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Ivy Craves Control - Part 11
🕑 Added 2021-08-24 06:43:31 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
“Tom, darling?” Ivy asked as she popped her head into the bathroom.
Tom looked out from under the towel he was trying his hair with, smiled at his beautiful wife, and said, “Yes?”
Ivy stepped into the bathroom with a surprisingly serious look on her face. “Abigail’s going to be staying with us for a little while.”
“Really?” Tom asked. “What happened?”
“She and Eric are separating,” Ivy explained. “It was her idea and Eric has refused to move out of the house, apparently under the misguided notion that doing so would convince Abigail to stay, or that he could somehow make it difficult for her. Our business is quite a bit more successful than he realizes, though, and I told Abigail she’ll have a place here as long as she wants it.”
“Of course,” Tom replied. “Is there anything I can do to make it easier for her?”
Ivy smiled and stepped closer. “I knew you’d ask that, because you’re the kind of man that thinks about others before himself. You’re the exact opposite of Abigail’s husband.”
She kissed him softly and Tom closed his eyes and enjoyed the wonderful sensations of his wife’s lips against his. He was surprised and more than a little delighted when her mouth opened and she offered her tongue. Her fingers loosened the towel around his waist and Ivy took Tom’s cock in her hand and stroked him slowly until he was sporting a rigid erection.
“Thank you for being a wonderful husband,” Ivy said as her fingers moved up and down his shaft.
“It’s all for you, Ivy,” Tom said. “You make me want to be a wonderful husband. You make it worth putting your needs above mine. Nothing makes me happier than making you happy. Honestly.”
“I know,” Ivy replied. “I want you to behave the same way towards Abigail. I know you already do that to some extent, but I want you to truly dedicate yourself to that from here on out. You don’t need my permission to do as she desires. If you want, you can think of yourself as having two dominant women in your life. And, as Abigail already mentioned, I’ve given her permission to play with your cock as she sees fit. She’s under no obligation to do so, of course, but if she wants you to fuck her, you’ll do so. Do you understand?”
“Of course,” Tom said. “I’ll be good, I promise.”
Ivy smiled. “I know you will. I know I don’t have to worry about it. I taught you well, didn’t I?”
Tom nodded and watched Ivy drop to her knees in front of him. His cock throbbed at the idea that she might actually take him in her mouth. He hadn’t been completely cut off since she started sleeping with Daniel, but their sexual interactions had slowed.
Ivy looked up and kissed the head of his cock. Her lips felt warm and soft and when her tongue snaked out and moved over the underside of his cock head Tom felt his knees go weak. The pleasure was so much more intense because he hadn’t experience much of it recently and he couldn’t help but moan.
“Do you ever think about me with Daniel?” Ivy asked.
“Yes,” Tom said. “All the time.”
“Does it turn you on?” she asked.
Tom nodded. It was still a little embarrassing to be aroused his wife’s sexual relationship with another man, but it was his reality.
“Do you ever think about me sucking his cock?” she asked.
“Sometimes, when I hear just him moaning,” Tom said. He’d heard that very thing just a few days ago. Ivy had taken Daniel to their bedroom and a few minutes later his moans drifted down the hallway. The only thing Tom could think was that Daniel was on the receiving end of a blowjob and he’d pictured Ivy on her knees in front of him, sucking cock with the kind of passion she mustered when she was truly in the mood to give pleasure.
“Does it turn you on to think about me sucking Daniel’s cock?” Ivy asked.
Tom nodded. Every question deepened his arousal, especially since Ivy was kissing and licking the head of his cock while he answered.
“It makes me happy that you’re turned on by my relationship with Daniel,” Ivy said. “You have no idea how happy. I knew you wouldn’t object, but I love that you’re so into it. I love that it makes you hard. I love that Abigail was able to make you cum in your pants while you listened to Daniel fuck me.”
Tom wasn’t sure he’d ever forget that morning. Abigail had expertly manipulated his cock without taking it out of his pants and she’d gotten him off while they both listened to Ivy’s loud, lusty moans coming from the bedroom. If Abigail moving in meant more mornings like that, Tom was going to be a very happy man.
“I still like your cock, Tom,” Ivy said. “I just happen to like it a little more when it hasn’t cum for a long time. It makes you even more fun to play with.”
She swallowed his cock and Tom closed his eyes, grabbed the bathroom counter to steady his balance, and moaned at the explosion of pleasure that went off between his legs. Ivy sucked with great vigor and her mouth moved with remarkable speed. She brought him right to the edge of an orgasm in almost no time and then pulled off, kissed the head of his cock, and stood up, leaving Tom equal parts frustrated and aroused.
“I need you on your best behavior when Abigail arrives,” she said. “So I can’t have you cumming. Perhaps she’ll see fit to reward you with an orgasm, though. Oh, and Daniel’s coming over tonight and since the guest room is becoming Abigail’s bedroom, you’ll have to sleep on the pull out couch.”
“Of course,” Tom replied. “That’s not a problem at all.”
Ivy smiled. “I know. You’re always so willing to be helpful.”
“Thank you for the oral play, by the way,” he said. “It was really hot even if I didn’t get to cum.”
Ivy reached out and caressed his cock. “You know, I almost always give Daniel a blowjob to completion when I spend the night with him. He fucks me too, of course, but I can’t help but want to feel him cum in my mouth when we have enough time together for multiple rounds of pleasure. So tonight, when you hear him moaning, perhaps you can think of him in my mouth. You can think of him cumming in my mouth, in fact. Would that thrill you, Tom?”
“Yes, and if you keep playing with my cock like that there’s a chance I might cum while thinking about that very thing,” he replied.
Ivy bit her lower lip and smiled. “It’s more tempting than you know to try and tease an orgasm out of you, Tom. I could spend hours playing with this cock of yours and telling you naughty stories about the fun I’ve had with Daniel.”
Tom wanted that more than anything, but it wasn’t his place to ask for it.
“Another time, perhaps,” she said. “There’s work to be done today. You’ll need to make sure the guest room is ready to become Abigail’s room. I’d like the house cleaned as well, and the lawn needs to be mowed. Will you take care of all that for me, Tom?”
“Of course,” Tom replied. “It would be my pleasure.” There was a time when Tom would have chafed at the idea of doing all the chores around the house, but that time had long since passed. Now he happily served his wife’s needs, no matter what they were.
Ivy leaned in, gave him a kiss on the cheek, and said, “I love you, Tom.”
“I love you too, Ivy,” he replied.
Ivy turned and left the room. Tom watched her go and then resumed drying his hair. He had a long day ahead of him and there was no time to waste.
“Tom?” a soft voice asked.
Tom shot up and looked towards the voice to see the backlit outline of a woman in what looked to be a nightie. “Ivy?” he asked.
“No, it’s Abigail,” she said.
Tom glanced at the clock to see it that it was a little after 1 a.m. “Is everything okay?” he asked.
“Yes, of course. Sorry, I didn’t mean to alarm you,” she replied.
Tom swung his legs over the side of the pullout bed and asked, “Is there anything I can do for you, Abigail?”
Abigail approached and Tom couldn’t help but feel a stirring of desire at the sight of her in a short, lace-trimmed satin nightie. The fact that her nipples were gently poking through the thin material made it particularly difficult not to stare.
“You’ve already done so much for me,” she said, “but I’m feeling more…well, sad and vulnerable than I thought I would, if I’m being honest.”
“That’s understandable,” Tom replied. “Even if you weren’t happy at home, this is a massive change and it’s bound to include a certain amount of mourning for the life you used to lead.”
Abigail stepped between Tom’s legs and he looked up at her. She seemed impossibly beautiful in the moonlight that filled the living room and he felt an exceptional stirring of desire for her. It felt a little strange to feel that lust for someone other than his wife, but Ivy had made it clear that Tom was free to do whatever Abigail desired.
“Tom, will you come to bed with me?” Abigail asked.
“Of course,” he said.
She offered her hand and Tom stood and took it. Abigail smiled and led him out of the living room and into the guest bedroom. She shut the door, turned out the light, and took his hand once more. They crawled into bed together, Abigail rolled onto her side, and she pulled on Tom’s hand until his body was nestled against hers in the big spoon position.
“Thank you for this,” Abigail said. “For everything, really. I feel a little sad now, but the truth is, my life has changed for the better. Seeing how your relationship with Ivy changed as she assumed control and taught you how to be the submissive husband she needed showed me the shortcomings of my marriage. It showed me what kind of marriage I want to be in. It showed me what kind of man I want to be with, Tom, and your willingness to see to my needs along with your wife’s showed me that the kind of man I want to be with actually exists.”
“It brings me great pleasure to serve your needs, Abigail,” Tom replied as he snuggled a little closer. His cock came to life – there was no avoiding it – but he figured Abigail wouldn’t be offended. “It has from the first moment Ivy ordered me to drop to my knees and worship your pussy. It’s brought me pleasure to serve you ever since, and I’m certain that your presence in my life made it much easier to accept Daniel’s addition to Ivy’s life. You showed me that she deserves to have everything she wants, including a man that can see to her sexual needs whenever she craves him.”
Abigail gently moved her ass against Tom’s cock, offering a surefire sign that she’d felt his arousal and she didn’t find it the least bit offensive. “Daniel won’t be the last, you know,” she said. “He’s just the first in a long line of men that Ivy will welcome into your bed. Now that she’s gotten a taste for what life is like with total sexual freedom, she’s not going back.”
Tom knew he should have found that revelation – which he was certain was true the moment he heard it – at least a little bit alarming. He couldn’t bring himself to feel that level of alarm, though. Instead, he felt arousal.
Abigail took Tom’s hand and placed it on her breast. He caressed her flesh through the impossibly soft satin of her nightie and she unleashed a gentle moan. “When they fucked tonight, did you listen?” Abigail asked.
“I did,” Tom said as he continued to play with her breasts.
“Did it turn you on to listen to another man fucking your wife?” Abigail asked.
“It did,” Tom answered. “It turned me on to listen to her going down on him, too.”
“How do you know she went down on him?” Abigail asked.
She pushed her ass back into Tom’s pelvis and moved it in slow circles, drawing out a moan as his cock throbbed with a painful kind of desire. “I know she’s giving him a blowjob when he’s the only one moaning. She said that when she spends the night with him she almost always gives him a blowjob to completion because they go for multiple rounds. She said she likes to swallow for him, so I listened tonight. I listened and I pictured her going down on him.”
Abigail slowly spun around until she and Tom were face to face. “You enjoy serving my needs, don’t you Tom?”
“Yes,” he said. “Your needs are my needs.”
“I need to have good sex, Tom,” Abigail said. “Can you do that for me? Can you give me that? Can you be a good submissive and give me that?”
“Yes, I can,” he answered.
Abigail smiled and kissed him. The moment their lips met a tidal wave of passion poured out of her and Tom quickly matched it. His hand slipped under the bottom of her nightie and he grabbed her taut, perfect ass. She moaned into his mouth and reached down to free his cock from his underwear and take it in her soft, skilled hand.
“I want you, Abigail,” Tom said. “I crave you.” It was true, but Tom also suspected it was the sort of thing Abigail needed to hear.
She pushed Tom onto his back and pushed his underwear down. He took the hint, shucked them off, and tossed them aside. A moment later Abigail was on top. Her lips found his and their tongues mingled as she reached down and helped guide his cock into her pussy.
“Oh, Tom,” she said.
He groaned at the intense heat and wetness that instantly enveloped his cock. “Fuck, Abigail, you feel incredible.”
She smiled, put her hands on his chest, and began to rock back and forth on his cock, grinding her clit into his pelvis as she did.
“This is just what I need, Tom,” she said. “I need your cock inside me. I need you to make me feel good. I need good sex again.”
Tom needed not to cum before he’d satisfied Abigail. He couldn’t fail at that. He had to be a good submissive and give her what she needed. In this case, an orgasm wouldn’t suffice. He couldn’t cum too quickly and finish her with his mouth or his fingers. She needed good sex, which meant he needed to concentrate on giving her pleasure without taking too much for himself.
The groped, kissed, and caressed each other while Abigail rode his cock. They filled the guest room with their moans and Tom lost himself in the sheer pleasure of a kind of submission he hadn’t yet experienced. Ivy had no need to use his cock for her pleasure, but Abigail was different, at least in her vulnerable state.
After a few minutes Abigail lifted her pussy from his cock, rolled onto her back, and pulled Tom on top. He slid into her with ease and she grabbed his ass and said, “Fuck me, Tom. Fuck me until I cum.”
Tom delivered. It was more difficult than he expected to keep his orgasm at bay, but he delivered. He fucked Abigail like she needed to be fucked. He fucked her for far longer than he thought possible, too.
“Tom, I’m close,” Abigail said. “Are you close?”
“Yes,” he replied. “I’m close.”
“Tom, I want you to cum inside me,” Abigail said. “I want you to make me feel good by cumming inside me.”
Tom nodded and fucked her harder. Abigail wrapped her arms around him and pulled Tom close. She let out a long moan that began deep in her chest and then floated into the air above them as what seemed to be an exceptionally long, potent orgasm worked its way through her body.
“Fuck, I’m cumming,” Tom said as he buried his cock inside her and climaxed. He closed his eyes and savored every moment of his orgasm. He savored the wetness and heat of her pussy. He savored the fact that he was cumming inside someone other than his wife for the first time in a long time. He savored the fact that in doing so he was being a good submissive. It was a perfect handful of moments all strung together and it left Tom with a joyful smile on his face.
“Thank you,” Abigail said. “That was exactly what I needed.”
“It was my pleasure,” Tom replied.
“I’d like you to spend the night with me, if you don’t mind,” she said.
Tom smiled. “I’ll do anything for you, Abigail, so of course I’ll spend the night.”
He pulled out and rolled onto his back next to her. Abigail immediately cuddled up next to him and Tom smiled. He wasn’t sure what his future held, but it seemed like offering his submission to two women in the same house was going to work out very well.
