Wimphub
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I attach a short cuckold story, and hope it may appeal to some.
I awoke early, and was unable to go back to relax due to the noise coming from the next room, so I decided to have a bath. I was standing on the bathmat drying myself, naked save for the metal contraption I had been made to wear on my cock for some time, when the bathroom door opened.
I looked up to see my 26 year old naked wife Jenny walking towards me, a smug grin on her face. I took in her beautiful face, framed by long, jet black hair, her large but firm breasts jiggling slightly as she walked. Looking down, her completely shaved pussy between her long shapely legs seemed to be taunting me. Still smiling, she came up to me and cupped my balls in her hand.
“My my,” she grinned. “These full balls of yours are really starting to get blue, aren’t they? How long have I had you in this cage now, must be six months.”
“Yes, it has,” I replied. “And it really is hard honey, couldn’t you let me have a little relief?”
“I know it’s hard,” she replied. “And it is now one of my greatest pleasures, seeing you cry with frustration when I tease you, or make you watch while my well endowed stud fucks me. Speaking of which, you probably heard him fucking me a short while ago, and you know that means I have a messy pussy. Be a good boy, get down on your knees and clean me up.”
I dropped to my knees and began lapping at her cum-filled pussy, as I had been made to do so often over the last few months.
“I bet you would love to be able to slide your dick into that juicy pussy, wouldn’t you?” she taunted. “But you know that is never going to happen now, not when I have a thick, black ten inch real man’s cock to satisfy me now. The best you get to do now is watch me being fucked, and then clean up afterwards.”
“Please honey,” I began. “Couldn’t I……………?
“Oh do stop whining honey,” she interrupted. “Denzil is in the bedroom with pussy juice all over his cock, get in there and lick him clean, you little faggot!”
Reluctantly, I went to the bedroom as instructed. Although I had been made to do it so many times, the idea of taking his cock in my mouth I found humiliating and disgusting. As I entered the bedroom, I saw him reading the newspaper. Knowing not to interrupt him, I just pulled back the blanket and took his long flaccid cock into my mouth to suck off my wife’s juices. As soon as I started, the thing I most dreaded happened, he began to get erect.
“Now see what you have done faggot,” he snarled. “You had better keep going now, until I fill your sissy mouth!”
As I carried on, my wife walked into the room, and was surprised to see me still at it. She asked her boyfriend what was going on.
“I think the wimp is beginning to enjoy being a cocksucker,” he told her. “He seems to like having a stiff dick in his mouth!”
“I do hope not,” Jenny laughed. “I don’t want him to enjoy it!”
A short while later, it was clear I did not enjoy it, as I gagged and retched after his cum shot powerfully into my mouth.
“Oh good,” my wife grinned. “It still makes him feel sick! Just think honey, if you hadn’t cheated on me you wouldn’t have to do those nasty things, and you might still be getting some sex!”
I thought about that as she spoke. It was true, I had cheated. I had been desperate though, Jenny had been refusing me sex more and more, and after a takesen office party I had fucked one of the secretaries at my office. Stupidly, I had confessed to Jenny, who hit the roof. At first she demanded a divorce, but later calmed down when I agreed to do anything to keep her. After speaking to her lady and sister, she told me I would have to wear a chastity device for a time, until she felt able to trust me again. Desperate to keep her, I agreed to this.
Sleeping with Denzil, the 21 year old mister of our next door neighbors, was meant to be her revenge for my cheating, but once she had felt his massive cock inside her, she decided she wanted more and more. This eventually led to him moving into our house and her bed, and my continued chastity. All this was going through my head, when my wife’s voice brought me back to the present.
“Now you have finished your cum sucking duties,” she ordered. “Get downstairs and make Denzil and I a nice breakfast, we are going out for the day.”
I left the bedroom to their derisive laughter, left in no doubt that my wife had lost any respect she might once have had for me.
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