On Their Annivesary
I
On their anniversary, they were given a special, mysterious present. Neither could remember exactly who gave it to them, but for some reason it didn’t concern them. They read the letter that came with the package. It told them that there were two samples of a very special tea. Upon drinking the tea, the drinker would happily do anything that the other asked for a twenty-four hour period. This gift was meant to show trust between the two, and, the letter told them, would bring them even closer together. She looked at him shyly. “Who will go first?”
He shifted uncomfortably. If he went first, he would be satisfied sooner, but if she went first, he could always try and top her in what she had him do. It was about trust, but it was always about pleasure and fantasies.
“I will,” she said, getting tired of waiting for him to answer.
“You will?” he said, trying not to come off too eager.
After the kids were in bed, she set about making the tea. She drank the tea with him close by in their bedroom. Neither was sure how long it would take the tea to have an effect. Once she was done the tea, she told him she felt no different. Anxiously, they waited a little while, just to make sure. He looked at the clock, knowing that he would need to remember when this all wore off.
Finally, he could wait no more. “Stand up,” he said casually. Not really an order, so not really a test. But she obeyed anyway. He stood in front of her and kissed her. He kissed her again and tried to put his tongue into her mouth. She accepted it with pleasure. They kissed for a few minutes, enjoying the time.
He eventually pulled back from her. “Take off your clothes,” he said. As he stood inches away from her, she pulled off her top. They had been married many years at this point, but the sight of her undressing him still filled him with desire. “Pants next.”
She unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, letting them fall to the floor. She stood in her bra and panties, both black. “Lose the panties.” She did with a smile. “And the bra.” She reached behind her and unclasped her bra. She pulled it away, freeing her large breasts. He reached out and fondled them, admiring her body. Now he was a bit nervous. Now was really the time to try and take advantage of the situation, to try something she normally wouldn’t do. But, if it didn’t work, he didn’t want her mad at him for asking her to do things he knew she didn’t want to do. He looked at the clock. Time was wasting.
“Kneel down,” he said, trying to sound casual, but failing. She kneeled.
“Undo my pants,” he said, his voice cracking. She had a look of concentration as she undid his belt, his button and zipper. No hesitation.
“Take off my pants.” She pulled them down and he stepped out of them. Without him even asking for it, she reached out and touched his hard cock through his underwear. She stroked it gently, then looked up at him and smiled.
“Take off my underwear.” She had a little trouble getting it past the erection, but he was stepping out in no time. He stood before her completely naked. She knelt in front of him completely naked. Now he hesitated again. How to phrase it? Again, if none of this worked, he didn’t want her pissed. But so far, she had done everything he asked, without hesitation.
“I want you to suck my cock. I want the best blowjob you have ever given.”
Thank God, she smiled! She leaned forward and began to kiss his erection. Slowly, she began to lick it while holding on to the base, right above his balls. She pulled his cock forward just enough to take the tip in her mouth. She flicked her tongue across the head just like he flicked his tongue across her nipples. Then she moved further down, taking almost half of it in before letting her lips slide back to the top. She moved down further the next time, taking just a bit more, before slowly sliding back up. By the time she had taken it all in, he was about ready to explode. She began to pick up speed, swirling her tongue around his stiff dick while she moved it in and out of her mouth. He felt lightheaded and but his hand on her shoulder for support. She continued to work his cock like no one had ever worked it before. He quickly put his other hand down for stability and he came deep into her throat. She slowed only slightly as she swallowed every last drop that came. His toes curled as she returned her tongue to the tip of his cock, trying to get every last drop out of his small opening. She looked up at him and gave him a seductive grin.
“Like that?” she said. He wasn’t sure if she meant “Did you like that?” or “Is that how you wanted it?” but at this point, he really didn’t care.
She continued to kneel in front of him and he figured she was waiting for another command. “Get on the bed,” he said. “Lay on your back.”
II
She lay on her back, he moved her legs open and he started at her feet. He kissed them gently, tenderly, moving closer to his targeted destination. As he got to her pussy, he gently touched it. She quivered. He ran his fingers along the edge, slowly caressing, parting her lips. Lightly, he touched the inside of her walls. Then he put in a finger up to the first knuckle. He moved it back and forth and in moments it was buried to the hilt. She let him know how much she liked it. He moved a second finger in and began to tap his thumb near her clit. He slowed his rhythm so that when his thumb made contact, he would move it in a swirl. Keeping his fingers buried, he massaged her clit with his thumb. Then he reached down and kissed it.
She left out a moan and he kissed it harder, then letting his tongue dart out and taste her. She blew air out hard. He picked up his pace and she was receptive to everything he did. He pushed his tongue deep into her walls and she bucked with pleasure. He continued on, varying his speed and pressure. Before he knew it, she was achieving orgasm. Never had he been able to bring her off with just his touch and tongue. Maybe this tea did more than make her obey. Maybe it heightened her senses.
She lay there, regaining her breath. He, on the other hand, found himself rock hard just thinking about everything. He felt a surge of confidence.
“Roll over and get on all fours.”
She did so without comment. She stood still, her head hanging down, her legs slightly parted. He ran his hand over her ass then up her spine. He moved in behind her and let his hands wander down to her breasts. While he massaged them, his hard cock pressed into her ass.
“You will do anything I tell you.”
“Yes,” she said quietly.
“There is something...”
His confidence began to weaken. As he continued to stroke her breasts, he tweaked her nipples. She yelped, but stayed in position. He moved back and towards her side. He was now perpendicular to her, his hands running over her ass. Without warning, he gave her ass a quick smack. She yelped, but stayed where she was. He gave her two more quick ones. Again, reaction but nothing severe.
“I want to fuck you up the ass.” He hesitated, waiting for a reaction. “I am going to fuck you up the ass.” She lowered herself on to her elbows, waiting for him. He moved behind her, thanking the lord above for this beautiful gift. He reached into the drawer and brought out lubricant. He pours some at the top of her crack, and then slowly began to move it around her back entrance. Carefully, he pushed a finger into her, adding more lubricant to her. Then he moved his attention to his cock. He lubed it up as best he could without getting too excited. Then he moved himself behind her and slowly pushed into her. Remembering the only time she had let him do this before, back when they were first together, he moved very slowly and gently, slowly pushing in further with each movement, slowly building up a head of steam. She grunted and made other noises, but she took his huge cock into her tight ass.
“You are so fucking big,” she said to him and he couldn’t help but beam with pride. It made him pick up his pace a little as well.
“Baby, you are so tight. I know I’m going to...” and without another word, he shot his load into her. He slowed his momentum and slowly dragged himself out of her. She cleaned herself up and returned to clean him up as well. As she washed his cock, it slowly became hard again. She looked at him and smiled.
“I think we need to get some sleep before I am ready again,” he told her, “but rest assured that you will be calling in sick tomorrow.”
III
He woke up around Two A.M. and watched his sleeping beauty next to him. He began to massage her left breast and slowly she woke up. She looked at him and smiled. “Rested?” she asked.
He just nodded and brought his lips down to her breast. He began to lick her with abandonment, her nipple quickly becoming erect. He took as much of her breast into his mouth and sucked hard. She moaned at the attention. As he removed his mouth, he let his teeth drag along the nipple.
“Stand up,” he told her. “We’re going outside.”
“Am I bringing anything?”
He considered. It was very late. They had more than an acre of land, so no one was right on top of them, but still within viewing distance. “Put on your robe and bring a couple of blankets.” he finally told her.
They quietly left the house, not wanting to wake the kids. They moved up to the hill in their backyard. Quickly spreading out the blankets and getting underneath them, and removing their robes.
They lay next to each other looking up at the stars. He moved his hands over her body and she made sounds of enjoyment. His hand found her pussy wet and waiting. While they stared up, he moved one finger in and out, rubbing her clit and working her up.
He pulled out and then pushed two fingers into her. She let out a gasp and couldn’t help but wiggle a bit. “Stroke my cock,” he told her. While he continued to ram his fingers in and out of her, she began to stroke him. Slowly at first, but then picking up pace as he did the same to her.
He rolled on to his side, facing her and brought his mouth back to her nipple. His hand still buried in her pussy, her hand still stroking his cock.
“Fuck me,” she said.
He didn’t need any more incentive. He pulled his hands out and moved on top of her. She guided him into her, wet and waiting. He banged her hard, the blankets slowly slipping away, but neither of them cared. If the neighbors saw, they saw. He was enjoying fucking his wife in their backyard, as any true American would.
She came much quicker than he expected, but he continued to pump her. Having just come twice earlier tonight, he knew it would take him a while longer to cum. And he would enjoy the extra time. She pulled her legs further apart, bringing them higher into the air. He plowed in deeper and faster. While he did last longer, he finally came in a blissful release.
He lay on top of her, staying inside. She pulled the blankets back over them and kissed him gently. “That was incredible,” she whispered.
“Wait until morning, baby. We are going to have some fun.”