Pt 2

We enjoyed this role-play of her being the dominant breadwinner and me being the servant for a few months and it reinvigorated our sex-life up onto a whole new level. For the most part, the dominant/submissive role-play stayed within the confines of that evening period of after-work sexplay. Outside of that scenario we were just back to being the typical husband and wife who would cuddle up in front of the tv on any given evening. We would make love sometimes later on at bed time like we used to, and I would still have my kink of licking her feet while in the missionary position, but it was different. Somehow, in an almost informal way, we had established a clear distinction between this romantic lovemaking (which aside from the foot worship) was a little more “vanilla” and the pure idolatry between a servant and their mistress.

After a few weeks of it, I noticed that Deborah was clearly enjoying the dominant role and started to gradually introduce it into many other factors of our life. On a few occasions while on the phone to her mother or friends, regardless of the time of day, she would beckon for me to kneel at her feet and start kissing and licking them. She seemed to get off on the idea that she could have a slave service her every whim at any time, especially while the person on the other end had no idea. The more her dominant side evolved, the more insatiable her desires and drive became.

On one particular time I was laid on the settee reading a magazine and she was talking to her sister on the phone. She was strolling about the room deep in conversation and as she passed by the settee again, she paused and then pulled down the skin-tight leggings she was wearing, and in mid-conversation she lowered them to her knees. I wasn’t really paying attention until she stepped up on the settee and squatted over my face. My first impulse was to angle my position to lick her shaved pussy but she brought her hips forward so that her asshole was directly over my mouth. I tried to re-adjust but she reached around with her fingers and actually pulled my tongue out of my mouth and literally sat on it. She carried on the mundane conversation while she did this, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. This was a first for me, I was unsure about what I was supposed to do so I just started to lick her asshole and up along the sweaty crack of her ass. Her hips moved in a light thrust as I did it and then she stopped.

“Hold on Lisa…” she said to her sister.

She raised her ass up off my face and looked around at me with a smirk.

“Can you put it all the way in honey?” She sat her ass down right over my mouth and spread her cheeks.

“Yeah, sorry Lisa, I have Jeremy doing some cleaning and like all useless men he needs instruction on how to do it properly.”

I attempted to prise the opening of her ass with the tip of my tongue but found it quite difficult at first until I licked and moistened it some more, and then it slid in a little. I wasn’t sure what I was gonna taste but on hearing Deborah grunt as my tongue entered, I didnt care. My cock became as stiff as hell and Deborah’s hand slid into my sweatpants and started squeezing my balls as she grinded her ass and pussy into my face.

She hung up at the end of the call and told me to go as deep as I could go with my tongue. She was loving it and increased her groans of pleasure as I strained my mouth to please her while she started to clench and release her buttocks around my face. I quickly realised, that as dirty and humiliating as this was, I was fucking loving it. There was something about the weird smell and taste from her ass that was very private and I absolutely saturated her asshole with saliva in an almost trance-like state. I massaged her cheeks and thighs and could feel her hand touching on my chin as she went to work on her pussy. It didn’t take long for her excitement to boil over into a climax and she slid her soaking wet pussy back and forwards onto my face as she came and screeched in ecstasy. I was so lost in her moment as well that it took a moment for me to realise that her wet mouth and tongue were now caressing the tip of my red hot cock. A tingling sensation shot up my spine as her tongue flicked across my knob. All the while her pussy was sliding upwards and downwards on my mouth and chin and I tensed my muscles in anticipation of my ejaculation. She felt this and sucked harder and I buried my face as deep as I could into her soaking pussy as I unloaded into her mouth.

After a few minutes of laying there catching our breath and regaining our composure, Deborah swung her feet onto the floor and pulled her leggings up.

“I’m off to the shower honey.” She said, as she walked towards the door.

“Ok.” I replied.

At this point she stopped and looked back over her shoulder with a questioning look on her face.

“Well?” She asked.

Now I was confused.

“What?”

“Well I’m hardly going to wash myself. Am I?”