I am hungry demanding and dominating….
He was doing it!
For years I’d been telling him that any time he wanted to stop being the loving, giving, tender husband in bed and just play a hungry, demanding and dominant lover, I would be very welcoming to the idea.
Despite numerous conversations about the topic, we had never really embraced the role play and much as I desired it, I had let that side of me fall dormant. Travis was a perfectly wonderful partner, more than I could have asked for, but there was just no kinky side to him, and I had to stifle mine in response.
But that was definitely his hand, urgently parting my warm, damp thighs under the covers. His hand cupped my cheeks, and then dipped a finger into the bottom of my slit. My neck hairs prickled as I felt his breath on them, raspy and wanting. I was now awake, and he had my full attention at that point.
His hand slid roughly up my hip and bunched up the t-shirt I wore, pulling me up off the pillow. Before I quite realized what he was doing, he had me effectively cuffed with the shirt somehow binding my arms behind me.
He shoved me back down onto the pillow and as I tried to get my arms and legs in a comfortable position under me, his hand clamped down on my throat and he kissed me quite fiercely.
Oh my, this was something!
I could see his eyes burning in the semi-darkness of the room, the morning sun working its way in around the edges of the curtains. This was an acting job for the ages, and I was torn between applauding the effort and taking full advantage of it.
My tongue slashed back at his, even as his teeth nipped at it, and then at my dry lips. His grip relented and as I sucked in fresh air, I let out a gasp as his palm squashed my naked tits. He pinched both nipples hard and I almost screamed, even as the beginnings of an orgasm roiled inside me.
“Fuck me, plea–” I begged vocally before his slap breathtakingly ended my sentence. I was stunned. For a half-second I almost blurted out for him to stop but I held on and was immediately grateful I had stalled.
His fingers were back at my nipples while his lips continued their assault on my face, kissing me hard. A hand worked its way back down to my thighs and grabbed my cunt, squeezing and taking what he wanted of me. I had never wanted him this bad, and I told him so.
He grunted and inserted two stout fingers, urgent and demanding. My insides were turning into jelly, and I could feel and hear the moisture I was producing as he finger-fucked me. With one hand he held up my thighs while the fingertips of his other hand curled upwards and rubbed against my g-spot and I was about to lose my mind. Again, he kissed me as incoherent noises gurgled out of my mouth, driven to the precipice.
Faster and faster his hand went, and I couldn’t control myself anymore. I screamed as he removed his fingers, and then proceeded to wash him with wave after wave of liquid. Back in went his fingers, and when he removed them, they were followed by another spurt. I was spent and fell backwards, my knees curled up to my chest as my hands remained bound above me.
Once I caught my breath, I saw him still kneeling over me. The fluid all over the front of him glistened, and I extracted my hands from the t-shirt and pushed him down onto his back. His phallus was as erect as I had ever seen, and I promptly devoured it. I licked up whatever I had squirted all over him, and he seemed to enjoy that even as my hand played with his balls and stroked his shaft. I went back down on him and took in one testicle and then the other in my mouth, suckling them. My finger at the tip of his cock elicited more precum but I wasn’t ready for him to be done quite yet.
I had never been this turned on and it was like a switch had been flipped. I crawled over to my nightstand and pulled out some lubricant, and handed him the tube, “Fuck me in the ass, please.”
With that I went down on my knees and elbows and buried my face in the pillows. I heard the click of the lube container and then the cool gel against my rear. This was not something we had done before, but the heat of the moment quite overcame any inhibitions the cold morning light brought.
That he was still hard and wanting to continue was somewhat surprising given how shy and reticent he usually was in bed, but he looked like he was enjoying this, and I was out of my mind with excitement at the possibilities.
I felt the tip of him pushing against my rear. The closest I’d come to anal was back in college when we were all playing around trying new things, but this was an area Travis and I hadn’t ever explored together.
He bunched my long hair around his hand for leverage and brought his mouth close to my ear, muttering, “Good girl.” I shivered with desire, thrilled to experience this whole other side to him.
Slowly he inserted just the head of his cock, and my knees shook. He squirted some more lube against my behind, before sliding in a little more. Travis had an average-sized cock, probably a bit on the girthy side, but right now it felt like he was fucking me with a truncheon.
He pulled out and pushed in again, working the lube into every crevice and driving me wild. And then again. Oh my goodness, I had turned into a ragdoll losing control of my body and felt like I was watching the whole experience from somewhere near the ceiling.
With a sharp tug on my hair he was finally all in, and I was losing my mind. He let go of my ponytail and held my hips with both hands, and proceeded to fuck me. Slowly at first, and then harder, and deeper. My insides were turning into mush as he pumped into me, and the decibel levels from both of us rose appreciably as he did so.
His grunting was getting louder and he warned me that he was close. I slipped my hand between my thighs to rub my swollen clit before he spurted his seed deep inside me as I coaxed another orgasm out of my drained body.
He stayed inside me as he lay on his side, gently lowering me into a spooning position. His cock continued to throb uncontrollably as he expended every drop of his load. Up snaked his hand and gripped my throat, as he whispered, “You did well, good girl.”
Smiling broadly to myself, I slipped back into a deep sleep.
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