<p>Click here to read <a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/goddess-night-1-52560503">part 1</a> and <a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/goddess-night-2-52639994">part 2</a> of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="113882847" src="/2f/00/2f0078b07eafd6c8c0337b6fdb01cc83e66df680ba88c974b212df0560635b13.jpg"></p><p>You were cuddled up on the couch with your wife. She had an arm around you and a glass of wine in her hand. You were watching <em>The Bachelorette</em>, the one reality show she indulged in.</p><p>“Dinner was exceptional,” she said. “You’ve turned into a remarkably good cook.”</p><p>“Thank you,” you replied. Her compliment filled you with a wonderful sense of warmth. Making your wife happy – especially on goddess nights – brings you more pleasure than almost anything. “I really like cooking for you.”</p><p>She looked down at you and kissed your forehead. “I know you do. Everything you’ve done tonight has been incredible. Every bit of stress I was feeling is gone. You deserve a reward for that.”</p><p>You sat up and asked, “Really?”</p><p>“Absolutely,” she said. “Go to the bedroom. You’ll find your chastity key on the bed along with a little something I picked up for you at the store. I’ll join you soon.”</p><p>You finished your glass of wine and headed for the bedroom with excitement roiling in your loins. You spotted the small, shiny chastity key in the bed and it wasn’t until you were a few steps into the bedroom that you saw the pair of blue lace panties the key was resting on.</p><p>There was a small, folded piece of paper just above the panties. You picked it up, unfolded it, and read: “Busy, powerful men buy pretty things for their wives to wear, so I bought you these. I want you to look pretty for me, so be a good boy and unlock your cock and put them on.”</p><p>It wasn’t just busy, powerful men that liked to see their wives in pretty things. Almost all men enjoyed that particular pleasure, you included. Now your wife was turning that reality on its head. It fit with the theme of goddess nights, though that didn’t stop you from feeling a little worried. Putting on a pair of panties felt like a far bigger step than worshiping her pussy or cooking dinner for her.</p><p>Ultimately, there was only one choice to make. You unlocked your cock, set the pieces of the chastity device on the nightstand, and grabbed the panties from the bed. You ran your fingers over the delicate material and felt a mild, intriguing sort of pleasure at the idea of wearing them for your wife. You imagined the look on her face as she walked in the room and the pleasure she might give you if you proved your willingness to put her needs above everything else on goddess nights.</p><p>You stepped into the panties and pulled them up. The thong slipped between your ass cheeks and your cock and balls rested nicely in the soft lace. You stepped in front of the mirror and were surprised to find you didn’t look nearly as ridiculous as you thought you might.</p><p>“You look good,” your wife said.</p><p>You turned to see her standing in the doorway with a freshly poured glass of wine in her hand. “Thanks,” you replied. You didn’t even think about it. The word just came out of your mouth. “Thank you for buying them for me.”</p><p>Your wife sipped her wine and sauntered into the room. “You deserve to look pretty,” she said before a big smile slowly crossed her face. She stopped in front of you and reached out to gently caress your cock in the blue lace. “Do you feel pretty?”</p><p>You nodded. You didn’t exactly feel pretty, but you felt a great deal more feminine than you’d expected to, and that seemed like reason enough to nod.</p><p>“Help me out of my skirt,” your wife said.</p><p>You moved behind her and unzipped her skirt as ordered. You worked it over her hips and it fell to the floor. You picked it up, folded it, and placed it on the bed.</p><p>“Take off my blouse,” she said.</p><p>You carefully unbuttoned her blouse, took it to the closet, and put it on a hanger. You returned to the bedroom and noted that your wife looked breathtaking in her bra, panties, and high heels. For a moment you admired her body and thought of how lucky you were to be with her.</p><p>Your wife pointed to the floor in front of her. You strode towards her, fell to your knees, and looked up. She smiled and said, “I can see why men like having their wives in something pretty. I can see why those wives want to look pretty.” She reached out and ran her fingers through your hair. “Take my panties off.”</p><p>You reached up and pulled her panties down, freeing her perfect pussy. Your desire to worship it had not diminished.</p><p>“Men like this view, don’t they?” she asked. “They like seeing someone pretty on her knees in front of them, don’t they?”</p><p>You nodded. Every man enjoyed that view. Your wife pulled you between her legs and you put your tongue to work on her pussy. She smiled, moaned, and then sipped her wine.</p><p>“Your ass looks good in that thong,” she said. “Good enough to fuck, even. Would you like me to fuck you in your pretty panties, baby?”</p><p>She refused to release her grip on the back of your head, which made it impossible to answer. She didn’t seem to want an answer, though. She was quite clearly immersed in the pleasure of being in control and you knew very well that if she wanted to fuck you, that’s what would happen. You didn’t have any say in the matter.</p><p>“God damn that mouth of yours is incredible,” she said. “Suck on my clit, baby. Be a good boy and suck on your wife’s clit.”</p><p>You worked her clit with your mouth. You made her moan. You made her smile. You made her feel every bit of pleasure she craved and you found great satisfaction in it.</p><p>“Get my strapon,” she said. “It’s in the closet.”</p><p>You stood and hurried towards the closet. You retrieved her strapon and returned to the bedroom. Once more your wife pointed to the floor at her feet. You dropped to your knees and looked up.</p><p>“Help me put on my strapon,” she said.</p><p>You helped her step into the harness and pulled it up her legs. You tightened the straps, giving your wife a beautiful cock. You watched a look of lust cross her face as she looked down at you and wrapped her fingers around her shaft.</p><p>“Suck my cock,” she demanded.</p><p>You saw the fire in her eyes as she uttered those three words. You saw how much she enjoyed the power that came with saying it and knowing you were going to obey. You took her strapon into your mouth. You sucked her cock. She moaned like she could actually feel the intense pleasure that came from a blowjob. Perhaps she was experiencing a version of that pleasure herself.</p><p>“Look up at me,” she said. “Men like it when a woman makes eye contact during a blowjob.”</p><p>You looked up at her. You held her gaze as your mouth moved up and down her cock.</p><p>“That’s it,” she said. “Show me how badly you want to make me feel good. Show me that you revere my cock. Show me that you understand that I’m the head of this household.”</p><p>Your cock ached as it grew stiff in your panties. Your wife was effortlessly leading you down a path of submissive pleasure as she clearly found immense pleasure in seizing control.</p><p>She pulled out of your mouth and helped you to your feet. She put her wine glass on the nightstand and then kissed you as her hands found your ass. She squeezed your flesh possessively and you welcomed her tongue into your mouth as her cock pressed into your stomach.</p><p>“On your back in the bed,” she said.</p><p>You did as you were told and your wife crawled into the bed. She kissed her way up your legs and then pulled your panties aside, freeing your cock. She licked the head, much like she would have licked your clit if you had a pussy. It felt spectacularly good and you moaned, bringing a smile to your wife’s face.</p><p>Once your cock was dripping precum your wife grabbed a pillow and said, “Lift your hips.” You did as you were told and she placed the pillow under her lower back. “That’s perfect. Now I can fill that tight little asshole of yours with ease.”</p><p>She lowered her body on top of yours and you kissed. Her tongue invaded your mouth as she rubbed the spit-soaked head of her strapon around your asshole. You moaned each time she applied a little bit of pressure on your anus. You started to move your hips in hopes of coaxing her inside you. You were out of your mind with submissive lust. You wanted her inside you. You were desperate for it.</p><p>“I need you inside me,” you said.</p><p>Your wife held your gaze as she reached down, grabbed the base of her strapon to steady it, and slowly filled you. You groaned from the discomfort of being taken anally for the second time that night, but the pleasure of submission enveloped you.</p><p>“It feels so good,” you said.</p><p>“Yeah?” she asked in a soft, gentle voice. “Do you love my cock, baby?”</p><p>You nodded and your wife kissed you. Her tongue moved into your mouth as her cock moved in and out of your ass. She fucked you slowly and with deep thrusts.</p><p>“Does it feel good?” she whispered.</p><p>“It feels perfect,” you answered.</p><p>Her lips hovered achingly close to yours as she filled your ass over and over. She wasn’t fucking you, though. She was being gentle. It was sensual sex. She was making love to you. It wasn’t like when she’d taken you from behind over the kitchen counter. It wasn’t just for her pleasure. You were connected. You were staring into each other’s eyes. She was keen on giving you pleasure this time.</p><p>“Harder,” you said. “Please, I want it harder.”</p><p>Your wife smiled and fucked you harder. The sound of her body meeting yours with every thrust filled the bedroom. She ran her fingers through your hair and kissed your cheeks and neck. Her tongue did wondrous things as she made love to your ass.</p><p>Then she lowered her body on top of yours and began to thrust with even greater vigor. Your cock pressed against her stomach and each thrust brought with it a wealth of thrilling stimulation. If you were a woman, she would have been generating friction against your clit.</p><p>“Oh…fuck…it feels so good,” you said as the beginnings of an orgasm formed between your legs. “You feel so good inside me. You feel so good!” You could hear the desperation in your voice. You could hear your genuine desire for your wife’s cock.</p><p>She offered you harder, faster thrusts in response. She rewarded you for being a good submissive husband on goddess night.</p><p>“Oh, fuck!” you said as your orgasm neared. “Baby, I’m close. Oh my God, I’m close. Please, fuck me harder. Fuck me faster. Make me cum, baby. Make me cum!”</p><p>Your wife gave you exactly what you needed. She fucked you harder and faster. She made you cum. You screamed in pleasure as semen flowed from the tip of your cock all over your stomach and chest. She buried her cock inside you and kissed your neck as the climax vibrated through your body.</p><p>“That was so fucking good,” you said between heavy breaths. “That was…that was unbelievable. It was unbelievable.”</p><p>Your wife smiled and offered a soft kiss. “I’m glad you liked it,” she said. “I’ll remember that for the next goddess night.”</p><p>“Please do,” you said. She moved to pull out and you grabbed her ass. “Can we stay like this for a little longer?”</p><p>Your wife’s smile was bright and beautiful. “Of course we can,” she said. “We can stay like this for as long as you like. I never go soft.”</p><p>“If you…if you made love to me again, could you cum?” you asked.</p><p>“I could,” she said. “The toy provides wonderful friction.”</p><p>“Would you…would you do that? Would you make love to me again, goddess? Would you make love to me until you came?” you asked.</p><p>Your wife answered by gently pulling out and filling you once again. You smiled and wrapped your legs around her. You knew goddess night would soon come to an end and things would return to normal tomorrow, but you were going to enjoy every it while it lasted.</p><p>The End.</p>