What Cums around, a Gift from the Universe (closed to Wickedpen)

"Too soon?" Ellen asked wincing with his discomfort with this suggestion. "We'll get there," she said like a much older woman to a much younger man. "OK" she said rising back to her feet. "It's OK Eddy" she sighed as she went to him but did not touch him.

"Do you want, no need me to hug you Eddy? You can lay your cheek against my breast and suckle my nipple, the way you used to? Remember you would lay your head in my lap and I stroked your head as you enjoyed us." she looks down at her chest and then continues, " and our company. Or is that too much for such a bad boy? I don't know Ed" she said as she stepped behind him. She breathed loudly on his back before continuing.

"Now stand up straight Ed." she commanded and he snapped to. "I will allow" she began "my nipples to touch your back until you cum." Ed groaned as she said it. Hard to decipher the groan as it held a lot of emotions but "no" was not part of it.

"You didn't already cum did you?" she asks half joking. He shakes his head vigorously "NO!" but from his energy level it would not take long. She took her breasts cupped in her hands, her nipples like spear points as she was inches from his pasty white back, tense with insanity by lust.

She dropped her hands suddenly and vigorously rubbed between her legs. Then returning to raise her breasts to Ed's back she asks "ready Eddy?" Using his nickname causes him to whimper and nod, for fear of speaking causing him to cum.

Ellen was turned on like never before. She had never had such an ability to give pleasure. Sure most men would enjoy fucking her but they did not let her touch their deepest desires, no matter what they are. Ed had and she felt so with him her own orgasm was brewing with barely a touch.

Leaning forward she watched her nipples moved to his skin and press as she raised and lowered them so they could not be missed. Her head was laid back, eyes closed as the isolated stimulus intensified an already overwhelming situation. Her breasts pressed into his firm back and her hands mercilessly circling, the simple contact after so long, like this...

"Still love my tits?" she gasps more than asks as her voice quivers with pending loss of control as her excitement cannot be denied.
 
As she had circled him with the riding crop poised in her hand he readied himself for the punishment she would render him. A punishment he deserved and desired on so many levels. Only she stopped short and put the crop back into her drawer.

She next threatened to fuck his mostly virgin asshole with one of the toys he had gifted her. This brought apprehension to him, and yet he would willingly and faithfully bend over and hold his ankles, opening himself to what she desired.

"Too soon?" She giggled as she replaced that in the drawer of pleasures as well. "We'll get there," She decided instead to use her best weapon on her compliant ex-husband. "It's OK Eddy" she sighed her words almost soothing as the range of emotions again ran through Edward.

"Do you want, no need me to hug you Eddy? You can lay your cheek against my breast and suckle my nipple, the way you used to? Remember you would lay your head in my lap and I stroked your head as you enjoyed us." Edward did remember. All the times she had offered her perfect breasts to comfort him. Be it a bad day at work, when his father had passed, or just the comfort they gave him when he needed it. Many times he had fallen asleep with her nipple in his mouth like a newborn.

She was offering him one of his fondest memories of her. His jerk-off sessions of remembering the bad things almost always ended with him in that soothing position and place where he could relax and choose to forgive her.

"Or is that too much for such a bad boy? I don't know Ed." She had again pulled the rug from under his feet. From reddened ass, to fucked asshole to soothing kindness she took him for the ride on his own self imposed roller coaster.

"Now stand up straight Ed." Her tone again changing from loving to stern. "I will allow..." she paused and the wait, though only seconds was excruciatingly long to him. "my nipples to touch your back until you cum." Edward shivered. Could he cum again? He was certainly hard enough. There was zero chance he wasn't turned on enough. But did his balls have it in them? He let out a low, guttural moan as she talked to him from behind.

"You didn't already cum did you?" She of course knew the answer was no. At least she thought it was as his little dick was now dripping its precum onto her new apartment floor. She assumed that wasn't him cumming again without any touch.

She pressed her hard little nipples into the bare skin of his back and Edward felt as though they were piercing his soul as his little untouched penis lurched and shook of its own accord. She showed off her past gymnastic qualities as she raised up on her on her tippy toes to reach his mid-back only to squat and trail them down to his ass cheeks. A trail that had Edward shaking and shivering as those taut nipples cut their path.

"ready Eddy?" she seemed to pause again just for the slightest of moments. "Still love my tits?" And though his mouth wasn't able to answer her at the time, his little dick certainly gave its opinion. Once more Edward Sutton came and soiled her new apartment floor with his seed.

Just as his dick let out the last of its little spurt, there was a loud SQUAKING sound. It startled each of the naked couple. Then a voice over an intercom announced : "Umm Hello, Mr. Sutton are you there. This is Brian from Electronics Plus, I have the order of equipment to deliver." His voice sounded young but sure. A twenty-something working his way through college making deliveries for the local store.

Edward looked at Ellen with a slight look of panic, mixed with a lot of worry. "I forgot to show you that feature. It's so you can open the door to take deliveries. I forgot this delivery is the reason I was here tonight. What should we do?" He asked his naked ex-wife as his spent dick twitched again and dropped another driblet out onto her floor.
 
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Ellen was so close when the intercom interrupted her just after Ed had finished uncontrollably cumming from the barest of touch.

"He sounds nice" Ellen said in a deep throaty as she stumbled to get her clothes. She puled on her jeans and tee shirt with a renewed vigor.

"I think we are done, for now" she continued as she left her thong in Ed's hand and said "you can leave us alone and go home to Karen, after you pay him." She kissed him on the cheek as he started to move towards the intercom and life was back to normal for him and he stood tall and appeared to be a completely different person, her public persona. She knew his private, intimate self and he can hardly contain himself when she blows on him there.
 
The squawk of the intercom brought them back to reality. Naked and spent Edward scurried to answer the young man that stood outside waiting. "Be right with you." he told the delivery man as he hurried himself to dress.

"He sounds nice." Ellen stated in an almost wanton way. The entire bedroom smelled like sex, as if a carnal marathon had just taken place. In reality other than Ellen's hard little nipples running up and down Edward's back there was little other touch between them.

Ellen pulled her tight jeans and tee on, forsaking her wet panties which she deposited in Edwards hand. "I think we are done, for now." She announced to him, once again in a tone that left no doubt that it was an order and not a request.

"You can leave us alone and go home to Karen, after you pay him." Leave 'THEM' alone? Not leave her alone? Did she plan on entertaining this man here and now. Edward cursed himself for not installing the very equipment that was now being delivered at an earlier date.

Edward opened the warehouse door as a young strapping delivery man entered holding a stack of boxes. Ellen had followed Edward out to the door and stood behind them as Edward took care of the paper work.

The man's eyes affixed to the beauty that stood in the background. Her nipples calling out to all that would see them. Ellen was looking him up and down as uninhibitedly as he was undressing her with his eyes.

The man was young, 22 tops she assessed. He was also tall and very well cut from his job of carrying boxes back and forth all day. he had the kind of bulge, in his delivery outfit, that a girl just couldn't help but wonder about and admire.

Edward looked back at his Ex an his body just gave an involuntary shiver. If his little dick had any life left in it he knew it would be hard again anticipating what might take place between the two. Ellen's eyes bore back into his, serving as a reminder to the order she just gave him to run home to Karen.

Edward handed the clipboard back to the delivery man. "Thank you Brian." he read the name off his name badge. "I.... I will be running off home now, this is Ellen." He introduced her to him. Even though he would most likely never make another delivery here.

Brian stepped forward to shake her hand as Edward slipped out the warehouse door and made his apprehensive way home to his dutiful wife.

"Brian Wise Miss." He held out his hand to shake hers, which nearly disappeared in his large strong hand. His eyes affixed to her nipples as if he could see right through the thin material. "Is there anything else I can do for you today?"
 
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"as a matter of fact there is Brian," Ellen began as she rose to her feet, still nearly a foot shorter than her new young friend. She went to him and squeezed his muscular arm. She smiled at him and said "You are a strong man, I mean you are a man right?"

She saw he was taken a bit off balance by her questioning of his manhood. The scent of her wafting through the room seemed to positively effect the size of the item in his pants trying to get out.

"Brian," she began looking into his eyes, "I want to fuck, no. No I need to fuck and unless I read this wrong, you are going to be that man I fuck." She could have said it anyway but playing to her audience, and knowing the twenty something white American male a direct approach as a ever so slightly older aged women is who taught him to be a man and will tell him what else he needs to do. She let the information sink into Brian, who was a lot more meat than brains.

Ellen peeled the tee shirt up over her head and her golden curls flowed out of the red cotton until her breasts were staring him in the face. Ellen smiled knowing at this point there was little chance of Brian actually getting away.

She ran her eyes up and down his slack-jawed uniform and then said "let me see it."

Brian looked like he was in the military as he stripped and stood rippled at attention with a man sized cock. Ellen smiled and then walked into the bedroom while siding her jeans off. She stopped at the bed, with Brian behind her.
 
When Brian had asked, he was hoping her answer might be yes but expecting her to just usher him back out the warehouse door. "As a matter of fact there is Brian," she answered him as both his ears and his cock perked up in attention.

She squeezed his muscular bicep and asked: "You are a strong man, I mean you are a man right?" Another fucking, cock teasing bitch he thought to himself at her derogatory question. But her demeanor and his lust for her changed quickly.

"Brian, I want to fuck, no. No I need to fuck and unless I read this wrong, you are going to be that man I fuck." His cock now grew to full staff as he watched her lift her top over her head revealing the perkiest set of nipples atop the most perfect set of tits he had ever seen.

She ran her small hands down his sides and told him: "Let me see it." Brian just smiled at the diminutive blonde as he looked about the warehouse to make sure they were alone. Satisfied after one quick glance he undid his belt and pulled the zipper down.

Looking into the older woman's eyes he Kicked off his shoes and shirt, then slid his pants and boxers down and off. Out popped an extremely thick, no less than 7" cock as it bounced in front of Ellen's eyes she swooned. It had been weeks since she was last fucked properly as she had been steering all her energy into her plans with Edward.

Ellen turned and walked into the bedroom, undoing and loosing her own pants as she made her way to the bed. Brian followed closely behind her and before she could sit on the bed he spun the hot blonde around and buried his tongue in her mouth as he pulled her tightly into his chest.

Her head shoulder height with him, her nipples tickling the belly button on his 6-pack stomach. He took a firm grip on her ass cheeks and lifted her easily and high as her lips now met his. Their tongues wrestling as the tip of his young cock pointed straight up and now tickled her pussy, taint and asshole.

"I want to fuck. No I need to fuck." he repeated her very words back to her as he lowered her body down. Her wet pussy was readily impaled on his thick hard cock as she gave out a gasp. He continued to rapidly lift and lower her up to the massive tip and then slammed back down the length of his shaft as it stretched out her little pussy, testing its elasticity more than she could remember.

She had experienced longer, never had she accommodated one this thick and this easy. Her pussy sloppy wet to begin with from her toying so mockingly with poor little eddie. She grunted and groaned as he did all the work and she seemed no more than a prop for his masculine pleasure.

She came hard as he played her like a yo-yo up and down his shaft. Ten minutes later and after another round of orgasms the seemingly tireless stud asked: "Where do you want it bitch? Cunt, mouth or tits?" He slapped her ass HARD as he impatiently awaited her answer, about to shoot off inside her and bareback if she didn't answer quickly enough.
 
The weeks of being dominant had taken their toll on Ellen. She forgot how wonderful it was to have someone simply want you and thereby making you feel that timeless pleasure. Brian did not disappoint as his physical dominance was soon more than apparent as he used her on himself like a life size flesh light, oblivious to her as anything more than the encoded depositor for his seed. She could do nothing as he held her hard ass and forced her delicate wet flesh around and over his youthful rock hard cock.

Ellen liked to watch men when they fucked her. Most people like the dark and eyes closed but Ellen only got hotter staring into his eyes as he hurries to satisfy that needy bull inside him. Brian's face was at first anxious as she was older and this had come out of left field for him, but was well qualified for the task.

Once he touched her he was all business and that business was getting his seed into her. Straining with pleasure and overwhelmed with feeling his primal need about to be satisfied his face was intense. Ellen smiled up at him somehow managing to keep her eyes open as her body visibly came in his hands and around his flag pole of a cock.

"Where do you want it bitch? Cunt, mouth or tits?" Brian showed his true self, a ego trapped in a hard dick, a wonderful hard dick and a body that has admirably driven it to completion.

"Is the video system on?" Ellen managed as Brian looked at her confused and slowed his jackhammer technique.

Clearly confused Ellen grew annoyed. She grabbed the back of his short cropped hair and pulled his head up to look at her, as he had been watching his hops bang into hers. "Is this being recorded?" she asked slowly as his eyes rose.

"No! Are you crazy?" he asked annoyed to be so close and having to talk to the bitch.

A smile came across her face and said "Too bad." He began again quickly returning to a level that immediately sent another wave through her as she exhaled "anywhere you want."
 
This old bitch won't stop looking at me Brian thought to himself as he used her as a cylinder and his cock as a piston. It turned him on as most of the college girls he fucked just closed their eyes and moaned. Or worse, told him he was too thick and that they would have to finish him off by hand.

This slut must have just fucked the old guy that left, she was so wet and ready. He saw the cum all over the ground and figured she had made him pull out. This too spurred him on, though he now wondered if he too should pull out of her.

He 'politely' asked: "Where do you want it bitch? Cunt, mouth or tits?" Giving her the chance to decide for herself as he felt himself ready to explode. Then out of no where she asked some lame ass question. "Is the video system on?"

She grabbed his hair and yanked his eyes to hers. "Is this being recorded?" This only caused his impending cum shot to momentarily pause.

"No! Are you crazy? You dumb twat, I just brought in the equipment, how the fuck could it be recording?" The young stud showing his annoyance.

"Too bad." She replied which only got his motor fully revved once more. "Anywhere you want."
She had finally answered the only question he had wanted answered in the first place. He immediately let loose in her hot tight cunt letting the first three spurts of his cum fill her insides.

He then, non-ceremoniously threw her naked ass on the bed and finished with a flurry of ropes across her tits. He looked down on the spent woman as he gathered up his uniform. "We always aim to please Ma'am." He announced to her as he dressed.

"Call anytime you need a delivery." He smirked and wrote his personal number on the paperwork as he left.

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Edward reluctantly left Ellen behind with the delivery man. He wished he had been invited to be a part of their tryst. Or at least to be allowed to watch and see what progressed. Instead he found himself driving home.

He couldn’t fathom seeing his wife just then. He had met up with Ellen unexpectedly and in the process he had cum twice in the couple hours they had spent together. Once in his pants as she squeezed his balls and he admitted that he wanted to be her ‘bitch’.

Then again just before he left her alone with the young stud of a delivery man. Neither time did she, or himself for that matter, touch his penis. Turning off, he pulled into a bar he used to frequent in his drinking days, just after their divorce.

He sat at the bar and ordered a scotch and a beer. The first hard liquor he had imbibed in since he stopped drinking to forget her 8 years ago. He no longer wanted to forget. Ellen was back in his life, along with the endless possibilities of how their new relationship would develop.

It was only 3:15 and normally he would be back at the office working hard until 5:00 or 5:30. The company pretty much ran itself these days and he didn’t need to be physically present. Not like those first coupled of years when his drinking had almost sunk the ship.

His plan was to see Ellen every Wednesday, when he dropped off her paycheck. Then again on Saturday when he normally golfed. He would gladly give up the game that he never got very good at to spend the 4-5 hours with the woman that controlled his inner desires.

He had forgotten to tell her that the burner phone in her special drawer had his number on direct dial. It would read 'Warehouse Manager' should his wife ever see the message. He thought about calling to tell her about it now, but figured her hands (or worse, or better)might still be full.
 
Ellen lay on her new bed sliding her finger through the slippery white cum dotting her stomach. She watched Brian go and feel like he was the winner, completely unaware that the control can be used in many ways. Slipping back into dark Ellen she rolled over and looked into the drawer of tricks. Ed was thorough as she eyed the nice selection of items and toys but her mind was taking over her body and she reached for the phone.

She opened the phone and saw 1 contact, "bitch" it read. She pressed it.

The oddly out of place middle aged man at the bar at 3pm was well dressed and should be at work. He was not though and from the looks of the drinks in front of him he was there for a reason.

The phone laying on the bar lit up "Warehouse Manager calling."

With a visible private pleasure he accepted the call but said nothing.

"Ed? I know you are there. I fucked him, well really he fucked me, long and hard and then covered me in his cum. I am still wet with it." she breathed into the phone as she could hear Ed's heart pounding and could probably imagine the sweat in his hand holding the phone.

Ellen was speaking soft and silky and laying back with one hand holding the phone and the other slowly circling her precious.

"Perhaps you should come and clean up what your delivery boy delivered?" she said as her body began to move in a faster rhythm. "You have a few hours before that tall drink of water will expect you and your big dick home to make her feel like a woman. Ya know?" she breathed and then turned off the phone and slid a vibe from the drawer.

bbzzbzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
 
Edward sat at the bar having just finishing off his second scotch and now nursing his beer. He had left her presence just 30 minutes ago and already found himself wanting to be in her presence again

He contemplated calling her to explain the phone, really he just wanted to hear her voice again. Then all of a sudden he was startled to hear his cell ring. Figuring it was either the wife, or the office he almost ignore it altogether before he decided to at least look to see who needed him.

He sat upright on his barstool, and again in his pants as it announced ‘Warehouse Manager’. It was Ellen, his manager, she must have figured out the phone all by herself. He answered but said nothing.

“Ed? I know you are there. I fucked him, well he really fucked me, long and hard and then covered me in his cum. I am still wet with it.” She admitted to him in a proud manner. Edward couldn’t think straight. He wanted this, he hated this, he needed this.

“Perhaps you should come and clean up what your delivery boy delivered?” Was she asking him to do this? Ordering him to comply? Offering him a favor? She again mentioned Karen and something about his being home. He couldn’t think through the pounding in his brain and again in his pants.

He was almost exactly halfway between his house and the warehouse. A short 10 minute drive in either direction. He pulled Ellen’s still damp panties from his pocket and sniffed them right there at the bar. Unaware of the stare the barmaid as well as the one other couple present were giving him.

He tossed a twenty on the bar to cover the drinks, polished off the beer in one swift gulp and headed back out to his car. As if on autopilot he found himself speeding toward the warehouse. He entered the apartment and made his way to the bedroom.

The cum he had left on her floor just an hour and a half ago had dried. As had the remnant of cum that covered his once again hard little dick and legs. He wondered if Brian’s deposit was dried as yet? He heard a buzzing and wasn’t sure if it were in his head or not as he entered her bedroom to see her playing with her knew toy. Her pussy still overflowing with cum. Her tits covered and mostly dry of the sticky, now crusty substance.

Edward stared, not knowing what to do next. Waiting for her to tell him.
 
She heard the door open much sooner than expected and slid the vibe out of her and rested it still on high against her clit, so close yet...

"You don't fucking knock?" she hissed angrily at Ed. Glaring at him as he stood with a little hard on in his pants and his middle aged clothes looking frumpier than usual. "Jesus Ed, she really doesn't do anything for you do she?" Ellen said realizing how desperate and in love with her he still was. Even after fucking every cock she could while they were married, including his brother, he still had it for her, bad.

"Where were you Ed? The office? Home?" she asked as she dropped the vibe on the bed spread under her but left her legs open. Her delivery boy's cum was dried on her chest now. She slid up and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Would you get a warm wet cloth and clean me?" she said pushing her chest out where the stranger had sprayed his seed.
 
Edward walked into her bedroom disheveled from the days happenings and his slightly drunken state. He had caught her pushing the toy inside of her when he entered unannounced. Pulling it out and holding it gently against her excited clit. "You don't fucking knock?" She scolded him as he stared at her wet sex and stained tits.

"I'm sorry Ellen, I wasn't thinking. It wont happen again." He promised her as he shook a little taking in her sight.

"Jesus Ed, she really doesn't do anything for you does she?" Her reference to his wife could only have been brought up by the fact that he was once again hard for his ex. "She has her moments." He tried to defend Karen in a very unconvincing manner.

"Where were you Ed? The office? Home?" She quizzed him. Always collecting information and calculating how she could use it to her best advantage.

"No I.... I stopped at the bar for a drink. To calm my nerves." The second part he hadn't meant to reveal but the booze was taking an undesired effect on him. She gave up her toy and spread her legs lewdly in front of him. A large droplet of cum pushed its way out of her as she did.

"Would you get a warm wet cloth and clean me?" Again he shivered and made his way to the bathroom without needing to be asked twice. He ran the hot water until it was tepid and wet one of the soft washcloths that he had personally picked out for her. Also taking a hand towel with him.

He returned to her bedside and gently washed the dry cum from each of her heaving breasts. He could feel her excitement at his touch and feared he might cum in his pants again. When they were cleaned and dried he moved between her legs.

He washed up her thighs and stopped short of her leaking, glistening sex. He sat and stared as the stimulation of washing her tits and legs had caused her to push out more of the stud's seed from deep inside of her.

He wanted nothing more than to reach there and use the wet cloth to clean her. His mind was telling him to, but his body wouldn't let him as he remained paralyzed and staring deep into her stretched out vagina.
 
"Are you done?" Ellen said breathlessly as Ed knelt between her legs. "Afraid of big bad Ellen's pussy Ed? Might reach out and pull you in, no?" she said as he looked like an embarrassed school boy.

"Nerves huh? Sorry to hear that, I guess when you are not fucking a woman properly you get a little frazzled" she said looking pathetically at him.

"Maybe you should lick me clean?" she said as her body ached for more attention.
 
Edward had gently washed and dried all signs of the delivery mans cum from her breasts and legs. He now stared at her abused leaking pussy like a deer caught in headlights. "Are you done?" she asked him in a labored voice.

"Afraid of big bad Ellen's pussy Ed? Might reach out and pull you in, no?" She knew she had him hypnotized and he would do whatever she bid of him right now. Big Bad Ellen, he thought to himself of the short, barley 100 pound woman that lay splayed out in front of him. Her pussy was pulling him in, calling out to him, enticing him with all its glory.

"Nerves huh? Sorry to hear that, I guess when you are not fucking a woman properly you get a little frazzled." again she referenced his current wife. She knew it touched on his guilt and his want for her so much more than Karen. She used it every chance she had, knowing what it did to his stomach and his little dick.

"Maybe you should lick me clean?" Edward looked up into her eyes as she suggested he use his mouth to clean her. He had never had a gay thought in his life. Truth be told, he could have been called a homophobe for most of his formative years.

He told himself he would never taste a mans penis. Never swallow another mans cum. He was almost crying as he crawled between her legs and tentively let his lounge lick her tasting his first taste of cum along with her sweet pungent juices.
 
"Mmmmm" Ellen groaned as she felt the softest flicker of her ex-husband's tongue. She had to admit she wanted it too.

"Can you taste his seed?" she asked mercilessly.
 
Ellen let out a long soft moan as his tongue first made contact with her soiled pussy. As much for the sexual sensation it gave her as the total dominance she now felt. Her ex would do anything she desired of him from here out and the possibilities were endless.

“Can you taste his seed?” She inquired of him. He wanted to scream NO!! He wanted not to admit to himself that he would rather taste Brian’s cum than to forsake her pussy. Unable to answer her direct question he instead pushed his tongue deep inside of her.

Edward kissed, licked and sucked the cum from her fucked pussy. Taking time to worship her swollen clit and then back Down. Licking her clean from her asshole to her clit he serviced his ex-wife and the constant invader of his dreams until she came hard in his mouth.

The deposited cum flowing out of her along with her own feminine juices. Edward swallowed them both down as his cock twitched in his pants. Once again In need of her to allow him to release.
 
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"Wow!" Ellen said as she ran her hands over her chest and squeezed her tits as she looked at Ed embarrassed as he licked his lips and tasted her on his lips and tongue and an unfamiliar taste, the other man.

"That was nice Ed" Ellen said as she sat up again. "Now go undress and we will see what we can do to relieve your stress." she said bouncing to her feet naked and energetic. She had cum so much today she felt wonderful.

"Dirty boy Ed" she said as she found her glass of scotch and drained it. "Sucking a man's cum from your ex wife's pussy. Ed you have certainly come a long way. He was now standing naked with his little hard on standing up.

"I guess Karen doesn't like you sucking on her pussy huh?" Ellen said as she pondered how to purge Ed of his cum. "She is missing out. I love how excited you get when you really get a snout full of my snatch." she said talking vulgar, a way she knew bothered him. He always wanted her to stand in line and be the perfect little wife. Ellen was nothing if not a perfect wife.

"well I will be" she said as she refilled her glass and went to the chair and looked at Ed.

"How do you want to cum honey?" she asked. "You know the delivery man asked me and I let him do exactly what he wanted. Do you want to fuck me Ed?" she teased him and he knew she would not let him. "well you can't. That is reserved for men. You are just a little boy Eddy and momma would hurt that little pecker." she said and sipped her scotch.

"So what is it you want, you need Ed? Why are you doing all this? Do you miss my fucking that much? Miss my mistreatment and lying? Miss my fucking your brother and letting you have sloppy seconds an hour later?" she asked.
 
"Wow!" Ellen exclaimed as he rose up from her pussy, his face as wet and gleaming as her once more pleasured sex. Edward had made his ex-wife cum for the first time in 10 years. He felt proud to have been able to provide her the pleasure. Almost as proud of himself as he was embarrassed with himself for how it had occurred.

"That was nice Ed." she complimented him as her hands roamed over her perfect breasts and taut nipples. She sat up and almost lovingly told him: "Now go undress and we will see what we can do to relieve your stress." Edward went to the corner chair and undressed, folding his already wrinkled and soiled clothes neatly into a pile on the chair.

"Dirty boy Ed." She now had regained her condescending voice as she stood drinking her glass of scotch. Him naked before her one more time. "Sucking a man's cum from your ex wife's pussy." she reminded him of the deviant and degrading act he had just performed to please her.

"Ed you have certainly come a long way." She was well aware of his feelings from before and he would never have succumbed to what he just did. "I guess Karen doesn't like you sucking on her pussy huh?" He cringed again as she brought up Karen. Why couldn't she just leave his current wife out of all this he thought to himself.

Edward shook his head no to her question and in a near whimper replied, "No Ellen, oral sex is most always off the table both ways." He didn't want to reveal his marital secrets, but was powerless not to when she questioned him.

"She is missing out. I love how excited you get when you really get a snout full of my snatch." again she had complimented him and he felt a rush of pride overtake him, even though her tone was very un-lady like in it's delivery. "Well I will be." she promised him that he would be between her legs again.

"How do you want to cum honey?" she actually asked him. Was she offering him carte blanche as to how he would relieve himself. Could he be inside of the woman he craved and secretly still loved? And she had called him 'Honey'. He beamed as he looked at her.

"You know the delivery man asked me and I let him do exactly what he wanted. Do you want to fuck me Ed?" He certainly did. The sting of the delivery man being there first had faded as it was leading to this. His wildest of dreams.

Then she again caused his world to crash down around him. "Well you can't. That is reserved for men. You are just a little boy Eddy and momma would hurt that little pecker." he looked again as if he were a little boy that was denied the toy he most wanted by his bully on the playground.

"So what is it you want, that you need Ed? Why are you doing all this? Do you miss my fucking that much? Miss my mistreatment and lying? Miss my fucking your brother and letting you have sloppy seconds an hour later?" she asked.

"I want you Ellen, I need you. To posses me in real life as you have in my mind these past 10 years. As you have from the day I met you and wanted you forever." He was finally baring his soul to her.
"I of course miss fucking you, you were my first and always remained my dearest."

He couldn't answer the parts of her mistreatment, lying or in particular her having fucked his older brother. That he had followed Michael inside of her cut him deeply and she could read that in his eyes when she asked.

He never di answer her how he would like to cum once being inside of her was pulled from the equation.
 
This was a sexual role playing wild ride as Ellen fluctuated between sweet motherly and dominant bull and it was working her too. She saw Ed now differently. This kink of his was pathetic and weak but sweet and perhaps the greatest show of affection any one ever has. So selflessly giving his resources, his pride, his vows, everything was hers and she was nearly brought to tears.

Then he dropped the bombs, "I want you Ellen, I need you. To posses me in real life as you have in my mind these past 10 years. As you have from the day I met you and wanted you forever."

She could only look at him as he bared his soul and begged me to have it.

"Oh Ed, that is so sweet. I guess since I did not hear 'love' this is physical and mental, like I like it." she said hopefully giving Ed a word he could keep for his own.

Ellen looked at him and once again became aware of his real dominance, physical, financial and in every way, if he wanted it. He could easily cuff her to the bed and do all the things in all the places he had imagined over the last ten years, since it sounds like she was his singular sexual focus.

Pouring another glass and refilling hers she gave Ed a glass and sat naked on the bed. They drank is silence. It was not awkward as they were naked and had poured themselves out to each other.

"So Ed, what is the best way you can imagine having an orgasm?" Ellen asked as she sipped the whiskey. She slid the glass down her chest and then opened her legs and rubbed the cold glass against herself. "Does it free the best when you cum without even a touch or, do you remember, that time I let you cum in my ass?" she said watching for his reaction as she was lying and never let him near her ass when they were married. I guess keeping that one ace up her sleeve is paying dividends.
 
"Oh Ed, that is so sweet. I guess since I did not hear 'love' this is physical and mental, like I like it." was her indifferent response to the baring of his soul. She made it quite known that 'Love' was off the table. While he did and always would love her, a romantic coupling was not what he needed or desired from his ex-wife.

"So Ed, what is the best way you can imagine having an orgasm?" Again she was offering him an array of her sexual talents. Or was she just teasing one more time. She had already made clear that being inside her pussy was a job for his tongue and not for his dick to attempt.

She poured herself, and him this time another scotch and waited while he pondered the answer to her inquiry. He thought about her threatening him with the riding crop. He thought about the dildo she teased of fucking him in the ass with. Edward wanted those things with her. He wanted to totally submit and be humiliated by the woman he adored and craved.

He had even contemplated placing a strap-on in her drawer of toys, but thought best of it, not wanting to scare her off, or think of him as some weak sissy boy. His ass had never been penetrated by more than a finger, yet he wanted her to have that power over him.

He was silent in his contemplations until she asked, while rubbing her whiskey glass over her well used pussy: "Does it free the best when you cum without even a touch or, do you remember, that time I let you cum in my ass?"

She asked and his mind raced. He hated when his cock gave him away without a touch. He realized she had the power to make him cum with no touch and just her carnal suggestions. It embarrassed him to no degree and it made him lust for her more.

He had never cum in her ass. He had only managed a finger in there when they were dating and subsequently married. Did she have him confused with someone else? Was she again toying with him for her own pleasure?

Her pussy was always extremely tight. He had dreamt of one day being allowed in her back door, but he knew, or at least thought, better than to ask. He wondered now if she too was still a virgin in that hole. To a live cock that is.

He would love nothing more than to kiss and lick her there and then be allowed to penetrate where his smallish cock could be felt and do some good for her.

He couldn't even ask for that. Instead he looked at the ground and asked, almost begged, "Would you play with my cock and tell me all about what happened between you and Brian?"

He wanted to ask about all her dalliances of the past. Of the first time she had cheated on him after they were engaged. After they had married. Of Michael. He thought it best to keep things in the present for now. He only longed for her touch and didn't want to spoil his chances there of.
 
Ellen watched and listened to Ed as he really grovelled and she knew he was loving it. Her mind began to race.

"Would he wear a dress?"

"Would he have me be his date?"

"Does he want me to fuck him and know what it is like?"

"OK Ed but I think you are too macho to really enjoy this." she said as she bounced up and took his glass of whiskey and went to the bar and make a rum and coke and handed to him. She looked him up and down then said, "yes, you need to wear something pretty."

Running over to her closet the game was fun. Hanging in the closet were clothes of two sizes.

"He thought of this?" she thought as she took a long yellow sundress, clearly too big for her and held it in her arms for him to take and put on.

"Here ya go honey" she said like a belligerent man.
 
Edward stood awaiting her reply as he had asked for a simple hand job and the story of how the stud of a delivery man had used her just a little more than an hour ago. how he had filled her pussy with his cum and painted her tits with even more of the same.

The cum that Edward had gently cleaned from her breasts and legs. That he had willfully, even joyfully extracted from her pussy with his tongue and mouth.

Instead she asked him: "OK Ed but I think you are too macho to really enjoy this." He didn't really understand her meaning until she took his scotch and rep-laced it with a more feminine rum and coke. She then went to her closet and pulled out the yellow sundress that he had placed there just in case it met her fancy to have him wear it in the future to humiliate him in that manner.

He didn't even realize she had taken the time to explore the different outfits he had stocked in there for her. And admittedly a couple that would fit him as well. "Yes, you need to wear something pretty." Had she read his mind about wanting her to bend him over and fuck him?

She seemed to know his inner thoughts as well or even before he could put them into words. "Here ya go honey." She said in a stout, masculine voice. Not unlike the tone he imagined Brian had taken with her just a short time ago. But Brian had the brawn and the equipment to back up his words at 6'2" and sporting the thickest cock she had known. Could she at 5'2" just over 100 pounds and naked pull off with Edward what Brian had with her?

Edward took the dress from her and pulled it on over his head. It tented out in the front in a humorous way as his thin, little 5" dick poked out the thin material. He looked at Ellen with little puppy dog eyes, ready to submit to her any whim.
 
"Aren't you adorable!" Ellen said excitedly ignoring the tent for the moment. She looked into Ed's eyes and said "what shall I call you?"

"Such a pretty girl" she said sliding behind him. She cupped his ass with her hands and sighed "nice."

"You a virgin honey?" Ellen asked with her deeper masculine voice before stepping back in front.

"Get on your knees baby cakes" she said walking back to the drawer and grabbing the big black lifelike dildo. Ed's eyes were wide. She held the phallus in front of her as she stood in front of him now on his knees, the dress wet where his little pecker was obvious.

"Not yet honey" she said in her usual throaty feminine voice and he understood.

"Now I like it with your hands behind your back." Ellen said as she wagged the plastic in front of Ed's face. "I can bind them if you can't hold them back there?" she growled as Ed was slow to follow but now was in position.

"OK so you want to hear what Brian did to me?" Ellen asked as Ed eyed the rubber hose in her hand. "He was about this big!" she said catching Ed's attention. She smiled and said "So what are we going to call you? I like to know the girls names I fuck" she said having assumed the male role and voice. "Should I be Ed or Michael?" I asked...
 
"Aren't you adorable!" She complimented him in his short yellow sundress. Edward didn't want this. It was much too soon for this. He did crave the humiliation, but he expected a slow build to her total domination over him. "What shall I call you?" she asked, implying he should have a girls name for when she put him in this situation.

"Such a pretty girl." she teased him as she moved behind him and cupped his ass through the thin material of the dress. "Nice." she complimented his butt like a guy would when he saw a tight ass on an attractive lady.

"You a virgin honey?" her masculine words had him shivering. "Get on your knees baby cakes." she commanded him and for the first time he thought he knew what girls must feel like when they are spoken to in a degrading manner by guys.

He knelt in front of her and murmured, "yes, yes Ellen I am a virgin." As if that would have any baring on his tormentor. She went to her drawer and pulled out the large, black cock waving it slowly and menacingly before his eyes.

"Not yet honey." She warned him in her normal soothing voice. She could tell by the amount of precum staining the front of his dress that he was close to cumming again.

"Now I like it with your hands behind your back." She instructed him as she moved the black cock right in front of his eyes. She waited for Edward to take the position that she wanted him in. He wasn't sure how to accomplish the right access for her pleasure.

It dawned on him and he laid his head prone to the ground with his ass perched high as he moved his hands to the small of his back and held them there. "I can bind them if you can't hold them back there?" Was that an offer? Or was it a threat that if they moved she would do so? He wasn't sure but he held them steady there, for at least the time being.

"OK so you want to hear what Brian did to me?" Again his whole body shivered and he had to labor his breath to keep his dick from betraying him again. "He was about this big!" She held the device eye level to him. Was she planning to fuck his virgin asshole with the monster of a dildo she held? Was she planning on doing so with no lubricant?!?

"So what are we going to call you? I like to know the girls names I fuck." she said having assumed the male role and voice. "Should I be Ed or Michael?" Edwards eyes widened in pain and panic.

"NO!" he almost shouted and she realized she may have hit a nerve that would push him too far, too fast. "Please no, could you be...... Brian?" She knew she wouldn't be Ed, she now knew that bringing Michael up touched a nerve that she wasn't sure she should poke at.

"I am your bitch Ellen." he continued. "Please call me whatever you see fit."
 
Ed's reaction to her name ideas was a little disturbing. Usually when you are this deep into the intimacy of sex and overwhelming desire anything could be said and done and never mentioned. But not this time.

Ellen smiled and "OK Eva."

Ellen stood in front of Eva sitting on her feet in her yellow dress, holding the phallus like it was hers and she was offering it. Even kneeling and Ellen standing Eva had to lean forward and down to get it.

Changing into an even more manly voice and accent Ellen says "better get it good and wet cause looking at you, it might split you in two (laugh)."

Ellen saw Ed was excited and nervous with his new found trans fetish.

"Is this OK Ed?" Ellen said in her sweetest , most selfless voice. "I may have gotten a little carries away, you know what a crazy imagination I have" she continued a knowing look as she said "crazy."

Awkward moment begins to cover it which was broken by her asking "do you want to go home?"
 
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