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SOUND ADVICE--Part 1

Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Romance, Torture, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 89.9, Source: sexstories.com

seemed like silver dollars when I saw the stainless steel grommet that was next. “NO! NO! NO!!” I was screaming and thrashing about until I felt a hand shaking me. “Michael…Michael…wake up. You’re having a nightmare. Michael…are you okay?” My eyes opened and I looked up into Gail’s face. My hands flew to my head, my nipples, and my crotch. All were normal--thank God! I looked at Gail, my wife, and asked, “Do you have a friend named Hazel?” “Hazel? No…I’ve never known anyone by that name. Why?” “I just had the most horrific dream in the most terrible detail.” “So I gathered. You were screaming and thrashing around like a mad man. Do you remember any of it?” I did and so I explained over the next half hour every frightful detail. By then it was almost time to get up. Instead, Gail reached over to stroke my cock. “You’re not working today, right?” I nodded with a grin. She lowered her mouth and teasingly licked all around the head until I could see the arteries pulse with every beat of my heart. Gail rose to straddle my hips then slowly lowered herself onto my granite pole. Just as she had patiently initiated our actions she began a slow and gentle rhythm on me. Grinding her clit into me with every slow deep thrust, she moved us to our inevitable climax. This was the instant that I noticed something was off. Not the sex—that was as spectacular as always. No--Gail had always told me that she wanted to look into my eyes as we made love. “It’s like looking into your soul, ... Michael. I can always see the depth of your love for me.” That was why I always looked into hers, as well. This morning, however, Gail was looking everywhere but at me. I knew right away because I was looking straight at her. Why couldn’t she look into my eyes…into my soul? I began to move faster. I had a bad feeling and I wanted this over with, so much so that I faked my first orgasm ever. I had always wanted Gail to cum at least once, but not this morning. “Sorry, honey, I think that damned dream had a bigger impact on me than I thought. I’ll make it up to you tonight or tomorrow.” I rolled out of bed and into the shower. Gail and I never showered together. Neither of us thought it very practical or sexy, besides our shower stall was barely big enough for one. I was dressed in jeans and a Philadelphia College of Pharmacy sweatshirt when I walked into the kitchen almost thirty minutes later. “I made you a cup of coffee, Michael.” I put my lips to it, but didn’t drink. It was cold and I like my coffee really hot. “Thanks honey, but it’s cold.” “No problem…I’ll make you another.” She reached into the cabinet to retrieve a K-cup for our Keurig brewer while I sat at the table. Our kitchen is really modern with stainless appliances and black granite countertops. The backsplash is a gun-metal gray in a high mirror finish. Gail never was too good at science so she obviously didn’t realize that I could clearly see everything she did in the reflection, especially when she tore a small ...