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Chastity Device

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As a longstanding cuckold, utterly subservient to my wife’s whims and desires, I have accepted my role and have learned that it will be the way of our sex life forever. She uses me at her whim – I am completely under her strictest control and there is nothing I can do about it. Recently, she has been using this on me she found at an adult store which only makes matters even more under her control. Obviously, she loves it. I am now under “chastity supervision”.

Now when I see her bring a man – or men – home with her to fuck in front of me and to carry on like a street whore, getting her sexual pleasure from strangers and guys from her (and, I hate admitting, from my) work, she grabs this new toy she found – a Male Chastity Device” – into which she basically locks my cock. So I am now cut off from masturbating while watching her fuck other men. Jerking off used to be a release for me – a way of sharing the experience, I guess – and certainly a “bone”, so to speak, where I could get off too. This seems almost cruel the way in which I am now this much more under the control of my total slut wife.

Now, when she brings men home, I sit and watch them make out, watch her get to her knees to bring out their cocks and give the blowjobs she was always so resentful of giving me, it drives me nuts. She will see my pants rising with that ‘tentpole’ forming underneath the jeans and then go grab her chastity device. She will make me strip, a fairly compromising thing to do in front of her new lover, and stand before her, naked. Next, she will couple the clasps of the device around my cock with a snap, explaining what she’s doing to the guy. A few times they suggest other measures, too, caught up as they are in the humiliation of me along with the wife. Sometimes, I get tied up and doubled over, hogtied, and forced to face them, straining at my fetters and with a purely painful sensation as my cock fills with lust and gets itself trapped inside the device. It takes easy breathing and some forced relaxation to keep my cock from really, really hurting. I try and control my own feelings as I watch them fucking and carrying on and it is not easy at all.

Last night, I got myself all tied up into chastity belt when my hot wife brought home these two guys from the pub on some sexual impulse of hers. She had me go get drinks – which I did, of course – and then sit across from them as they began carrying on, making small talk with all sorts of sexual allusions. Then it began. One of the guys slipped his hand down her front with his arm around her and she let him. Watching, I was getting pretty infused with all the usual feelings and sensations I get when she surprises her guests by her serious flirtations in front of her husband – a mix of humilation and lust, I guess – when I saw her top slip down and a tit come out. One of the guys grabbed her tit and pawed at it and it was “on”. Soon she was topless, of course, and she got to her knees as they started taking off their clothing. She sat them both back down and began sucking them both off, going from one to the other, right in front of me. When she had them both as hard as rocks, she turned with both their cocks in her hands, stopped the proceedings and announced:

“Just a second. I want my husband to get ready.” and she told me to strip. I got out of my clothes and stood there. She grabbed her little chastity device, mentioning to the guys how I had been a “bad boy, just a useless sonofabitch” and that I was a miserable over. She mentioned she wanted me to watch as some real men fucked her like “a woman really needs.” But she also wanted me to suffer just a little more than usual. She snapped the chastity belt into place, trapping my cock.The guys watched, fascinated, and I could see it turned them on. Their cocks were throbbing hard, ready to fuck my wife senseless.

One of them said “Tie him up, Annette.” Oh, my, so she did. Bending me over at the weist, she hogtied me, looping the ropes underneath me and securing my wrists to the rope attached to my ankles as well. Then she turned me so I was watching them. Needless to say, I was helpless and it was painful, not only target=”_blank”>being tied but with the device, as well, seeing as how this was all turning me on like mad.

Well, they fucked for hours. In fact, they even called a friend over who laughed when they told him what was going on and who had himself a surprised and gay old time mouth-fucking my hot wife while the other guys filled her other holes. She was in some outer realm herself as she got herself incredibly fucked, kicking her legs up, sucking cock like a street whore who could not get enough and, finally, wearing their cum all over her hot face. She smiled up at them, gratefully as the man juice dripped opff her cheeks and chin. She slurped it up greedily and swallowed it all.

When the guys packed up and left, she went to the shower, leaving me exactly where I was for almost an hour. Finally, she had mercy and came back in, purring and singing some romantic song under her breath. She undid my restraints, praising me for my compliance and telling me I “was doing better” as a I have to admit, it was quite some relief getting out of all that chastity devices she put me in and I must have jacked off for an hour and a half later, cumming nearly uncontrollably when I finally exploded. I “hit it” twice more before going to bed, too. That was one of the hottest nights ever.

My Wife At The Club

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The beat was pounding in the dark, smoky light at the club as I watched my wife dance with her new acquaintance. A sort of Rave song was on, the beat all throbbing and techno, making me want to join them. But I knew better. This was her night and we had both agreed to play by the rules. Hey, those rules aren’t every one’s cup of tea, I know that, but there have been times when I was actually very happy about them. I don’t care what anyone thinks, I like my wife being happy – it’s sort of a “whatever it takes” philosophy, I guess. And sure, I may have this Inner Wimp that sort of craves all this.

She intertwined her hands behind his head as the beat intensified, surprising him as he looked over at me, briefly. leaned in to his ear and yelled something, he laughed, placed his hand on her hip, cradling it, and they danced on. His hand rode around her back side, onto her ass, feeling her up as I watched, running up and down the crack of her gorgeous butt. I could see his attention was now totally on her, unrestricted. He then ran his hand up her front as he dragged his fingers around her breasts while dancing. He circled them a few times and she stayed there, sticking them out for him, in fact. Then he grabbed them both and held them. She was getting very, very wet, this I knew. Things were definitely going the way she wanted them. I watched them kiss, each leaning in, her tongue licking his lips wantonly now as they moved slower while the crowd around them bounced up and down wildly. His hand went back to her breasts, going smoothly from one to the other, raking across the front of her low cut neckline. His hand finally disappeared down her front and she looked over at me. I watched him cup her bare breast under the dress and I saw her breath intake suddenly as he grabbed her hard. He squeezed and she held my eyes while this was going on. This is what she wanted – for me to watch her getting taken in front of God and everybody. She loved being the slut while I sat and watched. This is our secret love life and I am a true cuckolded husband.

This dancing went on for only a short period because I could tell our train was ready to pull out. As I sat with my small dick as hard as a rock, I reflected on how we got to here. It was not a “long” journey at all. She said I did not please her sexually but she liked the relationship and would prefer to keep it but under the ‘current’ conditions. She always said later she was actually surprised I accepted it so readily, but the fact was, I actually enjoyed it. I enjoyed seeing her made into a slut and being used. I also liked seeing her use men the way only a woman can. The truth is, and maybe even more importantly, I also liked getting used.

As they came to the table, red faced and sweaty, his hand on her ass and her wiggling to his touch, she plopped down beside me, leaned in and whispered in my ear: “I want this one and he wants to come over. I’m going to blow him in the car, honey.”

With that, she turned back to him and smiled, saying, “Well, Don, are you ready to come over?”

When he smiled and nodded, we offered to drive, and he accepted. He did not live far from here, so we became his chauffeurs. And what a ride he got!

We got in the car, them in the back and me driving. As I started it up and began pulling out, her head was already out if sight. I could hear his zipper come down and then I heard her sigh, “Ohhhhh, my. God Don, your cock is beautiful! It really needs some good sucking. Do you mind?”  I didn’t hear the reply but the progress was pretty obvious from the ensuing silence, broken now and then by her moans and the sounds of a cock getting sucked. She was always a loud cock sucker, loving the popping sound as it popped out of her mouth, like some lollipop. This accompanied us home for our short but intense drive.

We got home and I could hear her sigh of reluctance, combined with some fierce final sicks on him, then she sat up, her hair mussed up and her lipstick a but smeared. I love that look. Her top was completely down and her tits hung out incredibly sexy-like. They are big and gorgeous. Like I said, she was made to fuck. I let her gather herself and we made our way inside. His smile was non stop and I was not going to stop anything. As we got in, I mentioned I would go make drinks, which is my usual duty. Of course, they did not hear me and I could hear the familiar sound again of that zipper going down.

I took some time making drinks and, when I got back, he was fucking her doggy style. I set the drinks down then sat across from them, watching. “Undo your pants, dear, take them off,” she said between gasps, “I want Don to see how small your cock is. Oh! Oh, God! Oh!” she gasped as he fucked her harder.

Stripped now, my hard cock raging and throbbing, I watched as he began pile-driving her now. Then he did something remarkable. He pulled his cock out and looked at me. “Has she ever had it in her ass?” he asked me.

I blinked. It was something she had never wanted or had. “No.” I said.

“Good,” he answered as he knelt there over her laying on her all fours. “I’m fucking your ass, baby. Get ready.”

Her silence told me she would try it and she did. In fact, when he started, he barely penetrated and she began a mild protest. But he kept at it, inching his way inside. Her protests and her keening lessened as he got deeper until he was, literally, all the way inside her. I could then see she actually backed up into him, almost as if she wanted it. The fact is, she did want it and they fucked like mad people as I slammed my own hand up and down on myself, very near cumming. The room was white hot with sex all around us as I came in a huge rush, splashing cum all over myself and watching my gorgeous wife getting her ass, of all things, completely reamed out.

Finally, Don held his cock tight against her butt and let go – I could see his quivers and almost sense the rushing of cum jetting into her ass. It was amazingly hot and she was beside herself with sexed up passion and her own juices, I think she had cum 3-4 times by now. He finished, his cock plastered inside her ass. When he pulled out, she lay down straight, absolutely exhausted. She looked over at me, finally, sated and all fucked looking and said:

“Come here, Honey, and eat this nice man’s cum out of my asshole.” I was more than glad to do so.

My Cuckold Experience

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I found your blog just recently and really enjoyed the stories you have, too bad you don’t have many of them so far, but I hope it’ll change. By the way, I joined one of the sites you recommend, very hot indeed.

Anyway, I though that it would be a good idea to share my story with you. After reading some stuff on the internet, I came to realize that I not only wouldn’t mind by I desire . I told my wife several times about my desire, we did some reading together on the subject and decided that we would give it a try at some point.

But I never expected it to happen so soon. One night she just brought this guy home, around 11 PM, after saying she was going out with the girls. I didn’t even know the guy and – it turns out – neither did she. She met him at a bar.

They came in as I was watching a sports show. She told me to turn it off and to go make drinks for them. Sighing, I went into the kitchen, made the drinks and brought them back out. Well, my wife’s blouse was off. I stared at her in disbelief as his hand ran up the front of her and cupped a tit in his hand, right in front of me. She looked at me with a hard look and thanked me for the drinks, then told me to sit down across from them.

“I want you to watch us fuck,” is all she said, “Stay right there and watch it all. Maybe you can learn how to fuck a woman.” With that she laughed, as did he and she turned and kissed him again, wrapped in his arms with her boob once again being mashed and her breath getting shallow. He was pawing on her and treated her a bit roughly by my standards but she seemed to really like it. I couldn’t believe I was sitting here watching her like this. But I never moved. There was also something very much a turn-on at the same time and some line had officially been crossed.

I sat uneasily as he removed the rest of her clothes. Naked, she got on her knees in front of him and began removing his clothes. When she got to his hard cock, I had to notice it was huge. She moaned audibly as she pulled it free and stared at it lovingly. She caressed it and rubbed it on the soft skin of her cheek, looking at me as she did. Then, right before my eyes, she opened her mouth and – still looking at me – she went down on him, sucking that huge dick into her mouth and then going up and down with his hands in her hair. She kept her eyes on me for a bit, sucking him. This was something she badly wanted me to watch and I could see it was turning her on, sucking him off in front of me.

Taking her lips off his cock, she looked at me and told me to jack off while they fucked. “Go on, jack off for us while you watch us fuck, dear,” were her words. I slipped off my shorts and began stroking myself. It was acrually very sexy somehow and I knew she liked watching me as well as having sex with him, so it felt OK. My small cock felt pretty liberated and was as hard as a rock anyway.

Both of them were naked and the guy’s cock towered over her face as she licked at his ball sack. She was getting pretty heated up and pistoning her head all up and down rapidly over his cock. He had mashed her face into his crotch and held her there as she had choked a few times. It was pretty hot as he did stuff to her I never had.

Finally, she got down in the floor at my feet, spread her legs, looked up at me and said: “I want you to beg Mark to fuck your hot wife. Do it now!” At that point I was so turned on that anything would go. I looked at the guy and said: “Please Mr, I really”. He got put of his sofa spot and joined her there. They were so close I could smell them and hear every single small sound they made, right there in front of me. As he mounted her, I could hear her intake of breath as she nearly swallowed her tongue at the sheer sensatioon of that huge cock tearing up inside her. He sent it inside her in small increments, to her obvious ecstasy, and then he began fucking her harder. She went wild.

So there I was, jerking my own pud and watching this big fellow ravage my wife. The weirdness of the situation hit me as I stroked myself and yet, it sort of simply was what it was. It was hot, I’m telling you, watching my gorgeous and very previously-demure middle class wife getting fucked by this stranger in our own house – and right at my feet now!

The urgency climbed down there and in my hand, too, as the fucking increased in intensity. Her moans and gasps were stunningly hot to hear. He then turned her around and put her on all fours. I could see her face completely this way as he fucked her, as she looked up at me, taking this big log with a real fiecreness from behind and helplessly crying in ecstasy. She saw my cock spurting cum as I lost control and let it rip, some of it even hit her face, it spurted so far. God, this was hot. She sort of smiled at me – I think – then lowered her head, wagging it back and forth as he finished. She had cum at least 3 times I know of.

When he emptied himself inside her his body wracked, shaking and cumming up her hot cunt, and she had screamed from the sheer sensation of it. He stayed there, just draining himself and she was not even close to moving. She was milking this guy with her pussy and loving it. Finally, spent, he withdrew his cum riddled cock from behind her. She moaned as if in loss, then looked at me, pointedly.

“Did you enjoy honey?” she asked. “I hope you did, because tomorrow I’ll bring him back.” She then turned around and sucked at his dick again, milking more cum from it.