Trapped Between Two Alphas
CHAPTER 138

"Ooooohhhhh,” she cried out as I stretched her asshole with my cockhead. "It's too big!"

"Not for an anal slut like you," I replied, finally slipping past her sphincter and into her ass for the first time in five years.

She moaned as I started to work my way deeper into her ass, forward and back, digging deeper with each thrust. I eventually stopped when I was fully inside of her incredibly tight ass, with my balls pressed against her wet cunt.

"How does it feel?" I asked her, gently stroking her back.

"I feel sooo full," she moaned.

"Are you telling me that you like it?"

"God damn you! Yes! I like having my ass filled by your cock because apparently I'm a fucking anal slut!” She yelled at me. "Now can you please stop gloating and just fuck me," she begged.

Ever happy to oblige, I pulled out until just my head was inside and then slammed it back in, causing her to yell out in a mix of surprise and pleasure. It took a few more thrusts before her extremely tight back entrance relaxed enough for me to start really fucking her, but once it did, I began to thoroughly enjoy myself. Her ass was tight and held me in a way that her pussy didn't, which combined with the rawness of it and the sense of having completely dominated and conquered her, made the experience even better. What finally sent me over the edge was her first anal orgasm. As I slid in and out of her ass, her moans started building, getting deeper and more primal the longer I fucked her. Eventually, she let out a cry of pleasure that was different from any that I had ever heard from her before, and I felt her asshole clench around my thrusting cock. My balls were suddenly soaked as they slapped against her gushing cunt. The entire experience was too much for me and, slamming into her once more, I felt my balls contract as I began to pump my sperm deep in her bowels. We both froze in place as we orgasmed and then collapsed into the bed together, my cock still in her ass.

"I can't believe you just fucked my ass like that," she said, exhausted. "You know that I don't like it." "All evidence to the contrary,” I replied. "I seem to recall you begging me to fuck your ass. And you cumming from it."

"But that's not the point,” she replied with my dick still inside of her. "The point is that you should have asked."

"I love you. And I think that the last couple of days have been better for both of us, yes?"

"Yes."

"That's because I decided to make a change. I stopped asking, stopped begging, stopped letting things go. That's why I took away the underwear and bras that I didn't like. Which I think made you feel sexier. That's why I have been just doing things, which you seem to be enjoying. We tried it your way for the last while, and it didn't work. So now we are going to try it my way because I love you and don't want to either lose you or hate you."

She didn't respond for a while and I was starting to get worried, but as my slowly fading erection slipped from her ass, she whispered a soft, "ok."

I held her tight fit a few minutes before we needed to get up and clean ourselves up before bed.

"I trust you,” my wife said as we finally climbed into bed. "I know that things haven't been the best. I want them to be better, I just didn't know how.”

We fell asleep cuddled together, with her body pressed up against me and my arm around her, one of her breasts in my hand. I slept better than I had in a long time and woke up in the morning to find my wife still in my arms, my erection pressing against her ass.

"Good morning," she said, feeling me wake up.

"Good morning to you too. Have you been up for a while?"

"Not too long, but I was cozy and didn't want to wake you."

I grabbed back hold of the tit that I had released in the night and pulled her close to me. She made contented sounds and snuggled in closer.

"After showering last night, I wasn't planning on showering this morning. If I get dirty because of you, you are going to have to clean me up,” I whispered in her ear, grinding my morning erection against her.

"Mmmmnm, I like the sound of getting dirty,” she responded.

I rolled over on top of her, pinning her to the bed, causing her to yelp. After a quick readjustment, my cock found its mark and I slid into her eager cunt in one smooth motion. She moaned in response as I began to fuck her, slowly and steadily. Knowing that we didn't have all day, I slowly began to pick up the pace. My wife began cumming as soon as I started slamming into her as fast as I could. Feeling her cum under me was enough to push me over the edge, especially without me trying to hold back. I thrust deep into her and felt her twitch as my cock pulsed my cum deep inside of her body. I held there for a moment, enjoying the feeling, and then got up. My wife rolled over, and I reached a hand out to help her up.

"That was fun," she said with a smile as I pulled her into a sitting position.

"It was," I responded, putting a hand on the back of her head, and moving my dirty cock to her mouth.

"Ew, no!" She said, pushing me away.

I grabbed hold of her hair and resisted being pushed.

"I told you that you were going to have to clean me up.”

"I thought you meant that I would need to wash you in the shower," she whined, still trying to keep her mouth away from my dick.

"You should have clarified. Now be a good girl and clean up, or in going to have to spank you."

I didn't give her a choice as I pulled her head back towards me and shoved my dick into her mouth She started to complain, but it was muffled, and she quickly gave into the task at hand. A minute later I declared her done and let her go. She gave me a dirty look as I pulled my wet, but clean, cock out of her mouth. I pulled her to get feet and kissed her deeply, not minding either the morning breath or the mixed taste of cum and pussy. I reached down and fingered her clit, and her continued arousal was very evident.

"Now go get cleaned up,” I told her pulling away pushing her towards our bathroom. "I'm going to get dressed and check on the kids."

While I was getting the kids breakfast fifteen minutes later, she sent me a picture of her on her knees wearing a matching green lace bra and panties and a collar with the caption, "I'm yours." The next two weeks passed. Two weeks of good sex, fun, and in general a much more positive relationship. It felt like we had turned the clock back to before we had kids. Then one afternoon I got a message from my wife saying that she was overdone and needed me to come home early and take care of the kids. By the time I got home, the house was a disaster zone, and everyone was either yelling or in tears. I hugged my wife and sent her to our room to take some space. I got the kids calmed down and fed and cleaned up while they ate. She wanted to come out a couple of times, but I sent her a text to rest and relax. Once the kids were down for the night I went into our room.

"What happened today?" I asked gently.

"I just had such a crap day at work today, and then I just didn't have patience for the kids. I just couldn't take it and I lost it," she replied, almost in tears.

"Come here," I said, stepping close to her and holding her tight.

While this wasn't a regular occurrence, it did happen every couple of months, and would generally lead to a spiral of anger, frustration, and depression. It was probably one of the original causes of the issues in our sex life. I turned around and sat on the bed so that she was standing in front of me. "I assume that you are unhappy with how things went this evening, correct?” I asked.

She nodded.

"And you do realize that even though we both understand why it happened, there is no excuse for it, yes?"

Slower this time she nodded, not quite sure where I was going with this.

"In that case,” I said, pulling her down across my lap, "I think that the only thing to do is punish you for acting like a brat, and then we can move on"

She started to protest, but I ignored her. I held her in place with one hand and pulled her skirt up with the other, exposing the bright red lace that covered her ass. Those I pulled down and then looked at her naked ass which was beautifully framed by clothing.

Smack. Smack.

"Ow," she whined as spanked her ass twice.

I started gently, but I built up to a real spanking quickly.

Smack. Smack. Smack.

Smack. Smack. Smack.

SMACK. SMACK.

By the time I got to ten, alternating between sides, her ass was already starting to get red.

"Those last two really hurt!"

"It wouldn't be a punishment if it didn't hurt,” I said gently.

SMACK! SMACK!

"Ooww!"

SMACK! SMACK!

SMACK! SMACK!

SMACK! SMACK!

SMACK! SMACK!

By twenty she started crying. By thirty I had to hold her hands behind her back to keep her from trying to stop me and to hold her in place while she kicked her feet.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

During the last five, she was bawling, tears pouring from her eyes, her ass cherry red. My hand was also sore at this point, so I shook it a bit to relieve some of the pain. I then gently started caressing her ass, feeling the heat emanating from it. I let go of her arms and caressed her head with my other hand. I then ran my hand down her sore ass to between her legs. Finding her much wetter than expected, I slid a finger inside and then started rubbing her clit. She started moaning through her tears. With my free hand, I caressed her head and back, while continuing to finger her clit. When her orgasm hit, it hit hard and was mixed with tears. She sobbed as her body shook, spasms running from her clit, through her sore ass, and on through the rest of her body. When she finally stopped cumming, I pulled her into my arms and she cuddled into me, as the last twitches and tears left her body. I felt her start to fall asleep in my arms and got her undressed and tucked into bed.

The next morning, I woke up to the most delightful sensations. Cracking open an eye, I saw my wife kneeling between my legs with my cock in her mouth. She sensed me waking up because she stopped for a moment and pulled it out.

"Good morning," she said with a smile before returning to my shaft.

"Good morning to you too," I said reaching out to gently stroke the side of her face. "Are you feeling better?”

She pulled up slowly, letting my cock fall from her mouth. "Yes thank you.” Then she went back to sucking me hard.