How to Revive a Married Sex Life

We had only been married a couple of years and our sex life had deteriorated slowly throughout our relationship. I am not solely blaming my husband George for it; I was every bit as guilty of allowing it to start to wither away. Yes, we did still make love at times but even on these occasions things were often stale.

I decided I was going to do something about it. I wanted George to be much more attentive to me when we were not actually having sex and more aware of my needs when we were. If I was going to succeed, I needed to take control, something that neither had been doing for a while. The obvious way to change things and get his attention was to get him to appreciate the sex and particularly his orgasms. Denial and edging seemed good ways to achieve this. I started by issuing an ultimatum.

"I am not going to allow you to orgasm for at least seven days. An orgasm then will depend on me being happy with your performance during the week."

I could see his surprise at my outburst before he said,

"What do you mean my orgasm will be dependent on my performance?"

"Very simple if you don't satisfy my needs during the week, you will not be allowed to cum for a further seven days. I have decided that you will be required to go down on me every morning this week and I recommend that you ensure I orgasm at least once. You can start right now; I am very ready."

It was Sunday morning and I had at least piqued his interest. His mouth was between my legs within seconds and I was delighted that he seemed very focused on bringing me to climax. I told him what a good job he was doing. The sexual tension was quite unlike it had been in a long time and I was stunned how quickly I was approaching an orgasm. I was tempted to delay it but then decided that instead I would require him to bring me twice. This feeling of empowerment was wonderful and I held his head in place as I wailed loudly and orgasmed strongly.

When I regained my senses, I was delighted to see hubby's cock was harder than I had seen it for a long time. I laid him on his back and very gently played with his erection with my hands.

"But you said I was not allowed to cum until next Sunday."

"That is right you can't. I didn't say that I would not play with your cock I said you are not allowed to cum. If you do cum seven days becomes fourteen days. You are beautifully hard right now but I am going to keep you on the edge until I am ready for you to bring me again."

With this I cranked things up by taking his cock into my mouth. I was super gentle with it using my tongue around the purple head. I knew it would drive him mad with excitement and I was right.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No, --yes, --- fuck I don't know, I am ready to burst."

"Well if you can't control yourself, you had better get back between my legs. You have my permission to use your hands as well as your mouth. Don't disappoint me so early in the week."

I ensured that while he worked skilfully, I did stroke his erection just often enough to make sure it stayed erect. He used his fingers mainly on my ass and even to penetrate it as his tongue finally brought me to another orgasm. My final demand from him was to say,"

"Now masturbate yourself until I tell you to stop. I want you to keep yourself right on the edge. I might change my mind and tell you to bring yourself. If I do then you must cum within ten seconds unless you want a two-week ban."

I loved watching him struggle manfully and by the time, after about quarter of an hour, I told him to stop, his erection looked painfully erect and nearly as purple as its head. The rest of the day George was very attentive towards me and I was tempted to break the rules I had set as the situation had aroused me deeply. When we went to bed, I was delighted to see that he was fully erect. He snuggled up behind me with his cock between my cheeks. I felt reinvigorated as I fell asleep.

The next morning when I woke my body seemed to have remembered that George was going to be bringing me to orgasm before we went to work. I came with alarming speed and enjoyed a thoroughly satisfactory climax. George was yet again erect and while I didn't touch it, I told him he could masturbate if he wanted as long as he didn't orgasm. When I returned, I suspected he had done just what I had offered him.

Tuesday morning I again woke excited. I wanted to let George fuck me but held strong but demanded that he to licked my ass. My god it felt like my sex life had been transformed in a couple of days. He had not licked my bottom for many months and when he did it felt great. I could have enjoyed it for hours but time would not permit so I suggested he found my clit with his fingers. I wondered whether having not orgasmed daily for years my orgasms might not be so strong after the previous couple of days but in fact it was exactly the opposite. The combination of my clit and my anus being played with at the same time brought about a lovely orgasm.

Each morning during the week got better. My orgasms were quicker and quicker arriving and seemed to get even stronger. Later in the week I had time to edge George each morning and his erections were always rock-hard. He kissed me and cuddled me like he hadn't in years.

Finally Sunday arrived and it was a very expectant husband who tried to make out he was not trying to wake me. He need not have worried as I had been dozing and dreaming erotic dreams. I am not sure who was most excited but I was determined that I would be fully in control of events. I think George was expecting to just fuck me, but I had other plans.

"I have enjoyed your oral attentions all week and you are going to start by doing just that. When I tell you I am ready you can offer me your erection. You can keep fucking me until you are about to cum. You will withdraw and lick me until I think you are ready to go again. You will not cum unless I give you permission."

"But you said I could cum today."

"No I said you couldn't cum until today. You have done well all week but don't spoil it now. You will not get permission for at least 30 minutes and I want you right on the very edge until I consider giving you permission."

What I didn't say was that I wanted to be on the edge too. I was fully on the brink of cumming before I told him to enter me. Missionary position was not a favourite for us but felt perfect at that moment. I could not remember wanting his cock quite so much as I did at that moment and it felt perfect. Without clitoral stimulation penetration is never enough to make me orgasm but right at that time that was perfect. George has always had good control but I knew he would not last long given the week he had endured. It was about five minutes and my natural lubrication was coating the area right round to my ass when his breathing changed. I told him to withdraw and go down on me. My pussy was a molten mess but that didn't seem to bother him as he lapped at me like a starving man would at food. I was shocked but delighted as I exploded into a climax and the area seemed to get even wetter. I had never had oral sex after being penetrated and I wondered why the hell not.

He was back inside me before I had fully recovered but that was perfect. This time he was close to cumming within two or three minutes. I gave him the option to stop there or for him to go down on me again. His face was already totally covered in my lubrication but there was no way he was going to stop or disobey me. I took longer but surprised myself by cumming again on his fingers and tongue. This time his fingers fucked me as he sucked my clit. I was still excited by the situation but knew he had suffered enough.

"Fuck my brains out I am all yours to do with whatever you want."

I loved feeling his urgency that I hadn't felt for a very long time. He got me to kneel as he took me from behind. He lasted much longer than I expected as he fucked me from behind with long hard fast strokes. After about five minutes he roared as he arrived at an orgasm that he told me later was the strongest he could remember. I loved the feeling of him pumping into me until he had completely emptied his balls.

We collapsed together and he said it was the most amazing week of his life. I told him he could fuck me again during the day but would be back on edging and denial for the rest of the week. We did fuck again that day as he took me in the ass as he played with my clit until my orgasm triggered his.

Edging and denial became vital components of our revitalised sex life. He became very skilled at edging me until I would promise him anything. He did struggle to deny me orgasms for days in the way I did him but being edged for hours during a day before being given permission to climax gave me the most explosive wonderful orgasms of my life. I managed to edge him daily and deny him an orgasm for sixteen days on one occasion. I insisted on using my hands to relieve him at the end of the time as I wanted to see the volume and power of his ejaculations. I felt the power as his balls tightened and his cum exploded in wave after wave of cum powering up through his erection. He squirted at least a dozen times before cum started just dribbling. I had never seen a man stay so erect as he did after cumming and we were soon both enjoying his beautiful erection.