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I have had the most exciting year! I have had a fantasy revolving
around female domination, but my wife was never willing to indulge in the
fantasy with me. Then my birthday came. At the end of the day, Emma had
still not given me a present. When I went to get into bed, I found a
brightly wrapped box sitting on my pillow. I opened it to find a photo
album. Inside was a picture of Emma in a lacy white dress. The lighting
was such that her silhouette was visible through her dress.

I was confused though since this was the only picture in the album
although there were several empty pages. Just then Emma came into the
bedroom wearing a very sexy teddy. She wished me “Happy Birthday” and
then kissed me deeply. The kiss led to a leisurely session of foreplay.
Some time later Emma climbed astride me and began to slowly ride my cock.
She asked me if I had enjoyed my present. I told her that I had, but
that I was wondering about the empty pages. Emma then informed me that
there was a second part of the gift. She advised me that she was now
willing to indulge in my female domination fantasy for one year. This
news excited me and the rate of my thrusts increased making my wife’s ride
a bit bumpier. Emma told me that for the next year, I was to act as her
sexual slave. She would decide when, where and how we had sex. She would
determine when I could come. I was never to turn down any sexual demand
of hers – no matter how outrageous. And finally, one night a month, I was
to pick-up and take care of the kids while she went out on the town. I
was not to ask her any questions about her evenings out and on those
nights I would find a package containing additional photos for my album.

Emma then said that if I broke any of her rules at any time, that the
fantasy would immediately end and she would never indulge my fantasy
again. She then asked if I was willing to accept the rest of my present.
I yelled “Yes!” just as I exploded deep in her pussy. “Great” she said,
“Now you can start being my slave and clean up your mess.” With that she
lifted herself from my cock and straddled my face. She had shaved her
pussy a few days before and her slick cunt was wet and sticky from our
combined juices. She rode my tongue and made me lap up my come until she
had had two powerful orgasms.

I spent the next month learning my role as a sex slave. I learned how to
eat pussy for hours on end and I became an expert at massage. Then one
Friday afternoon I received a call from Emma. She told me that I was to
take care of the kids and that she would be home later. She also told me
that I would find an envelope of pictures under my pillow. My cock
swelled in anticipation.

I got the kids fed, bathed and asleep in record time. I crawled into bed
and opened the envelope. Inside was a picture of Emma in the same white
dress that she had on in the first picture. However, in this one she was
kissing a tall black man. His back was to the camera, but I could clearly
see that his hand was inside the top of the dress and cupping her left
breast. The picture was so exciting that despite my mistress’ strict
warning, I began to masturbate and quickly came all over the sheet.

At about 2 a.m. I heard Emma’s car pull into the garage. She came into
the bedroom and when I told her I was awake she turned on the light so I
could watch her undress. She took off her high heels. With her back to
me, she slipped out of her dress to reveal that she was only wearing a
garter belt and stockings! She came over to the side of the bed and
placed a foot on the rail of the waterbed and slowly rolled off her
stockings. First one leg and then the other. This put her pussy only
inches away from me. She had begun to let her pubic hair grow back and it
was now a nice downy patch around her pussy lips. Her pubic hair was wet
and matted and the musky smell of sex permeated the air. There was no
doubt that she had been freshly fucked.

As she undressed she asked how I had enjoyed the picture. I told her
that it was great and then asked who the man was. She whirled around and
slapped me hard across the face. “No questions are allowed” she snarled.
Then she smiled, “I guess you can have one mistake, but don’t make it
again.” She then climbed into bed and immediately straddled my face. I
began to lick her slit and sample the salty taste of another man’s sperm
in her warm pussy. “His name is Dave” she whispered. When she had had
an orgasm my wife rolled off my face and pointed to the wet spot on the
sheet. She asked if I had masturbated and when I sheepishly admitted that
I had, she said “Well, I hope it was good because you won’t have another
orgasm for a month!”

True to her word, one month later I still had not enjoyed an orgasm.
She, however, had a very active month with nightly bouts with one of her
vibrators or my nimble tongue. Again, I received a call at work with my
wife advising me that she was again going out on the town. Once the kids
were in bed I found my promised envelope and quickly opened it. Inside
was a another picture of Emma and Dave. This time she was facing the
camera with Dave standing behind her. Her dress was gone and she was
wearing a matching white bra, garter belt and panties with white
stockings. Her bra was half off and Dave was cupping her breasts,
rolling her nipples between his fingers and nuzzling her neck. From the
expression on her face she was clearly enjoying his attention.

I awoke when Emma kissed me at 3 a.m. She had already stripped and
crawled into bed. The moment I saw her, my cock sprang to attention. She
reached under the covers and felt my rigid cock. She smiled and said, “I
see you were able to control yourself, so I guess you may have a reward
tonight.” She then arranged herself on top of me into a sixty-nine
position. Her pussy was wet and salty and I knew that I was licking
another man’s come from her cunt. Emma said that she would suck me, but
I was not to come in her mouth and was to give her plenty of warning
before I came. Given my month of forced celibacy, I was ready to shoot in
no time. I yelled that I was near and she rolled off me and pushed my
legs up over my head. She then grabbed my cock and began pumping it. I
shot what seemed like gallons of come all over my face. Laughing, Emma
crawled to her side of the bed and went to sleep.

Originally posted 2008-04-21 11:00:47.

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