I looked over at Jenna and frowned a little bit, the watched seemed so out of place now, I’d have to do something about that.
“Hey babe, can you come over here and give me a blowjob?” I announced as it really wasn’t a question.
Jenna looked over at me with a giant grin on her face, “Oh my gawd, like of course! giggle“
Then she wiggled her ass over, knelt down between my legs, and got to work.
It was a far cry from the old Jenna, the Jenna that hardly deemed me worth acknowledgement, let alone oral. We’d been married for three years when she’d “decided” that sex was too much of a chore and that I should “take care of myself” instead of bugging her.
It wasn’t like there was a lot of sex going on before her announcement, the traditional birthday blowjob, an anniversary missionary fuck, and maybe if I was lucky once or twice more a year when “she was in the mood”.
It turned out though that what she saw as a choice to make her life easier, had in reality been a choice to give me more time to work on my hobbies, including my latest, neral transmission in the body.
With more time on my hands, and no real work as Jenna’s family wealth made our lives easy, I’d focused on what I thought would be a way to improve leaning in those with disabilities. Six months later, I realized I’d discovered a way to “train” anyone, on anything, weather they wanted to learn it or not.
The hardware had been a little bulky at first, so I contracted out, very carefully, to companies that could miniaturize parts of it, then I put it all together in the watch that Jenna was now wearing.
At the time it had matched her style quite well. Lots of jewelry, dresses, and high fashion, so that’s how I’d made it.
Now that I’d “trained” all that out of her, well, it looked gaudy on her wrist.
Jenna was, well, low class now.
Cut off jeans, t-shirts tied around her mid-riff, showing off lots of cleavage, lots of makeup, and a valley girl vocabulary with a scant few words of more than two syllables.
The most important thing though, was she’d learned that her body was the most important thing about her… and how she could use it to please her husband of course.
She spent lots of time in our home gym now making sure she was in perfect shape, an as much time online watching porn to be the perfect sex partner for me.
I looked down at her bobbing head and smiled, grabbed a clump of her hair and pulled her up off my shaft. Her eyes were wild as they darted between my dick and my face, unsure of why I’d pulled her off of me.
“Like, please baby… I need to suck your cock!” she begged with sincere need in her voice.
I smiled and nodded, “Show me your tits.”
Her hands flew to her top and pulled it off as quickly as she could, then she pushed her tits together and wrapped them around my dick.
“You want a titty fuck baby? I looooove your cock between my tits! giggle“
I let go of her hair and she bent over a little, so that as she stroked down she could lick and suck the tip of my dick for a moment before stroking back up.
“God baby, your cock is so amazing! I need your cum all over my tits and face!” she continued, bouncing up and down faster and faster, desperately trying to get me to cum.
It didn’t take much longer before she got what she wanted and giggled and squealed with each stream of my jizz that hit her body. Her body spasmed with the last spurt as her orgasm crested as well. Then she dove back down onto me, sucking each and every last drop of cum she could get from my balls.
I reached over and grabbed my phone as she did so, making a note to myself to order a new watch for her, something cheap and plastic looking, but that would still hold the equipment I needed.
Then I pulled up the control app and added in a new lesson plan:
"Big fake tits make me more useful as a fuck doll."I hit save and put my phone aside again as I enjoyed Jenna’s masterful oral skills. It was too bad that her titty fucks were substandard, but that wouldn’t be the case for much longer.
