Control Keeps Changing

My wife and I have a very good sex life. We are both open with each other about what turns us on and where the boundaries lie. My wife came up with the idea of one of us gets to be in control and ask the other to do one thing which cannot be refused. After the task is complete, the power switches back and they get to demand something. I agreed this sounded like fun and the next night we began this new game of ours.

My wife insisted that I go first so I asked that she wear her shortest dress with black garters and nylons as we went out for dinner. I also told her there was a part 2 to this ask and I would tell her at the restaurant. As we sat in our cosy booth, enjoying drinks before we ate, I said to her.

"Now, I want you to show me your panties, right now then go into the washroom and take them off."

She looked at me, with a big smile on her face, stood up and bent over to pick up her napkin and as her dress rose up, I could see the tops of her nylons and then her black panties. She then stood back up and left to go to the washroom. When she returned, still with that big smile on her face, she again bent over to pick up her napkin and again I could see the tops of her nylons but this time I could see her panties were missing. My wife then stood back up and slide into our booth and said.

"Did you like the view?"

"I most certainly did and I look forward to seeing more."

"Now, I get to take control so I want you to go to the washroom and put on what is in this bag. Then come back and show me what has changed."

With that, my wife pulled out a small bag from her purse, handed to me and said,

"Don't be long."

As I left to do as she asked, my mind was racing. What was in the bag and how long had my wife been planning this. Upon entering the washroom, I looked into the bag and inside was pair of black pantyhose. I was somewhat shocked but I had agreed to this game so I slipped into a stall, took off my socks and underwear and replaced them with the pantyhose. It felt awkward walking back to our table, as my cock had started to get hard rubbing against the nylons. As I reached our table, I slide in, handed her over my underwear and socks and waited for her reaction.

"How does it feel? Do you like your cock rubbing against your pantyhose?"

I told her if felt great and that I was getting a hard on. She responded by moving closer to me and undoing my pants so she could slide her hand in, and stroked me as my cock grew to full length. She then removed her hand, told me to leave my zipper down, smiled and said.

"It looks and feels like you are enjoying my present and I have more surprises to cum."

All I could do was smile and wonder what she had in store for me as our dinner arrived. We both had smiles on our faces, while we ate but every so often, she would stop eating, slide her hand back into my pants and stroke my cock.

"Just making sure he is still enjoying his new surroundings."

After eating our dinner, we left the restaurant and as we walked to the car, I had my hand on her are ass and she had her hand inside my pants which made the walk some what awkward but enjoyable. As we drove home, I realized that I now had control so I drove into a parking lot, turned to my wife and told her.

"I want you to make yourself cum right now and let me watch."

My wife turned to me, smiling, as she spread her legs and raised her dress so I could see her fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. It didn't take long before she was moaning and my cock was rock hard as I watched her rub that beautiful pussy. Just to add to the excitement, she would bring her fingers to my mouth every so often, letting me taste her excitement. This went on for awhile until she let out a loud moan and started to shake as her orgasm overtook her. I looked at her as she lay there satisfied, with a big smile on her face, my cock still throbbing as she calmed down.

We drove straight home from the parking lot, with her hand on my cock, parked and went directly to our bedroom. My wife told me she needed to freshen up a bit but I was to lay on the bed, naked except for my pantyhose. I lay there waiting, knowing that she now had control and thinking of what she will cum up with now. When she rejoined me, she had changed into a black nylon body suit with an open crotch. I told her she looked beautiful as she straddled me, rubbing her bare pussy up and down my nylon encased cock. As she leaned down to kiss me, she said.

"I guess I don't have to tell you that I am now in charge and I am asking that you give me control for the rest of the night."

The kiss was very passionate and she knew she had me and I would do as I was told for the rest of the night. My wife then tied me to the bed, spread eagle and then she cut open the pantyhose so that she had access to my hard and throbbing cock. She started to stroke me, slowly at first and a very lose grip but as she continued, she would adjust how tight she stroked me. As I was getting close to exploding, she down at me, with that wicked little smile and said.

"I want you to tell me when you are on the edge so I can make it extra special."

I didn't know how she was going to make me cum any better that what I was feeling at that moment after being teased all night but I was game to find out. It didn't take long until I had to tell her.

"I am ready to explode."

As I tried to anticipate how she was going to make my orgasm, she just stopped and held my cock tightly in her hand. She did not move for a minute or so. I looked at my cock throbbing in her hand and I could see pre cum leaking out onto her fingers.

"That was close, so close you dribbled out some cum onto me so I will need to clean that up before we can continue."

I looked at her, pleading to finish me off, and telling her I didn't want her to stop. She then just leaned over me, forcing her cum covered fingers into my mouth as she told me to clean them up. After she was satisfied that I had done my cleaning properly, she again started to stroke me. This stopping and starting went on for some time until my wife said.

"My hand is getting tired so I am going to need you to help. I will get you on edge this time and next time you will get yourself on the edge."

So that is what we did. She would stroke me slowly, gently then get more aggressive until I had to say Stop then after a short break I would stroke myself. I don't know what was worse, her removing her hand from my cock when I said Stop or having her hand grab my hand from my cock when I said Stop. Either way, I was beside myself, remaining just a few strokes from cumming for such a long time. Of course, each time my wife noticed any pre cum dripping out, she stopped the game we were playing and made me clean it all up.

If all that wasn't enough, she decided to up the torture a little more. She started to run her fingers down from my balls until she reached my ass and then slowly slide just the tip of her finger inside me. This had me saying Stop very quickly until we were stopping every few seconds. Back and forth we went, first her stroking and then me, each time now her adding her fingers to tease my ass and me pleading with her to not stop.

After a longer pause of the game and another clean up, she grabbed my hand, placed it on my cock and told me not to move. She then ran her fingers around my asshole and I was moaning and moving as she dipped her finger inside me then she would remove it. Finally, she told me to stroke my cock which I instantly did and as I stroked away, she slide her finger totally inside me and I lost it all. I quickly told her to stop but she didn't and in an instant I exploded with what was probably the best orgasm I ever had. I exploded all over my stomach and when I looked down I had never seen me produce so much cum in my life.

As I laid there, drained and exhausted, my wife took hold of my cock, stroking it trying to get left over cum. She then brought her fingers to my mouth and made me lick them clean. Next, laying there with my eyes closed, I could feel her fingers moving all over my stomach as she gathered the cum resting there. She told me not to swallow until, as in her words, finish the clean up. I am not sure how many times her fingers entered my mouth but in the end my mouth was quite full. When all was cleaned up she said.

"You may now swallow your treat. You did good so as a reward I think I will keep control while I think of other ways we can have some fun."

As I swallowed the mouthful of cum, my mind was racing as to what else she could think of to add to this night going forward. Not sure at this time, but I know my wife had never been one to shy away from expanding our sexual adventures.