To briefly revisit yesterday, my wife sent me erotic text messages at work hinting that she wanted me to give her oral sex, that she wanted to feel me inside her, and that she wanted to fuck me. That last one was a bit ambiguous, since it could mean either using me as her dildo or sodomizing me with one of our strap-ons. This kept me aroused at work, filling my chastity cage to capacity and making my balls ache.
By the evening I felt had done a few particularly positive things in her eyes, so I had some expectation of being rewarded. Note to self: avoid such silly assumptions in the future.
She was already in bed as I came to crawl in next to her. I pulled the sheets back to find some items on my pillow: a tube of lube, and a dildo with a condom on it. I was a bit shocked. Perhaps I was fortunate that it was the smaller of our two strap-on compatible dildos, although it is about the size of my erect penis (6+).
I looked at her and she told me that I was going to fuck myself while she watched, and that she’d probably help too. I spread out a pad to keep our sheets clean. Then I crawled in bed and lubricated the condom on the silicone cock.
“How did you want me to do this?” I asked. She said “On all fours, facing that way. I want to watch you fuck yourself”. No doubt that she knows what she wants. I reached behind and placed the head of the slippery, rubbery cock against my anus. I pushed in it in slowly. She said “Well, that sure went in easily.” She likes to tease me about how my body seems eager to be sodomized.
“Ok, get busy” she said. I started pumping it in and out, moaning due to both the anal stimulation and the ache in my caged genitals. Before long she took over, and started seriously pistoning it deep into me. I lost touch with reality as my focus narrowed to the intense sensations of the anal reaming. It occurred to me that this must be what it feels like for women when the man gets to that “bring it home” point. It’s like some sexual threshold is crossed and gentle intercourse becomes a pounding. Now I was being pounded.
Or so I thought. Suddenly she was actually pounding the base of the dildo when it was already fully inserted. This gave it an extra inch of penetration. In my head I empathized again, thinking this must be what it feels like to have a hard cock head slamming into your cervix over and over. As she pounded I felt the balls of the dildo slapping up against mine. I wondered how different it would feel if they were warm and real.
She stopped and told me to keep going. In my head space I was being fucked by a man. By now he would certainly be in the home stretch, so I plunged it fully in and out at a fast pace. I kept it up until I didn’t think I could take it, and then went a little longer out of guilt for probably having taken too long with my wife in the past. I ended with several deep, slower orgasmic thrusts. I stayed there on all fours, panting.
“Ok, sit down,” she said. I did so, which meant that I was sitting on the dildo, anchoring it deep inside me. She proceeded to play with my nipples. “Go ahead and masturbate,” she teased. I whimpered “I can’t.” “Try,” she ordered. I stroked the hard plastic shell surrounding my cock, feeling absolutely no sensation of course. “Try here” she said, pointing to the very base of my shaft, which was outside the cage and the only part of my cock that was both hard and accessible. Rubbing that, of course, was also futile. Yet she seemed to be enjoying it all.
As she teased me more, she asked me how it would feel to be unlocked in a month. “A month?” I pouted. “Tell me,” she said, continuing the intense nipple stimulation. I awkwardly said that it would probably be really difficult, but that I’d probably survive if it would make her happy. She minimally acknowledged my response with a “Hmm”.
After that she had me crawl into the sleep sack. This is a tight spandex body sleeve, which zips up and ties tight to keep me immobile. She put a pillow over my face, and said “Now I’m going to masturbate and pretend you’re not here.” And she did. I listened as she pleasured herself twice, and then fell asleep. Bound tight, I struggled to fall asleep, with all sorts of images and questions running through my head.
No comments:
Post a Comment