"Beautiful Bitch with an Forked-tongue"

Whether or not it was the real thing or
an explicit and vividly realistic dream;
one thing I am assured of is that I felt the
up-and-down stroking of a warm, wet
slit being parted slowly over the head of
my shaft, and sliding-down over it, until it
had taken all that it could

With it now buried nearly a foot inside,
and slowly and steadily being pumped
until I was pulsing and bulging from the
spunk that when finally exploded, would
fill her stomach with hot juice and give
her an vaginal saturation that would not
a drop in the least be wasted


She was like an succubus pervading
my dreams and filling my nocturnal
thoughts with ravenous images that
I have no control over at night while
she has her way with me

Even before the visual of her body,
clothed in dripping sexuality in my
minds-eye appeared, I could in the
realm of my senses feel that She
was near

The expression they say about one
feeling another walking over their grave,
I can now relate to but in a good way

Not an feeling of dread but of body heat
and of warm breath; in that state of
cognizance where you're in dreams but
at the same time feel awake

Hovering parallel over my body, I could
see her even with my eyes closed; not
with sensory of visual, but with something
that is even deeper known

The thrill she got when the aroma of her
dripping arousal filled my mind as she
playfully near my face rocked her ass
side to side while I slept, making me
become engorged until I was as a steel
beam able her to penetrate now erect

The near accomplishment of almost bringing me
to nocturnal emission, against my own volition,
when straddling me with her long soft legs, that
with haste obediently she'll lay down at anytime
and spread-wide if I so command, causes her to
with a gloating satisfaction smile, as cautiously
she lowers herself onto my towering shaft,
because her tight, almost unable to bare,
voluptuous, sweet, juicy kitten that even after 8
years together still gets stretched to the point of
ripping if I don't with ease and patience and care
get her comfortable and relaxed enough to be
able to handle how I fuck

Usually this can be accomplished by eating her
until her pussies gaping-wide and uncontrollably
pulsing; with clit swollen and hurting and her juices
are steadily and profusely squirting

Then and only then can I even begin to push it in;
but what I most enjoy, is that my length is far more
than this sweet bitch is deep; so that when I get even
an small amount in, her legs begin to shake and fall
down flat onto the mattress, where without any at all
strength left, they remain until it I'm through destroying,
and her cervix like a speed bag being beaten becomes
my pinata

Fucking her all night until she's been hollowed-out, and
says that she feels like to her stomach a tunnel has been
drilled straight through that has her opened-up, is my pride

As painfully when around my thick and hung, swollen
extension, she is fully and then even deeper still distended,
until day after day, broken I leave her rendered

But on one morning when waking-up I had the strangest
feeling, that something had went on predawn of which I
wasn't quite sure; but, one thing that I knew, there was
wetness all over the sheets that had a familiar look and
that absolutely saturated them from a woman's bodily fluid

I looked to my side and there she lay, my Beautiful Wife;
she, laying flat on her back a little space from me, curiously
had an broad smile and still flushed cheeks; I could see the
impression under the covers of her knees and legs, that in
an wide-opened position, clearly pressing into the bed,
looked as though they at the hips were dislocated and in
an uncomfortable condition

I then looking down at myself because of having an almost
painfully hard cock, decided I needed to do something to
relieve my stock

The sheer white sheet by which I was covered, was
being held up in the middle, kind of like an old church that
high atop its peak was crowned with an steeple

Being so very aroused that I felt like I was going to explode,
I removed the sheet and saw covering the entirety of shaft
and balls and the mattress below, large puddles of blood and
cum still fresh, with the potent aroma of a bitch that had been
well fed

Seeing this I decided to take a peek, and when I did, the shit
was sweet: the girls tasty slit and tight butt, still opened-wide,
had cum oozing-out from their gaps, that having been spread
and filled to capacity, were the receptacles of large amounts
of sperm that all of she couldn't contain in its entirety

Then thinking, "I see she took advantage of me; I can't just let
it go at that;" so, first thing I did was to bury my face in her
recently bred pussy; and, licked her until she woke up screaming

Trying to fight and close her legs was a foolish endeavor;
in her weakened condition, I merely grabbed both her
wrists with one hand, held them securely over her head
and with the other, reached under, and grabbing a hand-full
of her long raven-colored hair, pulled back on it so that she
opened her mouth to gasp; and, by so doing, I inserted
several inches in, and pulling her hair back and then again,
pushed her head forward, made her do the work for me,
stroking it until she submitted to my correction and in
absolute servitude, began to slurp and suck on my erection

My trembling and humbled slave, satisfied to gratify every
impulse that I want to inflict on her tender body, went down
on it over and over again, inhaling as much as I served, until
aggressively, I, filled with adrenaline withdrew it suddenly,
and with one swift and fluid movement, pushed-up off my
knees, stretched out over her body dominantly and lining-up
well-endowed shaft, to already open and still wet and pulsing
hole, gave it a few precisely aimed jabs, until when she
groaning and with short, desperate gasps collapsed, inserted
it, and with one hard and unmerciful thrust, the entire, unfair
to her, length and girth slammed in completely and  repeatedly
until it was bruising her guts

The rest of the day she spent in the bed sleeping it off: so swollen
from the punishment I gave her those three hours that morning was
she, that walking was impossible and difficult to even pee; in fact,
when absolutely necessary, I'd pick her up and with her arms around
my neck, holding her under her thighs, as though I was going to pin her
against the wall and hit it, I'd carry her to the shower and step in; and
then, she would let it stream

She had to lay with legs in the manner most comfortable: spread-eagle,
as she was unable to bring them together, which kept me in a state of
constant arousal; and, even though she was in pain, the sight of my
cock on full-hard kept her flowing profusely: the following day became
linen-cleaning

Laying there with her, (as I did tend to her needs, by making lunch
and dinner and drew for and gave her a sponge bath, washing her
hair also) and looking-up between legs trembling uncontrollably, labia
looked like an post-op liposuction procedure

Funny thing is, I asked her "Are you ever going to again get out of line
and throw our arrangement out of whack;" and, she said

"Right now I might say "No;" but, after the wounds heal and you lick
 them some; I could be tempted to give into the enticing flavor of your

"Well-hung Rod of Correction," that makes my knees buckle and my c-*t
 glisten with wetness at the mere suggestion; when I, lying there beside
 you crave to be punished by it for my insolence and insurrection"

"So, Let it be Written, before it, Dominus Meus (My Lord; My Master),
 be Done; sometimes I break rank because I'm a

"Bitch with an Split-tongue"

*hmmh: "Promises, Promises; you could Lick my Balls and also My
             Chode, whilst My Bitch, lapping on MY Bung"