The Cuckold Entangled - Sex Stories

The Cuckold Entangled

... part of our established routine, I went down on her, eating her out to a toe-curling orgasm.

As she came down from her orgasm, she slowly straddled me, pulling down my pants. She leaned down, kissing me. My dick bounced and pulsed rapidly when I felt her hand wrap around it.

I moaned into her mouth, and she chuckled.

"You like that, baby?" She asked, whispering into my ear, her warm breath sending tingles of pleasure through me, making my whole body go weak and limp.

"Yes," I whispered, nodding my head, the effort to respond seeming momentous to me.

"Just relax and stay still, baby," she said, whispering hotly into my ear again. "I'll be taking care of this for you now. You don't only have to do it yourself anymore.

My whole body trembled at her words, my mind unable to fully process the moment as her hand started to softly move up and down my cock. I felt like I had become boneless; the sensations I was feeling seemed to have rendered me unable to move. I felt my climax approaching, and it dawned on me that the hand job was all I was going to be getting.

I looked at her in desperation, my eyes pleading as I said, "Please, babe, I don't want to come yet."

She ignored me, nibbling my ears before leaning down toward my nipples. She took them one at a time in her mouth, swirling her tongue around them.

I moaned, my body withering as sensations I had never experienced before overwhelmed me.

I did not want to ask her to go down on me or for sex, ...

... but I had been hoping that she would transition to one of those options by herself, maybe even both, but it was starting to seem highly unlikely.

"Please, babe," I said desperately again hating what i sounded like. Somewhere, I knew this was a defining moment, and I suspected she knew it too.

"Shhh, baby, just relax and cum for me," she whispered hotly into my ear and squeezed firmly on my dick as she continued to tug.

My body went stiff, and whimpering, I let out a loud sound—a mixture of pleasure and agony—as my dick started to pulsate, shooting out strings of cum.

"Ooo, that's it, baby; come for me, baby; that's so hot," she cooed into my ear, directing my dick so that my cum was shooting onto my belly as she continued to stroke.

I closed my eyes as I gradually came down from my orgasm. A slow feeling of being "less than" came over me. I knew a shift had occurred in our sex life and in our relationship. I did not look at her face; I could not, not yet. I was not prepared for what I might see in it.

I felt her lean over me before she kissed me, and I opened my eyes when she pulled back up.

"Did you enjoy that?" She asked me. Her voice and smile were sensual and coy.

"Yeah, thanks, babe," I said, seeing the expectant look she had in her eyes. She wanted an acknowledgement from me.

"You are welcome, baby," she replied, her smile getting bigger. She hopped off the bed and went into the bathroom, my eyes following the sensual sway of the perfect ...