Last Saturday night, she had some new guy over. She has someone over every Saturday night, usually late after we've gone clubbing or to a party or something. Half the time she picks someone up, which is awkward because there's a completely strange man in my wife's bed, and she is explaining that I get to watch but not participate, which is really strange for some of these guys.
When I am not in chastity, at least I get to masturbate and cum, sometimes two or even three times while watching my wife fuck.
But, a lot of the time, like last week, I was in chastity and could do nothing but watch and get frustrated.So Liz had brought home this hunk of a guy, really good looking and a lean, hard body. She was salivating over him, couldn't wait to get his clothes off.
"Glenn, this is my husband, Ethan. He gets to watch, but not participate. He's a cuckold." She comes right out and says it.
"Wow, Liz... em, hi Ethan. Glad you have this arrangement with Liz, she's..." his had was around her waist and fingers digging between her ass cheeks, "really hot."
Liz was kissing and grabbing his hard body, which was pressed up against hers, when she says something to Glenn. "Babe, you need to be warmed up. You want Ethan to do it? I'd like to watch that..."
"Sure babe..." was his answer. "for you.... anything..."
"Come here, Ethan," Liz commanded.
"Wait, Liz... " I started, but she interrupted me in a stern voice.
"Ethan, come here. You know what happens when you start getting uncooperative." I get stuck in chastity for weeks at a time, that's what happens. I hate it. I can't stand not being able to touch myself.
Reluctantly, I went over to her. "Kneel," she said and grabbed me, forcing me down on my knees.
Glenn was standing before me, a smirk on his face. "His first time?" He said with a laugh.
Liz was enjoying this too, and I wasn't. "Nope. He sucks his boss sometimes. He is his boss's sissy cock slut, aren't you Ethan? Suck it, Ethan!"
Grabbing my head, she moved it toward this guy's hips. He pulled down his jeans and out pops a nice hard cock. I felt like I was going to throw up.
I whimpered and literally begged.
"Please Liz, don't do this. You know I am not gay. I don't want--"
"Shut up, Ethan. Get that cock in your mouth or I will fit you for a cage that will make what you've worn up until now feel like a velvet sock. It will hurt 24/7."
I opened my mouth, and slowly moved forward. Liz shoved and all of a sudden I had this thing in my mouth. She shoved me, forcing my head back and forth. Glenn looked down at me, but I closed my eyes. I was too humiliated.
Liz was brutal. She shoved me all the way in, and Glenn shoved his hips out. He had a really big cock, larger than mine for sure, and it was like shoving a giant hot dog all the way down my throat without biting or chewing.
I gagged, of course. But that didn't stop them. Liz kept pushing me in and out and Glen kept moaning and pushing deep into my throat. So... of course. My stomach heaved, and up came some vomit. Not very much, just a little, but enough to burn. I made a noise like "mppghghghgppppmmmmm", but it didn't help. They kept going.Finally they let me stop for a second. I gasped, breathing and coughing out the vomit. I was sick to my stomach, humiliated, nauseous, my throat was burning... and in came the cock again.
I had no choice. I kept sucking his cock.
"Make him cum, Ethan. I want to see his cum all over your face." Liz was really getting into this, I think she was getting of on humiliating me. Tears streamed down my face, tears streamed down my face as I serviced Glenn. Suddenly he pulled out. I moved my head back but Liz held me in place.He kept stroking and seconds later my face was hit with a stream of warm sticky liquid. I closed my eyes, regulated my breathing, still recovering from the throat fuck, and just let my face get covered with jizz.
"Good boy!" said Liz as Glenn spurted all over my face. "Cover him, Glenn."
He did, and finally it was all over. I had given my first blow job, and had my face covered with cum. I reached for a kleenex to clean up but Liz jerked me back. "Nope, keep his cum on your face while he fucks me. I want to see your cum covered face while he is inside me."
Liz took the key to my cock cage from around her neck, kissed my cum covered lips and licked the cum off hers. "Mmmmm... I think you get a reward for being a good boy and making Glenn cum."
She unlocked me and set the device on the bedside table. "You can jack off while you watch."
His cum began to dry slowly as the two of them finished undressing each other and Liz spread her legs wide and Glenn shoved his still hard cock up inside her and they began a violent, writhing, fuck.
Glenn had already spurted his load on me, so it took him a long time to cum again inside my wife. I sat and watched as they fucked on the bed, kissing and playing and laughing and grunting and moaning and writhing. Liz sometimes looked over at my cum covered face, which was quickly drying and becoming crusty. I didn't dare touch it though.
I did touch my freed cock, though. It was hard as a rock as I watched my wife fuck this stranger, and I stroked my cock and came all over myself fairly quickly. They were nowhere near done when I came, so I just sat, watched, and played with myself.
Eventually Glenn came inside Liz. I could tell because the guy strained and moaned and yelled and the two of them grabbed each other like they were going to explode if they didn't hold on. Well, he did explode inside her cunt.
And then I had to clean up. As Liz lazily played with Glenn's collapsing cock and ran her fingers over his hard body, she called me over. "Come clean up Glenn's cum, baby. Suck me clean."
I did. It tasted familiar. His cum, her pussy, mixed together. I cleaned her really well, and as I did she writhed a bit and I think she might have actually cum again. I want to think so.
I love Liz, but this whole kink thing she has may be going to far. We've been married almost nine months now and she has fucked 15 or 16 separate guys in that time (I've lost count). She's fucked me maybe ten times total during those nine months. I'm spending more and more time in chastity because she likes how docile and cooperative I am.
Where will it end? Is me servicing her studs going to happen every time? How far will she go? How far will I go?



Great story!
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