I thought about the wonderful night I had just experienced with Jordi, my handsome, strong lover. How he made me feel things I had never felt before, his beautiful body, his magnificent cock! I started getting hot and wet, just thinking about him.
Then I looked at my husband Oscar. How pathetic he looked. Drinking my lover's cum just for a chance to hear about our night of pleasure. I could feel my attitude changing. Yes, he was a good man, an intelligent man. A husband who cared and provided for his family. I enjoyed our conversations and he never said an unkind word to me.
But I needed more. I wanted a man who could excite me. A sophisticated man of the world. A man who could make me feel like a hot sexy woman. Oscar was incapable of doing this.
He begged me again to tell him of our night together. I decided to take pity on him. I told him that my pussy was sore and needed some tender loving care. Now that I was awakened to the joys of having my cunt sucked, this would be his job after my dates with my lover.
I told him I would give him all the details he desired but he must clean and lick my sore, cum-filled, stretched out pussy while I did it. He was instructed that he was not going to ever be allowed to fuck me again and must be willing to do whatever I asked without complaining or hesitation.
To my amazement, he quickly agreed. He really was into this fantasy. I was starting to realize we had started a whole new chapter in our marriage and I was getting the most of the perks! I felt both love and contempt for him.
I lay back and spread my legs and beckoned with my finger for my new cuckold, to start sucking. Cum was still leaking from my pussy where Jordi had deposited what seemed like buckets of his thick, luscious load. Oscar's cum was thin and puny in comparison.
I closed my eyes and relaxed while Oscar greedily lapped my cum-soaked, inflamed pussy. He didn't have Jordi's experience, but with enough practice, he'll learn, he'll learn. The idea of my hubby sucking my lover's cum from me excited me so much I could feel my cunt muscles start to spasm. Finally my dear husband had given me an orgasm!
I told him he was not to play with is tiny penis until I told him he could. I didn't want him to be distracted as he continued his cunt-lapping. I explained if he did a good job, I would let him cum later, maybe. This new feeling of power over my hubby was really starting to feel good.
I laughed as I watched him swallow copious amounts of Jordi's cum during my orgasm. I had never felt so much semen inside me in my entire life. It felt like Jordi had delivered in one night, more cum than Oscar had given me in our years of marriage!
Remembering the taste of Jordi's semen from last night I was amazed how much I liked it. It had a sweet/sour flavor and so thick! Not bitter and runny like Oscars.
"First we went to a French Restaurant," I explained. Jordi did the ordering and in French! I like it when a real man takes charge! The food was amazing and I was totally mesmerized by his looks and witty conversation. Next we went to a fancy nightclub to dance. I have never danced like that in my live. I fit in his arms perfectly as he led me across the dance floor, I could feel his hard, huge cock against me when he held me tight. I could feel my pussy juice soaking through my new panties and run down my thighs. I knew Jordi could smell my arousal and I loved it!
I could here Oscar's muffled moaning as he licked and listened. I knew pre-cum was leaking from the tip of his teeny-weeny as I described our evening of bliss.
I continued describing our date. "We danced and danced. I lost all track of time. I knew by the way we moved together, our love-making would be spectacular. He had told me that sex was only part of the evening if I wanted it. I wanted it, boy, did I want it."
I heard the familiar sounds of Oscar's little orgasmic squeals as he came with my words. He must have been humping the bed as I talked. I had warned him that he could only cum at my command and I knew I had to show him I meant business.
"Ok, cuckold! I warned you about cumming without my permission, now it's time for some punishment! Bring me my hairbrush from the dresser." I ordered.
Reluctantly, Oscar, lifted his soaking face from my pussy and went to fetch the hairbrush. He started to wipe my juices from my face but I told him to leave it on. I could see his feeble little cum-stain on his jockey shorts.
I had him remove his shorts and lay naked on his stomach on the bed and gave him twenty, very hard smacks with the brush on his bare bottom, balls and cock. He started out quietly taking his punishment but by the time I reached fifteen swats, I could hear him start to sniffle and by the time I was finished, he was crying like a little girl.
"I went easy on you tonight because it was your first time. I won't be as gentle the next time!" I warned.
He told me "Thank you Irene!" between sniffles and avoided my eyes.
"That's Mistress Irene!" I corrected him giving him an extra smack on his balls. Then I went over to my dresser and pulled out a pair of my panties. "You don't deserve to wear real men's underwear anymore, my little sissy cucklod, now put these on and my apron and start cleaning the house. Vacuum, clean the kitchen, and do the laundry and you had better hurry up unless you want my parents and the girls seeing you in your new uniform. They will be dropped off in three hours.
"Yes, Mistress Irene!" he meekly replied and slipped the panties over his inflamed, red, bottom, scrotum and cock and rushed off the start his chores.
I still couldn't believe he was actually doing this. He would do the cleaning, laundry and cooking while I fucked any man I chose. I wondered why I had resisted this idea so long.
He finished his duties before the girls and my parents arrived. I let him put on his pants and shirt over the panties and remove the apron. No sense involving outsiders in our little games, yet.
Later that evening after the girls had gone to bed I ordered Oscar to remove his clothes, except for his panties and start kissing and sucking my feet and toes while I called Jordi.
It was fun to watch Oscar turn beet red as we talked on the phone. "Oh yes, darling," I cooed, "You made me a real woman last night. I have never been fucked so well or so long. Oscar? Oh yes, I told him all about it in great detail as he cleaned your wonderful cum from my pussy. No, really, he enjoyed it! Can you believe that? No, I didn't let him fuck me. From now on you are the only one who will have that privilege."
