Page 2 of Loving Her: The Kinky Affair

I looked at him with pity running through me and the desire for vengeance for everything he had put me through, demanding that I be defiant. But in that split second, I felt that it would be unfair to be cruel to Kyle. I was deluded by love that had remained unexplainable to me.

“Samantha, ride on. Make this man enjoy you," I said, to everyone's surprise.

“Oh yes, baby. I am going to suck his thing first,” Samantha responded and jumped off Kyle’s cock. Immediately her mouth had covered his dick, moving up and down.

“You had better enjoy it,” I whispered to Kyle when I got closer to him.

“What do you say?” Samantha asked.

“He heard me,” I said and sat to watch Samantha licking the big vein on the belly side of Kyle’s cock and sucking its bulbous head, even though I had no enjoyment doing that.

It was strange how much pain I felt trying to punish my husband. I had begun to wonder what gave him much joy in his treatment of me that he had kept on it while here I was unable to enjoy seeing him fucked by a friend.

Yet, I persisted. I hid my insecurity and unhappiness from Kyle while I gazed at his dick between Samantha’s lips. When Samantha looked at me just before she mounted Kyle’s cock a second time that day, I had given her a brief sweet smile ofapproval. As though I had urged her on, she smirked at me, smacked Kyle, and mounted his dick.

I looked on as she rode him gently until he began to moan. Kyle’s moaning, whether real or done to spite me, changed the temperature in the room. Samantha increased her jerking of his dick, and how she twisted her hips showed that she was tightening her vaginal walls around him.

I observed like a learner in the act of sex even though there was nothing there to learn. I could do the same thing to Kyle if he had let me. But I had been his sub and gotten used to being fucked and controlled.

Three months into my reign as the dominatrix, I still shuddered to see Samantha whipping my already restrained husband and commanded him to lift his waist to fuck her too.

“Don’t make me the only one slamming you. Come on, boy, give it to me,” she ordered him.

I became wet and jealous seeing the show Samantha had sex with Kyle and made him do what she wanted. I hadn’t done that to him before. But I felt Kyle was also faking his reaction.

He hadn’t praised Samantha’s cunt and the scent that came out of it like he used to do with mine. Also, Kyle hadn’t sucked her pussy. It gave me the sense that he was only faking his reaction and that, truly, my pussy was the best.

I was smiling when Kyle’s eyes met mine, and he froze. Then, what I did to him next shocked him and Samantha.

“Eat my pussy, boy,” I said as I sat over Kyle’s face.

Kyle’s face glowed at my offer. I felt his tongue on my horn and creamy folds before he licked inside of my hole. I had not done this with him in three months of my being in charge. Now, it felt different.

“Eat the damn thing,” I screamed as I rocked my buttocks on his face.

I felt Kyle’s lips on my folds as though he was eating them. It sent a sweet sensation all over my body. I almost confessed how much I had missed him and the things we did until three months ago.

“Come on, fuck me harder as you eat her,” Samantha screamed.

“Kyle, fuck her dead. Fuck her as you used to fuck me,” I said as I slammed my pussy on him.

Kyle was unable to respond. Even if he had wanted to, he couldn't, as I didn't give much of a breathing space. I looked at him to see if he was alright, and his expression was the cutest I had seen of him in three months. I stroked his head, and I could feel the livewire from my hands in his body.

“Oh, baby boy, make me cum. I am coming now,” Samantha howled.

I had no qualms with him making my friend have an orgasm. Of what use is sex if it can't be enjoyed, if the woman cannot have satisfaction? I stroked Kyle’s head again to encourage him to do to Samantha what he forbade me from enjoying with his friends.

When Samantha fell over to a side on the bed, I knew she had reached the highest point of her desire. Her juice was on her thigh as she curled on the bed. I wished Kyle's tongue would make me cum too, and I imagined him doing that.

But nothing happened, and seeing that he had released his fish too, I stood from his face to let him breathe properly. With his lips having my fluid on them, I went down to his groin and ensured his seed didn’t go to waste. My tongue on Kyle’s cock sent him into a frenzy.

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Chapter Two

It's been one month since I gave Kyle a rare treat of eating my creamy pussy and sucking his dick until he sent his seed down my throat. It was so salty and bitter that I almost threw up.

It wasn't my first time tasting his seed, but it had been a long time since I did, and with us not on good terms, his sperm in my guts was the last thing I should do. But I did, anyway. Kyle loved it, and his mood changed.

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