[MF] Wife Will Try Anything to Spice Up Her Dead Bedroom

Kay read throguh the directions again, feeling like an idiot. She took an inventory of the items in front of her and checked them against the list.

Red candle? Check. Weird black powder spread out on the counter into the pattern from the picture? Check. Silly looking white Chrystal? Check.

Kay glanced up into the bathroom mirror and sighed, taking in her reflection. She looked at her black nightie showing off her cleavage, her read hair done up in a messy bun, her green eyes burning with untapped passion.

This was dumb, she thought. Like, SO dumb. But she was desperate. It had been months since her husband touched her, let alone fucked her. She had been turning all of her sexual frustration into motivation at the gym, but wearing tight athletic gear around all those hot guys only exacerbated the issue. She eventually had confided her sex life issues with her friend from work, Skylar. That itself was a mistake. Skylar was a bit of an odd duck.

She nodded her head as Kay told her about her dead bedroom, and said she had the perfect thing. She swore that her friend had gone through the exact same thing, and that this…spell (was it a spell?!) had literally changed her life.

Kay had never been superstitious, and rolled her eyes whenever anyone mentioned their zodiac sign. Yet something inside her was just desperate enough to try. She waited until exactly 8:08, just like the card said, then turned out the lights, lit the candle, held the crystal, and said the words printed on the paper.

It was some sort of gibberish, and she wasn’t even sure she was saying the words right. It must have been her imagination, but Kay could have sworn she felt the crystal get warmer in her hands. And was the candle burning brighter? She focused on the words and finished the…incantation, whatever. Suddenly, the candle went out, making her shriek. She felt immediately like she wasn’t alone, and imagined she could see a dark shape behind her in the mirror. She quickly turned the lights back on and let out a sigh of relief. Only her reflection looked back at her.

“Waste of time,” she muttered, as she cleaned off the counter and disposed of any evidence. So dumb, she thought to herself, as she left the bathroom and got into bed. Her husband Jake was downstairs watching basketball or something and wouldn’t be up for hours. She had planned to stay up reading, but as soon as her head hit the pillow, she felt like she was completely drained. It was as if all of the energy had been sucked out of her. Within seconds she was asleep.

She awoke suddenly, not knowing how long she had been out. It must have been a few hours, because she felt her husband in bed next to her. His hands were around her waist. Suddenly, they traveled up her stomach as his hips pushed into her from behind. As his hands crept up to her breasts, giving them a squeeze, she felt him press into her from behind. He was as hard as a rock…throbbing even. His hands gave her tits another squeeze as he moved her ass back into him on instinct. It had been so long since she felt her husband’s cock that hard. And it even seemed bigger than usual.

“Mmmmm baby, what’s gotten into you?” She asked.

For an answer, he pulled her nightie down with sudden force, letting her tits spring free. She gasped as he started to tease her nipples with his fingers, making her gasp as he kept pressing his cock harder and harder against her ass. Within seconds, her nipples were hard in response to his rough fingers teasing and pinching them.

She smirked as her husband kept groping her. Maybe she shouldn’t have been so quick to doubt the spell (or whatever it was). Maybe it really had worked.

“Mmmmm fuck baby you’re so hard,” she said as she reached back and grabbed it with her hand, egging him on. It had been so long since she had felt it, she didn’t remember it being so thick. She didn’t remember it literally throbbing in response to her touch like it did now.

“Mmmmmm fuck baby, this is so hot. Fucking take me right now.”

She felt his hands grab her wrist, his cock still in her hand. With surprising strength, he lifted her arms over her head, pinning her to the bed. His other hand grabbed a handful of her hair and pushed her head into the pillow. His touch was cold, like he had been outside. But that wouldn’t make sense…

She didn’t have time to question it. His cold fingertips reached under the elastic band of her thong, and ripped it clean off. It stung her waist in the most delightful way. Kay waved her ass back at him, feeling the night air on her exposed pussy. She could feel the wetness literally dripping down her leg. Her husband hadn’t treated her like this in years, if ever.

Suddenly, she felt the tip of his cock pressing agaisnt her. She gasped as he slid it in. It was impossibly thick, and seemed to be getting harder. She heard him grunt then, finally speaking.

“Take my cock you fucking slut. Give yourself over to me.”

It was a tone she had never heard him use before. Primal. Aggressive. Demanding. Jake was usually so meek. It drove Kay wild.

“Fuck yes baby! Fuck me like your fucking slut! That’s all I am! Make me fucking take every inch!”

And he did. He slid inside her. Deeper and deeper. Inch by inch. It was never ending. Every time she expected him to be as far inside her as he could, it just kept going. Stretching her out. She really must have forgotten what he felt like, she thought. Her body must have gotten tighter.

Finally, feeling him deep inside her guts, her cunt stretched in an insane mixture of paint and pleasure, he grabbed her by the hair and arched her neck back. She smiled wildly as as he brought his mouth right to her ear.

“I’m going to corrupt you from the inside out. You’re life is never going to be the same. You’re mine now. My property. My servant. You’ll do anything I ask to please me.”

She didn’t have time to wonder what her husband meant. And she didn’t care. Suddenly he was sliding his cock out of her, and pounding it back in. Each time, harder. Deeper. She felt herself practically ripping as he pounded her tight cunt over and over and over, bashing her into the bed, making her bounce on the springs back up into him, reaching spots she had never felt her husband reach her before. It didn’t take long before she felt her pussy constricting on his cock as she came. When she did, the words that came out of her mouth surprised even her. She had no idea where they came from.

“Fuck yes master, make me fucking cum on your perfect cock! I devote myself to your service! My soul is yours! Twist me into your perfect whore! Corrupt me! Claim me! Cum inside me now! Fucking claim my cunt as your own! I’m nothing but your willing slave!”

He pushed her back down into the bed hard. Her head was buried in her pillow, making it difficult to breath. She felt his cock, buried deep inside her, pulse wildly as he exploded. Warm cum flooded her pussy, spreading through her, seeming to reach everywhere from her the tips of her toes to her head from the inside out. She had never felt such satisfaction, such pleasure, as he emptied himself deep inside her. As she caught her breath, she felt his cock slowly leaving her as his hands left her back. As his cock finally exited her, she felt his cum pour out of her. She reached down to catch it in her hand.

She had never really loved the taste of cum before, but some instinct made her slide her fingers into her mouth. The mixture of her own juices and his cum was…intoxicating. Soon she was on her back, scooping the cum out of her beat up cunt and greedily gulping it down. She finally laid back in post orgasmic bliss.

“That was amazing baby,” she said, turning over. But the bed was empty. She sat up on her forearms.

“Baby?” She asked. No answer. She glanced into the bathroom. It was dark and empty too. She was puzzled…where had he gone?

That was when the door opened. The room was flooded with light. Her husband entered, still wearing his basketball jersey, fully clothed. She couldn’t talk, couldn’t think, as she watched her husband take off his cloths.

“Oh, I’m surprised you’re still up,” he told her. “Sorry it took me so long, the game went into overtime.”

Still stunned into silence by the implications of what had just happened to her, Kay sat slack jawed as her husband climbed into bed and promptly fell asleep next to her.

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Part 2 coming soon ;)

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