Reluctant Loving Cuckoldress - Sex Stories

Reluctant Loving Cuckoldress

... have to do with me getting off? He used the word as a verb. "You're gonna have to help me here. What does cuckold mean?"

"L-l-letting a re-real... cough... a real man make love to you so you can have orgasms. You should lock me up and make me watch... you de-deserve better than me..."

I did not know whether to laugh, cry or scream. I kept it together. "You want me to fuck somebody else?? Do you think I'm a whore? Is this so you can fuck around?"

He told me he did not think I was a whore, far from it. He told me I was his queen, and I deserved to have what he could not give me. He added emphatically he did NOT want anyone else, and that is why I should lock him up.

"What do you mean lock you up? You mean tie you up? Lock you in a room?"

He shook his head. "Ch-chastity..."

He picked up his phone and showed me a website that had photos of several little penis shaped tubes with padlocks on them. Some were plastic, some clear, some black or pink, some were metallic. Some were more complex.

I never knew something like that existed. WTF?? "Why? Why would you want to do that??"

He explained it was partly to punish him for failing me. Partly to make sure I knew he was being faithful; so I could ensure he did not so much as masturbate. He stammered out that the biggest part of it was that he wanted me to be in charge in the bedroom. He wanted me to decide when or IF he got to cum at all. Whether he could even get hard.

This was all too much information. I ...

... had never even considered cheating on him. It had not occurred to me that he was jacking off, even though I did. Is that why he could not last with me? The whole chastity thing... controlling his dick... I have to admit I thought he was some kind of freak. But at the same time, the thought of that had my pussy moist. Now I really needed to get off.

I was so confused. I was hurt. I was angry. I was fucking turned on. I needed time.

"I am going to have to think about this. You have laid a lot of stuff on me all at once."

He said he understood. How long?

"When I say so... I have no idea."

We turned out the lights and lay down to sleep. After a few minutes laying there, hot and bothered, it occurred to me. If he was really so worried about my needs, if he wanted to be denied, I would test him.

I reached into my nightstand and retrieved my bullet vibe. I turned it on and placed it against my girl. I knew he could hear the hum of the vibrator, and he could hear my breathing becoming ragged.

I felt his hand as he began to caress my breasts. I used my off hand to slap his hand, hard. I struggled to keep my voice even.

"Don't touch me. And don't you fucking dare touch yourself. You want me to get off while you don't... prove it."

I kept working my pussy, eventually focusing on my clit. I could feel my orgasm building. I felt him shifting on the bed and could tell his dick was hard as a rock. This turned me on even more.

"Be still. Don't distract me."

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