Chapter 7: Cuckolded Again
Gene woke up from his nap still snuggled in Brenda's arms. Brenda was nestled against his back, her hips against his ass, and he felt both the comfort and the dominance of their position.
He felt her stir behind him and she kissed his ear. "Hmm, that was so heavenly honey. I love dominating you. Are you ready to serve me tonight cucky?"
Brenda whispered, tracing her tongue over the shell of his ear.
Gene shivered at her words and felt a familiar stirring in his loins. He knew there would be no rest until he gave Brenda what she wanted.
"Yes, Mistress," Gene stammered, still wrapped in the soft shroud of their post-coital embrace.
Brenda's lips quirked up in a satisfied smile. "I think I'd like to start with a nice relaxing full body massage."
Brenda's voice was sultry as she pressed her lips against Gene's ear. "Followed by you fixing me a meal that I will thoroughly enjoy."
Gene swallowed hard. He knew he would need to muster every ounce of strength to please Brenda tonight.
As Brenda untangled herself from him, she ran her fingers over his freshly fucked ass, leaving an electrifying sting behind. Gene winced at the pain, but Brenda just smiled at her own handiwork, pleased with the way he responded to her dominance.
She purred in his ear, "After dinner, you and I will enjoy ourselves in a very special way with a certain guest. I hope you aren't too tired because I will need both your body and your devotion." Her voice was syrupy sweet, but it held an iron will that he dare not challenge.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, Gene stammered out a reply, "Of course, Mistress. I'm yours for the night."
Brenda chuckled low. "Good boy. Now go make me dinner while I take a bath.
Oh, and hurry up. You don't want to keep our guest waiting."
Brenda's order sent chills down Gene's spine, reminding him that he was nothing more than her plaything. But still, he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire ignite in his groin at the thought of what was to come.
As Gene ran his hands over Brenda's tight, taught ass, tracing the slightly red lines from the strap-on, he savored the power that she held over him.
Brenda's flesh was soft and smooth beneath his touch, and he couldn't help but notice that the swelling in his cock had begun anew as he ran his hands along her body. Brenda purred as Gene caressed her ass, spreading her cheeks widely to expose the puckered hole that he could see glistening with their collective excitement.
"Lick little cuckold" Brenda commanded with a whisper.
Her tone was low and sultry.
Gene felt his pulse quicken. His tongue darted obediently from between his lips, darting out to taste the flushed, glistening rim of her asshole. It was a piquant flavor, musky and rich, which elicited a slight tremble in Gene's thighs.
"Mmm, that's it." Brenda purred. "Now you may begin the massage. Get the oil from the cabinet. Take your time, and do it right."
Brenda whispered huskily as Gene kneaded the oil into her silky skin. "This massage is more important than dinner, if you get my meaning." Gene nodded, feeling his heart rate steadily increase as he ran his practiced fingers up and down her back. He used his fingers, palms, and knuckles, applying just the right amount of pressure to melt the tension out of Brenda's lithe frame, slowly working his way down to her legs, which he began to massage using a combination of long, slow strokes and deep kneading.
With each motion, his mind grew more focused, more present in the current moment, and soon he too began to feel the soothing, sedative effects of giving her this massage.
Brenda breathed a sigh of pleasure, feeling herself become more pliant under Gene's warm and capable hands.
She closed her eyes and surrendered her body to the skillful attentions of her husband's fingertips – easing her anxiety and subtly stoking the flames of the arousal that had begun to steadily build from the moment they'd begun this scene...
Gene immersed himself in his subservient role, working steadily to satisfy his Goddess while reveling in the feel of her luscious body.
His hands kneaded away the cares of her day, from her shoulders to hips – caressing her smooth, warm skin.
Brenda's mind was adrift in a sea of pleasure. She allowed Gene to indulge himself, knowing the act of submission was mutual. Pushing her boundaries bolstered Gene's confidence – and his erection as he massaged. His strong, gentle hands moved along her svelte form, inciting subtle sparks of desire within her core. Her nipples pebbled to attention.
Tight knots of delight formed deep in her core. Brenda sighed and spread her legs wider to grant him better access to the secret place between them.
Gene's fingers crept upwards, lightly tracing patterns on the inner flesh of her thighs. He loved the sound of her breath hitching in response to his touch. And with each stroke, he could sense the tension building inside her. Higher, higher it mounted; it was a potent force he felt through her skin, and it filled him with an insatiable hunger for more.
Gene began to trail tender, fleeting kisses along the sensitive, flush skin of her thighs. The taste-salty and delectably feminine-caused his pulse to quicken; he felt as if he were being pulled into some vortex of desire-a maelstrom of pleasure that was as irresistible as it was immense.
Brenda's breathing grew short as Gene's lips traced ever closer to the tantalizing flesh that hid her sex.
Each kiss sent a jolt of electricity through her body, urging her heartbeat to race faster with every touch, every press of his lips against her skin.
Her pulse quickened, fueling her excitement to new heights, threatening to burst forth as her breaths came in ragged gasps. She reached down and spread her cheeks. "Use your fingers to get me off while you lick my ass, cucky.
She commanded, pushing her ass back into his face.
Gene eagerly obliged, slipping two fingers into her dripping wet pussy while he buried his tongue into her ass.
Brenda moaned with pleasure as Gene fucked her with his fingers and ate out her asshole, his saliva mixing with the lubrication from her pussy.
Her body shuddered with pleasure and she reached back to grab Gene's hair, pulling him deeper into her ass as she ground against his face.
"That's it. Make me cum, cucky." Brenda growled.
Gene started tongue fucking her ass, shoving his tongue deep inside as he worked her clit with his fingers. Once again, she was using him solely for her pleasure.
The thought only served to fan the flames of desire that quickly spread through his body.
Gene licked her pink opening, tasting her musk, his tongue digging deep in her ass as he inserted a finger deep inside her. He probed the slick wall of her pussy, feeling her warmth and smell enveloping him. He began to add another finger, feeling Brenda shudder with pleasure at his touch. He could hear her breathing coming faster and faster, smell her arousal intensifying.
Brenda arched her back as her orgasm hit her, shoving her ass up into Gene's face, the thought of his intimate service taking her over the edge.
She came hard, her pussy contracting around Gene's fingers, her body trembling with pleasure. Gene continued to lick and finger her, his own arousal growing as he watched Brenda riding the wave of her own ecstasy.
"Fuck, you're so hot, Mistress. I'm so turned on by serving you like this." Gene finally managed to stammer, his words coming out in low, reverent whispers.
Brenda chuckled breathlessly as her orgasm subsided. "I know you are, Cucky. And I love it.
I love seeing you like this, so hungry and eager to please me. You're mine, Gene, all mine." Brenda whispered.
Brenda's voice was sultry as she continued to grind against his face, the spicy scent of her pussy filling his nostrils. Gene's cock throbbed in his pants, straining against the fabric as he eagerly lapped at her clit, enjoying the taste of their combined arousal.
But Brenda had already made her decision – Gene wasn't going to get a release. Not yet.
Brenda thought as she pulled away from her husband and stood up.
Gene's face looked dazed and confused as he stared up at her, his mouth red and swollen from all the attention she had given it. Brenda smiled mischievously before turning on her heel to head to the bathroom.
She knew that Gene wouldn't be able to resist her nearness, the way she made him feel powerful yet submissive, as well as the filthy way she would make him worship her body.
Brenda strolled to the bathroom, her hips swaying slowly, her perfect ass cheeks jiggling erotically as she walked. Gene groaned as he watched her go, his cock aching for release, but Brenda had other plans.
Brenda ran a bath, pouring in bubbles and enjoying the flickering light of the candles. She soaked reveling in the relaxation that enveloped her while listening to the sounds Gene was making in the kitchen, preparing her dinner.
He was humbled and submissive, and that sent swelling ripples of desire through her. Instead of rushing things, Brenda took her time, luxuriating in the sensual journey ahead, the prelude to a tantalizing event.
Gene was hustling back and forth from the dining room to the kitchen, and Brenda could smell the appetizing scents emanating from his cooking. The room was filled with an aromatic collection of roasted vegetables, garlic, and meat that sent her pulse racing with hunger and anticipation.
She stepped out of the tub, toweling herself off and looked at herself in the mirror. She saw a new, more confident Brenda looking back at her. She felt completely free and in command of her sexuality. Her husband served her needs totally without any obligation on her part to satisfy him. She was free to have sex with whoever she chose or desired. Her body belonged to her, and his body belonged to her as well. She loved how their relationship was evolving.
As the water swirled down the drain, Brenda Pent up her excitement for the upcoming evening. She was eager to continue her mission to fully own Gene, her husband, and submit him to her every whim. And, as an added bonus, she had invited Ryan, her attractive neighbor, to join them in their exploration of dominance and submission.
Just imagining Ryan's lean, athletic bodyрядее his tan, toned skin and the flare of his long, dark hair sent a thrill of arousal through Brenda's slim, fit figure.
As Gene handed Brenda a plate, she gave him a sultry grin, her green eyes sparkling with excitement. He had cooked a feast just for her: a roasted chicken, garlic mashed potatoes, and roasted vegetables with wine sauce.
"You did an excellent job, Gene." Brenda purred as she leaned over and planted a lingering kiss on his lips.
As she sat and ate the meal, she informed Gene of her plans for the night. "When Ryan comes over, I want you to great him submissively and fix him a drink. I want to enjoy him tonight and you won't be allowed to watch. I want you to clean the kitchen up while we have sex and wait for me to call you."
Gene nodded, feeling his heart sink into the pit of his stomach. He had looked forward to watching her with Ryan tonight and now he wasn't even allowed that pleasure. She was continuing to push his needs down in their relationship, but he knew his role.
After dinner, he stood up to take the plates and he heard the doorbell ring. Brenda's face lit up with a smile and she rushed to the door to great Ryan.
Gene watched from the kitchen as she swung open the door and leaned against it casually. She saw Ryan standing on the doorstep, his broad shoulders filling the frame, and she felt her heart skip a beat.
"Ryan! So good to see you!" Brenda said excitedly. "I can't wait to feel that big dick of yours inside me again." She threw her arms around him and gave him a huge hug.
Gene stood there awkwardly with the plates in his hands. He hadn't had normal sex with his wife for several weeks now and he ached to feel her pussy again. Now this man was going to get what he desired most of all while he was relegated to dishes.
As Ryan and Brenda kissed passionately, Gene could only stand there, watching with an ache deep in his soul. He had to remind himself of the plan – that he was to be a cuckold tonight – and try not to lose his mind.
"Gene, come great our guest properly" Brenda commanded.