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
Chapter 17
Things remained icy between Jeff and Amanda. They lived in the same house, and they exchanged pleasantries. There were moments that some tenderness showed through, then other moments that animosity spiked over past grievances.
Yvette asked the pair over for dinner with her and Vince. After a wonderful meal of grilled steak, and a sweet dessert of Tiramisu, the couples cleared the table and took some drinks out onto the back deck. His favorite dinner and dessert being served weren't lost on Jeff.
Yvette opened up the conversation. "Ok, kids, someone has to kick over the can of worms and address the elephant in the room."
Jeff groaned. A tear ran down Amanda's face.
"We don't want to go there either, but we have to," Vince said.
Yvette continued, "the rest of the crew is concerned, no one is taking sides, but they're worried about you guys as a couple."
Vince added, "you guys have been very professional considering the feud that's going on. As the boss, I appreciate that. But all of the money from the films isn't going to buy happiness. I don't want to see my friends hurting."
Jeff cleared his throat, "For a couple that doesn't want to see 'your friends hurting,' why are you piling it up on me, because this is what this about, me. I'm getting fucked over continuously in these films. Information is being withheld; I'm getting really rude surprises on the set. Everyone seems to be enjoying my pain. And then I get treated like shit at home."
Amanda sobbed, "Sorry."
Yvette said, "we're all sorry. I don't know what we were thinking, I know you could care less, Jeff, but the movie is selling; the director praised your professionalism. The film is up for a few awards at the next AVN convention. You should go as a representative of the company."
Jeff said, "No, thank you, I've got two films left on my contract, and I'm out. I'll stay on doing the finances, but I'm done with filming."
Vince said, "that's fair. But then what? Are you going to throw away your marriage to Amanda? Do you think you guys can go back to a vanilla relationship afterward? Are you going to give up your hopes to have a family together?"
"I want to see you guys get back together, stronger than ever," Yvette said. "Amanda's my best friend, and I hope to be your friend as well, Jeff."
"More openness on the set, I want un-redacted scripts, no more surprises," Jeff said.
"I know to trust in us is an issue, but I assure you no more surprises on the set, or in real life, from us," Yvette said.
Vince asked, "what can we do? How can we help you two get back on track?"
Amanda finally spoke up, "I never thought I'd say it, but we need to take a sabbatical, from the movies, from the promotional and the social engagements."
Yvette said, "reasonable accommodation. Can I ask to finish the current schedule? You two have been talking about a baby. Obviously, you'd need a sabbatical to get that started. We can work a pregnancy into the script. Jeff, there would be some humiliation for you in the script, verbal mostly. We're done with scat and piss play; you won't get ass fucked again either. Amanda's done with it, movie-wise, as well."
Jeff said, "I'm not rushing into a baby for a film schedule. I have to make sure Amanda and I have a chance with the two of us before we become the three of us."
Vince agreed, "you're wise beyond your years, Jeff."
Yvette handed an envelope to Amanda, "this is for you and Jeff."
Amanda took the envelope, opened it, and started crying.
"What is it?" Jeff asked.
"Its tickets to a week-long cruise for us," Amanda wept.
"Really boring cruise, you guys will have plenty of uninterrupted time together, leave your computers, tablets, and phones at home. Get drunk, get laid, get your shit together," Yvette said.
Jeff smiled at Vince and Yvette and said, "thank you, I would never have thought of it."
Yvette looked at Amanda and said, "Girlfriend, if I hear about you and some other guy on this cruise, I'm going to whip your ass until it bleeds, you hear?"
Amanda laughed through her tears, "as wicked as I've been to Jeff, maybe I deserve that before we go."
"You little minx!" Vince yelled, "Jeff, when you get home; you give this brat the spanking she deserves."
"You heard the CEO, honey. You're getting a spanking when you get home." Jeff laughed.
Amanda cuddled into him and said, "I'm looking forward to it."
They drank some more; the elephant was slain. Jeff and Amanda took an Uber home as they thought they had consumed too much; they would get their car later.
They staggered into the house and left a trail of clothes to the master bedroom. In spite of his failing strength, Jeff was able to rip Amanda's panties off and take her over his knees.
"Are you ready for your punishment, naughty girl?" he teased.
"Don't hurt me, Daddy!" Amanda squealed.
Jeff brought his open palm down on Amanda's bare cheek. SLAP! She squealed in pleasure and agony at the same time. She enjoyed Jeff's forcefulness. Jeff gave her ten good smacks. Amanda's pussy was sopping wet and leaking onto Jeff's leg.
"I think my little girl is enjoying this punishment," he said, slipping his fingers into her pussy.
"No, Daddy, it hurts, my bottom hurts. Can you kiss it and make it better?"
Jeff slid Amanda onto the bed face down; he spread her legs and placed his face in the crease of her reddened ass cheeks. He licked her asshole.
"Mmmm, Daddy, that's not where it hurts, but that does feel good," she purred.
Jeff lifted her pelvis. Amanda was on her hands and knees with her legs spread. Jeff kissed her pussy to her asshole, dragging his tongue over her skin, over and over again.
"Daddy, you're turning me on so much. I'm going to cum," she groaned.
Jeff kept up his attention; he could feel Amanda's oncoming orgasm. When it hit, he pressed his mouth against her pussy. Amanda had several convulsions and sprayed ejaculate all over Jeff; he tried to swallow as much as he could.
After her orgasm settled, Amanda collapsed and rolled over on her back with her legs parted. She looked at Jeff's cock, which was hard and as large as Jeff ever got. "Fuck me, Daddy, please fuck me," she pleaded.
Jeff gave her cunt another kiss before moving up her body. Amanda reached underneath him and lined his cock up with her vagina, tickling her clitoris in the process. "Give me what I want, Daddy, fuck me!" she begged.
Jeff slid forward, and the head of his cock slipped into her vagina; he pressed into it and went balls deep.
Amanda hugged him and shouted, "Oh, Daddy, that feels sooo good!"
Jeff was primed; he hadn't been this excited in a while; Amanda was enjoying herself or putting on a good act.
He slid in and out; his hands reached underneath Amanda and tilted her pelvis up, giving him more depth.
"Daddy, bury your cock in me, cum in me, give me your baby!" she shouted at him.
Jeff was feeling something in Amanda he didn't feel that often; she was building to a vaginal orgasm. He had to hold his orgasm back; he wanted her to cum; he wanted her to experience an orgasm from his penis.
"Oh, Daddy, I think I'm going to cum, please cum in me, knock me up, give me your seed! Amanda said in his ear as she licked it.
He could feel her orgasm starting; it wasn't anything like the ones she had faked before. It was more than he could handle, and he lost it. He shot rope after rope of cum into Amanda's quivering vagina. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and clenched. He fell on top of her. They didn't release even after the aftershocks ended. They cuddled each other and fell asleep.
When they woke up in the morning, they weren't in a hurry to get rolling. They cuddled and caressed each other. "That was pretty intense last night, thank you," Amanda said.
"No, thank you, it felt pretty special. A lot of tension was released for me; was it the same for you?" Jeff asked.
"Makeup sex, they say, is the best. We were both hurting last night before we made love; I feel a lot better about us this morning," Amanda answered.
"I feel better about us as well, but let's not let things get bad before we have intimacy again," Jeff said with a kiss.