Professional Erotica

Chapter 2 - Warmth

Daniel’s right hand slipped up to grasp at the wrist of her left, then gliding gently up to take her palm and intertwine his fingers with her own. He drifted out of the hug, pulling his woman along towards the door frame leading to their room. Annabeth had always loved the way he would move her where he wanted her; even if it were in a romantic way, it complimented her own sexual desires perfectly.

Though she didn’t expect the way things took a turn as they passed through the door. Suddenly she felt his unoccupied hand wrap around the back of her neck; the grip on her hand tightened, as her man forced her upper body downwards - pressing her face into the bed and leaving her plump ass up in the air.

“What the fuck are you doing? You said we were going to cuddle-” Annabeth got out, albeit her words were muffled. Her query was met with a sharp sting on the right side of her ass; he’d spanked her. That pulled a high pitched, sharp, quick whimper from her lips; she hadn’t seen it coming, and that almost made it hurt more.

“When have my motives ever been that basic? I always have something else in mind, don’t I, princess?” he asked in a quiet, though firm and authoritative, tone. Annabeth gulped, clenching her jaw; she knew he was right, and she should have expected him to pull something like this.

There was another jolt of pain from her rear - he’d slapped her delectable ass once again. She had been wearing pajama pants as a result of the lazy day, so there was nearly no protection from the sheer force of his hand. Annabeth let out a squeak of pain once more, before she felt the hand on her neck loosen to slip up the back of her head and grab a handful of her deep brown hair. Before she could react she was pulled back up to her feet by her lover, and thrown against the wall to the left of their door. Opening her eyes again, Annabeth could fully take in the devious look in Daniel’s eyes, and it almost scared her. She had a tendency to know when he was being playful versus when he was being very, very serious - and in this moment, he didn’t look playful at all. Her lover had every intent of using her, and she knew it from right then.

“You look worried,” Daniel said, keeping her back pinned to the wall as his now free right hand lifted to gently caress Annabeth’s cheek. She flinched, closing her eyes - having expected a slap - but as soon as she felt his gentle touch, Mandy nuzzled against it the best she could, albeit shaking just a bit. “Are you scared that daddy’s going to hurt you, princess?”

Annabeth closed her eyes once more, giving the tiniest nod she could muster; almost impossible to notice.

She felt the hand move away from her cheek, and just as she began to open her eyes once more, she felt the shock of her man’s hand colliding with her soft cheek. She let out a gasp, her eyes meeting with his as her mouth hung open just a bit in both surprise and desire. Annabeth felt the thrill and excitement of her being struck rise within her, and she was already starting to become aroused. Annabeth loved the way her adrenaline pumped within her when her daddy tossed her around and hit her. It was one of her favorite feelings, in close competition with how he could make her feel when they were cuddling, and the effects of weed.

“You should certainly be,” Daniel muttered with a grin, staring directly into her eyes as he gripped her jaw and held her face still. “I have no intent to be gentle right now.”

She felt the hand wrapped in her hair pull downwards and her face was forced up, her lover’s hand dropping from the grip on her jaw to wrap around her throat. Annabeth continued to stare directly at her lover’s eyes - which met that gaze with their own - and she was met with an overwhelming force of craving. Annabeth tried to force her mouth closer, to press against Daniel’s, but she was pushed back against the wall by her neck as soon as she moved.

It ignited another blaze of electrifying adrenaline in her body that she felt explode outwards from her core to the tip of her head and the bottoms of her feet. Annabeth was absolutely soaking by this point, and her slick pussy was already demanding pleasure; she could practically hear her body screaming its desires at her.

The woman let out a small whimper, raspily breathing the best she could with her daddy’s hand wrapped around her throat so tightly. Following another tiny smirk, Daniel suddenly moved forth to match his lips with hers in a loving embrace, holding his little girl securely - though with affection behind the grips. He kissed her passionately for a few moments, before abruptly pulling away and releasing her from the firm grip of his hands.

“Now I want you to get on your knees and be the good girl I know you are,” he said in a dark, but affectionate, tone. “And take daddy’s cock in your mouth.”

“Yes, sir,” Annabeth could hardly get the words out of her mouth with her body trembling with desire the way it was. But she managed it, then dropping to her knees with one of her daddy’s hands caressing her face - then resting on the top of her head, keeping her motions in check. Mandy lifted her hands to tug down the waistband of his silvery shorts and blank navy blue boxers, and she felt her jaw tremble slightly at the sight of daddy’s erect cock.

She wrapped her right hand around the thick member, her eyes lifting to glance at her lover’s reaction as she gently licked the tip of his cock. She closed her eyes as she slid his rod through her lips, letting it fill her mouth up all the way back to her throat. Clenching her eyes shut, Annabeth tried with all her might to take her daddy’s cock down her throat; she managed a small bit, before having to pull back off.

She was drooling already with the delicious taste and texture of her lover’s hard-on in her mouth. Despite the outward appearance, it was almost an empowering feeling; knowing that the sole craving of her body had made Daniel so hard, knowing that he found her this sexy - irresistibly sexy, even. Annabeth certainly enjoyed the knowledge that she made her love crave her body so easily.

And it was clear that Zak was enjoying the way she worked her mouth. Her tongue running up and down the length of his cock as she slid it in and out of her plump lips, circling the tip and gliding it down her throat every so often, seeing just how far she could go. He would let out the occasional groan of pleasure from her actions, and she could feel the hand holding her hair tighten or tremble every now and then. This only inspired her to do better.

“That’s my good little girl,” she heard him sigh out. She couldn’t help but let out a moan of her own, loving when he called her his good girl. Annabeth slowly slid the erect cock out of her mouth, letting out her tongue to trail down the length until it met his balls, where she graciously licked them in gentle strokes and laps. She felt the weight of his meat rest on her face as she pleasured his balls, a relatively new sensation that she enjoyed perhaps a bit too much.

“Am I making daddy happy?” she asked, taking a momentary break from her daddy’s sack to give a kiss to his cock and look up at him.

“Absolutely, princess. You always do,” he replied. Hardly a second later Annabeth felt her hair being pulled upwards, and she stumbled to her feet. Her lover’s hand grasped at her throat once more, and before she knew it, she was sprawled out on her back, on their bed.

“Now how about you let daddy have a taste of that delicious pussy?” he asked, though it wasn’t portrayed as a question; more of an order. Annabeth grinned in delight, spreading her legs open for Daniel as he crawled over onto the bed and lowered his face towards her mound. She looked down at him, and he looked back up to her, their eyes meeting as he gently kissed her clit.

The sensation sent shivers crawling through her body, once again enveloping her in a veritable blanket of excitement and pleasure. The combination of feeling her lover’s lips on her pussy and hearing his voice in that tone that she loved melted her from the inside out. Suddenly, she felt the warm, slippery touch of his tongue run down her slit. Her hands moved subconsciously, grasping desperately at his head as her legs couldn’t help but shake and squeeze and press against his cheekbones.

Daniel loved seeing this reaction pulled out of his little girl, and it only gave him more of a hunger for her delectable cunny. He lavishly licked and tongued at his woman’s clit, with the occasional drop and slide of his tongue back down to circle her slavering fuckhole. He repeated this action, and though Annabeth couldn’t very easily tell - being preoccupied with her moans and shaking - he wrote ‘I love you,’ with his tongue.

Annabeth felt her daddy’s strong hands lift her hips up, and push her legs closer together - though he held them in place over her torso, keeping her cunny and tight little asshole exposed to the air. Almost as soon as she noticed herself being moved she felt his tongue strike her once more, slipping inside her warm pussy and plunging as deeply as it could. She gasped, almost squealing, before she felt it glide out once more and slide across her taint, to circle her asshole oh so gently.

She clenched her eyes shut again, feeling her hands tighten on the sheets in a desperate attempt to keep herself from floating away on the sheer ecstasy of the pleasure.

“I love you, Daddy!” she yelped out, even her voice shaking slightly from the intensity of the experience. “Please don’t stop, I’m so close-” she begged.

Chapter 1 - Ice

The air certainly had it's bite at this time of the year, but inside their small, cozy abode, Annabeth and Daniel were shielded from January's ice. The two of them had nothing to worry about but each other this weekend; both of them had time off of their jobs and had been looking forward to spending the two days in each other's company.

It was snowing rather strongly outside their walls when Dan had gone across the clean, white yard to pry open the door to the smaller building where their washer and dryer were kept. Annabeth could see him through the glass of the door, struggling with a basket of blankets and towels under one arm and his other desperately trying to get the barn's door shut again.

It made her laugh, but not in a cruel way; it was sheer endearment, and the littlest things were always the best at bringing out the poignant reminder that she felt at home, like it was where she belonged. As he rushed back across the snow towards their home, his eyes met with her smiling gaze and he couldn't help but grin in return.

It didn't take very much for Annabeth to make Daniel's heart explode with affection either; and she would often take advantage of that power just to be reminded of how completely she was loved. That knowledge that another mind as intricate and deep as her own loves her as deeply as she did him was like one of the warm blankets that her lover was bringing back from the dryer wrapping around her body. Not many things could comfort her so completely. It made that fact all the more special to her.

The heavy thuds of Dan stepping up onto the wooden porch were drowned out by Annabeth opening the two doors for him, braced for the gust of frozen air that followed her lover in. He’d dropped the basket on the floor next to their table, pushed the door shut once more, and immediately turned to Annabeth. His hands found their way to her hips, and he squeezed just enough; gently but with a firm undertone, pulling her into his warm embrace.

“It’s cold as fuck out there. Warm me up, beautiful,” he murmured into her ear as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He certainly did feel cold; perhaps a t-shirt and shorts hadn’t been the best idea for venturing out into that white abyss, but Daniel had a tendency to do things his own way.

“With pleasure, daddy,” she whispered back, sweet affection dripping from her tone more so than the usual lust associated with that sort of pet name. Annabeth’s figure somehow pressed even more into Dan’s than it had been before, and her head dipped to nuzzle against his chest. The man couldn’t conjure a more perfect scene in his mind than the one laid out before him: the love of his life smiling in his arms with her head on his chest; the snow blanketing the yard outside and still steadily falling; the pictures of their various adventures pinned up on the wall to the right of the door; it was almost overwhelming.

“I am so, so beyond absolutely in love with you, Annabeth,” he said softly once more. Barely audible, though Annabeth made out the words he whispered with ease. She kissed his chest lightly and after a few moments of silence, spoke up.

“And I’m in love with you, Daniel," she replied; slowly, carefully, tediously, stretching out every syllable to say the phrase for as long as she possibly could.

"Let's get one of the blankets and just talk for awhile, huh? I want to be intimate." Daniel proposed, reluctantly pulling back from his partner to pull a blanket out of the basket and twirl it up and around the both of them, returning to his former place pressed against her.

"Talk about what?" Annabeth asked, her left hand's fingers unfurling to gently caress the back of Dan's neck.

Chapter 3 - Wet

Annabeth’s eyes quietly opened as the sun shone through their small apartment’s windows. She was still securely wrapped in her husband’s arms, and after a moment, she recalled the fact that today was a Saturday. Happily accepting the break from both of their working, she nestled closely against the man’s body once again, closing her eyes.

Her right arm snaked around him, and her fingers played across his back. The small woman moved her lips to meet his chest, kissing across it several times. Slowly, affectionately… sensually. She squeezed her husband tightly, and worked her kisses up his broad chest. Inch by inch she trailed all the way up his neck and chin, before meeting his lips with hers.

As she did, Daniel’s eyes weakly opened for the briefest moment before he closed them and met her in the kiss lovingly. She felt his hand connect with her thigh, and the sensation of her husband’s strong hand slowly sliding up her side with several squeezes drove her to goosebumps.

The pair remained in that comfortable cuddle for several minutes, casually and affectionately making out; after all, there was no rush with the weekend ahead of them. Though, after awhile, Annabeth pried herself from her lover’s arms and stood up, her delicate, delicious figure striding over towards the kitchen without clothes. The light ran over her soft body and Dan couldn’t help but stare, licking his lips ever so lightly as he did the night before.

His wife looked over to him and smiled once she reached the kitchen, knowing just how her bare body made him feel. Daniel sat up, himself still blinking the sleep out of his eyes. She could feel his gaze drifting across the upper half of her body as Annabeth moved around the kitchen, gathering various dishes and ingredients to start working on the pair’s breakfast.

“What are you working on over there, cutie?” Daniel inquired, with a deep yawn right after. He lifted his left hand to scratch an itch behind his ear, and rested the arm over the back of their couch.

“Eggs, I think,” she replied, more focused on the food-making than her husband for the moment. “It’s a shame that we let all this food go to waste, though. It looked delicious.”

“I can always make more sometime,” Dan mumbled with another yawn. Opening his eyes, he returned his attention to his lover’s perfect body. He couldn’t help but bite his lip, she drove him crazy and it was very clear from the way she swayed her hips and glanced at him every so often with the subtlest of smirks that she knew it very well.

“Still, it would have been nice. Make it again sometime this week, alright?” She said merrily as she watched the recently scrambled eggs cook in the pan.

“I rather enjoyed what I had to eat last night, you know,” Annabeth heard her husband say with a soft hint of sensuality in his tone. She knew exactly what he had meant by that, of course; he had eaten her the night before, and he had done it very, very thoroughly. With his words she felt a faint jolt of arousal shock through her body, followed by the warm feeling in her gut that signified she was starting to get wet.

There was something about that man that made her body able and willing to fuck so wildly so often. Despite having come repeatedly the night before, her pussy twitched with the anticipation of feeling him inside her again. She let out a quiet sigh as the brief spell of ‘hunger’ ended, and blinked, returning to reality. Her hands moved back to stir and flip the eggs that had been cooking, and Annabeth smiled.

Daniel stood from where he had been, strolling over to where his wife stood in the kitchen. As she focused on the pan of eggs, he slipped his hands around her waist and his own bare skin brushed against hers. Dan’s lips connected with Annabeth’s neck and she felt the same quick shock of sexuality run through her body. Willingly, she arched her back to press in to her lover’s chest, giving a very faint but very erotic moan with closed eyes.

“Baby, I know I’m hot and all, but you’re going to burn the eggs,” he whispered in her ear. She quickly looked down at the pan with alarm across her face, reaching for one of the plates she had set out a moment ago with a worried “Shit,” slipping out. She plopped the eggs on to the first plate, then set the pan aside, turning off the burner it had been sat on. Her husband let out a quiet laugh, his body moving with hers as she stepped closer to the plates to separate the food between the two.

“I’m sorry if they’re shitty,” Annabeth poked at Dan, laying her head back against his chest and closing her eyes again. “But if they are, it’s kind of your fault.”

“I will not deny that at all.”

“Good!”

Annabeth’s husband dropped his head to give her another kiss on the neck for a moment before mumbling quietly. “Now, let’s eat, hmm…? I certainly am hungry.” With his words, the hands wrapped around her waist dropped to slip below her waistline and across her smoothe mound, his fingers pressing against her slightly wet clit firmly and quickly. He played with her for a few seconds, before he laughed to himself and lifted his now damp hands to take his plate of eggs and walk out of the kitchen.

“That’s no fair,” Annabeth spoke up with a heavy voice. “I can’t just turn you around and fuck you, Dan!” She followed him back to the living room, to their couch, which was suddenly covered in dried spots from the previous night’s activities.

“Oh, I’m very very aware of that,” Dan replied, sitting down on the couch. The woman sat next to him, scooting close against him and leaning back in to the arm he left open for her. Her thigh and side pressed against his, and his arm wrapped around her side affectionately.

For the most part the couple ate their breakfast in silence, which was enjoyed. They truly did love each other, and both of them simply felt complete when they did even the simplest things together.

After several minutes of quiet eating, they both wrapped up with their eggs and Daniel took Annabeth’s from her, standing from the couch and taking them over to the sink in their kitchen. Annabeth stood soon after, slowly wandering towards their bedroom. “I’m going to take a shower,” she merrily said.

“Have fun!” her husband replied, smiling slightly though truly happily. She saw him set the plates in their sink before she disappeared into their bedroom and pushed the door halfway closed. The young woman moved her hands to her waist, expecting a waistband to be there, but finding none; with a light roll of her eyes, she moved to the bathroom that was connected to their bedroom and stepped inside. She could hear the clinking of dishes being washed fade as she closed the bathroom door.

Annabeth drew back the shower curtain and turned the knobs to a warm temperature just the way she liked it, then turning to look in to the mirror across from said shower, above a smoothe counter. She liked her body, the way she curved and the places she didn’t. After a few moments of her admiring herself in the mirror, she turned back around and stepped in to the shower with a happy sigh.

She let the warm water run over her body for a minute or two before she really started to clean herself up, getting a bit of shampoo and cleaning her hair, then taking the loofa to scrub her body. She was still fairly sweat-soaked from the night before, but she loved the feeling; it reminded her of how well she pleased her lover, and how amazingly he pleasured her in return.

She was so distracted with her recalling of last night that she didn’t hear the bathroom door open when it did. She jumped slightly when the shower curtain was ripped aside, and her husband stepped in with her.

“Jesus fuck, Dan, don’t scare me like that!” she said to him, with a playful slap hitting his chest. He laughed slightly, his hands dropping to grip her waist after he moved the shower curtain back. He turned her around forcefully, and she barely resisted. She felt his hand slap her plump ass firmly, she felt the sting echo through her body and she shivered slightly.

“You shouldn’t misbehave like that, slut,” she heard her husband say over the spray of the hot water. She bit her lip lightly, dropping the loofa she had been gripping and bending over slightly in front of Daniel.

“Misbehave like what, … master?” She asked, barely audible over the water. She lifted her hands to the flat wall ahead of herself to keep herself stable as she stuck out her ass for her lover and master. Annabeth felt his strong hands grab her by the hips and suddenly she was forced forward. She pressed against the wall with a squeak of excitement and surprise, then letting out a quiet groan of arousal with the feeling of his hands squeezing her body finally getting to her.

“You should know better than to hit me, whore,” Daniel said, his lips just beside her left ear. Annabeth felt her husband’s warm, thick member lift to rest on her ass, followed by another squeeze of her hips. “I think I’m going to have to punish you for it.”

Annabeth softly moaned before she found herself spun around and lifted up against the wall. Her husband kept her supported, his hands slipping below her ass to keep her held up easily. He stepped in between her thighs and Annabeth wrapped her legs around him. She leaned forward slightly to kiss her husband, and he passionately met her lips with his own, pushing her back against the cold, smoothe wall once more. Annabeth lovingly, deeply kissed Daniel, as she felt his dick pressing against her mound.

The pair moaned together into their kiss as Annabeth felt Daniel rock his hips, grinding his meaty cock on her soft, soaked clit. She bit and pulled back on her husband’s lip just slightly, her breath shaky. Her hands found their way to behind his shoulders, and with every movement of their bodies together her fingernails dug into his back. Suddenly Annabeth found herself being lifted slightly, and just as fast as she realized she was higher up, she felt her slender figure drop back down; feeling her master’s member glide into her from below.

She let out a loud moan, loving the feeling of being filled up by him once more while the shower’s water poured over their bodies. She loved the feeling of being so slippery and hot with her husband. He groaned out as well, the both of them being quite loud in their small shower. She felt her husband slap her ass once more from where he gripped it to keep her up against the wall, and he started pumping in and out of her slavering fuckhole.

Annabeth clawed at her husband’s back, unable to stop her moans from getting louder and louder. It simply felt too good. Her legs tightened around his muscular abdomen, and feeling her clench around him only made him huff and groan louder as he fucked his wife. Up against that wall with the hot water spraying the two of them, they were both in heaven.

After several minutes of hot, passionate sex in the shower, Dan let his thick cock slowly slide out of her wet twat. Annabeth was set down on her feet by her husband, who dropped to his knees, his tongue out and trailing down her smooth body. She leaned her head back, a sigh escaping her lips which was followed by a very slight shiver.

Annabeth felt Daniel’s tongue run just over her clitoral hood, his warm hands slipping up her thighs and then running down them again. His tongue delved into her dripping slit, exploring her slick folds and warm edges. After just a moment of licking her wet cunt, Daniel’s tongue slid upward to taste her clit. The man’s tongue ran circles around it, before he tightened his lips around Annabeth’s wet clit. Feeling her husband nibble on her pleasure-center almost made Annabeth’s legs give out.

Daniel’s wife shuddered deeply, her thighs tightening around his head. The water impacting on Annabeth’s tight body combined with the feeling of her husband’s tongue pleasuring her deliciously wet pussy came to be too much, and she found herself unable to keep herself from coming. She shook, letting out one long, deep moan, as her legs gave out beneath her and she slid down the wall slowly. She could feel her twat contracting and twitching with her orgasm, and it didn’t end very quickly.

Before Annabeth was able to think again, she found herself locking lips with Daniel. She could taste her juices on his tongue, and she loved it. It made her feel like the filthiest of sluts for enjoying the taste of her own pussy, but that just turned her on even more. The two of them locked together at the mouth there beneath the hot spray of the shower, making out with violent passion.

Daniel smirked as he pulled out of the kiss, pushing himself to stand over Annabeth. “I suppose I’ll let you finish your shower now, baby,” he said with a breathy laugh. Annabeth reached her arm weakly up towards him, and he took her hand, lifting her to her feet.

“If you even can, master,” she panted out, kissing his shoulder, then his neck. “That was lovely, I’m surprised you don’t want to stay.”

“I’ll be fine. I left the dishes in the sink, anyways,” he smiled down at his wife. The man quickly turned, stepping out of the shower and pulling the curtain closed behind himself. Within just a moment he had dried himself off for the most part, and left the bathroom.

The rest of Annabeth’s shower was nowhere near as exciting, but she managed to keep herself upright. For the next few minutes she simply enjoyed the heat of the shower and the heavenly twitches that occasionally shot adrenaline and pleasure through her body from her recently fucked twat.

When Annabeth got out of the shower, she took another moment in front of the mirror to admire the way her body had developed. She ran her hands over her skin and spread her pussy to admire herself, enjoying the moment of privacy to look at the body she had. She didn’t take too long to do so, wanting to return to her husband’s loving touch again.

The moment Annabeth stepped out of the bathroom door, she felt a strong hand grab her arm. She was roughly pulled aside, and another hand grabbed her other arm, drawing both of them behind her back. With a grunt Daniel quickly wrapped a bungee cord around her wrists, tightening it a little bit too tight for comfort. She felt another cord wrap around her arms just above the elbows, effectively removing her ability to move her arms at all.

Annabeth whimpered quietly, trying to turn to face her husband. Her efforts were stopped as he grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to face away from him. Dan pushed her forward, throwing her on to the bed. She grunted as she landed on the squishy surface, and squirmed to face Dan; but as she looked up and started to speak in protest, she felt something abruptly forced into her mouth. Her panties from the night before.

Scaredly she watched as her husband brought a ball-gag up to her mouth, forcing her jaw open further so he could stuff the ball into her teeth with the panties in her mouth. He tightened it around her neck, to the point where Annabeth could barely even move her lips. Her eyes darted around, and she continued to squirm and resist Dan’s strength to no avail.

He grabbed Annabeth’s arm and hip, rolling her over on to her belly. Daniel slid Annabeth to the center of the bed, where he lifted his hand to bring down a hard and fast slap to her ass. He slapped her ass again, and again, and one more time, each one drawing a muffled whimper out of Annabeth. Once he was done abusing her tight little ass, he turned to lift two more bungee cords from the floor next to the bed; he lifted the first up, tying it around one of the bedposts and reaching it to her ankle, where he tied it tightly around her.

She resisted at first, but he held her down until she stopped. The second cord he pulled up wrapped around the other bedpost, and connected to her other ankle, forcing her legs apart to expose her whore cunt and tight little asshole. Daniel crawled over the bed, sitting up behind his slave and giving another strong, hard slap to her perfectly rounded ass.

Dan rested her hands on her thighs as Annabeth struggled to cry out with the pain of the slap. He grunted, lifting the lower half of her body up and aligning her delicious looking pussy to his thick, hard cock, forcing himself in to her. She slid around him, her eyes widening for a moment before they snapped shut. She could taste her pussy and barely breathe as he started to aggressively fuck her like the filthy little whore she was, every so often trying her hardest to let a moan out.

Annabeth felt him plunge deep inside her tight fuckhole over and over and over, the bedposts making it impossible for her to move her legs in any way and the ropes around her arms leaving her simply trapped there beneath Daniel. At that moment she was fully his to take, his personal sex toy. There was nothing she could hope to do to resist her husband or stop him from taking her in every way he desired to.

Suddenly Dan lifted one of his hands to her head, taking a bunch of her hair and pulling back on it violently. He forced her head back, making her arch her back while he pounded her delicious fuckhole from behind. It stung Annabeth to feel her hair ripped back, and her body hurt from being stretched in several directions, but that only made her more slick as her master fucked her. She loved being abused, treated like a slut, and this was nearly too much for her to bear.

The gag stretched her mouth wide as Dan’s cock stretched her fuckhole, the ropes tied around her stretching her legs open. She felt the soft material of the bed slide over every bit of her exposed little body, massaging her nipples as she was fucked. It was an amount of pleasure she felt rippling through her body that she still couldn’t get used to. It didn’t take long for the rough, deep pounding of her soft, slutty body to drive her to the edge of an orgasm once more.

Chapter 2 - Midnight

Before either of them had noticed, they had fallen asleep together on that couch. His arms wrapped around her beautiful body snugly, her head on his chest. They slept there for several hours undisturbed, before Daniel’s eyes opened. He glanced around for a moment before whispering quietly to his wife.

“Annabeth? My love?” he asked, brushing a hand lightly across her bare back. The woman didn’t stir, and he smiled. After a few moments of hesitation, he moved his arms from around her, placing them on her hips lightly. He lifted her up a bit, and gently rolled her over on to the couch as he got up from it. Dan wandered over to the kitchen once more, crossing from carpet on to tile as he opened the pantry door next to where the activities earlier in the evening had taken place.

He turned back towards Annabeth, eyes wandering up and down her bare body. He gently shut the pantry door as his gaze rested on her plump, cute little ass. He stared, biting his lip gently as he studied the way her body curved. There was a fire burning inside him that just couldn’t get enough of her supple little body.

He took a step towards her again. And another, and another, until she was right below him. Daniel carefully kneeled over her ass and thighs, his hands dropping to her hips. The man gently lifted his wife’s body again, turning it over and licking his lips as he got a view of her sweet, soft body from the front. He ran his hands over her thighs, letting his thumbs slip between them just slightly as he pulled her legs apart one at a time, repositioning himself to not wake her while he did.

Dan looked up to her sleeping face as he took her by the waist and lifted her body up a bit, scooting beneath her just enough. He rested his now erect cock on her still wet slit, and slipped his left hand behind her back to keep her held up for him to take. His right hand drifted to her belly, slowly gliding downwards across her soft midsection before he met with her warm mound.  Daniel ran his middle finger down her slit, biting his lip as he moved his cock aside slightly. He slid his finger back up her slit to get under her clitoral hood, and gently massage Annabeth’s clitoris.

Annabeth let out a soft moan as her pussy started to get warmer, wetter. Dan played with his wife’s clit nice and soft until he decided it was slick enough, and then he moved his still thick cock back to rest along her cunt. He moved his hands to her hips, keeping her lower body lifted up as he grinded against her warmth. Annabeth’s husband kept a close watch to be sure his wife didn’t wake as he pressed his dick against her warm, wet, waiting slit.

After a few moments of feeling the wetness of her pussy sliding against his member, the man decided he had had enough. With a soft moan he lifted his wife’s body up and slowly slid inside her. Dan closed his eyes, loving the feeling of her warm, tight fuckhole wrapped around his thick cock. He plunged his erect dick deeper and deeper into his sleeping wife, feeling the soft, slick texture of her delicious slutty hole and moaning again as he did, just a bit louder.

It was too much for Daniel to take. He decided it was time to wake Annabeth up, and he knew just how he was going to. After he drew out of her sheathe slow and gentle, he slammed his cock deep inside her. Dan picked up the pace fast, drawing in and out of her warm, slavering fuckhole over and over. Using her body for his own pleasure.

It didn’t take long for Annabeth to stir. She woke slowly, feeling her husband’s throbbing cock plunging deep inside her then being pulled out. She felt her pussy tight around it as it slid in and out, and she groggily waved her hand, trying to scoot back away from Dan.

“It’s too late, Dan, it’s..,” Annabeth’s plea for her husband to stop was cut short as he dropped her body back to the couch and moved his hands to her throat. She felt his hands tighten around her throat, stopping her from talking, stopping her from being able to breathe. There was nothing she could truly do to resist him at this point, and Daniel had every intention to make her his slave there again, late in the night. He slammed in to her, pounded her delicious pussy for several minutes; once in awhile he loosed his grip on her throat, and let her breathe, but while he fucked his whore he made sure she couldn’t speak out against him.

Annabeth’s hands grabbed at Dan’s wrists, held on tightly as she felt her body moving back and forth, riding her husband’s dick almost involuntarily. She choked as she rocked back and forth to give her master the pleasure he was after, mouth hanging open as he fucked her. She tiredly squirmed every now and then, wanting him to be done with her, but he never let her loose. For twenty minutes Annabeth’s husband was content to slam her hot small body at that late hour, the head of his cock grinding in to her g-spot over, and over, and over, until Annabeth felt her body tingling. She felt herself tighten around her husband’s pulsing cock, and she squeezed her legs around him as she came. He pulled out of her, and her warm juices splashed out on him. Annabeth’s eyes rolled back in her head and she shook as she squirted all over her husband’s big cock and abdomen.

As Annabeth opened her eyes, she saw her husband staring into them. It was clear by the look on his face he wasn’t done with her body yet. He let go of her throat, and Annabeth let her head lie back, surrendering her body to her husband for whatever he could possibly want to do to her. She felt his strong hands wrap around her hips again, and her body lifted off of the soft couch suddenly. Closing her eyes, she felt his head press against her tight asshole. Giving a shaky inhale, her hands went to his wrists once more, this time at her hips.

“Please, Dan, don’t,” she whimpered, squeezing her lover’s wrists tightly. He didn’t respond, instead pressing in to her. She could feel his cock slip into her asshole and as she did she gasped with the sudden pain.

“Shut the fuck up,” the man said to his wife. “You’re going to take my cock how I want you to, whore.” Daniel rocked his hips back and forth, stretching her asshole around his thick cock. Annabeth whimpered once more, closing her eyes tightly and taking in the feeling of her husband’s cock sinking deeper inside her ass and being pulled out. After a moment of her husband’s fucking her, the pain subsided and she let her mouth hang open. She moaned. It felt amazing, her lover’s pulsing dick fucking her in the ass, and she showed it eagerly.

Annabeth started to get louder. She was finding it incredibly hard not to gasp when she felt his dick slide in to her, and a loud, long moan as it glided out. The woman decided she loved the feeling of her husband taking her ass, and it was very obvious to Dan. She drooled with her mouth hung open, moaning out with every motion he made. Her husband squeezed her hips tightly as he fucked her in the ass, and it didn’t take long for him to start to speed up.

He went faster, and faster, and faster, slamming in to her asshole while groaning with her. They both loved how it felt for the man to pound her asshole, and both of them made that very clear with the noises they made. Dan started to stagger while he fucked her in the ass, yelling out as he pulled her down hard on his cock. In the dark of their living room both of them erupted in to orgasm, Daniel’s thick cock pulsing as he released his load of cum deep inside Annabeth’s ass. His wife quivered and shook as she came again under him, an orgasm coming from deep inside her without even touching her slavering cunt.

The two of them collapsed together after they were done panting, Annabeth snuggling close against her husband’s chest, and he wrapping his arms around her. She closed her eyes, kissing his sweaty neck and bringing her hands up to cup his face. He kissed her lover’s lips then, and looked in to his eyes, speaking quietly.

“I will never get tired of being your fuck-toy, Daniel,” she said.

“And why is that, fuck-toy?” he asked, smiling slightly as he rested his forehead against hers in affection.

“You treat me so very well,” Annabeth answered, kissing him lightly. “I’m very lucky.”

“I’m quite lucky myself, lover. I have a whore to do everything I want to, with a perfect body and adorable face.” Her husband would say, kissing her sweetly once more, closing his eyes just after but keeping his forehead against his wife’s.

“Mmm, I love you..,” Annabeth whispered to her lover.

Chapter One - Cold Plates

“My love, you’re home!” the one in the kitchen expressed in excitement as he heard his wife moving into their abode. “I’ve missed you. Come here, won’t you?”

“Of course,” Annabeth answered happily, striding with more purpose as she moved for the kitchen to reunite with her lover. Rounding a corner, the warm kitchen came in to view entirely. There were already plates of what looked like chicken alongside salad prepared on the marble countertop to the right of the chrome sink, and judging by the amount of cookware within said sink, Dan had been at work cooking for quite some time.

“Come here, you beautiful girl, you,” he said, taking a half step towards his wife, who was already within arms’ reach. The couple embraced, Annabeth’s arms wrapping around Dan’s neck as she moved to kiss him. The man’s hands dropped to rest on her hips, feeling the soft material of her dark grey sweater where it met her rough light blue jeans.

After a mild hesitation, Annabeth let out of the passionate kiss to move her lips to meet her husband’s left cheek quickly, then speaking in loving whispers.

“I’ve missed you all day, Daniel,” the small lady stated, as her husband’s hands raised a bit and wrapped around her abdomen fully.

“And I’ve definitely missed you, Mrs. Dunn,” he said with a faint but noticeable smile. Letting the squeeze he had given her die out, his hands started to slide across her slender body, pressing just slightly as they ran up and down her sides ever so slowly. After a few moments of slow, passionate silence, Daniel seemed to spring back into life. “Dinner! I made you dinner. It’s probably shitty, but there was an attempt,” he said happily, releasing from the embrace of his beautiful wife.

“I can see that. I’m proud,” she spoke teasingly, her husband already taking steps towards the meal he had prepared. The slim girl strode after him, resting a hand on his lower back affectionately.

“I… am hungry, lover,” she said with a gentle bite of her lip, her arms finding their way around the man’s body.

She gave a gentle squeeze and he thought nothing special of it at first, but as her hands started to slide downwards he paused. Taking in the feeling of her hands running down his abdomen, resting on his thighs, then slowly her fingertips tracing lines further inside them. As Annabeth rested her hands just in between Daniel’s legs, he shuddered, slightly leaning back in to her.

“Well, let’s eat then,” she said merrily, giving the smallest squeeze to Daniel’s crotch before releasing him and stepping around towards the plates of food.

“… Let’s,” he said. As Annabeth reached for one of the plates, her husband reached out and grabbed her around the waist, backing her quickly up against the faded white wall of their kitchen opposite their counters. With a heavy breath, he looked down into her eyes for just a moment before turning her around and pressing her to the wall firmly.

He pressed his lap against her small, firm ass, the now-noticeable lump in his pants only growing as he grinded himself against her. Annabeth gave off a quiet moan as she felt his member rubbing against her ass, closing her eyes and biting her lip as she felt Daniel’s hands run up her belly inside her sweater and to her perfect sized breasts, squeezing them firmly outside of her black bra.

With a grunt, Daniel grinded against Annabeth’s ass again. His hands wandered slowly down her soft, slender midsection, his fingers slipping through her waistline and massaging her hips and smoothe, shaved mound, just above her already dripping wet slit.

“You don’t get to tease me like that for free, fuck-toy,” Daniel said to her, drawing his hands out of her pants to unbutton and unzip them, sliding them down just a bit, leaving them around her legs just below the base of her tight ass.

“Punish me then, master,” the girl whispered in her seductive voice, pushing her soft ass in to Daniel’s crotch, grinding herself against him. Too much for him to take, Dan dropped his hands to his waistline and pulled the sweatpants he had been wearing down, as well as his faded blue boxers.

His erect cock swung up, its warmth coming to rest against Annabeth’s ass, before he positioned it just between her ass cheeks on her soft pink panties. Slowly, with heavy breathing, Daniel slid his hard, thick cock up and down her covered ass. His breath only got heavier and heavier as it was clear he loved the feeling of the soft fabric combined with her warmth mixing with his.

His mouth dry, Dan decided to finally take things further. Suddenly, the man lifted his hands to Annabeth’s midsection, wrapping around it and lifting her up over his shoulder. Stepping out of his crumpled pants and undergarments he started walking for the small living room, namely the black couch up against the wall.

Dropping her face down on to the couch, Daniel wasted no time in pulling off the jeans that were still clinging to his wife, tossing them across the room towards the door she had come in through only ten minutes before.

He ripped the soft fabric of her panties from her body, practically shaking with anticipation, as he threw the remains of her panties off to the side. Dan cupped her precious ass with his hands, squeezing and spreading her ass, revealing both her delicious looking cunt, and her tight, clean little asshole. He wrapped an arm around her waist, lifting her ass up and holding it for himself. Almost immediately he dropped his drooling mouth to her underside, pressing Annabeth’s upper body firmly into the soft fabric of the couch in his rush to taste her.

He ran his wet tongue from the top of her sweet little clit all the way around, only letting up when he had reached her back. Again, he dropped his drooling tongue back to taste the lips of her warm, soaked pussy; his cock only pulsating, getting even harder, with every drop of her delicious juices he felt and tasted on his tongue. He was happy, more than happy, to keep her there, pressed into their couch as he ate her tight cunt out.

After a few minutes of hot, sloppy licking, tonguefucking her, Annabeth erupted in to her first orgasm of the evening. Her entire body tensed up with the feeling of his tongue plunging into her tight fuck hole, her g-spot being licked, fucked, over and over. Annabeth’s legs squeezed around Daniel’s chest; he kept his tongue inside her, massaging her g-spot firmly, keeping pressure on her pleasure center for as long as the orgasm rocked her body.

Tasting the sweet, thick juices of her orgasm washing over his tongue was simply too much for Dan. He pried her legs off of his chest, sitting up but keeping his whore pinned down. Daniel gave her ass a hard, fast slap, the sting echoing through her slender, bent over figure. Before the pain faded, he wrapped a hand around her short, thin, soft blonde hair, pulling back like the reigns on a horse as he lowered his dick towards her expecting slit.

With another yank on her hair, Dan let his thick, pulsing cock slowly glide into the little slut’s fuckhole. Annabeth trembled slightly, closing her eyes again and quickly, shakily, gasping. She could feel his meaty cock stretching her tight little cunny out, she could feel every inch of his member as it slid deeper, deeper inside her. Dan groaned at the feeling of his fuck-toy stretching around him, sliding his cock as deep inside her as he could, savoring the feeling of her cunt’s walls wrapped around him.

He treasured that feeling of being inside her, forcing himself deeper and deeper inside her. After a few seconds of stretching Annabeth around his cock, he finally pressed against her cervix. Once he hit this, he drew back out, slowly, being sure that her delicious little pussy stayed tightly wrapped around his big cock.

And he began to pound, and pound, and pound. Like an animal, Annabeth was fucked by her husband. Not made love to - not had sexed by - fucked, in every sense of the word. For several minutes, Daniel rammed his cock in and out of his personal sex slave, her g-spot once again being slammed by his member as it was forced in and out, in and out. His left hand came to rest on her hip, while his right hand kept her body up with hard yanks on her soft hair.

He lifted his left hand to come down hard on her tight ass while he fucked her from behind, the sting echoing through her again. It came to be too much; when he slapped her sexy ass again, she was taken by a second orgasm. Her eyes rolling back, her mouth hanging open in screams of pleasure, Annabeth felt her pussy pulse and tighten around her husband’s thick cock, and it didn’t stop slamming in to her. Over and over and over Annabeth came, her body twitching and shaking and quivering as her husband fucked her through each orgasm, non stop.

Several minutes of pure orgasm went by for Annabeth, until over her yells and moans of pleasure she heard Daniel groan out in pleasure. She felt his meaty dick slide out of her, and he pulled back hard on her hair, slapping her ass again, before he shot a thick load of seed all over her cute, slutty ass. Panting, he kept shooting cum on her, keeping a tight grip on her hair during so, holding her upright while he released all over her.