The Anniversary

John struck a match and lit a candle in the centre of the table, the light from the flame bounced around the room, creating a romantic feel. He smiled thinking about his wife, Sonya, she would love it. He pulled both chairs out and admired the room he had created, every inch and corner he had prepared for this night of passion. Every fold in a napkin, the placement of the cutlery, even the light jazz music softly playing in the background, all his doing. All for her.

He heard the door upstairs open and dutifully went to her.

“You may begin my bath” her words floated to him as he climbed the stairs.

John turned the knob and it began to pump hot water into the large bathtub. Carefully he poured in bubbles that smelled of lavender and vanilla. The room began to smell more and more fragrant. He turned to Sonya, whose outstretched hand he took as she disrobed. John continued holding her hand as she sat in the bathtub.

Anytime he saw his wife naked, John felt a flood of butterflies in his stomach. Her beauty was like no other woman he had ever seen. Her blonde hair was like that of a 50's movie star, it bounced and bobbed in such an elegant manner. Her face dazzled with confidence and power. Her smile was warm and full of kindness, her sky blue eyes looked straight into your soul.

She was a tall woman, just over 6 feet tall Sonya was an incredibly fit woman. A track star in college, her limbs were accentuated by strong muscles. Her breasts swayed as she sat in the bathtub.

She held out her arm and John took a cloth and began to wash her. Her skin was so soft, John thought. Carefully, respectfully he washed her boobs, he watched the soap and water wash down them, wishing he could touch them, hold them for longer.

But he dared not. He could already feel his cock get hard.

He continued to wash her, making sure she would be perfect for tonight.

With grace and ease she put her feet up on the end of the bathtub, without sp much as a word John grabbed a bottle of rose petals lotion and began moisturizing her feet.

“Suck”. She commanded, and he began to kiss her heels and suck on her toes. She moaned gently in the tub as she relaxed allowing her husband to focus on her pleasure.

John took his time on each foot kissing them, adoring them as the feet of the Goddess she was.

Sonya motioned to him it was time to step out of the tub and John helped dry her before putting her silky robe back on. The robe covered her top, but her ass peaked out from beneath.

John picked out her perfume and gently sprayed her before he began doing her hair and make up. He loved the ritual, the closeness he had with his wife in these moments. His dick was throbbing hard already. He sculpted her, bringing out her beauty more and more.

He pulled out a tube of red lipstick and carefully applied it to Sonya's luscious lips. Lips he longed to kiss.

“John” Sonya broke the silence.

“Yes, my love”

“Present yourself.”

His heart sunk, he was so hard, but he did as he was told. Her hand ran down the front of his pants, he felt her fingers run over the outline of his hard dick.

“John, this is not permitted, you are only hurting yourself.”

“I know. I'm sorry.”

“Leave me and go get my clothes ready.”

He turned around and began to walk out, but not before Sonya's foot caught him square in the balls. He yelped and jumped in the air as he felt pain erupt all over his body. John crawled out of the bathroom and began getting his wife's outfit ready.

Sonya followed him and stood in front of her dressing mirror. She admired her naked body. John knelt and held a red thong for her to step into. He pulled it up her long legs, the back of it slid perfectly between her bum cheeks. Carefully he made sure his hands didn't linger. Sonya seemed to catch his trepidation.

“No touching, but you can smell.”

On all fours he put his nose inches away from her ass and took in a long inhale. She smelled immaculate like her perfume and lavender bath.

“Are you hard John?”

She had tricked him. He should have been more careful. Her foot flew into his balls once again. He crumpled over from the pain.

“John, you need to finish getting me dressed.”

He did as he was told. Putting a matching red bra on her and then helping her into a tight black cocktail dress.

“My jewelery”. She commanded.

He put gold loop earings on her, followed by a golden necklace.

“My wedding ring”

John took her hand and slid her diamond ring on.

“It's so beautiful John, tell me again how much you spent on it?”

“$10 000, my love.”

“From where?”

“Tiffany's”.

DING

“John get me my heels and answer the door. I don't want our guest to be kept waiting.”

John helped Sonya into a stunning pair of black heels, before excusing himself to get the door.

He opened the door to a giant of a man.

“Hi John, is Sonya here?” The man's voice boomed.

Just then Sonya walked to the doorway.

“Marcus come in” she grabbed his hand and pulled him in.

She tilted her head up to him as he brought his hand to her back and pulled her in for a kiss. His other hand gave her ass a nice squeeze.

“Mmm.” Sonya moaned as Marcus began to kiss her neck, as his hands squeezed and spanked her ass.

“John, has made us a delicious dinner.” She gasped through moans. Her hand sliding into his as she led him to the dining table that John had earlier prepared.

Marcus pulled her chair out and sat Sonya down while John placed their food on the table.

“You sit too John.” Sonya pointed beneath the table in front of her chair. John got on all fours and crawled into his space under the table. From his view he could see his wife's gorgeous legs as she and Marcus ate.

Marcus popped open a bottle of champagne and poured a glass for Sonya.

“You are ravishing, my love” Marcus said passing her the glass. He took her other hand and kissed it.

Sonya purred as she felt his enormous hand enveloped hers. She could feel his strength, yet his hold was delicate and caring. Her foot reached underneath the table and began to gently press into John's balls.

John felt the pressure as the toe of her high heel stepped on his right nut, dutifully he kept his legs open so his wife could do as she pleased. He listened as his wife and Marcus talked, her beautiful laughter danced into his ears as Marcus entertained her. From time to time Sonya would give his balls a sharp kick, causing him to moan.

When they finished eating Sonya put a plate of scraps on the floor for John to eat. She moved over to Marcus’ chair and sat on his lap as the two began to make out watching John eat his scraps.

“You really did a great job cooking tonight John” Marcus complimented him, “I always enjoy coming over to eat your food. He laughed and motorboated Sonya's breasts causing her to laugh.

“John” Sonya beckoned him over to the counter. She pulled out a collar which she put around his neck, as he got down on all fours. The collar was attached to a short leash which she held.

“Walk up the stairs”. As he did, Sonya kicked him from behind. causing him to fall down the stairs.

“Get up John, you are keeping Marcus waiting.”

John pulled himself back to all fours and began creeping up the stairs, his balls were stinging and his dick was leaking pre-cum. She kicked him again, this time in rapid succession.

Thwak thwak THWAK! The last kick had the toe of her high heel push deep into his right nut making him jump and land awkwardly at the top of the stairs. He rolled around in agony, collapsing on his back looking up at his wife. Her lovely blonde hair flowing down her back. Her cleavage heaving up and down almost popping out of the satin black party dress he had helped her into not so long ago.

Marcus was wrapping his hands around her, one hand groping her breast while the other touched her pussy from outside the dress. He was kissing her neck as she grabbed John's legs and stomped on his balls, crushing them beneath her heels.

John howled in pain as his balls were flattened beneath his wife's feet. He felt a tinge of jealousy seeing Marcus kiss her.

“Room” Sonya pointed to the bedroom, her voice telling John to go. His balls ached and humiliation and jealousy creeped over him.

Marcus picked Sonya in his muscular arms before placing her gently down on the bed, kissing her as he did so. Sonya gave him a deep kiss back. They rolled around on the bed briefly, laughing and moaning as they continued to make out.

“John come here” Sonya called for him.

John came as he was told.

“Don't you love the way Marcus treats me? He is so gentle and passionate.”

“Yes” John said meekly

“Do you think you could pick me up John”.

“I don't know”

“Try, I want you to be a man like Marcus.”

John attempted to pick his wife off the bed, but was unable to and she nearly fell. Marcus quickly intervened stopping her fall. Causing Sonya to laugh.

“Careful little buddy” Marcus told John, putting his hand in John's hair and scuffing it. “I don't want to see my beautiful lady hurt.”

“John, take off your clothes.” Sonya demanded.

He did as he was told, revealing a small flaccid cock about 2 inches in length and his hairy balls.

“Oh you poor thing” she laughed getting on her knees looking at her husband's dick. She put her pinky finger beside it laughing at how her finger was longer. Grabbing his cock she began to stroke it.

“Let's see if I can help.”

Her hands jerked his dry dick causing some discomfort and he flinched.

“Oh, I am sorry did I forget to lubricate it for you.” She brought her puffy lips to his cock head and gave it a kiss, before engulfing it.

“John this doesn't even touch the back of my throat. What am I supposed to do with it?” She laughed while batting his cock.

Marcus took off his pants revealing a monster cock, thick and enormous. Close to 10 inches. Sonya took it in her other hand, playing with the 2 cocks side by side.

“John, which cock do you think deserves me? Which one would I want in me?”

John pointed to Marcus’ dick.

“That's right.” Sonya slapped his small dick and punched him in the balls causing him to double over in pain. Now help me get out of my clothes so I can fuck Marcus.

She stood up, putting her arms around Marcus’ neck as she looked into his eyes. His hand caressing her cheek as he leaned in to kiss her once again.

John unzipped his wife's dress, and it fell to the ground as Marcus kissed her. Now in her red bra and thong, Sonya kissed Marcus’ chest and abs working her way down to his dick. She began to suck it, gagging on it as she got further down the shaft. As she did this, she grabbed John's balls and began squeezing them.

John began to shake as his balls felt his wife's hand squeezing them tighter and tighter. He watched Marcus begin to thrust his giant cock into Sonya's mouth. Her beautiful lips took the entire cock into her throat which bulged.

“Ohhh ya, suck my big cock” Marcus took it from Sonya's mouth and rubbed it all over her face leaving spit and precum all over her.

Sonya pulled her husband by the balls so that he fell to his knees.

“Kiss my cheek husband”

He did as he was told, tasting the cum from Marcus' dick on his wife.

“Take my thong off so Marcus can fuck my pussy.”

John did as he was told.

“Put it in your mouth and taste me”

John put the red thong into his mouth, tasting his wife's vaginal juices that had soaked the thong from her time earlier with Marcus.

“Do you like how I taste?”

John nodded.

“Then lick me while Marcus fucks my pussy.”

Sonya felt Marcus' enormous dick slide into her. She gasped as his cock slid inside her. John crawled over and put his head down to his wife's pussy and he began to lick her as Marcus railed her. Her cries of ecstasy as Marcus thrust into her causing her toes to curl. Sonya managed to get her foot between John's legs as he licked her and she began kicking him.

He felt each kick slam into his balls and he began to whimper from the pain and humiliation of watching Marcus fuck his wife in a way he could never. She loved his cock, John watched as his wife and her lover made out while she was fucked. Sonya pushed him away with her feet so Marcus could better fuck her. As she orgasmed she let one more kick fly into John's balls knocking him straight to the ground.

As he looked up he heard his wife's euphoric screams as she embraced her lover stroking his head as he collapsed on top of her. The two of them cuddled and caressed each other lovingly on the bed.

The last kick had really hurt, John's balls had swollen and turned beet red. Hearing his wife and her lover giggle stabbed his heart too, he approached the bed and put his chin on the mattress looking at them.

“Marcus, I think my husband is feeling left out. Come here John.” She patted the side of her bed to call him up.

He jumped up onto the bed, where Sonya quickly grabbed his balls and began punching them.

He felt her fists take turns pulverizing each nut, the shocks of pain echoed within him and he tried to protect his balls, but she easily pushed his hands away.

Marcus climbed on top of Sonya and began fucking her in her prone position as she slapped her husband's balls.

Sonya gasped and moaned “Oh God, fuck me Marcus…” She began squeezing John's nuts so hard he screamed and slapped his arms up and down in agony. Sonya could feel her fingers touch as she flattened her husband's balls.

Marcus thrust his dick in deep into her pussy and came inside of her. He pulled out and sat down.

Sonya looked at her husband, “Do you see how it is done? How, you please a woman?”

John nodded.

“Then you try.” John eagerly went behind his wife and put his tiny dick into her. Her pussy was warm, wet and sticky from Marcus’ cum.

“Don't you love using a real man's cum as lube for your little dick my dear?” Sonya said as John thrust his hips. “Maybe it will help yours grow.”

Sonya laid on her back so her husband could keep fucking her, she put one foot between his legs and kicked him mid thrust as hard as she could. His dick erupted with cum and he crumpled to the floor in pure agony as his balls sent waves of pain throughout his body. He convulsed and cried in a little heap.

Sonya turned to Marcus and began deepthroating his cock, which had sprung, ready for round 2. She could taste herself from earlier on his dick which only served to turn her on more. Her two hands stroked his dick up and down as she gobbled it up further and further into her mouth.

Marcus picked her up and stood up in front of John who was still weeping on the floor. Marcus began to fuck Sonya while holding her in the air, right above her husband. Marcus lowered her to the ground, where on her knees she kept sucking his big cock. Sonya had positioned herself in such a way where she could suck her lover's cock on her knees while also being able to ram her feet into her husband's baked, vulnerable balls.

John could barely protest he was in so much pain as Sonya's feet crashed into his balls. Each time causing ripples of endless pain to flow around his body.

Sonya was gagging on Marcus’ cock, until at last he came for a second time. Sonya held out her wedding ring, allowing Marcus to cum all over it.

She took the jizz covered ring to her husband's mouth.

“Eat up my love” She shoved it into John's mouth completing the ritual they had done every anniversary since their wedding. Her other hand squeezed his balls harder and harder.

John sucked on the cum covered ring, gagging on the saltiness of it feeling the warmth of another man's seed in his mouth. His balls were being pressed together and he could feel himself losing consciousness. He welcomed the darkness as he slowly succumbed feeling completely at the mercy of his wife and her lover.