My wife Melissa told me a few weeks ago that she was sexually frustrated and would like to take a lover. Hearing those words was like a punch in the gut. And while I have fantasied about her with other men, I said that I would never agree to such a risky and frankly terrifying circumstance.
Then, the other day, during one of our sweet, gentle, and totally unsatisfying (for her) lovemaking rituals where I was slowly pushing myself in and out of her, she suddenly flipped me on my back. What started as an easy and uneventful session quickly turned into an intense and overwhelming physical act.
She started rocking on me, fully engulfing me inside of her and then lifting herself almost completely off. Then quickly plunging downward, and then just as quickly, lifting herself off. It only took five plunges for me to feel my orgasm starting to formulate. Sensing this, she stopped rocking and slapped me hard across my face two times. Her sudden outburst quelled my budding orgasm, and I was seeing stars.
Before the stinging died down, she started rocking on me again, this time, with a firm grip around my neck. She has a sinister grin on her face as she expertly brought me back to the edge.
I began moaning. “Don’t even try it,” she said, as her grip on my neck tightened. I fought back my orgasm with all my will, trying to focus on anything but how incredible it felt being inside of her.
I was clearly no match for her sexually. Her sudden dominance and display of erotic mastery had me in utter awe of her.
She continued to rock up and down while gripping my neck, as she took her other hand and pried open my mouth. She pushed in two fingers and started pushing them in and out.
“Suck,” she said through her grin. It was too much. I did as she said. As I neared the point of no return, she withdraw her fingers, and I felt two more brutal slaps across my cheeks. I again saw stars as my orgasm was frightened away.
I had never been this turned on in my life, but it didn’t seem to phase Melissa even for a second. She held her hips motionless to make sure I didn’t orgasm as she plunged her fingers back into my mouth.
She brought her face to my ear. “Suck, boy” she whispered.
She resumed her rocking. She plunged down and then back up on me while pumping her fingers in and out of my mouth in sync. I whimpered as I pleaded with my eyes for her to let me orgasm.
Melissa, sensing I was at my breaking point, looked me in the eyes, and said, “I am taking a lover. Understood?”
I was beside myself. This was not at all what I wanted. But I found myself nodding instantly and frantically.
“I am taking a lover,” she repeated. “Do I have your support?” She rocked faster and i was immediately on the edge once again. “Do I?” she asked, as she raised her hand high, ready to deliver punishing blows to my already reddened face. “Say it!” she demanded.
“Yes, yes, okay!” I shouted.
She rocked on me and delivered a devastating slap across my cheek. “Say it!” she barked and landed another slap. My eyes began to tear.
“Yes, yes, please take a lover!” I begged.
Her grin widened as she fingered my mouth deeper and started rocking with abandon on me. “Again!” she demanded.
My words were mumbled as I was taking through her fingers. “Please, take a lover, get a boyfriend, do anything you want!” I sputtered out, practically begging her to cheat on me. She gagged me with her fingers as she continued rocking. My orgasm took over my body and I climaxed as I never did before.
As my orgasm subsided, my body fell limp. She removed her fingers from my mouth and put her arms around me. I sobbed audibly.
“Good boy” she said. “I am glad we’ve come to an understanding.”
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