Husband Turned Into Sex Toy

Kathy sent a video of me jerking off to her friend Mary. She made a date for Mary to join us on Saturday night. It was just Tuesday and I spent a good part of my day at work wondering what was going to happen over the weekend. I could feel some itching in my underwear. I guess that meant I need to get another shave.

When I got home from work, Kathy had already started dinner. She’s a beautiful woman, 5’8″ tall with a slim, small-breasted figure. I walked into the kitchen and admired her from behind as she was peeling vegetables for dinner. She heard me come in. She turned around and we kissed.

“Welcome home,” she said warmly. “While I make dinner why don’t you go upstairs and take your shower. Come back naked.”

I silently turned around and walked upstairs to our bedroom. I quickly undressed and went into the bathroom. Before showering, I got out the razor and made sure my pubic hair was completely removed. I itched a little in back, but there was nothing I could do about that.

The hot water in the shower felt wonderful. I soaped myself carefully from head to toe and rinsed well. My cock was rock hard as I imagined the fun I was going to have. I admit that I soaped it a little longer than usual. After my shower, I dried off and padded down the stairs completely naked.

Kathy was still in the kitchen. She was busy making shrimp stirfry. She turned her head, looked me up and down and smiled. “Good boy!”

“Thank you, ma’am.”

“Go out into the living room and watch some TV while I finish making dinner,” Kathy said.

I settled onto the couch and watched the TV news while the smells from the delicious stirfry wafted from the kitchen. When the food was ready we sat together at the table and chatted about work. Kathy didn’t say a word about Mary or why she wanted me naked.

After dinner, I took the dishes out to the kitchen and put them in the dishwasher. I washed the pots and dried them. Then I joined Kathy in the living room. “I’ll bet you are wondering why I wanted you naked right away,” Kathy said.

“Yes, ma’am, I am.”

“So far all of our fun has been for you. It’s your butt that was spanked and your penis that got to come. Don’t you think that’s a little unfair?”

“Yes, ma’am, it is,” I said softly.

“We are going to fix that,” Kathy said brightly. “From now on you won’t be having so many orgasms. In fact, you may have to wait some time between them.”

I didn’t like the sound of that at all. “In case you’re wondering, I expect to have a great deal more sex now that things have changed around here. Don’t you think that’s a good idea?”

“Yes, ma’am,” another soft response from me.

Kathy walked over to me, sat down close on the couch, and reached over and began playing with my penis. “This is my toy,” she said as she began masturbating me. “I can play with it just like I am now, or I can have you put it inside me. That doesn’t mean you can have an orgasm. This,” she said while gently pulling on my penis, “is my toy. Think of it as a dildo that happens to be attached to you. If I’m playing with it and you feel an overpowering need to squirt out that messy juice, let me know immediately. If you ejaculate without my permission, you will receive the spanking of your life. Do you understand?”

“Yes, ma’am,” I said somewhat breathlessly. Her massaging was getting to me. She dropped my penis.

“Fortunately, you have a good tongue and I can use that as well as my dildo.” She began massaging my penis again. She noticed that I was starting to get very excited. “No! No! Don’t you dare!” She slapped my hard cock. “That is for my pleasure, not yours. Follow me.”

She stood up, bent over, grabbed my cock and pulled hard. I scampered to my feet as quickly as I could. Without taking a beat, she rapidly walked to the stairs pulling me behind her like a toy wagon. Her grip was extremely hard and she was pulling enough for me to wonder if I was going to get injured.

Somehow, I got up the stairs with my penis still attached. “Stand here!” Kathy said while pointing to a spot at the foot of the bed. I quickly moved there and stood facing the headboard. Kathy slowly undressed. I enjoyed watching her get naked. She is just as beautiful as she was the day we were married. She lay down in the center of the bed with her legs open wide.

“Let’s see how that tongue works,” she said.

I quickly moved between her legs and buried my face in her soft, downy pussy. She was wet. I began licking her clit. “Oh no!” She said sharply. “First, clean me out.”

I raised my head and gave her a puzzled look. She sighed heavily. “Don’t lick my clit yet,” she said enunciating each word. “Lick inside. Clean me up there. If you do a good job, you might graduate to my clit.”

My head went down again. The inside of her pussy had a sharp, bitter taste. It wasn’t nearly as pleasant as the area above. I stuck my tongue out as far as I could and licked vigorously. I tried to capture every drop of moisture she was producing. The more I licked, the wetter it got. The taste grew milder, but was still sharp and acrid.

Finally, when my mouth was getting very tired, she said, “Good boy. That felt very nice. Now, move up and lick my clit.”

I moved my mouth up and began vigorously licking and sucking on her tender clit. She moaned. “Very good boy!”

I kept going. It didn’t take long before she was shuddering and making loud mewing noises. I love the way Kathy sounds when she comes. She had an orgasm that seemed to last five minutes. When she finally settled down, I stopped licking and looked up at her.

“What are you doing?” She said sharply. “Did I tell you to stop?”

“No, ma’am.”

“Get back to work!”

I moved my mouth down and began licking her clit again. My jaw hurt from being open so long. My tongue was tired and I really wanted to rest. I felt her hand slap the back of my head. “Ouch!” I yelled.

“Get moving!”

I sped up. After what felt like an eternity at a she convulsed again for a second huge orgasm. This time, when she relaxed I knew better than to stop. I just kept licking.

Three more orgasms later, she grabbed my hair and pulled my head up. “Good boy!” You will be doing a lot of that. Maybe not just for me,” she said mysteriously.

I was tired. My cock was rock hard. Kathy couldn’t see that because I was still on my stomach. “Stand up, and stand at the foot of the bed.”

I slowly got to my feet and waited at the foot of the bed. Kathy smiled, noticing my erection. “I don’t know if you noticed it,” she said, “but a lot of liquid seems to have dripped out while you were servicing me. I think that needs cleaning up.” She rolled over onto her stomach, opened her legs wide, turned her head, and said, “a lot of it seems to have gotten into my ass crack. Get that tongue in there and clean me out.” She turned her head back into the pillow.

Good thing! I made a face. “Don’t you make a face at me!” 
She must have eyes in the back of her head. I got back onto the bed and knelt between her legs. I spread her cheeks and licked her crack.

“Why did you stop?” She said sharply. I had stopped because I had licked the entire length of her crack from her pussy all the way up to the small of her back. “Get back to work! You will lick my crack until I tell you you are done. I also want you to show your appreciation by getting your tongue deep into my ass as far as you possibly can. French kiss me there.”

This was new! Kathy had not bathed before we began. There was a bit of a smell in her crack when I started. The first lick took care of that. I deeply kissed her anus imagining it to be her soft, warm mouth. I don’t know how long she made me do this, but my tongue was very sore when she finally told me to stop. “Stand at the foot of the bed.”

I slowly got up and stood up on somewhat shaky knees. My cock had grown soft. The strain of working my tongue in and out of her distracted me from my arousal. “You aren’t hard anymore,” Kathy observed. “Come here.”

I moved along the side of the bed until I was next to her head. She reached out and started playing with my penis. I responded at once. “That’s better,” she said. “Do you remember what I told you about not being allowed to come without permission?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Her hand kept moving. “That means you can’t masturbate or do anything else that might make you come. You aren’t going to be able to come tonight. Still, I want to feel you inside me. You know what to do.”

I slowly moved between her legs and gently stuck my penis inside her very wet pussy. I began thrusting immediately. “Watch yourself! If you get close, I want you to pull out immediately. Understood?”

“Yes, ma’am.” In the time it took her to say that, I could feel myself getting ready to ejaculate. I quickly lifted my body off of her and stayed on my knees where nothing could touch my penis. I could feel it pulsing up and down with frustration.

“Good boy!”

“Thank you, ma’am,” I panted.

“Go into the bathroom and get a warm washcloth and a towel and come clean me up.”

I used the washcloth and towel to remove all traces of sex. My cock still smelled of Kathy. “Now, join me in bed,” she said, and we can watch TV the rest of the evening. Don’t you dare touch that penis!”

“Yes, ma’am”

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