Femdom in the Real World part two – Married M&F

This is a stream of consciousness story that happened about a week ago, but I thought that it'd be more fun to tell it in present tense. Enjoy

Her hips buck. Her pull on my hair gets tighter. Her thighs flex and squeeze my ears, muffling her ecstasy. I have to hold my breath during this but I don't mind. It's not very long. She has powerful, dancer's legs though…and those can hurt sometimes…and she knows it…but she's being extra nice tonight. Her grip slackens. Her legs spread. And I pull my mouth away.

I survey my goddess from my kneeling vantage point. She's collapsed on the bed, her breathing deep but returning to normal. Her legs are in the amazing wide split she's capable of. Her right leg, bent at the knee, dangles from the bed. Her butt to the edge. Her pussy, just inches from my face, gleams…but not in that gross, sloppy way that porns intentionally play up…just a beautiful sheen. I inhale. I love the smell of her, it's like vanilla and musk. I wonder who decided that pussies smell bad. Probably somebody with a bored wife.

I regard her hair. A beautiful, trimmed, dark patch, just above her clit. When we first started dating, back in our early twenties, she was totally shaved. I loved it back then. As we got older, our preferences changed. I like more hair, she likes being the boss. Who ever heard of a mistress with a shaved pussy?

Her voice breaks through my reverie. “Put your face back into it.”

How long I have been daydreaming? It felt like a while but it was probably only just seconds. I'm a little dazed. I blink a few times.

Now, more stern and deliberate, but without lifting her head from her pillow to look at me, “Put your face back into my pussy.”

I lean forward and settle in. This isn't an invitation to continue pleasing her. If she wants that, she'll tell me. This is a form of domination. She wants my face to smell like her orgasm. She wants to mark her territory.

This is also a form of humiliation. Naked, kneeling, with my hands cuffed behind my back and my breathing muffled between lips I'm not allowed to kiss, I have no thoughts of mutiny…only service and my potential reward. I hope that she doesn't decide to take a nap.

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