Under Her Instruction

“Yes!, Yes!, Yes!” Steve’s wife Jessica moaned as she grabbed Steve’s head and pulled his face deep between her legs. Steve, red-faced after eating her out for over an hour, let out a muffled cough. All this did was cause Jessica to pull his face even deeper into her.

Jessica began to rock her hips, grinding her dripping wet pussy against Steve’s eager mouth. “Eat my pussy, Steve. That’s it, fuck me with your tongue,” she moaned, her hands gripping his hair, pulling him closer. Steve’s tongue lapped at her clit, his nose buried in her soft pubic hair, his chin slick with her arousal. Jessica’s body trembled as she rode his face, her thighs clenching around his head.

Suddenly, Steve tried to lift his head, gasping for air, but Jessica, her eyes wild with lust, pushed him back down. “I didn’t say you could stop, Steve. You’re not done making me come,” she demanded, her voice husky with desire.

Steve’s tongue delved deeper into Jessica’s pussy, his lips sucking on her swollen labia. He fucked her with his tongue, his rhythm matching the pulsing of her hips. Jessica’s breath hitched, her body quivering with pleasure. “Fingers, Steve. I want your fingers inside me,” she commanded, her voice ragged.

Steve slid two fingers into her wet pussy, his digits coated in her slick arousal. He curled them slightly, pushing them in and out of her in a steady rhythm. His tongue circled her clit, the sensitive nub swollen and pulsing. Jessica’s body responded in waves, her inner muscles clenching around his fingers, her hips bucking against his mouth. She could feel the pressure building in her core, her body teetering on the edge of orgasm.

Jessica’s back arched sharply as she cried out, “Oh my God, I can’t take it! Oh! Oh!” Her body convulsed in waves of intense pleasure as an orgasm crashed over her. Steve lifted his glistening face, his cheeks and chin slick with her release, and surveyed Jessica’s body with a smile of satisfaction. Her form was sprawled out before him, languid and well-ravished, her skin glowing with passion. Yet, within him, a dam of sexual frustration burst as he realised his throbbing, engorged member had yet to find its release.

With deliberate slowness, he shifted his body upwards, tracing a path of gentle kisses along her heated flesh, until he straddled her shoulders. Playfully, he placed the head of his cock against her lips, feeling the soft, velvety pillow of her mouth. Jessica’s eyes flew open, her head jerking back as she exclaimed, “You know I don’t do that!”

Steve was well aware of Jessica’s aversion to oral sex, but that had never deterred him from attempting to persuade her throughout their marriage. “C’mon Jessica,” he coaxed, his voice a husky whisper, “it’s not that bad. It’s just skin, just another body part in your mouth. Lots of women love doing it!”

He could see the flash of anger in Jessica’s eyes, her cheeks flushing with indignation. “If it’s not so bad,” she retorted, her voice sharp as a whip, “then why don’t you try it? What gives you the right to tell me it isn’t that bad if you’ve never tried it before? How do you know?”

Steve looked up at Jessica, his eyes wide with surprise and a flicker of nervousness. Was she actually suggesting that he experience the act himself? The air between them crackled with tension, the silence thick with unspoken words.

Before he could think about what he was going to say, he blurted out, “How would that even work?” Immediately, he began to regret his words as a wry, almost wicked smile began to form on Jessica’s face.

“Oh, I have many toys that you can try. Of course, they are nothing compared to the real thing....There’s no cum shooting into your mouth. Still, I think you’ll understand why I don’t like giving blowjobs after I take one of my dildos and fuck your mouth with it.”

Steve’s heart began racing, and he had trouble thinking. “Wait a minute, Jessica, I never agreed to suck on a cock. I’m not gay!” Steve exclaimed as his face began to turn a distinct shade of red.

“Who said anything about you being gay? Just because I face fuck you with one of my dildos doesn’t make you gay! Now, lie back, put your head on the pillow, and close your eyes. I promise I’ll be gentle...at first!” Jessica mischievously laughed. Despite his conflicted thoughts, Steve found himself turned on even more by the prospect of having his wife penetrate his virgin mouth with one of her hard, thick, realistic cocks.

As he placed his head on the pillow, Jessica leaned in, her lips gently brushing against Steve’s. She ran her tongue playfully around the edges of his mouth, her hands tracing the length of his torso before gripping his rock-hard manhood. Suddenly, she plunged her tongue deep into his mouth, a rhythmic dance of advance and retreat, mimicking the act of lovemaking. Steve’s lips parted into a perfect ‘O’, his senses overwhelmed by her passionate assault.

“That was just a teaser,” Jessica whispered, her breath hot on his ear. “Seems like you’re a natural, Steve.” Before he could process her words, her tongue retreated, replaced by something much larger, more insistent. A thick flesh, smooth and bulbous, pressed against his lips, demanding entrance. Steve’s eyes widened in shock as his mouth stretched to accommodate the sudden intruder. He choked and spluttered, his throat filling with an unfamiliar fullness. Just as suddenly, the pressure eased, the thick shaft withdrawing, leaving him gasping and wide-eyed.

“Shh, it’s okay, Steve,” Jessica cooed, her voice a sultry purr. “That was a good first try, but you made a rookie mistake.” She chuckled, her fingers tracing the outline of his jaw. “You see, when I pushed my cock into your throat, you scraped it with your teeth. Remember how you screamed at me for doing that on our honeymoon?” She leaned down, her breath hot on his face. “You’ll have to do better if you want to be a real cock sucker, Steve.” Her voice was a teasing whisper, a challenge issued.

“Real cocksucker! I’m not a cocksucker!” Steve exclaimed.

Jessica, standing over her husband, gripped the base of the eight-inch rubber cock that jutted obscenely from her hips. She watched as Steve, lying on the bed, fought to take the entire length into his mouth. The rubber cock glistened with his saliva, his lips stretching wide to accommodate the girth.

“You’ve got the whole damn thing in your throat, Steve,” Jessica said, her voice laced with a mix of mockery and lust. “That makes you my little cock sucker, doesn’t it?” She withdrew slightly, then pushed forward again, watching as he struggled to take it all. “Now, tuck those lips over your teeth. I don’t want you scraping my cock. Get your mouth good and wet, slut.” She emphasised her words with a sharp thrust, causing Steve to gag slightly.

Steve felt a surge of humiliation and pleasure as he complied, tucking his lips over his teeth and working up more saliva to lubricate the rubber cock. He looked up at Jessica, his eyes watering from the effort, but also burning with a newfound desire to please her, to show her he could suck that cock better than she ever could.

Jessica began to move her hips in a slow, steady rhythm, fucking Steve’s mouth with her strap-on. She watched as he closed his eyes, feeling every inch of the rubber cock as it slid in and out of his mouth. Saliva dripped down the sides of his chin, his face flushing red with exertion as the cock hit the back of his throat.

“That’s it, take my cock, you little bitch,” Jessica groaned, her hips moving faster now. “It’s just a piece of rubber in your mouth, isn’t it? A big, thick cock filling your throat.” She grabbed a handful of his hair, tugging his head back slightly to change the angle of her thrusts.

Steve’s face was slick with sweat, his eyes wide open and locked onto Jessica’s. In that moment, something shifted between them. Jessica felt a rush of power and dominance as she watched her husband squirm beneath her, his mouth full of her cock. She felt in control, completely and utterly. Steve, pinned to the bed, felt vulnerable, powerless, but also more aroused than he had ever been. His own cock was rock hard, leaking precum onto his stomach as he took the aggressive face fucking from his wife. His hands gripped the sheets tightly, knuckles white as he held on for the ride.

Steve could feel his cock throbbing, pulsing with each thrust of Jessica’s silicone dick into his mouth. His lips stretched wide to accommodate the thick shaft, saliva pooling at the corners of his mouth as he struggled to take it all. Suddenly, he realised he was matching Jessica’s rhythm, his head bobbing back and forth, his mouth fucking the length of her dildo in sync with her strokes. The sensation of the hard cockhead hitting the back of his throat sent waves of pleasure crashing through his body.

“Ugh! I’m cumming!” Steve moaned around the cock in his mouth, his own dick erupting in a surge of release.

Jessica leaned down, her hand wrapping around Steve’s pulsating cock, collecting the ropes of cum that shot from his tip. “I’m not going to let this cum go to waste!” she said, her voice husky with lust. “You’re going to get the full blowjob experience!” She smeared his cum along the length of her dildo, coating it thoroughly. Then, she slid the cum-lubed dick back into his mouth, the salty, sweet taste of his own release mixing with his saliva and the sweat dripping from his brow. His body convulsed with pleasure as she fucked his mouth again.

“My God, you’re good at this!” Jessica purred, her hips still rocking back and forth upon his leg as her dildo slid in and out of Steve’s willing mouth. Steve’s eyes watered, but it wasn’t from the physical exertion of having his mouth fucked by a rubber cock. No, these were tears of humiliation and pleasure, a heady mix that he never thought he’d experience in his entire life.

His cock throbbed, still hard and slick with his own cum and Jessica’s spit. The taste of himself lingered on his tongue, and to his utter disbelief, he found it strangely arousing. He had always been taught that homosexuality was a sin, and yet here he was, on his knees, with his wife’s strap-on dildo deep inside his mouth, and he was loving every second of it.

As if reading his mind, Jessica purred, “I told you that you’d be a natural at this, Steve. Who knew the big, tough, straight man had a little cock slut inside him, just waiting to come out?” She chuckled at her own joke, but there was a note of pride in her voice that Steve had never heard before.

He couldn’t believe it either. This wasn’t him. This wasn’t the man his father had raised him to be. And yet, here he was with his wife’s dildo in his mouth, and he couldn’t get enough of it. His cock twitched at the thought of her words, of her approval, and he knew right then and there that he’d do anything she asked of him, as long as she kept calling him her little cock slut.

As Jessica withdrew her dildo one last time, Steve’s mouth remained open in a perfect ‘O’, his tongue extended, craving more. He leaned forward, desperate for another taste. “Ohhh! What was this about not being a cock sucker?!” Jessica teased, a wicked grin spreading across her face. “I’d say that you are more than an eager cock sucker now! Maybe you should try the real thing next!”

Steve fell back onto the bed, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. His mind swirled with a mix of humiliation and satisfaction while considering Jessica’s suggestion. Could he handle having a man’s real dick in his mouth?