Learning How to Take Control of Her Marriage - Part 14

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"Have you fucked him yet?" Holly asked as she stirred the sugar into her coffee.

Sylvia shook her head. "Not yet. That will happen next weekend, though."

Her friend smiled as she lifted the mug to her lips and took a quick sip. "I have to say, I'm impressed with your ability to resist the sexual charms of that handsome firefighter. I don't really have that strength. When I'm with one of my lovers I tend to lose control, to surrender myself to my desire to get fucked by a proper man."

"I have that desire. I do, and I'm going to surrender to it this weekend," Sylvia explained. "There's something about putting it off, though, about making Levi wait."

Holly's smile brightened and she leaned forward. "I see, you like controlling Levi, too. How unexpected, Sylvia. You've gone all in on being a domme, haven't you?"

Sylvia hadn't thought of it that way, but it seemed perfectly clear after hearing Holly say it. Of course that's why she hadn't yet fucked Levi. She liked the sense of control she had over him. She liked his desperation, his unyielding desire for the pleasure of being inside her.

"I'm right, aren't I?" Holly asked.

Sylvia nodded. "I believe you are. Somehow I hadn't thought of that myself, but I believe you're right on the money, Holly. It's not like we haven't made each other cum, so there's pleasure for both of us. It's just that I clearly enjoy that sense of control I have as I build his desire through denial of the thing he wants."

"You know, he'll get even more desperate once he has it the first time," Holly shared. "You will too. I promise, Sylvia, once you fuck that fireman you're going to want him all the time. Getting your pussy licked is one thing. Getting fucked by a gorgeous, hard-working man like that is going to rock your world."

Sylvia was a little bit wet as she thought about it. She'd showered Levi in pleasure - via her hands and mouth - on multiple occasions and it was already clear that he was a different kind of man than her husband. Levi was a blue collar alpha male. His world was physical. He was attuned to his body in a way few men were. The likelihood was that the sex would be mind-blowing.

"How are things going with Shane? Is he still on board with being the submissive husband you need him to be?"

Sylvia sipped her coffee - which Troy had painstakingly made in a pour over fashion - and smiled. "There have been difficulties, but the truth is, the book is full of such genuinely good advice that I haven't really struggled to deal with any of them. I've had to punish him a few times - mostly by denying him or making him engage in the occasional humiliating task - but he always seems genuinely contrite when I remind him that he's forgotten his place, that he is no longer a traditional husband, that I'm the one in control and he's the one that submits to my every desire."

Even saying it turned Sylvia on, a further affirmation that she'd found her place in the world as a dominant wife that was fully in control of her husband and her marriage.

"I'm grateful to you, Holly," she continued. "You've changed my life."

"It's my pleasure, Sylvia. Our lifestyle isn't for every woman, of course, but it can be a genuine life-changing experience for those that connect with it."

"Agreed."

Troy came out onto the deck to inquire if they needed more coffee or anything else. They both declined and he smiled and headed back inside to resume the housework Holly had assigned him.

"When was the first time you let a lover cum inside you?" Sylvia asked.

"Good question. It was very early on, if I remember correctly. It was with the contractor that was doing our bathroom remodel. We'd fucked a few times and I had this urge - a really deep urge, if I remember - to have him cum inside me."

"Did you get tested and all that, or just take the risk?"

"Oh, no, we got tested. Both of us. I knew I was clean but I wanted him to be comfortable getting tested. He did, he was clean, and we began having unprotected sex. It was the third or fourth time we did that I made Troy clean up the mess. He absolutely hated it, though I loved it. I'd honestly never felt so powerful as when I ordered my husband to lick another man's cum out of me and he did it. That was intoxicating, so of course I was hooked."

Sylvia thought of making Shane clean her pussy. He wouldn't want to, of course. He would do it if she commanded him to, though. He was a good submissive. He was under her control. She was in charge in their marriage. It was an intoxicating thought to wield that kind of power, so of course she found herself interested in it.

"Are you thinking about unprotected sex?" Holly asked.

Sylvia nodded. "I am. I had a dream about it and something about the dream just lodged in my brain. I just like the idea of Levi cumming inside me."

"While Shane watches?"

"I haven't decided if he's going to watch or not. I kind of like the idea of both. I do think I'm going to fuck Levi in our bed, though. I was thinking a hotel room at first, but I've changed my mind on that. I want to do it at home. I want to make Shane confront the reality of the changes in our marriage and there's no better way of doing that than fucking another man in our bed."

"And I suppose you make your point even clearer by letting another man cum inside you in your bed," Holly added.

Sylvia couldn't help but smile.

"You're turned on, aren't you?"

"A little bit."

Holly reached out and gently clinked her mug against Sylvia's. "A toast to the pleasures of being a woman in charge."

"I'll drink to that."

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"Shane, darling, would you come in here?"

Shane appeared in the bedroom just a few moments later. He glanced at the lingerie set resting on the bed and clasped his hands behind his back. "What can I do for you?"

"You can dress me in the lingerie I've laid out."

Shane rushed to the bed and picked up the sheer black bra. He put it on his wife and she spun around so he could close it in the back. He picked up the sheer black panties and knelt so she could step into them. He picked up the garter belt and helped her into it. He helped her into both of the black stockings, too.

Sylvia stepped in front of the mirror and turned from side to side to ensure she looked good. "The bra isn't quite right," she said. "You need to adjust it."

She could have done that herself, of course, but she could have dressed herself, too. Making Shane do so was an act of dominance and Sylvia wanted him in a submissive headspace that evening.

Shane rushed over and fixed the bra so it looked even on both sides. He took his time with it and he seemed utterly dedicated to getting it right, a notion that put a smile on her face.

"You may kiss my pussy," she said.

Shane fell to his knees, crawled forward, and kissed Sylvia's pussy through the soft, sheer material of her panties. She could feel the warmth of his lips and she could see the love in his eyes as he looked up at her.

"Are you clear on your duties tonight?"

"I am to do whatever you desire," he replied. "I am to ensure that your night with Levi goes exceptionally well. I am not to argue, complain, or whine in any way."

She caressed his face. "That's right. I expect you to prove that you understand your place in our marriage, Shane. I expect you to behave as I've trained you to behave. I don't expect you to enjoy every element of the evening, but I do expect you to be well behaved."

"I will be."

"Would you like to lick my asshole?" He nodded. Sylvia spun around. "You may do so."

Shane pulled aside her panties, spread her cheeks, and worshiped Sylvia's asshole. She closed her eyes and thought of Levi, who would be on his way over at that moment. She thought of finally having him inside her, of feeling his perfect cock move in and out of her pussy, of feeling his body tense up as he climaxed and filled her pussy with his thick, creamy load.

"That's good," she said after a few minutes of ass worship. "Now tidy up the bedroom and bathroom. When you're done you can begin your chores. I will call you if I need anything."

Sylvia walked into the closet and found her black satin robe. She would greet Levi in it. There was no need to dress in anything more. Tonight was about sex, not courtship. He was on his way over to fuck her. Sylvia would take her time before they adjourned to the bedroom, but she wanted Levi to be humming with desire from the moment he stepped into their home.

A hungry look washed over Levi's face when Sylvia greeted him at the front door in her stockings, heels, and black satin robe with lace trim. She'd tied it loosely enough that he likely caught a glimpse of her bra, too, and his reaction was everything she wanted it to be.

Sylvia welcomed him to the house and he took her in his arms. He kissed her like a man is supposed to kiss a woman. She damn near lost herself in his desire, stopping just short of tearing off his clothes and letting him fuck her right there in the foyer.

"You look so hot," he said. "I want you so badly. You have no idea."

"Oh, I think I have some idea," she replied softly. "After all, my pussy has been soaked for you all day long."

"Is that right?"

Sylvia nodded and rubbed his cock a little through his jeans. "I can't wait to have you inside me...but let's enjoy a drink first."

She took his hand and led him to the living room. Levi sat first and Sylvia sat across his lap. She caressed his face and kissed him softly, luring his tongue into her mouth and moaning as his hand moved up her thigh, under her satin robe, and between her legs. He rubbed her pussy through the delicate panties and she could feel his cock get harder and press into her ass.

"Shane, darling, would you come in here?"

Shane appeared quickly. He seemed uncomfortable at the sight of Sylvia sitting in Levi's lap and she took a bit of delight in that discomfort. She ordered her husband to make them drinks and Shane disappeared into the kitchen. Sylvia resumed making out with her soon-to-be lover until Shane returned.

"Here you are," he said while offering two cocktails.

They each took one and Shane clasped his hands behind his back.

"To a night of fantastic pleasure for the both of us," Sylvia said as she raised her glass.

They sipped their drinks as a toast to the night ahead and then Sylvia dismissed her husband, returning him to the chores he'd been assigned.

"Will he be watching?" Levi asked.

"No. I've decided he's going to do chores while you have your way with me in our bed. I'm not entirely sure he could handle watching, but even if he could, I want this night to be about the two of us, not about my husband."

Levi sipped his drink and ran his fingers up her thigh. Again he rubbed them against her pussy, this time moving in slow circles over her clit and eliciting a beautiful moan from Sylvia.

"I can't tell you how badly I want you, Sylvia. I've spent so much time thinking about this, about..."

"About fucking me?"

He smiled and nodded.

"I promise, it's going to be even better than you've imagined. I'm going to take care of you, Levi. I'm going to make you feel so good. I'm yours as often as you want me tonight."

A look of primal lust washed over his face. He clearly liked hearing a woman talk in that manner. He kissed her. It was a possessive sort of kiss, like he was trying to take ownership of her with his lips and tongue. It felt good and Sylvia's loins tingled with desire.

Levi sipped his cocktail. "Your husband makes a good drink."

"I know," she replied with a smile. "He's gotten better at it. He's gotten better at a lot of things since I took charge of our marriage, though. It turns out that he just needed a bit of guidance to discover the best version of himself."

"He's lucky to have you."

"Yes, he is."

"I'm lucky to have met you too, by the way," Levi said. "Very, very lucky."

"Yes, you are," she replied. "Though the feeling is mutual. You turn me on in ways few men ever have, Levi, and I'm quite confident you're going to fuck me in ways few men ever have."

"I am, I can promise you that."

They talked, they drank, they flirted, they kissed, they fooled around. Eventually their glasses were empty and it was time to move to the bedroom. Sylvia stood and took Levi's hand. They kissed as he lifted the back of her robe and grabbed two handfuls of her ass. She heard Shane walk through the room. He paused for a moment and then moved on his way to whatever destination his current chore was taking him.

"I want you like I've never wanted anyone else," Levi said. "Fuck, Sylvia, I have to have you."

"I'm yours," she replied.

They hurried to the bedroom. He sat on the edge of the bed and she untied her robe and let it fall to the floor. His eyes went wide as they scanned her body. Sylvia danced for him, letting the sexiness she felt in that moment flow out of her. She approached the bed, spun around, and sat in Levi's lap once more, this time with her ass directly in his crotch. She put her hands on his knees and ground into his cock, eliciting moans of pleasure as he ran his hands over her back.

Sylvia stood and pulled him to his feet. He took off his pants as she unbuttoned his shirt. What remained beneath the outer layer of clothes was soon on the floor, leaving him naked and erect in the bedroom she shared with her husband.

Sylvia fell to her knees. She took Levi in her mouth. He didn't need a blowjob to get hard for her, but she wanted to show him her affection in that manner. She wanted to suck his cock, to show that she was more than happy to provide him with that sort of pleasure, because she was. Plus, Sylvia liked the idea of Shane walking by the bedroom and seeing his wife on her knees for another man.

The blowjob didn't last long, though. Sylvia was too turned on for that. She stood and lowered her panties. Levi crawled into the bed and onto his back. Sylvia straddled him. They kissed as she rubbed the head of his cock over her pussy lips. He moaned into her mouth as she slowly sat down on it, taking him inside her for the first time.

It was a blissful moment. Perfect, really. His cock was long and thick and it stretched her out in that manner that felt good instead of painful. More than that, though, it was blissful because it was another man's cock inside her. It was Sylvia asserting her control in her marriage and deciding that she wanted to fuck someone else, someone that could satisfy her in ways her husband couldn't. It was the culmination of so much work to train Shane to be the husband she wanted him to be and now Sylvia could reap the rewards of that training by having as much sex with Levi as she desired.

As soon as he was deep in her pussy, Sylvia leaned over to kiss her lover. He ran his hands down her back and she began to ride him while their tongues entwined. The pleasure was astounding. It felt better - so much better - than Sylvia had expected. She could scarcely believe it. She resolved to enjoy every moment of it, to savor the sensations of his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy.

"You feel so fucking good inside me," she said. "Levi...fuck...you feel so good in my pussy."

Sylvia sat up and rested her hands on his muscular chest. She leaned forward a little and rode him. The penetration was shallow and quick and the sensations moving through her body were mind-bending in the best way possible.

"This is everything I thought it would be, Sylvia. You're so fucking gorgeous and your pussy feels so fucking good."

"It's your pussy tonight, Levi."

He smiled, sat up, and deftly flipped Sylvia onto her back. The strength and skill he displayed turned her on even more and when Levi began to fuck her in missionary Sylvia knew an orgasm wasn't far behind.

"Oh my god, I'm cumming!" she cried out less than a minute later. "Levi, fuck me...fuck...I'm cumming!"

Sylvia noticed movement by the bedroom door. Shane was watching. She didn't mind. She liked that he'd come to witness her having an orgasm with another man's cock inside her. He was smart enough to move away after a short time witnessing her pleasure, too, as he was gone by the time she looked over in the aftermath of her orgasm.

"Stay inside me," she said. "I need a little break before we can resume, but stay inside me."

Levi remained inside her and they kissed as Sylvia recovered from the orgasm. They made out, really. It was long, deep, beautiful kisses they shared. It turned her on, too, getting Sylvia back to a place of pure desire quicker than she expected.

Soon enough they were fucking again. The pleasure was just as good as before. Levi was every bit the lover Sylvia thought he would be. He was strong and confident and skilled. He had a deep connection to his body and full control over how to utilize it to serve her needs and his.

When it was time for Levi to cum, Sylvia experienced a far greater level of arousal than expected. The mere notion of him unleashing in her pussy while her husband did chores was beyond thrilling and it led to Sylvia's second orgasm, which proved even more pleasurable than the first.

Levi remained inside her for quite some time as they savored the post-orgasmic sensations coursing through their bodies. They kissed. They whispered to each other about how good the sex had been. They laughed. They smiled. It was all utterly perfect.

Levi pulled out and rolled onto his back next to Sylvia. She turned, kissed him, and then rolled towards the bedroom door.

"Shane, darling, would you come in here?"

It took a handful of seconds, but Shane appeared in the doorway.

"Did you enjoy watching me cum on his cock?"

Shane nodded.

"Did you see him cum inside me?"

He shook his head.

"Come stand at the foot of the bed."

Shane walked into the room and took his place at the foot of the bed. Sylvia spread her legs and her husband's gaze shifted between them and remained there.

"Levi came inside me. He came inside your wife and it was among the most pleasurable experiences of my life."

Shane seemed uncomfortable, though his focus remained on her pussy.

"I want you to clean his cum out of my pussy," Sylvia said.

Shane looked at her with genuine fear in his eyes. He didn't say a word, though.

"I know you won't enjoy it. I know it's probably scary, especially with Levi in bed with me, but you need to do this for me, Shane. You need to lick his cum out of my pussy and swallow it. You need to show me that you understand your place in our marriage. You need to show me that you fully understand that Levi fucked me tonight because he's a superior lover when compared to you."

"Sylvia, please," Shane said.

"You need to clean my pussy," she replied. "Crawl between my legs."

Shane crawled into the bed and settled between her legs.

"Now kiss my thighs. Softly."

Levi rolled towards Sylvia and rested a hand on her one of her breasts. He kissed her neck and she couldn't help but moan. Even a gentle bit of affection from him felt fantastic.

"That's good, Shane. Now kiss my pussy lips. Very gently."

Shane did as instructed, though Sylvia could see that he was nervous about getting that close to her pussy, to the cum inside her.

"That's good, baby. That feels good. It's your place to kiss my pussy after another man has fucked it. That's going to become a regular part of our marriage, now. I will tend to your sexual needs, but only at my discretion. I will, however, explore my sexual needs and desires fully. I will do as I please with other men because I'm in charge of our marriage. I'm in charge of you."

"I know," he said with a smile. "I love you, Sylvia. I love that you're in charge."

"Good. Now put your tongue inside me and scoop up some of Levi's cum."

Shane took a deep breath and stared at her pussy. Then he closed his eyes and put his tongue inside her. Sylvia could see the disgust on his face as he tasted another man's load.

Though Holly had talked of her pleasure at seeing Troy clean her messy pussy for the first time, Sylvia was still unprepared for how thrilling it would be. He wasn't directly stimulating her clit, and yet she felt a huge wave of arousal wash over her. It was what Holly had talked about. It was the power. It was the sense of domination, of control. Sylvia had fully taken command of her marriage in that moment as her husband voluntarily ate another man's cum from her pussy. It was astounding.

"Keep cleaning, baby. Don't stop until you're done," she said.

A moment later, Sylvia turned and kissed Levi. She kissed him deeply and passionately. She kissed him like a woman with a revived need to get fucked.

"I want you again already," she whispered. "Fuck, I can't tell you how badly I want you."

He took her hand and guided it between his legs. His dick was already getting hard again.

"I feel the same way," he said.

"As soon as Shane's done cleaning my pussy you can take me again," she said. "Then I'll make him clean me again."

Sylvia reached back to unhook her bra. Levi got the hint and took one of her nipples in his mouth as Shane continued to lick her pussy clean.

"I think that's everything," he said from between her legs.

"Thank you," she replied. "You can go back to your chores, now. I'll call you back when my pussy needs to be cleaned again."

Shane backed out of the bed and walked away. Sylvia's pussy practically screamed with desire, both because she wanted Levi and because her body was humming with the pleasure of so thoroughly dominating her husband.

Sylvia's marriage had changed for the better. She was in control now. She'd learned how to dominate her husband, how to get what she wanted and needed out of her marriage, and how to fan the flames of Shane's submissive desires to ensure he was content in his place.

It was the best night of Sylvia's life and she knew it was just the beginning of a beautiful evolution that would result in a truly satisfying, deeply pleasurable life in the years ahead.

The End.