bedroom and I sat down on the bed, my eyes looking her up and down and marveling at the beauty and hot sexual wonder of her nakedness. She stood near the bed, looking at me with a combination of desire and curiosity in her bright and beautiful eyes. I thought silently, 'I've got you right where I want you, Linda. Turned on and waiting in anticipation for what's coming next. This couldn't be better.' "Do me a favor, Sweet Heart? Dry your hair and put on some makeup; just like you did last night? And don't forget that wonderful perfume. But don't bother with any clothing, cause you look real fine in what you're wearing right now." She smiled back at me, enjoying the glowing warmth of my compliment. My words were making her feel like an attractive and very sexy woman, and she was really enjoying feeling that way about herself, as I confirmed that is how I was feeling about her. "And what are you gonna do?" she asked playfully. My first thought was to answer 'I'll be doing some tongue stretches' but however amusing that was for me, I knew the timing couldn't be worse, and it would wreck the high I'd given her as I made her feel beautiful and sexy. The Forced Wager Ch. 03 I had it all planned so carefully, down to the last detail of what my wife was going to experience, as she did things for me she'd never done before, and what she was going to have done to her, for the very first time... I was all ready for the wild ride I would take her on, for the rest of our Saturday. But then fate intervened, and things went in another direction. A direction that took us both to experiences shocking and unplanned... A kind of spontaneous sexual chaos that we were both caught up in, leaving us with vivid memories that would never be forgotten. It all started simply enough. She got out of bed and got dressed, putting on a pair of well worn designer blue jeans that fit tight but smoothly, and showed off the round buns of her hotly attractive and very sexy ass, and her shapely hips, above the faded blue denim legging cut that fit snugly around her long and slender legs. A form fitting shirt revealed the contour of her breasts and accented her narrow waist above the curve of her hips, widening sleekly outward into a very pleasing female shape. The sight of her in those jeans always got my full attention, and when she wore them in public we both noticed how she caught the attention of other men, turning heads as she strolled down a sidewalk, and inspiring facial expressions of male appreciation and rising desire as she passed by. It was a pleasantly warm and sunny mid summer day, so she wore a light blue form fitting sleeveless top, her feet wearing comfortable but still delicate open toed tan sandals, with a slight rise to the heel. Her freshly washed, parted in the middle and smoothly straight brunette hair shined as it flowed a few inches below her shoulders, and even at 37 she still had a carefree slightly girlish look. Her hazel-green eyes sparkled and still glowed from the sexual ecstasy she experienced just a short while ago, and she flashed me a beatific smile, her face an expression of love. She was beautiful and how could I not love her in return? I also got up and got dressed in blue jeans and a tan polo shirt, and chose the comfort of my light brown Rockport walking shoes. It was Saturday and life was relaxingly casual. She wanted to run some errands and asked to borrow my car. My eyes slightly narrowed as I heard her request. "Why do you need mine?" I asked her, my voice taking a serious tone. She looked a little nervous as she answered me. "The Subaru stalled out in traffic again yesterday, Chris. I'm afraid it's gonna crap out and leave me somewhere. I'm not driving very far. Can't I just take yours?" she pleaded. My car had become a sore subject for us. It was a black 2007 Mustang coupe fastback with white racing stripes, large silver metal wheels and big tires. It was one of Ford's best ideas to put back into production a new car that looked very close to the shark nosed original Mustang, circa 1970. That car was my most prized possession. It looked very much like the Mustang I had when I was a 17 year old kid, which was the first car I ever owned. I bought my new Mustang in a rare and totally impulsive move, for my 40th birthday, and I never regretted it for a single second. I loved that car, and it was one of my real pleasures in life to drive it, and to keep it in perfect condition. It had a five speed standard transmission with a stick on the floor, the acceleration was impressively fast, and it drove like a dream, even at high speeds. But I'm not one of those guys who is such a car fanatic that I won't let my wife drive my car. The problem was that I did let Linda drive it... and she drove it into things; like telephone poles and parked cars, and she also drove it into a very expensive speed trap. She had three minor accidents and the speeding ticket in the span of one year. Her auto insurance policy was now ridiculously expensive. She was a good driver in her own car; a Subaru Outback, but she was a one woman wrecking crew in my Mustang. The night she left it in neutral and forgot to put on the parking brake, and the Mustang rolled out of our driveway and into the middle of the street... well that was the night I took the keys away from her, for good. And now she was asking me to let her drive it again... I firmly told her "No". She got upset and then she got angry, and it looked like our relaxed and casual Saturday of love and sexual adventure was rapidly going to hell. I knew an ugly fight was on the verge of breaking out, and it would probably ruin everything. So I silently asked myself 'What are the odds...?' and I let her take my car. I was desperate to not have what I had planned for us, ruined by a stupid fight over my car. So I gave her the keys, and a hug with a passionate kiss, as she was ready to go out the door. As she was getting into the Mustang, I called out to her. "Linda, please be careful." She nodded her head, smiled and gave me a thumbs up. I smiled at her and then turned to go back inside the house. I sat down at the kitchen table and read the newspaper. The news stories and articles seemed more interesting than usual, so I read most of the paper from front to back, and was just putting the paper down when I heard the sound of screeching tires making a fast turn into the driveway. I immediately knew something was wrong and leaped up from my chair, rushing for the kitchen door which opened to the driveway. Linda was standing three paces to the right of the door. Her eyes were wide with fear, and the fear in her face turned up higher when she saw me, her face drained of color, her wide eyes meeting mine for an instant and then quickly looking away. She opened her mouth to speak but the words froze in her throat as she gaped at me in stunned silence. She didn't need to speak, because it couldn't be more obvious to me what had happened. Keeping my rapidly rising anger temporarily in check, with an unnaturally cold calm in my voice, I asked her "Are you okay?" She nodded her head up and down in an exaggerated motion, signaling 'Yes'. "Was anyone else hurt?" I asked in the same chillingly calm voice. She shook her head from side to side in the same exaggerated way, to answer 'No'. "Then WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!?!" I yelled angrily at her, finally losing my cool! She found her voice, only to stammer incoherently "I, I, uhh... I was... uhh... I..." I stormed right by her to the rear of the car, since I saw there was no damage to the front. I stared in shocked anger as my eyes took in what was left of the almost completely obliterated, smashed right rear tail light, the mashed in right side of the bumper crunched forward and down on an angle, and the right rear quarter buckled inward into a large ugly deep V of a huge dent. My eyes were now blazing with anger as I shouted "GET INSIDE!!!" and I pushed her ahead of me to the kitchen door, my right hand reaching past her body and opening the door, then shoving her ahead of me inside, as I pushed inside the doorway. I turned to push the door shut and slammed it so hard that one of the windows cracked. She stood in the middle of kitchen, her face still full of fear, as she looked at me and then quickly looked away, her eyes still unable to meet mine. "What happened, Linda?" I asked, my voice seething with fury as I tried not to yell. She began to cry, as she told me what happened, her tears now streaming down her face. Between her sobs, she told me that she had the Mustang going fast in reverse as she was trying to beat another car into a road side parking space. When she tried to hit the brake, she hit the gas instead, and when the car lunged backward even faster, she panicked and slammed the accelerator down, still thinking it was the brake. She crashed hard into the parked car behind her. She waited where the accident occurred, but when no one showed up, she called the police to report the accident. The cops made a report, but also wrote her a $150 dollar moving violation for "Failure To Use Caution". I sighed long and loudly as I thought how much money this was all going to cost, on top of her already very expensive auto insurance policy. When I scathingly asked her what on earth she was thinking, driving recklessly just to get a parking space, she suddenly stopped crying and stared back at me, her eyes now hot with anger. "I knew how furious you were going to be, and I feel like I just can't deal with all the rage you're gonna unload on me now, and for who knows how long?!" Her anger intensified as her voice rose. "You know what, Chris? I wish you would just hit me! Just belt me in the face a few times, and get it over with! Because that wouldn't hurt as much as the long and drawn out emotional torture you're gonna put me through over this! The raging tirade, the mean insults, the sarcasm, the verbal beating you're gonna give my self esteem!!! I really wish you'd just hit me in the face a few times, if that would get all your anger out, and get it over with!!! It wouldn't hurt as much as the way you are going to punish me for this! I'm your WIFE for Christ sake!!! You make love to me, and you tell me how you'll always love me! Unless I crash your precious Mustang! Then you HATE me!!! OH GOD!!! Just HIT ME and get it over with!!!" Her chest heaved up and down with her hard and rapid breathing, as she stared back at me, her face now full of angry defiance. I sighed deeply as I looked at her, and my furious anger began to fade as I thought about what she just said to me. 'Emotional torture... beating up her self esteem... Mean insults and sarcasm. Am I that bad?' I silently asked myself. And the answer came back quickly... 'Yes, you are that bad.' I had never physically hit any woman in all my life, and I had nothing but contempt for wife beaters, but emotional torture and character assassination? It was clear that these ways of inflicting pain were not beneath me, and I felt more than a little bit of shame as I admitted this to myself. And then I felt a wave of discouragement as I thought about how our Saturday of sexual adventure had been all shot to hell. But then I had a thought... a twisted flash of inspiration. Maybe there was some hope for this day after all. I looked back at her and spoke in a calm and reasonable voice. "You do realize that this is now the fourth time you've had an accident with my car." Her anger reached a flash point as she shot back, "And here we go! Let the games begin! Of course I know it's the fourth time!!! How could I not?! Oh God, here comes the interrogation!" "Let me finish." I answered calmly and without anger. She noticed the lack of anger in my voice and stared back at me with slight surprise. "The reason I mentioned it being the fourth accident is just to make a point that this is incredibly frustrating for me, to have to keep going through this experience over and over again. And yes, it does make me very angry, and all that anger needs somewhere to go. But... I don't want to be guilty of emotional torture and beating up your self esteem. And I sure don't want to make you feel like I hate you, because nothing could be further from the truth. I know I've been guilty of inflicting this kind of pain on you, and I'm sorry. And I don't want to do that to you anymore." She started to say something and I stopped her. "Please wait, Linda, and let me finish. You said that it would be less painful for me to just hit you in the face and get it over with. Well, obviously I'm not going to do that. But maybe there is a way that doesn't involve verbal torture and character assassination that would get it over with. Completely over with, and with the understanding that once this release of my frustration and anger is completed, that there will be no more frustration and anger directed at you. None whatsoever, anymore, about this incident." She looked at me with suspicion and asked "What are you talking about? Your release of your frustration and anger completed? What do you mean by a release?" I took a deep breath as I began to give her my answer. "The release for all of my frustration and anger, with the unbreakable promise that once my release is complete, there will be no more anger, not one word, and no silent anger directed at you either, my release would be for me to spank you and then have my way with you, any way I want you." She looked back at me incredulously. "You mean you want to punish me by spanking me and then fucking me? My God... Here I've been married to you for ten years, and you're even weirder than I ever imagined. Are you serious?" "I'm absolutely serious. Most of all, I'm serious about how once the spanking and the sexual action is finished, that the slate will be wiped clean and you will be 100% free of any other condemnation from me. We'll do what we need to do, to get the car fixed and we'll deal with paying the deductible, the citation, and the increased cost of your car insurance, but without any more anger, resentment, sarcasm or guilt trips directed at you. None whatsoever." She paused as she took in what I was saying and turned it over in her mind. "And you're going to do this by first spanking me and then fucking me... What kind of spanking? How exactly are you going to spank me?" "The traditional way... with you bent over my knee and your pants pulled down, while my open hand slaps your bare ass" "For how long?" she asked. "No more than ten minutes." I answered. "Maybe less than ten minutes, but no more than ten minutes." "Are you going to spank me hard?" she asked. "You'll definitely feel something, but it won't be more than you can stand. If it is, you can tell me, and I'll go easier on you." I replied. "I can't believe we're even having this conversation." She said, looking at me with disbelief. "And if I go through with this release of yours, letting you spank me for ten minutes and then fucking me, no more grief from you about the accident?" "None whatsoever." I quickly answered. "You'd better mean that, Chris, because if I go through with this, and then you go back on your word and start giving me shit again, you're the one who's gonna get some serious anger from me!" "It won't happen." I reassured her. "What about the fucking? I believe you said something about having your way with me any way you want to? Just what does that mean?" For the first time since she left the house earlier, I smiled at her. "It won't be anything you haven't experienced before. I may just be a little more enthusiastic about it this time. And if it's more than you can stand, you can just yell 'Stop!' and I will." She took a deep breath, paused, and said "Okay, when do we do this thing?" "How about right now?" I was quick to reply. "I knew you were going to say that!" she exclaimed. I smiled broadly at her, took her by the hand, and led her into the living room, to the sofa, where I sat down with her standing in front of me. Her eyes looked a little spooked, and her face tense. I grabbed both her hands and pulled her down toward me, then grabbing her around her waist, I threw her down across my knees with her ass in front of me. My right hand grabbed under her waist to unsnap and unzip her jeans, and then with both hands I started yanking them down. For an instant, I could vividly see in my mind the rear of the Mustang all smashed up, and I felt my anger starting to rise again. I also felt myself starting to get hard, and increasingly excited. She was scared, her breathing was rapid and hard, and I could feel her shaking. Having pulled her jeans down to her knees, I quickly grabbed the waistband of her panties and yanked them down to her knees, exposing her suddenly naked and quivering ass in full view on my lap. She flinched and closed her thighs tightly together, but my hands quickly pried them back open, exposing a rear view of her pussy lips. The sight was powerfully and sexually intoxicating for me, and my cock had become rock hard and throbbing in a matter of seconds. The fingers of my left hand reached down and groped her there, then spread her inner lips open, exposing wide the wet pinkness of the inside of her stretched open inner lips, with her puckered hole in the middle. She shuddered with dread and tried to close her thighs tight again. I responded instantly with a swift downward slap on the right side of her butt, my open hand landing on her flesh with a smacking sound. Her body flinched and she gasped out loud. I slapped her butt cheek again, and again she flinched and gasped in shock at the stinging sensation she suddenly felt on the right side of her bare ass, as it began to burn and turn mildly red. Now I began to raise and swing my hand down multiple times as I slapped her ass rapidly and repeatedly, but I was hitting her more lightly than the first two slaps because I didn't really want to hurt her. I was giving her a spanking that created more of an emotional effect than a physical one. The spanking was intended to be more humiliating than painful, with me slapping my right hand down on her naked ass, just hard enough for her to feel some mild stinging and burning sensations. As I continued to spank her, my left hand was pushing in between her thighs and groping her pussy, then pushing a finger inside her and stroking her slippery inner flesh. I was spanking her and feeling her up at the same time. Not surprisingly, she was experiencing a mixed and conflicted reaction... She felt humiliated by having her jeans and panties pulled down to her knees and getting her bare ass bent over my knees and spanked. And at first she was disgusted by being sexually groped while being spanked. But as she realized that the spanking didn't really hurt that much, having her naked ass and exposed pussy there on my lap began to feel strangely exciting, and the sexual manipulation was making her slowly but increasingly sexually aroused. Her original cries of emotional distress from the humiliation of being spanked, began to seem more like she was trying to sound distressed, and as the spanking and fingering went on, her cries became more like gasping exclamations of mounting passion, mixed with some soft moaning that was unmistakably caused by the rising heat of sexual pleasure. And if I'd been hot before, I was absolutely on fire now! My cock was so hard that it was aching and throbbing; and increasingly desperate for release, as all the sexual tension within me reached an even higher level. I stopped spanking her and grabbed the front of her legs upward and bent at the knees, so I could pull off her sandals and then yank her jeans and panties off her legs to her ankles, then pulled them off completely and tossed them away. I sucked in a deep breath and gasped as my eyes took in the provocative sight of her nakedness from the waist down, with only her top and bra underneath remaining. I grabbed her under her arms and quickly lifted her up and on her feet. Her face looked shocked and she was on the verge of speaking when I dragged her across the room and bent her over the back of an upholstered chair, shocking her into silence as she realized what I was about to do. Burning on fire with lust, my eyes stared at her exposed and hotly naked ass, and the rear view of her damp pussy lips pressed together just below her rounded cheeks. My eyes traveled down her long and sexy legs, and then returned up the back of her thighs to her curved round and slightly parted ass cheeks, revealing her sex from behind. She braced herself for what she knew was coming, but she also quivered with aroused anticipation, and she felt herself getting hot and wet. I unzipped and opened my crotch and yanked my pants and boxers down to my ankles, then stood up and pulled her thighs open. I pushed her waist forward across the chair back so her ass would be raised higher, with her pussy even more exposed. I could see her glistening wetness there and I pushed my big and rock hard cock right into the center of those exposed and naked lips, finding her hole and driving deep inside her! Ramming hard into her for several strokes, the impact shaking the flesh of her ass with each powerful thrust, but then pulling my cock all the way back so that just the tip of my cock head was still inside her, then slowly pushing back in, as I watched my thick shaft spread her hole wide, fucking her pussy underneath her raised and round ass; the rock hard thickness of my pole impaling her cheeks! Such an incredible sight! Pulling almost all the way out again, and then watching my cock as it slowly drives back into the hot and slippery wetness of her cunt! I am wild with lust!