Her sex life was not boring she just wanted to spice it up a bit. In the back of shop she found a shelf with numerous blue bottles of Spanish fly. Not sure what to go with she purchased one of each and hurried home eager to try out her little treat with her husband. She read the Blue bottle and neatly printed on it was the following: Place three drops of SF in drink, and watch the sparks fly.
The brown bottle said: Follow SF directions except no alcohol. Curious, but of little importance, she believed at the time. When her husband arrived she quickly placed three drops each of SF in identical drinks of tequila. She made no mention of this to him to test the true impact of the SF. It turned out there was no impact. The next day she tried four drops and the day after five, still nothing happened. Finally on the fourth day she put three drops of the Mexican fly in her glass of tequila.
Her husband had requested no alcohol that day as he had been required to drink lunch with a client. After they had both finished there drinks she confessed the whole thing to her husband. After all five minutes had passed and she felt nothing.
However, by the time she finished her story eight minutes had passed and she was feeling something. That something was a tingling, it had started in her toes and fingers but quickly spread through her body.
Before long that tingly feeling was focused between her legs and in her nipples and as it faded from the rest of her body except from her mouth that feeling grew even more intense. It was less than 15 minutes since she had finished her drink and that feeling had begun to change, the tingles were becoming hot and more intense. Her ability to focus on anything other than what her body was feeling was growing more and more difficult, that is until she saw his pants.
It was the bulge, the bulge of his member pressing and straining against his pants eager to get out and be free of its constraints.
She was not really aware of her actions per say. She moved but without conscious effort her body dragged by something to his. She reached for his pants and freed him. He sprung out harder than she could ever remember. He reached for her ass if in a daze but she avoided him by dropping to the ground her mouth poised inches from him, her warm breath flowing over him making him even harder if that was possible.
Gently she kissed the tip. Sticking her tongue out she let it roll over the head using her own wetness to coat his head so that when she backed off for a second it glistened in the light. She plunged back but this time she took more than just his head in her mouth for a kiss. Her one hand reached down and gently grasped his balls as the other grabbed his ass as if to keep from escaping. Her mouth began to slide up and down his member taking him deeper in her mouth than ever before.
He moaned his pleasure and tried to reach for her breast. She pulled away slightly not because her nipples were not desperate for his attention but because she was not finished with her self assigned task.
She stopped when she was ready, stood and began to disrobe her intent to impale herself on his cock as soon as she could get out of her clothing. It was here that he was able to finally take control of the situation. He stopped her hands from undoing her blouse and he proceeded to remove her clothing caressing and touching her everywhere as he proceeded. He uncovered her luscious mounds with his hands and grabbed each nipple between the thumb and forefinger of his hands he pulled on those stiff hard, yet soft nubs, eliciting a moan of pure pleasure that was torn from her lips.
His mouth soon replaced his fingers on first one breast and then the other. Meanwhile his hands freed explored both her backside and her front. She made no attempt to stop him but in fact aided him at every juncture. Soon he had one hand buried between her legs while the other kneaded her tight ass as she pushed her body against his.
Finally he was able to focus enough to move her to the couch. She sprawled legs spread and welcoming. He did not resist her allure for long but dived on her muff like he was starving and that the only source of sustenance. It did not take long for her lust soaked pussy to explode in waves of sexual release.
At this point very little if any actual words had been spoken. If they had just continued as they had been perhaps all they would have had was a night of uninhibited wild passionate sex. But fate stepped in or perhaps an insatiable need and changed their relationship forever. Ok if you want me to fuck you, you must beg me, beg…your master to fuck you. He had always wanted to be the master and own her as his slave at least in play ; she had always refused claiming it was demeaning and disrespectful.
She reached and grabbed his rod and tried to force him inside of her. For the first time in their married life he refused her, denied her request and held back, even his fingers had stopped their manipulation of her clit and pussy. Her eyes widen in shock and real panic began to engulf her. She needed to be fucked, she needed a cock now! There was no time to find another she had to have a cock inside of her now.
In desperation she tried to manipulate her clit, thinking another orgasm would give her time to think. He had stood up now, watching her play with her clit, his large cock dangling a mere distance from her and her need.
She came but instead of relief her need had increased beyond any rational thought. I will do anything you say only put your cock inside of me. Once I begin to lick your pussy you may plead and beg for me to fuck you. If…and only if you act like the slave you are, will I fuck you! After and only after you have said it twenty one times you may beg and plead with your master to fuck his slave. Her performance was not perfect there were moans and earth shattering orgasms that impinged her statement but finally she had said it the required amount of times, finally she could beg her master to fuck her.
Finally he agreed but had one last requirement. He had intended to ease his way in, but his own needs were growing as desperate as hers, fortunately her pussy was well lubricated and he slid in to the hilt with an ease he had not known in years. Occasionally of late, she had been a little dry and consequently sex might be painful if he did not ensure her pussy was wet and slick. He pumped hard driving into her for several minutes. Time to test her resolve he thought. When he pulled out, he expected her to complain or at least forget her agreement.
Instead, he was more than pleasantly surprised when she practically dived on his cock, her mouth and tongue busy licking and sucking like it was her only vocation. He pulled her away for a kiss and she responded, but not with a moan, but with a whimper and a plea.
After a while he ordered her to spread her legs and he returned the favor licking and sucking away at her pussy and clit, seven minutes and three orgasms later he moved up to her breast and then her mouth. She did not attempt to pull away in fact it was the opposite, her mouth sought out his licking and kissing her tongue probing deep.
He lifted himself and plunged deep back inside of her, if anything she was even wetter. They continued in this manner, with some variations eventually coming in her mouth once and her pussy twice. Neither of them actually counted all of her orgasms. If one were to ask he would have guessed in the twenties, she might have said the thirties but she counted even the small ones that seemed to burst upon her at odd moments. When they had both had their fill they collapsed in their bed.
Yes they had finally made it there. Unable to stay awake they both slept like they had been awake for days. They only slept that deep and unnatural sleep for about an hour. Perhaps if it had been day time they would have awoken but as it was they both fell into a more natural sleep. Jane awoke first, she had left something undone last night, and it had pulled her from her sleep with a relentless urge to finish the job she had somehow neglected.
With out knowing why she moved her face closer to his cock. It was crusted with the remains of their passion. With out a further thought she proceeded to lick and suck his cock clean. By the time she had finished her duties his cock was once again hard and ready.
Dared she wake him? He had not told her not to, but would he want her to? She continued to lick and suck at his cock hoping her manipulations would wake him. Finally success he opened his eyes. They moved and moaned for about ten minutes before he was spewing into her.
She quickly dismounted and placed her mouth to catch any remaining cum before she cleaned him off; using her one hand on her pussy to catch their fluids now dripping out and then rubbing them on his penis so that she could lick it again. Tell me something Jane what is with this master stuff? We were done playing that last night, though I must say I enjoyed your waking me by blow job and a morning fuck. I am your slave and you are my master. She looked a little confused as if not sure why I asked the question.
How would you help me take these women and make them mine?