CHAPTER 1

Lance Sterling crawled into bed and snuggled up against his wife, Meadow. He had just gotten off duty from swing shift. He was looking forward to a little one-on-one to take the edge off after a hard day on the streets of Ontario, California, where he had been a police officer for twelve years. He cupped one of her firm breasts and playful massaged it. He felt her nipple hardening against his palm. He also felt his penis coming to life.

Meadow enjoyed his caresses, but she didn't show any desire to go further. She felt his hardness against her ass and turned partially onto her back to kiss him. After a short kiss, she turned back onto her side.

He began to massage her firm ass while he kissed her soft shoulders. He touched her pussy. He was disappointed with her response as she made no effort to make it easier for him to fondle her there. He pulled her onto her back. He cupped the other breast and kissed her. He lightly moved his tongue over her lips. Again, he was disappointed when she didn't respond, but he was persistent. He moved his hand across her abdomen and his fingers through her thick patch of light brown pubic hair.

"Are you horny again?"

"Yeah."

You just had it two nights ago."

"So." He tried to push his hand between her legs. He was no longer disappointed when she wouldn't yield to him. He was pissed as her knees remained together as if they were welded in that position.

"Can't we do it tomorrow?"

"No. I want some right now." He tried to get his hand between her legs so he could play with her pussy.

"I'm not in the mood," she said pressing her knees even more tightly together, thwarting his efforts.

He pushed his hardness against her hips. "Obviously, I am in the mood." He cupped a breast and massaged it.

"I'm not," she repeated. "Why don't you go into the bathroom and take of your problem?"

He was seething. He was finding it harder and harder to accept her growing control of their sex life. When she wanted it, she got it. When he wanted it, he would get it if she was in the mood, wasn't too tired, or didn't have some other excuse at the moment. He'd had enough of her games. "I've got a better idea."

"What?"

He got up on his knees and grabbed a handful of her light brown shoulder length hair. "You're going to suck me off, right now," he said and forced her head toward her penis.

"That's not going to happen."

"You're wrong." He forced his penis into her mouth. "Suck it."

She fought back in vain. It was her turn to seethe.

"Suck it," he demanded. Firmly holding her hair, he fucked her mouth.

She moaned in anger. With his physical strength, she realized she didn't have a choice right now.

"That's better," he said when she began to give him the oral sex he wanted. He felt an erotic rush as he took control of his wife for the first time. "Yeah, suck it," he moaned. He smiled as he thought about how he was going to teach her a lesson she wouldn't soon forget.

She felt him fucking her mouth with more energy. She tasted his precome. She felt him becoming even harder, felt him flexing in her mouth.

"I'm going to cum in your mouth," he told her.

She panicked when she heard him. She didn't mind giving him a blowjob. In fact, when she was in the mood, she rather enjoyed sucking his hard cock. She had let him come in her mouth once or twice while they were dating, but she discovered she didn't care for the taste or texture of cum. She never let him do it again. She didn't want him to do it now. She struggled in vain against his powerful gasp of her hair.

"Yeah, you're going to make me cum," he said. He kept a firm grip on her hair. He got even more excited when he felt her trying to get his penis out her mouth. He wasn't going to let that happen. She deserved what he was about to do. He tensed, but held back. He wanted her to have a large load. "Yes!" he forcefully ejaculated his fluids into her mouth.

"Ohhhhhh," she moaned in disgust. She quivered as he filled her mouth with his thick, hot, sticky and bitter tasting fluids. She gagged slightly while he forced her to keep his penis in her mouth as some of his cum dripped from her mouth onto the bed sheet.

"Yes, yes, yes," he moaned as he enjoyed a very satisfying climax. He knew taking control of his wife had a lot to do with it. "Swallow,' he demanded. He jerked her hair to emphasize he was serious.

Meadow was sick to her stomach from the taste. With great difficulty, she obeyed.

"Very good." He removed his penis from her mouth, then looked into her blue eyes. "Don't tell me 'no' the next time I want a little. Understand?" He tightened his grip on her hair and gave her a little more pain. "Do you understand me?" he asked again as she looked defiantly into his eyes.

"Yes."

"Good. Now spread you legs, I'm done with you yet." He let go of her hair so she could lie on her back.

She spread her legs as he wanted, but she wasn't happy about doing so. She scraped her tongue on her teeth in an effort to get the taste out of her mouth.

"Wider."

Seething, she obeyed. You're going to pay for doing this, she thought.

He straddled her head. "You're going to suck my cock some more while I eat you." He squeezed his penis and made a few drops of semen emerge from the tip. "Open your mouth. You missed some," he told her.

Meadow looked at the drops of semen. She didn't want to taste them, but she also knew this wasn't the time to challenge him. She would do so later. She grimaced as he pushed his penis into her mouth.

"Suck it and make me hard. Yeah, just like that," he said when she hesitantly obeyed. He toyed with her nipples until they were hard. He could tell from her body language she was not happy with him, but he didn't care. He found it arousing and satisfying to take control of her. He hadn't been this turned on having sex with his wife in quite a while. He was saddened by the fact, but that had all changed. He felt his penis beginning to respond. He leaned over and began to eat at the "Y". "Mmmmmm," he moaned as he tasted her.

"Oh," moaned Meadow as he showered her pussy with kisses and gently licked her slit. Even though she was very upset with him, she was enjoying what he was doing. "Mmmmmm," she purred.

He sensed a small change in her attitude from the way she was sucking his cock and smiled. He spread open the lips of her pussy, licked and sucked on her clit. He lapped up her sweet juices. "Mmmmm." He flexed his partially erect penis in her mouth. Sucking on her clit, he bathed it with his tongue.

She took his penis out of her mouth. "Oh, yeah," she breathed while stroking him. She found her anger diminishing somewhat with each flick of his tongue. "Mmmmmmmm." She took him back into her mouth.

"Yeah." When he became hard again, he fucked her mouth a few times, then turned and effortlessly entered her wet, hot pussy. With his penis deep inside her, he leaned against her breasts and kissed her. He rose and took her from the missionary position.

"Oh, that feels good," she admitted.

"Yes, it feels very good." He felt her adjusting her position beneath him to take full advantage of his plunging penis.

"Ohhhhhhhh," she purred. She fucked him back as her need to climax erased her anger – at least for the moment.

He felt her need and it excited him. He kissed her while pumping her. He rose and shut his eyes as he closed in on his second orgasm. He was so hard.

"Make me cum," she begged as she enjoyed not only his hardness but his staying power. "More."

He looked into her eyes and appreciated the fact that she was thinking only with the magic button between her legs. He ravaged her hole. "Cum with me."

"Okay." She lightly bit her lower lip as she began her final approach. "Yes!" she cried out.

"Yes!" He jerked when he felt her pussy tightening around his penis and joined in her at the pinnacle of sexual pleasure.

"Yes," they moaned as they churned on the bed seeking what they needed from each other in that moment. Finally, they held each other close and kissed deeply.

He rolled off. "That was great."

"I'm glad you think so," she said, a little sarcasm reflected in her voice as her anger over swallowing his cum returned.

"What does that mean?"

"It means I really didn't like you cumming in my mouth."

"To be honest, I really enjoyed doing it."

"Don't think it's ever going to happen again."

"Is that right?" Having come this far, he wasn't going to back down. He pulled her close and felt her resistance. He placed his hand on the back of her head with his spread fingers moving through her hair. "You're going to clean off my cock."

"I am not." She tried to get away, but he was too strong.

He pushed her head down toward his waist, lifted his wet penis. "Clean it off, bitch," he demanded. He felt her struggling to get free. "Do it." He pushed her head down further and forced her to give him what he wanted.

"Aggg," she moaned as she tasted the blend of his cum and her juices. She was repulsed by the taste. More importantly, she was angry over what he was making her do. It would be a while before he got back into her panties, she thought. Disgusted, she did what he wanted.

He made her thoroughly clean his cock before letting her up. "I've had enough your crap, Meadow. I'm tired of getting sex only when you want it and only on your terms. From now on, it's going to be on my terms. It's time you became the obedient wife you promised to be when we got married."

"Don't count on it," she shot back with fire in her eyes.

He smiled. "I am counting on it ... and I will get what I want," he emphatically stated. He watched her get out of bed to go into the bathroom.

She climbed back into bed. "We have a lot to talk about in the morning," she said before turning her back to him.

"Yes, we do." Lying on his back, he stared at the ceiling. He also had some surprises in store for her. He smiled as he thought about them.