We had been married for about 4 years and had a baby daughter of two. Our sex life had been pretty average. My wife had had very little experience with men prior to us getting together. It took me a fair while for her to open up and let herself go. I on the other hand, had had a pretty good tally of activities with other women. It was a long and somewhat tedious process getting her to be willing to participate in any sex orientated action. However I stuck to it and eventually she got involved and became a bit more receptive to my needs as well as her own. Sex with her was good, however she was never forthcoming with her needs wants and desires, but she was willing to respond to mine. We went on to have two more children. The children took a lot of her time as there was about 18 months between each of them. It was always me who initiated sex between us and over the years that followed I would be the dominant one and she the submissive one, which suited us both.

She would accept the typical standard type of intimacy between us and was happy to plod on in this way. I on the other hand was looking to move on and add more excitement to our activities. I introduced her to some mild porn magazines which she at first disliked and took it as a personal indication that I thought she was inadequate. After allaying her fears and concerns, the magazines became more risqué as time went on, as did the video’s I introduced which took the same path, which she slowly accepted through my sensitive and careful handling.

I’d introduce erotic situations and stories to her whilst in the act of intercourse and occasionally delved into a little role-play fantasy in which I’d pretend to be a stranger who by chance would meet her in a bar, chat about things and find out she was married and that her husband was working away for a while and she was a little bored and lonely. I’d eventually talk her round to me taking advantage of her whilst hubby was away. After a time she seemed to enjoy these sessions and I found her to be more responsive and forthcoming. Her pussy would become a lot wetter along with the occasional groan and moan. I got to wondering what she would be like and how would she react if a real stranger instead of a fantasy one was on the scene. I got a bit of a kick out of this myself and thought I’d like to see her perform with another man, to see how she would react and what she would do. In my dominant role I introduced this as an option she might want to indulge in. Her response was an emphatic NO!. I’d touched a nerve. This now became quiet a target of passion for me and I would regularly introduce it as a scenario I’d like to happen. Her negative responses would fire her up and increase the control I wanted to exert over her. My dominant role went up a notch to a higher level. My requests to her in the past were now becoming demands. From ‘Can I suck your tit and stroke your pussy’ to ‘Stick your tit in my mouth and open your legs so I can stick my fingers up you’. To my surprise she responded positively. A little hesitant at first but with my persistence and encouragement we were making strides in the right direction. This fuelled my desire to push the boundaries further. It got to the point where I’d say to her ‘Get your mouth round my cock and suck me off’ and she would automatically go down on me, then as I was coming I’d say ‘Swallow it and don’t spill any’. I’d look at her taking it down, then take my cock out then get her to open her mouth to check it was all gone. Then I’d get her to lick the last little bit of come that always trickled out off of the end of my cock. I’d then tell her ‘What a good little girl she is and what a good cock sucker she has become’. I’d keep her aroused and on the simmer, ready for a fucking. I’d compliment her on how good looking she was and that she would be any man’s dream for the night. ‘Yeh she’d say I’m sure I would’ in a self-effacing way. I’d say to her ‘No I really mean it, you’re a very sexy lady’ she would smile shyly and say she’s not confident in feeling sexy. ‘Don’t worry I’d tell her, if you continue doing what you’re told it will grow on you and you’ll feel and be confident. ‘Look at what you’re doing to me, and the effect you’re having on me, you must be doing it right or I wouldn’t get so aroused. You’re underestimating yourself I’d say. I knew this would make her feel good and then I’d tell her to open her legs for me, then, I’d climb on top of her and tell her to ‘Get hold of my cock and guide it in your cunt’. Then I’d ride her gently telling her ‘What a good little fucker she is’. I’d prolong my coming to make sure she was enjoying it as much as she could as well as getting her to come. I’d tell her ‘What a lovely little spunker she is’ and that how nice it would be and that right now, how I wished it was someone else’s cock fucking her instead of mine. Then just before coming I’d push in hard and hold it there and say ‘Imagine this is someone else’s seed shooting in you’ and that how I wish I could see another cock stuck up her, filling her cunt up with come. I’d then let it go limp and pull it out and look at her come filled pussy, with come dribbling down the crack of her arse. Then I’d tell her to ‘Lick my cock clean of the juices’ I’d then cuddle up close with her and tell how much I love her. She would apologise for not being as forward as I’d like her to be and that she finds it difficult. I’d tell that that’s why I take the lead, otherwise our sex life would be dull and boring and where would that leave us. Over the years she had become dependant on me and I was taking the opportunity to make the most of it for both of us. As long as she had the security and love, from me that she wanted and needed. I could use her lack of self confidence to get what I wanted and keep her happy.

I’d often tell her to open her legs and part her cunt lips with her fingers so I could lick her lovely pussy out and get her to climax. Again I would tell her she was ‘Born for fucking and that other men don’t know what they’re missing and like me, should have the opportunity to enjoy her as much as I do’. I told her that she had developed into being a really good fuck and that it would be a waste if nobody else could fuck her, to experience what a good fuck she was. She became so hot, conditioned and primed that I would occasionally say ‘Who’s a good little fucker’ and she’d reply ‘I am’, ‘who’s a good little cock-sucker’ ‘I am’ she’d say. It got to the stage that when we indulged in sex I’d say ‘What do I want my good little girl to do’? She’d reply ‘You want someone else to fuck me and come inside me, then for me to lick them clean after and to suck them off and swallow their cum if they want me to, while you watch ‘ ‘Dead right’ I’d say ‘But let’s not leave it too long though, lets think about turning this fantasy into reality’. I’d get so worked up that I’d cum jug loads and every chance I had I’d fuck her with the same goal of getting her to perform with someone. I confirmed for her that if she had any doubts about my love for her I wouldn’t be fucking her as much and as regularly as I do. ‘That’s the effect you have on me’ I told her. I even went as far as suggesting that she might even consider at some time taking on two men at once, one who could fuck her while she sucks off the other, but at this stage not to rush things. I was impressed and pleased at how far my lovely wife had developed and what a good job I’d done on her over all this time.