Chastity Begins At Home, Or, Does Abstinence Make The Heart Grow Fonder? - Sex Stories

Chastity Begins At Home, Or, Does Abstinence Make The Heart Grow Fonder?

England, 2024.

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It had been a wonderful weekend, fucking and sleeping in Ronnie's London home. Maggie was on her knees once more as his big boner was wedged up her from behind. Her favourite position. When he had spunked inside her, they laid naked in each other's arms in post-coital bliss."Darling?" he asked in his husky voice."Mm?""Just how often do we make love?"She lifted her head and grinned back at the gorgeous man."Every time I get your cock up me!"Ronnie whacked her playfully in the face with a pillow."No, I mean it. How often did you ever do it before we met? Most days? Once or twice a week?""Well," she sat up and her pert tits heaved as she spoke. "Most days whenever I was going steady. Most weeks if my luck was in.""Right. I have to go away on some business for a week. And while I'm gone, I want you to give up every form of sexual activity. No sex, no masturbating, nothing.""What? Piss off! You've spoiled me these last few weeks. It would drive me bloody mad not touching myself now and again. I'd be gagging for it.""Exactly. I have this idea that if I deny you for one week, the next time we do it will blow your mind.""You mean, absence makes the pussy grow fonder?" she grinned."Something like that."Ronnie got up from the bed and rummaged around in his closet. Already her loins tingled like crazy. A week? A bloody week! So unfair."What's that?" she asked, cocking her head."Something from my toy collection. It'll help keep you from temptation.""You, ...

... mister. Are a man of mystery." Ever since they had become a couple, she had found him to be full of surprises. "Is that what I think it is?""A modern type of chastity belt, yeah. It's made of surgical steel and padded rubber and has adjustable, vinyl straps. It's been designed to be comfortably worn under normal clothing and fits snugly around the waist. You'll hardly know you're wearing it.""Yeah, right. What about using the toilet?""There are small holes for urination without having to take the belt off. You just can't pleasure yourself in any shape or form.""You're taking all this seriously. I have to have this on for seven days?"Ronnie nodded as he slipped the belt around her small waist. Next, he swung the curved piece that was hinged on the back and brought it up between her legs. It clicked in place onto the front, and Maggie's muff was covered by the inch-and-a-half wide vaginal cover. Sex was truly out of the question. Before she could utter another word, he snapped a small but effective padlock into the shackle. He then gripped the key in the palm of his hand and grinned."And I'll keep this. Just in case. See you next Saturday."He took off, leaving her to stroke her new toy that cinched in her waist and upper thighs. She tapped it with a fingernail and sure enough, her pussy was as snug as a bug in a rug."This. Is going to be a long week."xOver the next seven days, Maggie thought of nothing but sex. There had been no way she could touch her vagina or clitoris by hand. So ...