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Let me take a step back, we had been married a few years at this point, our sex life had been full, fulfilling and varied. Historically, my wife had been the slut. Me, I’d always been the pervert.
After a few years of marriage, we had opened up our relationship. She saw how excited I got when she told me about her slutty days, when she told me about men she had been with, what they had done, and what she still fantasises about doing. Over some months, it went from us fantasising to me finally watching her moan as another man slid his hard cock into her wet pussy. Listening To her scream from him pleasuring her all night. After that first time, our journey continued over the years with the occasional new partner here and there. She had even decided that she enjoyed going on the date without me, spending time alone with another man. It just felt more naughty to her, and for me I loved the sense of submission and worship of this woman who was my world.
Her new Greek lover
It had taken some weeks to plan, finding the day and time for her to be free and us not to have other obligations. But at last, one of the men I’d helped her find online was free on an evening we were. Although I learned very quickly, me being free wasn’t that important as my wife wanted to go out alone with her new friend.
All day, I’d been excited for the evening ahead. Watching her pick out an outfit, and packing a bag for the night. Sneaking a peak to see which underwear she had selected for the evening gave me a thrill, I’d not seen her in that one since…I can’t remember when. Lucky him!
Time passed slowly as I waited for the moment, when she would say goodbye and go on her date. Leaving me home alone with my imagination and little else, it’s not like I was going to focus on anything tonight other than what was, or may be happening.
Sitting home alone, all I could think of was him, her and what they may be getting up to. Adonis (for want of a better name to go by here) was from his profile and the photos I’d seen, younger than me by a couple of years and in phenomenal physical shape. He clearly went to the gym most days, watched his diet and had been blessed by whatever gods decided to equip him with a weapon which looked substantial. I looked back over his photos, I looked at the photos and videos I’d taken of my wife on previous encounters with other men. All of this served only to whip me up into a frenzy of sexual excitement and anticipation. My mind was fully occupied with wondering what they were doing…
Had she given him a kiss on arrival? For some reason, the simple kiss between my wife and another man was always something I found intoxicatingly erotic. The wetness of his saliva and hers mixing and them tasting each other.
Had he embraced her, holding her soft body against his firm physique?
Was he going to encourage her to be a naughty girl in public? Perhaps instruct her to go to the bathroom and remove her panties, giving them to him discreetly at the table as a gift.
Was she already wet and excited, sat across the table from him as they made small, or not so small talk?
All I knew was that she had got to the restaurant safely, and he was there too, so far so good.
After 8pm she tells me it’s going well, and to put on my ‘cock cage’, a device which fits over my cock and balls preventing a full erection. It took some time due to me being so aroused, but dutifully I did so and sent a photo for proof. She praised me for my picture and told me he is a great kisser, and that she is going back to his place. I'm not to play with myself, not that I have much option with the cage on.
Wondering what may be happening, and what she was up to had me growing hard in the cage, but the cage prevented my cock from getting fully hard as it holds things tightly in pace. The curve of the cage keeps my cock head pointed down, not allowing it to grow up and outwards. The restraining sensation of the cage only serves to remind me of its presence, only serving to remind me that once freed, her Adonis won’t be restricted, he would be free to stand tall.
About half an hour later I get a video from her, eagerly I open the message and play the video. It’s filmed by him, looking down at her. She is kneeling between his legs, holding his cock in her hands. I’m amazed by the size of it, it looks bigger than in the pictures I’d seen on his profile! As she licks the tip and gives the tip a suck I hear his voice “How does this compare to your husbands?”. She laughs, “It’s so much bigger, I can’t remember the last time I had a cock like this in my hands… Or in me”. “Do you like a big dick?” has asked, “mmmmm I love it” came her reply. I then watch for another 30 seconds or so as she sucks enthusiastically on him. She wouldn't feel me, her husband after this cock, not that I am going to have a chance to fuck her tonight. Clearly she couldn't wait to be stretched out by this big cock.
With the video is a message with the instruction that I’m not to take off the cage, and I’m not to cum. This is making me so horny, I want to touch myself, to feel something of what her Adonis is feeling, even if it would just be my hand.
After an hour of squirming in my cage, and touching myself as my cock hardens (or tries to) in the cage, I get a photo of his hard cock lined up with her opening. Then another of him penetrating her, her lips stretched around him. Those lips which belong to my beautiful wife, the love of my life, submitting to the lustful need for another man. Then I get a video of him pounding her, hard from behind. Her screaming, and moaning, she calls out “It’s so big…I love it”. I can hear him saying “Give it to me, give me that pussy!”, then more fucking, I can hear her pussy is soaking wet as he pounds her hard! Harder than I do, harder than I probably can. He grabs her hair, pulling her back onto him, she lets out a yelp from a little pain of him going so deep. But after she gasps for air he keeps going, she is loving it.
I replied, thanking her for the video. Saying I could see how much she was enjoying it. Asking if they were having a break. I only got a few replies to my messages, clearly she was having much more fun giving him attention than me. I was trying to rub myself through the cage, not that I could get hard properly. I watched the videos and looked at the pictures repeatedly. My cock straining in the cage, thinking about how free his cock had been, the only restriction on it being the tightness of my wife, not that she would be so tight now he had finished with her for what had been a long and aggressive round.
She did at least tell me that I was allowed to cum, but that I wasn’t to take off the cage… The silence which followed (and lack of blue tick showing my message had been seen) showed me she was back to being busy again. Here I was so, submissive to my wife that I was trying to get hard in a cage preventing me, but so driven by lust and desire I was rubbing against it furiously anyway, watching her scream as another man fucked her. I was eventually able to cum, but it was a strange sensation. I’d not been fully hard, but the cum squirted and dribbled from me through the cage.
I finally got another video from her, and the instruction that I could remove the cage. She was going to sleep, and I was free to enjoy the videos. In this last video, he shot his load over her breasts as she licked his cock and balls. My wife, another man's toy. Me, my wife's play thing.
Our new arrangement
When she had arrived home, sore and used the next day we kissed (as I remembered what I’d seen that mouth doing in the videos) passionately. She told me how he had fucked her, how sore she was, how hansom he is, how big his cock is, how much fun she had had. How I wasn’t going to get any action from her as she was going to be too sore. Needless to say, I was in a position to take care of myself when I got the time that evening.
It wasn't until a couple of days later that she saw fit to have some play time with me. It wasn’t all that I expected. She stood before me by the bed, naked with a sly smile on her face. I went to kiss her and grab her. “Hold on” she said, “do you want to lick my pussy?”, of course I did “So you don’t get any ideas, I want you to put the cage on” she went on to tell me, this was new but the submissive in me was all for it. I’d always told her that I loved it when she told me what she wanted, when she took control, and that deep down there was a part of me that wanted her to ask forgiveness, not permission. Even if another part of me was terrified of where that would end up.
Soon I was in the cage, laying prone with my face between her legs. Kissing her thighs before latching my lips to her pussy and working my tongue with enthusiasm. Picturing in my head as I did how this same pussy had looked stretched around another man, how big he had been and ho she had moaned as he fucked her. As if reading my mind she uttered “I’m still sore” followed moments later by “He was so big”, I paused to ask “So, you want to meet him again?”, “Oh, yes!” she said as I resumed my servicing of her beautiful and oh so naughty opening. I took another pause for breath “I’m so glad you did this, and you enjoyed it. I love it when my slut wife is a naughty girl”, “Mmmmhmmm, don’t stop”was all she said. So I got back to work, loving her hole with my mouth. My only desire was to pleasure her and show her how I loved her, how I worshipped her, how I wanted to taste where he had been in her. All the while I was straining in my cage as I rubbed it against the bed, reminding me of my position and that I wasn’t getting hard.
She had a strong orgasm on my face, her legs squeezing me and my body moving in rhythm with it. Lifting my head I came up to kiss her body and neck, working to her mouth. Normally this might be where I got to penetrate her… But I was in my cage, so I knew that wasn’t likely. She gently pushed me to lay on my back and straddle me. “You aren’t going to have sex with me tonight” she said as she positioned herself on me. Her sweet, delicious pussy so close to my cock, yet so far with the barrier of the cage between us. She moved as if she was riding, I could feel her pelvis pushing on the cage “I had so much fun riding Adonis, he was so big I just kept going. I can’t remember the last time I had someone so big in me” she leaned over and kissed me, our lips making contact before my tongue went into her mouth, remembering the video of her tongue exploring him as my tongue explored hers. She stops the kiss “He is so big, I love it”. “So much bigger than me?” I ask, knowing the answer “Yes” she says with a giggle. “And he has such a fit body! So muscular, there isn’t any fat on him”. Getting into my submission, and now a level of degradation and humiliation I have to ask “Much stronger than me?”, “Yes, so much more than you”. “I love that you have found someone who is your fantasy, a better body than mine, a better cock than mine”, had I said too much? Had I given too much away about how I enjoyed this? Or did she already know?
“You like how I enjoy his cock?” she asked, “Yes”. “You still eat my pussy better than he does. You are so good at that. But, right now that’s all I need you for when it comes to sex! He has a better body, he has a bigger cock! He can fuck me longer, and deeper than you can. I’m going to keep seeing him for a while, all the time I’m seeing him, I don’t need your cock. While he is pleasing me with his cock, yours doesn’t need to go in me, and I’m not going to touch it either. You can wank your cock to your heart's content, but you won’t be penetrating me with it. In fact the only penetration you might experience is if something penetrates you, like the strap-on. Other than that, I’m getting all the cock I need from Adonis and anyone else I might choose”. With that she kisses me on the lips before reaching back and grabbing my cock in the cage. It’s straining, there is no denying that I’m turned on by this idea. “I think you actually like the sound of that, don’t you?”, “yes” is all I can reply. “OK, If you like the idea I can remove the cage and you can play with yourself. Do you want that? Do you want to just play with yourself?” she pauses as we look into each others eyes, “Do you want me to take off the cage, so you can just play with yourself while I use Adonis for my pussy?”. So horned up I just say “yes”.
Shortly she has undone the cage and I’m stroking myself. I’m enjoying feeling the blood filling my length, so frustrated by being restrained. "I can’t wait for him to fuck me again, you of course will lick my pussy when he isn’t about, but you are going to do it wearing that cage so you don’t get any ideas. For now, this pussy is his!”. I’m staring at her naked boy,mesmerised as I stroke myself “That’s it, wank yourself, you aren’t doing anything else with your cock, I’m not even going to touch it”. With these words, it’s not long until I’m shooting my load over myself, as I do, she enthusiastically exclaims “good boy!”. Spent, I look her in the eyes and tell her I love her before kissing her softly.
Be careful what you fantasise about, you just might get it.