Chapter 9: Gene and Brenda Decompress
She walked back into the living room and found Gene on his knees cleaning up the living room. She stood over him with a wicked smile playing on her lips.
"Well, you've done a good job, cuckold. Come over here and sit on the couch."
Gene obliged and sat down next to her.
She reached for his hardening cock through his apron and gave it a stroke.
"You've been such a good boy tonight, and I know it's been difficult, but you have to admit, you got all the humiliation you've been asking for and then some. " She said, laughing.
"Come here, cuckold," she called out, beckoning him to approach her.
He shuffled towards her, his cock twitching at the prospect of what was about to come next. "Now it's time for your reward" she said as she sunk her mouth over his engorged cock.
It had been months since Gene had been inside of his wife's pussy or her mouth and her velvety lips on his cock felt amazing. His body remembered how good Brenda was at sucking dick and he felt his balls jump in anticipation.
She sucked and slurped his cock, taking him deep into her mouth. Her tongue twisted around the sensitive head, and he moaned loudly. He ran his fingers through her hair, pulling her closer to him.
"Deeper, Brenda. I want to feel your throat on my cock."
She obliged, taking him even deeper until her nose was pressed against his pubic bone.
He threw his head back and groaned, his entire body shaking in pleasure.
"Fuck, that feels good.
You're such a dirty whore," Brenda taunts as she straddles Gene and pushes his throbbing cock inside her warm and wet pussy.
Gene groans and claps his hand over her full, round breast, fingers dig deep into her soft flesh, gripping and pulling as the two lovers become one.
Brenda looks down at her husband, who gazes up at her with adoration and longing. His brown eyes sparkle with lust, his heavy breathing a testament to his desire.
"You fucking love it, don't you?
You fucking thrive on this humiliation, on being my bitch. On being my cuck. Ball-deep in your wife's pussy, but it's not enough. You need to be fucked in the ass, you need to be gang-banged by your wife and my friends. You fucking thrive on it, don't you, cucksucking bitch?"
Gene's breath hitched as Brenda's words seeped into his soul. His body jolted, memories of the evening's events flooding back to him.
The shame, the humiliation, and the sheer fucking exhilaration of it all, all of it was making him hard again. He couldn't help but imagine the numerous times he'd been fucked, his cock sucked, and his ass rimmed as he stood in front of the group, all while wearing nothing but a piece of fabric tied to his waist.
He let out a groan as Brenda's soft hands moved gracefully down his body, dipping lower and lower until her fingers wrapped around his cock.