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Compendium IIIBefore narrating what follows, I must say that during our marriage and courtship, Marisol and I have always been equally committed and affectionate.
Despite returning exhausted from work and my master's classes, I never shirked my responsibilities even when we started living together. In fact, in those times, almost dreamed of arriving home and tasting a dish prepared by my fiancée, who was just exploring her culinary skills.
Not all couples are like that, and this changed the dynamics in Aisha's marriage.
Everything started for her one afternoon when David was more romantic than usual. While he watched TV, he forced her to snuggle up beside him, guiding his wife's hand towards his crotch, an action that infuriated her quite a bit upon recognizing his intentions. The mere idea of giving him a blow job repelled her.
With time, the presence of her husband David had become a constant nuisance for Aisha. Her thoughts were consumed by her sexual encounters with Calliope and me, and her husband's company restricted her liberties. If she had done things her way, Aisha would have locked herself in the marital bedroom to masturbate quietly using her bottles or with her eldest daughter.It was even worse that David's attitude was. He believed that since he worked hard at sea every two months, it gave him freedom to be lazy and do whatever he wanted on land.
Please, Aisha, just do it! - David begged, his voice devoid of any genuine affection or concern for his wife's desires.
Aisha resisted, wrapping her hand around his cock reluctantly to masturbate. The possibility that Calliope would catch her satisfying her husband made her stomach turn.
Don't even think about it! - she replied firmly. - I'll use my own hand instead.
It was the first time Aisha had rebelled, taking David by surprise.
Come on, Aisha! I haven't sucked you in days. - the husband protested, demanding.
What about me? - Aisha responded defiantly. - When was the last time you cared about my pleasure?
The room became sepulchrally silent.
I don't know! - David replied, ashamed.
Don't know! - Aisha repeated, raising her voice. - Last night, I masturbated for you! And what did you do afterwards? You fell asleep!
What do you want me to do? - David asked, defeated.
I want you to make it up to me. - his wife responded defiantly. - Are you going to masturbate me or lick my sex?
The very idea of doing that to his wife made him feel disgusted and David's displeasure was palpable.
That's disgusting, Aisha!
But his wife wouldn't back down.
Just as disgusting as sucking your cock! - she said. - So, what do you think you'll do?
David was speechless. His authority had been taken away in seconds, being replaced by confusion and defeat.
>I don't know. – commented submissive and ashamed.
•I'll teach you. – Aisha said smiling and lowering her yoga pants.
David got down on his knees, horrified to see Aisha taking his seat on the sofa. Without any shame, Aisha opened her legs, showing him her wet underwear.
Despite the humiliation, David felt excited. It had been years since he last saw his wife's sex.What if... Sophie surprises us? - he asked timidly, in a futile attempt to escape.
Aisha remained firm.
Minutes ago, Sophie didn't interest you, she replied in a cold and demanding tone. Eat her!
But the disgust for his wife's sex was inevitable. Despite Aisha's innate sensuality, David couldn't bring himself to touch her.
Curses! You're useless! - Aisha shouted, grabbing his head and forcing it between her legs. Eat her!
Almost suffocated by his wife's sex, David began to lick her hesitantly over the fabric, under Aisha's furious gaze. His movements were clumsy, irritating Aisha's patience.
Are you sucking me through my pants? Do it better! - she demanded.
And although he obeyed his wife reluctantly, the sight gave him a formidable erection, trapped by his pants. The amount of flow and the aroma of his wife's depilated sex were very intense.
Eat her! - she ordered again.
He licked her vaginal lips, feeling unsure, with a clumsy tongue on her skin. Compared to me and Calliope, David was doing it horribly.
Not even sucking her clitoris compared to us. However, he found it funny to see David's erect penis struggling to escape his pants.
It seems Mr. Johnson wants to come out and play... - Aisha commented mockingly, pushing him with her foot.
David looked at her, disgusted and submissive, but Aisha wouldn't give up. She asserted her head with more force and brought it closer to her sex.
Do you want me to suck you? Do a good job and I'll reward you. But if you finish before me, I owe you nothing.
Her words had their effect, changing David's expression from disgust to submission. As he continued to lick her clumsily, Aisha smiled at seeing him unbutton his... pants, his pathetic excuse for a hard and desperate penis. David started masturbating like crazy.
Aisha started moaning, although she was faking it. She only wanted to make an impact. She knew that if her husband reached orgasm, the situation would change dramatically in her favor.
Without even realizing it, David started licking her with greater enthusiasm. The taste of her juices and her intense aroma were addictive, not to mention her convincing moans of pleasure. Unfortunately, it didn't take him long to start coming, the image of his wife pinching his enormous chocolate-colored nipple being too much for him.
•And once again, you disappoint me. – Aisha replied annoyed but honestly. – You weren't even close and you already finished. How do you expect me to satisfy you?
>Oh...I'm sorry! – David stuttered, his face covered by Aisha's vaginal juices.
Although she didn't feel sexually satisfied, she did feel content with her actions.
•Clean up the mess you made! – She ordered, humiliating him even more. – I'll take a shower to calm down this heat that you didn't calm me down. And I don't want to see you until dinner.
>Yes, my love! – David stuttered as Aisha retreated victorious.
While taking a shower, Aisha hadn't realized how fun it was to sexually humiliate David. As she massaged her breasts and explored her ardent sex, she felt a mix of satisfaction and sadness. Before meeting me, Aisha had experienced years of spaced-out and unsatisfactory sex. But on the other hand, David had been a good provider and father.
The only thing that was clear to her while drying off with the towel was that now she had the perfect excuse to deny having sex with David. Aisha wasn't cruel enough to deprive him completely, but he'd have to make do with handjobs, blowjobs and screwing his tits.Happy, she managed to slip into Calliope's bedroom, where her daughter showed her pleasure at seeing her mother so lightly dressed. They masturbated each other and explored their bodies. After reaching orgasm a couple of times, they looked at each other with love.
During dinner, Sophie mentioned thatBastian had known his baby brother. Aisha and Calliope were impressed by the news, but David had no idea who my son was. Aisha took her time to bring him up to date on why my sons knew each other, being half-brothers, which made David feel even more overwhelmed. During the night, David begged his wife to have anal sex.•How dare you ask me for it if you didn't please me this afternoon? – Aisha asked irritably.>Oh, please, Aisha! We haven't had sex in months – David implored.
Aisha became enraged instantly.
•Do you call that 'having sex'? – she asked furiously. – Let me tell you, having sex consists of inserting your penis into my vagina. There's love, affection, and orgasms. It's about giving yourself to the other person. Not just satisfying your own desires.
>Then, let's have sex...- he begged.
•Are you crazy? – Aisha exploded. – David, first of all, you were the one who said you didn't want vaginal sex to avoid getting pregnant. Second, you didn't leave me satisfied this afternoon. How do you expect me to believe you'll leave me satisfied now? And third, you just switched holes like that. I'm sorry, but not tonight.
>Pero Aisha, please! ...- he begged again.
And from here on out, the couple's dynamic would change irreparably...
With a wide smile, Aisha pretended to show mercy.
•Alright. I'll propose something. I'll masturbate for ten minutes. If you can contain yourself for that long, we'll have sex. Are you in?
David felt intimidated.
>Ten minutes? – he asked nervously.
•If you can't last that long, it's not worth having sex, do you understand?
David swallowed hard, complicated.
>Okay...- he managed to respond.
Aisha lay down beside him, feeling enthusiastic. She had been waiting for this moment for a while, eager to teach David how much she had learned from me. She took the timer off her phone and set it for 10 minutes, placing it on the nightstand.• Ok, let's start! – Aisha whispered, taking David's semi-erect penis in her hand.
Aisha's plan was to masturbate him moderately, enough to make him believe the time limit would last. Then, when there were only 2 minutes left and he was still holding on, she would speed up until he reached climax before the time limit. Of course, even if David endured the challenge, she would keep her word and they would have sex, but since he would be too excited, he would cum quickly inside her and give Aisha the right to protest.
In short, Aisha had all the advantages.
She started massaging him delicately, her movements deliberate and precise. Aisha knew how much pressure to apply and the rhythm that would drive him crazy.
David's eyes rolled back as he felt his wife's skilled rhythm. He had never felt this way before, and it was all thanks to me.
• You can do it! – she whispered, massaging him softly with her thumb. – Just think of me... and how much I've missed your penis.
Aisha's words sent shivers down his spine, causing him to close his eyes to hold on better, clearing his mind of thoughts of his wife riding him, her majestic coffee-colored breasts bouncing as she penetrated him harder and harder.
She looks so hard and long! I wish I could suck it! - she said with a seductive and childish voice.Started to imagine her eating the cock, swallowing it whole.
•And your balls look so inflated, I just want to lick them! That was too much for him and David started convulsing, releasing his semen wildly. When he opened his eyes, he realized Aisha's malicious smile.
•Do you see? You only lasted three minutes and forty seconds. How do you expect me to feel satisfied? – she asked with a victorious smile.
But then her grip didn't let go and she kept masturbating him.
>Aisha, what are you doing? – He asked, feeling the burning of his unrelenting hand.
•Honey! – She commented, making a face. – I would have expected you to give me some extra jolts after coming. You can't get that soft.
Despite this, David's cock hurt.
>Let's go, Aisha! Stop! It hurts! – He begged.
Aisha acted like a child…
•But David, a real man's penis remains hard after orgasm. – She said, still squeezing him.
The pain was too much for him to wonder how his wife knew that.
>Oh please, Aisha, you're hurting me! – He pleaded for his release.
•Okay! – Aisha agreed. – You only lasted four minutes and a half, so there's no sex for you today.
>What? – He asked with the sore member.
•I heard you clearly. You didn't give me satisfaction, so there's no sex for you.
>Pero Aisha…
•Rest! – She interrupted. – You have nothing to do tomorrow.Next post
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