Story - When Teasing Goes Too Far

WHEW ~
Mike

I hadn't thought of it before, but now you mention it she's an absolute shoe-in for Becky. Pretty, young, pert, sexy but innocent, it's easy to imagine her eyes wide as Davis eases his huge black cock into her depths, before she hurries back to her cuckold, to feed him the fruit of Davis' manly cock.

As for the story, it really is a classic of the genre, fantastic and easy to imagine happening. You're a master of your craft jbozz, your faithful readers hang on your every word, and Donna gets very wet!

Thanks for posting everyone.

Geronimo, have no fear, the next post will be longer. I didn't want to keep people waiting too long for an update so I decided to post a smaller bridge chapter.

Shankly, your patience will pay off in the coming chapter...at least with one of your requests.

Thanks for reading and posting.

J

Jbozz, Great post as always and again cannot wait to see where this is going!

Another GREAT Episode. Thanks from my heart and pussy.
Loving Wife, Mother, and Bryan's Slut

7 days is so very long....
Mike

" Patience you must have my young padawan " he's writing a long chapter for us

J,

I was just thinking, in almost every story where the husband initiates and even encourages the wife's infidelity once the journey begins the husband loses control.

It might be nice to keep the husband as one of the prime motivating ******. In my primary relationship I am still the prime ***** that keeps her out 'exploring' - there are times that I may have lost all control but still feel like I bring ideas, him leaving the phone on, taking her on a weekend trip, inviting a pal along, dressing her...

just a thought ~
Mike

mmmike_us - don't you think that where the situation gets just beyond the husband's control it adds a little something to the mix? He's wanting it to happen, but at the same time regretting it, the archetypical cuckold angst situation!

Totally agree the cuck husband has to lose total control of the situation, cuck angst should be his fate!
Droopy and Miss

There are thousands of stories with the same theme, the husbands wants this and then POW - everything is out of his control. There are NO stories that I have ever read where the husband is still involved - none.

Please - if you know of one (other than true experiences) pass it (them) on to me.

Alt stories, Kristen on and on - the husband initiates and then loses all control. I just thought it might be refreshing for the husband to remain in the picture.
Mike

kennyboy82
He, by nature, loses some control as there is another relationship that is dynamic and has a life of it's own. I was suggesting that contrary to most other stories on the subject I thought that him encouraging and pushing the agenda forward would be a nice and needed change.
Mike

mmmike_us - I understand what you're saying, and don't necessarily disagree, but in many instances, real or imagined, the husband initiates the cuckolding and then events overtake him, he loses a large portion of control as it passes to his wife or often to the controlling Bull.
Do a search on here for PalmCoastCouple (or maybe PCCouple - can't remember) he told me he was still in control of his wife's fucking other guys, he encouraged her but didn't stop her choosing a partner, sometimes she found out the hard way that the guy wasn't what she was looking for.

kennyboy82
We still are active and I still have a role, there are *feelings* but for the most part it is physical, been 20 years in this lifestyle, still have a role. Was just thinking that since JB seems to be taking suggestions on the direction of this quest that I would throw out my potential story line.

You are correct in that "in many instances" the husband loses control. My suggestion to JB is to keep the husband active, involved and encouraging the infidelity and try to develop a storyline around the poly aspects of the situation. After reading more than a few books and articles on the subject, living it for years the poly situation is not always (seldom from whet I know and read) a sub/DOM humiliating situation. The husband doesn't have to resort to ********** but can actually be involved with the wife in this storyline, while there is a separate and healthy relationship between the lovers.

The ending - grading papers, sounds like Suzi and I. We have a life, a home, a family, she has lover(s) that provide something beyond that. We are still very much in love, are a team and to my POV have a healthy and happy relationship.

She just fucks other guys....
Mike

mmmike_us

I've emailed you.

No new chapter to post yet but it is in the works. It is already longer than the last update and I haven't gotten to any of the good stuff yet.

mmmike, I haven't decided how to take it with the husband going forward with the story. I have an outline of how the story is going to end but I don't have all the details yet.

I am always open to suggestions you all have about my stories. I cannot promise to use them, but if I like how they fit into the story I would work some of them in.

I hope to get the majority of the next part done in the coming days, with the finishing touches happening next week. Sorry to keep you waiting, work and life don't always leave a lot of free time to spend at the computer.

Thanks for your patience and for reading and commenting.

J

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when????

This maybe the best story of its kind I've ever read. Thanks. Looking forward to more chapters.

Thanks paco.

Sorry for the extended delay, got a case of writers block as I worked on the latest chapter. I am still working on it. I know how I want the chapter to end but am having trouble with how to get it there in the best way possible.

J

Understood.

The next chapter is coming along nicely now. After getting stalled for a while I am back at my keyboard. I haven't gotten to anything with Davis yet and so far the newest update is three times longer that the last. I'm not sure how long it will be when finished. I keep typing as more ideas come to me.

Thank you all for your patience.

J

No worries, this is one of those stories thats worth waiting for

Jbozz, really getting hot thinking where the next update will take them.

Love the story. I'm waiting cock in hand to read more!!

Steady, you'll go blind!

Any updates?
Droopy and Miss

Soon, very soon.

FINALLY, at long last the next part is finished. Sorry once again for the long wait. I hope this installment makes up for the extended delay. If you plan on reading in one sitting I suggest having a comfortable chair, a snack and probably some gatorade to refuel. It is long and will take up multiple posts. I hope you all enjoy.

Thanks for your patience and for continuing to read and post. It is greatly appreciated.

J

Part Fifteen

Rebecca got to school Monday morning feeling relaxed and ready for the week. She was still riding the high from how good Davis had fucked her on Friday after school.

She checked in at the office and saw Peggy's smiling face as she walked in.

"So?" Peggy asked. "How was it Friday? I want details."

"It was wonderful." Rebecca told her. She looked around before whispering, "It was the best sex I've ever had."

"What did Dan say when you told him?" Peggy asked with a giggle.

The joke caught Rebecca off gaurd. She giggled along with Peggy after a hesitation. "He went down on me after." Rebecca told her quietly.

"I love it when Todd does that to me." Peggy confessed.

Their banter was broken up by another teacher coming into the office.

"I better head to my room. Gotta get ready for the first class." Rebecca said as she moved to the door.

"See you later." Peggy waved as Rebecca left.

*
Rebecca's day was going off without any problems. Her students were generally well behaved, and today was no exception.

Her classes seemed to go by quickly and soon it was time to break for lunch.

Sticking with her usual tradition, she stayed in her room and ate at her desk.

It was a good thing she did. Hearing her phone beep, she grabbed it to see that she had a text come in.

It was from Davis and said, "Gonna fuck that pussy again real soon Becky." It was followed by the picture he took of her sucking his dick in her room.

She felt her cheeks blush as she looked at the picture on her phone. Her hand slowly made it's way between her legs and slipped into her skirt.

She immediately felt how hot her pussy was at the thought of Davis fucking her.

She rubbed her pussy as she kept staring at the picture of her sucking his dick.

She pushed two fingers into her slippery hole, feeling her wetness coating them.

She was just feeling the beginnings of a climax when the bell sounded, signaling five minutes before the next class would start.

Becky quickly pulled her hand out of her skirt. Seeing her fingers wet from her pussy, she took them into her mouth and sucked them clean, savoring how she tasted.

She had just gotten herself under control when the first student entered.

*
When it came time for Davis' class, Becky felt her pussy moisten at the thought of him. She had to struggle to maintain herself and get through class.

When Davis entered the room her eyes followed him as he moved to his seat. He caught her watching him and winked at her as he sat down.

That little response from him was enough to make her pussy leak. She clenched her legs together to keep her juices from getting on her skirt.

All through class her eyes kept finding their way to Davis. Each time she looked at him she hoped to catch his glance. Hoped that he would be looking at her and send a silent messege to her.

For the rest of class he never looked in her direction, never saw the longing look in her eyes as she looked at him.

When the bell sounded to end class, Rebecca felt hurt that Davis seemed to be ingoring her.

As the students were filing out of the room her hopes rose as he made his way up to her desk. "What can I do for you Davis?" she asked professionally since they were not alone.

"I was hoping to talk to you after school today. I have some questions about some of the work."

"Of course Davis. My door is always open to students who need help. Come by after your last class ends and we can go over it together."

Lowering his voice to barely a whisper, he said, "More than your door is open to my cock."

She looked around him, hoping nobody heard. She was relieved to find that they were now alone in the room.

"See you after school Becky." Davis said as he hurried from the room.

Before she could stop herself she pushed her hand down her skirt and rubbed her excited pussy. She knew she didn't have much time so she only kept it there for a moment before pulling it back out. She could not resist the urge to bring her hand up to her mouth and taste herself.

*
After struggling through her last classes of the day, school was over and Davis would be coming to see her any minute.

Becky squirmed in her chair, her pussy heating up quickly in anticipation of seeing Davis.

Fifteen minutes after the last class and Davis had not shown up. Knowing that he liked to mess with her mind, Becky was not worried. She reasoned that he wanted her dripping in anticipation of his arrival.

She would not dissapoint him. Reaching her hand down her skirt she rubbed her pussy.

A few minutes later Davis had still not arrived.

Becky was now slumped down in her seat, fingers deep in her pussy. She was sucking two fingers on her other hand, wishing that they were Davis' cock instead.

She felt her orgasm building. If Davis didn't show up soon she would rub finger herself to orgasm.

Becky was thrusting her hips up into her hand as she neared the point of no return. Her hand was pinned between her pussy and the underside of her desk.

She was almost there. Becky pushed her two fingers as deep into her soaking pussy as they could reach. She used her thumb to rub her excited clit.

She clamped her mouth on the fingers she was sucking on to try and stifle any sounds she was making. So close. Just another few moments.

Her heart skipped a beat as she heard the handle of the classroom door turning.

Unsure who it was she yanked her hand out of her skirt and away from her desperate sex. She took her fingers from her mouth and shifted up in her seat just as the door opened.

Davis walked in and saw the state she was in.

He dropped his backpack on a desk as he made his way to her.

As he moved behind her desk he saw her juicy hands in her lap and knew without a doubt what she had been doing before he got there. "You've been busy haven't you?"

Becky nodded that he was right.

"Did you cum?" he asked reaching a hand out and massaging her breast. He could feel her erect nipple under the material.

"N...nnnooo." Becky barely managed to say. "I had to stop when I heard the door. Didn't know who it was."

He smiled at her situation and pinched her nipple through her shirt.

Becky reached out, pressing her hand against his crotch. "I need you Davis. Please fuck me."

"Not today slut." he told her, backing away from her hand. "Don't got the time today."

"Please Davis." Becky begged. "I need you bad. I need your cock."

Davis walked away from her and grabbed his book bag. He opened it as he came back to her. He took out a small wrapped package and set it on her desk in front of her.

Becky reached for it.

Davis grabbed her wrist before she could grab it. "Not yet Becky." he told her. "Wait until you are alone before you open it." He zipped his bag and headed for the door.

"Wait!" Becky cried out. She hurried around the desk and sank to her knees before him. "Don't go. Please fuck me Davis. Fuck me before you leave."

Davis saw the desperation in her eyes. She truly was a cock crazed slut. "Sorry Becky. As much as I would enjoy making you cum while I fuck you, I can't today."

He left her there on her knees as opened the door. He turned back to her and said, "Go open your gift Becky. It will make you feel better." He left and closed the door with her still on the floor.

*
Becky stayed on the floor almost in tears for a minute before she slowly got to her feet. She sat behind her desk and looked at the small package on her desk.

With her hand shaking, she grabbed the card that was taped to it.

She opened it and read, "Follow the steps inside and I will fuck you until you can't walk tomorrow. Davis."

Becky felt her face flush at reading the words on the page. Her pussy also got excited at the thought of him taking her like that.

Resisting the urge to rub her needy pussy, she opened the package on her desk.

She did not know what the item was that was inside. She picked it up and looked it over.

Still not sure what it was she grabbed the paper that was inside with it.

It read, "In case you don't know what this is, it is called a chastity tube. It is used to lock up a man's dick so he can't get hard. I decided that I don't want your husband getting anything from you until I am done with you. As long as I'm fucking you, he can't. That is if you still want my black dick in that tight white pussy of your's. I know your husband doesn't make you scream like I do. So the deal is, I want you to lock up your husbands little white dick and wear the keys around your neck, then I will fuck you again. Until you follow those instructions I won't give you my dick anymore. I can always find another bitch to fuck. The choice is yours Becky. See you in class tomorrow."

Her hands were shaking as she finished reading the letter. She picked up the thing again and looked closer at it. It dawned on her that it did look a little like a limp dick, with the rounded plastic tube curling down. There was another ring that was attatched to it and a key locking the two pieces together. She was still confused at how the thing worked.

Deciding to at least find out more about it she pulled out her phone and did a google search. She found some pictures of different devices, including one that looked like the one on her desk.

She saw a video link that said, 'locking him in chastity' and clicked on it thinking that it was some type of instructional video or something.

She found out in seconds that she was wrong. It was some kind of fetish porn. She wanted to know about the device so she kept watching.

It showed a woman, dressed in tight leather, holding one of the devices in one hand and a paddle in the other. The camera moved and showed a man bent over with red marks all over his ass, clearly from the paddle. The woman said, "Have enough yet slave? Do you want some more or are you ready to put it on?"

The man was almost crying, "Please mistress, no more. Put it on."

The paddle came down hard on the mans butt with a loud slapping noise. "Stand up slave."

The man slowly got to his feet. As he stood and turned around Becky saw his penis. It was a little bigger than her husband, but not much. The camera zoomed in on the mans crotch as the woman's hand appeared on screen as she grabbed the mans penis and balls and yanked them harshly before taking her hand away.

The man yelped at the sudden tug. The woman brought her other hand on screen and Becky saw that she was holding some ice cubes. "Hand, slave."

His hand appeared and she put some of the ice in it. "Ice your balls." she commanded.

The man cupped his balls with the ice in his hand.

"Other hand." voice barked.

The rest of the ice was put in his hand.

"Ice that little thing you call a dick." she told him.

The hand brought the ice to his dick and pressed them together. "Good slave." the woman said.

A few seconds later, the plastic device was held next to the man's hands. "Are you ready slave?"

"Y.....Yes m..m....mistress." the man stuttered.

"Put your hands behind your head." the woman demanded.

The ice fell to the floor as the man raised his hands.

Becky could see that his penis had gotten smaller, as well as his balls.

The woman pulled the pieces apart and held just the ring with the piece sticking out from it. She then slid the ring over his penis and worked his balls through it as well. It stayed in place as she grabbed the curved tube piece and held it up for the camera.

Using her thumb and finger, she held his penis as she brought the tube closer and closer. She hesitated for just a moment before she slipped the tube onto his shrunken penis. She lined up the hole in the tubed piece to the piece sticking out from the ring and slipped it through.

Her hands left the screen for a moment and quickly returned with a little lock. It looked just like the one Becky had in front of her.

The lock was opened and put through the pieces and clicked shut. "There you go slave. No more sex for you." the woman taunted him as she tugged on the tube.

"Yes mistress. Thank you mistress." the man said.

Becky closed the video at that point. She had seen enough to find out what the thing was for. Though now that she knew, she wasn't sure if she could do it. Could she really lock up her husband's penis and only have sex with Davis until who knew when.

She glanced up from her desk and saw the clock on the wall. It was later than she thought.

She quickly gathered her things, putting the chastity thing back in the package and putting everything into her bag.

She hurried from her room and down the hall.

As she rushed she nearly forgot to check out at the office. She had to turned back and was walking into the office when she bumped into someone.

Rebecca looked up and saw that it was Peggy that she literally ran into.

Peggy put her hand on Rebecca's arm, "Are you ok? You look flustered or something."

"Oh....uh...yeah....no." Rebecca stammered. "No, I'm fine. I just lost track of time is all."

"Are you sure? You look off." Peggy pressed.

"I'm ok. Really." Rebecca assured her.

"Alright then. See you tomorrow."

"See you then." Rebecca said as Peggy walked away.

Rebecca went into the office and checked out before hurrying to her car and heading home.

When she got there Dan seemed worried. "You're late, is everything alright?"

"Yeah." she blurted out. "Sorry, I should have called. I lost track of time and..."

Dan cut her off, "You were with him weren't you? You said you would tell me when you were with him."

"I wasn't honey. Really." she moved in close to him. "I promise I wasn't with Davis. I haven't been with him since Friday. I was just working at my desk and got caught up. I looked up and saw the time and rushed home."

"Ok honey. I'm sorry I got upset."

"Don't worry about it honey." Rebecca hugged him. "I don't know if I will see him, well, like that again for a while."

"What do you mean?" Dan asked. "What happened?"

"Nothing really." she told him. "He came to me today and wants me to do something I don't know if I can do. He said until I do it he won't.....fuck me."

"What is it?"

"I'd rather not say right now. I need to think about it."

"If you want to talk about it I'll listen."

"Thanks honey. You're the best." she gave him a quick kiss.

*
They didn't talk about it the rest of the day before going to bed.

Rebecca tossed and turned as the image of the man being locked up played in her head over and over. She couldn't do that to her husband. But how long could she go without Davis and his big black cock?

It took a long time before she finally fell as1eep.

*
Rebecca woke up Tuesday morning feeling groggy. She did not get a good night's s1eep and she felt it as she woke up.

She downed a big cup of coffee and barely felt ready for her day.

She was part way through her second cup when Dan joined her.

He saw the big cup she was using, "Didn't s1eep well?"

"No." she confirmed. "Couldn't relax my mind I guess."

"I'm sorry." he said sincerely as he filled a smaller cup. "I don't have much time this morning, I need to stop for gas on the way in." Dan kissed her on the cheek and left her to get ready for work.

Rebecca finished her second cup and was getting ready when Dan left. She was not too far behind him.

*
Rebecca's mind was spinning all through her morning classes. She kept thinking about the gift from Davis. Everytime she pictured it in her mind she thought about the fact that she wouldn't get any sex from Davis unless she put her husband in it. She felt her face blush each time the thought of locking her husband in the device.

She struggled through her classes until it was time for lunch.

The break from teaching didn't help. As she sat at her desk she thought about the video she watched there yesterday of the man being locked up in chastity.

She did feel herself getting aroused at the thought of the video. On some level it was pretty hot to her, but not something that she could do to her husband. It was wrong.... wasn't it?

As the thought's kept running through her head, she was brought back to the moment when her phone buzzed, announcing a new text.

Seeing that it was a text from Davis she opened it. "Am I fucking you today?" It was quickly followed by another messege. This one was a picture of his dick.

Becky closed out the messeges and put the phone aside before she lost control of herself at seeing his big cock.

She took a few deep breaths and returned to the paper she was grading.

She kept focused for the rest of her lunch period, feeling good about getting something accomplished.

When her next class started she jumped right into the lesson plan. She was feeling good about the way the class was going. The students were engaged in the lesson as she went through it.

Everything was moving along smoothly, until her phone vibrated on her desk. The buzzing of the phone as it vibrated brought her crashing back down.

She tried to resist the urge to check her phone. She only had a few minutes left in class and might have made it, if her phone didn't vibrate again.

The urge to check it won out. Grabbing the phone she saw that it was not from Davis afterall. It was just a messege from a friend, and a quick correction text with the familiar words, 'stupid auto correct' at the end.

The last few minutes of class seemed to drag on. Just the thought of a text from Davis was enough to affect her head.

When the bell sounded to end class she sat in her chair and took a deep breath to steady herself. Davis was in the next class and his question was hanging in the air. She hadn't told him that she didn't use the device he gave her.

During the short break Rebecca texted her friend back. She almost put her phone down, but the urge was too strong. She opened the texts from Davis so she could see his cock again. It looked huge even on the small screen of her phone.

When Davis walked in she tried to hold his gaze but she couldn't and looked down to the floor. She felt defeated in that she didn't do as he wanted. Like she was somehow letting him down.

All through class she could feel his eyes burning a hole into her. Each time she looked in his direction he would give her a subtle nod or wink. Everytime he did that, she felt herself blush and quickly looked away from him.

By the time class ended she couldn't even look at Davis. As the students were leaving and she saw him coming toward her desk she was unable to bring her eyes up from the floor.

"Mrs. Coral?" he said as he moved next to her.

"Yes Davis. What can I help you with?" she asked as the last student left the room.

Davis kept his voice down, "You didn't respond to my text. You didn't lock up your husband's little dick did you?"

Becky shook her head that she didn't. "I'm sorry Davis, I don't know if I can do that to him."

"Don't apologize to me." he told her. "I can get any pussy I want. You should be saying sorry to yourself since you ain't getting my dick no more until you put him in it."

"Please Davis." she begged. "Don't make me do that. I can't stop seeing you but don't make me do that to my husband."

"I'm not making you do anything slut. I'm giving you a simple choice." he said harshly. "Lock up his tiny thing and you keep getting my black cock that you love so much. Or you can go back to just fucking your husband and his little white penis." He reached out and roughly squeezed her tits before moving to the door.

Becky was nearly frozen in place. She didn't know what to do. She barely even registered that he had just mauled her tits before he left. She felt nearly robotic about him grabbing her chest, it wasn't that big of a deal after letting him fuck her so many times.

Becky put her head in her hands and stared at the floor, deep in thought about what she should do.

She was shocke