Rachel had Noah Puckerman right where she wanted him: his dick hard and in her hand. She could make do anything when she had him like this. Everyone always wondered why he'd moved to New York City with her after high school, why he had married her six months later, despite the fact they could barely pay rent.
It was simple really.
For all his talk, Noah Puckerman loved to be dominated in the bedroom by his five foot two, Three Time Tony Winner Wife (Yes, the Rachel Berry-Puckerman who had recently posed nude – and very tastefully, mind you!- for a certain bunny-associated men's magazine). Nothing big, no collars, but she called the shots. It was her game. And she was getting bored playing it.
"Noah?" She asked, still pumping his dick. "Can I ask you some thing?"
He moaned something that sounded like "Oh, God, Yes."
She took her hand off of his dick, causing a "what the-" from her husband. "I want you to fuck me. As in, take control. Dominate me." She added at his confused look. "I want you to tell me I'm dirt, punish me." She looked up at him. "Please, baby? For me?"
He nodded slowly. "Strip. Now." he commanded., his voice more husky than normal.
Rachel stood slowly, as she started to unbutton her white shirt, and moved to unhook her paper-thin bra. She shimmed out of the plaid skirt (she was pantyless underneath) and went to unbuckle the thin-high boots she wore, when Noah's voice cut her off.
"Leave them. And stand up straight, I want to see those beautiful girls of yours."
Rachel instantly straightened her spine. "Tell me what you want me to do, my love."
Noah smirked. "I want you to lie there, and don't cum until I say so. Think you can handle that?"
Rachel nodded as she climbed onto their bed, lied back, and started to spread her legs.
Noah trust a finger inside her, and pulled it out, bringing it to her mouth. "Suck it. Lick it clean. Because your a dirty girl, and you just can't help it."
Rachel brought her tongue to her husband's calloused digit, licking it and sucking it similar to on of her blowjobs.
He then took his other hand, and thrust three fingers into her, causing her to moan. "You like this don't you? You love it when I fuck you using my fingers, because your nothing but a little slut, who just wants to cum, aren't you? But its a bit too bad, because you can't. At least, not yet." With that, he slid them out, and took his dick in his hand, stroking it. "I think its time you take a little ride, don't you think?" He said as he plucked but and placed her on his erect shaft, cowgirl style. She lowered down on him, gasping as he filled her. "Giddyup" He whispered in her ear, followed by a sharp slap on her ass.
Rachel started to move up and down, grinding into him, moaning as her felt an orgasm. "N-N-Noah, I'm gonna cum."
"No, you're not. I am." He said started to suck on Rachel's tits, causing her a sharp intake of breath. She kept riding him, and when she felt his release inside of her, she looked at her husband as if to ask, and he nodded.
He trusted upwards, and Rachel Barbara Berry-Puckerman had never came harder in her life.