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My wife Kate (42, wife of 22 years and mother of our 3 children) believes that, if I am allowed sexual release, it should be severely hobbled. For starters, she insists on “keeping herself tight” for her lovers. I’m allowed in her only after her lovers are completely finished, assuming she’s not too sore. Which, after several hours with them, she usually is. Then I may only be allowed to gently lick her sore ruined cunt, but I will remain locked.
Second, only her regular lovers are allowed unprotected sex. I must wear, at least one, extra small condom, and usually a thick rubber cock sleeve. If she’s with someone new who did use a condom she makes me wear his used condom, after which she empties all of it into my mouth, of course.
Third, only her lovers are allowed to ejaculate while they are still inside her. Even with the condom or cock sleeve on, I must pull out before I ejaculate, and I’m not allowed to even touch my dicklett after that. I must pull out and ejaculate hands free, if I can. If I don’t manage to ejaculate I am not allowed to touch myself, reenter her, or try again. I go back in the cage. Better luck next time.
These are the standard rules, but sometimes she’ll add something extra to further limit to my pleasure. Like she has sometimes made me where a humbler while I reclaim her. This not only makes “sex” very painful as the humbler pulls on my pain nuggets (what she calls my balls), but also severely limits my ability to even penetrate her at all. Usually I can only get about an inch into her with the humbler on.
But this last time she got really creative. She had me attach a length of chain to the footboard in our guest room. She then spent about two hours in our marital bed with Aaron (28, US Marine) one of her current regular lovers, having intense, passionate, unprotected sex.
He prefers cumming inside my wife’s pussy and he did so 4x. She wasn’t sure how many times she climaxed. When he was finally finished with her, she came in to me. She layed down on the bed and told me to lick her lover’s sweat from her breasts as she told me every detail of her love making with Aaron. She then had me lick up suck out the mess from between her legs that was now running down the crack of her ass onto the sheets.
She said I was not allowed to swallow. She said if I wanted to “reclaim” her, I could do it with her real lover’s sperm still on my tongue. Aaron cums in thick ropes. His loads feel like I’ve got a couple of warm medium sized nightcrawlers in my mouth.
She unlocked my cock cage, and then she zip tied my pain nuggets to the end of the chain, so that I was now connected to the footboard by the chain. She put my extra small condom on me, laid on the bed, and opened her legs.
She looked amazing, and I desperate to fuck her. With Aaron’s cum still in my mouth, I mounted my wife and attempted to enter her. She had positioned herself so I had just enough chain for the tip of my dicklett to barely touch the entrance of her vagina. I could reach just far enough to rub the tip of my dicklett in the gaping maw Aaron had left between my wife’s labia, but I wasn’t able to actually penetrate her.
My wife laid there, grinning, staring up at me. She was thoroughly enjoying my pained whimpering and watching me practically rip my pain nuggets off trying to get even a 1/4 inch of my pathetic dicklett into her body. “Aww, is that all you have to give me, sweetie? Too bad your little dicklett isn’t even an inch longer, or you might actually be inside me. Aaron would still have about four inches inside me right now. Is your poor little dicklett even in me at all? I can’t tell. But that’s true every time.”
“How does Aaron’s sperm taste? Good? Do you like having his thick load on your tongue?”
“Mmm hmm.” I moaned.
“Good, I’m glad you like it.” My wife laughed again. “I’ll have a lot more for you later. Hurry up and make yourself cum already. I only have a couple more hours with his amazing cock.”
I was rock hard. Even through the condom rubbing my dicklett against the mess between my wife’s legs felt so good. I’d had no release for weeks and I was desperate to drain my swollen pain nuggets.
After about 3 more minutes of very vigorous effort, I managed to coax the tiny tingle from the tip of my dicklett past the point of no return. Kate recognized the start of my orgasm. “Okay, that’s enough”, she said. She suddenly moved her body up the bed about 3 inches leaving my poor little dicklett suspended in the void still desperately humping the air.
“Mmmmmm! Mmmmm!” I said (“Noooo! Please!” but through closed lips) followed by whimpers that sounded more like crying.
I moaned and whimpered through my mouth full of Aaron’s sperm. I could barely feel my 22 days of chastity leak unenthusiastically into the tip of my condom as my climax vanished into diminishing waves of ever weaker tingling. My 22 day load: barely a t-spoon of milky clear worthless fluid.
I collapsed onto the bed next to my wife breathing as heavily as I could through my nose, Aaron’s huge bitter load still filling my mouth. My wife leaned up on her elbow. “Let me see.” She said. I opened my mouth. I had already swallowed roughly half of it earlier as I sucked from my wife’s used cunt, and there was still so much that my mouth could barely contain it all.
“Oh my god” my wife was laughing “There’s so much.” For good measure, she let a large drop of spit drop into my open mouth.
“Now, gargle it.” I gargled letting it foam up in my mouth doubling it’s volume and almost overflowing. “Okay”, she said. I closed my lips, choked back Aaron’s thick foamy seed, gagged, swallowed, wretched, and swallowed again. I opened up and showed her my empty mouth.
“Good boy. Don’t forget this.” She took off my condom and turned it inside out dripping my tiny watery load into my open mouth. “Okay, you can swallow”, she instructed. I did.
“Okay, that’s enough lying around. Get back in your cage, and get your chores done. But keep it down, we’re going to be taking a nap. My wife cut my pain nuggets free from the chain and watched as I stuffed my dicklett back into its tiny steel prison. I then had to watch my wife’s beautiful nude form gleefully bounce down the hallway to our bedroom and close the door. My wife and her lover then spent the afternoon sleeping together, naked. I would occasionally peak in on them to see my beautiful bride’s nude body half draped over his like a blanket. The room was stinking of musk and sex. I, quietly, did dishes and cleaned the bathrooms.
I went to check in on them again at about 2:30. Our youngest would be home from school in about an hour. I cracked the bedroom door to the sounds of sex. I peeked in to see Aaron on his back, my wife on top of him faced away from me, Kate had her perfect breasts pressed against him and was kissing him passionately. He gripped my wife by her hips and was forcefully slamming her pelvis down on top of himself. Each time his cock was buried, balls deep, inside her. A lump formed in my throat as I realized that years of cuckolding had resized my wife’s once very tight little hole to be able to take at least 9 1/2 inches of rock hard cock with ease. My dicklett stained against its cage at the thought, and I silently closed the door.
I stayed close to the door, listening the sound of flesh clapping and my wife’s almost constant intense moaning. I resisted the urge to peak in again for nearly 40 minutes. Finally, I heard my wife practically screaming in her climax before the sounds died down. It was quiet for a moment but the sounds then resumed even louder than before. My curiosity piqued, I cracked the door again. Kate was now on all fours on the bed. She was faced side-on to me pointing just slightly away giving me a fantastic view of her lover penetrating her from behind. I could see her breasts swinging forward and back with every thrust, her erect nipples grazing against the sheet.
She wasn’t really moaning anymore. It was replaced by a continuous chorus of “oh fuck”, “oh shit”, and “oh god”. Aaron had a fist full of her hair and was using it to pull her backwards onto his cock. He was grunting making gutteral animalistic sounds. I could only see the side of my wife’s face but her eyes were tightly shut and she looked and sounded like she was in a considerable amount of discomfort.
Years ago I would have stopped this. Kate had needed to tell me many times not to intervene. She could take care of herself. Even still it was difficult to watch. Thankfully, after just a few minutes he moaned, “I’m gonna cum!”
“Oh god! Yes, cum! Please cum!” my wife replied almost pleading with him. “Cum inside me! Please! I want your cum! I want to feel you fill me up again! I want to feel your cock throb inside my body! Oh, shit! Fuck! Cum! Please cum! Shit! Fuck!”
“Aaaaaaah!” Aaron let out a war cry as he slammed so hard against my wife that her arms collapsed and her face was pushed down into the mattress.
“Oh shit! Shit! Ow! Ow! Ow! Fuck! Holy fuck!” My wife’s hands flew back towards him, her fingertips were feabily and futilely trying to push him backward out of her.
I couldn’t just stand by anymore. I pushed the door about to burst into the room, but a moment later he got the message visibly loosening his grip on Kate’s hair letting her move forward just enough to take some of the pressure off of her embattled cervix. My wife breathed and gripped the edge of the mattress as he finished in her.
“Aaaugh! Aaaugh!” He let out several more moaning yells and grunts as he rutted inside Kate’s body and the last few spurts of his potent seed drained out of him and flooding into my lovely bride’s fertile womb.
When it was finally over, Kate spoke inbetween heavy breathes. “Holy… shit… Holy fucking shit… Oh my fucking god… Holy mother fucking sh… What the f… Jesus, holy fuck… What the fuck…” I could hear total exhaustion in my wife’s voice. “Fucking hell. Let go of me. Get the fuck out of me. Jesus fuck. Let me go.”
“Sorry” he said realizing he still held a fist full of Kate’s hair. He released her and my wife collapsed fully onto the bed. As she did, his cock slipped out of her followed by a river of semen that flowed out of her gaping, raw, ruined cunt and on to the sheet. “Sorry, are you okay?”
“Yeah… Yeah I’m fine. Just… just… give me a second. Holy shit.”
There was no time for any cleanup. Our kids would start arriving home from school at any minute. They both dressed, and my wife walked him to the door, kissing him again before he left. I put on some jeans over my dicklett cage and changed the sheets on the bed. I stuffed the wet spot into my mouth and sucked in a mouth full of Kate and Aaron’s juices mixed. My caged dicklett and balls were aching with the knowledge that at least 10x that was still deep inside Kate’s body, and that my bride would now spend the rest of the day with Aaron’s sperm exploring her unprotected womb. It was bedtime when I was finally allowed to just very gently suck his semen out of her. She was much too sore for anything else. Kate’s pussy was ravaged worse than I’ve ever seen it before. Even hours later her labia remained splayed and swollen and her hole looked like a tipped over shot glass, spilling it’s odd contents of white yarn in milk. I slurped up ropes of cum like spaghetti, and humped my poor caged dicklett against the mattress trying to weep even just a drop of precum but it was no use.