Newlyweds

I've never met a woman who enjoyed sex as much as Jill. She was 24 when we met and I was 22 and immediately were drawn to each other. Within 2 months we'd screwed in every room, on every surface; in both of our houses not to mention a few of our friends rooms as well. We were married a year later and I expected that whole sex was going to become rare but I was proven wrong every day and up to four times per day!

We began moving into our first house as a couple later that spring. Jill came across my stack of skin magazines from my bachelor days. I was suprised at the interested look on her face and how she did not just flip through one or two of them and then throw the whole lot of them in the trash. She began reading them and taking extra notice to the descriptive fantasy sections.In the end it took twice as long to move but we had learned each other's secret desires and were more open to different sexual pleasures.

We continued having very hot conversations on different fantasies but a great majority of our ideas remained just that; fantasy. Our sex life continued on a steady decline for the next 3 years. Sex began to seem like a chore and for every time we fucked I declined her hot sexual advances at least 5 times. We fianlly seperated and I moved into a studio apt. I would spend the night every couple of weeks and this was all the sex either one of us got as far as I could tell. After about 3 months of this routine I noticed her attitude in general brightened. When I asked her about it she just smiled and shrugged," You'll find out," she said.

After a couple of months I was having no sex what so ever. I waited for another month but by the end of it I couldn't stand it anymore and confronted her about it. "You mean you miss this," she teased lifting her skirt to show a very bare pussy. My tone of voice went immediately from accusatory to the voice of a man with very blue balls, which I was. The fact that she enjoyed my state of desperately needing to cum hit a submissive chord inside me that I remembered was the base of many conversations we had had about fantasies. I felt extremely lucky when she told me that if I behaved we would spend the weekend together living out some of my favorite bondage and discipline scenes but only she got to decide just how far we went.

I couldn't agree fast enough.

Training Her Husband pt 2 Permission to Cum

Training Her Husband pt 2 Permission to Cum

She got other guys off over the phone a few other times, sometimes in a group chat, but more often one on one. Sometimes she'd have me fuck her with a large life-like dildo. Watching my wife suck that big cock was torture. And it was humiliating to be forced to clean her pussy juices off the cock with my mouth after she'd cum. I wasn’t allowed to actually fuck her on these nights because she would cum so much being fucked by the big fake dick that it left her exhausted. I was allowed to jerk off in front of her as she watched, obviously amused. She verbally teased and taunted me about masturbating in front of her. I didn’t cum until she gave me permission, and she'd usually extract some promise from me as a price for allowing me to orgasm. On a recent night, for example, she had me agree to spend my whole weekend being trained as her personal servant. “Housework will become so much easier once I have taken the time to train you properly,” she said, inferring that she was doing me a favor. When I hesitated to agree, she re-tied my hands and said maybe I should sleep on it. By the time we'd reached the bedroom I was practically begging her to train me so long as I got to cum.

As we laid in bed that evening she ever so lightly teased my poor cock and balls with her rounded fingernails and named over a list of rules for the weekend. Of course I eagerly agreed to every one of them. At last she began to lovingly stroke my cock as she quietly but very firmly ordered me to cum. I quickly exploded and surprised us both with how much I came. I was nearly passed out as my wife cleaned off my chest with a warm washcloth. As I drifted in and out of sleep I thought I heard her softly say something about my needing to learn to clean up my own mess.

Training Her Husband pt 1 - Making Him Beg

Training Her Husband pt 1 Making Him Beg

Jill enjoyed relaxing in the recliner after work. She’d order me to strip and kneel so that I could give her a foot massage. Eventually she'd instruct me to begin moving the massage upward, usually stopping me as I reached the lacy tops of her stockings. After cuffing my hands behind me, I’d be forced to watch as she raised her skirt and rubbed her pantied twat. My wife would then have me beg for her pussy for awhile before relenting and letting me eat her. She quickly learned how willing I was to cook and serve dinner in order to allow her to relax (and increase the possibility she’d let me have desert.)

She seemed to delight in chatting on the phone while I was eating her. I even overheard her telling a couple of her girlfriends about our kinky sex game and how she was using it to make me do her bidding, such as taking over much of the housework. It was humiliating and embarrassing to hear her inform her girlfriends how she planned to turn me into her little slaveboy.

In order to punish me one evening for not ironing her clothes correctly, she actually called a phone sex chat line. In no time she went from being a flirt to flat out providing phone sex for the horny guys in the chat room. Naked and tied to a straight back chair directly in front of her, I could only watch and listen helplessly as she described to the guys in great detail how she was rubbing herself through her skimpy panties while forcing her husband to watch. She proceeded to tell them how she would love to suck and fuck other men in front of me, turning me into her cuckold slaveboy. Eventually she turned the speaker phone on, not only freeing up her hands to better get herself off, but also insuring I could hear as she talked each man through his orgasm. My wife made sure all the guys got off on this, except me, of course. I was told that all I could do is watch and listen.

Rubbing Oil on Dominant Bikini Babe

I told her I'd be glad to help with the oil. "I'll just bet," she smirked as she continued to slowly spread the lotion on her legs. "What I want to know is what's it worth to you if I let you?"

She picked up her tea glass, took an ice cube from it and ran it sensuously over her neck and chest. I was mesmerized. She stopped just short of her tiny bikini top. She held up her glass to me." Fetch me some more tea, and I'll think about it."

Cheryl was pleasantly suprised when I offered to clean up after dinner that evening.

The next day she conned me into helping with her chores so she could lay in the sun sooner. Once more I kept her tea glass full. I was more than happy to promise to do the dishes every night that week, just for the chance to rub oil on her.

I found myself offering to do more and more of her housework each day.

FemDom Business Arrangement

Kneling in front of the dominant woman, his hands tied behind him, the submissive male spoke the most ironic words of his life.
"Thank you very much for a week of teasing me into sexual frustration."
The gorgeous coed smirked as her stocking toes traveled ever so lightly a slow and torturous route from the head of the kneeling man's cock down to the root, then back again. Though her silk encased toes only barely grazed his throbbing and desperate member, it was enough to cause it to twitch and jump. And to cause the man himself to emit some mix of a groan and whimper, his eyes fixated straight ahead where less than three feet away the well manicured fingernails of the young vixen played lazily over her panty clad twat.
She slid her foot under his bloated balls and nudged a bit, as if to gauge their fullness. "My, my, Danny boy... how in the world did you generate SO much cum after only a week of wearing that cock cage? Was it the nightly tease and denial sessions? " Dan groaned again at the mention of the accursed cock cage Lisa had insisted he wear "at least a night or two" when she'd first moved in a week before. Of course, for an expert manipulatrix like Lisa, all it took was a couple of days and nights teasing the poor man to the begging point before he became the proverbial putty in her hands. By the third night she had him begging her to shave his cock and balls just for the promise that she'd release him from the chastity device for an hour. Of course, she never mentioned that before releasing him she planned to tie him spread eagle to the bed. So while he spent an hour with his freshly shaven prick bobbing helplessly in the air, Lisa drove him near insanity by first doing a sexy striptease, then fingering herself to several orgasms only inches away from his outstretched tongue.

Ex Girlfriend Learns to Suck Cock

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Teasing Terri

It was two weeks later before Terri initiated another session. While similar to the first, she seemed to exhibit more confidence this time. She took her own sweet time having me please her orally before telling me to lie on my back and grasp the headboard, warning me that if I let go of the headboard, there'd be no pussy for me tonight. As she rubbed her soaked pussy lightly over my turgid prick, she told me how much she was enjoying being in control sexually. Leaning over, she whispered in my ear, "Are you ready for my pussy?" I could barely gasp in the affirmative.

"Mmmm, I don't think I'm quite wet enough yet," she giggled as she slid up my body and planted a thigh on each side of my head Holding one hand on my forehead to prevent me rising, she playfully lowered her pussy just out of reach of my outstretched tongue. Looking up past her lovely breasts I saw a look of bliss come over her face just as I gasped, "Please?" Apparently it was what she'd been waiting for as she quickly lowered her twat to my mouth and moaned a single word, "Lick!"