Neighbours - Chapter 50 - Sex Stories

Neighbours - Chapter 50

I knew I was probably imagining it, but it felt like I could feel the puddle of cum moving inside me. I pictured the loads from all those men mixing together in my stomach. I did all I could to ignore those thoughts and put my attention to dinner and making sure everything was normal at home. I had to walk through all the rooms, looking for anything that I might have forgotten and set down or dropped when I was rushing out, or had my thoughts blurred by the excitement of having to obey Liam’s instructions.

When Cheryl arrived home at last, it felt like a huge relief. Something about being at home with her, just the two of us, made me feel a bit more normal and grounded again. I felt so confused by how much I’d been aroused by all those men and their raging cocks. I knew at the core that I had no choice but to obey Liam’s commands or those that were acting as his proxies, but I couldn’t pretend that I didn’t want to do these things. I could feel my own pleasure coming from my obedience. More than just that, I was developing a hunger for these cocks inside me. Amidst all those discomforting truths, the palpable love I still felt for my beautiful wife was a reassuring touchstone, even with a plug in my ass.

It was only then that it occurred to me to wonder if she still plugged herself. Of course, I wasn’t supposed to know that she’d had a toy like that inside her. There was more and more that I wasn’t supposed to know, to add to all the things that I couldn't quite make ...

... myself share with her.

Cheryl enjoyed the dinner and didn’t seem to notice that I just picked around the edges of my own plate. Knowing the secrets that I did, it was tempting to read into everything. If she adjusted herself in her chair, I wondered. If she smiled at me with a glint in her eye, I had to hide my panic at what she might know herself.

It ended up being just a normal evening. Just another Monday after work in the home of a married couple. We ate our dinner, had a glass of wine in front of the TV, checked out our favourite social media sites on our phones, and got ready for bed. As was our ritual, Cheryl gave me a kiss and went upstairs first, while I remained up a bit longer.

It didn’t normally have a nightcap on weeknights, but I felt like I deserved one. I poured a shot of whiskey and carried it back to the living room. I made it about halfway when my phone buzzed with a text from Liam.

“The success of your paysite is wonderful, but it is time you added other social media to support it. Set up a Twitter account tonight, choose a good image of your face made up for the avatar. Post the new account name on your pay site so your fans can follow you there, and so they can tag you in their own photos from today. Once that is done, you can remove the butt plug.”

I sighed silently and turned to go to my office. I felt the plug as I sat in front of the computer and started everything up. I left the office door open so that I could listen to the quiet of ...