A Dominatrix Always Gets What She Wants - Part 8

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"What do you think?" Rebecca asked as she stepped out of the bathroom in a pair of black lace top stockings and three inch heels. She turned her body and struck a remarkably sexy pose and Nick couldn't help but feel like he was looking at an entirely different version of his wife. He couldn't remember the last time she seemed so completely and utterly filled with confidence.

"You look incredible," he answered. "Rebecca, seriously, you're so...I mean, you're stunning."

She smiled brightly and sauntered towards the bed, where Nick's cock had come alive in his underwear. He figured Rebecca was getting ready for sleep, but it turned out she was getting ready for a little bit of naughty fun, and Nick was suddenly quite eager to do just about anything his wife desired.

Rebecca pulled the covers back and crawled into the bed. She took Nick's shirt off and kissed his chest before making her way to his neck. She gently sucked on his flesh and massaged his cock through his underwear, bringing him to a fully erect state in a manner of moments.

"Rebecca," he said, but that was just about the only word he could manage to utter as a sense of desire enveloped him.

"You're so hard for me," Rebecca whispered.

"You're so hot," Nick replied. "And so fucking sexy."

Rebecca released his cock, crawled forward, and sat up as she straddled Nick's stomach. "Feel my pussy," she said.

He slipped his fingers between her labia and found the heat and wetness of her desire. Rebecca grasped her breasts and moaned as Nick used his thumb to play with her clit and provide a little extra pleasure.

"That feels good, baby," she said softly. "Keep playing with my pussy."

Nick smiled at the pleasure on his wife's face as he added a third finger to her slick pussy and rubbed her clit a little faster. He was utterly enraptured with her beauty and the way she seemed to emanate a newfound sense of confidence in her sexuality.

"I need to get fucked," Rebecca said.

Nick fucked her a little faster with his fingers, plunging them deeper with every thrust. "Do you want the toy?" he asked.

"I do," Rebecca answered.

Nick thought of Mistress Elena and the way she'd cuckolded him just a few days ago. A sense of kinky pleasure rushed through him as he thought of Rebecca doing the same thing. The fact that she wanted the toy - that she clearly was in the mood for something longer and thicker than Nick could provide - was rather enthralling, but Nick wanted more.

"Does the toy...does it fuck you better than I do?" Nick asked. "Does it make you cum harder?"

Rebecca looked down at him and studied his face as Nick continued to work her pussy. A few seconds passed and then she smiled and said, "It does. The toy doesn't cum too quickly. The toy is...it's big, Nick. It's big and it feels good inside me. It feels so fucking good."

Nick pulled his fingers from Rebecca's pussy and reached over to pull the toy from the nightstand. It really was bigger than him - a lot bigger - and he could see how it would offer Rebecca a great deal more pleasure if size really did matter.

"Will you fuck me, Nick?" Rebecca asked.

It thrilled him that she was asking to be fucked by something other than his cock. She was in pursuit of her pleasure and she knew that he wouldn't be able to provide her with what she craved by using his cock. He needed to use the toy to satisfy her.

"What if you fucked yourself?" Nick replied. "Back up a little."

Rebecca scooted back until her pussy hovered over the bulge in his underwear and Nick rested the base of the toy against his stomach just below his belly button. "You want me to ride it?" she asked. Nick nodded and she moved forward, took the toy between her pussy lips, and slowly sat on it as Nick held the base against his body.

"How does it look?" Rebecca asked.

"It looks like I have a really big cock," Nick answered. "And it looks like your pussy really enjoys it."

Rebecca moaned and took more of the toy into the slippery confines of her pussy. She stopped when she'd taken it all and then closed her eyes and grasped her breasts. She rocked back and forth and Nick used his thumb to play with her clit.

"Does it really feel all that different?" Nick asked.

"It really does," she answered. "It's so much bigger, Nick. It reaches deep places inside me. It makes me feel fuller, which I really like. It's hard to explain, I guess, but it really does feel better. I like your cock and I like having sex with you, but this is different. This is just...it's just so good."

Nick very nearly asked his wife if she wished she could fuck another guy with a cock as big as the toy, but he held off. That would have taken it too far. She couldn't possibly understand his desire to be a cuckold, to surrender to his need for submission. He didn't need that in the moment, though, for the thrill of watching his wife fuck a long, thick toy right in his lap was astonishing.

"Ride it," Nick said. "Fuck yourself with it, Rebecca. Cum all over this big cock."

Rebecca moaned and began to ride. Nick rubbed her clit every time she dropped her pussy down on the thick rubber shaft. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the beautiful sight of the toy filling her pussy over and over. It stretched her. It reached deep inside her. Her lips clung to it as she started to bounce with greater vigor.

"It's so deep inside me," she said. "Nick, fuck, it's so deep inside me. It feels so good!"

"Cum," he said. "Cum all over this big cock. Cum like you deserve to cum, Rebecca."

She threw her head back, sat on the toy, and grasped her breasts tightly before unleashing a wild and wondrous moan. Her stocking-clad legs trembled as Nick's cock throbbed with pure erotic delight while he watched his wife have an orgasm with something longer and thicker inside her.

A hazy smile crossed her face as Rebecca opened her eyes and looked down at him. She lifted her pussy from the toy and laid next to Nick before kissing him on the cheek. Her fingers danced over his chest and stomach and she worked his underwear down his legs until his cock sprang free. Her fingers were around it a moment later and she stroked him slowly while nuzzling and kissing his neck.

"I loved watching you ride that toy, Rebecca," Nick confessed. "I loved...I loved that you wanted it, that you wanted something big and hard to ride."

Rebecca moaned and ran her tongue over his earlobe in a manner that sent a wave of pleasure rushing down Nick's spine. She didn't say anything, though, and he felt a deep craving for just a little bit of dirty talk.

"Rebecca...tell me that the toy makes you cum harder than my cock does," Nick said.

She moaned softly and whispered, "Nick, baby, your cock doesn't make me cum at all. You cum so quickly that I don't get a chance to have an orgasm when you're inside me. Of course the toy makes me cum harder than you do."

"Oh...fuck," Nick said as he closed his eyes and let the joy of his impending orgasm wash over him.

"Even if you weren't a premature ejaculator the toy would still make me cum harder," she continued. "It's just so much bigger than you, baby. It's longer and thicker and it reaches places in my pussy that your cock will never go."

Nick groaned and experienced that beautiful tension in his loins for just a moment before he came. Pleasure resonated outwards from his crotch and for a few seconds it felt like his entire body was awash in the purest, most perfect form of pleasure.

"Was that good?" Rebecca asked.

"That was so much better than good," Nick answered.

"And that stuff I said, you didn't mind that?" she asked.

There was genuine concern on her face and Nick couldn't help but smile. "I know it probably seems weird, but that stuff you said was a huge turn on. I hope that's not too weird for you, but I'd understand if it was."

"It wasn't," she said. "It was kind of fun to see you cum so hard just because of something I said, too."

Nick was tempted to ask her if everything she'd said was true, but he wasn't going to push it. After all, Rebecca had effectively just tapped into his fantasies, even though she was entirely aware of them. "Well, thank you for your willingness to do that. It was kind of you."

"You’re welcome. And thank you," she replied. "I had a great orgasm too, and if I'm being honest, I do like cumming with something inside me."

"It was my pleasure," Nick said as he smiled. Rebecca had basically just admitted that she really did find it thrilling to fuck the toy, and that she preferred - at least to a certain degree - the toy over Nick's cock, because at least the toy could stay hard enough for her to orgasm, unlike Nick, who really did have a problem with lasting long enough. "I love you, Rebecca."

She kissed his cheek and then cuddled up next to him and said, "I love you too, Nick."

"I'll get us another round," Rebecca announced as she slid out of the booth, smiled, and made her way towards the bar.

Elena watched as her friend - and her client's wife - confidently stepped between two guys, flagged down the bartender, and ordered another round of drinks for them. Then, much to Elena's amazement, Rebecca turned to one of the guys and started chatting him up. She was wearing a tight, low cut top and she must have combined it with an excellent bra because her breasts looked perky and spectacular. The guy seemed to notice that particular detail, too, as he happily let his eyes wander to Rebecca's cleavage over and over.

In the time it took the bartender to make the drinks, Rebecca managed to captivate the guy enough that he ended up paying for them. Rebecca thanked him by running her fingers over his forearm and offering a sweet, seductive smile. She even leaned in a little, no doubt offering him a lovely view of her cleavage before grabbing her drinks and heading back to the table.

"That was impressive," Elena said as Rebecca slid into the booth.

"What was impressive?" she asked.

"The way you got that guy to pay for the drinks," Elena answered before taking a sip. "Good drinks, too."

Rebecca looked back at the bar and waved at the guy - he was looking her way with more than a little lust in his eyes - and then she turned back to Elena and said, "I didn't do that on purpose. I was just flirting a little. When he offered to pay I figured I'd let him. I mean, who doesn't want a free drink?"

Elena studied her friend for a few seconds and then asked, "Do you want to fuck him?"

There was a time when that question would have scandalized Rebecca. She might have choked on her drink or acted like Elena had asked if she wanted to kill the guy. That time had passed, though. Now, Rebecca simply offered a naughty smile, sipped her drink, and then glanced at the guy one more time before saying, "He is rather handsome. It seems like he's in really good shape, too. I can't imagine cheating on Nick, but sure, I took a moment to think about what it would feel like if I fucked him."

Elena couldn't help but smile, in part because her plan was working. Rebecca was becoming the woman she was meant to be. She was on the verge of freeing herself from the shackles of a life that was far too conservative. "What if you weren't cheating on Nick?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" Rebecca replied.

"You said Nick loved it when you told him that you preferred the toy to his cock. You said you weren't sure he'd ever cum so hard. Maybe Nick is the kind of guy that would enjoy it if his wife fucked someone else," Elena suggested.

It was quick, but Elena was certain she saw Rebecca's lips curl into the slightest smile for just a moment. "That feels like a major leap," she said. "He did like me talking about the toy in that way, but actually fucking some other guy is a lot different than fucking a toy."

"Okay, what if you just kissed the guy," Elena suggested. "Go up there and kiss him. Maybe let him feel your tits a little bit. Maybe let him grab your ass. Maybe kiss him enough that you can actually feel him get hard for you. Then go home and tell Nick that you got drunk and you got a little out of control. Tell him that you kissed someone else, that you let someone else feel your tits."

Again Rebecca's lips curled into a slight smile before she gained control of herself. "Elena, I can't...I mean, I couldn't do that, right? I'm married. That would be cheating."

"Lots of guys are into this fantasy, Rebecca," Elena said. "Your husband loves the idea of you preferring a dildo to his cock. It might be that he also loves the idea of you fucking another guy. He probably wouldn't be willing to confess to that fantasy if he had it, though."

Rebecca looked towards the guy at the bar and bit her lower lip. She was thinking about it. She must have been.

"How do you know about this fantasy?" Rebecca asked. "I know you've said it before, but how do you know that's true?"

Elena took a long sip of her drink and took a leap. "Because of my job. Because of what I do."

"I thought you said your job was...actually, I can't remember what you said your job was," Rebecca replied.

"I'm a dominatrix," Elena said. "Men confess their submissive fantasies to me and I help make them come true, and I get paid very handsomely to do so."

Rebecca's jaw dropped and she leaned forward. "Wait, a dominatrix? Really? Like, leather and latex. Whips and chains? That kind of stuff?"

Elena nodded. "All of that and more. Some guys are into the costume and some aren't. Some want to suffer pain and some want to be humiliated. I can do it all. I've done it all. Which is how I know that a shocking percentage of men fantasize about their wives fucking other people."

Rebecca turned to look at the guy at the bar once more. He was talking with his friend and Rebecca stared with what Elena though was a sense of longing in her eyes.

"I also know a great deal about desire, Rebecca," Elena said. "I know it when I see it, and while I wouldn't suggest that everyone give in to every desire they ever have, I know that you want him. I know that you want to kiss someone like him. I know that you want to step into the arms of a man like that. I know that you want to see what it's like to feel his desire for you."

Rebecca turned back to Elena, took a long drink from her glass, and set it back on the table. She swallowed hard, tapped her fingers on the table, and said, "And you think Nick would really find it arousing if I came home tonight and told him that I'd kissed another guy?"

"I do," Elena replied. She was, in fact, certain of it, because she knew exactly how Nick thought. She couldn't share that certainty with Rebecca - not yet, at least - but she knew she wasn't leading her friend into a marital disaster.

Rebecca finished her drink, slammed the glass on the table, and slid out of the booth. She strode across the bar and the guy looked back to see her coming. He spun around and Rebecca walked right up and kissed him. Her forwardness seemed to catch him off guard at first, but it didn't take long for him to get into it. His hands moved down her back and he pulled her closer as their mouths opened and their tongues danced.

Much to Elena's delight, Rebecca grabbed one of the guy's hands and placed it on her breast. She invited him to play with her soft, perky flesh and he went for it. He fondled her as she kissed him with a kind of aggressiveness Elena hadn't yet seen from her. The way her tongue worked in his mouth was particularly impressive and showed a remarkable level of hunger, of desire, on Rebecca's part. It was as if she was unleashing every bit of pent up lust that had come from so many premature ejaculations on her husband's part, as if she really was a woman that needed to get fucked.

After the kiss - which went on for a remarkably long time - Rebecca stepped back, pulled her phone from her back pocket, and handed it to the guy. Elena assumed he was putting in his number and it made her smile. The kiss must have been good enough that Rebecca was thinking about having more fun with him in the future.

With her phone returned to her pocket, Rebecca headed back to the booth and the guy watched her go - mostly staring at her ass - the entire time. She waved at him once she'd sat down again and then looked across the table at Elena with a giddy smile on her face.

"That was amazing," she said.

"It looked like it," Elena replied.

"I feel alive. I feel...I don't know...I feel..."

Elena smiled. "Like you'd really enjoy getting fucked by that gorgeous man you just kissed?"

Rebecca laughed. "Yes, absolutely."

"May I give you a little advice?" Elena asked.

Rebecca nodded.

"Go home to your husband. Get naked. Make him lie on his back. Sit on his face. Let him feel how wet you are with his tongue. Then tell him exactly why you're so wet while you ride his face. Smother him with your juices. Tell him you kissed someone else. Tell him the guy was gorgeous. Tell him the guy felt up your ass and your tits. Tell him the guy was hard - assuming he was - and that he wanted to fuck you. Do it all while you ride Nick's face until you cum. Then, if he's hard, sit on his cock and ride him until he cums inside you," Elena said.

Rebecca pulled her phone from her pocket. "I don't mean to be rude, but I really want to do that, and I want to do it right now," she said while ordering an Uber.

"It's not rude," Elena said with a smile. "Have fun."

Rebecca slid out of the booth and said, "Let's get together again soon," before turning to leave.

Elena watched her friend go and smiled. She knew Nick was going to love what she'd just arranged for him.

"Rebecca, hey," Nick said as she came through the front door with a smile on her face. "God, you look so hot."

Rebecca smiled, took his hand, and pulled him off the couch. She dragged him towards the bedroom without saying a word and Nick happily went along with her. "Strip," she demanded as soon as they stepped through the doorway. "Right now."

Nick stripped and watched his wife do the same thing. Once they were naked she pulled him close for a kiss - a ravenous, passionate kiss - and then pushed him into the bed. He thought for sure he was about to get laid, but Rebecca didn't straddle his crotch. Instead, she straddled his chest, looked down at him, and smiled.

A moment later Rebecca's pussy was on his mouth. Nick pushed his tongue inside her and was greeted with an excess of wetness and heat. Rebecca grabbed the headboard, moaned, and rolled her neck back until she was staring up at the ceiling.

"Nick, baby, I kissed someone tonight," Rebecca said. "At the bar. I was a little drunk, and I was definitely horny, and he was gorgeous, and I kissed him."

Nick moaned into her pussy and Rebecca looked down at him. Her face was a picture of lust and he was convinced she was being honest. She'd actually kissed someone else, a fact that he found incredibly hot.

"His hands moved down my back as we kissed. His tongue was in my mouth as he grabbed my ass and pulled me closer to him. I could feel that he was hard for me, Nick. He'd gotten hard for me just by kissing. I sucked on his tongue. I don't know why, I just couldn't help it. I sucked his tongue as he grabbed my ass and ground his rock hard cock into me right there at the bar," Rebecca continued.

Nick was hard too. He was powerfully erect, in fact. The arousal was so much deeper than that, too. It encompassed the entirety of his body. Even his head was spinning at Rebecca's confession.

"I took his hand and I put it on my breast," she continued. "He took the hint. He played with my tits as we kissed. Oh, fuck, Nick, it felt so good. His hand was so strong that I couldn't help but moan into his mouth while he played with my tits."

Rebecca started riding his face. She ground her hips back and forth, leaving her wetness all over his lips, chin, and cheeks as he tried his best to massage her clit with his tongue.

"Fuck, Nick, I'm cumming!" she cried out. Her orgasm was loud and long. Her legs trembled. Juices dripped out of her. She gripped the headboard tightly and made it perfectly clear she was in the midst of a transformative orgasmic experience, all while Nick remained beneath her.

When she was finished cumming, Rebecca looked over her shoulder, smiled, and then slid her pussy down his chest and took his stiff cock inside her. Almost immediately Rebecca began to ride him and it felt so good that Nick couldn't even speak.

She leaned down and her lips hovered close to his. She took his hand and placed it on her breast. She took his other hand and put it on her ass. "Touch me just like he did," she said.

Nick was more than happy to play with her perky breasts and her tight ass, so he did while she rode him vigorously and bathed his cock in pure, perfect pleasure.

"Do you like that I kissed another man tonight, Nick? Do you like that your wife found that man so irresistible that she couldn't help but kiss him, that she sucked on his tongue, that she let him play with her tits while his tongue was in her mouth?" Rebecca asked.

Nick nodded. He loved it. He did.

Rebecca kissed him. She opened her mouth. He offered his tongue. She took it and sucked on it. She moaned while he played with her tits and grasped her ass. Then Nick came inside her. He moaned into her mouth and came inside his wife.

Rebecca sat up and smiled as she put her hands on his chest. Nick could barely see straight from the sheer pleasure of his orgasm, but he could see that Rebecca was feeling quite joyful. "Did you enjoy that?" she asked.

"Absolutely," Nick replied. "Did you...did you really kiss someone tonight?"

"I did," Rebecca answered.

Nick thought of Mistress Elena, who was certain that Rebecca would cuckold him one day. It seemed that she was right.

"I know I just came, but I'd like to cum again," Rebecca said. "Would you clean your load out of me and make me cum, Nick?"

"I will," he said.

Rebecca lifted her pussy from his cock and laid back in the bed. She spread her legs and Nick quickly crawled between them and went to work cleaning her pussy.

"That feels so good," she said. "Clean me, Nick. Clean my pussy while I think about him."

Nick almost found it hard to believe it was his wife sitting in front of him with her legs spread. She seemed so different than she used to be, but every change struck him as being for the better, so he had no complaints at all. It seemed quite possible that his life was about to get a great deal more interesting, and he was absolutely in favor of that.