So, as mentioned a couple posts back, I recovered from the New Year's Eve partying, returned home and showered. And napped, committed to take my wife that evening.
That evening she came into the bedroom, thinking she was going to go to sleep.
"Take off your pants."
She gave me a slightly quizzical look and repeated my command in the form of a question.
"That's what I said. Now do it."
She did as directed, and the panties as well when I told her to remove them.
"Get on your hands and knees." I gave her some pillows because I'm not heartless and even though her pregnancy is in the early stages, that position wouldn't be the most comfortable for her. Still, she complied and I removed my own pants and knelt behind her, rubbing my cock against her upturned ass, smacking her ass with it as it grew hard. I then spit lubed my cock and entered her.
Probably because I'd seen more action with guys the night before, I grew bored with fucking her doggy style after just a few minutes and I ordered her onto her back on the bed. When she lay back, I used her shirt to tie her hands to the bed frame (a black, metal headboard with bars), revealing her breasts for the first time that night. They'd already grown quite heavy from the pregnancy, much fuller. I hadn't noticed how full because I'd been too copacetic in her lack of sexual desire the past six weeks.
"I'm angry with you."
"You are?"
"You've been keeping these from me." I squeeze her right breast and tweak her nipple with my thumb and index finger. "I'm not happy about it."
To emphasize my point I squeezed her breast again. Then I bent her legs, which needed shaving, upwards, her ankles on my shoulders and drove my cock into her cunt. She wasn't fully wet (as has happened with every pregnancy she's had, and I forgot) and my spit lube had long dried, making the initial thrusts slow and tight until her own lubrication started to flow again.
Then I began the act of thrusting. Burying my big cock deep within her, sliding it back out almost the entirety of its length. Careful not to stimulate her clit in order to accentuate my displeasure at her lack of sexuality lately. Still, she moaned approvingly and called for more.
"I'm going to fuck you every night from now until I decide to stop. If I don't fuck you, it's because I'm tired and don't want to." She pants out an 'okay' and bites at her lip. Her right breast is in my hand as I fuck her; her left breast is bouncing up and down across her chest in ways it hasn't done for years. "If you don't shave your legs and trim your bush, I'm going to tie you up again, and every time until you do."
"I have to shave my legs?"
"Only if you want your hands free." It was a short night from there, and I came inside her without bringing her to orgasm. Selfishly using her as my sex toy instead of my sex partner.
Still, the next night she was shaved.
