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225 – Cuckquean fantasy

Written by Marie on . Posted in Uncategorized. No Comments on 225 – Cuckquean fantasy

When i first found out my husband was cheating on me, i was hurt. Badly. It hurt SO much, it took me a very LONG time to overcome. But over time, i have come to realize that watching my husband fuck another woman is a serious turn on for me. To the point that as i look back on it, and reflect about “her,” she would’ve been a perfect girlfriend for us now. But definitely not then. i have thought about it so much, that i’d probably say i could see “her” as the person in this story i am about to tell you.

i have serious fantasies about watching a woman satisfy my husband and i really SO wish this fantasy story i am about to tell you were true. Alas… it is not. Maybe one day…….

It finally arrived! The Fancy Steel chastity belt I have seriously wanted and all but begged to have. It is more durable than the cheap Chinese belt we’ve been using and made to order. Meaning, this belt was made with MY measurements alone and made specifically just for me.

Because of the fit and the durability, Sir can literally lock me in it for days on end if he wishes to. And he wishes to. And THAT turns me on too! His power over me, mentally and physically, is what I crave and now I have both or rather HE has both.

It is Wednesday. As night time approaches, he says, “Time to get ready for bed. Let’s get you locked into your new belt.” And after it’s in place, I have to say… it feels AMAZING! I can tell already it’s not going to chafe in odd places like the Chinese one did since it fits like a glove. Of course, it’s such a great fit, if I thought I might could get a finger to my clit in the one before (which i really couldn’t!) there is NO way to do so now. That’s ok, I shouldn’t be touching what doesn’t belong to me anyway!

While I normally sleep well in my belt, I guess I was so excited to have this new belt that I just didn’t. I couldn’t. Typically when I wear my belt to sleep it allows me to just rest my mind and turn away from the things I shouldn’t even be thinking, let alone wanting to touch! I just tell myself, “go to sleep already. Ignore any feelings of heat and arousal.” (And yes, I feel like I am in HEAT when Sir owns my sex and I’m not allowed to orgasm!)

As Thursday morning comes, I ask permission to be released and he says, “WHY?” When I indicated to use the bathroom, shower, dress…. Aka: daily activities (!) he said, “NO.”

“Wait. What? Why not?”

The words he spoke next were absolutely true. He said, “Because this fitted belt is designed for long term wear and that’s what you’ll be doing now. I will release you at my discretion and at the right times. Now is not the right time. So go do all those things while wearing your new belt and be happy about it too.”

While I was surprised, I was also turned on. My first real challenge in chastity and this will be fun! I hope anyway!

Thursday came. And went. I learned some new skills, like how to use the bathroom in chastity effectively and how to smile when Sir says, “get naked so I can see my beautiful new belt.” And I’m happy. Truly happy.

Friday has arrived. The belt still fitting nicely, but my new reality setting in. “Sir, can I be released today?”

He said yes.

“Wait. What?”

He said, “don’t question my decision.” And he suddenly produced the key, that was otherwise intentionally hidden from me, and just like that I was released. The release felt lovely. While I admit the belt was indeed more comfortable than the cheap Chinese one previously, I was craving the break from it too.

As I walked to the bathroom to shower, he followed me. He’s never done that. When I inquired about it, he said, “You will shower and dry off. And back into the belt you’ll go. I will be watching to ensure you don’t touch yourself anymore than necessary to simply clean it.”

Oh wow. Really? This really IS my new reality. He intends to have me locked up more than not! But this power exchange that he now exerting is seriously a turn on!

I sure enjoyed my shower, maybe a little too much honestly, but not in a bad “get myself in trouble” way. David didn’t say a word, thankfully. And after drying off I laid on the bed to get strapped in once again. I’m not entirely happy about being strapped back in so soon, but I accept it too.

Surprisingly just before officially locking me up, Sir put his tongue on my clit and began to suck. Oh yes, an added benefit for being a good submissive wife! And then I felt his finger go straight up into my pussy just as quickly and as immediately too. OH MY STARS!

His tongue and his fingers felt amazing. It was just a couple of minutes of intense ecstasy when I arched my back and was thanking him for this unexpected pleasure. I was just about to ask if I could orgasm when he pulled his tongue back and his fingers slipped out of my dripping pussy. Suddenly I felt his hand come down hard slapping at my clit, causing me to flinch. Taking me from pleasure to pain in one split second!

He spoke sternly saying, “That’s enough. Anymore and you might just think you can orgasm. But that ain’t happening!”

And just like that, it was all over and I was locked in again. To say I was sexually frustrated was a complete understatement, but mentally I was happy to be a pleasing submissive to my Sir. As always, I thanked him for using me the way he wanted to, even though I had so clearly wanted so much more than what I received!

Friday mid afternoon, I received a text from Sir as I was at work. It said, “Tonight we are going to have my lady friend over. Do you understand what I expect from you?”

Because this wasn’t the first time we’ve done this, I knew exactly what was expected from me as my Sir’s cuckquean submissive wife. I was to:

1) She is my mistress, the same as my husband as my Sir.

2) Get them both ready for sex.

3) Clean them both afterward.

4) Never speak, unless spoken to AND given permission to respond/speak back.

5) and NEVER ask to orgasm. I may or may not get to, but it will be at their discretion and will NEVER be allowed if I insist on asking!

So because I know the expectations, I texted back, “Yes Sir. I do know. And I’m looking forward to it too!” And I meant it too! This is going to be a super fun Friday for sure!

I don’t have ANY real idea or understanding as to why being locked in chastity AND being a cuckquean wife is such a turn on, but to deny that this is how I feel is unnecessary too. I own my truth! And tonight, it is about to be even more real!

He wrote back, “Good girl! I’m looking forward to tonight too!!”

And he knew I really was excited about our upcoming night. I know my services will make them happy, and if I am lucky, they will allow me to participate and/or have an Orgasm, but if not, I understand. But when I follow the rules, I almost always AM allowed to orgasm, so I am always on my best behavior for these date nights too!

As I arrived home from work, Sir was getting ready for our date night already. I wasn’t sure what the plan was, so I asked what I could do to get ready too. He said, “take your clothes off, make up the bed nicely, and kneel beside it. And wait.”

Of course, because he didn’t mention anything about the chastity belt coming off nor did he produce the key, I assumed the belt was to stay in its place. I was naked and in place in no time at all.

While it seemed forever that I had to wait, eventually I heard her voice. Sir wasn’t in the bedroom with me for most of the time I waited, as he was not concerned with me but rather waiting on his girl to arrive from the living room.

I heard the familiar clink of glasses as I realized they were getting drinks from the alcohol cabinet. I then heard them talking and laughing. Followed by a moment of silence, which I suspected was my husband kissing her deeply. I’d be lying if I didn’t admit to the feelings of jealousy that sometimes arise, which is what I was feeling at that moment, but probably not what most people would think either. It was the feeling of being left out that was nagging at me, as I wanted to join in, but so far I was not yet invited to do so. I was told to kneel and wait. So that’s what I will do. And in the end, I know that whatever I end up with is intentional and what’s supposed to happen tonight too. At at this exact moment, I’m jealous while I wait.

Eventually they came to the bedroom, they were holding hands and smiling at one another, while each holding a drink also.

She came to me after dropping Sir’s hand. She bent over at her waist where she took my chin in the palm of her hand and tilted it up to greet her. I smiled but I didn’t dare speak. She said, “open your mouth.” So I did.

She poured the remainder of her drink down my throat and I swallowed as quickly as possible since there was a lot left with a seemingly endless flow. I was grateful for what she shared.

She turned to my Sir and said, “I think she liked it. This is a good thing as that’s just the first of what she’s needing to swallow tonight! Now. Where were we?”

With hearing her talk about me and the promise of being used, my pussy was set on fire. I felt my clit swelling, while pressing hard against the steel that was covering it. I pray the belt comes off and they use all my holes tonight!

That’s when she lifted her arms and pulled her shirt over her head, and she dropped it to the floor. She had no bra on. Sir set his drink on the table and grabbed up her beautiful boobs, one in each hand and began kissing her passionately. I was watching, but not speaking. How I soooo wanted to hold her breasts in my hands and touch her nipples with my tongue. I wanted to suck her nipple hard and cause her pussy to drip and get wet for my Sir, the way my pussy was now! That wasn’t what I was allowed to do though. Instead, I just sat and watched, while waiting to see if I would be used at all. And the more I watched, the more my pussy started to throb. I knew I was dripping wet already, and no one, including me had even laid a finger on my body.

That’s when Sir looked at me and said, “Hey wife… I know you are distracted, but I need you to focus and quit daydreaming! You need to be taking my pants off now. You need to start getting me ready.”

I snapped to attention. I was so excited to be invited to participate! I reached up and unzipped his jeans and pulled them to the floor as he was still kissing and fondling her breasts. I wedged myself between his legs and hers, and took his cock in my mouth and began to suck it hard. He continued to kiss her and rub her boobs. I heard him moan at the same time I also felt his cock swell in my mouth.

He pulled back and said, “ok, that’s a good girl. But don’t forget, you need to get my girl ready too.”

She had on a skirt, so all I had to do was lift the bottom of it over my head where I found she wasn’t wearing any panties at all. I lifted myself up on my knees to greet her sex, where I started to lick her pussy. I decided to use my one hand to stroke Sir’s cock to keep him hard, while I used my other hand to stick a single finger up deep inside her pussy!

With my tongue trying to duplicate to her what my Sir does to me, and my hands working too, I struggled to coordinate my motions and my thoughts. Everything was happening so quickly and my mind was racing! I found myself thinking about how Sir was doing this very thing, licking my pussy, just 12-hours prior as he was getting me ready for the day after my shower! Of course, I wasn’t allowed to orgasm but I know that’s exactly what his girl will be doing very soon.

Suddenly I felt her move her feet, right along with her pussy too, which caused my lips to loose the suction I had established. This was a cue to change our positions though too. After shedding their remaining clothing, they both laid on our bed. The bed that is mine and Sirs usually, but not tonight.

I stayed kneeling on the floor waiting for further instructions when I heard her say, “Didn’t you tell me her new belt came in?”

Sir said, “Yes, it did. She’s wearing it now. Wife, stand and show my girl your new fashion.”

So I did. And she gasped and said, “oh, wow, it looks amazing! Do you just simply love it?”

At first, I wasn’t sure if she was asking me or Sir that question, and since I knew better than to speak without permission I stayed silent.

That’s when she said, “Cuckquean. I asked you a question and I’d like an answer.”

I said, “Yes ma’am. I do like the way it looks and also how it feels too. But I would be lying if I didn’t say that I hope it will come off tonight and I will be invited to play with both of you.”

That’s when I heard her almost choke on her spit or maybe she was choking down a laugh. I couldn’t exactly tell. At the same time Sir said, “oh my love, I’m so sorry but that’s not in either of our plans. The belt stays on. Know your place tonight my good girl!”

I was mildly disappointed but didn’t want it to show and said, “Yes Sir.” Oh shit! I had verbalized my response. He said, “I don’t remember asking for a response. Assume the Position. NOW!”

I wasn’t allowed to speak! But I did. I fucked up in a big way! I immediately moved to get into the position for discipline.

Sir then said to his girl, “I’m very sorry about her miscue and bad behavior. She knows better than this. I regret that I have to take a minute to discipline her now, but I do hope you’ll be understanding too. I will make it up to you. I promise.” And I heard the tell tale sound of kissing lips.

To which his girl said, “I’d love to teach her a lesson if you’d allow me. She shouldn’t have caused us to be distracted from one another causing a delay to my much needed orgasm. That was incredibly obnoxious and rude of her and I’d like to teach her a lesson! Will you allow it?”

Sir handed her the paddle and he said, “by all means.”

Double shit. This is going to fucking hurt!

I heard her say, “I’m going to deliver 10-very-hard stinging swats. Then you’ll thank me and we won’t hear your voice the rest of the night.”

And without delay and quite immediate, the paddle collided with my ass where the belt barely moved. I am glad to have the fitted one on now as it held up nicely! And she didn’t lie, that swat hurt! One after another. She reigned down fast and furious while saying things like, “be a good wife!” And “do not be an interruption ever again!” And, “if you want to fucking orgasm ever again, you best act better than this!”

And with the last one, she paused with the paddle resting against my ass and said, “and now. The last one!”

SMACK!

Tears fell from my eyes after just the third one, and I was grateful she didn’t make me count aloud even though I had done so in my head. After the last one I uttered, “Thank you Ma’am.”

That’s when she said, “now make yourself actually useful! Do your job cuck! Get on the bed and lay on your back. I’m going to sit on your face so you can get me ready to accept your husband’s big hard cock!”

Of course, I moved quickly into position and worked to dry my tears in the process. As I lay flat on my ass, it hurt! I felt how raw my ass was. She tore it up in no time at all! It genuinely hurt to lay against the sheets but I wasn’t about to complain!

I immediately began to lick at her pussy, but from how wet she was already, I could tell she enjoyed spanking me too. My face was covered with her pre-cum juices as I lapped at her sex with genuine interest. Suddenly all the bad of the spanking was gone and the good of licking her delicious pussy was amazing! I became needy and was licking as fast and hard as I could. I needed this!

While we were doing these things, Sir was laying on the bed next to me stroking his cock. He said, “wow, that is such an amazing view. Seeing my submissive wife’s ass turned red by my lovely girlfriend’s hand. And now seeing her lapping at your pussy like she’s never been fed before! And you, my girl, looking deliciously happy. This is the hottest thing I’ve seen in awhile.”

That’s when Sir beckoned to his girl and said, “But now babe, I’m so ready to feel your pussy around my cock.”

She looked down at my face as I was still sucking her and she said, “oh guess what? I’m about to get fucked by YOUR husband’s cock! And guess what I’m about to do that you won’t be doing tonight?” She mockingly answered her own question by bringing her hands together to form the letter “O” while saying the word… O-R-G-A-S-M.

i felt Sir straddle my body where his legs pressed against the chastity belt, causing me to be keenly aware of the position I found myself! He pushed his girl face forward where her pussy still hovered over my face while her body was pressed into the doggie style position above me. She was on all fours, on top of my face. I felt my Sir shimmy up my body and say to me, “good wife, take my cock and position me to be able to penetrate her opening.”

I lifted his cock off my face and pushed it close to her opening. As I held it still, he pressed further forward and his cock disappeared into her wet and waiting pussy.

I watched as I saw every inch of my husband enter into his girlfriend’s needy pussy. There was nowhere to go. And nothing for me to do. There was no escape for me. I was physically pinned between her pussy and his cock as I watched him fuck her harder and harder.

My pussy throbbed under its lock and key. I felt it, but could do little to alleviate the ache that it caused. I arched my back and pressed my pussy hard against the belt’s front plate, hoping to feel some relief. To no avail! My pussy throbbed with need that was going to be left unsatisfied.

All this happened mere inches above my nose!

Sir said, “Good wife, put out your tongue and lick my balls as they move back and forth. You need to do your best to keep me happy while I keep her happy.”

His girl was indeed feeling happy. She was getting all the stimulation I so yearned to feel too. As my husband fucked her harder and faster, she suddenly let out the words, “oh fuck yah! I’m about to orgasm. Don’t stop! I want you!”

All the same things I wanted to say and feel, she was getting! And all I could do was enjoy the slap of his balls against her pussy and my tongue.

It was a mere hot minute more when I felt her back arch where she ended up pressing the front of her pussy hard into my face, covering my nose. That wasn’t exactly her intention, but it was what I felt too. As she did, she exhaled deeply. I could tell she was feeling that tell tale moment of orgasm release where everything just floods out. That was enough to send Sir to the edge of his orgasm too.

He said, “subbie, get ready to feel my cum on your face!”

As he started to climax, he pulled himself out of her, pressed his cock downward and orgasmed mostly down my throat, but also over my face too! It was hot and sticky cum that covered me.

They moved off of me and Sir said, “go clean your face and come back to clean us.”

As I moved from the bed, my belt made the usual clank sound making its presence known to all. I wiped off my face, and headed back to the bedroom where I found them snuggling together while laying on their backs, side by side, kissing gently.

He looked at me and then at Sir and said, “can we keep her in that belt every time I am over? I don’t want her to ever think you prefer her crappy cunt over my warm soft pussy.”

I heard all this as I was climbing onto the bottom of the bed. I began crawling up to lick Ma’am clean. As I was licking, I must’ve gotten a little too ambitious as she said, “Fuck! Stop sucking me so hard! You are supposed to be cleaning me not sucking me!”

She then said to Sir, “Your stupid fucking wife is apparently wanting more and trying to be greedy in her attempts to get it. She obviously doesn’t know her place right now!”

Sir sat up, looked me in the eye and said, “Stop! Stop being a fucking brat submissive!”

I slowed up and got them both cleaned up properly, while my pussy was aching for relief that I now knew would not be granted. After which, his girl dressed and said, “unfortunately I need to head home tonight.”

He saw her to the door and told me to wait patiently. When he came back, he came to me and kissed me passionately, while pulling on my nipples. He said, “That was some amazing sex for me, how was it for you?”

I responded, “while I loved being your cuckquean, submissive wife… as I always do, would you now allow me to be released to orgasm too Sir?”

He said with a pity look on his face, “oh, no …. certainly not my good girl. You’ll be this way for awhile. It’s good for you! Maybe I’d have allowed it if you had been a better Cuckquean tonight. Having to spank you in the beginning followed by your intense sucking at the end was not some of your best moves tonight. But alas, maybe next time! You didn’t earn it tonight and after you stay belted for awhile still, you’ll have plenty of time to rethink your actions. I bet next time you’ll really do better! Am I right?”

“Yes Sir. I was a little too zealous tonight. I’m sorry Sir.”

He shrugged and with that, he ended the conversation by saying, “now that I’m well relaxed, it’s time to go to sleep. Maybe another week in the belt and another opportunity to be a better cuckquean will earn you the release you are seeking. Until then, sleep well my love.”

With that, he turned out the lights. In the dark, I heard him say, “I love you my dear and I know you are a good submissive wife. Right?”

Of course, I responded, “Yes Sir. Thank you Sir for your love.” I am always happy to submit and happy to be used for my Sir’s pleasure, but hopefully next time, I will also be allowed release… from the belt AND to Orgasm along with them.

I won’t deny… my pussy is probably going to be keeping me awake tonight and every night for the next week with the throbbing and aching it now has to endure without hope of release!

Hugs,

Marie

PS in real life, I am soaking wet and dripping now just from writing this! This is a serious turn on and maybe one day it can be a reality, at least once anyway!

222 – Sharing me with his BFF – fiction – Part II

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This is a continuation of the previous post, so if you haven’t read the first part, you really should do so first.

Sir looked at his friend and asked him, “well, would you want her to stay with you tonight?”

Our friend David looked at me, then looked at my Sir and said, “if you are sure this is ok by you, then yes, I’d love to release some of the pressure that’s built up over the last few months.”

While looking from me to David, he added, “but I must warn you both, my ex-wife caused me a lot of stress and took a lot of money from me in the process. I’m still pretty angry with her at how she just used and abused me like that, so I’m not sure how nice I can be tonight.”

My Sir let out a laugh and said, “Don’t worry my friend, we both know how much pent up anxiety you’ve had. Use my wife’s holes anyway you’d like and allow yourself to have fun. My wife provides the best stress reliever there is! Which is ultimately why I wanted to share her with you too. I knew you needed to pound away at a woman tonight way more than I did. She’s tough and can handle anything you give her. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”

I smiled and said, “oh Yes Sir.” Then looking at our friend, I added, “Tonight is about you Sir.”

My Sir looked at me and said, “Now you know my love, that tonight is not about you. You may or may not get to orgasm, depending if David allows it. But your needs are irrelevant tonight. Do you understand?”

“Yes Sir, I do indeed understand and I wouldn’t have it any other way!,” is how I responded.

Sir looked at his friend and said, “This is one time you need to be completely selfish and let her be the whore she is for you tonight. Of course, she’s actually better than a whore, because she comes to you free of charge.”

Our friend smiled and said, “it’s rare that I get anything for free. People see my money and want to know how much they can have. You are a true friend!”

Sir then said, “it’s the least I can for my Best Friend! I knew you needed this and I have the cure for you! Be sure to use her to get every ounce of happiness you seek and all she will ask in return is that you snuggle a bit with her at the end. That’s when you’ll need to reassure her that she’s made you happy and that she’s a good girl.”

He continued. “If you want to let her orgasm, you can but you don’t have to. She will ask when she feels she needs to orgasm, but she always seems to ask before she truly needs it too. I almost never say yes the first time she asks but tonight, it’s your call. Maybe you want to feel that orgasm of hers glide over your cock welcoming it more into her folds. It’s up to you.”

Finally he said, “I only ask though that if she is not completely compliant and attentive to you and your needs, you punish her before the night is through. She knows her place and she needs to know you will keep her in line. All good?”

With that, our friend David smiled, gave my Sir the kind of man-shake hug that men do while patting each other on the back with their free hand.

Our friend drew back and said, “thanks man. Not many people would be so kind.”

Sir replied, “you’re my best friend, what’s mine is yours. I’m glad I can help.”

I was just watching this entire exchange from the bed, patiently waiting to be acknowledged. At that moment is when Sir came to me. He wrapped his arms around my waist, while facing me squarely and said, “be a good submissive slut wife tonight. If you aren’t, in addition to whatever punishment David gives you, I may well do more at home tomorrow. Don’t embarrass me with my friend. Do you understand?”

I was so excited to be shared with his friend and possibly make this a future thing too, that I smiled at David and then looked to my Sir said, “oh yes Sir. I know my responsibilities tonight. I won’t let either of you down. Thank you Sir!”

My Sir kissed me then and said, “alright, have fun you two. I’ll see myself out now.”

And he left the room, with me on the bed naked and David fully clothed standing and staring. I wasn’t too sure David knew how to start. He was like a little school boy at that moment, so with my hand I beckoned him to me with a sly grin, I said, “Come to me Sir.”

And he did. I raised up on my knees and moved to kiss him. My hands found his zipper at the same time and unzipped his pants. He let them fall to the floor.

I started to reach for the buttons of his shirt when I felt his hands moving that way already. So instead, I pulled his boxers down and let those hit the floor too.

While he finished taking his shirt off, I moved my face down to his cock. I slid my mouth down upon it with my hands cupping at his balls, and proceeded to start sucking him harder than he already was. I was moving slowly and gently, kneading his balls with my hand as my mouth stroked at his cock.

I heard his shirt drop, followed by a sigh of happiness. He said, “Damn woman, David taught you to suck cock like a pro!”

Hearing those words of encouragement, I was inspired to do more. As I started to move more swiftly, that’s when he grabbed either side of my head with both of his hands and he held my face still. He started moving his cock in and out, face fucking me. He started going faster and faster, and that’s when he jammed his big cock down my throat. I was concentrating on not gagging as I knew I shouldn’t.

He did this over and over again, and then with one big jab he pushed as deep as he could go and held it there for what felt like an eternity but likely only a few seconds. As he held it deep inside my throat, it cut off my air way and I almost pulled back from fear of not being able to breath. But at that moment, he released the hold on my face with his hands and pulled his cock out of my mouth.

While climbing onto the bed, he said, “you are a good fucking whore! I’m already impressed with how well you are trained. David has done an amazing job with you!”

“Thank you Sir. I’m glad to be able to serve you.”

“Let’s see what else can you do! Now lay on your back woman with your legs spread wide.” And I did so with a smile on my face.

“I’m already impressed with one hole, but now it’s time to try out another.”

He climbed on the bed between my legs and he said, “put my cock to your opening so I can use you the way I need to.”

I said, “Yes Sir,” as I reached between my legs and took hold of his cock. I pulled it close to my pussy’s opening as he then pressed forward to penetrate me.

After pressing in just one inch, he paused. He looked me in the eye and said, “do you think I’m going to be nice to you tonight?”

“I’m not sure Sir. But does it matter?”

“You’re right. It doesn’t!”

And he pressed all the way forward, balls deep, as far into my pussy as he could go. All in one swift move. I gasped as i felt the depth of his cock inside me. Then he swiftly pulled back all the way to the tip, and pressed deep once again in one more swift move.

Both times, I felt his cock spread my lips wide. His cock felt so damn good inside this needy pussy, so I told him that too.

It got him motivated to pound me hard and fast for the next many minutes. I was loving every minute of it. I said, “Sir, your cock feels completely amazing. Thank you for giving me this time with you.”

Suddenly, he collapsed on top of my chest, and just as quickly he rolled us both. I found myself on top of him just that quickly. He pressed me up to a sitting position. He grabbed my nipples, one in each hand, and he squeezed. That’s when he said, “Now you need to ride my cock like the bitch you are. Show me how much you want my cock inside you. Don’t stop until I allow it either!”

I started grinding on his cock in earnest. I was moving forward and back, going faster on his thick cock. He held tight of my nipples, so as I moved back my nipples were held taut and hurt. I reached up to my tits and grabbed the base of them, in an attempt to give them a little comfort. I didn’t dare ask him to let go, but I sure wanted to.

He said, “You are a talented woman, but I’m going to make you better! I can tell my firm touch to your nips is causing you a bit of pain but I think it’s nothing compared to that paddling you took earlier tonight. So let them be and relish in the thought that this makes me happy. Let go of your tits and let me pull at them as I wish.”

As he spoke, I felt my pussy contract. He was right. This was all good for me, My pussy squeezed hard on his cock and I said, “Yes Sir. Thank you Sir.”

He suddenly let go of my nipples, and grabbed at each of my ass cheeks. He said, “now move woman!” And he started helping me move me up and down on his rigid member. I moved swift and we were both nearing orgasm.

I asked, “Please Sir, may I cum?”

He grunted out, “NO. Not until after I do! I’m going to cum deep in this cunt and I want to enjoy this moment on my own!”

I kept going. I felt his cock flexing hard. I was getting tired and I really wanted to orgasm. I asked again. This time when I asked, he slapped hard at my already-sore ass, and he yelled, “Fuck! I said no, I meant no! Get me off and then we’ll talk!”

“Yes Sir.”

I started working his cock in earnest. I wanted him to orgasm in my pussy so much, I started telling him that too. “Please Sir, use my hole to dump your cum deep into. You deserve to have a willing and accepting hole for your precious gift. I wish your ex-wife would’ve realized the precious gift you had to offer. But make no mistake Sir, I am grateful to be your cum dump now!”

I worked his cock as he helped by pressing my ass back and forth too. His head rolled back and he said, “oh baby, I need to cum! Keep working my cock. Don’t you fucking stop I’ll use that paddle on you so hard you won’t be able to sit for a week!”

“Oh God Sir, you have the magic words to turn me on. I really need to cum Sir!”

“Then you better fucking get me off quick so you can have yours!”

It was just another minute, when he suddenly gripped at my ass holding me firmly on top of his cock. He didn’t let me move. His cock was so deep inside me and filled me so thoroughly, but I knew it was at that moment he was filling me even more with his seed. I felt his dick flex in my pussy.

It was then that he said, “NOW you may cum!” And he brought his hand around to my clit and started flicking at it. I asked, “may I ride you another minute Sir?”

He said, “absolutely. But you best be quick because as you milk the last of my cum from my dick, I’ll be soft soon too.”

I became hungry for my orgasm. Time was of the essence and I wasn’t going to miss out. With his fingers caressing my clit and my determination, I rode his cock as hard as I could, as fast as I could. I needed to feel it deep. And it was only a minute later I screamed out, “Sir. I need to cum. Now.”

He said, “that wasn’t a question. But yes, you may orgasm.”

That was all I needed to hear! I let the the orgasm engulf me entirely. It washed over me entirely. I went rigid almost immediately and just relished in the feelings.

I felt my clit pulse as the blood flexed through my veins. And that’s when I collapsed on top of my new Sir’s chest.

I rested there for a few minutes. He allowed me to gain my composure there as he stroked my back and told me I was a good girl over and over, which I cherished thoroughly.

He rolled me to his side, where we were then laying together spooning. We rested there a good long time, and I fell asleep just that way. I’m not too sure if he slept or not but I wasn’t concerned about him. I knew he was happy, and that allowed me to just fully relax.

We laid that way for several hours. I slept so well in his arms, and I think he enjoyed me there with him too.

I don’t know what time it was when I awakened, probably 3 or 4 am, but I felt his arm hooked under my hips where he was clearly moving me into a particular position.

He must’ve figured out I was awakened, because before i could say a word he said, “hush baby girl. Don’t speak. I need to use another hole now though too. My ex never let me fuck her ass, and I’m going to fuck yours the way I wanted to fuck hers. Hard and fast! I’m going to own your ass and you’ll let me do it too.”

He added, “I want you on all fours. Now. Get into position and do not move until I allow it. Do you understand me?”

While still trying to wake up but also trying to be compliant, I responded with, “Yes Sir.”

With his arm on my hips and my help, I was immediately on all fours. And I heard him say, “I’m going to mount you like the dog I want you to be. You are my bitch and I’m going to fuck your ass hard.”

“Please Sir, use me as you want.”

“Oh believe me, I’m going to use you now for my pleasure. I don’t give a fucking rat’s ass if you orgasm, or how many times. Don’t even ask. In fact, don’t say a fucking word! What I care about is filling your ass with my cum. Just know, I’m not going to be nice or easy. I’m going to aggressively fuck you. Starting now….”

With that, I felt the tip of his cock start to enter my ass. I prepared to feel the pressure that I always dread as it starts to press against my sphincter muscle. I love anal sex, but not the first pressure that builds before the dick gets past that muscle.

I hold my breath. Despite his words, he was kind. He went slow. As I felt the pressure start to build, I gasped. He paused, and said, “get ready. I’m about to press on through. Are you ready?”

“Yes Sir. I’m ready.”

I pressed outward, opening my muscles to allow more room for his cock. And just like that, he pressed hard and fast. He was immediately as deep as he could be inside my ass. I gasped in hard. I knew how his cock felt in my puss, but he sure felt so much bigger now in my tighter ass hole too. He held that for just a minute and let me catch my breath.

Then he said, “that’s the last I’ll be nice. Now it’s all about me.”

“Yes Sir. I understand. I’m here for you to use.”

He said, “I don’t need to hear your approval. I know what you’re here for. If you don’t though, you are about to find out! Don’t speak another word!”

With that, I pushed my hand down between my legs and started playing with my clit while he started pounding my ass. I know he saw me reach down to play with myself, but I figured unless he said I couldn’t I would! And he didn’t, so I did!

He was popping my ass as he pulled in and out every time. I was loving how he was plugging my back hole. The more he pegged me, the more I played with my clit. Suddenly, I was in a full orgasm! As I did, all my muscles flexed hard. But it was short lived. David was not impressed.

He immediately slapped hard on my (still) tender ass. He said, “focus woman! I said you could orgasm, but not if you are going to get all selfish and not allow me to have your undivided attention!”

“Now stop playing with your clit. Focus on me and making my cock happy! I’m going to fucking cum in your fucking ass. And you’ll thank me for it when I’m done.”

That’s when he grabbed onto my collar and pulled back. He said, “this collar is useful. I’m going to use it to keep you in this exact position while I fuck you as hard as I can.”

And with that, he started pounding away at my ass. In and out. Over and again. I heard him muttering things like, “give it to me bitch!”

And “I’m going to fill this hole so it drips for hours!”

And “your ass feels like the best I’ve ever had.”

After all this, even without my fingers touching my clit, I felt it come up. My next orgasm. I was about to orgasm without even having any touch to my pussy. It was coming entirely from my ass being pumped over and again.

And finally, I heard him say, “Fuck! I’m cumming now!”

And he slammed into my ass, held himself tight against me, and I felt his cock flex in my ass as he dumped his seed deep inside me. Again.

And that was all I needed. I felt it some over me just like that. I orgasmed that fast. I didn’t even expect it to happen then, but it creeped up and eeked out. It over took me slowly and softly. I loved it!

He collapsed onto my back and whispered in my ear, “I love all your holes so much. I love that David my best friend and he has trained you this well. You make me happy.”

I thanked him thoroughly. I was so happy he was using me the way he was.

That’s when we fell asleep once more together again. His arms wrapped around me and we slept so well.

When we finally awoke and he took me home, he thanked David for allowing me to pleasure him. Then he asked my Sir, “can I start seeing her regularly?”

David said, “Sure man! What did you have in mind?”

And with that our friend, and my new Second Sir, said, “I’d like to hump her weekly… on hump day!”

David laughed saying, “I’m glad to hear she performed well for you. You have a deal! Every hump day you have a submissive wife at your beckon call!”

I walked up to my new Second Sir and said, “I’ll see you on Hump Day Sir!” I blew him a kiss and he left.

My husband then turned to me and asked, “have a good time, did you baby girl?”

I responded, “oh yes Sir. I love having a second Sir now and I’m glad to make you both happy.”

That’s when my Sir said, “then let’s go make me happy now too. Take your clothes off and I’ll see you in the bedroom in 5!”

“Yes Sir. Thank you Sir!”

The end.

Hugs,

Marie

221 – Sharing me with his BFF – fiction

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THIS IS LONG…. and i started to cut it down after I had it written down and realized just how long it became. But… i also like it as-is. So read as much, or little, as you like. i am ok with that. But if you do read to the end, leave me a comment so I know …. but also what you think of it too….. and without further ado.

This is a story that came to me as a result of a current nonfiction real life situation/story, but then i amped it up to the next level, making it go from no sexual nonfiction to sexual fiction….. in other words, the Best Parts are Fictional. But maybe… one day… it all might come to fruition too.

Here’s the part that’s nonfiction…..

My husband plays golf quite a bit. i play too, but not nearly as often as he. About 3-years ago now, he was playing golf with a member he was paired with, who’s name is also David. With a shared name and love of golf, they quickly became friends.

Over the years, we have gotten to know David fairly well. We’ve learned he doesn’t have a lot of friends, mainly because he has a lot of money. i have NO idea how much money he has but i know it’s a lot. The phrase about money opens doors is true, to an extent. At some point, the greed of some people starts to show itself and it’s hard to differentiate which people are genuine friends versus friends just to get to your money.

David was married. Recently he has gone through a divorce because his young model wife was arm candy, but she started finding nose candy just a little too appealing. When you have access to that much money, you start to believe you are invincible and when she started doing drugs she got caught. One too many times, in fact, where the last time David warned her “do it again and we are done.” And well, she refused counseling saying she could control herself and she didn’t. She did it again. And she was caught. David has now divorced her. Of course, she got a LOT of money in the process. Nowhere near even half, due to good lawyers and prenups, but absolutely enough to keep her well set for life if she were smart about it, but somehow I don’t think she will be, which is sad really.

This is where nonfiction ends and fiction begins……

David and David were playing golf Saturday morning where friend talked to Sir about how horny he was. Sir told him to pay for pussy, since we all know that would barely be a drop in his bucket. David told him he didn’t trust paid pussy to not give him some disease that no amount of money could cure.

That’s when Sir got the idea to loan me out. He knew it would be a perfect match for all if David would agree. David could get what he wanted, his cock deep inside a good pussy. Sir would get what he wanted, a good night’s sleep without being bugged about me orgasming. And I would get a second Sir, who could keep me in line while keeping my holes aligned too.

So throughout the rest of the round of golf, Sir talked to his friend more and more about our relationship. I’m not sure how much our friend really knew about our relationship before that day, but by the end, he knew a lot more for sure!

Upon arriving home, David told me what all he’d told his friend. While I was embarrassed and worried about what it would mean to have someone know who we really were and how we really operate, David assured me that this would be good for all of us.

He told me how David was pretty skeptical about it all and really wasn’t about to be the one to break up our long time marriage, so we were meeting David for drinks and dinner. I was to freely answer any and all questions that David posed, but to especially be honest.

And of course, Sir was hoping that by the end of our date night, I would go home with David our friend instead of David my husband. And that I’d service David’s cock properly and in the way he deserved. I may not be the model on the cover of the magazine like his former wife was, but I could make him happy too.

That night, David picked out my outfit. I wore a very low cut dress, the crotchless yoga pants, and boots. The only jewelry I wore was my wedding ring and my collar. The collar that is both function and fashion. The one that is locked and thick enough to be pulled where I will follow, but look like regular jewelry to anyone else too.

Sir made sure we arrived at the restaurant first. He asked for a booth where he told me to sit across from him. When our friend arrived, David greeted him and told him to sit next to me. And he did.

It started out innocently enough with ordering wine and food, chatting about everything and nothing. We finished off the first bottle quickly and David ordered another. As the dinner progressed and the small talk out of the way, Sir looked at me and smiled. Then looked at his friend and said, “Do you want to ask her anything about our relationship? Or anything about how she’s ready to go home with you, should you wish?”

Sir looked at me and said, “why don’t you put your hand on his thigh? Let him know how you feel while making the other restaurant patrons think he is your husband, not I.”

I said, “Yes Sir” and did as I was told.

Our friend David was just drunk enough that he didn’t stop anything from happening, but instead looked at my Sir and said, “you weren’t kidding about any of it, were you?”

Then he looked at me and asked, “are you okay with this?”

I smiled and said, “absolutely!”

He asked again, but slightly differently too, “So this damn fool over here,” he motioned toward my husband as he spoke, “He’s not making you do any of this, is he?”

I was still smiling as I said, “While I am a submissive slut wife, and I do obey my husband, I am still doing it of my own free will and mind. I enjoy making him happy, but I also enjoy making myself happy too. And being here with both of you, makes me happy.”

He asked more questions, “So David told me that you were the one who asked to submit to him. That you wanted a Dom to keep you in line. That he turns you over his knee when you are bad. Is that all true?”

I said, “yes… and no. Mostly yes. The part that’s not quite true is that I am NOT turned over his knee, but rather told to Assume The Position on my own accord. That position is naked, on the bed, ass held in the air with a pillow under my hips and wait to be spanked.”

He registered a smile but also shock. He said, “So you don’t deny you submit to him and you asked for it and you are punished when you don’t comply?”

“Nope!”

It was then that Sir cleared his throat with an obvious admonishment to me. Followed by him saying, “Nope?!? Is that a proper response?”

He obviously didn’t like how casual I was with my word selection. I looked at our friend and said, “I’m sorry Sir. I should not have said ‘nope’ but rather, ‘No Sir.”

My husband then looked at me and said, “much better. That’s a good girl.”

Our friend looked at me and back at my husband and said, “Where do I get one??”

My husband laughed and said, “well, they aren’t bought. That’s for sure. But lucky for you, if you want to borrow her, I will allow it. And she would love it too. Isn’t that right honey?”

I looked at Sir and then to our friend, as I gave his leg a squeeze I said, “Absolutely yes!”

David then added, “There would be a few rules she has to follow and I’d expect you to enforce too.”

Our friend asked, “Like?”

David said, “Like, she has to mind you. You have to put her in her place should she not behave properly. While she’s well trained, she doesn’t always stay within the lines. When she tries to go outside the lines, you have to be prepared to discipline her properly. Can you do that?”

He looked a bit confused and said, “I’m not sure I can. I’ve never hit a woman before in my life.”

That’s when I corrected him by saying, “it’s not hitting me when you are spanking me. There’s a profound difference. Spanking is on the bottom, the tits, or the pussy. It’s with controlled actions and intended to go far enough to correct the behavior, but not to cause any permanent bodily harm. I accept it willingly when it’s done this way. If I ever thought I was being abused or that either of you were doing it to cause me harm in your anger, I would never allow myself to stay in that position.”

Our friend responded with, “I’m not sure.”

That’s when I said, “I bet I could convince you this is a good thing for all of us.”

That’s when I took his hand and moved it up under my dress. He found my clit quickly and easily. It was dripping wet.

I said, “see? I’m turned on by all this. I’ve told David I need a second Dom for times when he’s busy, stressed, out of town, or wants a night to himself. This could be absolutely perfect for all of us.”

He looked at my Sir and said, “How can a man with his hand in your wife’s pussy, say no to that offer?”

And we raised our glasses to that and drank more.

Our friend did say he’d like to see how to discipline me first and my Sir said sure, he’d show him. Tonight. Right after dinner.

When dinner was complete, my David told our friend that we would all go to his house where I would be a model submissive wife and receive a discipline spanking as an example to our friend of what to do to keep me in line. Sir looked at me and asked, “are you ok with this? Do you accept this?”

I said, “Yes Sir. I know David needs to see it in action and I am willing to let him see.”

That’s when Sir told me to ride with our friend in his car to his house. That my Sir would follow behind in our car. Sir added, “be sure to lift your dress in the car and play with yourself for David to see you get yourself ready for him. But make no mistake, you are NOT allowed to orgasm!”

“Yes Sir.”

Our friend was shocked once again. He said, “Wait! What? You control her orgasms and she allows that too? When does she orgasm?”

Sir replied, “When I allow it. And if you become her second Sir, when you allow it too. Usually it’s when I’m deep inside her cunt, but it doesn’t have to be.”

“So she’s going to just sit in my car, play with her pussy, and NOT cum all because we told her to?”

I said, “Yes Sir. That’s right.”

He shook his head while he rolled it in the palm of his hand and said, “I had no idea this is how your marriage worked. I wish I’d known this when I was married. I would’ve had a much better time of it if I could’ve gotten her to listen to me just a little more than she did.”

I responded saying, “I did think she was a bit of a brat, and nowhere near appreciative of you or what you provided to her. But maybe now it will be your turn to be pleased and made happy, at least just a little bit.”

He said, “well, let’s go then!”

As we got into his car, I pulled my dress up and exposed my pussy. He asked if I’m always this available, and I said, “usually. Sir likes to have easy access and I like to keep him happy.”

I began touching myself and swirling my fingers around my clit. It wasn’t long and I was moaning with desire, pressing my fingers deep inside me. I wasn’t able to talk, and I was glad David wasn’t expecting me too. He seemed content to listen and watch me, while focusing on getting us to his house safely too.

When we arrived at his house, we all got out of the cars and started to walk up the stairs and inside when I heard Sir say, “Take your dress off.”

I did. Right then and there. I knew David did it only to prove another point to his friend. David wanted his friend to see just how submissive I am. He had me on display like a dog at the dog show… jump, sit, catch, roll over. I was performing my tricks for our friend, and it was a turn on to me! I wanted to make Sir proud, while showing off what a good submissive wife should look like.

Our friend was still in shock at all of this and David laughed. He said, “you like this, don’t you?”

To which our friend said, “hell yah! Who wouldn’t? I don’t want to buy or build one. I just want to share yours. You’ve already done all the hard work, now I’m going to get to enjoy the results!”

I jumped like a little girl, clapped my hands, and said, “oh goodie!”

Our friend laughed and said, “I love how your tits bounced when you did that. Do that again!”

And when I did, he was clearly made happy too. He looked at my Sir and said, “I sure as hell wish you’d shared her before now! I could’ve saved myself a lot of heartache and pain, not to mention money!”

Sir added to me, “get the paddle out of the car and bring it inside with you.”

David asked, “How is it you have a paddle in your car? Did you plan to come to my house and spank your wife tonight?”

Sir looked at him and then at me, where he asked me, “You care to tell him why I have a paddle in my car?”

That’s when I looked a little sheepish and said, “Sir figured out long ago that I tend to act my worst when we are out and about. I guess I had a bratty-like way that dared him to do to me while out and about in public. One day, he bought an extra paddle and said it would always stay in the glove compartment unless there was a need to bring it out and use it.”

“And once, I guess I didn’t really think he’d actually use it on me in public and I pressed his patience to the limit. He pulled it out and took me to the side of the building, where he made me stand with my hands on the wall, legs spread, and he delivered three very hard and swift swats. They made a point in a hurry. Absolutely no one saw because Sir did it so quickly it delivered the impact punch he was looking to achieve and we were done before anyone had a chance to even walk by. It stays in the glove compartment and until now, it’s never come out since then.”

With that Sir said, “let’s go inside and let me show you how to discipline her properly. Then you can use any hole you want, in any way you want, while I will then take my leave at that point and go home. You’ll have to bring her home when you are done with her, but it won’t matter if that’s sometime tomorrow too.”

After I retrieved the paddle, we went inside and I asked David, “where is the bedroom?”

He lead the way. When we got there, I was mostly undressed anyway, so I took off the rest of my clothes. I left only my collar on as it was locked. Sir grabbed up and pulled on my collar, while speaking to our friend he said, “this is useful to lock her in place against a bed post or similiar positioning if you need. Or you can mount her from the back, in either hole, and use it to pull back for leverage too. But it’s also classy enough, she wears it out and about, serving as a reminder of who she belongs to too. In other words, quite useful for you!”

He let go of my collar, slapped my ass once and said, “ok my love, time to Assume The Position.”

I climbed on the bed and placed a pillow under my hips, then I placed the paddle in the small of my back, and I finished off by put my face and shoulders on the bed. I said, “I am ready Sir. I willingly accept my punishment.”

Sir picked up the paddle and placed it firmly against my ass where I could feel it held there in place on purpose. He then asked me, “why are you here my love?”

I said, “To show our friend how to properly discipline me.”

He asked me, “Are you in trouble?”

“No Sir. This is just an example of what could happen if I were in trouble.”

“Good girl. Now do you accept this punishment?”

“Yes Sir. I do.”

That’s when Sir looked at his friend and said, “I always make sure she knows why she’s here and what she’s being punished for, it does no good to punish a sub if they don’t even know what they are here for.”

He continued, “and I always ask her if she accepts it too. Because I will never proceed if she doesn’t. Instead, if she’s not ready for it, I have her stand in the corner and think about her actions until she’s accepting. She has to be remorseful enough to accept the punishment willingly, plus it ensures you are not beating her but rather disciplining her.”

He returned to me and said, “I expect you to count and thank me as always.”

“Yes Sirrrrrr.” As I said “Sir” he delivered the first swat. It was with force and intention. He had no intention of giving me a warm up.

“One. Thank you Sir.”

Smack!

“Two. Thank you again Sir.”

Smack!

“Three. Thank you again Sir.”

It was then that he held the paddle against my bottom and asked me, “what color are you wife?”

“Green Sir.”

And he proceeded to explain our red light system to our friend David. Telling David that at any point that he’s unsure where I am at for pain, mental or physical, to simply stop and ask me my pain levels.

And he delivered 3 more swift and hard smacks to my ass. By the 6th one, my voice was cracking and I had tears in my eyes.

He once again held the paddle firmly against my ass and asked me my color. I said, “yellow Sir. Tears are in my eyes and I am starting to wish I wasn’t in this position.”

David looked at our friend and said, “if you are wanting to deliver a true disciplinary spanking, tears must fall. As much as it hurts you to have to do it, it is completely necessary for her to have full remorse wash over her. She should basically be begging for you to stop by the end of it and swearing to never be bad again, even though we all know she will!”

That’s when I felt the paddle release from my ass and as I anticipated the next swat, it did not fall. Instead, I heard Sir ask David, “would you like to give it a try now?”

David wasn’t too sure still but did agree. I felt the paddle come back into place against my ass and without preamble I felt it come away and return with a serious PUNCH to my ass.

He asked me, “how did that feel?”

I responded, “Seven Sir. Thank you Sir. You learned quickly Sir.”

My husband laughed aloud and said, “well done David! Deliver another five like that, and I expect we will see the tears we are looking for.”

Then Sir asked me, “wife, are you ok? Are you still accepting of this punishment spanking?”

I responded honestly, “yes Sir, I do accept this, but I won’t lie, I wish there was another way to teach David to do this too.”

Sir came up beside my face and kissed my cheek. He said, “it will be over soon, I promise. But I am seriously proud of you right now too. Accept the last bit here and you’ll be rewarded nicely.”

“Yes Sir. I’m ready Sir.”

With that, my husband said, “you heard the woman. Wail away and let’s hear the tears flow!”

S-M-A-C-K!

“Eight Sir. Thank you Sir.” My voice was cracking,

Just as quickly as the last….. S-M-A-C-K!

“Ninnneeee Sirrrrrr. Th-thank you Sir.”

I heard David say, “the tears are close. You can tell by the cracking of her voice. Keep going. Always let the ending be a reminder of why we are here. Add a bit more force to these last few and you’ll get the submissive wife we want!”

S-M-A-C-K!!!

“Tennnnn Sirrrrr. Thank-thank… you Sirrrr.” My words were slurring and I was grateful for the end to come near.

S-M-A-C-K!!!!

“Elevvvvvvennnn Sirrrr. Thank youuuuu Sirrr.” And the flood gates opened, my tears flowed.

David said, “ahh… here are the tears we were looking for. She needs a few more to reinforce it home and ensure she didn’t force the tears to flow prematurely in order to get to the end sooner. Make these last few be the hardest yet.”

“Wife, I told you he would give you five, but you need a few more still. So let the tears flow over you while you take three more hard, solid, spanks more.”

“Yesssss (sob) Sir.”

He said to David, “Now deliver three in a row so quickly she can’t even answer you. Make sure they count, you are intentional, and she feels each and every one of them all.”

And with that, I felt the rain of three more swats so hard that my ass was on fire and burning from the pain. My make up was smeared from the tears and I was sobbing. But it was over.

I uttered the words, “Thank you Sirs. I am sorry for my misbehavior. I will endeavor to be a better submissive wife in the future now too.”

My Sir came to me. He grabbed me up at the arm pits, lifting the top half of upright where I was kneeling on the bed. He wrapped his arms around me in a bear hug while I was on the bed still.

He said, “all is forgiven my love. You are a good girl. You are a good submissive wife.” And we sat hugging like that for a couple of minutes while I calmed myself and regained my composure.

When the tears stopped, David let go of me and asked me, “How was that?”

I said, “effective Sir. David learned quickly. He will make a good Dom.”

He then asked me, “Do you want to stay with him tonight?”

“Yes Sir, if he will have me.”

TO BE CONTINUED….

219 – Happy 50th Birthday to me! 🎂🥳

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i am officially 50 years old today. One year ago, i was sad and begging time to slow down (or just stop), but now, i am happy.

i decided there are two choices in life: glass half empty OR glass half full. i chose full!

Not only is it my birthday, but today is also Thanksgiving. i have a lot to be happy AND thankful for……

i am living my best life, feel more healthy now than i have in a long time, and am genuinely happy! And i say all this in the midst of No-orgasm-vember and while waking up locked in chastity too! I AM HAPPY IN ALL CIRCUMSTANCES!

Some people get all melancholy when they turn FIVE-O, but not me. i know how short life can be and how so many people don’t even live to see this birthday, let alone do it with good health, a great job, a wonderful home and family who love me thoroughly!

i think it’s dumb to get sad about growing older. i think we need to be thankful and grateful for what we have and are able to achieve.

Shortly after waking up, i took a shower and before i was even dressed, David told me to “lay on the bed and play with yourself. Get yourself to the edge, but you are not allowed to go over it. NO orgasm!”

And he left the room.

Oh goodie! i played for a good long time. i was super slick, but i obeyed. i was having a ton of fun! While I wanted to orgasm (of course!), i was content and happy to be in the moment.

It was somewhere around 30-minutes later when David came back in. He asked me, “Did you orgasm?”

“No Sir”

“Do you want to?”

“Yes, of course, Sir”

And he laid on the bed between my legs. He wrapped his arms around my legs, so i was secured in place and not able to move (much) and he started to lick me.

Intently.

With serious abandon!

It was a hot minute more and i was begging, “Please Sir, may i cum?”

He continued.

“Pleaseeeeee Sirrrrrrr”

He ignored me still. But his tongue never stopped its assault on my pussy and it’s clit.

It was SO intense!

“Sir…. Pleaseeeeeeee may i cum??”

He ignored me stillllllllll.

“Sir. i can’t wait any longer. If you won’t say yes, please stop Sir.”

He looked up at me and said, “Good girl. You may cum now.”

And his tongue went back to my pussy and the flood gate opened!

My legs were shaking and he continued.

Another minute later, “Sir, may i cum again?”

His head didn’t move, but i heard the “uh huh” sound come from him.

And i did.

My lips (on my face) were tingling.

And it still continued. Him AND the O.

Again, “May I cum again please Sir?”

And he granted it. Never once releasing his grip on my legs no matter how much i bucked. His tongue never stopped and neither did i!

i felt spacey and almost a drunk-like feeling.

i lost count at how many times i orgasmed, but they were cumming fast and furious. It was hard to tell where one ended and the next started!

i think he ended after about 7, but i am not certain. It was just so many!

i was SO exhausted, but happy. i almost went comatose as i laid on the bed and regained my composure, while he took his leave to start cooking the Thanksgiving meal. He told me to take as much time as i needed or wanted.

But before he was out the door, i said, “David…..” and he stopped and turned to me.

i spoke quite clearly and with intentional words, “i love you so much. i am grateful and thankful for you and the life we’ve built together. Thank you for the gift of orgasm today.”

He smiled, then laughed, and said “I love you too!”

i laid on the bed doing nothing of any substance…. Except…. Thanking God for my husband (and his talented tongue), along with marveling about how amazing my life is!

That’s how my day started and the rest has been great, but of course as you can imagine the morning was THE high point of my day!

i asked him if we were back to no-touch and no-orgasm, and he said, “I haven’t decided yet.” So i shall wait to see what comes next….. but regardless of what it is….

i chose to be thankful, grateful, and happy every day!

Hugs,

Marie

217 – Fine line between passing and failing!

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When we go out of town… i tend to press the envelope of acceptable behavior. i don’t exactly mean to. Most of the time, it just happens.

Our family, all 3 of us, is currently out of town for 3-days. i am making a concerted effort to do better this time. And yet, i’ve already had some (small) slip ups. Hopefully the small doesn’t add up to a lot though too!

And that’s just it…. Small things are usually done and taken all in good fun. It’s when it happens over and over, becomes intentional, or even habit forming that it’s not ok anymore.

We are visiting in town to visit a university that our son is interested in possibly attending, so we came to town on Sunday and will be here until Tuesday.

On Sunday as we were trying to find a place to eat dinner, David made a comment that went like this, “when I was online looking for a restaurant, there were like 10 open places on this Sunday night. Whereas other nights… there would be… like…. Well… a bunch.”

To that, our son repeated, “yeah. A Bunch!” where he said in a mocking but funny tone.

And i laughed.

Mostly at our son being a bit of a smart ass, but in a fun, kidding kind of way. Our son had no malice or ill will intended, so it was funny and we (our son and i) laughed at David’s expense.

To which, David said, “hey! I hear you laughing at me. You will get in trouble if you continue!”

Our son heard that and immediately assumed it was directed at him for his comment, so he said, “ohhh yahhhh I’m so not worried.”

But in reality, while David’s comment may have been directed at him, or may have been all in good fun too, i tend to think it was more of a warning to me. And, all in good fun and the spirit of the moment, i said, “yeah. i’m so NOT worried too!”

My response was said it in the truest smart ass way possible. It was when David looked directly at me and raised his eyebrows that he said, “you should be!” that i knew i was pressing the envelope of acceptability which prompted me to (wisely) close my mouth.

So while it was all in good fun and we laughed, i tend to (ultimately) take it too far and land myself in hot water by the end of every trip. (Aka: fine line… passing and failing!)

i need to be on better behavior (passing grades) now for the next 48-hours or else i may find my ass turned red upon our return home on Tuesday night.

Sooooooo everything you just read was written on Sunday night. Now, Monday morning …. wouldn’t you know……. i wasn’t even able to get this message completed and posted and i got my ass chewed out (verbally) by David in front of our son.

i forgot to bring some medicines (while not life-threatening, fairly important) with us on this trip. As such, now we are having to make some added stops at the pharmacy that were unplanned and out of the way.

Plus of course, it is costing us unnecessary money too because while we have insurance and it should be covered, because we have some in stock at home and it’s “between scrips” While the meds would ultimately get used and the money would ultimately be spent, it wasn’t something that was on our agenda or in the budget for this day either.

When it was discovered, David was extremely irritated and let me know it, in NO uncertain terms too. To which, i stayed silent. In the past, i’d have jabbed back and/or deflected blame, but that ALWAYS gets us into a fight too. So instead, while i did not think i was entirely to blame, i chose to hold my tongue.

Because the forgotten medicine is technically for our son, and he’s 17 and my husband is an adult too, i am not the only one who could’ve or should’ve thought to pack it. Therefore, i am not the only one who forgot it. That said, i am usually the one who takes responsibility and gets it packed, but this time, i did not. And of course, it is needed. And of course, then i was blamed. Ugh!

But rather than fighting about who’s to blame, which won’t change anything anyway (!!) i took the heat in the moment, but i am also now absolutely sure there will be punishment inflicted upon our return home.

Ugh…..

“What will be the punishment?”, you ask….

i have no real idea actually. But…. i am certain it is coming. i will be shocked if it doesn’t happen.

Soooo – now i have 36-hours to try to finish this trip without further issues!

Like i said, it’s all good fun…. Until it’s not.

So cheers to me trying hard to stay good, and yet, not quite making the passing grade! (Get the pun today – as we visit a University, i am thinking about grades and schooling! Apparently i need more schooling in order to have a passing grade!)

Hugs,

Marie