WARNING:  The following story contains graphic descriptions of sexual
activity between consenting adults.  This is intended for ADULTS ONLY.  If
you are below 18 years of age, or offended by this kind of material, or it
is illegal where you are, stop reading now.  In fact, if you're that
young, you shouldn't be here at all, so keep your hands where I can see
them, and slowly back away from this newsgroup.
This is my first attempt, any constructive criticism would be appreciated.
WELCOME HOME
	I am in the military, and travel extensively, usually being gone
for more than six months out of the year.  Recently, after a redeployment
from Saudi Arabia I had an experience that I had only been dreaming (and
reading) about.
	I had told my wife that I would be home sometime mid-afternoon,
but winds and aircraft being the capricious beasts that they are, we
didn't end up landing at home until dinner-time.  After loading all my
gear into my truck, I climbed into the seat and found a note in my wife's
hand--"Welcome home.  I expect all of your things to be unpacked and put
away by the time I get home, and you to be cleaned and prepared for my
arrival."  "Well, what have we here?" I asked myself.  We had talked about
her taking a more assertive role in our sex life, but her response had
been luke-warm at best.  Or so I thought.  Looking at my watch, I realized
I might have a small problem...she should already be home from work, and I
had just landed.  All the way home I had a big smile on my face, but a
feeling of trepidation in my guts.  What had been started here?  What was
waiting for me at home?  What thresholds would I be crossing as I walked
in?
	Sure enough, her car was in the garage, but no signs of life in
the house.  I started dragging my gear in, openned the garage door, and
there she was.  All 5'7", strawberry blonde, brown-eyed, hour-glass frame,
packed into the crotchless fishnet bodysuit I had brought her from Korea. 
She was sitting on the stairs, waiting, slapping a wooden spoon
impatiently in her hands.  She did not look happy.  "Where have you been? 
How dare you keep me waiting here while you're off galavanting across the
globe?  You were supposed to be home 3 hours ago."  "I couldn't help it,
we had 120 knots of headwind all the way across the Atlantic."  "I don't
care, and I will listen to no excuses.  Get upstairs and prepare yourself,
then get back down here naked.  And don't make me wait anymore."
	Prepare myself?  What did that mean?  I did the "3 S's" as fast as
I could, evacuated the bowels (wishful thinking?), jumped in the shower,
and shaved with as much speed and care as possible.  I hustled back
downstairs to find her sitting on the hearth in front of a crackling fire,
still holding the spoon.  "Bring the wine and the plate from the fridge." 
I openned the door to find a bottle of wine and a plate of fresh fruit,
and placed them and myself at her feet.  "Pour."  I took the bottle and
filled her glass, realizing there was no glass for me.  "Would you like a
drink?"  "Yes, if it pleases you."  She smiled at that, realizing I was
ready to play this new game.  She let me sip from her glass, and it was
the best wine I had ever tasted.  Whether it was because the wine was that
good or because of the situation, who's to say?  She said, "I understand
that you couldn't control when you arrived.  Now you must understand that
I have to punish you anyway, because you made me wait here for you.  I
want you to lie across my lap, so that I can show you how you hurt me by
being so late."  She was still holding the spoon.  I lowered my eyes and
climbed up onto her lap.  She openned her legs enough to capture my raging
hard-on, squeezing it tight to hold me in place (like I wanted out of
this?).  I was more than a little nervous--I hadn't been spanked since I
was 11.  Her first swing was nothing more than a tap.  I visibly relaxed,
I almost laughed.  That's when she landed her second swing, which was much
harder, producing a not-unpleasant sting and a nice red welt on my right
ass-cheek (which she told me later).  The spanking didn't hurt at first,
but she took her time, spacing and placing each shot to cover my entire
butt, and didn't stop until the enitre region between my upper thighs and
lower back was completely red and burning, and I was squirming in her lap,
which was producing some interesting sensations on my fishnet-encased
dick.
	"Do you understand now?"  "Yes, my lady," I replied.  That brought
another smile to her lips, and a fire to her eyes.  "Good.  Kneel."  I
complied, and she came around behind me and blindfolded me.  Then she
pulled me back so that I was lying on my back and well-warmed buns.  She
pulled my hands up over my head and tied them to the end-table.  She
stretched my legs out straight, and moved my hips so that my burning butt
rubbed on the carpet.  "Now, I'm going to take what you've denied me for
the last month."  With that, she started running her hands all over my
body, lightly tickling me and driving me crazy with lust.  She made sure
not to touch my cock, which was probably good, because it was raging.  She
said "Oh my, look at this.  I've been waiting to play with this for too
long."  I could feel her breath on my dick, and I wanted nothing more than
to cum, exploding all over us both.  But she had other ideas.  She lightly
trailed her hair across my dick, I think accidentally.  When she saw me
jump, she did it again and again, stretching my already taught nerves to
near breaking.
	Suddenly, she stopped.  I could feel her still near me, but she
was just sitting back, watching me writhe.  I heard her stand up, felt her
move away, then move back, placing a knee on each side of my head.  She
had never sat on my face before, even though we had 69'd often.  She
lowered herself down onto my waiting face, and I found another
surprise--she had placed a strawberry into her hot box, and it was my
privilege to snack.  And snack I did.  I pulled the berry out with my
lips, enjoying its succulent tang mixed with her juices, which were
flowing heavily.  She immediately came, tensing her body and howling out
her pleasure.  Then she scooted forward so that I could put my tongue to
her ass.  She hates to admit that she loves this, and doesn't let me do it
often, but it always brings her to orgasm.  Obviously we had gotten her
pretty heated up, she was writhing all over my face as I licked her little
brown hole for all I was worth.  I pushed my tongue through her tight
sphincter, and with my nose rubbing her outer lips she came again.
	She stood up (shakily, she admitted), and I felt her move away
again.  "Are those buns still warm?"  I nodded, not sure where she was
going next.  "Roll over and show me."  I did, hands still tied to the
table.  This had the added effect of rubbing my still raging hard-on on
the carpet, which I think she had planned all along.  "Mmmm, looks like
they're still warm alright.  Maybe I should cool them off for you."  I
felt her rubbing cool lotion onto my still burning ass cheeks, which sent
another shock wave through my nervous system.  The tension was building up
inside, and she was just pushing it higher and higher.  She kept rubbing
my buns, letting her fingers slip into the crack and back out, grazing my
balls from behind.  She took her hands away, then brought them right back,
I assumed with more lotion.  This time however, she went straight to my
crack, and I felt cold goo being applied to my asshole.  We had played a
few anal games in the past, but again, I didn't think she had enjoyed it
too much.  She seemed to be going after this with some vigor though.  She
rubbed and poked and prodded around my hole, finally pushing a finger
inside.  I nearly went over the edge, tensing my body (which rubbed my
still rock-hard dick on the carpet even more).  "Calm down, honey. 
There's still more to come," she cooed.
	She pulled me up by my hips to keep my dick off the carpet, and
give her better access to my throbbing asshole.  Again, she backed away,
then I felt her move in behind me.  She grabbed my hips, and I felt
something between my cheeks.  Her strap-on!  She nudged it up to my hole,
then slowly pushed in, meeting with some initial resistance.  Suddenly,
the head popped in, and I let out a long low moan.  The initial pain was
replaced by a sensation of being completely filled and fulfilled as she
continued to push in, until I felt her thighs along the backs of mine. 
Then she started to slowly saw in and out.  She started to pick up the
pace, fucking my ass with greater and greater enthusiasm.  She was pulling
almost all the way out, then ramming all the way home.  She kept that up
until I thought I would scream, then stopped dead with the dildo all the
way up me.  I felt her undo the straps, then redo them around my waist to
keep it in me.  She flipped me over and sat on my face again, pulling my
head up into her crotch with all her might.  I thought she had been fired
up before.  She came two more times in rapid fire as I flicked her clit
and swabbed her insides with my tongue.
	"Now, baby, you've earned some release."  She crawled down off my
face and between my legs, pushing down on my hips to make sure the dildo
was still firmly up my ass.  Fondling my balls, she licked up the
underside of my dick like a lollipop.  I moaned out loud.  "Hmmm, do you
like that?"  "Yessssss," I replied as she did it again, then a third time.
 Then she swooped down on my cock, taking it all the way into her mouth
and bouncing off her tonsils.  She bobbed up and down a grand total of
twice, and I exploded into her mouth.  I thought I would never stop
shooting, and I think it caught her by surprise too, because she choked a
little and sent a huge blob of jism rolling down my still pumping dick. 
She immediately resumed her sucking, and when I finally slowed down to a
dribble, she started licking all the spillage up from around the base of
my now deflating manhood.  She licked up all of the mess, then started in
on cleaning my dick.  She knows that my dick is super-sensitive after
cumming, and she enjoyed watching me writhe on the floor as she licked and
sucked.  She crawled up my body, pulled off the blindfold, and kissed me
deeply.  I could taste my fresh jism in her hot mouth. "Welcome home" she
whispered throatily in my ear.
