It was Steven’s birthday, but the day didn’t feel much like a celebration. Susan, his wife, stood in the kitchen, slipping on her favorite pair of slouch socks—soft, white, and slightly bunched around her ankles. She caught Steven staring at them, his eyes wide with that familiar mix of longing and frustration. She smirked, adjusting the tiny silver key that hung around her neck, the one that controlled the chastity cage he’d been locked in for weeks.
Free cuckold community
Sign up now!
“I’m off to Pilates,” she announced, her tone light but edged with authority. “You know what to do while I’m gone, birthday boy. All the chores—laundry, dishes, vacuuming. Get it done. Maybe, if you’re good, I’ll let you feel my slouch socks when I get back.” She wiggled her toes in the socks, knowing full well how much they drove him wild.
Steven nodded eagerly, his voice trembling as he replied, “Yes, Susan. Please… can I have a sockjob later? With your slouch socks? I’ve been good, I swear.”
Susan laughed, a sharp, teasing sound. “Oh, Steven, you’re always begging for that, aren’t you? Ever since I caught you jerking off into my socks instead of fucking me like a real man. That’s why you’re locked up now, isn’t it? Little dick couldn’t handle the real thing.” She patted the key on her necklace and sauntered out the door, leaving him aching and desperate.
At Pilates, Susan’s male instructor, Mark, greeted her with a knowing grin. He’d always had a thing for her slouch socks—something about the way they hugged her calves got him going. The class was small, and after the others filtered out, Susan lingered. She slipped off her sneakers, revealing the socks, and gave Mark a playful look.
“Ready for a little extra stretch?” she purred, sliding her socked foot up his leg. It didn’t take long before she had him moaning, her slouch socks working him over in a slow, deliberate sockjob. When he finished, thick ropes of cum coated the once-pristine white fabric, soaking into the fibers. Susan admired the mess with a wicked smile, knowing exactly how she’d use it later.
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.