He was a little one, very docile, and I liked it. He wouldn’t make a move, a virgin for sure. I invited him over for dinner. Then raped him
I pushed him down on my bed, having to practically drag him into my bedroom. I was 27 he was 23, he was brilliant, made a ton of money, way more than me. He was protesting, but I took his pants off, his stupid boxers pulled off his shirt and made him lay there exposed for me. I moved around like dancing, taking off my clothes. He was getting hard. I got bare and asked if he liked my trimmed pussy. He did, and then I mounted his face and made him lick me. I had to tell him where to lick to get me off. After I had one orgasm I gave him a choice, Bj first, then wait and fuck after. Or fuck me now. He wouldn’t answer, so I chose. Fuck now. I got on him, put a tit in his mouth and rode his cock till he shot a load up me.
He was totally calm now, and I said “You’re going to fuck me again tonight, and for the next few days” I didn’t give a shit if he wanted to or not. I asked if he was gay and he said no. I told him directly, “I’m fertile and you’re gonna knock me up then we’re getting married” He just nodded his head. I rode him again the second time took probably 20 minutes or more for him to add to his load. I made him hold my legs up so the semen would rest on my cervix. I made him fuck, finally missionary, sometimes doggie all that week. Each time holding up my legs for the cum to rest directly on my cervix. If he came too soon, he got 10 swats with my belt on his ass. Eventually the punishments went to his butt, back and back of his thighs.
Now I have a husband who does what i want, when I want it, and how I want it. I made him hire a nanny and I fuck her too. I love my little wimp of a husband.
