A well deserved rest and necessary talk

Hellen pulls out her cock from Mark’s wet pussy, she takes a step back and watches a well-fucked redhead pant on her table. Slowly white cum started appearing at the girl’s entrance. She couldn’t believe what had just happened. She had fucked her husband and came inside him using his own body. Hellen’s eyes carefully drifted to her husband’s disheveled face, hoping they wouldn’t be angry at her game. What she saw surprised her, it wasn’t anger but a tired smile, similar to what she would have whenever he had fucked her near comatose.

Hellen started laughing, he now understood why he liked seeing her like that, it was a medal of honor for men. “I see you have enjoyed our little game, honestly I wasn’t sure you’d be okay with this.”

Mark tried to focus his eyes on Hellen but gave up halfway. “Well, I will say that it was unexpected and off-putting in the beginning.” He slurred while remaining on the table. “But this body is too horny to care. Though, if possible, I’d prefer not to look at my own face next time. Especially combined with your maniacal grin.”

Hellen stepped to the side of Mark so he could see her better from his slumped over position. “I don’t remember hearing you complain about it at all though.” She pulled some of Marks fire red hair out of his face. “Actually, I remember you begging like a dirty whore for my cock”

Mark pouted and grunted. “That was just for the roleplay, it means nothing.”

Hellen passed her finger over his cum filled pussy causing him to moan loudly. “Yeah, right, totally just roleplay.” she teased.

As Mark was about to object, Hellen shoved her cum covered finger into his mouth. His eyes went wide, and he shot up from the table. Hellen’s finger left his juicy lips with a pop, completely void of any cum. Mark spit out the cum and gave Hellen a dirty look. “Hellen, that was unnecessary and cruel!”

Even from such a small body Hellen felt his annoyance. She bowed her head and shrank back a bit. She realized that maybe she pushed a bit too hard with that last bit. Mark went to the kitchen and Hellen could hear the tap running. She could only presume that he was washing out his mouth. She had tried to feed him his own cum earlier in the relationship but that didn’t go well either.

Mark frustratedly grabbed some tissues to wipe his pussy clean. ‘What was she thinking? She knew he didn’t enjoy that.’ He opened the tap and quickly tried to wash his mouth out. The last time they tried it he was open to at least trying but he hated it. This time it was worse, his mind hated every bit of the experience, however this stupid maid body loved every drop of it.

After washing his mouth for the fourth time and feeling confident his pussy was done leaking her went back to the living room where Hellen sat on one of the chairs.

Mark sat on the couch pulling his legs up, curled up in a ball. They sat there in silence, neither knowing what to say to the other. Hellen knew she was in the wrong but couldn’t find the words for it. Mark didn’t enjoy the mood shift any more than Hellen did. He knew Hellen didn’t want to hurt him, he felt he was right to react on her actions, but maybe he had pushed her back a bit too harshly.

Mark eventually broke the nerve wrecking silence between them. “I’m sorry if I hurt your feelings with how I reacted. Maybe I got a bit too upset.”

Hellen just kept staring at her feet, for a moment Mark wondered whether she had even heard him. She started mumbling and babbling. Mark had to listen carefully to even understand what she was saying. “I’m sorry … didn’t … I should’ve known … you shouldn’t apologize … I don’t know why I … you told me before … probably hate me.”

Mark stood up and walked over to his doppelganger who was now crying in the chair. He saw how her own choices and regrets had started eating at her. Mark kneeled in front of Hellen caressing her cheek trying to soothe her. “It’s okay honey, it’s okay.”

Hellen shook her head, lifting up to look Mark in the eyes. “It’s not, why don’t you hate me? I lost control and took this too far. It didn’t even occur to me whether you would enjoy my little plan. I made you suck your own cock for fuck’s sake, how twisted is that?” she exclaimed before letting her head fall again.

Mark shook his head, this wasn’t the end all cliff she made out to be, it was more a magical speedbump. Yes, he was angry at first, but he couldn’t and wouldn’t let this get between them if he still had options. “Listen to me Hellen” he pulled her head back up by the chin. “I don’t hate you because I love you and I know you. you get caught up in the moment and stop thinking. It happened before and it was doomed to happen. Luckily it was a minor thing, we’ll talk about how we can improve the situation like we always do. I don’t blame you entirely, we should have reconsidered our boundaries before playing.”

Hellen looked into his new eyes and even though they had a different color and shape, she still saw Mark in them. The way he looked at her when things were tough between them. ‘Stern yet caring, the eyes she trusted, the eyes she had fallen in love with’

Hellen nodded and took a deep breath to recollect herself. Mark had let go of her but hadn’t left her side. Eventually Hellen grabbed the courage needed to ask Mark a few questions. “Hey so, did you at least enjoy the sex?” Her tone was cautious with a hint of curiosity.

Mark couldn’t help but snort a bit. He cocked his head and raised an eyebrow “No, I didn’t, couldn’t you tell by how ‘dry’ I was. I couldn’t help but scream and moan about how I wasn’t enjoying it. the pounding into the table, the tightness of the pussy, even the smell. Horrible. 0/10, would never want again.”

Hellen was a bit slow on the sarcasm but soon realized what he was saying. “Okay, seriously though I enjoyed it, I had no idea how incredible the female orgasm feels, I almost don’t want to go back. I will say I don’t like the idea of my own body fucking me and the last part after the sex didn’t sit well with me, but I didn’t even mind the blowjob as much as I thought I would.” He admitted.

Hellen felt relieved that her husband enjoyed some of the things she had done. “I’m still sorry, It- it was wrong of me just to assume everything was different.”

Mark stood up and grabbed her broad shoulder. “Let’s change back and deal with dinner, after that we’ll talk about some new boundaries and what our plan is regarding this new discovery. Does that sound like a plan?”

Hellen nodded in agreement before getting a weak grin on her face. “don’t forget, I get to decide on what.”