Amanda and Jeff, a bored couple fall into a rabbit hole
This story contains elements of cuckoldry, bisexuality, chastity, feminine domination, humiliation, and a whole bunch of fuckery. If these aren't your scene, then you should probably search for something else.
If you are picking this up mid-story, you should go back and read the previous chapters.
All characters involved in sexual activity are over the age of eighteen. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is just plain tragic
Chapter2
After lunch, Amanda went to the bathroom and put in another suppository; her pussy hurt, but in the right way. She wanted to make sure that she would be up for Jeff later. She met Jeff in the living room. Jeff had made them a pitcher of Sangria at Amanda's suggestion.
She handed Jeff the DVD that Vince had given her. "Let's watch this; I think you'll enjoy it. I know I enjoyed making it." She giggled. Amanda poured them each a drink and sat down in the middle of the sofa.
Jeff, feeling crushed, put the DVD in the player and started the video. The clarity was excellent for non-studio equipment.
Amanda patted the sofa next to her and said, "Come join me. It's been a while since we watched porn together."
Jeff slumped to the sofa and sat down. The video was the clips that Vince had edited from the cookout with John and Mike. Jeff was in a personal conflict; the video was hot. Amanda was sexy, working the two men over. The lesbian scenes with Yvette were intense as well. Jeff told himself that it's not fair that he couldn't fuck her; she was smoking hot.
He was alarmed at the Queen of Spades tattoo. "That's not real, is it?" He asked.
Amanda rubbed Jeff on the crotch. "I see that you find it hot as well." She said. "No, it's a temp. I can get some real ones if you want."
Jeff sighed, "No, thank you. If we do this, I don't want to become a public spectacle. Why did you shave your bush?"
Jeff had to lift his pelvis and straighten out his cock to get more comfortable.
Amanda was rubbing herself with one hand and massaging Jeff with the other. "Yvette suggested it; it feels so much more sensitive."
Jeff whined, "I liked that bush on you; you knew that. Doesn't my opinion count anymore?"
"You'll get used to it; you'll probably like licking it more this way," Amanda said. "This video is so good. I want to make more."
"I want to join the film company, can we? She moaned. "You'll get to play too. We'll make money."
"Honey, I could never deny you. I want to make sure that I won't lose you. I can't do what those other guys do to you." Jeff half sobbed.
Amanda leaned over and licked Jeff's ear, "Your golden tongue always gets me off, babe."
Jeff finally felt proud of something. His mind started relaxing. He moved his wife's hand from his crotch. "I want to save it for later." He said.
The video continued, and then there was a break. A second video started. Jeff instantly felt shamed; he was watching himself give Vince a blowjob. Despite his disgust with himself, he was getting turned on.
"You look so hot submitting to him, Jeff. I get turned on by this. The first time I saw it, I almost came myself when I saw you come in your underwear." Amanda whispered.
"I look like such a sissy, a faggot. How can you respect me? I'm less of a man." Jeff blubbered.
"Nonsense! I love you, maybe even more now. You allowed me to have my fun; you allow me to get my satisfaction. You do things that turn me on. I don't think you're any less of a man." Amanda said, cuddling into Jeff.
"What do you think about joining their film company?" Amanda asked.
"I looked at their website; it looks pretty demeaning for me if I join." Jeff quietly said.
"But that's just the fantasy. People get turned on by that humiliation; you only have to act it. You'll get paid for the work; it's only pretending; we're not going to live that lifestyle for real. The other actors and actresses are all professionals." Amanda said.
"It looks so real in the clips I saw," Jeff said, "especially the BDSM stuff."
"Good acting," Amanda said.
"I still don't know; I'll have to see the contract we'd probably have to sign," Jeff said. "I don't want to wind up being someone's sex slave in real life."
"How 'bout being my sex slave right now, hottie?" Amanda said as she rose and walked to the bedroom.
Jeff rose and followed her up the stairs.
When they got to the master bedroom, they didn't waste time getting undressed. Amanda was the first to get on the bed. She spread her legs and said, "Why don't you put that awesome tongue of yours to work? I missed it this weekend."
Jeff kneeled on the bed and bent forward between her legs, and before he started his worship on his wife's pussy, "I was afraid I'd lost you to Yvette." He then attacked Amanda's clitoris with his tongue, poking it, swirling it, sucking it, and gently nibbling on it.
The effect was not lost on Amanda, her pulse started racing, and her breathing became erratic. She pressed Jeff's head into her crotch. "Oh, that's it, you're making me come again; this is like my twentieth orgasm this weekend."
The statement wasn't lost on Jeff, it made him feel excluded again, but he kept up Amanda's pleasuring. There was a different taste in her juices; it had a funny effect on his tongue. He didn't dwell on it as he didn't want to know.
After her orgasm retreated, Amanda asked Jeff if he was ready to fuck her. Amanda never really performed any foreplay on Jeff; he was usually ready to have intercourse, sometimes too ready. After watching videos of his wife suck on other men's cocks and another woman's pussy, Jeff was conscious of the fact.
Jeff wasn't going to complain; he was going to get to have intercourse with his wife.
"Be careful down there," Amanda said, "she saw a little bit of action this weekend."
