Straight Male / 45
My birthday was coming up in three months and my wife asked me if there was anything special that I wanted. I told her that I wanted her to let her hair grow out "downstairs." She thought for a moment and agreed - with some stipulations. They were (1.) we would not have sex for three months while she grew out her pubic hair; (2.) I would not be permitted to see her naked during the three month growing period; (3.) I was not to masturbate during the three months; and (4.) on my birthday when I would be permitted to see her new crop of pubic hair, I would do as she told me. Without hesitation, I agreed to her terms with my hard c*ck oozing precome.
The three months passed in one long blur and at last my birthday arrived. The day dragged on, seeming like it would never end. Finally, work was over and I headed home. We had dinner reservations and headed to the restaurant. My wife had mercifully gone out of her way to avoid arousing me during our three months of abstinence but tonight was different. She wore a short, tight fitting cocktail dress, her new black pumps - shiny patent leather with five inch spike heels and no nylons. She word deep red lipstick and matching nail polish and her jet black curls had been coiffed to perfection by her salon earlier in the day. Her pale white skin stood in stark contrast to her beautiful black hair and dark lipstick. I wanted to devour her right then and there in front of every man and woman in the restaurant. I was nearly trembling with arousal; my c*ck dripped precome throughout dinner.
As we drank wine and waited for our entrees, she began to talk in an overtly sexual manner. She told me how she wore nothing under her dress and that if her dress rode up much farther, our waitress would be able to clearly see her new crop of pubic hair. She told me that it had grown in very thick and black, and how it made her wet just seeing it as she dried off each morning after her shower. She observed that our waitress was quite pretty and had an air about her that made my wife think that perhaps she was bisexual. She wondered aloud if our waitress would enjoy putting her face between my her thighs and dining on her hairy, sweet, wet womanhood. At this point, I was insane with desire; my heart was racing, my c*ck was rock hard and leaking precome like a faucet. The rest of dinner passed with me in a fog of blind arousal, trying to calm down and hoping that the front of my pants would not be soaked wet with precome when we had to walk out of the restaurant.
The drive home was hell, as my wife sat next to me with her skirt hiked up and her legs slightly spread. If it were not dark inside the car, I'm sure that I would have been able to see her thick, black muff. As we drove home, I could barely keep my eyes on the road. My wife's right hand was on her thigh - and then it slowly inched its way to her womanhood. In the shadows, I could see her hand rhythmically moving; she was pleasuring herself. Her breathing became deep and the sweet scent of her pu**y filled the car. I was about to lose my mind.
When we got home, my raging hard on was aching to the point of discomfort. We didn't make it to the bedroom before I was on her. She made me stop and with a stern voice told me to sit down on the sofa in the living room. She slowly removed her little black dress and stood there in front of me naked, wearing only her black leather pumps; I was both shocked and aroused at how thick and black her pubic hair had grown in. She smiled mockingly and began to undress me. I struggled to maintain and not blow my load in my underwear.
When I was naked, she told me that tonight was going to be different; she was calling the shots and I would do exactly as I was told or I would regret my disobedience for a long time to come. In a very stern voice, she said, "Do you understand me?" I was in no position to debate; I readily agreed to obey her.
She told me kneel facing the couch, which I did. She then sat down in front of me, spread her legs and said one single word: "Eat." I immediately put my face between her thighs and began to greedily devour her sweet, swollen pu**y. She was so wet; she tasted so fucking good. in less than five minutes, she came in my mouth with a shout. I continued to eat her until she had orgasmed in my mouth three or four times. By now, I had lost count and was thinking only of pleasuring this magnificent, sexual being.
At last she told me I could stop and that it was now my turn. She told me that I was to do exactly as she said - nothing more, nothing less. I quickly said, "Whatever you say - you're the boss." She told me I was to rub the head of my c*ck in her thick, black muffin - and that I was not to even think of inserting it into her pu**y. I was so aroused that I didn't even care that I was being denied entry into her womanhood - I just wanted to be relieved of my three month load that was causing my c*ck to ache like it would explode. I began to rub the head of my c*ck in her thick, black muff, just as I was told to.
After three months of abstinence, I was not able to control myself for long. After less than two minutes, I shot a huge load of thick, hot come in my wife's pubic hair and all over her belly. She laughed and said, "Now THAT was impressive! But you have made quite a mess. You'll have to clean it up - using your mouth, of course. And swallow that come when you clean it up. Understand?" By now, I was so aroused that I would have done anything this woman told me to do. I went to work cleaning her come filled pubic hair, swallowing my own come as I carefully licked her clean, making certain I did not miss a drop. "How does it taste?" she asked. "Like almonds," I replied. "You like almonds, don't you?" "Yes," I replied. She laughed merrily and said, "What a good husband you are!"
After her muffin was clean, I licked up and swallowed every bit if my load from her belly. She then told me to service her again, so I dove in to her pu**y mouth first. I ate her as if my life depended on it. As she became more aroused from my relentless sucking and licking, she said, "Okay - now you can f*ck me. I want that big c*ck inside me." I was still hard, even though I had come like an explosion. I pushed my c*ck into her womanhood and began boning away like there was no tomorrow.
I tried to maintain, but it was a losing battle. Before long, I pumped another hot load deep into my wife. As I went soft, my c*ck slipped out of her. She smiled seductively and said, "You know what to do - be a good hubby and lick mama's pu**y clean." Without hesitation, my mouth replaced my c*ck. I licked and sucked all of my come out of her, leaving her fresh and clean.
After we went to bed, she held me closely and kissed me softly. She asked if I liked what she made me do. "I loved every second of it" was my reply. She said that she knew I would love it, and that there were many more different and thrilling activities to come. She informed me that from this day forward, every drop of my come that I shot into her or onto her would be cleaned and swallowed just as she had instructed me to do earlier. She said that from now on, she would call the shots with regard to sex and that I would follow her instructions to the letter. She told me tat one of her female friends has expressed an interest in watching me masturbate, and that at some point I would put on a show for her - and that I ..(continue confession)
The three months passed in one long blur and at last my birthday arrived. The day dragged on, seeming like it would never end. Finally, work was over and I headed home. We had dinner reservations and headed to the restaurant. My wife had mercifully gone out of her way to avoid arousing me during our three months of abstinence but tonight was different. She wore a short, tight fitting cocktail dress, her new black pumps - shiny patent leather with five inch spike heels and no nylons. She word deep red lipstick and matching nail polish and her jet black curls had been coiffed to perfection by her salon earlier in the day. Her pale white skin stood in stark contrast to her beautiful black hair and dark lipstick. I wanted to devour her right then and there in front of every man and woman in the restaurant. I was nearly trembling with arousal; my c*ck dripped precome throughout dinner.
As we drank wine and waited for our entrees, she began to talk in an overtly sexual manner. She told me how she wore nothing under her dress and that if her dress rode up much farther, our waitress would be able to clearly see her new crop of pubic hair. She told me that it had grown in very thick and black, and how it made her wet just seeing it as she dried off each morning after her shower. She observed that our waitress was quite pretty and had an air about her that made my wife think that perhaps she was bisexual. She wondered aloud if our waitress would enjoy putting her face between my her thighs and dining on her hairy, sweet, wet womanhood. At this point, I was insane with desire; my heart was racing, my c*ck was rock hard and leaking precome like a faucet. The rest of dinner passed with me in a fog of blind arousal, trying to calm down and hoping that the front of my pants would not be soaked wet with precome when we had to walk out of the restaurant.
The drive home was hell, as my wife sat next to me with her skirt hiked up and her legs slightly spread. If it were not dark inside the car, I'm sure that I would have been able to see her thick, black muff. As we drove home, I could barely keep my eyes on the road. My wife's right hand was on her thigh - and then it slowly inched its way to her womanhood. In the shadows, I could see her hand rhythmically moving; she was pleasuring herself. Her breathing became deep and the sweet scent of her pu**y filled the car. I was about to lose my mind.
When we got home, my raging hard on was aching to the point of discomfort. We didn't make it to the bedroom before I was on her. She made me stop and with a stern voice told me to sit down on the sofa in the living room. She slowly removed her little black dress and stood there in front of me naked, wearing only her black leather pumps; I was both shocked and aroused at how thick and black her pubic hair had grown in. She smiled mockingly and began to undress me. I struggled to maintain and not blow my load in my underwear.
When I was naked, she told me that tonight was going to be different; she was calling the shots and I would do exactly as I was told or I would regret my disobedience for a long time to come. In a very stern voice, she said, "Do you understand me?" I was in no position to debate; I readily agreed to obey her.
She told me kneel facing the couch, which I did. She then sat down in front of me, spread her legs and said one single word: "Eat." I immediately put my face between her thighs and began to greedily devour her sweet, swollen pu**y. She was so wet; she tasted so fucking good. in less than five minutes, she came in my mouth with a shout. I continued to eat her until she had orgasmed in my mouth three or four times. By now, I had lost count and was thinking only of pleasuring this magnificent, sexual being.
At last she told me I could stop and that it was now my turn. She told me that I was to do exactly as she said - nothing more, nothing less. I quickly said, "Whatever you say - you're the boss." She told me I was to rub the head of my c*ck in her thick, black muffin - and that I was not to even think of inserting it into her pu**y. I was so aroused that I didn't even care that I was being denied entry into her womanhood - I just wanted to be relieved of my three month load that was causing my c*ck to ache like it would explode. I began to rub the head of my c*ck in her thick, black muff, just as I was told to.
After three months of abstinence, I was not able to control myself for long. After less than two minutes, I shot a huge load of thick, hot come in my wife's pubic hair and all over her belly. She laughed and said, "Now THAT was impressive! But you have made quite a mess. You'll have to clean it up - using your mouth, of course. And swallow that come when you clean it up. Understand?" By now, I was so aroused that I would have done anything this woman told me to do. I went to work cleaning her come filled pubic hair, swallowing my own come as I carefully licked her clean, making certain I did not miss a drop. "How does it taste?" she asked. "Like almonds," I replied. "You like almonds, don't you?" "Yes," I replied. She laughed merrily and said, "What a good husband you are!"
After her muffin was clean, I licked up and swallowed every bit if my load from her belly. She then told me to service her again, so I dove in to her pu**y mouth first. I ate her as if my life depended on it. As she became more aroused from my relentless sucking and licking, she said, "Okay - now you can f*ck me. I want that big c*ck inside me." I was still hard, even though I had come like an explosion. I pushed my c*ck into her womanhood and began boning away like there was no tomorrow.
I tried to maintain, but it was a losing battle. Before long, I pumped another hot load deep into my wife. As I went soft, my c*ck slipped out of her. She smiled seductively and said, "You know what to do - be a good hubby and lick mama's pu**y clean." Without hesitation, my mouth replaced my c*ck. I licked and sucked all of my come out of her, leaving her fresh and clean.
After we went to bed, she held me closely and kissed me softly. She asked if I liked what she made me do. "I loved every second of it" was my reply. She said that she knew I would love it, and that there were many more different and thrilling activities to come. She informed me that from this day forward, every drop of my come that I shot into her or onto her would be cleaned and swallowed just as she had instructed me to do earlier. She said that from now on, she would call the shots with regard to sex and that I would follow her instructions to the letter. She told me tat one of her female friends has expressed an interest in watching me masturbate, and that at some point I would put on a show for her - and that I ..(continue confession)
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