Teach Me [F] to Cum

I came home full of confidence that I was going to get what I needed that day. I wasn’t going to take no for an answer. I started by getting in a black mini skirt and sheer white shirt. Black stripped thigh socks for extra measure just because I know he likes it. I walked into his office while I finished off my red hair in pig tails, told him to finish his work and meet me in the living room.
He seemed irritated by that already but it was about to become much more annoying for him. When he finally came out I was already on the couch my knees on either side on my face to show my him my pussy. My clit sucker had already put most the work in and made me soft and wet.

He didn’t even bother to look down he stared into my eyes saying, “what is it.” It’s a question but not one he wants to ask so he makes it blunt.

I try to keep my cool but honestly the more rude he is to me the more I want to shove his dick down my throat and prove what a good girl I am.

But I resist my stupid slut urge and move on with a smile and say, “Make me cum.”

It was suppose to come off as confident and demanding but instead it comes out like a question full of submission undertones.

I cursed under my breathe as I watched his demeanor change. He did a side smirk and relaxed his shoulders. I let go of a breathe I wasn’t aware I was holding in thinking, maybe this will go okay. He moves closer to me closing the 4 feet of distance slowly. He stops and drops to his knees gets his lips inches away from my pussy.

Darts his eyes up to me and asks so sweetly, “This is what you want…right?”

I basically pant out a yes as fast as I can dropping all ruse that I’m in control of this. He sticks his tongue out and leans even closer but stops within centimeters of eager heat. I lean my head back expecting the soft twirl of his tongue, ready for him to make my need go away.

Instead I feel a quick rush of wind as his hand comes down hard on my inner thigh. I screamed at the unexpected sting and shoot my eyes to him with a look of confused panic.

He was already standing up. His smile even wider now. He leans down to my face putting each hand on the couch behind my face, trapping my focus on to him. His expression goes cold and his voice goes soft when he said, “who the fuck do you think you are?”

The hit to my thigh was so hard it started welting in the shape of his hand and tears threatened at the back of my eyes but I hardened myself, “I’m your wife and I want you to make me cum.”

His hand squeezes my checks in forcing me to make that stupid fish face.
“Don’t I get a please wife?” He says please in a mocking way.

“I didn’t know I had to ask still, aren’t you mine?”

He frowns again, “So my wife wants to dominate me?”

Now I’m flustered here because I know when I’m getting put in a trap, this was one, but I wouldn’t back down. “Maybe that’s what you deserve when you don’t make me cum enough.” I put all of my confidence into that trying to muster as much edge as I could.
He storms off as I hear him in the kitchen and bottles coming out of the freezer, he makes himself a drink and downs it before making another and coming back to deal with me.
He looks at me with a challenge in his eyes. He said, “do it then, tell me what you want.”

“I want to cum.” I said it loud and sure.

He chuckles, “Right you said that but how?”

Shit…. Now I know where he’s going with this. I mumbled, “I don’t know I guess, whatever you want I just want to cum.”

He laughed even harder. “So let me get this straight, you want to tell me what to do but you don’t even know what you want?”

I sit up straighter and again,” I want to cum what’s so hard to understand?”
Yeah, he didn’t love that attitude.

“What’s so hard to understand,” he said full of anger ,” is why my stupid slut pulled me away from important work just to tell me she doesn’t know how to make herself cum.”

I stand up spinning around to glare at him, “I do know how to make myself cum I was using the clit sucker before you even came out!”

“That’s what I thought, you know how to press a button and wait.”

Shit shit shit this is not going as planned and he’s absolutely right, I haven’t cum by myself without a machine since I was in high school.
He stood up getting close to me then coming behind me reaching his arm around my waist and under my skirt cupping my wetness.

He whispered in my ear, “do you even understand what I do to you and how I do it?”

I close my eyes trying to think about what he actually does but even just trying to remember makes my head fuzzy. Absently I lean back into him pushing my hips up to meet more of his fingers and give him a better angel to slip into me. Truth is I don’t care how he’s doing it I just want him to do it all the time. I’ve never been able to recreate what he does to me. How he makes me cum so fast and how he squirts me every time leaving my body writhing with the electricity he sends with every touch.

He pulls his hand back slowly up my stomach, still whispering he says, “Of course you don’t, you’re just a senseless slut who’s mind goes blank the second your pussy gets as wet as it is now.”

His fingers left a wet trail as they glide over me. As if on cue my brain left me. No words were going to come back to me making me useless in this trap I levied on myself.
I whimper as he leaves me standing alone and he circles back around me to sit on the couch in front of me.

“Unlike you, I know what I want and I know how to get it.” He swings his bourbon down his throat and barks,” On your knees.”

I drop without hesitation slamming my knees a little to hard on the wood floor. “Crawl to me.” He demands.

I swing my ass high as I crawl on all fours to him. I get to his feet and sit back on my knees looking up at him with doe eyes knowing I’ve lost all idea of dominating. I’m not the one calling shots anymore, not that I ever really was.

He leans over to me with his elbows on his knees as he meets my face saying, “want me to show you how I make you cum?”

I perk up at this, all of this is about me cuming and I didn’t want a lesson but I’d take college courses in it if it meant I got to cum in the end. “Yes sir, I want you to show me.”

He puts his glass down behind me and stands up so his hard cock is in front of my face. He circles around me grabbing my loose hair in a fist pulling me to my feet before bending me back over so I’m leaning over the couch with my ass in the air. He strikes my ass just as hard as he did my thigh forming another welt in the shape his hand on my ass. I scream again but this time it comes with a moan at the end because he’s already pushed two fingers inside of me. I throw my head back sending my red hair across my back as he plays with my pussy.

He pumps his fingers in and out in circles and flicking them in every direction. I can feel myself tighten and heat start to build in my belly. My breathing got quick and he got faster. It felt like seconds before I was sent over the edge moaning as I squirted all over the couch and floor. I had finally cum and I could feel it all over my body.
He let me ride it out before pulling back on my hair making me arch back to him.

His lips against my temple he said, “If you can show me or tell me anything I just did to you I’ll let you cum again.”

I didn’t get to cum again.

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