Literotic asexstories – Two Toms and a Brain Cell Ch. 07 by MothBoi,MothBoi
4 Years Later
Pale sunlight shined in through the kitchen windows, while the smell of curry began wafting through the house. Casey stood over the hot stove, stirring meat and vegetables together with a well-spiced sauce. He felt it was the perfect thing to make for a cold winter’s evening and it had been one of his fallback recipes for some time. But he wasn’t just cooking for himself anymore; now he was cooking for his breadwinning wife too.
After several years of dating and bringing up the idea, Ash finally popped the question. He said yes of course, and they had a full wedding (albeit a role-reversed one) and Casey basically went full househusband mode after their honeymoon. By that point, she’d gotten a promotion at work, so she was being paid well enough to provide for both. Incidentally, he was a good cook, didn’t mind cleaning, and hated his previous job, so it felt like a natural arrangement.
The finishing touches for dinner were just being put together, when he heard someone open the door. Lowering the heat so he could step away for just a moment, he headed to the foyer and saw Ash taking her shoes off. Having just come back from work, she was wearing a black suit along with a cat-themed tie that he’d given her for her birthday.
“Welcome home, honey!” He greeted.
“Hey, how’s your day been?” She looked up to see her husband wearing a pink apron and a cream-colored sweater. He was softly smiling as he folded his hands, exuding a soft and comforting aura. As tiring as work was, coming home to such a sight made it more bearable.
“Doing good, it’s pretty quiet around here. I’m making some curry, and was actually getting close to done when you got home.” Hands behind his back, he leaned over. “So, would you like dinner, a bath, or me?” He gave her a wink.
She tilted her head as she loosened her tie. Sometimes he would try to seduce her as soon as she came back from work, and his attempts were usually effective. “Dinner’s not getting any warmer, and I’ll never say no to your cooking. But as soon as we’re done, you’re going to get it.”
“Oh really? What are you going to do to me?”
“You’ll see soon enough.”
After dinner was ready, he served up two steaming plates of curry with rice. The married couple sat together at the table to eat their meal.
“I was wondering about something.” Casey started, waiting for the food to cool down.
“Shoot.”
“Well, we’ve been married over a year now, so I guess I was just wondering if having kids was on the table.”
Ash swallowed her tea wrong and started coughing violently. “Kids?!”
He was regretting bringing up the topic already, but he decided to finish his thought anyway. “I mean, we’ve fucked a lot but the topic hasn’t come up. Just wanted to know what your thoughts were.”
She drank some more tea and cleared her throat. “Yeah, uhm…no. I’ve just always sucked with kids, so I don’t like the idea of having one or even multiple running around. Too much commitment and responsibility, y’know? I’m afraid I’d traumatize them somehow.” She leaned back in her chair. “Besides, if either one of us got pregnant, it’d be you.”
“I still don’t understand how you’d manage that.” She kept making that same joke, but she always said it in such a serious manner that it almost felt real. As if, for a brief second, he lived in a world where she was physically capable of putting a baby in him.
“What’d I tell you, kitten? Nature always finds a way.”
“But I don’t have a womb…”
Resting her elbow on the table, she leaned forward. “Nature finds a way.”
He let out a sigh, an accepting smile on his face. “Well, I guess that’s a ‘no’ on that front. I wouldn’t mind having kids personally, but I’m happy if it’s just the two of us. Unless we wanted to get a pet or something.”
“Well, I’ve already got a kitten, so a dog would be nice.”
At that point, she’d called him “kitten” so many times that it almost ceased to be a sex thing, although he was reminded of it each time she accidentally called him that around friends (mercifully, she was better at holding her tongue during family gatherings). Being her kitten was just what he was, it felt as natural as any other pet name at that point.
Once they finished dinner, they started cleaning up the kitchen. He was just about to put the last few utensils in the dishwasher when she came up and embraced him from behind.
“Almost done there?” She asked.
“Yes, and why do you ask?” He felt her heavy heartbeat on the back of his head. Ash was many things, but she was not subtle. This didn’t stop him from being coy.
“What was that you said about dinner, a bath, or you?” She thrusted her hips against his ass, making him perk up. “Not necessarily in that order, but I’d very much like all 3.”
“Just let me finish, and we’ll start.”
“Good…”
He could tell by her tone of voice that she was really horny. He had to wonder if his light teasing was really that effective or if she was in the mood to begin with. After finishing off the last few dishes, which only took a minute, he went looking for her. It turned out she was in the hallway, and she quickly made her move.
Grabbing him by the thighs, she lifted him up and pinned him against the wall. He threw his arms around her, while her body pressed against his. She leaned in and kissed him, quickly sticking her tongue into his mouth. He’d put on some weight since they got married, but she was strong enough that she could still womanhandle him and toss him around in bed.
As the two embraced, she started grinding her crotch against him. It made him crave a pegging and turned him on even more. She could feel his dick growing underneath his sweatpants, straining against the cloth as it pushed against her hard abs.
After several minutes of making out, she pulled out. Her hands had migrated, and now she was holding him up from below. Her hands gripping his fat ass and feeling his long and thick shaft through his pants was enough to drive her wild.
“Now…I wonder what exactly kitten was craving.” She wondered. “Does he want my strap? Or maybe he wants to be inside me? Or both, in that order?”
“Yes!” His breath only got heavier. When she started acting like that, it was like his mind melted.
“Yes what?”
“Yes, I want you to peg me then fuck me!”
“Good boy. Now, I’ll prepare my strap. Don’t move.” She set him down, then disappeared into their bedroom. He was practically shaking with anticipation.
After a few minutes, she came back with her lubed-up dragon dildo strapped to her crotch. She was wearing nothing but her white collared shirt, which had been unbuttoned all the way down. Along with the strap, she’d brought an extra toy: his collar and leash. It was rather expected at that point.
He smiled a little when she put the collar around his neck. The look she was giving him was enough to make his heart explode; it was loving yet domineering. Grabbing his leash, she led him to the living room. Only to surprise him when she laid down on the couch.
“Wait, you want me to ride you?” He asked, not expecting her to do that.
“I’ve pegged you so many times, but I thought it’d be fun if we did this just to spice things up. Plus, I get a different view of all your cute little reactions and faces!”
“I…see.” He cleared his throat, before stripping down.
She turned her head to watch him. He took off the sweater and pulled his sweatpants and underwear off. She admired his belly and noticed that his thighs and ass seemed to have gotten bigger.
A little nervous, he climbed on top of her. He found himself breathing heavily, sitting on her while he could feel the dildo on his ass. Raising his hips, he grabbed her strap and gently put it in. He felt its thickness spreading him out as it slid in deeper. He started moving, getting himself used to it and gradually sliding further down her pole.
She rested her hands behind her head, intently watching him. She liked pegging him in missionary because of sights like this: his blushing face as he let out breathy moans and whimpers. The fact that he had to move himself added to it, now she was seeing how he pleased himself.
“Having fun, kitten?”
“Yes…” the dildo pushed deep into him, tickling his prostate along the way. It was embarrassing to ride a dildo while she watched him, and it didn’t help that she’d busted out her biggest strap for the occasion.
“You can touch me if you want.” She said. “I think that’ll make watching you a little more fun.”
“Okay.” Wasting little time, he grabbed her boobs. They were so big and soft that his hands sank into them. It felt almost heavenly, feeling up her fat tits while he rode her strap.
Sitting down on the dildo, he started moving his hips around. He leaned forward and moaned softly, letting the strap grind deeply into him while he continued to fondle her boobs. Once he leaned over her, he could start to feel his cock rubbing against her solid, well-defined abs.
“Now you’re just making me horny…” watching him ride her would’ve been enough on its own, but having her boobs touched while feeling his hot dick on her abs was too much. Without warning, she reached out and grabbed him by the hips. Unable to control herself anymore, she thrusted upward.
He let out a girly moan, startled by the sudden movement. She pushed with such strength that he was bucked up with each thrust.
“So intense…!” He sighed, feeling his bussy getting torn up by his master.
“You know the effect you have on me.” She growled. “I’ve held back until now, but seeing you bounce and moan on it drove me crazy.” She smacked his ass. “I’m gonna make you come so hard, slut!”
Trying his best not to squeal, he let out a high-pitched whimper. She was right, he seduced her and got what he wanted.
Ash kept fucking him from below like that and got the full view of his rock-hard dick dribbling with precum while a perverted expression crossed his blushing face. She spanked him again, making his ass bounce on her crotch.
With a final thrust, she pushed him up and he came. Cum burst out of his dick and he started to shake from the rough prostate orgasm she’d just given him. They both took a moment to catch their breath in the afterglow.
Sitting up, she wrapped her muscular arms around his soft body. “As much as I love pegging you, it’s not fair if only one of us cums.” She whispered in his ear, tugging on his collar. “I’m going to fuck you, and I’m not letting you off your leash until I’m satisfied.”
“Yes, master.”
She chuckled. “That’s a good kitten.”
He raised his hips until the strap popped out of his hole, and was just about to get up when she suddenly grabbed him again. She picked him up and started carrying him bridal style.
“Oh!” Not expecting her to do that, he looked up at her.
“I remember when I carried you off like this during our wedding.” She smiled, heading to their bedroom. “I still got it!”
Ash plopped him on the bed, then took the strap off. Her shirt was tossed in the laundry, and she put her hands on her hips as she looked down at her cute little house husband. He was lying on his side seductively, twirling his leash. She couldn’t help but notice that he was hard again too, which was unsurprising. He drove her crazy, and the effect was mutual.
Joining him in bed, she playfully pushed him over so he was laying on his back. Holding his leash, she grabbed his huge cock and brought down her hips. As expected from her behavior that evening, she was very wet and his dick easily slid in.
She pulled his leash and started to ride him. He let out a soft moan, both from having his leash tightened and also from feeling his wife’s pussy. Her insides were incredibly hot, and his dick was being marked with her juices. It felt strange that when she rode him, it was a totally different vibe than when it was the other way around. When he rode her dildo, all he could do was moan and shake his hips. But when she was riding his fat cock, she remained in complete control. It didn’t matter who was being penetrated; she was the master, and he was her kitten.
Bringing her upper body down, she continued to hold his leash while his face was buried in her boobs. “Suck them bitch.” She commanded.
She didn’t need to tell him twice. Wrapping his lips around her stiff nipple, he started licking and sucking on her tit. All the while she kept roughly fucking him, letting out growls and deep groans. He was letting out girly moans, although they were muffled by her boobs. Completely in control, she was hitting all the right spots; her clit smacked against his crotch, while she made his dick hit her g-spot and grind deep into her belly. It was an intense pleasure that spread through her whole body, and one she could only feel when she was fucking him.
She tightly gripped his head, feeling him suck her fat tits like a hungry child. He felt her whole body tense up and her breath got rougher. It was obvious she was getting close, so he wrapped his arms around her and started bucking his hips in rhythm to her movement. She grunted, before letting a stifled moan. She squirted, climaxing while his dick pushed all the way inside. Feeling her climax just pushed him over the edge, and his dick spurted out cum.
She laid on top of him for a moment, her breath deep and ragged. Once she caught her breath, she raised her upper body up. She looked down on Casey, who had finally gotten some fresh air again. “I could go all night at this rate…” she said.
“Same here.” Still inside her, his dick twitched and got hard again. Although having it up too long gave him a headache, having a wife like her had helped him build up more stamina.
She perked up when she felt it. “Holy shit…” she grabbed his leash and tugged on it “you’re real eager to please, huh kitten?”
“I just want master to feel good.”
“You’ve more than succeeded there.” Forcing his upper body to rise by pulling his leash, she used her free arm to lock him in. He looked up at her lovingly, her boobs against his neck while his arms embraced her. The feeling of her hard muscles was a contrast to her soft chest. “And you’re about to make me feel even better.”
As if she was in a rut, she started fucking him while they were both upright. She kept pushing and grinding against his crotch, feeling her hard clit rubbing against her pet while his monstrous cock stirred around inside her.
“Please…” he breathed heavily, still holding on to her as they fucked “Harder, mommy.”
“Oh don’t say that, it’ll just make me go even more insane.” Ash ran a hand through Casey’s hair, seeing how much he was blushing. “You really want me to go harder?”
“I just expected you’d be rougher than this. Is this all?”
Of course, it wasn’t enough to ask her to fuck him harder. He had to be a brat about it. Each time he did that, she made him regret it.
Letting out an animal-like growl, she gripped his hair and slammed him back down on the mattress. She pulled out, then pushed him into the amazon position by forcing his body to go upright. Mounting high above him, she looked down on him as if he were her prey. She put his dick back in and partook in a generous meal.
He was hoping to provoke her, but it took even less effort than he’d anticipated. He merely called her abilities into question, and now she was roughly pounding him. Sweating, groaning, growling, tightly pulling his leash; she was like a beast.
They went on like that for a while longer. Both of them lost track of time after a point, but once she got like that, she could go a long time. Likewise, he’d built up an impressive endurance and was able to last through her rut.
Later that night, once they were finally done, they did some aftercare and showered together before retiring to bed.
“Did I mention how amazing that was?” Ash asked, putting her arm around Casey’s shoulder as he read a book.
“Like 10 times, yeah.”
“Oh, sorry. But it was!” She hugged him. He set his book down and hugged back.
“It was great for me too. But I don’t mean any offense by this but you seem…different tonight. Not in a bad way, just slightly different. Did something happen at work?”
“Oh, so you noticed.” She broke out of the embrace and tucked the hair behind his ears. “It’s just…when I saw you standing in the foyer after I got home, I guess I realized how lucky I was to have you. I started to worry that I don’t always express that, I guess.”
“Well you certainly express your passion with how wildly you fuck me.” He cleared his throat. “But it’s sweet that you feel that way. I don’t think you take me for granted at all if that’s what you’re worried about. Although if I had to complain, I could use extra help around the house sometimes. Mostly the cleaning, you need to clean more.”
She softly sighed. “I’ll admit I should be better about that.”
“But if it means anything, I feel lucky to have you too!” He embraced her, then kissed her passionately. He pulled out of the kiss and then said a simple “I love you.”
“Geez, you’re way too cute. C’mere!” She held him close and kissed him right back.
The couple started making out passionately, as they often did. A tomboy breadwinner and her femboy househusband, both driving each other crazy with passion and lust.
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