SW story
"Darling! I'm leaving this weekend!" she announced from the doorway, kicking off her thin stiletto heels on the go and padding barefoot into the kitchen. He watched as she unbuttoned her semi-transparent blouse, revealing her breasts in a luxurious lace bra. She always wore expensive lingerie, believing she deserved the best, and she got the best!
"Mmm, smells delicious! I love it when you cook!" She tossed her blouse onto a chair, kissed his bare shoulder, turned her back to him, and asked:
"Sweetie, take my skirt off!"
He didn't ask unnecessary questions. Why would he? He understood perfectly well that she always did what she wanted.
And she simply presented him with a fait accompli. And now she stood with her back to him, arching her appetizing butt in a tight skirt, paying no attention to the stirring in his pants, and tasted the sauce he was preparing."What are you staring at? I'm as hungry as a wolf!" she turned and slapped him painfully with the wooden spatula she had just licked with relish a second ago, leaving a burning, scarlet mark on his skin.
He pressed his bare torso against her, holding her tightly in a vise-like grip, not letting her move, inhaling the scent of her perfume mixed with the personal, sweetish smell of her body, and in retaliation, bit her neck.
"How was your day?" he politely inquired, unzipping her skirt. He slowly pulled it down, revealing her long, slender legs to his gaze. He carefully folded it and hung it over the chair.
She understood perfectly well what state he was in now and decided to tease him a little more. With a jump, she sat on the countertop, crossed her legs, and without removing her bra, simply pulled it down. Her neat breasts, with small, perky nipples, now looked at him reproachfully and demanded that he do something urgently. He came close, pressed against her knees, decided this wouldn't do at all, and spread her legs, throwing them over his shoulders. Taking both nipples between his fingers, she began to play with them, tuning herself like a sexual radio. The pressure of his fingers grew stronger, she began twisting them non-stop, and now they were stretched forward as far as possible, twisted 360 degrees.
"I can't do everything myself!" she exclaimed indignantly. She grabbed him by the hair and forcefully pushed him to his knees. She jumped off the countertop and demanded that he use his teeth to pull down her panties.
"Sorry!" he managed to utter before she impatiently shoved his face into her crotch. Holding his head firmly, she set the amplitude of his movements herself. He, like an obedient puppy, stuck out his tongue and was happy to lick his mistress where she demanded. She threw her leg over his shoulder, providing more open access. Up and down, up and down, he felt her skin pulsing under her fingers. She didn't let him move, didn't allow any unnecessary movements to the side, completely controlling the entire process. He could suffocate when she wanted to feel his tongue deeper inside her and the pressure of his nose on her clit.
She smoothly moved to a chair and made herself comfortable. She spread her legs apart, and before him appeared her smoothly shaven pussy in all its glory. Which, after his diligent efforts, shone from his saliva and was reddened from the friction of his chin and nose. She didn't like any conventional cunnilingus techniques. She loved using a man's face and tongue at her discretion. Sometimes like a rag, as if wiping her flowing hole on him. Sometimes his nose served as a little cock for her clit; she would sit on it and ride it until she came violently on his face. Then she would freeze, giving his tongue a chance to clean her up.
"Suck my clit!" she demanded. "As if it's my little cock, and you're my obedient cocksucker! Mmm... You'd make an excellent whore..."
Pre-cum was oozing abundantly from his cock, and he felt like a bitch in heat. A bitch who pleases her mistress and all her whims for a possible reward.
She released his head and grabbed the chair with her hands. Orgasm was already close; he began working his tongue more diligently, increasing the pace of his movements. He grabbed her ass, lifting her off the chair, threw her legs over his shoulders, and buried his lips in her clit.
"Holy fuck..."
He heard a deep, drawn-out moan and felt her go limp in his hands. He shoved his tongue into her hole and began slowly sucking out her juices. She breathed heavily and moaned with pleasure until he licked her clean.
He sat at her feet and waited for her to come down and pay attention to him.
"You want a treat for your work? Well, I'll give you 30 seconds. And no hands!"
She stood with her back to him, lay her chest on the table, turned on the timer on her phone, and spread her buttocks with her hands.
"Time's started!"
Taking off his pants and underwear took a precious 4 seconds, getting his cock into her without using his hands took another 5 seconds. He grabbed the edges of the table and began pounding her as if it were the last fuck of his life. With bated breath, he watched the last seconds melt away. In the kitchen, only the sounds of the bubbling sauce on the stove and the squelching of his cock in her pussy could be heard.
How he loved fucking her huge, gaping hole! To slosh around in it and know that your little cock is too small for her to give her pleasure. To realize that she only allows you to slosh around in her and jerk off against the walls of her vagina. To imagine how real, big, thick cocks fuck her instead of you...
He wasn't looking at the timer anymore. He saw before his eyes how his wife was being fucked in all her holes, roughly fucked in the mouth and ass! Things she never allowed him to do to her. So he didn't notice how, in a matter of seconds, she slid off his cock, picked up the plate on which the sauce spatula was lying, and held it in front of him. She grabbed his cock with two fingers and, while jerking him off, made him cum violently onto the plate.
Turning off the sauce, which had miraculously not burned during this time, she turned to him with a mysterious look and sparkling eyes.
"I have grand plans for the weekend! I'll tell you all the details as soon as I get out of the shower. Open a bottle of wine, darling! And serve whatever you cooked, I'm terribly hungry! Oh yes, and this is your dinner tonight, my love!" and she handed him the plate with his semen.