Sequel to old story

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I am now working on a sequel to this story.

Once again in what felt like a thousand times I lay on my back naked but for my chastity device on a Travelodge bed with my head overhanging the bottom edge. Angie was 5 years older and time had not been kind. Her once long blonde hair now cut painfully short to facilitate easier washing following years and gallons of cum ejaculated over it and her.

And over her face.

Once pretty she was now haggard with her once piercing blue eyes constantly glazed betraying far - far - too many orgasms. Naked but for a bra - so as not to betray breasts now sagging from constant ab use - she - once again - straddled my head and lowered her always hairless cunt onto my mouth. Always hairless after laser treatment I myself had paid for.

Then, as always but with no passion or enthusiasm she said the words I had heard so many times before:

"Swallow this you fucking needle-dicked wanker."

Half-heartedly she squeezed and globs and streams of cum from countless men began to fill my mouth.

Becoming a little unsteady with fatigue after hours of constant fucking at the latest Dark Knights party just a short while earlier my wife - Donna - helped to keep her steady.

My wife. Donna. Her once flawless body now ravaged by 5 long years of marathon gang bangs from hundreds of men. Decently endowed men and well endowed men - and yes - men with huge fat cocks. Fucking her mouth. Fucking her cunt and fucking her up the arse. And far too many times doing so simultaneously.

Both women going through the motions like automatons. Uncaring. Distracted and totally oblivious to my own well being.

Angela, unable to keep her straddled position over me, moved away whilst cum still dripped from her gaping cunt onto my face and carpet. She then lay on her side beside me and immediately fell into an utterly exhausted sl eep.

Donna, as if in slow motion watched her friend before she too straddled me.

No words from her though. Donna was completely naked and a total mess. Heavy and hopelessly smudged makeup. Cum covered hair. Nipple piercings. Clitoral hood piercing. Dark Knights tattoo on her left breast and - if I could see it - on her left buttock. And her most recent one - inked at the same time as Angela - the one on her inner thigh proclaiming a 5 year membership.

I don't think she even bothered to contract - if she still could. With half closed eyes she just let the cum drip onto my face.

Then she did say something but under her breath. I didn't catch it.

"What?" I tried to say with a mouth full of semen.

Donna sort of looked at me with tired eyes and said, "Huh?"

"You just said something. I didn't hear it."

"Get off the fucking bed. I need to lie down. I can't take this sh it any more."

I finished swallowing the cum as best I could and did as she ordered.

She immediately lay down beside Angela and swung a loving arm over her.

"Are you all right Donna?" I said.

"Fuck off Mark. Just fuck right off and let us sl eep."

And with that, she did indeed fall asl eep.

I looked down upon the two sl eeping women whilst I absent mindedly wiped my face and licked cum from my fingers. I had swallowed the last remnants before I realised what I had done. There was no self disgust though. 5 years is a long time to get used to something. And with enough time a person can get used to anything.
And yes, I had even - I admitted - got to like the taste. Besides, it was good for you. Or so they say.

But things were finally going to change. My time was served and by my reckoning my chastity device would be finally unlocked the following month. And what a remarkable device it had proved to be. Secure but completely permeable I had been able to remain clean and fresh without it ever being removed. Time had taken its toll. It was well worn and looking rough round the edges but had achieved its purpose. To prevent my erections and orgasms.

Well worn and looking rough round the edges. Just like these two women I pondered.
Assuming a Dark Knights party every month - and neither woman had missed a single one - and sex with maybe a dozen to a score of men each time - I quickly calculated a number ranging from 720 to 1200. I thought it perfectly reasonable to suggest they had both been fucked a thousand times.

...erm. That is some going ladies. "Well done" I saracastically mumbled.

I sat on the edge of the bed next to my wife. She was on her side facing away from me - spooning Angela.
God they were a mess. I couldn't resist and risking waking her I started to caress her arse. Where had the love gone? And the respect? What had happened to that? Both women paraded their partially or full nakedness in front of me without the slightest hint of embarrassment or care. In their eyes I was no longer a man. No longer a sexual partner. I was sexless. And whatever I thought just did not matter to them. What did matter to them was attending the parties and getting their fix. Which I believe had become a horrible addiction. I was not even convinced either woman even enjoyed them any more. The marathon sex fests had become something they needed - not wanted - just to survive.

Well that was all to change. A return to erections. A return to orgasms and a return to fucking my wife.
Then we could all forget this nightmare.

"What did you mean yesterday Donna?"

"Huh?"

We were now home and sitting around the kitchen table the following morning. All cleaned up and looking amost respectable.

"Last night you said you couldn't take it any more. What did you mean by that?"

"Did I? When did I say that?"

"After you straddled me and before falling alseep."

"When I dumped another load for you to eat." she smirked. "I can't remember but I was so tired last night. I was exhausted."

"You both were. Maybe you should consider slowing down a little? Donna. Look. This is crazy. You are my wife and I do still love you despite everything which has happened. I've seen what this is doing to you. To both you and Angie. You can't keep going on like this. You have lost interest in everything."

Donna looked at me and then away to look through the window. Then back at me before looking down at the table. She said nothing.

"Donna?"

"Oh Mark. And I do love you too. I really do. When I am nasty to you and insulting it is all part of everything."

"Especially when you are with Angie," interceded.

"Well yeah. I suppose so. But is is difficult. You know? You wearing that chastity thing for all these years? And eating all that cum from our - well - from our cunts."

"I have no choice darling. It was the condition to achieve a release".

"I know. And I know what I have become Mark. And I just can't stop. You know? After every party I say to myself I'll give it a rest for a bit. A break. But then after a couple of weeks, after a couple of weeks ....."

"Yes?"

".... I .... oh Christ Mark."

"Those men are fucking the life out of you Donna."

"I know they are. I know. Don't you know I know the way I look now? I've aged 20 years in the last 5."

"Donna. I am due for release next month."

"Huh?"

"My chastity device. It has been 5 years. We will be able to make love again. You know? Like we used to?"

Donna stared at me.

..... and didn't say a word.

She just sat there staring at me.

"Donna?"

"I .... I hadn't thought about it Mark. You know? Our life together now? My life? I know you have worn that thing for 5 years but I don't think I made the connection. Haven't you got used to wearing it after so long?"

"Yes, of course Donna. But I always knew it would come off one day."

"And it comes off next month?"

"Yes."

"That's going to take some getting used to Mark. On occasion I let you use your tongue but your .... your ...."

"My cock."

"I can hardly remember you having one. And after all those Dark Knights ..."

"It's going to get some getting used to. For me and you both. I need you to get in touch with the trustees for me. There is a password I need."

"Right. But Mark I don't know any trustees. I am not involved with that side of things. I just go to .... well you know why."

"There is always your boss - Mister Lucas. I get the impression the whole Dark Knights thing is his."

"Mark! I can't talk to him about this stuff! He would be furious! I would get sacked! And I in enough trouble already at work."

"Really Donna? I didn't know that. You are having difficulty concentrating aren't you?"

And even as I said that I could see Donna was was glazing over somewhat with just this discussion. Christ, was she in a mess.

"Donna! Donna! What are you thinking about now? Because you aren't here."

She suddenly jolted back to the here and now.

Shaking her head slightly and rubbing her forehead she tried to refocus.

"So Donna. Where where you?"

And I didn't need her to tell me. I knew perfectly well what had distracted her. Even when she wasn't getting fucked senseless with cock she was visualising and revisting it. The woman was in a really bad way.

"Fuck Mark. I need to lie down."

I was getting really worried about my wife. I left it a few minutes and then followed her upstairs. When I entered our bedroom she was naked and lying on the covers, her eyes closed, her clothes thrown onto the floor.

"Donna?"

She covered her eyes with a hand and with a tear filled voice, "Oh God Mark! What has happened to me?"

I didn't know what to say. I just sat on the bed next to her and hand her free hand in both of mine.

"Why are you naked?"

"Why do you fucking think Mark? Oh God I can't help myself. Make me cum. Just make me cum. Then I will be all right for a while. Then we can talk again. Just make me fucking cum."

Even after all these years my cock responded by filling the chastity device and I was only too aware of the wires biting into it and my balls. All set to mutila te me should I attempt to remove it. I knew I shouldn't have agreed to fuck her with my tongue. I should have comforted Donna and attempted to work something out but of course - as I always did, I undressed as far as I could and got to work with my mouth.

Then, after just a few minutes she pushed my head away.

"Oh for fuck's sake Mark. This doesn't work any more."

"Donna? What's up?"

"God do I need some cock. God in heaven do I need fucking Mark. Long and hard with long fat cocks."