this her first multiple orgasm?
Wendy climaxed so hard and for so long that
her vision darkened. For a moment she feared she may lose consciousness. Never
had she experienced such rapture.
It was ecstasy.
Ecstasy!
Wendy was barely aware when Frank stopped spanking her,
and turned the vibrator off. He held her down while she bucked and writhed,
preventing her from falling to the floor. She lost a bit of time there somehow,
because suddenly she seemed to be sitting on his lap, cradled protectively
within Frank's arms. He gently tended her, stroking, kissing and petting while
she came back to herself.
Wendy felt disembodied, it was as if she was floating.
She had heard stories that women experienced the greatest
sexual pleasure when they hit forty. She was two years off that, but right now
she could believe it.
Holy shit. I just had the most intense orgasm of my whole
life.
12. Frank's Fantasy
Frank's heart kicked as he pulled his
wife back up to return to sitting on his lap. He had been concerned that he had
really hurt her. That scream of Wendy's had been so loud and anguished that for
a second there he wouldn’t have been surprised to find that he had accidentally
given her a heart attack or stroke.
"Are you okay?" he asked when
she had recovered somewhat. It was difficult to hide the anxiety in his voice.
Wendy just gazed at him with dilated
pupils. Her eyes were glazed and heavy-lidded. She looked languid and dreamy, like
she was tripped out from drugs.
"Sweetheart," she murmured.
"That was the best climax I have ever had, I swear."
Frank smiled so hard that he felt the
strain of it on his face. "Really?"
"Oh, yeah," she said in a tone
of awe. "I think I had multiple orgasms, something I’ve read about but
never experienced."
"How many?" he asked
curiously.
She grinned. "Three, maybe. I don’t
know. I thought I was going to pass out there for a minute because I couldn’t
catch my breath between them."
Wendy began to detail how overwhelming
it had been, and how he had done the whole thing perfectly, not too hard, not
too soft. Frank found it really satisfying. Later he would tell his new friends
on FetLife exactly how it went, and thank them for being so helpful.
They chatted for a bit, with Frank
plying her with questions about what turned her on and what didn't. The
spanking had absolutely made her hot. Surprisingly, it made him horny too. What
was that about? Seeing her writhe as she accepted his punishment? Making her
buttocks red? The fact that she was completely in his power? Who knew?
The We-Vibe was a real hit. Frank
intended to make Wendy climax some more, but just now he needed relief himself.
How would a Dom in one of those books react?
Suddenly he knew.
"I want you to kneel for me now,"
he growled with intentionally bold confidence.
Wendy reacted with a grin, instantly dropping
to her knees between his legs. Frank slid to the edge of the chair and took off
his tux jacket, rolling up his shirt sleeves. He didn’t plan on getting naked
just yet, but he was too warm. He rolled up his sleeves to cool himself off and
to let her know that he still meant business. It was a subtle message. He was
still in control, and he planned to get to work again soon. On her.
She looked at him intently while licking
her lips.
The thought of those soft lips of hers made
more blood shoot into his already painfully hard dick. The knowledge that he
was possibly going to ejaculate in her mouth for the first time made everything
down low, from his gut and below, tighten.
"Take my cock out," he
instructed, still seated on the chair.
"Oh, Frank, you commanding tough
guy, you," Wendy cooed when she reached for his zip, and freed his aching
erection. "God almighty, honey, you have no idea what words like that do
for me. You make me so freaking horny." Wendy held his cock, reverently
stroking it.
Frank pushed his pants down a little
lower while watching her. Wendy's eyes never left him. It gave him a huge
thrill,
Wendy climaxed so hard and for so long that
her vision darkened. For a moment she feared she may lose consciousness. Never
had she experienced such rapture.
It was ecstasy.
Ecstasy!
Wendy was barely aware when Frank stopped spanking her,
and turned the vibrator off. He held her down while she bucked and writhed,
preventing her from falling to the floor. She lost a bit of time there somehow,
because suddenly she seemed to be sitting on his lap, cradled protectively
within Frank's arms. He gently tended her, stroking, kissing and petting while
she came back to herself.
Wendy felt disembodied, it was as if she was floating.
She had heard stories that women experienced the greatest
sexual pleasure when they hit forty. She was two years off that, but right now
she could believe it.
Holy shit. I just had the most intense orgasm of my whole
life.
12. Frank's Fantasy
Frank's heart kicked as he pulled his
wife back up to return to sitting on his lap. He had been concerned that he had
really hurt her. That scream of Wendy's had been so loud and anguished that for
a second there he wouldn’t have been surprised to find that he had accidentally
given her a heart attack or stroke.
"Are you okay?" he asked when
she had recovered somewhat. It was difficult to hide the anxiety in his voice.
Wendy just gazed at him with dilated
pupils. Her eyes were glazed and heavy-lidded. She looked languid and dreamy, like
she was tripped out from drugs.
"Sweetheart," she murmured.
"That was the best climax I have ever had, I swear."
Frank smiled so hard that he felt the
strain of it on his face. "Really?"
"Oh, yeah," she said in a tone
of awe. "I think I had multiple orgasms, something I’ve read about but
never experienced."
"How many?" he asked
curiously.
She grinned. "Three, maybe. I don’t
know. I thought I was going to pass out there for a minute because I couldn’t
catch my breath between them."
Wendy began to detail how overwhelming
it had been, and how he had done the whole thing perfectly, not too hard, not
too soft. Frank found it really satisfying. Later he would tell his new friends
on FetLife exactly how it went, and thank them for being so helpful.
They chatted for a bit, with Frank
plying her with questions about what turned her on and what didn't. The
spanking had absolutely made her hot. Surprisingly, it made him horny too. What
was that about? Seeing her writhe as she accepted his punishment? Making her
buttocks red? The fact that she was completely in his power? Who knew?
The We-Vibe was a real hit. Frank
intended to make Wendy climax some more, but just now he needed relief himself.
How would a Dom in one of those books react?
Suddenly he knew.
"I want you to kneel for me now,"
he growled with intentionally bold confidence.
Wendy reacted with a grin, instantly dropping
to her knees between his legs. Frank slid to the edge of the chair and took off
his tux jacket, rolling up his shirt sleeves. He didn’t plan on getting naked
just yet, but he was too warm. He rolled up his sleeves to cool himself off and
to let her know that he still meant business. It was a subtle message. He was
still in control, and he planned to get to work again soon. On her.
She looked at him intently while licking
her lips.
The thought of those soft lips of hers made
more blood shoot into his already painfully hard dick. The knowledge that he
was possibly going to ejaculate in her mouth for the first time made everything
down low, from his gut and below, tighten.
"Take my cock out," he
instructed, still seated on the chair.
"Oh, Frank, you commanding tough
guy, you," Wendy cooed when she reached for his zip, and freed his aching
erection. "God almighty, honey, you have no idea what words like that do
for me. You make me so freaking horny." Wendy held his cock, reverently
stroking it.
Frank pushed his pants down a little
lower while watching her. Wendy's eyes never left him. It gave him a huge
thrill,
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