Sticky stuff

He was lying next to his wife. He had stayed up 2 hours after she had gone to bed. Restlessy watching a movie, waiting for her to fall asleep. Now she was. Breathing slowly on her leftside with her back towards him.

His hand touched his dick which was already hard. He wanted to wank. He had to wank. Behind his closed eyes he could see the beautiful Mistress he had met on an x-rated website. Her long dark hair. The full ripe breasts with beautiful nipples. Her slim body. Long legged. Golden heels. Dark eyes piercing in his mind.

"You will wank in bed, next to your wife and eat you cum".

She hadn't blinked or raised her voice when she ordered it. There hadnt been a smile or smirk. Just her dark unreadable eyes boring into his eyes. Deep into his mind.

She had been almost naked. Sitting proud in front of her cam. Controlling him. He could only stare at her beauty and answer her questions. She was teasing him. Hypnotizing him. Her hands touching her wonderful body. Caressing her beautiful breasts. Her hands going down. Lower and lower. Glueing his eyes to the small pinkish panties she was wearing. Apart from the golden shoes all she wore.

"You can never touch me. Taste your precum for me."

As if in a dream he collected some precum on a finger and licked put the finger in his mouth. Tasting his precum.

"How does it taste?"

Salty and sticky he had told her. Maybe he had seen a small smile on her beautiful red lips. He had wanted to tell her that he longed for her control so much. That thinking of her made him almost cum. That he wanted to do everything to please her. But he could only stare at her hand between her legs. Softly going up and down. Her other hand on a breast. Stroking, pinching softly.

She wanted his cum. She was the only one he could cum for. She was his Goddess. His Destiny. His Mistress.

He didnt even have to wank his dick to make it rockhard. Thinking of her was enough. He breathed in deep. Wanking his cock slowly beneath the blankets he shared with his wife. Pressing his other hand to his balls.

How he wished her hands were jerking his cock. Her long slim fingers with the sexy nails. Coaching him to cum so hard for her. His wife coughed and moved around in the bed. Did she still sleep? Was she awake. He slowed down his wanking. But the feeling was so good. And his Goddess had wanted him to cum. Next to his wife.

He jerked harder again. Feeling the tension in his balls. Slowly getting harder. Hornier. The cum almost there. This was the best feeling in the world. His mind relaxed and all his thought were on her. His Mistress. Making him her slave. He wanted her to be proud!

He massaged his balls and stroked harder. Harder. The cock jerked in his hands and he felt the flow of sperm coming. He was cumming!

He tried to catch the slimey jizz in the hand that had massaged his balls. At the same time still wanking his jerking cock. He wanted to get all out! He had to milk himself. This is how she would have wanted it! No drop left in his balls.

The sperm kept coming out with another spurt. Maybe if he still had the hand to massage his balls he could have produced more. But for now it seemed to be all there was. Slowly he swept the blanket away. Uncovering his hand. Was she still asleep? She had to be.

He half sat up in his bed. Holding the palm of his spermed hand as straight as he could. The jizz was dripping of on his sheet. Quickly he started licking his hand. God he had never done this before. Eating all his sperm! He swallowed the salty thick fluid in his mouth. Quickly licking his hand again, trying to get as much in his mouth as he could. Swallowing. Licking his fingers. Swallowing.

How he loved his Mistress for this order. His dick was already getting hard again and his other hand was teasing it again. He licked his sticky hand as clean as possible, but he couldnt get it completely clean of sperm. All he tasted was the salt. Sticky stuff indeed.

He lay back in his bed. Content. She would be happy he hoped. He would ask her in the morning.

The End