Consequences Pt. 03

She eyed him with a crooked smile. "Maybe you deserve some of my mouth. Would you like that?"

"Yes!" he said excitedly.

First she took a towel and wiped the oil away. Then she pulled her long blonde hair to the side and lowered her head. She took him into her mouth and he moaned as she licked and sucked him. But then she opened her lips, so while he was still in her mouth he couldn't feel anything but her hot breath.

"God Jen ..." he groaned frustrated.

"Didn't like that too much huh?" she asked with a teasing grin. "I'm enjoying this."

"Please Jen," he begged.

"You wanna cum?" she asked.

"God yeah."

"You want my pussy?"

"Yes!"

She tilted her head, as if considering. "I don't think so, not tonight," she said shaking her head.

"God you're a bitch," he groaned frustrated.

She giggled delightedly. She ran her nails lightly up his inner thighs, making him moan. Then she scraped her manicured nails lightly across the underside of his balls.

"I like you hairless like this," she said. "I want you to keep yourself this way for me. I'm serious."

"Okay," he agreed panting.

"Even though it makes your little thing look even smaller."

"Okay," he repeated, frowning now, not used to her talking so harshly about his small penis.

She smiled at him. "Don't worry, I love your little thing. I can hold all of it in my hand." To illustrate she poured more oil on his cock, then wrapped her hand around him. Just the head was visible over her fist.

"Your lovers are bigger than me?" he asked, his voice hoarse with excitement.

She laughed. "Baby, EVERY guy I've ever been with is bigger than you. Like Tom ... I'd hold him like this." She put one hand on top of the other, and opened her fists, as if she was holding Tom's long thick shaft. Mike's cock looked tiny inside that cavern.

"I'm the smallest?"

"You're way the smallest I've ever had Mike," she said truthfully.

"Do I satisfy you?"

"You do okay," she teased. She smiled. "Your tongue's freaking awesome."

"What about my cock?"

"Do I cum on your cock?" she said. "Is that what you're asking?"

"Yeah."

Jen lightly scrapped her nails down Mike's chest again, over his hips, and then down his inner thighs. He shuddered with pleasure at her touch. "You always ask me that," she said. "What do I always tell you?"

"You say I do make you cum on my cock," Mike said. "But sometimes I think you're lying."

"Hmmmm," she said, as if thinking. She wrapped her hand around his cock, slowly stroking him up and down. "I guess it's time to tell you a little secret." She lowered her head, her long blonde hair tickling his chest, her hand still stroking him. She whispered huskily into his ear, "Baby, I'm really good at faking orgasms." As she said this, she took her hand away.

"God Jen ..." Mike groaned, his cock jerking. But without any physically stimulation he didn't cum.

She giggled at his frustration. He was sooo easy to tease. She was having a lot of fun.

They were silent for long moments. Jen stopped teasing him, letting him catch his breath. She didn't want him to have a heart attack or anything.

"Do you miss him?" Mike asked.

"Who?"

"Tom."

"I don't miss him," she said honestly. "I miss his cock I guess. I mean, not HIS cock. Any big cock. You know I'm a slut."

"You're not a slut baby," he assured her. "You're a goddess."

She gave him a lopsided grin. "It doesn't matter how sweet you are, you're not getting any tonight," she said with a giggle.

His eyes glazed over with lust, Mike said "Tom is special though cause he got you pregnant."

"I guess so," Jen said. She gave him an ironic grin. "That turns you on so much. But it makes me feel so unsexy."

"That Tom got you pregnant?" Mike said not understanding.

"That I AM pregnant," Jen said. "It's hard to feel sexy when you're pregnant Mike. I mean, I feel big and fat already."

"Jen you're the sexiest girl alive!" Mike gushed. "Just look at yourself!"

She gave him a crooked grin. "I told you, you're not getting any tonight no matter how sweet you are." She looked at him seriously. "Will you be a good father Mike?" she asked. "And always love me?"

"Yes," he said without any hesitation.

She nodded studying him. He'd answered right. But he was in lust right now. It didn't count.

Not registering her anxiety, Mike said "Darren fucks the wives after he gets them pregnant."

"He told you that?" Jen asked.

"Yeah," Mike said. "Some husbands are into that. It turns them on, for Darren and their wives to keep seeing each other."

"While she's pregnant, or after?"

"Both," Mike said.

"Is that what you want, for me to keep seeing Tom?" Jen asked.

"I'm not sure," Mike said, conflicted. "So ... do you want to hook up with Tom again?"

Jen remembered the guilt trip Tom had laid on her. "No," she said. She smiled. "I'd enjoy it, he's a great lover." Then she got serious again. "But I don't want to lead him on. You know?"

"Yeah, I get it," Mike said, part relieved, part disappointed. "You'd enjoy it though?"

"You're so bad," Jen laughed. "And so predictable."

She got serious and looked into her husband's eyes. "So you want to keep playing the game, for real, with other people?" she asked.

"Yeah, I want to," Mike said.

"Even with this?" she said, pulling Mike's hands from above his head and putting them on her tummy.

"Yeah," Mike said. "It really turns me on."

"Other guys fucking me, while I'm pregnant?" she said.

"Yeah," he groaned.

"God!" she giggled. "You -- Are -- So -- Bad!"

He grinned sheepishly, a mix of lust and embarrassment on his face.

She grinned crookedly at him. "Put your hands back cucky, you still need punished," she said. After Mike put his hands back above his head, she went back to caressing his inner thighs and balls. Then she stroked his cock. "Close to cumming yet?"

"Yeah, just a little more," he moaned his eyes rolling back into his head.

"Now?" she giggled, opening her fist so he barely felt her hand.

"God Jen come on," he said frustrated.

She laughed, but then closed her fist again. She stroked him up and down, the oil making her hand feel like a tight smooth pussy, like her pussy. She moved so she lay on her side, her feet pointing to his head. She ran her stockinged leg back and forth over Mike's chest. "Like that?" she asked, knowing he loved the feel of nylon.

"Yes!" Mike groaned.

Still stroking his dick, she changed the angle of her leg so now the tip of her sandaled toes ran along Mike's bicep as her knee rubbed across his chest. "Even better?" she asked.

"God yes!" Mike moaned so close to cumming.

Continuing to work him with her toes and knee, Jen stopped stroking him and instead lightly tickled his balls.

"Please Jen ..." he begged.

"Don't you dare let go," Jen warned, painfully jabbing his bicep with the stiletto of her high heels.

She kept the knee/toe thing going, and then extended her index finger so she rubbed his sandbar as she continued to lightly tickle his balls.

"God!" Mike groaned his head rolling back, thrusting his pelvis up. But doing that didn't help because he was humping only air.

Jen took the opportunity to flick her manicured nail across Mike's puckered anus. "Ugh," he groaned as his body shuddered with unreleased pleasure. But he wasn't there yet.

Jen got on her knees. "Lift up," she said, and when he did she put a pillow under his ass. She made him spread his legs. "You really do look like a little boy," she playfully mocked looking at him, completely hairless from his cock down to his asshole. The lack of pubic hair made his thin 4 inch penis look even smaller. "Hope you don't have to shower in a gym anytime soon," she teased. "Or go to any nude beaches."

"Come on Jen," he pleaded.

She stroked him up and down. "You wanna cum, is that it?" she asked. Then before he could answer she released him, his hard cock swinging back and forth like a pendulum. "Oops," she said with a giggle.

"Jen, please," he groaned.

Jen put baby oil on her finger. She ran the finger across the underside of his balls, along his sandbar, and then to his puckered anus. He groaned and his back arched as she pushed her finger in.

"Oh, you like a finger up your ass?" she giggled delightedly. She pushed more of her finger up his ass. "Maybe I'll get a strap-on and fuck you." She remembered her recent fantasies. "Or maybe my next lover will fuck you up the ass."

"Jen ..." he pleaded.

She pulled her finger from his anus. Then she lowered her head and flicked her tongue along his sandbar. As she licked his sensitive sandbar she took hold of his shaft and stroked him.

"God god god," he panted. She knew he was on the brink.

She lowered her head a little more. Then, for the second time ever, she licked his puckered asshole. She rolled her tongue over his anus as she stroked him.

"Fuck fuck!" he cried, arching his back. He was about to cum!

Suddenly Jen pulled away, denying him all physical stimulation. She watched gleefully as Mike's body lurched, his cock jerking wildly, ejaculating jets of his cum onto his chest and sheets.

"God Jen," Mike groaned resignedly, having ejaculated but robbed of any pleasure or release. He was desperate for a real orgasm but now it would take a while before he could get hard again. She'd ruined his orgasm, on purpose.

"I'm a real bitch huh?" she said. She got up and straddled Mike's face, grinding her wet bare pussy lips across his mouth. "Lick me cucky, make me cum," she ordered. Torturing him with a ruined orgasm had gotten her hot.

"I'll ruin YOUR orgasm," Mike threatened.

"That's not how this works," she said, rubbing her pussy hard against his mouth. "Make me cum or I'll find someone else. How long do you think it would take to find a man to fuck me?"

It would take about 5 seconds, Mike knew. He ate her, doing his magic on her clit. She rode his face hard, her hands gripping his head, her back arching and her head rolling back in an intense glorious orgasm.

She collapsed onto the bed beside him. Eating her out had gotten him hard again. He got between her legs.

She squeezed her legs shut. "No way, you're being punished remember?"

"You're joking?" Mike said with a disbelieving look.

"Nope," she said dismissively. "And don't you dare beat off either. You can't cum until I say."

"Time for bed," she said, turning off the light and rolling to her side. As she often did, she pulled his arm so he spooned her. His body pressed against hers, his chest against the stiff satin bustier, his thighs against her silky stockings, the top of his feet pinched by her stiletto heels. His cock was so hard, he was going fucking crazy!

Looking into the darkness, Jen pretended to sleep, but really she was holding back laughter. She loved teasing him!

Finally she decided he'd been punished enough. She reached back and took hold of his rock hard cock. "You wanna cum?" she whispered in the darkness.

"God yes!" he cried, relief in his voice.

She giggled. She turned on the light and then straddled his hips. "Want some pussy?" she giggled.

"YES!"

She giggled again.

Mike ran his hands up the ribbing of the satin bustier. She pushed his hands away. "Nope. This belongs to Scott. You can't touch it." She reached back and undid the strings, and then took it off.

She reached down to guide him into her, but he stopped her. "Wait," he said.

"What?"

"Have you worn it for Scott? Since the video?"

"Oh, so now we're talking about Scott?" she teased.

"Have you?"

"No," she said. Then she gave him a mischievous smile. "I've thought about it though."

"Really?" he said excitedly.

"Why, do you want me to fuck Scott now?" she said with a laugh.

"I watch the video a lot," he admitted.

"Really?" she said with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah," Mike admitted.

"You know, Scott says he made the video because he knew it would turn you on," Jen said.

Mike paused, then said "I can't stand him, but maybe he's telling the truth on that one."

Jen rolled her eyes, but it was mostly playful. "Do you really want me to fuck a man you hate?"

"... I don't know," Mike said after a pause.

Jen gave Mike a lopsided grin. Then she reached down and guided him into her pussy. She knew he wouldn't last long. As she moved up and down on him, she leaned over so their lips almost touched. Looking deep into his eyes, she said "Here's something you better know, mister. I'm the sexiest girl you'll ever meet. No one will ever make your fantasies come true like me."

"I know that Jen!" he cried, his hips buckling. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her down into a kiss, and his body jerked violently as he had a massive orgasm.

After they both recovered, Jen rolled to her side and Mike spooned her. She'd taken off the sexy lingerie and was wearing his college t-shirt and VS cotton panties. With their lust sated, Jen's anxieties reappeared. But she didn't know what else to say to him. He didn't seem to get it.

She felt him kiss the back of her neck. "Baby, I swear I'll be a good father and husband," Mike said in the darkness. "I'll love you both forever. I will. I swear to god."

Jen smiled. She hugged his arm tighter. Feeling content, she felt asleep snuggled in his arms.