Waking up

I slept fitfully, over time my shoulders and arms becoming sore. My attempts to wake Helen up not working - her either ignoring me or genuinely sleeping too deep to be woken. I ended up drifting in and out of sleep.

Eventually I wake to the sensation of my cock slipping into something warm and wet, the sweet sensations waking me up. As I open my eyes I see Helen watching me intently as she lowers her pussy onto my morning wood. The sensation is exquisite after the build-up of frustration over the last week and particularly last night. I want to say something but she puts a finger to my lips to hush me.

She gently starts to grind her cervix against the base of my cock. My back arches, my body convulsing with the pleasure, as she starts to slowly ride me, thrusting her hips forward and back, rather than up and down. My sleep induced haze starts to clear, but few conscious thoughts form as I let my body go with the pleasure. She doesn't rush, she maintains a steady, wonderful pace as she rides me.

I could be, should be, mad, angry at her. But that isn't happening when she is giving me this sort of pleasure. Her fingers find my nipples, and taking a firm but not hard grip, she starts to pull them upwards, sending shocks of pleasure through my body, connecting the sensations in my nipples directly to my cock. I am in bliss.

"Good morning, my bad little cucky"

"Morning!" tongue in cheek. Keep it light, and see where this goes...

"You were bad yesterday and you need to be punished. Do you agree?"

Ah fuck. That's not fair! I'm not rocking the boat, she might stop. "Yes, I agree"

"Good because you do want to come, don't you?"

"Yes I do"

"So, let's establish some rules. As a hotwife I get to come when I want, how I want, with whom I want. You now know that I have Bradly available to fuck me anytime I want. If you are bad I will fuck him to punish you. Do you understand?"

"Hey, that's not fair!" and she stops moving. Which stops me talking. We sat there still eyeing one another up. I am again angry and frustrated, but also incredibly horny. After what must be thirty seconds, she rocks her hips forward once "I can give you such pleasure" and slowly back... "but I can withold it also" Still.

Panting, I argue "You can't just fuck someone when I don't agree with you!" She lifts herself up, my cock pops out of her pussy.

"It's your choice my love. If you want to cum you have to play out this fantasy. Or we can stop and I untie you" she gives me her best sexy pout.