Cuckqueaned by the Dominatrix: Fixing Our Stale Marriage by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 0000000000000
Published: 2022-09-09T20:13:30+00:00

Jen

The fact that John was with another woman didn’t really hit me for about an hour after he left the house. If I had been asked a decade ago how I would feel, I certainly wouldn’t use any positive emotions, yet I was feeling positive. Part of that was because it felt good knowing that John was finally able to live out a fantasy of his, but also because I had this strange thing happen inside of me. The idea of another woman fooling around with my husband turned me on, and I wasn’t exactly sure why.

While he was out being dominated, I was in the bed, wearing only my bra and panties, and researching on my phone. “Getting turned on by husband cheating on you,” I searched on the internet. After clicking through some pointless pages, I stumbled across a website that kept using the same word.

“Cuckquean?” I said to myself. That became my new search term, and the pictures that came up had me touching myself without even realizing it.

I jumped and immediately turned off my phone when I heard the front door open. John never made much noise when he entered, but this time I could just tell he had a purpose.

“Jen!” I heard him yell.

“I’m in the room!” I called back. My heart rate picked up and I was biting down on my lips. My freshly humiliated husband was home, and his built up lust had only one place to go. “H-how was it?” I asked feeling curious about the details but the look in his eyes made me nervous.

Saying nothing, John walked towards me and ripped the blankets off. He smiled when he saw me in my underwear and he reached down and grabbed my arm. He pulled me towards his torso, and I started to kiss and lick his body. I brushed up against his cock and it turned me on; it was harder than I had ever felt.

“Oh my,” I said as I got on all fours and put my face towards his crotch, “I want to taste it!”

“Do it,” he said as he pulled down his pants. His cock was tucked in the elastic waistband of his underwear and when he pulled them down it caused his cock to spring up. “Kiss it!” He said aggressively as he pulled his shirt off from over his head.

I had no idea if he was being so dominant because he had been denied an orgasm after getting worked up, or if he had some change of heart and was attempting to reclaim his masculinity. It was hard to tell, but I didn’t have much time to think as he began fucking my face as if it was a pussy that was designed to endure a powerful pounding.

“Is this what you want?!” He said with a certain darkness in his voice that I had never experienced before. “Yeah!” He answered his own question, “this. Is. What. You. Want!” He kept fucking my face, his balls swinging freely and hitting my chin.

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