I Owned Her Mouth (L/A)
This post contains strong language (L) and mentions anal sex (A).
This past Father’s Day, I had Friday off from work, as well as Monday for the Juneteenth holiday. I was looking forward to my four-day reprieve. Kate asked me what I would like to do for my Father’s Day weekend.
“Well, Kate, you kind of opened the door by asking the question. So, I’d really like to fuck you in the ass all weekend,” I said.
“Yeah, I bet. I was thinking more like a nice steak or something,” Kate replied with a laugh.
We both had a good laugh from it. We both knew “all weekend” in the best of scenarios wouldn’t be anything record setting, with an 18-month-old running around. “But if you want to plan a ‘special event’”, she told me, “I’m in.”
I did joyously (for us both!) plow her in the ass good and proper that weekend. I gave her pussy a good pounding, too, but that is not really the whole point of this story.
I had done some shopping a couple weeks prior and bought a hogtie cuff restraint. Kate and I have been experimenting with bondage, harnesses, swings, etc., and this intrigued me. The thought of having total control over her mouth for my complete pleasure was hot to me. Full disclaimer: I am not overly dominant in our relationship, but I usually do lead. Kate knows she is welcome to restrain me, control me, peg me, or anything she wants to do to me.
On Monday morning, before our daughter woke, I started caressing and kissing Kate to wake her from her slumber. We enjoyed a few minutes of intimate kissing and roaming hands. I then told her it was time to play the game I had been waiting for. She knew I had planned something as she suggested, but I hadn’t shared the details.
After directing her out of the bed and onto her knees near our dresser, I retrieved the hogtie restraint from its closet hiding place. Kate said nothing, but shot me that look that conveyed the thought, “Another gadget… Seriously???” as I brought it out. I undid the Velcro straps and began to snugly capture her ankles and then her wrists.
“This is MY morning,” I informed her in the tone I use when we are in a Dom/sub headspace. “The only thing I am focusing on is your mouth, and its purpose right now is to pleasure my cock.” Kate nodded her understanding.
Working to fulfill her sole purpose in life for that limited window of time, Kate opened her mouth to accept the shaft I began feeding her. We warmed up with some fairly routine sucking, and then I aimed for more. I showed her the silicone lube that I had ready on top of our dresser. (I’d done my research to make sure the brand was safe to injest.)
“This will stay slick even if you slobber and help me slide the head all the way down your throat. I want to be sure you can breathe, and you need to tell me by shaking your head if it gets to be too much. Okay, love?” She nodded.
I greased my cock with the lube and wiped my hands with a piece of laundry that was sitting within reach. Then I put my cock back into her mouth, reached around to the back of her head, and interlocked my fingers.
“Relax, babe,” I said. Then I pulled, firmly and stadily, driving my cock as deep into her throat as I could. It felt like my urethra hit a wall, but I pressed into it, and then her muscles eased to allow me to go a little deeper. I made very short thrusts into her and pushed through about 2-3 seconds of her gagging, then fully withdrew.
Checking to ensure she was fine and waiting a few seconds for her to get a good breath, I then grabbed the back of her head and pushed deep again, her lips pressing into my body, releasing after a couple seconds of gagging sounds. Kate has managed to mostly suppress her gag reflex, but my cock will cut off her breathing from the depth it reaches, which limits the amount of time she can take me so deeply. She has no issue with me driving or forcing it into her, as long as I release before she really begins to choke badly. I am so blessed to have a wife who trusts me enough to open up to so many experiences.
For several more minutes, I pumped my cock into Kate’s welcoming mouth like a piston. I tried to get her to stay still and just let her mouth serve as a hole for my fucking, but she cannot help but take an active role at times. I routinely would pull her head into me and bury my cock to the depths of her throat, releasing appropriately.
Eventually, her back began to hurt a little, and I knew I had to bring this to a conclusion. In an effort to speed things up, I pulled away and began to stroke my cock. She had a look that expressed a little disappointment.
“Don’t worry, love. I’m going to have you take me across the finish line,” I said.
My strokes had brought me close to my climax, so I resumed fucking Kate’s mouth. After a couple of minutes, I began filling her mouth with my warm semen, delivering the treat she worked hard for. Once she had swallowed what I provided to her, she worked to increase the intensity of her sucking for a few seconds to milk out any of my goodness that she could manage to extract.
Having my lovely wife helpless and at my control, trusting me, was an incredibly arousing experience. We haven’t used the hogtie since. I think it is pretty limited in its applications, but still a nice addition to our collection, IMO. I think Kate would say that her back and knees began to bother her some before I was finished. Maybe next time I’ll put a pad under her knees and back her against the bed so she can lean against it. Owning her mouth is never an issue, but her comfort is always critical.
Well, my birthday weekend isn’t too far away. Kate knows I plan to fuck her ass, as deep and hard as she can handle, every chance I get. Maybe the hogtie can make an encore appearance to give her butt a well-deserved break at some point…
Hubbie here: another well-written story, AA, and thanks for it. I do love the Edgy play in your marriage, and am glad to read about it. I did notice you had 51 votes and 2.9/5.0, so a decent amount of voting (more than my stories get!), and a middle of the road average rating. If I may offer my two cents …
* you’ve established in comments to another of your stories that you write about your sexuality and look to connect with others, similarly so inclined. If some don’t like it, or it’s too extreme/kinky, then respectfully, too bad, so sad. I love this independent focus on your passion-particulars. We feel the same way about ours.
* I do sense an overall tone or gestalt to your writing that I take as a focus on your pleasure. And to me, it’s an inordinate focus, and one with which I don’t readily identify. My sexual focus is on Queen and her pleasure. Certainly I pursue mine with her, but my writings focus more on our passion, her pleasure, not mine.
* A prime example is your “ “This is MY morning,” I informed her in the tone I use when we are in a Dom/sub headspace. “The only thing I am focusing on is your mouth, and its purpose right now is to pleasure my cock.” Kate nodded her understanding.” She may understand, but this is a little off-putting to me.
Please understand, I am not telling/suggesting that you change or stop writing (please keep writing). This is just my observation, shared for who knows what reason. I really value MarriageHeat, and when I see such well-crafted erotica receive a less than 4 rating, my analytical brain goes into hyper-drive.
Different folks rate for different reasons, but I think most consider some combination of (1) writing quality, (2) sexual heat, and (3) overall tone or “how do I feel about it?” IMHO, I think my stories are well written, (1), and my overall tone (3) is received well enough. I don’t do explicit sexual stuff (2), and so I think I get dinged on that.
Consider this just sharing some thoughts between two erotica-writers. In any event, thanks for a good, heated, sexual Father’s Day romp, happy birthday ahead of time, and good luck with the hogtie set-up. You wrote “hogtie”, my mind went to bacon, and you had me at bacon! Thanks for writing.
Blessings and passion.
As a response, I actually identify well with Kate in this story. One of the biggest turn-ons for one with a "sub" bent is to be the source of our spouse's pleasure. It's hard for one not so inclined to understand. We don't want to be treated this way constantly and certainly not in every aspect of our lives, and I feel Alan captures this well in his stories because he alludes to the temporary nature of the Dom/sub "space" during these specific interludes.
What isn't widely known is that the sub is ALWAYS the one in charge in a healthy relationship of this sort. We typically invite, even beg for, a sub experience—for our own pleasure! A special occasion like a birthday or Father's day is just an excuse, a welcome opportunity for passion play. They are usually rare occurances, and if at any time we want the action to cease, we have pre-arranged a signal to end the "scene." All of this is well represented in AA's post, and I enjoyed it thoroughly.
As you said, Q&H, not all will resonate with this type of dynamic; but that's the reason for the categories: we can each choose the types of stories that we most appreciate or are in the mood for at a given time.
Hubbie here: Boom! Well said, CHL!
Hubble, thanks for the feedback. I appreciate your positive support through my small number of entries, which I know are extreme or too much for some.
The number one reason I write on MH is to relive the hot memories the two of us had. It gets me horny to repeat them or try something new. Kate has never been interested in erotica, and was dismissive when I mentioned MH to her. Unbeknownst to her, I published a few entries and she has found them hot to read, and loved the way I wrote them. I encouraged her to do the same, but she is shy, with English being her second language.
It is my hope that some will get inspired by reading my stories. Maybe someone will try something new, open up to his/her spouse, etc. With that said, I am who I am and that certainly isn't Alan Vanilla. I don't write fiction. Anything I have shared here has actually occurred and we loved every bit of it, both of us.
I tend to write from my perspective, and share the sensations I experienced and recall from such events. Kate is quiet by nature and not super expressive sexually. She is still in the process of opening up and sharing all of her experiences with me. She doesn't cum super easily, but there are times when she lets loose with such sensations. I'll try to incorporate when I can. I have a story about going down on her while restrained and her series of orgasms, but it has been sitting in pending approval for several weeks it seems.
Regarding the off-putting reaction to my dominant or assertive nature in this account, I get it. It was that type of occasion. That said, it was one occasion. What is unreasonable, between two married people deeply in love and highly sexually adventurous, with one giving himself/herself over to an experience that is solely for the physical pleasure of the other? Obviously, it shouldn't always be that way, in that both partners should be pleasured, but I have no problems with doing so at all. All that is needed to peak my interest and find something appealing is the idea that Kate will get off like a rocket. Whether or not I get any particular sensation out of something isn't relevant to me, in terms of enjoying, let alone being willing, to do something. She would feel the same. I got some criticisms on my quite admittedly explicit story about Kate rimming me intensely, and that was one of them. While that story was focused on my experience, believe me when I say that Kate has had her salad tossed like a hurricane hit it–and I'd love doing that 1,000 more times. Her expressions, vocalizing, and muscles spasming from the intensity are all I need to love it.
Hey, thanks again for the feedback. I am still new at writing this stuff. If nothing else, I hope you got to enjoy some bacon. 🙂
Hubbie here: AA, good points, and I get them. Keep on writing! As I said, I love the Edge play in your passion life! You write for yourself (“… to relive the hot memories the two of us had. It gets me horny to repeat them or try something new.”) and that’s key!
Also, you write for others (“It is my hope that some will get inspired by reading my stories. Maybe someone will try something new, open up to his/her spouse, etc.”) Also great. I do the same thing. It’s a challenging balance, especially in erotica. I love the challenge!
Finally, you wrote “I don't write fiction. Anything I have shared here has actually occurred and we loved every bit of it, both of us.” I really identified with this. The same for me, even if I add a creative embellishment or two. I call it “literary exhibitionism”, and it’s a turn-on.
Please keep writing, and I’ll keep reading!
Blessings and passion.
Cindy here:
I came on this morning with the sole purpose of reading and masturbating to a good blowjob story and I have to say when I read “The only thing I am focusing on is your mouth, and its purpose right now is to pleasure my cock” my fingers went from my slit and into my mouth. From a wife’s perspective, I love when Cal uses me like this. I’m actually writing a story right now that I’ll submit soon that ends with him using the ever living sex out of me. And I begged for it. But I get both sides to that coin. It’s nice to make love too.
I appreciate all the views expressed in both the stories and the resulting comments. Aspects of the dom/sub roles interest me, but I do not like some of them. For one, I would never do anything that induces gagging or cuts off my airflow. I have struggled with phobia over choking or suffocating ever since I was a kid; stress makes my throat muscles tight, and that feeling makes me nervous. So I could not enjoy any activity that hinders clear, open breathing. And gagging, for me, is one step away from vomiting, which is another thing I can't stand. I hate vomiting. I feel like I'm dying when I do. Others are not as affected by that, but for me, it's physical and mental horror.
On the other hand, I like a dominant (though gentle and caring) man. I think I would want that in the bedroom. Because masculinity is so lacking these days, I want strength, presence, and decisiveness in my future husband. Yet I don't think I am or would be a sub. I desire to feel equal in the marriage dance of sex. Debasing myself just doesn't sound pleasurable. I want it to be simply two people in love and giving to each other. That's my personality and viewpoint. I get that everyone is different, and I also realize that I might change on some things. All in all, I love reading the stories by all these varied couples who have such rich sex lives. I pray for that if I ever marry.
LLL, there is huge trust and communication involved. I love the feel of completely filling Kate. When she can relax enough to truly take all of me, the feel of her throat muscles around the last portion of my cock is out of this world sensational. It does block her wind pipe. It can only be for seconds at a time. I will often pull back after a few seconds and Kate knows to pinch my thigh if she needs me to pull back. I continually check to see if she is doing okay. I would never want her to vomit or have a traumatic experience. I am incredibly grateful that she is an oral fanatic and welcomes things like pulling her head and feeding myself to her. I would never take advantage of that and turn it into a negative experience.
As for dom/sub and feeling equal, there is nothing I can even think of that Kate would like to try or do that I wouldn't eagerly embrace. I have on numerous occasions welcomed her to using cuffs, restraints, leash, gags, etc. on me and it just doesn't seem to be something she readily embraces, but I would love it.
If some of Kate & Alan show is a little too much for you, well you're like 99% of the rest of everyone out there. LOL You seem like you have very positive healthy outlook on sex. I hope you find your Mr. Right.
Cindy here.
As adventurous as Cal and I our, I had to look up a hogtie restraint-I had a general idea, but damn, I’d love to be put in one from time to time. This story was so much fun. Thanks for the hot play time-Cal is away on business (he travels most of the time for work)-and I needed a story from a man’s point of view on using his wife to get to where I needed to go this morning. I love hit stories that don’t beat around the bush and just get naughty and a bit nasty! Keep it up.