Business man's wife (only for Kililia & susurrus)

[susurrus]

Kent stopped easing his cock into Anya's impossibly tight cunt when she asked him to. Once again, though, she left getting the rest in her up to him.

"Then I'm not going to stop until every inch of me is inside you, no matter how you might beg. Rub your clit and play with your tits to distract yourself." It would also be hot as hell to see her play with herself while he pushed her limits. "Oh, also, beg me to fill you while you play. I would also like to hear you say you want me in your ass. It won't be today, but I want to hear the words. Okay?"

 

[Kililia]

Anya blushed at his request and reach between her legs to touch herself slowly. She tried to relax as she began to rub her clit moaning as she shivered. Moaning softly was she rub her clit faster,moaning In pleasure as she got wetter for her husband. She moaned and squirmed as she was getting so wet, slowly sliding another inch into her pussy.

" Ohhhhh. ...ohhh yes....ppplllleeeaaassseeeeeee put it...all in me.... "
She began slide off then added two more inches in her pussy : " oooh God. ..kent please...more. ...mmmmm"

She slowly ran her other hand over left breast,caressing her nipple,moaning as she pushes herself on his cock, soon enough she manage slid two third into her pussy on her own which was an achievement.

" Kent. ..please ....place your cock in my ass.. make me your woman....I need you cock...ppplllleeeaaassseeeeeee. ..stretch my asshole with your huge cock, kent"

 

[susurrus]

Kent wasn't sure if it was the heat of the moment, but once Anya started working her clit for him, she seemed to forget her sheepishness and became much less inhibited.

When she started begging for his cock in her ass, he couldn't believe it. Not so long ago, she'd adamantly refused even the idea. He loved hearing her say such things, and it was obvious it was all taking her mind off her pussy - to an extent, anyhow - because soon, there was only a couple inches left to get in her gripping cunt.

Sliding a finger into Anya's soaking pussy next to his cock, Kent withdrew it after a couple seconds, coated liberally with her slick juices. Without any warning, Kent slipped that finger into his young wife's ass...

 

[Kililia]

Anya gasp loudly as she finally take his entire cock in her pussy, she close her eyes and begins ride his cock slowly moaning and whimpering time to time as he was stretching her painfully wide : "oooh hh. ..aaarrrrrgggghhhhh. ..I. ..love your...huge fuck...please fuck me , kent...ppplllleeeaaassseeeeeee. ."

She hissed as he added his finger in her pussy, wincing as she felt her ass stretch to take his finger. Whimpers knowing his deep desire to deflower her ass, God know she wanted be a good wife. She drop her head as she did her best to fuck herself on his cock: " aaarrrrrgggghhhhh. ..yes. .yes...I need it. ..please Kent I need it in my ass...please...make me yours.."

She slowly pull herself off his enormous cock making a loud pop sound. She guide the head of his hard cock against her ass.she spread her legs wide as she press her head of his cock against her ass. Taking a deep breathe and replies : " please Kent. ..I need my husband deflower my ass...pppplllleeeaaassseeeeeee "

She force herself against his enormous thick head, cry out as the head of his thick cock slip in her ass making her cry. She clung to the bed sheet as she raise her ass :" please ...please fuck my ass from now on Kent. ..I need my husband cock in my ass all week!!" She submitted herself to a full week of anal fuck as she wanted pleasure him and hope to losee for his powerful cock"

 

[susurrus]

Kent was fully astounded when Anya - the young woman who not long before had adamantly stated his cock would never, EVER enter her asshole - pulled away from him, the tightness of her pussy actually drawing his body with her, until enough of him came loose that she was finally free. Kent watched het pussy gape as she reached back for his hard-on and began rubbing it against the other hole, the one she had sworn would never take his cock.

He didn't move, choosing to let Anya do whatever it was she intended to do.

To his amazement, she pushed back on him, and though it must have been difficult as hell, given the grip her hole had had on his finger, and his cock was many times larger than his finger.

"Anya, are you doing this because you want to, or becsuse you feel like you have to? We can ease into the anal. If you're only doing this out of a sense of duty, you're missing the point of sex. You should enjpy it, too, not just me."

She'd only managed to get the head into her tight, tight pucker, but couldn't manage more. Kent was afraid to help, because she had such a terrible time accommodating his cock in the hole that was meant to accept it. Yes, he wanted her to be willing to fo things with and for him, but he wanted her to do do because she liked it, and not merely because she felt it was what she was supposed to do.

"Anya, before you try to go any farther, answer a question for me, and be truthful: are you enjoying this, or would you rather take this a little slower?"

 

[Kililia]

Anya whispers blushing: " is it not my job to please you? " *Confused by his reaction as it contredict , her mother's teaching* " i do...kinda...i still find discomfort but i wanna learn to please you like a real wife.." * Gulp as she was unsure how to take on the task of being a good wife* " I know i will never pleasure you like a real woman so best just do it..." *She started feel insecure, imagining all the women he been with and had known how to take his cock and give him great pleasure*

Anya hated being on the spot and pulls away making a popping sound and place distance between them : " I think best you take a real wife that knows to please you. I am not up to the task...obviously.." She slips off the wedding ring and place it on the side table as she gets off the bed. She pull a black nighty and slip it on as she head for the door : " i need air...call one of your ex to finish you off"

Anya hated herself as she could not seem to adjust to his huge cock like a those fucking porn stars , failing to be a wife. Fucking Christ, how the fuck can she fucking fail at basic of just a good fuck.She wanted to run away, dig a hole a die, so he can get a real fuck from a woman that knew her fucking skills. She was dying of humiliation , it was a matters of day thay he would bore of his her...

 

[susurrus]

Ah, there was the old Anya. Insecure with herself and her abilities, that insecurity sometimes expressing itself in anger.

Kent picked up the ring and grabbed her arm as she tried to escape once again.

"Stop it." He dragged her back to the bed and sat her down. Opening her hand, he placed the ring in the palm and closed her fingers around it.

"This is yours." Then, he thought a moment, opened her hand back up, took the ring, and replaced it on her finger.

"I know you're inexperienced. Trouble is, you seem to think this sex thing is supposed to be only for my pleasure, and that your end of it is merely a duty. That couldn't be farther from the truth. I think I've demonstrated to you that you can get pleasure from it, too, and I want you to feel pleasure. I want you to want sex, to revel in the sensations you feel when your body gets stimulated. I want you to be horny. I want you to be so horny that you don't care where you are, or where we are, and you just want to satisfy that impulse. I want you to glory in your body and the things it can do. You aren't ready for my cock in your ass. I know that. Maybe you never will be, but I know for sure you aren't right now. Hell, you can barely take my cock in your pussy. How about we concentrate on that for now, okay?"

He gently reached out, slipped the nightgown off her body and tossed it aside. "No need to hide this beauty." Reaching out a finger, placed it under her chin and lifted her face to look up at him. "You're doing fine. I don't want a woman who 'knows what she's doing.' I want you, and I want to help teach you how to be the sexual woman you can be. You have everything you need. You just need to realize and embrace that fact.

"I don't know how much masturbation you did before you got here, but I encourage you to do as much of it as you like. And as I said, feel free to do it anywhere in the house. I seldom have visitors, and as I've said before, the staff is very discreet. There's little they haven't seen or done before."

Kent pulled a chair up next to the bed and sat down in it. "Here. Let's explore together. I'll explore me, and you explore you."

 

[Kililia]

Anya gasps he grabs her arm and stops right away as he drags right away to the bed, she glance at her hand. Just as she was about to reply, he cut her off, look down at her hand as he slip the ring on her finger. There was something so romantic by that simple move that made her blush.

She tense up at he spoke as he simply stated his observations: " Kent i just dont feel this is gonna work between us, i am probably the only woman that can not handle her husband cock...I feel a man such as yourself, accomplish should have a real woman that can get him laid. Like my mother said " if you can't get your own man off then get out and let a real woman have him..."

She shivers as he removes her nightgown and toss it aside: " why you say silly..." *blinks as he place his finger on her mouth before making her keep eye contact with him. She blushed as he always somehow manage to reassure her yet a part of her still felt like a failure as his wife. " you should not have such issues with your own wife..." She looks away aggravated at herself and lets out a nervous laugh as she looks at him: " Perhaps if i had fucked college guys, i would of had skill to pleasure my husband like a real woman..."

She looked up embarressed: " I rarely do...i just feel its...weird even if pleasurable..."

Anya look confused as her husband brought over a chair:" dont get me wrong, i do enjoy ewhen we make love, just sometimes i feel....full? and when you thrust the friction i am on like both pain and pleasure...not saying pain is all bad..." *Blushes as the pain was a reminder she was his woman, the idea turn her on and was a perfect edge before coming for him* " i wanna be a good wife but....i lack the skill"

Anya leaned over and kissed him with a sad smile: " i think its a lost cause, Kent...no matter how much i masturbate"

 

[susurrus]

"Fine," Kent said, irritation clear in his voice. "You're so insistent on bringing up the fact I've had other women in the past. It's true. However, you're under the mistaken assumption that any of those others were able to take this," he gestured to his cock, "with ease. You couldn't be farther from the truth. I haven't met a woman yet that didn't have difficulty accommodating me. Yes, some relished that difficulty, and some, I'm sure, ended up wanting my cock more than they did the money. However pleasant that may have been for a while, there's generally more to life than even sex, though it's a big part of it. No matter how insatiable those others might have been, they weren't for me.

"I'd like to give you a chance, if you'd only give yourself one."

Kent's cock had gone soft, and it hung long against his loose, low hanging balls.

"Rub your clit, Anya. Get my cock hard with your show. I'm not going to touch myself. My stimulation will be all you.

"Masturbate."

 

[Kililia]

Anya hated how she irritated him, blushed as he pointed at his enormous cock: " I did not want to upset you Kent...i just...can't seem to fail at it..." * She blink at his request as she back away on the bed, she gulp nervously...A part of her wanted to flee as it was out of her comfort role but when she glance at the ring he slip on her finger. She took a few deep breathes andlaid on her back and parted her legs, exposing herself to him. She suck on her fingers a few times before reaching between her legs and began rub her clit. She closed her eyes a she concentrated on the sensation as she rub her clit.

Any began to moan and squirm as she rub herself slowly,soon , she found herself rubbing faster moaning . Biting her lower lip as her nipple harden as she moans louder and loudly as she rub faster. Soon enough she began make a small puddle of her sweet nectar under her as her pussy was soaking wet...

 

[susurrus]

Anya quite obviously had trouble with his order. Getting over her old hangups was going to be hard for her to do. However, he saw her glance to the ring on her hand and once again, he saw the resolve of duty cross her face. He remembered that look from earlier, when she'd tried to stuff him into her ass, because she believed she had to.

Finally, though, she complied, reaching a hand to her pussy and starting to rub. After a few minutes, she had abandoned all hesitance and was masturbating with intense enthusiasm. Kent's cock rose as Anya forgot herself and gave in to the pleasure.

Kent delighted in her arousal when he saw the river flow from her hole. While he wanted to move in and lap up that tasty fluid and help her orgasm along, he realized she needed to do this on her own, even if it had been his command that had prompted her to begin.

Then, his cock standing full and throbbing, he gave his wife another order.

"Put the ring on the side table and continue."

 

[Kililia]

Anya eyes widen as she stared at her husband in disbelief by his request. She hesitated a long moment before slipping her ring off and place it on the table making her instinctively insecure.she looked at her husband unsure ,blushing at his hard erection a moment. She decided trust him for the first time as she was uneasy, laying back down. She parted her legs for him,closing her eyes taking deep breathe. She reach down and began rubbing her clit, soon she began to moaned and whisper his name as she felt herself getting wetter.

 

[susurrus]

The abandon Anya displayed at her growing arousal suddenly came to a screeching halt. Her head popped up and her thighs closed. Slowly, she sat up, the look on her face showing surprise at his order, and uncertainty that she could comply.

She then looked down at her hand. This time, the look she had said it was her safety blanket, the thing that allowed her to have confidence in herself and the horrifically embarrassing things her husband kept demanding of her.

Eventually though, she slid the ring off and placed it reverently on the nightstand. For several seconds, she stared at it laying there, finally turning away and facing her husband once more.

This was the point she noticed his hard-on. The blush that crept up her face was charming, as she realized her performance was exactly what had gotten Kent into this state. Her reaction told him she hadn't expected to accomplish the task he'd put before her, that of getting him hard without either of them touching his cock.

Even though her confidence lay on the table with the ring, Anya laid back and spread her legs once more. Her entire bare pussy shone with arousal. Kent was tempted to start stroking himself but refrained. The urge for more direct stimulation made his cock throb, but he could wait.

Anya finally slipped her finger back over her swollen clit and resumed working it, however hesitantly. Before long, she was back into it, masturbating with enthusiasm.

Kent moved his chair up, till his knees rested against the bed. He was still a few feet from Anya's pussy, but he had a much better view, even so.

Lifting one of Anya's legs, he began to kiss it. He wasn't a foot man, but a nicely shaped female leg was quite a delight.

His touch startled Anya and she stopped masturbating, staring down at him instead in surprise.

"Don't you dare stop rubbing that cunt," Kent warned, not caring if she liked the word or not. "I'll let you know when you can stop."

 

[Kililia]

Anya gasp as she felt his touch,shivering at his kisses. She open her mouth but decide to be quiet, she recognize that tone in his voice and knew there be severe consequence if she dare talk back. She lay back down and reach between her legs, closing her eyes. She did not dare defy him when he was this aroused wit them naked in bed.

She tries to relax as she reach down between her legs and began to master bath, moaning as she rub her clit. She squirm between his kiss and her own pleasure, God she was soaking wet onice more.

She clutch the sheet, curling her toes as the pleasure increase, soon enough she cries out his name as she came so hard for him. She lay on the bed, looking up dazed as she was trying catch her breathe.

She looks down at her husband embaressed wanting to close her legs as a puddle of cum lay under her.

 

[susurrus]

It didn't take a lot of time after Kent started kissing and caressing Anya's legs before she was shivering and crying out in orgasm. It lasted a while, and Kent just watched in awe and arousal at his young wife's pleasure.

When she began to come down from her high, he saw her head slowly rise from the bed, there was that post-orgasmic glow on her face, but also curiosity and embarrassment.

Kent simply said one word: "Again."

 

[Kililia]

Any looks in shock at his request but also notice it was not a request but an order...she open her legs wider to give him a good view before beginin to rub her sensitive clit. Blushes as she gasps as she continued to rub her clit. Shivering as her nipples were painfully hard and tries not look at him as she was become more self conscious . She tense up as she continued to feel herself getting wetter and wetter..

She found herself cumming sooner than the first time...and continued as it appeared it was his wish...she found herself cumming several times in front of her husand till she was panting and found herself exhausted yet still expose to her husband. She look down at him as her clit was so sensitive as she found herself out of breathe to even talk back at him. Blushing at the sight of his throbbing erection and his expression of hunger, which made him look like a starving wolf .

 

[susurrus]

Kent was learning one of the things Anya disliked greatly was being put on display. It was a reason she so hated that her only mode of attire available was lingerie. That was changing, as she'd soon discover, and then she'd yearn for lingerie. It was also why she got so embarrassed when she was ordered
to perform. These things he was having her do were private; so private, Kent suspected she seldom even did them for herself, behind closed doors.

At the moment, Kent realized he ring was a symbol of a duty. He guessed that somewhere in her past, Anya had had instilled in her a sense of "what a wife is expected to do." She didn't need to particularly like it. In fact, it appeared whatever expectations lurked around in that compact little body, her pleasure didn't even enter into the equation. Using the ring in such a way would quickly give it an unsavory connotation in Anya's mind, and from there, would develop into resentment. Having a wife who hated everything you were and stood for was not in the hand Kent Rockwell cared to be dealt. It seemed that, whatever feelings Anya might have for her parents, they had done her few favors other than bringing her into the world, then ejecting her from their lives. Having her masturbate for him like this, without the crutch of the ring to "make it okay," was an effort to show her she could do such things on her own and it was still okay. It was also a demonstration that her pleasure also fell under the suspices of "pleasing her man."

Anya's orgasm came on much quicker this time, after a little whimpering from what Kent suspected wss post-orgasmic sensitivity. This time, though, when she came, Anya just kept rubbing, not waiting to be told to do so again. The next cum was even quicker, as was the next. Kent's delightful young wife rubbed herself through five orgasms before she pulled her hand from het cunt, soaked with both sweat and cum. Her breath burst from her as if trying to make more room for a greater amout of air than was available. The sheets between her legs were drenched and she appeared too wiped out to be embarrassed at the wanton way she splayed out over the bed.

When she raised her head, though clearly exhausted, still she blushed at the sight of Kent's cock, making its own contribution to the wet mess on the bed. He hadn't cum but Anya's show had the pre-cum literally flowing from him.

While he wanted very badly to fuck her - her pussy had to be incredibly well lubricated by now - he still held back.

Reaching up and caressing her sweat-damp hair, Kent said quietly, "That was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

"What would you like to do now? You may have the ring back if you like, but keep in mind that it is by no means a shackle, it doesn't change what you are or what I want or expect of you. Do I want sex from you? Of course. Do I want sex from you if I know you're doing it only because someone taught you that you should do it whether you like it or not? Absolutely not. I want you to get something out of it, too, and not just, 'I did my duty.'

"The time may come where I do expect you to do things because I tell you to. However, I don't want your only reason for doing them to be, 'he told me to.' I want you to WANT to do them.

"Do you want the ring back? I promise it isn't nearly as heavy a burden as you were making it. Besides, you just proved you don't need it to be able to do things that please me."

 

[Kililia]

Any blushed as he complimented, it was strange how he found her attractive while she was so wet with sweat and cum. She glance at the ring and back at him as she listened and smiled at Kent. She looked up at him : " This is very new to me being a wife and you being my first, i feel like someone should of given me a manual to prepare for such a big role. I just fear i messed everything up and end up in the street as i dont know what kind of person you are. "

She looks at the ring: " I want the ring of course since i am your wife....and i loved that its very special to you than something bought in a store...' *she enjoyed wearing something that signify she was his wife not just a lover* " I'm sorry for being to upset...it was towards myself and failure get use to your size ...i dont wanna displease you in bed since, like you said its important in a relationship"

She ran her hands over his chest and lean forward to kiss him: " I want you to make to deflower my ass...not out of duty just cause i want to feel you thrust inside me till you cum..." *blushes* "I love feeling he stretch to accommodate your size even as it hurts, cause i know i am yours..." *smiles* " I like when you take charge ..." *She did not know why though it could be scary, it also turn her on when he took charge. Most guys ran away when she lost her temper and it was different with Kent. Her husband did not need to even raise his voice just the change of tone was enough to have her know her place. It was strangely making her feel feminin being with a man that commanded such power in their relationship.

 

[susurrus]

Kent nodded. "I appreciate that you want to do anything I want you to. Trust me, it's what I want, too. However, I want you to do it because you truly want to. More importantly, I want you to enjoy it. I don't want you to do things you don't actually like. You may not think you should do some of them at first, but I'll take it slow. It's called training.

"I'm not going to just shove my cock in your ass. That, I know you wouldn't enjoy. Let's face it, you can barely take me in your pussy. I think we'll start slow on your butt. Right now, I have everything we need to start training your ass, and it isn't my cock."

 

[Kililia]

Anya back up a bit to sit up : " i do want too i just seem to not perform well as a woman/wife" * kisses him * i do appreciate your patience as well, Kent...but i refuse to use toys, i am not some lesbian..."

She kissed him softly: " Wait...why you said train...? You make it sound like i am some animal ...." *roll her eyes remembering how she first acted when they met and groan* " If you say i am one, even as a joke, i will never forgive you" *Smirk as she teased him*

"I want to please you cause your my husband and god knows you have been patient with me..." *smiles* " i want to be the reason when you smile or when you are happy.....is that so wrong of me?"

 

[susurrus]

"You also train new employees at a job so they know how to perform to the best of their ability, and also so they know what to do, an what not to do. Athletes train so they can make their bodies do things that don't come easy. Circus performers train to do things that perhaps their body doesn't do very naturally. Training is the perfect word.

"I'm through treating you like an animal, though if you decide you want to act like one again, I still have the cage, and I haven't forgotten how to tie knots..."

 

[Kililia]

Anya rolls her eyes as he describe type of training, sighs as he makes his point....she glared at him as he mention the cage and knots to her: " You sure know how to be a jerk....."
Turns and slips off the bed to place distance between them as she heads to the washroom. Stops to turn to look at his hard cock and back at his face with a smirk: " You will need to take care of that , by yourself...i am gonna head shower..."

She headed to the shower and started the water and began to take her shower, she hated how he could easily remind her of her place . she pick up the shampoo bottle and began to wash her hair after all there was no point hurrying till she calm down....She pressed her forhead on the shower wall as she allowed the water to massage her as she fought her old habits of lashing out at his smart ass remark....

 

[susurrus]

Kent was getting so fucking tired of Anya just walking away from him. Still, he let her go for the moment, and when he heard the water running, went into the bath and stood and watched a few minutes.

When he'd had his fill of just watching, he stepped into the shower stall with her. There was plenty of room. Every shower and tub in the house was big enough for at least two people to fit comfortably. It took a few seconds for Anya to notice his presence, but when she did, she was a little surprised. She'd apparently never shared a shower with anyone before.

Before she could say a word, Kent pressed her against the wall, pinning her body against his. "I don't care how you feel," he started, warning dripping from his words, "you will not walk away from me like that again."

 

[Kililia]

Anya glanced back to find her husband behind her just as she was about to reply she found herself pin between the wall and him. Gulps as he make it clear, he did not care how she felt and knew better then back talk defiantly.

She tense up at the tone of her husband voice, knowing he was very upset for her behaviour and pray it was not to late to return to his good side. She took a deep breathe before replying to him; " I'm sorry kent...I was trying avoiding to lash out.. "

Anya was used to scream and leave but realized her husband would not tolerate her bad habits. She shivered ad her hard nippleson were pressed against the shower wall, she tried to get off only to find her husband prevent her movement : " Kent...I said I was sorry...please get off me...you made your point.. " She hated feeling small *

 

[susurrus]

He didn't move when she asked him to release her. "I'm tired of your disrespect. I've tried to afford you ss much respect and courtesy as I feel possible, and don't get reciprocal treatment. If you'd like me to give you what I believe is an equal amount of respect as you keep throwing at me..." Kent couldn't keep the sneer from his voice as he said, "I'll be happy to oblige, though I dont think you'll appreciate it much."

He then backed away, letting Anya away from the wall. Just about any other time, he'd have joined her in the shower, but once again, she'd managed to chip away at his resolve and released the anger and frustration he tried so hard to keep from coming to the surface.

Hating himself once again for losing his composure, he left the shower and went back to his office and resumed the work he'd been conducting when Anya had entered the room.