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My Wife My... Ch. 01

By: MarlinPerkins



Up until last year, my story was like so many others – very good, but now, spectacular. I've been lucky and would have considered myself fortunate, but I could have never anticipated how my life is today. Now I look back at the life I had before with pity. I just never knew how good it could be. Oh sure, some times during our lives we all think how great it would be to have a women at our sexual beck and call, but believe me when I say this – it's even better than the dream.

I'm Keith, and I grew up in a mid-sized Ohio town, was the only child of a pair of loving parents and had an unremarkable childhood. I went off to college and became an accountant. Got a nice job and met a great girl. We dated for about a year before I popped the question and we got married. As both Jane and I were only children, we were in no real hurry to start a family. I was 25, Jane was 22, and we were on our way.

I guess I should give you a little about us physically. I'm a little bigger than the average guy at 6'2" and 200 pounds with thick black hair. I still work out often, biking and lifting weights (a throwback to my high school football days). At 5'2" with creamy pale skin and light brown hair that reaches just past her shoulders, Jane is quite my physical opposite. She has a slender figure with curves in all the right places, and full B cup breast with fantastic nipples that get rock hard when she's excited. She has wonderfully deep blue eyes that captivate you and a great smile and laugh. She looks incredibly sexy in and out of clothes. She is an incredibly sexy woman, and has always had a bit of an exhibitionist side, routinely flashing me and dressing in lingerie that drives me wild.

Jane and I met in the most innocent of all ways, at the local mall. I was just out looking to pick up a couple of things, when I saw her sitting alone in the food court. I was draw to her immediately, and took a chance by asking her if I could join her. Making a few jokes from "what do you recommend" and "do you come her often" I found that she was a supervisor for one of the mall stores. We laughed and she giggled as she had me guessing and I soon found out that it was for the Frederick's of Hollywood where she had started since high school graduation (this was often a source of her exotic and extensive collection of lingerie).

We chatted and laughed and when she said that she had to head back to the store, I asked her out to dinner. One date led to another, and that is how we got here. Out sex life was great. We couldn't get enough of each other. I had an apartment in what was the busier end of town, and Jane was still living with her parents. Soon it wasn't uncommon for me to race home from work to find Jane in a sexy outfit sprawled out on the couch in my living room or spread eagle on the bed. After we were married, Jane moved in and our sex life got even crazier.

We had sex almost everyday. It seemed as if the more we made love, the more we wanted. Probably due to her job, Jane was creative in the ways that she would dress, and I really don't know how else to say this, but how she would present herself for sex. One day I would come home to a vision in white, complete with corset, stockings and a veil playing the demure and shy wedding night wife, and the next day she would be dressed in an animal print and attack me the minute the door was closed. She soon had a closet of lingerie of all types from the smallest bras and panties to bulky corsets and costumes. One evening she was dressed as a school girl in a short skirt and pony tails, and the next night a street walking hooker in vinyl with enough make-up for three, and I loved every single second.

It also seemed with each week Jane would also get a little more daring. She went from waiting for me in the bedroom, to meeting me at the door and was soon flashing her bras and panties at me whenever she wanted to just tease or flirt. She almost never wore pants and made a habit of rising in the morning as I was getting ready for work only to grind her naked body against my own and asking me if I was going to think about her during the day. It is a wonder that I got anything done at all.

Jane seemed to work less and less, which was fine, as my job was going well, but this gave her even more time to think of sex. She would come by my office and pull me aside to show me her panties under a short skirt, only to remove them and leave them with me before heading home to wait for my arrival. When we were out, she would make sure that I got a glimpse down her blouse or a flash of her panties. And the sex was fantastic. We fucked in every position that we found and she seemed to enjoy giving me head as much as I enjoyed cumming in her mouth. We would watch porn movies together and had even purchased a couple of sex toys.

I was living in a dream where all my sexual desires seemed to appear before me as if laid out on buffet, but I really had no idea what was to come. One evening I had told her I needed to work late on a project, something that would happen from time to time, and she told me no problem. That day, she rang me just to ask that I call her when I was heading home.

It was dark at 8:30 PM as I was walking from the office to my car when I called Jane. She was slurring her words a little as she giggled into the phone. I asked her if she had been drinking, and she said most definitely, asking me to stop and pick up some more beer before I got home and to please make sure it was cold. Then she said something unusual, asking me to drive in the back of our apartment building and to call her back once I was parked. I was a little confused, but I stopped and picked up a 12 pack, parking behind the building and then rang Jane. Jane said that she could see my car, but that I should back into the parking space and then look for our apartment window.

Now I was curious, and after turning around, I could see Jane holding our cordless phone and waving from a large window in what was our living room, but she seemed out of place as she must have been standing on something as I could see most of her body and she would actually have to bend over a bit to look out at me (I later learned that she was standing on our large coffee table that she had pushed under the window. I was still on the phone with her, when she told me to start the cd that was in my car's radio, open a beer and enjoy the show, but stay on the line so that she could hear the music. I started to get where this was going, but looked around and didn't think that Jane would go through with it. Yet, as the music started, Jane dropped the robe that she was wearing and danced before the window in nothing but a small black bra, a tiny black g-string, with a garter belt and stockings. My cock immediately went rock hard as I chugged a beer and opened another.

As my private little dancer's song ended, Jane grabbed the phone and asked me what I thought. "Stunning" was all that I could say as I finished my second beer in about 4 minutes, then I asked her why she stopped. From what must have been 50 yards away, I could see her head rock seductively to the side as she asked me what I wanted her to do next. All I said was "lose the bra and g-string, and I'll start the song again." Right then and there, there was little shift in our relationship. Jane responded by asking me if I really wanted her to do it, and saying that a lot of skin was one thing, but naked was another. I don't know where it came from, but from somewhere deep in my subconscious I said, "You and I both know that you're a bad girl, and now you're going to do as I say, or my bad girl just may get a spanking."

Jane disappeared from the window, and just when I thought that I had gone too far, she appeared again, I started the music and stared wide eyed as she began dancing and gyrating in all her glory. I sat transfixed as if in a dream chugging another beer and watching my naked wife spinning and dancing in our well lit living room as I sat in my car across our apartment's parking lot. Occasionally, I would see her sneaking a peek out the window with what even seemed to me from where I sat was a nervous look of half embarrassment and half excitement... and with each glance my cock just got harder.

All at once, the music stopped and with one last glance out the window Jane jumped down out of my sight. Grabbing the cordless phone again, I heard Jane panting as she asked me if I enjoyed the show. As I told her how hard I was, how much I loved her and I excited she made me, Jane paused and in a nervous voice said, "What do you want me to do now?" I was on a roll, and guessed that Jane wanted me to continue to push her. I was guessing that she was just as excited as I at this new twist in our relationship, and that is when I blurted out, "Get your naked ass down here and suck my cock!"

"Naked?" she said, adding, "You want me to come down to the car naked?" It seemed to me that I was outside of my body just listening as I said, "I guess that my bad girl does want a spanking or she wouldn't be questioning my orders. So here is what you're going to do. First, I want you to get back up on the table and press your ass against the window's glass as you bend over and count to 10. I want you to count slowly, and as you do I want you to think about the 10 swats that I am going to give that hot sweet ass of yours. Then, I want you to get down here and climb in the back seat of my car and ask me to spank you. I'll be waiting for you."

I felt as if my face was presses against the glass of my car's windshield as I again saw my wife climb up to the window and look meekly down to the parking lot. She turned her back to the window and I swear I could see the window steam between her legs from the heat of her pussy as she trembled pressing the cheeks of her ass to the window. In no time, Jane jumped from the window, and soon appeared at the window of the apartment building's back door.

It was only then that I realized that Jane had already walked past the doors of the other 3 second floor apartments, and now stood in nothing but a garter belt and stockings, and as I would soon see, high heels. She peered out at the short distance from the door to my car it must have seemed like miles. She told me later that she wasn't sure what would be more embarrassing, getting caught in the buildings hallway, or being seen scurrying across the short sidewalk and driveway to my parking space. The door flung open and I grinned all the wider as Jane took short scampering steps in her tallest heels toward the passenger side of my car.

I hit the electric locks, unlocking all the doors, and then I reached over and locked the passenger door. Just as I did, Jane reached the handle, and looked in to me with a look of surprise and worry. She bent down as to not be noticed and pleaded to be let into the car. I lowered the window just a crack and said, "I said the back seat." Jane's eyes looked downcast as she stepped toward the back door and climbed inside. I sat, staring at the panicked look upon her face, as the combination of the car's dome light illuminated the interior and another car drove past looking for a parking space. Jane shuddered with the fright of coming so close to getting caught, and just as I sensed her settling down, I said, "Don't you have something you want to ask me?"

The rest of that evening was just a blur, a dream. I joined Jane in the back seat, and never enjoyed my Chevy Malibu more than that evening. I made her ask me three times before I finally had her lay across my lap. After delivering 10 swats that I'm sure were harder than both Jane and I anticipated, a teary eyed Jane looked at me with an animal lust that I had not seen before and soon she was pulling off my shoes and pants. I leaned back against one door while Jane devoured my cock in a way that she had never done before. She was a crazed animal, bouncing from the floor to the seat, rubbing here hands from my legs to my stomach and all the while sliding her mouth up and down my cock. When I reached out for here head, she would jam it down hard, burying my cock deep down her throat. This was a true face fucking. I guess I have a cock that is a little bigger than average at a solid 7 inches, and it is quite large around (it always turns me on to simply see Jane's small hands stroking my cock to its full size), and she had never taken me so deeply before, but she seemed possessed. 

In no time I was pumping my cum deep down her throat, and Jane only responded by getting even wilder. Ripping open my shirt, Jane jumped on top of me still hard cock and road me to a very quick and very loud orgasm. She was never one to be particularly quiet, but tonight in the darkness of the backseat she screamed aloud as she climaxed and fell forward on my chest. As Jane slowly caught her breath and snuggled against me, she confessed that she had never had such an intense orgasm. Both of my hands were now resting on the cheeks of her ass as she said that she couldn't believe how hot the spanking had made her. She wasn't sure why, but even with the tears it caused, the burn sensation and the ultimate release was just beyond anything that she had felt before. I gave her ass another hard swat with my left hand causing her to snap to attention, giving me a startled look of surprise, which was closely followed by a mischievous grin as she said, "We're not done for the night are we?" With that, I slipped my pants back on and chased my still naked wife up to our apartment for another hour of unbelievable sex.

My Wife My... Ch. 02



Please read the prior chapter first.

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Over the next few weeks, we spoke often of that evening, and every time it was followed by an intense romp that always ended in an intense sexual release. One evening when I was behind Jane plowing her sweet pussy doggie style, she turned back and asked me spank her ass as we fucked. I started out slowly, but soon I holding her hips with my left hand as my right filled the room with a loud slapping sound. I would stop and make her beg me to continue, and she would respond with pleading requests for punishment as she pressed her hips back into mine. The mood was surreal as the volume of the slaps competed for your attention with the sounds of Jane's yelps until she let out a loud scream and slumped forward face down. Within seconds, I was balls deep and cumming harder than I ever remembered.

We both quickly became aware that we had previously suppressed sexual needs and desires that were now bubbling to the surface. I was beginning to realize how much I enjoyed a dominant roll in our relationship, being in control and even spanking her drove me to a new level of excitement. Jane confessed that she always knew she had an exhibitionist side, but it made her even hotter to give up control and to be told what to do. She savored the feeling of seemingly being forced to do things for me, and took pleasure in both pleasing me by doing my bidding as well as in the enjoyment of the acts themselves. We spent many evenings savoring a bottle of wine and delving into our deepest feeling, and desires. During one conversation, Jane blushed and couldn't even look me in the eye as she admitted that she was shocked at how much the spankings had excited her, and although she didn't think that she could do it everyday, she wanted me to do it more often. She said that she was just as surprised as I was that she grew excited when I spanked her.

Our sexual routine shifted as Jane's lingerie began to take on a more role-playing slant. By now she had quite a supply of teddies, bra and panty sets as well as corsets and waist cinching garments in silks, satins, leather and rubber, but now her outfits took on more a theme. It became very common for me to arrive home to a sexy French maid or a harem girl. She surprised me with a cheerleader uniform, a sexy nurse, and a sheer cat-suit complete with ears, tail and a collar. One Saturday while I was watching a football game, I answered a ring at the door to find Jane dresses in a Girl Scout uniform selling cookies. Jane said that she got the idea a couple of weeks earlier when she bought the cookies from an actual Girl Scout that rang the bell, but I was more surprised that I didn't see her sneak past me to get out the door before she rang the bell for me to answer.

One evening after dinner I was sitting back on the couch with Jane between my legs. She dressed in her harem girl outfit and was slowly stroking my cock as she would lick my balls, when she asked, "What do you want your little slave girl to do now?"

Not surprisingly, I began to feel that dominant feeling again and said, "I want to fuck that sweet ass of yours."

Jane froze at the request for anal sex. I mean, we had tried a couple of times, but both had ended in failure. She had said that it just hurt too much, that she had never been able to do that with anyone and that I had the largest cock of anyone she had ever been with. There was an eerie silence as she didn't move, her eyes shifting back and forth from my cock (which seemed huge as it lay across her face) to my eyes. She began to give me a pleading, trembling voice telling me that she didn't think she could do it. I pulled her up so that she could straddle me, and entered her dripping pussy. "God your wet" I said as I slipped into her.

We fucked like that for some time. She was leaning back and grinding hard as I played with her hard nipples and fucked her deep. I sensed that she was close, and I stopped moving and grabbed her head pulling her face to mine. Giving me a frustrated look and not understanding what was going on, I said, "I want you to have a great loud cum, because tomorrow I am going to fuck that sweet ass of yours."

Saying please and asking me if there was anything else that she could do, I only said that I was going to give her a whole day to think about it, but she had to agree now or I was going to stop fucking her. I gave her a few hard thrusts, and then let go of her head and began lifting her off my lap. "Please don't stop" she begged, but I was determined, and after a couple more thrusts she said ok. As she ground herself into my lap again and buried my cock back into the depths of her pussy, I pinched and pulled at her nipples as I had her repeat over and over again that she would let me take her anally. "Yes, tomorrow you can fuck my ass" she screamed as she collapsed, and I held her close as I came deep inside her.

The next morning Jane woke as I we getting ready to leave and asked me if I was going to hold her to her promise of the previous night. I gave her a stern look and said that of course I was, and that she should be ready as soon as I get home. Seeming as hesitant and scared as I had ever seen her, she placed her hand to my crotch and said that she just didn't think she could do it, and trying to make a joke, said that the screaming could wake the neighbors. I was half dressed in just my slacks and shoes as I looked down on Jane. She was wearing a form fitting cotton teddy which she had slept in, and she looked so sexy that I wanted nothing more than to stay home and spend the day in bed. Instead, I took a different route.

I remembered the night before, and I softly took her head between my hands caressing her cheeks and brushing her hair back as she shifted to look up. I kissed her softly on the lips, and then I leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "I guess my little slave needs a reminder." I enjoyed the shocked look upon her face for a moment, and then I pulled her toward the bed down across my lap. I quickly pulled down her teddy's matching panties, and gave her ass a hard swat. The sweet sound of my hand turning her ass pink then red was broken only be my insisting that she promise me she would give in to my wishes.

After about 25 swats, Jane held her face in her hands as she began yelling that she would do it. I lifted her up and held her close. It was an extremely sexy site, my wife's pink and red ass as she ground her pussy into my leg all the while whimpering at the thought of my cock plowing the depths of her back door. I kissed the tears from her cheeks and hugged her tight as I told her how much I loved her. "I love you too, and want to give you everything," she added.

As I resumed dressing, Jane again made a joke of her potential screaming during the evening's events. I told her that she would have to figure something out and I left for the office, but I added that I wanted her to come by my office for lunch. I thought that I would tease her a little more. As I kissed her forehead and headed out the door, I glanced back to see here nervously fidgeting and wringing her hands.

I was lucky as I had a busy morning, and it seemed like no time had passed at all when Jane arrived for lunch. I asked her to wait in the lobby for me as I needed to make one more phone call before we left, and then I grabbed a pad of paper and a couple of envelopes quickly scratching out a few notes and then stuffing them into envelopes as I numbered them 1 -- 3. I excused myself, and we were soon enjoying a bite at a local café. I could tell that Jane was still trying to think of ways to stop the imminent plundering of her ass, as she squirmed in her seat and poked and prodded at her lunch, not really eating anything. We finished quickly and silently, and then left.

We were slowly walking back to the office, when I grabbed hold of Jane's hand and led her to the parking garage where I had left my car that morning. She was certainly timid as I pulled her into the backseat. "Tonight your going to be my little sex slave, you better get used to it" I said. I told her how I had been thinking about this for some time, and that tonight I was going to cum with my cock sank deep in her ass. As I spoke, I lowered my pants and let by budding erection spring free. "Grab it" I said, and watched as Jane's right hand encircled my shaft. "Now suck it" I added. As she slowly lowered her mouth to my cock, her eyes never left mine. With the feeling of her hot lips as the encircled my cock and the pressure of her wet tongue sliding around the head of my penis, I just began to talk.

I told how I wanted her to suck me until I came and to swallow every drop. She stared wide-eyed as I explained that tonight she was going to be my little slave, my slut. I was going to fuck her for my enjoyment and take whatever I wanted. She was to be ready and waiting and I wanted her to spend the rest of the day thinking about the fucking she was going to receive. Her breath was quickening as I spoke, and I watched as she slid a hand under her skirt to touch herself when I told her that I would be spanking her again before the night is over just because I like the way she squirms. Before long, we were both in high gear, and I said, "Cum for me". As Jane's hand was busy rubbing her pussy, I was struck by how hot it made me to see her touch herself -- she had never done that in front of me before. "Cum for me with my cock in your mouth and the knowledge that it will soon be shaft deep in your ass" I added.

I watched as Jane closed her eyes and shivered as her body was wrenched tight in orgasmic release. As she did, her mouth stretched wide just as I began shooting my cum into her open mouth, and as my cock sprang free, all over her face. We sat there in the back seat of my car for some time recovering, Jane softly licking and sucking my softening cock, and me slowly running my fingers through her hair. I then told here that I had a mission for her, something I wanted her to complete before I arrived home that evening, and I had written her instruction out on three separate notes.

As I spoke, I took my left hand and slowly began rubbing the semen that had shoot across the left side of her face. I wasn't wiping it away really, more spreading it out and making her whole face glisten. I then told her that I wanted her to leave my cum there for the rest of the day, just as a sign of her upcoming submission. I reminded her that this evening I was going to take her ass, and this time I added a punctuated "deep and hard" to the statement. 

Jane sat up and adjusted her clothes while I pulled up my pants and dressed as well. I pulled the three envelopes form my pockets, and handed them to Jane. I told her that she wasn't to open the first one until she was back at her car and that the next two would be self explanatory. I then walked Jane back to her car, and left her there with a look of dread as I thanked her for the blowjob and for the fact that it would help me last longer for the evening's events.

As I was walking back to me desk, my phone was already ringing and I picked it up, to find a panicked Jane on the line. "Keith, everyone will know" she said. Adding, "Everyone will know I have cum on my face, I smell like cum." My first note had told her that I wanted here to go to a local adult toy store and buy a collar. I wanted her to be wearing a collar like a true slave for the evening. To be fair, I didn't know that I would be cuming all over her face when I wrote the note.

"Listen" I said, "Tonight you are going to be my sex slave, my slut." I continued by reminding her that we had played many games, but she better get used to being my bad girl because we both know how much we both enjoy it that way. I then left her with the thought that if she didn't act enough like a sluttish little sex slave tonight we would do this every evening until she got it right.

I stayed on the line for what seemed like a solid minute of silence, when I finally heard a very soft, "Yes sir," followed by a click.

My first note had said that she had to go to the sex store and to purchase a slave collar, and to try it on to make sure it fit. She then was to return to the car and open note number two. The second note said that she was to go back into the store and buy the largest butt plug that they sold, as well as the largest container of lubricate. It actually said to buy 3 of the largest containers of lube, but they must have the word "Anal" in the name. It should be clearly labeled for use as an anal lube. I want you to squirm and everyone to think that the big butt plug is going to be used on you and often. Note number two ended with once you're done here, you can open number three at home.

It was almost 5:00 when my phone rang and I answered to hear my wife's voice. She sounded different as she told me she thinks she's ready. You see, note number three said that she was to strip naked and spend the rest of the day that way. She should clear out a large space in the middle of the living room, and to spread out a large blanket. She was also to make sure that all the lights in the room were on and she was to take out our digital camcorder, and set it up on the tripod in the room. Lastly, it said to open up the lubes and unwrap the butt plug, once completed, to call me. We had last spoke at just before 3:00 and I'll bet that I checked the clock 1,000 times since then. It took me a minute, but as she told me that everything was ready and asked me what time I would be home. I realized that she was slurring her words a bit.

"Are you drunk?" I asked.

"I thought that I should have a drink" was her response.

I hadn't thought of that, but thought that it was probably a good idea (It gave me the idea that I should have a couple of Mountain Dews before I got home). "Let me see" I said as I told her that I wanted her to use her cell phone to take a picture of her holding the butt plug and wearing the collar. "Send it to my cell phone and once I get it I'll text you back with when I'll be home.

Within 20 minutes, a picture of my sexy naked wife trying to smile as she held up what could only be a novelty sized butt plug. She was standing in front of the full length mirror on our bedroom closet, and even though it wasn't of great quality, all I could think was how lucky I was. I quickly finished up and then headed home, but changed my mind. I decided that I wanted to give Jane time to get good and drunk, and I had one last thought. I stopped at a little burger stand and ordered a sandwich and a Mountain Dew. As I waited, I sent Jane a text that said I would be home at 7:00 and she was to be on all fours in the living room and ready to be butt-fucked. Have the camera ready and the lube and butt plug laid out and ready. I soon received a text saying that she would be ready.

I sat there for a minute as my food arrived and I decided to send another note. "I love you" I wrote, and then I went further saying, "But tonight there will be no kissing. No cuddling. Tonight I am going to just come in and fuck you like an animal. I am going to treat you like a sex slave that is there just for my pleasure. Yet I want you to know, that doing this for me only makes me love you more."

I was almost done with my sandwich when my phone buzzed with a response which only said, "Yes sir."

I was soon parking my car, when I decided to have Jane wait a little. I sat in the car until about 20 minutes after 7:00 before I headed in to the building. Our apartment door opened to a small hallway, with the kitchen on the left. You would have to walk about 10 feet before the opening to the living room was on your right. Opening the door, I could see the lights streaming from the living room, but paused when I saw a note laid out on the floor of the hallway. It read:

*************************** "I want to be your slave slut wife and I want you to be my husband master. Your notes today made me so horny. As I knew that you had planned each sexy step, I had to fight the urge to rip them all open at once. If you could have seen the look on the counter man's face as I reentered the store to buy the butt plug and lube, if you could have heard him propositioning me, if you could have heard the other man in the store offering to help me get it into my ass, you just wouldn't believe the shades of red that I blushed, and how wet my pussy became.

In the next room is your slave. She is a slut and you should treat her that way. Come in and fuck your wife's ass. Fuck it hard and deep and enjoy her screams as she enjoys pleasing her husband. Come fuck my ass -- once, twice or all night if you wish. I'm yours and I always will be!" ***************************

I walked to the living room and saw the most sexually explicit and naughty sight that I had ever seen. I stood transfixed. There was my wife, on her knees bent over a pile of couch cushions. She was on a slight angle, so that I could see her face as well as most of her right side. On the floor in between us was the huge butt plug as well as 4 large tubes of lube, each about the size of an extra large tube of toothpaste. At this point, I also noticed a key. Then as my eyes scanned her body, I could see a small bit of the collar, but that is not what struck me and caused me to just about explode in my pants.

Jane was lifting her head to see me and had a look that was first thankful that it was me, followed quickly by a nervous look seeking my approval. In her mouth was placed a very large ball gag. We had seen ball gags in the movies, but this was so much sexier than I could have imagined. Seeing her bright red painted lips, most likely covered with a fresh coat of lipstick, stretched around the large red ball was HOT! But, not quite as hot as the fact that Jane had also bound her hands behind her back with a shiny pair of handcuffs. Next to her on the floor was another note that read:

*************************** "Here is your slave. I am bound so that you can fuck me hard without my escape and I am gagged so that my screams are just for your ears. Now fuck my ass. Make me your slut. Make me your whore. Make me your slave. I'm yours to do with as you please, tonight and forever. I love you Master!" ***************************

I began undressing as I watched her struggling to keep her head raised so that she could see me. I had thought about this moment all day, and want to make it last. Once I was naked I set up the video camera so that is was a few feet in front of Jane's face so that I could have a digital record of her expressions that I could watch later. I then came around in front of her face as I took a tube of the lube and squeezed it out onto my cock. I used one hand to stroke my cock just inches on front of her eyes, making sure that ever inch was covered as my other hand repeatedly squirted gobs of lube onto my prick. As she stared wildly at my cock, I kept telling her how it was going to soon be buried in her ass.

The time had finally arrived as I moved around behind Jane and squared my hips to hers. With her feet tucked between my knees, I began squeezing the checks of her ass which seemed even sweeter and rounder in this position. As I did this, I was also pulling her cheeks apart and exposing her asshole. I grabbed a tube of the lube and squirted a large amount directly into the crack of her ass. I slowly began to press my right index finger into the tightness of her asshole and as it gave way to my probing I pushed it in as far as it would go. A loud moan was stifled by the ball gag in Jane's mouth, but her legs stiffened as she lurched forward and squeezed her ass tight.

"Push back against me" I ordered. I reached up with my left hand and grabbed a handful of Jane's hair. Pulling hard, I said, "That's only my finger slut, I haven't even started with my cock yet." Getting Jane back into position, I removed my finger and pressed the head of my cock against her asshole. Grasping her arms, I again told her to press her ass back against me. At first, she began, but quickly moved forward and shook her head no in an effort to stop me. I moved around to the side, and delivered a loud hard smack to her ass. Not quite getting the response I was hoping for, I resumed spanking Jane hard, alternating from one cheek to the other. Soon, the sound of here crying yelps filled my ears as she bounced on the couch cushions.




My Wife My... Ch. 02



Again, I took my place behind her and pressed the head of my cock to her asshole. I again grabbed her by her arms pulling her to me and told her that if she didn't press back into me and take my cock into her ass, I would spank her all over again. Jane's thighs were aquiver as she began to comply. Slowly, I held her as I watched the head of my cock pierce the tight ring of her ass as then it seemed to get sucked in as her ass tried to get passed the head to the shaft. Giving her a moment to adjust, I pressed a bit forward.

For the next couple of minutes I would slowly try to apply pressure only to see Jane's head thrash from side to side as she wailed into the ball gag and tried to escape my cock. The pressure was fantastic. The heat and tightness of her ass seemed to be driving me to the edge. Looking down, I realized that I had little more than 2 inches inside her, with the bulk of my cock still waiting to be engulfed by her backdoor. I released her arms for a moment, and again grabbed a handful of her hair. "We've only just begun my slut" I said, adding, "Get ready for the rest of my cock my little ass whore."

Still holding her by the hair, I drove the rest of my cock deep within her ass in one hard thrust. In one moment I found myself balls deep into my wife's sweet ass. The amazing tightness of it all, the incredible heat, the complete wickedness of the moment overtook me and I seemed lost in a haze. I was quickly brought back to my senses by the sound of Jane's screams and the feel of her hands pressing against my stomach. It was now or never I thought as I knew that I would not last long, and I again grabbed her by her arms and pulled hard. Delivering about 10 hard thrust, I released her hair only to take a rough grip of her hips for 10 more.

Jane was thrashing about yelling and wailing into the gag, as I reached between her legs and found her steaming wet pussy. I quickly applied some hard pressure to the tip of her clit, which I know drives her crazy, and rubbed hard for a couple of minutes. However, I could feel the pressure building and knew that I was about to shoot my load. Grabbing her by her hands, I pulled hard and plowed deep into her back door as hard as I could. Over and over again I thrust into her until I felt my cum shooting forth deep into her bowels.

I saw stars. It was one of the most intense orgasms that I had ever had. Slowly releasing Jane's hands, I gently pulled my softening cock from her ass. Jane slumped forward onto the pillows as I did so and let out a long low moan. I watched as her ass hole at first remained a gapping hole, and slowly, as her cheeks and legs quivered around it, closed. Jane glistened before me as her body was covered in sweat. I got to my feet and retrieved a towel wiping my cock clean before I again knelt at her head. Her breathing was still heavy as I lifted her face to mine. Tear stained and with eyes that still watered, I kissed her forehead, then all about her face. I unbuckled and removed the ball gag, as I told her how beautiful she was and how much I loved her. 

It was an unusual moment, we shared as we both repeated "I love you" over and over. I slipped away the cushions, and moved forward lifting Jane so that we were now kneeling chest to chest. Using my hands, I softly wiped away the tears from her face and held her gently. I bodies pressed against each other as our kissing became stronger and hotter, our tongues seeking the depths of each other's mouths. I reached down and again found her pussy to be dripping and pressed two fingers deep into her hot folds. As I held her close our mouths locked, my fingers worked her pussy hard and Jane quickly reached a climax that I believe surprised her more than it did me. We remained that way for some time, as I felt her slowly recover and slump into my chest.

The feel of her breath against my chest, the pressure of her breast and the intensity of orgasm had a stirring affect on me, and I soon felt my cock again begin to harden. Jane sat back on her heels, her hands still locked behind her back, as I reached for a tube of lube.

As I again squeezed a large amount onto my cock and began stroking it to its full size, Jane looked at me with pleading eyes and said softly, "What are you going to do with that?"

How sweet I thought. "I'm going to fuck that hot ass of yours" I said. Then I told her how I was going to give her the option of getting spanked before or not.

Jane slowly lowered her head in agreement and said that she didn't think she could take another spanking tonight. All I said was, "I guess that settles it then -- we'll proceed straight to the ass fucking." I again moved around behind Jane and without the aid of the couch cushions, lowered her face all the way to the floor. I could see the pink marks from my hand prints still visible across her cheeks and pulled her ass apart and placed the head of my cock at the opening of her anal canal. "Beg me to fuck your ass" I said. With a shaky voice, Jane responded. "Louder" I yelled, not caring what the neighbors thought.

After about the 12th time, Jane screamed "Please fuck my ass Keith." With that I pressed and drove my cock deep into her still tight back door.

The second time lasted a little longer, and included her again yelping and crying as I drove deep into her body. I found my self yelling things like "Your ass is mine" and "Take that cock deep my slutty whore" as I pounded away. When I finally came, I noticed that we had moved a couple of feet across the room. I was holding Jane's arms so tight, that I noticed later she had pronounced red marks from my grip. I pulled my cock from her ass, and retrieved the key to the handcuffs. First, I went to the bathroom off our bedroom and started the water in the tub, nice and hot with a couple of squirts of bubble bath. I went back to the living room and unlocked Jane's hands. Gently I lifted her and carried her to the tub, laying her into the hot water and bubbles. We shared a soft kiss as I left her to the silence of the running water.

I returned to the living room and picked up. Next I went to our smaller bath and cleaned up myself. Satisfied that I was clean enough for bed, I took the video camera to our bedroom and plugged it in so that it could play on our small TV set. I was to the point when we were kissing after my first fuck of Jane's ass when she appeared from the bath wearing nothing but a smile. To my utter amazement, Jane climbed between my legs and began sucking my cock. I'm not normally one of those guys that can do it three or four times in a night, but the feeling of her welcoming mouth on my cock, the sight her face in the video as I pounded her anally and the sound of her screaming for me to fuck her ass had me hard in no time.

Jane quickly moved up and rode me cowgirl style to a hard fast orgasm and I came as she whispered into my ear, "Never stop fucking me. You can have me any way that you want, just never stop fucking your little sex slave wife. My body is yours to take any way and any time that you wish." That night we fell asleep with her still resting on top of me right were we both came.

Although Jane was quite sore the next day, and we both discussed and agreed that we couldn't play like that every night, we both soon found that we enjoyed this further movement in our sex roles. I was becoming more comfortable in taking charge and giving orders that would push Jane's limits and Jane was finding that she took pleasure in submitting to my wishes, even when those wishes brought a tear or two.

A few weeks went by from our big night, and we were continuing to have sex on a regular basis. One evening after I had brought her to an orgasm with my mouth and had moved up to enter her missionary style, Jane wrapped her arms and legs around me and softly asked, "Do you want to fuck my ass again?"

We kissed deeply and I responded a rousing "YES!"

This time was quite different. I again applied amply lube to my cock as well as her ass, but this time I held her legs apart as she laid back. I slowly entered her working my cock until it was deep within her. In this position, we were still able to kiss and I was able to look into her eyes as I told her how much in loved her, as she said the same.

Jane was moaning a repeated "Oh my God," as I watched a few tears escape her eyes. As I began to shoot and my cock pulsed on orgasmic relief, Jane's eyes widened with each throb of my cock. What a women I thought and we kissed and cuddled close the rest of the night.

I fell asleep as Jane softly whispered that I could take her any way that I wanted and she would do anything that I wished, as long as I continued to love and fuck her. Believe me when I say this, I had some crazy dreams that night.

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(Thank you all that have written with suggestions for Jane -- More come)