A Hotwife Discovers the Power of Denial…and Uses It for Her Pleasure - Part 3

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“Louis, would you get me a beer,” Brad said. It wasn’t phrased as a question, either. He was effectively issuing an order while sitting on Louis’s couch and waiting for Kaylee to emerge from the bedroom.

Louis didn’t argue, though. He didn’t even feel a desire to argue. If anything, he felt a desire to get up and retrieve a beer from the fridge. “Sure,” Louis said as he stood and made his way to the kitchen. He grabbed a bottle – Brad’s preferred type – popped the top, and returned to the living room.

“Thanks,” Brad said before taking a long sip. “So, I hear you made some sacrifices to ensure that Kaylee looked good for the charity ball.”

Louis sat in the armchair – Kaylee would be joining Brad on the couch – and nodded. “I did.”

Brad flashed a confident smile. “She looked exquisite, Louis. Your sacrifice was well worth it.” He took another sip of his beer and added, “Worth it for me, at least. Did it feel worth it for you?”

“Of course it did,” Kaylee said as she stepped into the living room. “Louis desperately wants to fuck me, after all, and he knows that he needs to work exceptionally hard – and to be willing to make sacrifices – if he has any hope of being welcomed into my pussy. The sacrifices he made to ensure I looked good for you, Brad, brought him a little bit closer to fucking me again, and I’m sure Louis thinks that was well worth it. Isn’t that right, sweetie?”

Louis watched Kaylee sit on the couch and cuddle up next to Brad. He put his arm around her and they shared a kiss as she let her fingers drift between his legs for a little bit of teasing.

“Yes, that’s right,” Louis said when Kaylee looked over at him.

“It’s amazing the lengths a man like Louis will go to have sex,” Kaylee said as she turned to Brad. “He’s not like you, after all. He’s not good enough for me to want to have sex with him, not when I have you. Why would I welcome his disappointing little dick into me when I could have yours whenever I want it?”

“I’m not sure,” Brad replied with a smile.

“I’m not either,” Kaylee said. “That’s why Louis has to work so hard to have just one chance to slide his cock into the wet, warm pussy that you get to fuck whenever you please.”

“Whenever I please?” Brad asked.

Kaylee leaned a little closer and kissed his neck. “You know I’m yours whenever you want me. You know I can’t resist you. You know that all you have to do is ask and I’ll come running.”

Louis felt a sudden and surprising surge of jealousy. He’d never heard a woman utter those words – or anything even resembling those words – to him and he couldn’t help but wish he’d been granted that pleasure at some point in his life. He clearly wasn’t that sort of man, though, and Brad clearly was. Kaylee wouldn’t have been so enamored with him if he wasn’t.

“And what if I wanted to feel those lips of yours around my cock right now?” Brad asked. “What would you say to that?”

Kaylee smiled and kissed his neck once again. She stroked Brad’s cock – which had clearly reached an erect state – through his jeans and said, “I wouldn’t say anything. I’d simply do what you wanted. After all, a man that makes me cum as hard as you do deserves to get his cock sucked whenever he likes.”

Kaylee unzipped Brad’s pants, freed his cock, and took him in her mouth. He moaned and smiled and then his gaze found Louis’s and held it.

“When was the last time she gave you a blowjob, Louis?” Brad asked.

“Since before she started seeing you,” Louis answered.

“That’s a shame,” Brad replied. “Your wife’s mouth is incredible. You’re really missing out.”

“I know,” Louis said.

“Are you turned on right now?” Brad asked.

Louis looked away and nodded. It still felt embarrassing to admit to Brad how much he enjoyed being cuckolded.

“So, in a way, this is a reward for you,” Brad said. “You could probably whip your dick out, masturbate, and have the kind of orgasm a cuck like you enjoys as you watched your wife suck my cock. Is that right?”

Louis couldn’t quite form the word, so he nodded again.

“I’m not sure that seems right,” Brad said. “Does that seem right, Kaylee? Has Louis really earned the chance to enjoy watching you suck my cock?”

Kaylee’s head popped up from her bull’s lap and she wiped a little bit of saliva from her lips, turned to Louis, and said, “I don’t think he has. After all, a cuckold loves watching his wife suck her bull’s cock, doesn’t he?”

Louis nodded.

Kaylee turned to Brad and said, “What should we have him do while I’m sucking your cock?”

Brad smiled, reached into his pocket, and pulled out his keys. “The cuck should get my car cleaned. He should make sure it’s done thoroughly, too. In fact, he should go to the car wash that has the vacuums so he can really clean out the inside, too.”

Brad tossed his keys and Louis plucked them out of the air. He remained in the armchair, though, as he had no interest in doing what Brad wanted.

“Louis,” Kaylee began, “do you want to fuck me?”

“Yes,” Louis said.

“Haven’t I made it clear that you need to earn the right to put that disappointing dick of yours inside me?” she asked.

Louis nodded.

“Is there some reason you’re still here? Shouldn’t you be out the door and behind the wheel of Brad’s car already?” Kaylee asked. “Shouldn’t you be on your way to the car wash? Shouldn’t you be a good cuckold and do as my bull desires?”

Louis stood and revealed the bulge of his throbbing erection. As embarrassing – and frustrating – as it was to be told to wash Brad’s car, it was also a surprising source of arousal.

“Off you go,” Kaylee said before taking Brad’s cock in her mouth once more.

Brad put a hand on the back of her head and most of his shaft disappeared into her throat as he said, “If the car’s not spotless, don’t bother bringing it back. I don’t care how long it takes, Louis, if it’s not perfectly clean I won’t be happy.”

Louis turned and headed for the front door as the sounds of a vigorous blowjob filled the living room. He wasn’t sure if Kaylee would finish Brad with her mouth or if they’d have sex, but Louis was sure he wouldn’t be permitted to watch. It seemed that Brad was riding high on the power afforded to him as Kaylee’s bull and she was more than happy to go along with it, probably because it seemed to turn him on, and Kaylee was always eager to turn Brad on.

Louis got behind the wheel of Brad’s rather monstrous SUV and surveyed the inside. Thankfully, it wasn’t nearly as dirty as it could have been, meaning Louis would spend less time vacuuming another man’s car than he expected.

That wouldn’t lessen the humiliation of it, though. He was going to spend a healthy portion of his afternoon cleaning the car of the man that was enjoying his wife’s mouth – and likely her pussy – and he was doing it because it’s what Kaylee wanted. Louis wasn’t sure he’d ever done something so humiliating, and yet he couldn’t shake the continued arousal that emanated from between his legs. For that reason, he wore a smile as he backed out of the driveway and headed to the car wash. The fact that he couldn’t get the vision of Kaylee blowing her bull out of his head certainly helped keep that smile on his face. Brad was right, after all. It was a reward for Louis to watch her cuckold him. At least he had that vision to cling to as he acted like Brad’s assistant.

Louis smiled as Kaylee snuggled up next to him. He put his arm around her and inhaled the rather intoxicating scent of sex – sex with Brad, that is – that emanated from her.

“You were wonderful today,” Kaylee said before softly kissing his cheek. “Truly wonderful.”

“It was my pleasure,” Louis replied. “It’s always my pleasure, Kaylee.”

After thoroughly cleaning Brad’s car, Louis returned to the house to the sounds of sex emanating from the bedroom. The door was shut – signaling that he wasn’t welcome to come in – and he’d happily listened from the living room. When they were finished, they’d called Louis to the bedroom to bring them two glasses of water, which he’d done happily. They’d then showered together before spending a few more hours in bed, fucking twice in that span and preventing Louis from watching both times. It pained him to have to listen without being able to witness the beauty of another man’s cock penetrating her, but like any good cuckold, Louis managed to find pleasure in that pain.

Kaylee’s fingers found their way between Louis’s legs and she stroked him through his jeans. He immediately thought of her doing the same thing for Brad earlier that day and Louis couldn’t help but wish that Kaylee would take him in her mouth just like she’d done for her bull. He hoped – foolishly, perhaps – that he’d done enough to earn a blowjob from his wife.

“Brad was insatiable today,” Kaylee said softly. “It was like he couldn’t get enough of me. I think he would have fucked me again if he didn’t have that dinner meeting. He probably would have stayed the night and fucked me every few hours if he could have.”

Louis was hard as a rock, in no small part because he’d spent most of his day in a state of intense arousal without even a hint of relief from it.

“Brad liked being in control,” Kaylee said. “He liked that you were so eager to do as he instructed. He liked that I was so eager to see you do as he instructed you.”

“You did seem eager,” Louis noted.

Kaylee smiled and kissed him. She surprised Louis by parting her lips, welcoming his tongue into her mouth, and sucking on it like she was giving a blowjob. A tease, perhaps, but a remarkably effective one.

“He surprised me,” she said. “When he pulled his keys out of his pocket and told you to wash his car, that is. It was totally unexpected, and so was the reaction I had to it. I could actually feel my pussy gushing when he tossed you the keys, Louis. It was so exciting. There’s just something about a man asserting his dominance that I guess I can’t resist, because I felt like I couldn’t resist him in that moment. I felt like I would have agreed to do just about anything he wanted. I was certainly happy to suck his cock for as long as he liked.”

Louis couldn’t really do anything other than enjoy the way Kaylee stroked his cock, particularly when she unzipped his pants and freed him.

“It was wonderful of you to do as he told you,” Kaylee said. “Wonderful for me, at least. I can’t tell you how hard I came when he fucked me that first time, Louis. I know it might be terrible of me to say, but I thought of you cleaning his car while he was pounding me in our bed and it drove me absolutely wild in the best way possible.”

“It’s not terrible,” Louis said.

Kaylee kissed his neck and moaned as her hand moved up and down his stiff shaft. Precum poured from the tip and soon the sounds of a slippery handjob filled their living room, just as the sounds of a wet blowjob had filled it just before Louis left to wash Brad’s car.

“You’ve earned a reward,” Kaylee said.

There was genuine surprise in his voice as Louis asked, “I have?”

“You were so good today, Louis, and I don’t think you understand just how much you turned me on,” Kaylee said. “Brad always makes me cum so hard, but I came harder today because of your willingness – your eagerness, even – to do as he instructed. I don’t know why you did it, why you didn’t put up a fight, but it turned us both on and Brad fucked me even better than usual because of it. I came even harder than usual because of it. You’ve absolutely earned a reward.”

Louis didn’t dare dream of what his reward might be, for he feared disappointment if Kaylee was just teasing him.

“Would you like me to suck your cock, Louis?” Kaylee asked.

“Oh my god, yes,” Louis replied.

Kaylee smiled gleefully, slid off the couch, and removed his pants. She crawled between Louis’s legs, took him in her mouth, and swallowed his cock with ease.

“Holy fuck,” Louis said. “Kaylee, that feels amazing. Holy fuck.”

Kaylee’s head bobbed up and down in his lap as Louis lost himself in the perfect joy of the first blowjob he’d had in nearly six months.

“There’s just one thing,” Kaylee said as she looked up at him while her hand moved up and down his slick shaft. “I can’t swallow for you. Brad’s is the only cum I want inside me anymore.”

Louis felt his cock surge as his wife casually mentioned that his cum was no longer welcome in her body.

“I need you to agree to something before I let you cum in my mouth,” Kaylee said.

The mere mention of cumming in her mouth was enough to make Louis cave before she even laid out her terms. “I’ll do anything, Kaylee. Please, I will. I’ll do anything.”

Kaylee leaned forward and kissed the head of his cock. Her lips looked plump and slippery and utterly perfect and when she ran her tongue over the underside of his stiff head Louis felt his legs tremble from the pleasure of it.

“I need you to swallow your cum, Louis,” Kaylee said. “I’ll let you cum in my mouth, but then I’m going to give you your load. We’ll kiss and I’ll feed it to you. You’ll take it in your mouth without hesitation and you’ll swallow. Think of it as yet another sacrifice you can make for me.”

“I’ll do it,” Louis said.

“You’re such a good husband,” Kaylee replied.

Louis would have laughed – a willingness to swallow his cum was an absurd thing to be praised for – but Kaylee engulfed his cock in her mouth once more and all he could do was moan. The blowjob felt even better than before and Louis’s loins came alive with the delightful sensations that always occurred right before his climax.

“Kaylee, I’m close,” he said.

Louis thought of her mouth bobbing up and down on Brad’s cock. He thought of how eager Kaylee had been to blow her bull. He thought of her confession of being turned on at Brad tossing Louis his keys and ordering him to take the car to be washed. He thought of how Kaylee had cum so hard that day and how she’d done so with Brad’s cock inside her. He thought of how much he enjoyed being a cuckold and he unloaded in his wife’s mouth for the first time in nearly six months.

“Oh, fuck, I’m cumming!” he cried out.

Kaylee sealed her lips around the head of Louis’s cock and held still. He didn’t see a single drop escape her mouth as she pulled off his cock, stood up, and bent over until her lips hovered over Louis’s. He felt a sudden – and entirely unsurprising – lack of desire to swallow his cum as he’d agreed, but there was no fighting it now. He’d never get another blowjob if he went back on his word.

When Kaylee kissed him, Louis opened his mouth. He welcomed her tongue and the cum she’d extracted from him with an expert blowjob. Kaylee’s tongue danced with his, creating a foamy mess of the semen she’d just fed him. The taste was bad, but not repulsive, so it was rather easy for Louis to do as Kaylee desired.

“Swallow for me,” Kaylee said. “Swallow just like I swallow Brad’s cum when I suck him off. Swallow like a cuckold should.”

Louis swallowed. The cum burned as it slid down his throat and the taste lingered on his tongue, but all told it wasn’t a miserable experience.

“Did you enjoy your blowjob?” Kaylee asked.

“I really did,” Louis said.

She smiled, straddled him, and they shared another deep kiss. Louis wrapped his arms around his wife and pulled her close as she ran her fingers through his hair while their tongues danced.

“You really were wonderful today, Louis,” she whispered.

“You were too,” he replied.

“Keep it up and you’ll get to fuck me again,” Kaylee said. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

“I’m desperate to fuck you,” Louis replied. The blowjob was wonderful, but it hadn’t done much to satiate his hunger for sex with his wife.

“I know you are,” she replied. “It’s a shame your desperation turns me on so much. I’d probably be more willing to let you fuck me if I didn’t find it so exciting. That just means you’ll have to work harder to earn my pussy, Louis. Will you work hard for it?”

“I will,” Louis answered.

He had no sense of what Kaylee would make him do before she’d be willing to fuck him, but much to his surprise, that was part of the excitement. After all, Louis had found it oddly thrilling to wash Brad’s car while he got his cock sucked by Kaylee, and perhaps that was just the start of the fun they were going to have.