Learning How to Take Control of Her Marriage - Part 10

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 Sylvia crossed her legs and Levi glanced at her thigh. She could feel that her garter was exposed. That was the point, though. She wanted her date to know that she'd worn a garter belt with her stockings, that she'd put in a great deal of effort to look good for him, and most importantly that she intended on him seeing her in the garter belt.

He seemed to get the message as he leaned in, rested his hand on her stocking-clad leg, and let his fingers curl towards her inner thigh while they kissed. The bar was dark and the music was loud and that seemed to give Levi the confidence to make it a deep, lingering kiss.

"You're so beautiful, Sylvia," he whispered. "And so fucking sexy."

She felt sexy. She'd felt sexy for most of the day, in fact. Shane's eagerness to submit had certainly helped with that. He'd made her breakfast and massaged her feet while she ate it. He'd done chores for most of the day and when the time came for her to get ready for her date, Shane offered his loving submission by showering with her, shaving her legs, drying her body, lotioning up her legs, and dressing her in lingerie once she'd finished her hair and makeup.

Every bit of his submission had turned her on, making her feel like the goddess she'd yearned to become since that first day she witnessed Holly dominating her husband in the department store.

"Let's dance," Sylvia said.

Levi smiled and she slipped off the bar stool and took his hand. They danced to the thumping music, moving their bodies in time and touching each other throughout. She spun around and he kissed her neck while she ground her ass into his crotch. He ran his hands up her torso, letting them come to rest right under her breasts. She placed her hands over them and guided them a little further north. She turned her head to kiss him while he played with her breasts on the dance floor, sending shockwaves of desire to her loins and leaving her wet for the man she intended on cuckolding her husband with.

They danced for a few songs and then returned to the bar where they ordered fresh drinks, talked, flirted, and kissed relentlessly. He couldn't keep his hands off her legs - affirming her decision to wear stockings for him - and she couldn't get enough of his attention.

Sylvia had no desire to dominate Levi, but she found pleasure in slowly building his arousal. She wanted him in a place of intense, almost overwhelming desire by the time they left the bar. It could have been argued that she was manipulating him to get what she wanted, but Sylvia suspected that Levi wouldn't have argued with being aroused to the point of madness before she took him home and gave him a blowjob.

"Let's get out of here," she suggested after finishing her drink. She was delightfully buzzed and it felt as though her panties were completely soaked through with the wetness of her desire.

Levi happily led her out of the bar and Sylvia informed him that they'd be going back to her place.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

She smiled and kissed him. "Yes, my husband will be there. He'll meet you briefly and then he'll leave us alone. I promise, you have nothing to worry about."

Levi looked a little nervous so Sylvia kissed him again, this time luring his tongue into her mouth and sucking on it in a manner she hoped would make him think about a blowjob.

"I'm going to make you feel good tonight, Levi," she whispered into his ear. "And I want my husband to hear it. I want him to know that his wife is pleasuring another man. He's a good submissive, though, and he's not going to cause any trouble. I promise. He's going to sit in our bedroom and listen like I instructed him to do."

"You're unlike any woman I've ever met, Sylvia."

She ordered an Uber and a few minutes later they climbed into the backseat. Sylvia would have enjoyed furiously making out in the backseat, but she decided to preserve her good passenger rating and limited herself to touching. She pulled the bottom of her dress up enough that Levi could see her garters and stocking tops and was thrilled when he reached over to caress her thighs.

At one point - while the driver's eyes were fixed on the road - she grabbed Levi's wrist and guided his fingers towards her crotch. He pressed them against her panties and she saw his eyes go wide, presumably at the wetness he found.

She mouthed, 'I want you,' and he mouthed the same thing in return before rubbing her pussy in slow circles. Every little movement of his fingers felt astoundingly good and Sylvia was tempted to let him fuck her that night, to toss out her plans to draw things out a little bit and simply indulge in the sex that her body clearly wanted.

She was going to wait, though, mostly because she was fairly certain that Shane wasn't ready to be fully cuckolded yet, that it might be too much if she fucked someone else. It would happen soon, but he needed a little more training before he was ready for that.

Sylvia thanked the driver as they pulled up to her house and they largely kept their hands off each other while approaching the door. She'd instructed Shane to be ready to welcome them home and he opened the door moments before she reached up to knock.

"Welcome home," he said with a smile.

They stepped inside and Sylvia gave her husband a kiss on the cheek before moving towards Levi, who put his arm around her in a manner that she found deeply pleasing, as if his instincts were those of the kinds of men Holly talked about fucking, the kinds that enjoyed cuckolding a man.

"Shane, I'd like you to meet Levi," she said.

Levi extended his free hand and Shane shook it.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Shane. Your wife is an incredible woman and I feel lucky that you're the sort of man that doesn't mind her having a little bit of fun outside your marriage," Levi said.

He pulled Sylvia a little closer and his hand moved to her ass. He gave it a squeeze and she smiled as Shane took note of someone else's hand on her backside.

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you too," he finally replied. "Can I get either of you anything? A drink?"

"No, darling," Sylvia replied. "We're good. Why don't you head to the bedroom, and make sure to leave the door open like I instructed."

Shane nodded. "Of course."

He turned and walked away and as he did Sylvia stepped into Levi's arms and kissed him. She moaned into his mouth as he gripped her ass and squeezed it hard and she hoped that Shane had paused for a moment to look back and take note of the fact that another man was groping his wife's ass while kissing her deeply.

"You're hard for me," Sylvia noted as Levi's erection pressed into her stomach.

He smiled. "I've been hard for you most of the night."

She reached down and stroked him through his slacks. His cock felt long and thick and Sylvia was hit with a sudden burst of arousal at the idea of seeing it, of wrapping her fingers around it, of taking him in her mouth, of offering this gorgeous, tall, sexy fireman the kind of pleasure he deserved.

"Come," she said.

Sylvia took his hand and led Levi to her living room. He sat on the couch and she straddled him. They kissed as he pulled up the back of her dress and grabbed her ass. She moaned into his mouth and dragged her hips back and forth over his lap, generating friction that pleased her clit and that she hoped brought his stiff cock a delightful, teasing kind of pleasure.

Once the kissing and grinding had produced a wild kind of arousal in her loins, Sylvia stood and took a few steps back. She spun around, reached up, and unzipped her dress. She pushed it off her shoulders, looked back at Levi, and watched with delight in her eyes as he rubbed himself through his pants while she slowly stripped.

"Holy shit," he said softly as Sylvia bent over to push her dress all the way to the floor. His eyes were glued to her ass with a thong running down her crack and the garters framing her soft, milky white flesh as they caressed her hips and upper thighs.

Sylvia stood, spun around, and reached up to run her fingers through her hair.

"Why don't you take your pants off for me?"

Levi kicked off his shoes and hastily removed his pants as Sylvia danced for him. His eyes remained on her the entire time and she wasn't sure she'd ever felt sexier. She'd never danced for her husband in that way and never in that kind of lingerie, and yet it felt perfectly natural to do so for Levi, like she'd done it dozens of times before.

His cock was beautiful. Even more so than she'd suspected after stroking him through his pants. It was long and thick and perfectly straight and the head was wondrously plump.

She bit her lower lip and sauntered towards the man who would soon be her lover, who would soon regularly cuckold her husband. That night, though, Levi was the man she was going to pleasure with her mouth, the man that was going to cum on her tongue after she offered a slow, sensual blowjob designed to fill him with a kind of lust that would linger long past his orgasm, a kind of lust that would make him desperate to fuck her.

Sylvia fell to her knees and wrapped her fingers around Levi's cock. She stroked him slowly and watched the pleasure dance across his face. He was harder than Shane usually was. Bigger, too, but she loved the incredible stiffness she felt.

"Take your shirt off," she said softly.

Levi unbuttoned his shirt as Sylvia leaned forward and took him in her mouth. She moaned and stroked his shaft while licking and sucking on the head. She played with his balls, too, and arched her back so he'd have a nice view of her ass.

"Holy shit, Sylvia," he said. "That feels so fucking good."

She took more of him in her mouth, lubing him with her saliva while the sound of his moans floated through the house. She thought of Shane in their bedroom. She thought of him listening as she gave another man a blowjob. She thought of him dealing with a wealth of emotions as the book had made clear he would.

Sylvia thought of the man she was blowing, too. In fact, the longer she sucked his cock the harder it was to think of anything other than pleasuring him. Sylvia knew she was going to enjoy herself that night, but she hadn't expected it to be quite so thrilling to give head. As it turned out, sucking the cock of a man like Levi was far more arousing than going down on Shane, which was why Sylvia's pussy remained soaked with desire as her loins tingled in the most pleasing manner imaginable.

Though Sylvia sensed she could have made Levi cum in a rather short span of time, she drew it out. She made it clear she was more interested in bathing him in pleasure than she was in hurrying the end of the blowjob. She wanted very much for him to feel like he was the center of the universe in that moment, for that would make him all the more intoxicated with her, and Holly had been clear that there was nothing quite like a man being intoxicated with a woman to ensure she got fucked the way she wanted to be fucked.

"It turns me on that my husband is listening as I suck your cock," she said while her fingers moved up and down his spit-soaked shaft.

"Oh...fuck..."

Sylvia kissed the head of his cock and sucked on it a little as she looked up at Levi and watched the pleasure dance across his face.

"Do you like that another man's wife is sucking your cock?"

He nodded.

"Do you like that I wore this lingerie just for you? That I wanted to look good for you, Levi? That it was important to me to look hot for you when I got on my knees and sucked your cock?"

He moaned and Sylvia marveled at the way his cock head swelled up. He was clearly close to an orgasm and she liked that she had him in a place of such intense desire.

"I love all of that," he said. "Honestly, Sylvia, this is so much hotter than I thought it would be. Fuck, being with a married woman...knowing your husband is right down the hall as you give me head...it's fucking incredible."

"How would you like to cum in his wife's mouth?"

Sylvia didn't give him a chance to answer. Instead, she took him in her mouth and sucked vigorously. She stroked his shaft. She played with his balls. She moaned while working him with every bit of skill she possessed.

It wasn't long before his grunts and groans filled the living room. Sylvia thought of Shane listening as another man came in her mouth. She got wet from the very idea of someone other than her husband cumming in her mouth and of Shane obeying her and sitting in the bedroom as it happened.

Levi's cock pulsed in her mouth for what felt like an extraordinarily long time, which Sylvia took as a good sign since the pleasure of his orgasm was extended in the most blissful way. When he finished, she pulled off his cock, swallowed, and smiled up at him.

"That was the best blowjob I've ever had," he said.

Then Levi leaned forward and kissed her. His mouth didn't open but he showed no difficulty in offering his affection despite the fact that he'd just cum in her mouth.

He smiled and pulled her onto the couch with relative ease. His lips found her neck as his hand slipped into her bra to gently and skillfully play with her breasts. In an instant Sylvia was awash in a deeper kind of desire, a hunger that left her defenseless against Levi's relentless volley of kisses.

To her surprise, he fell to his knees and moved between her legs. He grabbed her hips and pulled her forward until her pussy rested at the edge of the couch. Without a word Levi pulled her panties to the side and plunged his tongue into Sylvia's pussy before quickly finding his way to her clit.

"Oh my god," she said. "Levi...oh, fuck."

He was good with his tongue. Spectacularly good. He was good with his hands, too, as they roamed her body and touched Sylvia in all the right places, enhancing the considerable pleasure he offered with the lashing he was giving her clit.

Levi proved skillful enough to give Sylvia a body-shaking orgasm in a matter of minutes. She grabbed two fistfuls of the couch cushion, closed her eyes, rolled her head back, and experienced a thunderously pleasurable climax that she was absolutely certain her husband heard.

"Thank you," she said with a smile after coming down from her climax. "That was really, really good."

He kissed his way up her body until his lips found hers. This time he offered his tongue and Sylvia was happy to take it as she held his head in her hands and let him explore her mouth while she did the same to his.

The orgasm filled Sylvia with a sense of warmth and happiness and after Levi put his underwear back on she beckoned him to join her on the couch. She cuddled up with him and enjoyed the warmth and bulk of his body as he put his arm around her and pulled her close.

They talked, kissed, and fooled around a little bit. It was nothing that would lead anywhere, but it was nice to indulge in her body's desire for him, and to let him do the same.

Eventually Sylvia had to let him go. Levi dressed and ordered an Uber and when it was nearly there she walked him to the door and he pulled her close for a long, thoroughly arousing kiss that left a bulge in his pants and a reignited heat between her legs.

"Can I see you again?" he asked.

"Oh, absolutely," she replied with a smile. "Next weekend."

"I can't wait."

They kissed once more - this time shorter - and Levi left. Sylvia watched through the window until he was in the car. Then she took a deep breath and let herself consider how good the entire evening had been and how much fun - and pleasure - she'd experienced with him.

Then Sylvia headed for the bedroom with a smile on her face. She was eager to play with Shane, especially since the last part of the evening had gone on a great deal longer than she'd expected.

Her husband was in the bed and absent any clothing, just as Sylvia had instructed. His cock was half hard and she could see a fair amount of precum on his thigh - he'd gotten drippy, it seemed - and his shaft.

He stared at her as she stood in the doorway and his eyes scanned her lingerie-clad body. Sylvia didn't say a word for a while, instead preferring to let him stare while he wondered if the orgasm she'd experienced had been the result of Levi's fingers, tongue, or cock.

"Did you enjoy listening?" she asked.

"Yes...and no."

Sylvia stepped into the room and moved towards the bed. She reached out, ran her fingers through the precum on Shane's thigh, and brought it to her lips. She sucked it clean, doing so slowly and very much like she was sucking a cock. That was all it took to inspire his lust as she saw it dancing across his face in the most obvious manner.

"Which part did you enjoy?" she asked.

Shane swallowed hard as Sylvia took his half hard cock in her hand and stroked him slowly. "I...I don't know why, but the part where you...where you were pretty obviously going down on him. There was something about that...I'm not sure, maybe it's just because you told me that's what you were going to do, but there was something about it that I found arousing. I just...I pictured you in the lingerie, in this lingerie you're wearing...I pictured him watching you as you gave him head and it just...it just turned me on."

"And the part that you didn't like?"

Shane looked away for a second. "When he made you cum. I...I don't know...I thought maybe he was fucking you and it...it just..."

"He went down on me," she said.

He looked at her and studied her face like he was trying to determine if she was lying.

"He went down on me and he was excellent," she added. "He made me cum so hard."

Sylvia stroked him faster, knowing full well that Shane was struggling with the fact that Levi had made her cum with his tongue and that he'd done so in their house. She countered his angst with arousal and she was fairly certain it was working.

"He liked that you were listening," she said. "That you were sitting in here listening as I sucked his cock in the lingerie I'd worn just for him. That turned him on, Shane, and he said I gave him the best blowjob he's ever had."

She released her husband's cock and straddled him. She leaned down and kissed his neck while rubbing her wet pussy against his thigh.

"Can you believe that, Shane? I gave another man the best blowjob he's ever had and I did it while my husband was obediently waiting in the bedroom like I told him to."

He groaned and Sylvia felt her arousal growing as she ground her clit into his leg.

"Do you want to kiss me, Shane?"

"Yes."

"Even though my lips were wrapped around another man's cock?"

"Please, kiss me."

Sylvia's lips hovered above his. She stared into his eyes. She saw his desire. She moved her pussy over his cock and took him inside her. She moaned at how good it felt, though his moan was far louder.

Then she kissed him. She pushed her tongue into his mouth. He moaned as she began to ride him.

"Next time, Shane, I'm going to let him fuck me," she said. "I'm going to let Levi fuck me. I'm going to cuckold you. I'm going to let another man have my married pussy and I'm going to let him have it as many times as he wants it."

Sylvia could feel the arousal coursing through her. It was partly that Shane's cock actually felt good, partly that she was still turned on from the fun with Levi, and partly because she was getting off on the thrill of informing her husband that she was going to cuckold him, and of course it was especially thrilling that Shane offered no argument, that instead he offered his submission.

"Sylvia...fuck...it feels so good."

She sat up and pressed her hands into his chest while rocking her hips back and forth and milking his cock. "Think about him cuckolding you, Shane. Think about him fucking your wife as many times as he wants. Think about me on my back in his bed with my arms and legs wrapped around him as he pounds my tight married pussy. Think about him making me cum so hard that I scream his name. Think about him fucking me so good that I decide I can't ever go back to being a one woman man, that you become a permanent cuck, that you're always having to share my pussy with other men."

Shane's body tensed up and he closed his eyes as Sylvia rode him wildly, dropping her clit onto his pelvis over and over until she was quivering and on the verge of an orgasm.

"Fuck, I'm cumming!" Shane cried out.

Sylvia came right after. She came hard on her husband's cock and a sense of complete joy washed over her for a moment before the orgasm ripped right through her body and she collapsed on top of him.

Shane wrapped his arms around her and said, "Thank you, Sylvia. Thank you for letting me inside you."

"Enjoy it, baby, because there's a very good chance you'll be fucking me a lot less often from now on."

"I know," he whispered. "I know."

He offered no resistance. He was ready to submit to being a cuckold. He'd struggle, but he was ready. Sylvia would make sure he was denied all week, though, that he was thoroughly aroused on the day of his cuckolding. That would make it easier. He'd struggle, but that would make it a little bit easier and she'd make sure he had one hell of an orgasm when she got home.