After the Movie

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Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Heterosexual, DomSub, MaleDom, Light Bond, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, .

Desc: Sex Story: They went to a lowsy movie but he noticed that she like what was happening in it, so he decided to take action...

This story repsents my first foray into erotic fiction and I would would love some feedback. I've tried to include the feelings and thoughts of both partners, so let me know. Thanks! Enjoy!


<This movie stinks!> Glen thought to himself. <I'm sorry I talked Donna into coming.> Although he usually loved the action/intrigue genre, his wife didn't care for them. He usually had to promise her something special to get her to go with him. Unfortunately, this one turned out to be lousy Currently on the screen, the heroine is being tied up by the spy, while his partner is making suggestive small talk about what would happen to her when her usefulness ran out. He turned to Donna to ask if she wanted anything from the snack bar and he was amazed.

She was staring at the screen in rapt attention, lips slightly parted, breathing rapidly. <That is just how she looks when she's aroused!> he said to himself. His eyes wandered down and, sure enough, her hands were between her legs and her thighs were tightly clamped together. His mind raced. <Does being tied up turn her on?>

Although they had been married for a while, and neither had ever had another partner, their sex life was neverdull. Donna was very creative and he was always wondering what she would surprize him with next. Maybe now was his chance to surprize her. After all, he promised her a great night of sex if she went to this sucky movie with him.

He spent the rest of the movie and the ride home planning how to pull it off. "You're awfully quiet," Donna said, "Anything wrong?"

"No," he replied distractedly, "Just a little tired."

They arrived home and entered the door. He immediately began kissing her passionately, rubbing her body and squeezing her ass. She responded and began unbuttoning his shirt. He reached up to her shoulders and turned her around. <Ooohh! I love it when he gropes my breasts from behind!> Donna thought. Suddenly, she felt her hands being held together and Glen was wrapping his belt around her wrists. "Glen!" she screached, "What do you think you're doing?"

"Don't talk!" Glenn snapped, turning her back around. "I saw you at the movie, you _know_ you want this! I'm in control of you, you will obey me!" Then he leaned over and whispered in her ear, "If I go too far, just say 'orange juice'" She nodded mutely in response.

He unbuttioned her shirt and unhooked her bra, pushing the bra up to expose her beautiful, 38DD breast that he knew he would never grow tired of. He reached up and began fondling them, rolling her nipples between his thumb and forfinger as he knew she liked. She closed her eyes to better enjoy the sensations whiling through her body. At that moment he pinched her nipples. Her eyes flew open just as his reached around to grab her ponytail.

"You will keep your eyes open and look at me!" he said harshly. With his other hand he reached down and opened his jeans, freeing his hard cock. Exerting firm pressure downward on her hair, he brought her to her knees before him. "Now, suck it, and you'd better do a good job!" A shudder went through her as she opened her mouth and he inserted his cock into her warm, wet mouth. She began moving her lips slowly up and down the length of him. Swirling her tongue around the tip and underneath the shaft, she knew the way he loved it. She moaned as he tightened his grip on her hair and felt herself begin to drip between her thighs.

He looked down at her in such a submissive position and felt a surge of power and other wonderful sensations he never dreamed of. He thought to himself, <I'm in control here! I can make her do anything I want! I can make her deep throat me!> It was something he'd wanted to try before but felt nervous about bringing up. Now was his chance. He reached out and grabbed both sides of her face. Then he began slowly pulling her face into his groin deeper and deeper, his balls beginning to tickle her chin. He felt her gag and begin to struggle slightly. He released his pressure momentarily to allow her a chance to back off. When she made no move to do so, he pulled her face to him again. Again and again, he was fully fucking her face, now! He moaned loudly, never had he felt sensations like this before! He had to take a step back and lean against the wall to prevent falling over from the pleasure.


<What is he doing?> She felt his cock so slowly farther and farther down her throat. She gagged and reflex made her struggle a little. She wasn't sure if she liked this, but knew that she _loved_ the feeling of being totally helpless and in his power. So she decided to allow him this pleasure - just this once. He forced his cock down her throat again and she gagged again. <Maybe if I swallow, I won't gag as much.> With his next thrust she was ready and swallowed the gag as it began to rise. She suddenly realized that Glen must have felt her swallow. He suddenly moaned and took a step back to lean against the wall. Knowing that she pleasured him so much caused her clit to throb with arousal and she had an abrupt change of heart. <I could learn to love this!>


Glen realized that he was on the verge of a climax, he had never been able to get hard twice in the same night and he wanted this to last. So he quickly grabbed her hair and pulled her off his cock. She was still kneeling there with her eyes closed and mouth opened. "I told you to keep your eyes opened!" he said, "Stand up! He slid her miniskirt down to her ankles and felt her mound through her cotton panties. "My, you're awfully wet, sweetie! I knew that deep inside you were a slut!" He bent to slide her panties down, stood up, and slid a finger into her wet hole. She suddered, moaned, and squirmed. "You see? You can't wait to be fucked, can you? Go get on the bed!" She quickly ran into the bedroom, excitedly wondering what he had in store for her.

She lay down on the bed and waited for him, painfully laying on her bound arms. He came striding into the room and barked, "Turn over! I want to fuck you from behind." She quickly turned over and raised her creamy ass for him. He got on his knees behind her and set his cock on the lips of her pussy. He usually entered her slowly and allowed her to savor the sensation, but he realized that that would be out of "character". So, he grapped her hips and quickly thrust into her wet, dripping slot. She grunted in surprise, but recovered herself and began matching his momentum and melting into the currents coursing through her body. He thrust into her hard again and again, while she whimpered and moaned. He looked at her in this position before him and watched her hands writhe as if to free herself.

Due to her hand restraints, she was bent over more than her usual all-fours position. This had the effect of opening her butt-cheeks more than he'd ever noticed before. He reached to the side table lamp and turned it on. "Glen! I'm not used to having the light on!" "Shut up slut! Just do what I tell you to!" He now got his first good look ever of her puckered, pink asshole. He reached his thumb over to touch it and heard her gasp with pleasure. He was pleasantly shocked! He began massaging it with his thub, feeling it's hot, inviting tightness. She moaned softly. <She likes her asshole touched!> he thought in surprise. Without really thinking about it, he reached his had down to their union and wet his fingers with her slippery juices. He returned his hand to her asshole and massaged it again. Her moaning returned. Slowly, he inserted just the tip of his finger. "Oohh, Oohh, Oh, my god!" she cried. "Did I give you permission to speak?" he shouted as he gave her a smart slap on her ass. He began frigging her with his finger as he slammed into her pussy with his cock.


She lay there moaning as he massaged her asshole. She tried to be quiet because she didn't think she should enjoy him touching her there, but, my god, she did! <What must he think of me?> His hand left briefly, only to return slick with her juices. She felt him massaging her asshole and suddenly slip in a finger. She gasped involuntarily with pleasure. She couldn't believe the feelings whirling around in her body. He was frigging her asshole and banging into her pussy like she were a piece of meat, and she _loved_ it!


He had never before considered fucking her in the ass, but now the desire to do so was overwhelming him. He slid his cock out of her pussy, grabbed her ankles, and pulled so that she now lay flat on her stomach. She let out an "ooommf!" as she collapsed. He got between her legs and spread her cheeks with one hand. "You're just a slut here for my pleasure and I'm going to fuck your ass now." he said. "Glen!" she screamed, half in shock, half in anticipation - but she didn't say 'orange juice'. "Shutup!" he yelled as he slapped her ass again.

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