Didn't get much love at BDSMerotica, so I thought I would try /r/sexystories. My husband and I decided to start a journal of fantasies we would like to play out on each other. Here's my first story. Enjoy! He's painting my fingernails and asks me what I want done next. My back and neck are sore, so I tell him that I could use a massage. He gets the lotion off the bedroom window sill, and joins me on the bed. Slow and firmly, he rubs up and down my back, making sure to knead every inch of my back and neck. I tell him that he has done well and can lay next to me and cuddle for a while. After a while, I start to get thirsty, and instruct him to go to the kitchen and make me a margarita. When he returns, I tell him to get towels and my favorite lingerie, and meet me in the bathroom. After finishing my drink, I find him in the bathroom waiting like a good boy. I direct him to remove my clothing and jewelry, and to start the shower, but not to get the water too hot. He knows how I like it. He informs me that it is ready, and I step in, but the water is scalding. After I adjust the water, I inform him that there will be punishment for that mistake later. I allow him to undress and join me in the shower as well. I tell him to shampoo my hair. Gently, he rubs the suds through my hair and massages my scalp. Then, he tilts my head back and is sure to rinse my hair thoroughly. He applies conditioner to his hands and runs it through the length of my hair, and then uses my bar of soap to wash my face. I rinse my face to find him squeezing my body wash on to my loofah, and preparing to wash me. I inform him that because of the water incident, he may only wash my back, arms, legs and feet. He attempts to apologize for the earlier mistake, but I remind him that begging will only result in further punishment. He concedes and washes the allowed areas, and hands me my loofah. I order him to clean himself thoroughly, dry, and leave the bathroom while I finish bathing. He leaves the shower and while drying, I tell him I am thirsty again. He finishes drying and leaves the bathroom naked, because I never said he could put his clothes on, and goes to the kitchen. When I emerge from the bathroom, he is there on bended knee with another drink. I tell him to get the extra blanket and the handcuffs, and to go to the living room and spread the blanket. He does as he is told. I go to the living room and sit on the couch. I finish my drink, and tell him to go make another, while I fetch something from the bedroom. After a couple minutes, I return to find him sitting back on the blanket with my drink. I apply the handcuffs with his hands in front of his body, and reveal the blindfold I had retrieved and place it over his eyes. I sit back on the couch again, and admire my servant. I command him to come towards my voice. When he had come close enough, I push his head towards my legs, and tell him to kiss his way up and down my legs, but not to touch their intersection. After his loving kisses move up and down my legs a few times, I tell him to lie on his back. I get up from the couch and kneel over his face, and allow him to feel the warmth and wetness hovering over him. I lower myself slightly, and tell him that he may kiss my damp slit, but may not use his tongue yet. He begins to kiss my slit ever so gently, heeding his instruction. I ask him if he is enjoying himself, and he replies that he is. I lower myself further, and allow him to use his flat tongue. Noticing his erect penis, I reach forward and stroke it, making it even harder. I tell him to stop and guide him over to one of the chairs. I sit, and recline back. I inform him that he can continue enjoying my pussy as long as he can keep his massive cock hard. If he goes soft, I will go and get my toy to satisfy myself, and make him listen to my orgasm. He begins to stroke his shaft to maintain his hard-on, and plunges his tongue in and around my clit. After enjoying this for some time, I notice he is still fully engorged, and tell him to lie on his back again. I straddle his face and tell him that he may use his tongue to fuck me, and begin teasing his cock with my hands and mouth again. I can feel him coming close to climax as I begin my own. I drop his cock, and let my orgasm wash over me. I tell him to lick me clean, and then I move my wet pussy over his pulsing cock. I lower myself slowly, and he realizes I am going to fuck him. He starts to thrust his hips without permission, and I remind him of my toy in the other room that can do the job. He lies calmly and I ride his penis hard. I feel that familiar pulsing of him nearing climax, and climb off him. I lay down next to him and allow my hands to roam his body wherever I please. I love feeling his muscles. I wait until his excitement subsides, and remove his cuffs. I go to the couch and kneel, placing my upper body on the couch. I instruct him to come up behind me, gently rub my clit, and make sure I am wet. Then, I ask him if he is still hard, and if he thinks he has earned a release, he replies that he is ready. I tell him to insert himself into my waiting hole, and feel him fill me completely. He does not begin thrusting, because he remembers what happened earlier. I begin to gyrate my hips, and feel his cock move deeper inside me. I allow him to begin thrusting, and tell him to rub my clit more. As the momentum of my orgasm builds, so does his. Soon, I find myself spilling my juices all over his erection. I demand his orgasm. With a final thrust, I feel him pulsate, and his juices overflow from my body. We both lie back satisfied. As I kiss him and play with his hair, I remind him that I am just getting started…
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