Chapter 5: Weed makes it better
As they enter the house, Emily leads David to the living room, where she orders him to sit down on the floor with his back against the sofa. She straddles his lap, her perfect ass draped tantalizingly above his face. David instinctively reaches up to grab her hips, but Emily gently pushes his hands away.
"Don't touch me, lover boy," she says with a wink, playfully teasing him.
"We'll get there soon enough." David tries to suppress his impatience, knowing that Emily enjoys drawing out their encounters for maximum pleasure.
The living room fills with anticipation as David watches Eexposing her voluptuous curves. His eyes drink in the sight of her full breasts, accentuated by her black lace bra. As she slips off her jeans, her hips sway provocatively, making David's heart race even faster.
Emily takes her time, deliberately undressing in front of David.
Each article of clothing she removes seems to heighten his arousal, her slow movements and teasing grin further fueling his anticipation. As she slips off her underwear, her hips and thighs sway, showcasing her incredible figure and enticing curves. David's gaze lingers on her slender waist, her toned abs, and the roundness of her bottom – all leading up to the tantalizing view of her pussy lips.John
Emily, now standing fully naked, saunters toward him with a seductive smile.
David struggles to catch his breath, overwhelmed by her beauty and the raw desire he feels for her. He wants nothing more than to plunge his cock into her, but he knows he must first satisfy her needs.
With a wicked gleam in her eye, Emily approaches David, crawling over him like a predator. Her breasts sway hypnotically as she straddles his chest, her lips parted in anticipation.
David feels the heat emanating from her core, his gaze locked on her swollen clit. Emily's eyes bore into his, demanding his undivided attention.
Without breaking eye contact, Emily lowered herself onto David's face, allowing him to feast on her pussy. His tongue delved deep into her folds, eliciting an appreciative moan from Emily. David's lips teased her clit, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body.
After a few seconds she steps back, gently slaps his cock. “I’ll get into something more comfortable” says Emily going upstairs to their room. “Prepare us a joint darling” demands Emily with a teasing tone “And don’t touch yourself.”
She adds, glancing at David's throbbing erection. David nods, understanding her intent. He retrieves a rolling paper and a tiny jar of weed from the kitchen drawer.
As David awaits obediently kneeling naked next to the sofa. , Emily walks gracefully towards him, a sensual smile playing on her lips. Emily is wearing a silk short kimono, stockings and high heels, a riding crop in her hand. David’s cock immediatly responded thé the sight of the beautiful Emily. She bends down, planting a gentle kiss on his cheek. Her breath tickles his earlobe, carrying a mixture of affection and dominance.
Emily slaps playfully the crop on her hand making David jump in anticipation.
“So did you touch yourself while I was gone?” Ask Emily sternly.
David immediately looked down guiltily, his cheeks reddening. He knew better than to break his promise.
"No, my love, I stayed right here, just as you instructed", he confessed, his voice filled with regret.
Emily's expression softened slightly, though she maintained her stern demeanor.
“Why are you hard then?” ask Emily.
Her eyes narrowed, scrutinizing David's face for signs of deceit. He held her gaze, unable to meet her probing stare. He couldn't bear to disappoint her, so he remained silent, waiting for her judgment. Emily's expression softened slightly, though she maintained her stern demeanor.
"You are so beautiful , my love. It's just your presence andit excites me to be naked before you " He offered sheepishly, avoiding her gaze. Emily considered his response for a moment, the corner of her lips twitching. She reached out, gently cupping his cheek and bringing his face close to hers.
"Good ," she whispered, her tone softening even more. »I think you deserve to belong to me ». Taking the cock and ball collar on the table she put it around his manhood »I want you to stay hard until I’m done having fun with it. »
She said this with a devilish grin, showing she really enjoyed her power over him. David feels the collar on him, knowing that once it's in place, he won't be able to remove it without her permission. The feeling of restriction intensifies his arousal, as he imagines what Emily might do to him later.
Emily strode confidently towards the balcony, motioning for David to follow. The sun had set, casting a warm, golden glow over the city below.
Emily led David out onto the balcony, the soft hum of urban life providing a subtle background score.she made David kneel at her feet, facing her. She lit the joint they will share. The taste of the weed was strong, hitting Emily hard with its effects. This was the beginning of their ritual—tobacco and marijuana blended together, creating a heady mix that heightened his arousal.
Emily leaned back against the railing, taking slow drags from the joint. She allowed the smoke to envelop her, reveling in the sensation as it danced along her skin.
Watching Emily, David found himself growing increasingly aroused by her confidence and control. He watched as she blew out the smoke in slow, steady streams, her eyes half-closed with pleasure. Emily passed the joint to David, urging him to take a hit. He accepted it gratefully, his mouth watering at the prospect of sharing the experience with his wife.
Emily moves her leg and fondle David’s balls with her foot before pressing his trhobing cock against his belly with her sole.
Drawing in the potent smoke, David held it in his lungs for a moment, savoring the sensation. He exhaled, the sweet haze filling the air between them. As the effects of the weed began to take hold, Emily reached for the joint. « Lick me while I smoke. » orders Emily.
David eagerly complies, opening his mouth wide as his wife leans forward, allowing him access to her moist panties. David kisses gently Emily’s thighs playing with his tongue on the stocking garter.
The night breeze gently caresses Emily's body as she lets out a moan, inviting David to explore her further. With each move, David becomes more lost in the moment, finding it difficult to remember anything beyond the present.
His fingers trail lightly across her skin, creating a soft friction that sends waves of pleasure through both of them. David's mind drifts, focusing entirely on the erotic sensations that consume him. David start to lick the silk panties, feeling her warm sex under the fabric. The sensation of the panties on his toungue keeping him away from her flesh add the the feeling of submission David feels. Emily moans has she smoke the weed.
David kisses her inner thigh, moving upwards with his tongue, feeling the sensation of the silk on his tongue and his tongue exploring Emily's warmth beneath. Emily's moans grew louder, as she arched her back to press her pelvis harder against David's mouth. Emily grabs hirs hairs pulling away from her crotch. « Don’t get hasty darling, I want to make it long. You will lick me all evening before I let you make me cum ». Shen hand him the joint back.
David eagerly accepts it, grateful for the distraction provided by the sensual act they were engaged in. He leisurely brought the joint to his lips, carefully inhaling the rich smoke. The potent mix sent a wave of euphoria through his system, leaving him lightheaded and aroused. His focus narrowed, concentrating solely on the sensory experiences surrounding him.
Emily shifted her weight, leaning back against the railing with a satisfied sigh. The setting sun cast a warm glow over the city below, as if in reflection of the passion between them. She put her foot again on David’s cock without moving it and inch, just applying pressure on it as David finished the joint.
David looked at her, not daring to say anything. He could see how much Emily wanted to have him, and he felt his arousal grow even stronger.
Emily, satisfied with the effect of the weed, stood up, letting David linger in his lustful state. She took his hands and slowly guided him back into the house. Their bare feet echoed quietly on the wooden floorboards, their steps deliberately slow to prolong the sensual tension between them.
Once inside, Emily led David to the sofa. She leans on the sofa and switch’s on the tv on her favorite show. David, still rock hard, stays next to the sofa waiting for instruction. « At your place » she orders David, « and make yourself usefull and give me a foot rub »
David eagerly complied, walking over to where Emily sat on the sofa. He knelt behind her, his erection pressed firmly against her. His hands moved to her calves, tenderly massaging away the tension. Emily closed her eyes, relishing in the sensation of his skilled touch. The TV continued to play in the background, providing a constant humming presence in the room.
David's thumbs work their way up her calf muscles, gradually progressing higher. Emily groans, enjoying the pressure he applies.
Her body relaxes, allowing her to fully indulge in the sensation. David's nimble fingers continue their work, gradually making their way up to her ankle.
Emily press her foot on David’s hard cock. « I told you to rub my feet, not my ankle or my legs you naughty boy », she says gently taping his cock with her foot. « Continue to rub, and not a sound I want to watch my show wile you serve me. »
commands Emily. Her tone is clear and direct, making sure David understands his role in this situation. David nods, focused on giving her the foot rub she desires. His hands glide expertly over her feet, working out the tension in her muscles. His movements are gentle yet firm, knowing the perfect balance to provide her comfort.
In this dimly lit room, with only the flickering television screen as illumination, David continues to perform his task. His heart races with excitement, his blood coursing through his veins, making his erection ever more prominent.
He looks down at Emily's feet, savoring the view of her slender ankles and smooth toenails, her high heels removed earlier.
As David massages her feet, Emily focus on the show and foot rub. Not paying attention to David she just tease his manhood with her toes, or press her foot on his cock.
David's hands work their way down her instep, expertly manipulating the muscles, bringing relief to her aching soles.
Emily relaxes further into the sofa, allowing herself to become completely engrossed in the television program. She knows exactly how much pressure David needs to apply to ease her discomfort, and appreciates his skill in giving her the ultimate foot massage.
Emily enjoys the feel of David's warm breath as it brushes against her ankle. She finds immense satisfaction in knowing that he is at her service, attending to her needs with utmost care and devotion.
As the commercial break begins, Emily takes advantage of the opportunity to further assert her dominance over David. « Bring me a drink darling » orders Emily.
David quickly stands up and walks to the kitchen to get her a glass of wine. Emily, enjoying the comfortable silence and the sensation of the foot massage, contemplates her next move.
David pours a glass of red wine for Emily, careful not to spill a drop. He brings it back to her kneeling at her feet to present the glass.
Emily takes the glass from David's hand, her expression unreadable. She places the glass on the coffee table, then turns back to face David.
"Next time," she says calmly, "you will bring the glass on a tray."
David nods, understanding the importance of following instructions precisely. He realizes that even the smallest details matter when it comes to pleasing Emily.
Emily sips her wine, savoring the taste of the bold red liquid. She glances at David, her gaze lingering on his exposed cock.
"Stand up," she commands, her voice low and seductive.
David rises to his feet, his erection still prominently displayed. Emily smirks, taking another sip of her wine.
"Now, go fetch the tray from the kitchen," she instructs as she slaps his cock.
David nods, once again recognizing the importance of complete obedience. He makes his way back to the kitchen, picking up the serving tray with a sense of pride.
He kneels again in at Emily’s feet, put the glass on it and present it again to his wife.
Emily looks at the tray, her expression unreadable. "Darling, it's okay for now. But next time, you should make sure the tray is properly set up with a napkin, the wine glass, and maybe some snacks."
David nods, understanding that there is always room for improvement in serving his wife. He learns that even seemingly small details can make a significant difference in her experience.
Emily grabs David cock, he flinched in the sensation make the glass move. « Don’t you dare spill a drop » she says with a playfull smile, as she starts strocking his cock.
David obeys her command, holding the tray steady as she strokes him. This sensation of being controlled heightens his arousal, making him even more sensitive to Emily's touch.
Emily sits up straight, her hands resting on her lap. "Remember, darling, next time you must make sure to place the napkin correctly on the tray." David nods, acknowledging the point. He understands that every detail matters when it comes to satisfying his wife.
She reaches for the wine glass, her elegant fingers wrapping around the stem.
Her eyes meet David's, filled with a mix of desire and authority. Slowly, she lifts the glass to her lips, her throat working rhythmically as she swallows the velvety liquid. Emily's eyes flutter shut momentarily, a contented smile curving across her features. As she sets the glass back onto the tray, she lets her gaze wander over to David once more.
David couldn't help but feel a surge of adoration for his wife.
Watching her savor the wine with such confidence and grace was mesmerizing. Emily took another sip of her wine, casting a look of appreciation towards David. Her eyes softened, displaying a mixture of love and control. David found himself growing increasingly aroused by her presence.
Emily placed the wine glass back onto the tray, maintaining her authoritative demeanor. She slowly lifted her right leg, crossing it over her left one as she settled into a more comfortable position on the sofa.
Her foot touched David's erection, and Emily couldn't resist the urge to tease him. Leaning closer, she whispered, "Do you know what happens when you don't follow instructions?" David shook his head slightly, anticipating her response. Emily raised her eyebrows suggestively, her tone full of mischief. "Well, let's just say that your punishment might involve a certain...denial."
With a playful grin, Emily reached for the wine glass once more, drawing it closer to her lips.
Her eyes locked with David's, a hint of challenge and invitation dancing within their depths. David's heart raced, his blood pumping faster, sending waves of heat throughout his body. He knew that whatever Emily decided upon, he would be powerless to resist her alluring charm.
David's chest rose and fell rapidly, his heart pounding furiously as he tried to comprehend Emily's intentions. It was evident that the game of power and control they shared was reaching its climax.
« Put the tray on the table says Emily, and go fetch the leash, you need to be controlled more. »
David understood the importance of following instructions, quickly going to his room to retrieve the leash. He returned to Emily's side, placing the leash at her feet.
Emily's brow arched upward in surprise, admiring the leather cock and ball collar and its delicate silver clasps. She ran her fingers along the length of the chain, feeling its weight in her hands. « Good job, dear. Now, on your knees »
commands Emily. David immediately complies, kneeling before his lovely wife. « I'll be waiting here, remember the rules: no eye contact, unless expressly permitted » She says, maintaining her strict demeanor. The intensity of Emily's words made David's heart race faster, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Emily cups David balls and place the collar around them circling his cock. She fasten the collar firmly making his erection even harder.
Emily leaned back into the sofa, her eyes surveying David as he knelt before her, she tugs firmly on the leash making David moan. His eyes were cast downwards, as instructed, avoiding any contact with his domineering wife.
Emily began gently pulling on the leash, guiding David toward her. Each tug elicited a moan from David, further amplifying the intensity of the situation. His cock strained against the confines of the collar, creating a delightful friction that sent shivers through his body.
She released the leash temporarily, adjusting her own position on the sofa. As she settled in, her gaze never left David's bowed head. His hair was disheveled, his skin flushed with arousal. Emily smiled, taking a deep breath.
She knew that she had complete control over David, his desires, and his actions. Every aspect of their relationship was meticulously planned, every emotion expertly drawn out.
The room seemed to grow increasingly warm, amplifying the sense of passion and anticipation that permeated the air. David's heart raced, a myriad of emotions coursing through his veins like a symphony of chaos. Desire, fear, excitement – these emotions swirled together, creating a brew of raw human instincts.
« now I will watch the end of my show. You will stay hard until I decide to touch you again. » says Emily. « Go back to your place, you can massage my calf now. »
David did as instructed, moving back to his spot. He kneeled beside Emily, positioning himself to massage her calf. The gentle yet firm pressure of his hands provided relief to her aching muscles. Emily closed her eyes, letting out a deep sigh of satisfaction.
Understanding the importance of following instructions without question, David focused solely on massaging Emily's calf. He applied pressure in varying degrees, ensuring to target the tightness and soreness. His hands moved methodically, carefully exploring the contours of her leg.
The slow, deliberate movements allowed Emily to relax and enjoy the soothing sensation and her tv show, Occasionally, David would pause to apply additional pressure to an especially tender area, causing Emily to exhale audibly. At times Emily tugs on the leash to encourage David when his massage is good. Soon she lays down her feet resting on his cock as he rubs her calfs. The movement induced by the massage make Emily’s feet move on David’s cock.
Emily's body feels pleasantly heavy as David continues to massage her legs. The warmth radiating from his hands soothes the tension in her muscles, and she finds herself unwinding under his skilled touch.
As Emily enjoys the sensation, her mind wanders, reflecting on the events of the evening. She remembers how much David has grown under her guidance, embracing his role as her submissive husband. His ability to please her was truly impressive, and she couldn't help but feel proud of him.
As David continued to massage her calves, his concentration never wavered, not even when he felt his cock getting harder underneath her feet. David knew that he needed to remain fully committed to his role, and he refused to allow his own desires to distract him from his duty. Emily continues to enjoy teasing David as she watch her show. She allows him rub her knees and thighs.
Emily leans back against the couch, the leash still attached to David's cock. His body responds to the gentle touches, his cock becoming harder. David feels an intense desire building inside him, struggling to maintain focus on Emily's needs rather than his own.
« Yes, darling, you're doing great. Just continue as you are. » Emily reassures him, noticing the struggle within him. David nods, concentrating on his task, the pressure on his cock from the leash adding to his arousal. The show soon ends. Emily doesn’t wait a second to tug the leash, and get back to a searing position « come here » she says pointing the floor next to her seat on the sofa.
iDavid obeys immediately, moving towards her, his erection still restrained by the collar, he kneels at her feet. Emily swaps the riding crop on his cock. « show me how you stroke yourself » she orders him, toying with the riding crop in her hand.
David's face flushed red with embarrassment and arousal, as he obeyed her command. He stroked himself gently, using only the tip of his finger, trying to maintain his control.
Emily watched intently, taking note of David's performance. Her heart pounded in her chest, her emotions a complex mix of desire, amusement, and pride. Emily passes the riding crop below his balls to his scrotum as he continue to masturbate.
« How does that feel? » she asks, a gleam of mischief in her eyes. David hesitates briefly, then replies, "It's… different, ma'am." He blushes profusely, feeling both embarrassed and aroused by the unique sensation. Emily smiles, appreciating his openness and obedience.
« Cup your balls in your hand » orders Emily before spanking his scrotum with the riding crop in short fast slaps.
David follows her instruction, wincing slightly as the impact of the crop registered on his sensitive flesh. His testicles tightened in response, heightening the already-intense sensation of his arousal.
Emily paused for a moment, observing David's expression as he struggled to maintain his composure. A faint flush of color darkened his cheeks, betraying his inner turmoil. "You look lovely when you're struggling," she remarked, her voice filled with a mixture of tenderness and triumph.
« Rest your cock on my foot » order Emily pointing her Dandling naked foot.
David obeyed instantly, positioning his cock on her foot, feeling the warmth of her skin.. Emily uses the leather tip of the riding crop to press his penis on her foot, begins press his cock with circles on his penis, creating new sensations. David's eyes closed, savoring the unusual sensation. His cock twitched and pulsed, desperate for release.
Emily enjoys the sight of David struggling to control himself, his face red with arousal and embarrassment. She takes pleasure in pushing him to his limits, challenging his self-control. « Move as if you were fucking my feet » orders Emily.
Yet, his cock betrayed him, thrusting forward relentlessly against Emily's foot. Sweat trickled down his temple, his heart racing uncontrollably. The tension mounted, reaching a fever pitch.
Emily observed David's struggle with keen interest, feeling a surge of power and satisfaction. She held him captive in his own torment, his desire and restraint dancing on the edge of breaking point. The room became thick with sexual energy, palpable in the air.
« Please miss Emily may I cum? » David asked humbly, his voice quivering with need. Emily considered his request, a smile playing at the corners of her lips. She decided to prolong his agony just a little longer.
"Not yet, my dear," she replied, her tone teasing. "You have not earned it yet."
David's eyes widened in surprise, his heart sinking with disappointment. He knew better than to argue or beg further, instead focusing on maintaining his control.
Emily continued to observe David's struggle, her eyes alight with a mixture of amusement and admiration. She marveled at his ability to resist the urge to cum, despite the mounting pressure within him. It was a testament to their bond, the trust they shared, and the depth of their connection.
The atmosphere in the room grew heavier, charged with the electricity of their mutual desire. Emily slaps his cock with the tip of the crop. « I did not tell you to stop. Hump my leg now. And do not stop thrusting. ‘«
David’s chest heaved with each labored breath, his fingers digging into the carpet as he fought to maintain control. Emily observed him closely, the sight of his struggle provoking a sense of satisfaction within her.
Her lips curved into a slight smirk, her fingers wrapping around the riding crop once more. Emily spanks his back in rhythm with his thrusts.
David groaned, unable to suppress the animalistic sounds of his arousal. Emily enjoyed watching him struggle to maintain control, knowing she had complete power over him. "Do you want to cum?" she whispered teasingly.
David bit his lip, fighting the urge to beg for permission. "Please, Miss Emily..." he managed to say.
Emily considered his request, her gaze assessing his struggle. She decided to reward him with a small respite. "No you can’t. But you can kiss my pussy," she said finally.
David's heart skipped a beat, his mind flooded with gratitude. "Thank you, Miss Emily!".
Emily grabs Davids hairs firmly and tug on the cock leash to lead them to the room. He knelt beside her on the bed, his head bowed in reverence. Emily layes on her back holding the cockleash in one hand and the riding crop in the other. « I’ll be more confortable here. You will lick me while I read some erotica. You will lick me, slowly. You will take your time to make me cum and then you’ll start again.
Emily instructed. She started reading the erotica novel aloud while David began to lap at her wetness. His tongue swirled around her clitoris, making her moan softly. Emily could feel her excitement growing, the tension within her increasing. As she read the words on the page, they played out like a film in her mind, intensifying the sensations that coursed through her body. She heard David's breath catch as he sucked and licked her, his movements becoming faster and more insistent.
His tongue darted across her folds, seeking out every hidden spot where pleasure might lie. Emily found herself lost in the sensations, her hips undulating involuntarily to meet his rhythm. His lips circled her nipples, drawing a shiver from deep within her core. Each passing moment seemed to heighten the intensity of their connection, feeding the fire that burned between them. Emily grabs his hairs pulling him away from her, as she slaps his ass with the riding crop. « I told you to go slow, go slow ».
Emily commanded, her voice holding a hint of sternness. David immediately adjusted his pace, ensuring his actions remained unhurried. The room was enveloped in an almost tangible atmosphere of anticipation, as she enjoyed the gentle stimulation of her clit as she reads.
Emily felt a delicious wave of power coursing through her veins, the knowledge that she held total control over David thrilling her to the core.
She knew he craved release, but she also knew that denying him brought him even greater pleasure. It was a game they both loved to play.
As David continued to lavish attention upon her, Emily began to grow more and more aroused. With each gentle lick of his tongue, she could feel her desire building inside her. It was a dance of power and submission, and Emily reveled in every moment of it.
As the tension within her reached its peak, Emily instructed David to pause his ministrations.
"I'm close, David. Prepare yourself." Emily press her foot on his dick, signaling him to rub himself against her. David insert a finger slowly in her pussy as he grinds himself captured between her foot and the bed.
Emily's moans echoed around the room, fueling David's hunger for release. He increased the tempo of his movements, his own arousal becoming nearly unbearable. Emily couldn't help but wonder if he would be able to hold off any longer.
As David's movements grew more intense, Emily's orgasm built to a crescendo. "I'm going to cum," she warned him, her voice strained with effort. David pulled away, leaving her aching for more.
Emily tugs on the leash and grabs his cock to insert it in her soaked pussy.
Her moans fill the room as David pushes deeper, hitting her G-spot with the perfect angle. She reaches up and grips his hair, using it to pull him closer, making sure he doesn't pull out too soon. David thrusts with all his strength, determined to give her the pleasure she deserves. Emily's whole body trembles, her legs begin to shake as she approaches her climax.
Wanting to keep control until the last minute Emily makes them fool over. She his now mouthing David, her legs straddled around his hips. She starts to move back and forth, feeling his cock inside her. She slowly continue her moves tugging the cock leash. « Don’t cum before me » Emily’s orders starting to caress her clit under David mesmerized look.
David moved his hips in sync with hers, maintaining eye contact as their bodies connected in perfect harmony. Their passionate movements intensified, the air heavy with anticipation. Emily’s breath quickened, her muscles tightening as her climax drew near. David felt his own release imminent, struggling to contain his own desire.
Emily, reaching orgasm first, screamed loudly, arching her back. Her muscles contracted around David's cock, milking him as her orgasm subsided.
Love her hand behind her she grabs his balls sharply « I said no cumming for you. ».
David was filled with a mix of longing and frustration, his gaze locked onto Emily's form. Desire clouded his thoughts, making it difficult to focus on anything else. The sound of Emily's moans sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body, each breath he took feeling like an eternity as he yearned for his own release.
Emily feels David’s cock pulsating inside her from being denied once more. They sensation takes her over the edge and she explode in a wild orgasm.
Emily holds David by his shoulders, pinning him down, and kisses him passionately. “You did very well, my dear.” she whispers into his ear. "But remember, you can't cum until I allow it." David nods, understanding his role, still wanting nothing more than to please his wife.
Emily smiles devilishly and ask, “Well, what would you do to earn your release? «. David does not hesitate « I would do anything madam, please let me cum »
. Emily's smile widens as she looks down at him, her eyes glinting with mischief. « Since you asked so nicely, I want you to stay his this state for as long as I want. I want to see you begging for my touch, your cock leaking precum in anticipation for a brush of my foot. Eager to serve. »
Emily commands, her tone laced with authority. David obeys without question, understanding the importance of pleasing his dominant wife. As he kneels at her feet, Emily places her hands on his shoulders, her touch sending shivers down his spine.
« Now, I want you to worship my feet. » Emily demands, her voice seductive yet commanding. David hesitates briefly, taking in her command. His fingers tremble slightly as he brings his face closer to her feet, kissing and nibbling at her soles.
Emily revels in the show of devotion, allowing herself to enjoy the power she wields over him. "That's it, David. Worship my feet, my slave," she says, her voice laced with an irresistible mix of dominance and desire.
David's tongue traces patterns along the length of her arch, his lips brushing against her skin. The sensation sends shivers up Emily's spine, igniting a fierce need within her. "Good boy," she coos, encouraging him further.
David presses his face into her feet, reveling in the sense of devotion. The warmth of her foot against his cheek fuels his desire even more. David cock is drooling precum, excited occasionally by Emilys foot escaping his kiss to brush his manhood. Emily enjoys the sight of her submissive husband kneeling before her, completely devoted to her every whim. She knows that she holds the key to his release, and she cherishes that power.
Emily strokes David's hair and smirks at him « Do you know how hard it is to resist letting you cum ?". David's chest rises and falls rapidly, his breath coming in short gasps.
The intensity of his longing for release grows with each passing moment, leaving him barely able to think straight. His arousal throbbed insistently within him, a constant reminder of his desire to please his wife.
Emily observed David's struggle with amusement, savoring the control she had over him. She relished the idea of allowing him to finally come, just after he had reached the precipice of ecstasy.
David was lost in subspace, moaning with desire to come. Emily ask David to lie behind her as she watches Tv. « You’re so desperate to cum, you may put your cock between my thighs.
» Emily taunts, knowing full well the effect her words have on David. David eagerly complies, placing his throbbing member between her legs, causing his wife to giggle in delight. « Just because you're such a good boy, you can play with my breasts. » David gently massages her soft, supple flesh, eliciting another sigh of pleasure from Emily. David's fingers graze her nipples, teasing them gently, as his thumb circles her already swollen buds.
Emily gasps, her breath catching in her throat. "Oh, David..." she murmurs, her head falling back against the pillow. David's fingers move faster, his touch growing bolder as he senses his wife's increasing arousal.
« Move you cock between my thighs pet, but no cuming. And let me watch my show be silent »
Emily orders.
David obeyed silently, carefully sliding his rigid member between her thighs, allowing the tantalizing scent of her arousal to permeate the air. Emily continues watching her TV show, a satisfied smirk playing across her lips as she watches her husband's struggle.
David's breath came in ragged gasps, his entire body aching with desire. His brain was a fog of longing, his mind consumed by the thought of finally giving in to his primal urges.
The tension in his body was becoming almost unbearable, his muscles tensing with each shallow breath. Yet, despite his fervent desire to come, David remained steadfast in his commitment to his wife's wishes. Emily appreciated his discipline, her heart swelling with pride in her loving husband.
Despite the agonizing wait, David found solace in the fact that he was doing everything possible to please his beloved wife. The pain of denial only served to heighten his appreciation for the moment when he would finally be allowed to release his pent-up energy.
Meanwhile, Emily continued to watch her show, content in the knowledge that her submissive husband was faithfully serving her needs.
David stared intently at Emily's feet, his mind filled with images of pleasuring her and receiving her approval. Despite the torment of his erection, David found comfort in the simple act of worshipping his wife's feet. He knew that this was merely a test of his endurance, and the reward for successfully completing it would be far greater than any temporary relief could provide. On the verge of orgasm, David moans his hand cupping her breast, and he stops moving his cock afraid to explode.
Emily watches him closely, a small smile on her lips. David's face twists in anguish, his eyes pleading with her for permission. Emily's gaze softens, her expression a mixture of tenderness and triumph.
"Did I tell you to stop moving? »
Emily asks sternly, her eyes darkening with desire. David freezes instantly, his hands trembling as they hold Emily's firm, curvaceous breasts. His cock throbs in anticipation, desperately seeking release, but fearful of disappointing his wife.
Feeling the weight of her stare, David finds himself unable to break eye contact with Emily. A mix of longing and anxiety fills him, as he struggles to hold back the inevitable. David start to move slowly.
His right hand caresses Emily's left leg while his left hand runs his fingers over her calf. David's mouth brushes against her skin, his tongue tracing delicate patterns that make Emily shiver. She watches him, her expression a mix of desire and control.
« Please madam may I stop. I will cum if I don’t stop. » pleads David.
Emily's gaze softens, her expression a mixture of tenderness and triumph. "Did I tell you to stop moving?" she asks sternly, her eyes darkening with desire. David freezes instantly, his hands trembling as they hold Emily's firm, curvaceous breasts. His cock throbs in anticipation, desperately seeking release, but fearful of disappointing his wife.
Feeling the weight of her stare, David finds himself unable to break eye contact with Emily.
Emily circle her finger around his cock head with a firm grip. « Shh, do not cum ». She move to sit on his lap guiding his cock inside her. She let the kimono slide off her body and press her breast against his torso. « You did well my love, now fuck me and cum inside me »
David kisses her shoulder, « Your wish is my command, My queen ».
Emily moans as David enters her. Her tight walls engulfing him, causing him to pause momentarily. He starts moving slowly, thrusting deep inside her. Emily feels him filling her, and it excites her. « Faster, harder! » she demands, pulling him deeper into her body. David follows her lead, picking up the pace and intensity of his movements. His hips buck wildly, driving himself deeper into Emily.
The sensation causes Emily to clutch his shoulders tightly, her nails digging into his skin, her pleasure evident. Her gasping breaths fuel his fire, making him want to take her even harder. David's fingers grasp Emily's waist tightly, his own breath ragged and hoarse. Their bodies moved together in perfect sync, both driven by the same overwhelming urge.
David reaches down to pinch Emily's nipple, pulling it between his teeth and suckling softly.
Emily moans loudly, her body arching to meet his. The sensation sends a wave of pleasure coursing through her, sending a jolt of electricity throughout her core. Her grip on David's hips tightened, matching his rhythm as he drove into her again and again.
« Fuck me harder, darling! » Emily demanded, reaching between them to stroke David's cock. As her hand glided along his length, David's eyes grew wide with lust. In response, he increased the tempo, driving his hips forward forcefully.
Each powerful thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through Emily, her body arching to meet his. The sensation of being taken so roughly yet lovingly by her husband sent a thrill through her core.
As Emily approached the peak of her excitement, she could feel her body tense and tremble, signaling her impending climax. She gripped David's hips tighter, meeting his rhythm with equal fervor. The pressure building within her intensified, sending a wave of ecstasy surging through her body.
With one final, forceful thrust, Emily cried out in a release unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Her muscles clenched, her body trembled, and she dug her nails into David's shoulders, her orgasm taking her to a new level of pleasure.
David followed suit, his eyes locked on Emily's as he watched her lose herself in the sensation. His own body tensed, his balls drawing up tightly as he felt the edge of his own release.
With a final, hard thrust, David's body tensed, and he erupted, roaring out Emily's name in a primal shout. Waves of pleasure rippled through him, his seed shooting into her. Emily held him close, their bodies trembling with aftershocks of the intense connection they had just shared.
Emily looked up at him, her eyes still glassy with the afterglow of their mutual ecstasy. "You were amazing, my love," she whispered, stroking his cheek tenderly.
David grinned sheepishly, his chest heaving with exertion. He pulled Emily closer, pressing his lips against hers in a tender kiss. Emily savored the taste of him on her lips, relishing the connection they shared. "I am always yours, sweetheart," David replied, his voice thick with emotion. Emily smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him closer. They stayed there for a while, holding each other, basking in the afterglow of their passionate nigth.