First Night Home

My husband had been one for military training a little over five months before he got to come home for a two week break. While I missed him for many reasons, sex was definitely near the top of the list. I picked him up at the airport and brought him home to our apartment. On the short drive he talked about his only goal being a hot shower after the long day of traveling. He immediately took his bag back to the bedroom when we got home. I decided to wait until he settled in before pouncing on him. I knew one, sure fire, way to get him in the mood. He always said my blow jobs were the best, and I couldn’t remember him ever turning one down.

As soon as I heard him in the shower, I made my way back to the bedroom. I stripped and sat in the middle of the bed to wait for him. I saw that he had moved our toy box to the end of the bed. Perhaps I wouldn’t have to work too hard to get him going.

“I guess I know what’s on your mind.” He chuckled when he came into the bedroom. I just smiled at him and motioned for him to come over to the bed. He sat on the bottom edge of the bed and immediately started digging in the toy box.

“I decided to give you a blow job to start your stay.” I told him as I moved to the bottom of the bed.
“You decided, did you?” He asked, sounding amused. He turned towards me, holding the wrist cuffs off of our under the mattress bondage set.

“What are you going to do with those?” I asked coyly. My pussy was already wet.
“I think you know what they’re for.” He said as he strapped one on my right wrist. I love playing bondage games, and he knows it. After he had both cuffs in place, he latched them together behind my back.

“Well, this is different.” I teased. He didn’t say anything in response, but went back to the toy box. He held a black leather collar and one hand and a leash in the other. This made me a tad nervous, but extremely aroused. We had talked about getting them before, but I didn’t realized he had bought them.

“I brought you a gift.” He smiled as he fastened the buckle on the collar at the back of my neck. He clipped the leash to the collar’s ring and then used it to steer me to the floor in front of him. Once I got situated on my knees before him, I leaned towards his lap. I was eager to suck him off. He pulled my head up using the leash, and I shot him a slightly annoyed glance.

“Oh, no. You have to hear the new rules first.” He told me. He used a stern voice, but his face was lit up with a wicked grin. “First, I’ve spent the past five months having to call almost everyone I see ‘sir’. I think it’s time I got to hear someone say it to me, don’t you?”

“Yes sir.” I answered tartly. This new attitude of his was getting me so hot, but I was still a bit nervous. This was a bit more dom than I was used to from him, so I didn’t really know what to expect. I wasn’t really afraid, we’d enjoyed bondage games in the past and had discussed the limits before.

“Very good. Now, you mentioned before that you wanted to suck my cock?” He smiled and began to work his semi-hard cock with his free hand.

“Yes sir.” I told him.

“Why don’t you ask real nice, and maybe I’ll let you.” He suggested.

“Please, may I suck your cock, sir?” I asked, barely managing to suppress the eye roll.

“Hmmm… It doesn’t sound like you really want to. Why don’t you beg me?” He asked in the same tone he might use to suggest I wear a different shirt to dinner.

“Please let me suck your cock sir. I want to so bad. I’ve been waiting so long for the chance to give you a blow job. Please let me, I need to feel your hard cock in my mouth, sir.” I begged, trying to find the correct phrasing that he wanted to hear.

“Does my slut really need to that bad?” He asked.

“Yes sir. Please?” I asked. Instead of answering, he used the leash to pull me forward. He kept his left hand at the base, pulling back the foreskin for a better feeling. I started tonguing and sucking at the head, the way I knew he liked it. I heard the leash fall, then felt his right hand get a firm hold of the hair on the back of my head.

“You can go deeper than that.” He told me and started pushing against the back of my head. I stopped when my mouth was a little more than full, just over half way down his shaft. It was slightly deeper than I usually took him, so I thought that would be enough. I was wrong.

“You’re going to take it all. After all, you need it so bad.” He mocked, “I want to feel your lip on my balls, slut.” He told me and pushed harder. Feeling him force his whole cock into my throat wasn’t entirely pleasant, but damn did it get my pussy wet! I could feel his sack against my bottom lip and chin and I focused hard on not choking.

“See, bitch, I knew you could take it all.” He groaned as he held my head against his crotch. I felt his fingers tighten in my hair, and wondered if he was already going to cum. My thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of him pulling my head back by my hair. He pulled back until I had just the head again, which I sucked hard, but then he forced my head back down all the way. He forced my mouth up and down his shaft a few more times before easing his hold and letting me take over. I continued to take as much as I could each time I went down (though I couldn’t get the whole thing without his ‘help’), and focused on the head for a moment when I came up. We went on like this for a little over five minutes when he used my hair to pull me away from him.
“Something wrong?” I panted. He took his left hand from the base of his cock to land a light slap on my tit. It wasn’t painful, but I felt it.

“Don’t speak unless questioned, and don’t forget to call me ‘sir’. Understand?” He demanded.
“Yes sir.” I answered. I saw the smile on his face that meant he knew just how hot this was getting me. My cunt was soaked. He helped me up to kneel on the bed, and then pushed down on my shoulders until I was laying over my knees. I heard him rummaging in the toy box again.
“You’re doing well, but I think with some incentive, you could do better.” He told me. I heard him pump the bottle of lube a few times, and after a brief pause, I heard it again but this time I felt the cold liquid on my asshole. He didn’t say anything as he began to insert the tip of our larger plug into me. I hadn’t played with this plug since just after he left, and I knew it was going to be tight. I’m sure my moans and gasps indicated some discomfort as well as pleasure as he continued to force the plug in. He used plenty of lube and seemed to be taking care not to cause too much pain or any tearing, but he wasn’t nearly as gentle as he usually was. He left me lay there with my plugged ass in the air after he got it all the way in. I heard him washing the excess lube off of his hands in the bathroom.

“You like that plug in your ass, slut?” He asked as he shoved two fingers in my soaking wet cunt.
“Yes sir.” I moaned, loving the feel of his fingers in me.

“I got your ass filled nice and tight, but we can’t forget your nice juicy pussy.” He told me. I got even wetter, thinking he was ready to fuck me now. “Ask me to fill your cunt for you.”

“Please fill my cunt with your cock sir!” I moaned as he slid a third finger in.

“Oh, I’ll fill your cunt, but you’re not done sucking my cock yet.” He told me. I felt the cold head of a toy cock at my opening. I knew immediately it was the massive toy we owned. Though it wasn’t much bigger than my husband’s cock, not matter how many times he or I fucked me with it, it was always tight. As soon as he eased the head in, he shoved half of it inside me, hard.

“Is my little slut full?” He asked.

“Yes sir.” I groaned as I grinded against the toy.

“I think you can take more.” He commented and then shoved the rest in until I could feel the base against my pussy lips. He helped me get back to my position on the floor and used the leash to pull my head up as he played with the speed dial on the remote for my anal plug.
“You want to finish sucking my cock, bitch?” He asked, turning the vibration all the way up to high. While the set up would be enough to keep me a the peak of arousal for quite some time, I knew it wouldn’t be enough to get me off.

“Yes sir. Please let me suck you off.” I begged as I tried to grind the toy in my cunt against the floor.

“You will have exactly ten minutes to make me cum. If you take a second longer, I will tie you to the bed and leave those toys in you all night. Understand?” He asked. I knew that would be a long and frustrating night for me, but I thought I could get him off.

“Yes sir.” I answered.

“Also, you must keep both toys all the way in until I remove them. Lastly, when I cum, you will swallow all of it and clean any cum from my cock before it comes out of your mouth.” He said as he pulled my leash to get me to his cock. He held the base again and replaced his right hand (this time holding the remote to my plug) on the back of my head.

“Your time starts now.” He ordered as soon as my lips closed around his cock. I worked his cock just like before, taking as much as I could and then working the head. The motion of my body as I sucked him caused the toy in my cunt to move. It felt wonderful and I frequently moaned around his cock, which I knew made it feel much better for him. He constantly played with the remote for the plug, taking it from the off position to the highest speed and everywhere in between. Every few strokes, he would push on the back of my head until I took his whole cock in my mouth, and then hold it there while he put the plug on high.

I didn’t know how long it took, but it didn’t seem like ten minutes, when he forced my head all the way down as he let out a low moan. He held my face tight to his crotch as he shot his load in my throat. When he left go, I sucked hard the whole way up his shaft to make sure I got any cum off of his cock.

“God, that was good.” He groaned. He turned the plug off and took a few minutes to catch his breath. Next, he helped me up onto the bed into the same position as before, but this time he latched a wrist to each corner of the bed.

“What?!” I demanded, horrified, “There was no way that took more than ten minutes!”

My rant was answered by a solid slap to my raised ass.

“Seems I should do something to help stop that mouth of yours from getting you into trouble.” He chuckled as he rummaged through the toy box again.

“Open your mouth, slut.” He ordered. I saw he was holding our small plug (which had been thoroughly cleaned since it’s last use). I opened my mouth and let him shove it in. “Close your lips around the neck of it.” As soon as I complied, he tied my bandana around my face to hold my gag in place.

“There now, that should help stifle any more outbursts. You achieved your task in your time limit. You will be allowed to cum at least once tonight, but I’m not ready to let you.” He turned the plug up to the highest setting, “I think I remember this thing having more power than that.”

He took a moment to change the batteries, and turned it on again. This time, when he got it back to high, I let out a needful moan into my gag.

“That’s better. Now, I’m going to leave you like this until I’m ready to use my bitch again. When I do come back, I expect to find you in this position and those toys exactly as they are now. Do you understand?” He punctuated the question with another firm slap on my ass.

“Yes sir.” I mumbled into my gag and nodded my head. He left the room and I stayed where I was awaiting his return and wondering what was going to happen next… (to be continued)