Carter's
Sunday
Carter
had awoken early in anticipation of a full day of cleaning and shopping. Because his skin was still tender from the
debilitating cream he found one of Georgia's satin nightgowns and slipped it
on. It felt so cool and wonderful
against his skin and he wrote himself a mental note to try and find one of his
own. He still remembered Georgia's
instructions but they seemed kind of foggy and far away. Since the compulsions were not as
overwhelming as they had been in the past, he made his way to the kitchen and
put on a pot of coffee. He did tidy up a
little while he waited for it to perk but he did not feel guilty when he poured
a cup and sat down to enjoy it. Holding
the cup under his nose, he inhaled the
wonderful aroma and he could almost feel the caffeine being absorbs by his
nasal passages and being carried into his lungs. The only things that could make this moment
better, he thought would be if Georgia was here and perhaps a cigarette to
share with her. He thought it odd that
the thought of a cigarette had permeated his mind. He had not smoked in years and he thought
that the desire had completely left him, but he knew that if he had a pack
right now, he would be withdrawing a stick from the package and putting it
between his lips.
He
suddenly felt very much alone and he reached for his phone to send his wife a
text. He asked her when she was coming
home. He told her he missed her and that
he would be willing to do everything she asked if she would just come and hold
him for a few minutes each day. He
actually was surprised when his phone signaled an incoming message before his
had hardly had time to reach her. His
heart melted with happiness as he read her words of encouragement. "I will be home soon and we will work
everything out. Remember that I love you
and keep your head up. By the way, I love seeing you in my robe."
Carter
felt a large amount of relief wash over him.
Georgia was coming home and she had declared that everything would be
okay. But now he was unsure of exactly
what he was supposed to do while he waited.
Just last evening she had ordered him to go shopping for lingerie, but
did that order still hold true? And
although his compulsion from cleaning seemed to be lifted, did that mean that
he did not have to clean at all? He
decided to get dressed in his normal casual clothes and then check the house to
see what needed to be done. He almost
wished that Georgia had given him specific instructions, as then everything
would be clear to him.
The next few hours went
slowly as Carter tried to find enough to keep himself busy but finally he heard
the car pull into the drive and he rushed to the front door to greet his
wife. She was all smiles as she came up
the walk. She opened her arms in
invitation and he gladly slipped inside them and then they wrapped around him
in a warm embrace. He felt a few happy
tears form in the corners of his eyes as he buried his head against her
shoulders. Then she gently reached her
hand below his chin and pulled his face upward so that they were looking into
each other's eyes. Slowly she tilted her
head a little to the side and allowed her lips to meet his. At first,
it was just a gentle kiss but then it
became deeper and more urgent. Her
tongue invaded his mouth and she seemed to want to taste every inch.
Finally coming to his
senses, he pulled her inside the house, never breaking contact with her
lips. He turned her as they entered and
kicked the door closed with his heel. He
did not want to break the tightness of the embrace but he also wanted to feel
naked skin and in order to accomplish that he had to use his hands. Georgia also seemed in a frenzy to get his
clothes removed and it seemed her hands were busy with every button that held
fabric together. He was pulling her
toward the bedroom and she was pushing him in the same direction. Never before had he felt such an urgency to
meld together with any woman. He felt
his shirt dropping off of his shoulders at the same time he was pulling her
blouse from hers. Both of them broke the
embrace just long enough to shake their arms from the sleeves of the garments
and then they began working frantically on his pants and her skirt. His pants and her skirt dropped almost at the
same time tangling both of their ankles.
Fortunately, they were in the
hallway so when they started to fall the wall kept them from going down. But that broke the spell as Georgia broke out
laughing.
"Wow, we haven't
been this hot for each other in a long time.
But perhaps we should walk the rest of the way to the bed. We have all night to finish what we started
in the entranceway."
"Well, let's go
then. I don't want to waste a minute
without you in my arms."
They found their way
to the bed and lay down side by side.
The urgency was gone and now they found tenderness in each other's
embrace. Gentle kisses were followed by
his attention to her breasts and nipples with both his fingers and his
tongue. And she reciprocated by gently
nipping at the skin just below his earlobes
which caused electric jolts of pleasure to travel all the way to the base of
his penis. And then her lips found his
again, her tongue once again invading his mouth and searching and tasting. She sucked on his tongue and he felt his
salivary glands producing moisture, which she gladly accepted into her mouth
and then she returned some of her own to his.
Her fingers found the
head of his cock and gently stroked up and down until she could feel him start
to swell and then she stopped; wishing to keep him as hard as possible for as
long as possible. He let out a little
groan of frustration but she flipped around and quickly stifled it by
straddling his mouth with her hips. Now
with his mouth firmly on her pussy lips,
she decided to tease him by bringing her face close to the head of his cock and
blowing to let him know where her mouth was.
She wet two fingers with her saliva and used that to lubricate the tip
of his cock giving him hope of something she had no intention of
providing. But his brain did not realize
that she was not going to follow through and it sent a message to his cock and
it twitched slightly in anticipation.
She smiled as she again heard that little groan coming from his throat
and she reached back and pulled his mouth harder against her slit, silencing
him once again.
"Lick it, make
me cum!" She demanded and she felt him eagerly respond. His cock also responded by beginning to throb
making her afraid that he might cum himself.
"Don't you dare cum until I give you permission." This had almost the opposite effect as he
reveled in her taking the dominant role.
She ground her cunt
against his lips and then began rocking so that her clit made contact with his
nose. Little shockwaves spread out from
that point and burrowed their way deep inside of her to an area that his cock
had never reached. Harder and harder she
rocked; bringing forth more and more shockwaves. As her first orgasm hit her hips began to
bounce rapidly causing him some degree of pain as her pelvic bone dug into his
upper lip. He groaned again but this time, she rose up enough so that he could
open his mouth and use his tongue to part her cunt lips and dig deep
inside. His hands were on her hips
guiding them so that his lips could grasp the tip of her clit and suck it in
between his teeth. The feeling was so
intense that she screamed out with pleasure.
He continued to alternately sucking on her clit and using his teeth to
bite it. Her whole body was now wracked
with orgasm after orgasm and her juices were flowing so strong that she was
afraid he might drown.
His tongue finally
gave out as did his neck muscles. As the
last few spasms subsided he allowed his head to fall back on the bed and
breathed a sigh of contentment even though his cock was still completely rock
hard.
"Oh, Carter that was so damned good. I am completely drained." But she reached out and grabbed the base of
his cock and gave it a squeeze reveling in the fact that he was still fully
inflated. She smiled thinking that it
would be nice to keep him this way for the rest of the night but she had just a
slight bit of remorse thinking of how much he was suffering. "Do you want to cum, lover?" she
asked with a husky tone to her voice.
Carter
hesitated. He desperately wanted to cum
but even more desperately wanted to make his wife happy and he knew, deep down
that she did not want him to ejaculate.
It was time for him to make a decision, a little pleasure of his own or
cede all pleasure to his Mistress. For
he knew deep in his soul that was what she was.
She was his Mistress and he was her slave and that was how it should be.
"I want whatever
makes you happy, Mistress. Do with me as
you will."
Flipping around so
that once again she lay beside him, she snuggled down with her head cradled into his shoulder. "I am really tired. It has been a long but satisfying
day." And she threw one leg
directly across his still rock hard cock and within seconds she was
asleep. But for Carter, it would be a long and frustrating night as his arousal
would not allow sleep to come to him easily.
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