Straight Male / 57
Got What She Wanted And So Did I
My lovely wife is very much a sub girl and gets ridiculously hot when I act all stern and order her about. She has a severe case of taboo fetish re her estranged father. She hasn't seen nor heard from him in decades and still has strong desires to have him use her like a tart without knowing who she is. She fantasizes about kneeling prostrate before him, slowly dropping his trousers and nuzzling her pretty face between his legs, sucking his bollocks and wrenching his fat ugly dick. She remembers seeing him nude in a caravan shower as a kid and says he's bigger and gnarlier than my cut seven inches.
All that is preamble to my confession. This evening I was feeling randy after dinner and called her over to where I was having a cigar at my big desk chair. Unlike many a woman I've known, she enjoys when I have a rare cigar. It reinforces her younger vision of herself, makes her feel small and reminds her of one of her first working bosses. He was a crusty old chap but his bark were worse than his bite as they say. He had a soft spot for my wife and was very generous to her. She repaid him with her hot lips, giving him top shelf oral on Friday evenings after the rest had gone off homeward.
So I'm lighting my cigar and call her over with a faux gruffness in my tone. Said something like "Oi, get yer little arse over here sharpish, eh?"
She tumbled to the game and shimmied over, eyes down, hands folded and asked "Yes Daddy?"
I took her wrist and pulled her close, gave her a kiss and maintained downward pressure, told her to get on the floor and take care of this.
Took my soft dick out from my flies and she wasted no time taking the head in her lips. I took her hair gently in hand and sat back and let her do her magic. It's been maybe 4 or 5 days since we have had any sex play so I was more than ready and after perhaps ten minutes or less I was getting close. I asked her where she wanted my cum and she said what she always says, "In my mouth." I never tire of hearing her say that.
I'm surely among the luckiest men in the world and tonight I will return the favor and hope I can even get her to wet her knickers.
All that is preamble to my confession. This evening I was feeling randy after dinner and called her over to where I was having a cigar at my big desk chair. Unlike many a woman I've known, she enjoys when I have a rare cigar. It reinforces her younger vision of herself, makes her feel small and reminds her of one of her first working bosses. He was a crusty old chap but his bark were worse than his bite as they say. He had a soft spot for my wife and was very generous to her. She repaid him with her hot lips, giving him top shelf oral on Friday evenings after the rest had gone off homeward.
So I'm lighting my cigar and call her over with a faux gruffness in my tone. Said something like "Oi, get yer little arse over here sharpish, eh?"
She tumbled to the game and shimmied over, eyes down, hands folded and asked "Yes Daddy?"
I took her wrist and pulled her close, gave her a kiss and maintained downward pressure, told her to get on the floor and take care of this.
Took my soft dick out from my flies and she wasted no time taking the head in her lips. I took her hair gently in hand and sat back and let her do her magic. It's been maybe 4 or 5 days since we have had any sex play so I was more than ready and after perhaps ten minutes or less I was getting close. I asked her where she wanted my cum and she said what she always says, "In my mouth." I never tire of hearing her say that.
I'm surely among the luckiest men in the world and tonight I will return the favor and hope I can even get her to wet her knickers.
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