A More Dominant Wife - Part 1

You step out of the bathroom after a long, hot shower. You head towards the dresser to grab fresh underwear and a t-shirt and you’re halfway there before you notice that your wife – who was in the living room when you got in the shower – is naked in your bed. Her beautiful body rests atop the comforter and her lips curl into a seductive smile when you finally look her way.

You turn towards the bed and approach your beautiful wife as her smile brightens. She bites her lower lip and slowly runs a hand down her stomach and between her legs. She covers her pussy for a moment before her index finger finds her clit for a little bit of gentle masturbation.

As you reach the foot of the bed your wife takes one of her breasts in her free hand and massages the soft, perky flesh before grasping her nipple and rolling it between her fingers. She closes her eyes, bites her lower lip once more, and unleashes a soft moan. You’re not hard yet, but you’re well on your way as your cock comes to life watching her play.

You crawl into the bed and between her legs. She opens her eyes and places a foot in front of your face to stop your approach.

“Where do you think you’re going?” she asks.

“To your pussy,” you reply.

She smiles as her toes press gently against your chin. “Is that what you want? My pussy?” You nod and her toes slowly crawl from your chin to your lower lip. “I’m not sure you deserve my pussy.”

“Please,” you say.

She presses her big toe between your lips, smiles, and says, “Suck.” The tone of her voice has shifted. It’s commanding. She hasn’t made a suggestion. She’s issued an order.

You’ve never sucked her toes before, but you see no reason not to. You wrap your lips around her toe and you suck. You run your tongue over it and she closes her eyes and moans as her finger dances over her clit.

“That’s good,” she says softly before gently working a second toe into your mouth. “Suck for me.”

There’s something about her tone and that particular command – suck for me – that turns you on in an unexpected way. Your loins tingle and your cock gets a little closer to an erection despite the lack of any direct stimulation.

She pulls her toes from your mouth and smiles as you remain in place on your hands and knees at the very edge of the bed. You admire her smile and then look between her legs. She plunges two fingers into her pussy the very moment you gaze upon it and you can’t help but notice that she’s exceptionally wet.

“You’re so wet,” you say.

“I’m turned on,” she replies.

“Because I sucked on your toes?” you ask, mostly because you’re genuinely curious if your toe sucking really did arouse your wife.

Her foot moves between your legs and her toes play with your cock as she smiles. She doesn’t offer an answer, though. Instead, she brings you to an erect state and then lifts that foot until her toes are resting in front of your face.

“Suck,” she says again.

You don’t even hesitate. You do as she desires. You take her big toe in your mouth and you suck. She responds with a deep, lusty moan and plunges two fingers into her pussy while rubbing her clit with a third. She grasps one of her breasts and squeezes it with what looks to be a surprising level of vigor. She closes her eyes and moans and you’re absolutely certain she’s even more turned on than she was before.

She opens her eyes and pulls her toe from your mouth. She moves her foot between your legs again and rubs your cock, transferring some of your saliva to your shaft and offering a great deal of pleasure in the process.

“Are you turned on?” she asks.

“Yes,” you answer.

She smiles, plunges three fingers deep into her pussy, pulls them out, and holds them up. They’re glistening with her juices, a surefire sign of her desire. “Suck,” she says before pointing her fingers at you.

You crawl forward and take her fingers into your mouth. You suck and lick her juices off of them. You taste her sweetness and you marvel at how good it feels. You’ve never had her fingers in your mouth, and yet it feels like something you wish you’d always been doing.

“Look at me,” she says.

Your eyes drift up her naked body and find hers. She sits up and leans forward. Her fingers push a little deeper into your mouth. You run your tongue over them. You lick and suck.

“Does my pussy taste good?” she asks in a soft, seductive voice.

“Mmm hmm,” you say around her fingers while nodding.

She pulls her fingers from your mouth and plunges them into her pussy as you continue to stare into her eyes. You hear her wetness – she sounds even wetter than just a few minutes ago – and watch as pleasure washes over her face while she fingers her slick pussy.

“Do you want more?” she asks. “Do you want to suck for me?”

There’s only one answer that you want to give. It’s dancing on the tip of your tongue. It feels strange to say ‘yes’ to a question like the one she just asked, particularly since she asked it with such intense lust in her voice. You’re not entirely sure what’s happening in your bedroom – your wife has never really acted like this before – and yet you can’t help but feel as if she’s lured you into the same state of desire she’s currently experiencing.

“Yes,” you answer, chasing the lust she’s helped build inside you.

“Then say it,” she replies. “Tell me you want to suck for me.”

“I…I want to suck for you,” you say.

She pulls her fingers from her pussy and plunges them into your mouth. You close your lips around them and suck. She moves them in and out, filling your mouth over and over. You don’t want to, but you can’t help but think of a blowjob. Is that what your wife is thinking of?

Your wife pulls her fingers from your mouth, lifts your head, leans forward, and kisses you. Her tongue immediately slips between your lips and she moans. You try and crawl forward – you’re desperate to fuck her – but she refuses to lie back, holding you in your place without much effort.

“Finger me,” she says.

You part her pussy lips and slip two fingers inside her. Her lips hover close to yours as you move in and out of her wet flesh. You use your thumb to rub her clit and she smiles before moaning. She kisses you again and you rub her clit faster. Her toes tease your cock, luring you a little bit deeper into your state of arousal and making it all the more painful that she hadn’t yet let you inside her.

She grabs a handful of your hair, leans back, and smiles at you. Her grip is tight and just a little bit painful and she’s acting so out of character that you can’t tell what she has planned. There’s a part of you that likes that, though. You’re not sure why your wife is suddenly so different in the bedroom, but you’re all in favor of mixing it up when it comes to sex.

She pushes down on the top of your head and you lie between her legs. You’re inches from her pussy and you try and crawl forward to put your tongue inside her, but she tightens her grip on your hair and it hurts enough that you stop moving.

“That hurts,” you say.

She smiles in a way that’s a little disconcerting, like she enjoys the fact that it hurts when she grips your hair so tight. “Do you want to put your tongue in my pussy?” she asks. “Do you want to taste the sweet juices of my cunt?”

She never uses that word, which is precisely why it sounds so good coming out of her mouth. “Yes,” you answer as your stiff cock presses into the bed in a manner that’s a little painful.

“Do you think you deserve to taste my pussy?” she asks.

“Yes,” you answer.

She smiles and reaches down. She rubs her clit in slow circles while you watch. “I think you should have to earn the right to taste my cunt,” she says.

There’s that word again. There’s that tone in her voice again. There’s a wild look in her eyes, too. It seems like she’s turned on in a way she hasn’t been in a long time. Something’s gotten into her and you like it. If you didn’t, your cock wouldn’t be so hard.

You feel a sudden, deep desire to taste her pussy. Maybe it’s simply because she doesn’t seem to think you’re worthy of it and she’s withholding. You’re not sure why, but you want it. “Tell me how to earn it,” you say. “I want it. I want to taste your…”

You hesitate to say the word and she smiles. “My cunt?” she asks. “Is that what you want to taste? My tight, wet, perfect cunt? Is that where you want your tongue to go?”

You nod. “Yes, I want to taste your cunt. And I want to earn the right to taste your cunt. I do.”

Her finger moves faster over her clit. She moans and her thighs tremble a little. It seems like she’s on the verge of an orgasm, but you haven’t yet had the pleasure of tasting her pussy. You don’t want to sit there and watch her masturbate. You want to participate. For some reason you feel more than a little desperate for that chance.

“Please,” you say. “Let me taste you.”

She plunges her fingers into her pussy and you watch them disappear between the folds of her slick, pink flesh. You open your mouth and hope that she’ll feed you her fingers and let you suck them clean.

She doesn’t. Instead, she pulls out and lifts her fingers to her mouth. She sucks them clean while her grip tightens on your hair. You wince at the pain and feel a surprising surge of jealousy as you watch your wife suck all of her slippery juices from her fingers.

“Please,” you say. “Please, I’m desperate.” You are, too. You’ve never felt so desperate to put your tongue inside her. “Please, let me taste you.”

“Okay,” your wife says, but she refuses to release you. You try and crawl forward, but you only feel the pain of her grip on your hair.

She smiles, pauses for a moment, and then lifts her legs and pulls them back. Her ass cheeks part and you see her pink, wrinkled asshole appear in front of you.

“You’re not worthy of my pussy,” she says with a hard edge to her voice. “You have to earn that. I’ll let you do that, though. All you have to do to earn a chance to taste my cunt is to eat my ass.”

You stare at her asshole for a few moments and then look up at your wife and see a look of erotic delight on her face. She’s turned on at the idea of you eating her ass. You’re not sure why, but she is.

Even more confusing is the fact that you’re turned on. Your cock got a little harder the moment she uttered the words ‘eat my ass’ while you stared at her perfect-looking asshole. It feels so…naughty. You’ve ever given a rimjob. You’ve never come close to licking your wife’s asshole, or anyone else’s for that matter. You want to do it, though. You want to extend your tongue and lick that pretty little asshole of hers. You want to give in and indulge in licking and sucking on the dirtiest part of her body.

Your wife’s tone is soft and seductive as she asks, “Do you want to eat my asshole?”

You look up at her and nod. “Yes, please.”

“If you come anywhere near my pussy it will be a very long time before I allow any part of you inside it, do you understand?” she asks.

The sense of control emanating from her is wildly arousing. You’re not sure where this version of your wife has been hiding, but you love that she’s suddenly come out to play. “Yes, I understand.”

She releases her grip on your hair and you crawl forward and press your lips against her asshole. You lick it ravenously. You kiss it. You run your tongue around it. You eat her ass just like she instructed.

Your wife moans in response and immediately starts masturbating. She grasps her breast in one hand and plays with her nipple. She rubs her clit furiously. She occasionally dips three fingers into her pussy to fuck herself for a few seconds before returning to her clit.

You eat her ass while she’s masturbating. You eat her ass vigorously and your cock throbs as it presses into the bed. You’re turned on in ways you don’t entirely understand, for you’ve never found giving your wife oral sex to be hugely arousing. Certainly not like this. It’s always been a means to an end, with the end being the part that you really care about. And yet, now you feel desire coursing through your body as you lick her asshole while her pussy is just a few inches away.

“That’s it,” she says. “Eat my ass. Lick my dirty little hole. Earn the right to taste my sweet cunt by eating my dirty little asshole.”

You double down as her dirty talk lures you deeper into a state of intense desire. You lick her hole with greater vigor. You run your tongue all around it. You even probe inside her just a tiny bit, eliciting a moan as she masturbates with furious desire.

Your wife cums as you eat her ass. Her pussy spasms as she fills your bedroom with moans. Juices drip out of her and run down to her asshole and you eagerly lick them up, though you make sure to stay away from her pussy, as she instructed.

When she’s finished cumming, your wife sits up, smiles at you, and says, “You were a very good boy.”

You feel a rather pleasing rush of pleasure at being referred to in that manner. You expect that she’ll let you taste her pussy and perhaps use your tongue to make her cum a second time.

“Thank you for helping me cum,” she says before rolling out of the bed, putting on her panties and t-shirt, and heading for the bathroom.

“Wait, where are you going?” you ask.

“I didn’t say you’d get to taste my pussy tonight,” she says. “You proved you were worthy, but I had my orgasm and I’m finished for now. Don’t worry, though. I’ll let you have what you crave soon enough, though I’m afraid you’re going to have to work hard to prove that you’re worthy of fucking me, so that stiff cock of yours is going to be a little frustrated for a while.”

“Wait, what?” you ask as you spin around and sit on the edge of the bed.

She smiles as if your confusion delights her. “You won’t be tasting my pussy tonight, and it might be a while before I let you fuck me, as you’ll need to work a little harder to prove that you’re worthy of fucking me. You want to be a good boy for me though, don’t you?”

There’s that phrase again. ‘Good boy.’ Something about it thrills you. “Yes, I want to be a good boy for you,” you say. Your utterance is immediately followed by a sense of pleasure that seems to run down your spine before concentrating between your legs. Your wife smiles as if she can see that pleasure.

“You’ll get a chance to taste me tomorrow,” she says. “I promise. Until then, you’ll just have to wait. Oh, and being a good boy for me includes keeping your hands off your cock. I’ll be the one to make you cum from now on.”

She walks away before you can say anything. You can’t help but feel like you’re married to an entirely different woman. You are excited, though, and you’re willing to go along with whatever your wife has planned in the name of furthering that excitement.

Plus, your wife seemed to have one hell of an orgasm, and you know that it’s a very good thing if the woman you love is having great orgasms. If she wants you to be a good boy, then you’ll be a good boy.