Learning How to Take Control of Her Marriage - Part 9 (Patreon)

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 As she drove home from her encounter with Levi - an encounter that included her cumming on Levi's fingers before giving him a handjob - Sylvia thought of the chapter she'd read in 'A Domme's Guide to Training the Perfect Husband' while relaxing in the bathtub that afternoon.

It focused entirely on helping your submissive husband through the first steps of his cuckolding, as it was certain to be a difficult and potentially painful time for him. Sylvia wanted to make sure she followed the book's advice as it had thus far proven exceptionally good at guiding her in dominating Shane with skill.

Training Him to be a Good Cuckold

This chapter will be presented under the assumption that you've laid the groundwork for your husband's cuckolding. You've made it clear that you want more than he can offer and that you deserve to explore the pleasures of being with other men - or women - if you desire it. You've done so skillfully enough that your newly submissive husband hasn't put up much of a fight.

Now the real fun begins. 

First, in case you're having second thoughts, you do deserve to explore the pleasures of being with other men. You're a dominant woman. A goddess. You're in charge. You make the rules. You deserve to have the kind of sex you crave, even if it's another man's cock entering you or a beautiful woman's tongue lashing at your clit to give you a wildly pleasurable orgasm. You deserve it, and if you do this right your submissive husband will find otherworldly pleasure in you fucking other people while he remains faithful.

It will be easier for your husband if you take it slow. You don't have to - you can jump right in and fuck another man - but your would-be cuckold will struggle less if you go on a few dates first, if you do some kissing and touching and pursue your pleasure by means other than having someone else’s cock enter your pussy.

No matter how you approach it, though, you goal is to entwine your husband's sexual pleasure with his cuckolding.

This begins with denial. Ideally your husband will have gone at least a week without an orgasm when you go on your first date with another man. In addition, make sure you arouse him before you go. Make sure you do so while talking about his cuckolding, about the fact that you're going on a date with a handsome man and that you might kiss that man, or feel his hands on your tits, or let him finger your pussy before the night is over. Associate your husband's desire with your desire to have another man touch you, kiss you, finger you, make you cum.

By doing so, you're priming him for what comes later. You're leaving him excited and hopefully ensuring he'll be in that excited place when you come home from your date. If he's not, get him back to that excited place as quickly as possible. If he's gone a week without an orgasm it should be as simple as a few deep kisses. Once he's turned on, you can move to the next phase.

You'll want to describe your date and do so in great detail. The key, though, is to offer that description while luring your husband into a state of even greater desire. This can be accomplished with a handjob, blowjob, or even sex. Direct stimulation - and stimulation that you have total control over - is the best way to ensure he's wildly aroused while you fill his head with details of your date with another man.

The point - as I'm sure you already know, is to associate his arousal and his pleasure - because it's a pleasure to get his cock stroked or sucked - with his cuckolding. The more you do so, the more he'll crave his cuckolding. Eventually any resistance he had to the idea of you fucking another man will crumble away as he begins to find only pleasure in the idea of someone else's cock satisfying you.

It's best to take your time. Really draw out the pleasure. Also, don't be afraid to make the pleasure mutual. Let your husband play with your pussy as you stroke his cock. Let him go down on you a little bit. If you're riding his cock, take a break from that to ride his face while you give him the details. This will produce a virtuous cycle where you find pleasure in your husband's cuckolding, outside of the pleasure you'll take in fucking other men, of course.

The session should end with an orgasm for both of you. When your husband cums, ensure that he does so while you're talking about his cuckolding. If your date made you cum, I'd recommend talking about that while you give your husband an orgasm.

It would be lovely if you can both cum at the same time, but it can also be quite useful to have your husband make you cum - preferably while you're talking and thinking about the other man - before you give your husband the orgasm he deserves.

Your husband will be at his most vulnerable after he's cum. He'll likely be filled with anxiety over the idea of being a cuckold. He'll be worried that you're going to leave him for what he might view as a superior man. That's why it's vitally important to engage in aftercare once you've both cum. Reassure your husband that you love him and that you won't leave him for the man you're dating. Reassure him that his submission is beautiful, that it makes you wildly happy, that his willingness to submit makes him the most incredible husband in the world.

After you've reassured him, it's important to make your husband engage in an act of submission. It can be as simple as doing the dishes or taking out the garbage. It can be something to benefit you, like offering a massage or booking a reservation for your next date with your potential lover.

If your cuckold misbehaves after his orgasm - a rare occurrence, but it happens - you must assert your dominance in a stronger fashion. This can be done via making him consume his cum or making him worship your ass or armpits. It can also be done with a spanking if you so desire. You cannot tolerate misbehavior, though, as it will crumble the foundation of your dominance if it goes unchecked. With any luck you won't run into this issue, though.

Sylvia had masturbated while reading parts of the chapter. She hadn't cum - she liked the idea of being horny that night - but it wouldn't have been hard to do so. Though she'd initially been uninterested in cuckolding Shane, Sylvia had come around after watching her friend Holly fuck another man while her husband watched. The pleasure she'd witnessed had been overwhelming and rather intriguing.

As she pulled into the driveway, Sylvia was thrilled to feel a rush of arousal course through her body. She was looking forward to telling Shane about her night, about the pleasure she'd explored with Levi. She was, in fact, eager to have her husband's cock inside her. Sylvia wanted to cuckold Shane, but that wasn't because he was miserable in bed. He was quite good, actually, and she was looking forward to getting fucked as she thought of the fireman's hands on her breasts, of his lips against hers, of his fingers in her pussy.

Shane opened the door for Sylvia as she approached. He looked nervous. His eyes roamed over her body like he was searching for evidence she'd had sex. Sylvia didn't say a word as she stepped into the house. Shane shut the door, stared at her for a few seconds more, and then approached and pulled her into a hug.

"I missed you," he said.

Sylvia closed her eyes and enjoyed her husband's tight embrace. She ran her fingers through the hair on the back of his neck and when he relaxed his grip on her she kissed his neck and moaned softly.

"Did you do everything I asked while I was out?" she asked.

"Yes. I did all the chores you left me."

Sylvia smiled, took his hand, and walked through the house to inspect her husband's work. He'd mostly been tasked with cleaning the house from top to bottom while she was out. Sylvia had been clear that he'd be denied an orgasm if he did a poor job and she was delighted to see that he had, in fact, put in a great deal of effort to ensure that the house was spotless.

Shane's reward was a deep kiss as they stood in the bedroom doorway. His hands roamed over her body - grasping her ass quite hard - and Sylvia moaned into his mouth as he did so.

"I met a very nice man tonight," she said with their lips still achingly close. "He's a fireman. A big, strong, handsome fireman."

Sylvia saw the angst the book had described. She saw her husband process that his wife had been on a date with another man, and that she'd been on a date with a man that represented the height of masculinity.

"He works with one of Holly's...well, lovers, I suppose. He knew I was married. He knew I wouldn't be able to commit to a real relationship. I suspect his friend convinced him to come by telling him about the incredible sex he has with Holly. I suspect he found it hard to resist the allure of getting into a casual, blissful sexual relationship with a married woman."

Shane was still hard, but the angst had deepened. That's why Sylvia stroked him through his pants while kissing his neck.

"He was very charming," she said softly. "Smart. Funny. He told good stories. He clearly loves his job, in no small part because it's never boring."

The angst was different. Sylvia surmised that Shane wasn't thrilled with the idea that Sylvia actually liked Levi, that he could offer her good conversation and a few laughs, that she saw him as more than just someone she wanted to fuck. She did, though. Levi wasn't going to be a boyfriend, but Sylvia saw them going on dates before having the wild, wondrous, spectacular sex she imagined would be a very big part of their relationship.

Sylvia hastily removed her husband's pants and took his stiff, bare cock in her hand. She stroked him and watched the angst wash away as pleasure took its place.

"I want you," she said.

"Really?"

Sylvia nodded. "I want the freedom to be with other men - in fact, I'm going to take that freedom - but I still want you, Shane. I still like how your cock feels inside me. I still like how you make me cum."

He seemed relieved. His shoulders and posture relaxed a little and he smiled before letting out a moan.

"I know this is hard," she said. "I'm not expecting it to be easy for you, but I am expecting you to come around to understanding that I deserve whatever kind of pleasure I crave."

He moaned. "I know you do. I do. It's just...it was hard tonight. I kept thinking about you with...with some other guy. It was...it drove me a little bit mad."

"And now I'm here with your cock in my hand. And soon enough your cock is going to be inside me. It's going to be bathed in my pussy juices. I'm going to make you feel good, Shane, and then I'm going to make you cum."

Sylvia leaned in and kissed his neck. She moaned and nibbled his earlobe a little while teasing the head of his cock.

"Just like I made him cum."

She leaned back and watched her husband's face. To her delight, Sylvia saw a hint of pleasure. Pleasure at the idea that she'd made another man cum. There was angst, too, of course.

"He made me cum, too."

She stroked Shane faster, showering him in pleasure like the book suggested. She bathed his body and brain in a wealth of good feelings while telling him that someone else had given her an orgasm, that she'd provided that man with an orgasm too.

Satisfied that Shane wasn't going to lose himself to his angst, she released his cock, stepped back, and stripped out of her dress. His eyes remained on her body as her outfit fell to the floor, leaving her naked in front of him.

Sylvia grasped her breasts, smiled, and said, "We kissed in the bar. I felt his tongue in my mouth as his hand moved to my leg. He caressed my thigh and I found myself wishing he'd finger my pussy right there in the booth." She closed her eyes and moaned. "He was a very, very good kisser."

Sylvia felt Shane's fingers between her legs. She opened her eyes to see him standing naked in front of her. She smiled at his eagerness to get naked and propel the evening forward.

"You're the second man to finger my pussy tonight," she whispered.

Shane leaned in and they shared a deep kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth and she sucked on it before swirling hers around. Sylvia grasped her husband's cock, gathered his precum as lube, and stroked him slowly while backing up towards the bed, stopping only when the backs of her thighs pressed against the mattress.

"We went to his car after making out at the booth. We got in the backseat. We were all over each other, Shane. I was so turned on for him. I wanted to feel his lips against mine, his tongue in my mouth, his hand on my tits, his fingers against my pussy. I craved him."

Sylvia put a hand on the top of Shane's head and pushed down. He fell to his knees and looked up at her with desire in his eyes. Sylvia's hand moved to the back of his head and she gently pulled her husband's mouth to her pussy.

"My body shuddered with pleasure when Levi's hand found its way between my legs, Shane," she said while her husband's tongue danced over her clit. "I didn't realize how turned on I was until he touched me, until his fingers slipped into my wet cunt, until I felt pleasure rip through the entirety of my body."

Sylvia applied more pressure to the back of her husband's head, pressing her pelvis against his mouth in a manner that generated more friction for her and likely caused just a touch of pain for him. Shane didn't try and back away, though. He knew it was his place to remain on his knees to be used for her pleasure even if it meant he had to endure a bit of suffering.

As her orgasm neared, Sylvia pushed Shane's mouth away from her pussy and climbed into the bed. He waited on his knees - like a dutiful sub - and rose to join her only when she'd signaled for him to do so.

Shane laid on his back and Sylvia pressed her naked body against his, took his cock in her hand, and stroked him while kissing his neck and moaning. She wanted to make sure his arousal had peaked before she continued to unfurl the story of her evening.

"He made me cum so quickly, Shane. This gorgeous, strong, skilled fireman made your wife cum so quickly with his fingers. I could feel his cock as he got me off. I played with it through his pants. I stroked it. I felt how hard he was for me. I felt how thick he was."

Shane looked a touch distressed, but the arousal was obvious.

"I thought about fucking him, Shane."

He groaned and Sylvia kissed his neck and moaned softly.

"I thought about riding the fireman's cock in the back of his car. I thought about taking that big dick in my tight, married cunt and riding him until I was screaming in orgasm."

Shane's dick was hard as a rock. Precum dripped from the tip. She was doing exactly as the book had suggested. She was expertly associating her husband's arousal and pleasure with his cuckolding. Sylvia realized she was doing the same thing for herself. She was massively aroused and thinking about Levi, about another man, about having sex with another man.

"I had to make him cum," she continued. "It would have been rude to leave him so hard and so eager, so I unzipped his pants and pulled out his gorgeous cock."

Shane's groan sounded more agonized than Sylvia wanted, so she straddled her husband and took his stiff dick in her pussy. She pressed her hands against his chest as he filled her warmth and wetness with his stiff cock and she let out a long, low moan while watching a tidal wave of pleasure wash over him.

"His cock was long and thick...and he was so hard for me, Shane. He was so hard for your wife."

Shane moaned and Sylvia leaned down to kiss him as she slowly milked his cock with her pussy. She offered a moan of her own while their tongues danced and his hands moved down her back and gently squeezed her ass, though he refrained from trying to fuck his cock up into her, which Sylvia knew took some effort on his part.

"You want to fuck me, don't you?"

He nodded.

Sylvia grabbed his hands and pinned them above his head. "You don't get to fuck me. I'm fucking you tonight. I'm in control. I'm always in control."

His eyes lit up. She had him where she wanted him. He was in a beautiful submissive headspace.

"I thought about going down on Levi in the car," Sylvia said as she held her husband's gaze and rode him a little faster. "I thought about taking him in my mouth, about giving him a blowjob, about pleasuring him until he came for me, until he came in my mouth."

Sylvia's pussy was alive with pleasure, a sensation that was unquestionably enhanced by the thought of giving Levi a blowjob. It was that enhancement of her pleasure that caught Sylvia off guard, though. She liked giving blowjobs, but she was rarely turned on by the mere thought of it, and yet the notion of having that gorgeous fireman's cock in her mouth had left her body tingling with pleasure.

"I think I'll give him a blowjob the next time I see him," she said, sending a shockwave of lust through her body. "I think I'll wear something sexy for him - a lovely lingerie set, perhaps - and get on my knees for him. I think I'll look up at him, tell him how much I'm looking forward to sucking his cock, and then take him in my mouth to pleasure him, to pleasure him so thoroughly that he can't help but cum for me."

"Sylvia...I'm close," Shane said.

She sat up, put her hands on his chest, and ground her hips back and forth.

"Think about me giving him a blowjob, Shane. Think about me on my knees for him, dressed in lingerie, moaning with his big dick in my mouth. Think about me sucking his cock and making him cum!"

They came together. Shane closed his eyes and grunted and groaned as he flooded her pussy with his load. Sylvia pressed down harder on his chest, threw her head back, and screamed in pleasure for the second time that night.

After an astounding orgasm, she slowly collapsed on top of her husband and showered his neck and cheeks in soft kisses.

"I love you, Shane," she whispered. "I love you desperately."

"I love you too, Sylvia."

She kissed his lips softly, ran her fingers through his hair, and studied his eyes for a few moments.

Before she could say anything, Shane said, "You deserve to have him. The fireman. You deserve that kind of pleasure, Sylvia. You do."

He'd never been more submissive, and in that moment Sylvia was certain she'd never loved him more. The fact that he was in that headspace mere moments after his orgasm meant that she'd succeeded in convincing him that cuckolding was right for her, for them, for him.

To her delight, Sylvia was turned on by his submission, and she'd never felt more dominant and she'd done so without saying a word. What he'd said was a product of all the work she'd done up to that point.

There would still be difficulties with actually cuckolding him - fucking Levi, that is - but Sylvia was confident that she could deal with any issues that arose as a result of his angst or of her potential mishandling of her relationship with another man.

The only immediate question was how long Sylvia could manage to wait before seeing Levi again. She wanted to give it at least a week to ensure that Shane was once again overwhelmed with desire. That would have the added benefit of filling her with wild desire, too. So a week it was.

The week would feel long, but it would unquestionably be worth it when she got to quench her already impressive thirst for another hook up with her sexy fireman.