It's not that my wife doesn't let me fuck her, it's just that it had become so mundane and boring. You wouldn't think sex with a reasonably hot chick would be ever boring, but here I am. Sitting on the toilet, jerking off by myself.
Though very subtle, I can hear my wife watching some bullshit reality TV show. Kids running around. I'm here just jerking off. I'm holding my phone, volume at 0, and I'm watching a girl fuck a guy with a strap on.
I don't know why that's such a big turn on for me, I just always knew that it was. The idea of a woman being on top, being in charge. Not one person in my life knows about it, with good reason. If anyone knew, they would probably think that I'm crazy.
And for the last 8 years of my life I've been having the same vanilla missionary style sex, with the same woman, in the same fucking bed.
On the surface, I probably looked like I absolutely loved it. From somebody else's perspective, my life probably looked damn near perfect. If only they knew how much it's been driving me crazy lately.
Anyway, my little jerk off session in the bathroom was suddenly brought to a halt, as my phone started ringing, and tits and dicks on the screen were replaced by 'incoming call'. Fuck, it caught me so off guard. I was just getting there.
It's a colleague from work, and that's basically never good news.
"Hello Mike"
"Hi Jeff"
"Man, I'm sorry I'm calling you at this hour, but there's been an issue down at your office"
"Oh that's just great, what the hell happened now?"
"It's no big deal, it's just that your fire alarm went off for some reason, and you have to go back and turn it off. It's driving the neighbors crazy"
"Oh OK, I'll be on my way in about 10-20"
"That's great, thank you Mike. And again, sorry for calling at this hour".
"No big deal, man, thanks for informing me".
I hang up the call, and as I stand up from the toilet, I realize my legs feel a little funny. How long have I been in here? I get a little out of control, because the toilet is about the only place where I have my peace and quiet. And the only place where I have the freedom to let my sexual desires go wild, of course, as long as I keep the volume down.
I walk inside of our living room, and my wife asks
"Who was that on the phone?"
"Oh, Jeff, I need to go back to my office and just quickly fix something. I'll be right back".
Surprisingly she doesn't nag me this time. God, even our conversations have become mundane.
I take my coat, and off I go. Into my car, out of the garage. Onto the road, back to our building where my office is at.
I say hi to Jeff, the securiry guy. I go to my office, and I turn the goddamn alarm off.
Well that was quick, I think, I don't have to go back home immediately. My wife doesn't even pretend to care anymore. And the kids will probably go to sleep soon.
She doesn't know what I had to fix, and however long it would take. Yeah, I can totally go and grab myself a bear and watch a game.
So I start walking, convincing myself more and more as I go. It's pretty cold outside, and it's snowing again, so I'm thinking, which ever bar I find first, that's where I'll go in.
I find a bar finally, I go inside and it's your typical late night bar ambiance. There's a game on, and I immediately tell the waitress
"Give me a cold one".
She brings me a beer as I make myself comfortable at the table. I'm still a little red in the cheeks from the cold. I could have totally drove my car here, but noo I wanted to walk, idiot, I think to myself.
Anyway, after about five or so minutes, I notice this chick that's sitting right next to me. I'm thinking that's weird. A chick, in a bar like this, at this hour..
I increasingly get the uneasy feeling that she's looking at me. And not just looking, but like staring. It grew a little too big for me honestly, so I turn to her and I say
"Can I help you m'am".
She has a little smirk on her face as she's curling her hair with her index finger
"Oh, I think the real question is, can I help you?"
She is a woman, I would say, in her late twenties. Gorgeous long black hair. She had a very confident look in her eye. She had baby blue eyes. A very beautiful pair of tits, with cleavege popping out just enough for it to be impossible to ignore. She had beautiful long sexy legs, a thin waist. And she was wearing all black clothes.
"Why would you want te help me?".
"Oh I don't know, they way you walked in, the way you sat down, the way you drink your beer... By the way, my name is Nicole"
"Michael, but you can call me Mike. Nice to meet you".
"That's a pretty name. I had a nephew whose name was Michael"
"That's cool. I think Nicole Is a very beautiful name too"
"Aww thank you."
"Michael, what do you do for a living?"
"Oh, I'm an accountant for a company three blocks away from here"
"Sounds very interesting"
"Yeah?. Well I don't know about that. It can be pretty tedious at times. And you. Nicole, what do you do?
" Me, oh I have a little private business going on. I actually have a major in behavioral psychology, but decided to scratch it and follow my true ambitions?"
"And what would that be?"
"Oh Michael, is that a ring on your hand?. What is a married man doing in a bar at this hour".
"Well I, I honestly don't know. I guess I just needed a little me time."
"Intersting. How long have you been married.
" Eight years ".
" And are you happy? I always wondered about marriage, is it worth it? "
" I don't really know what to tell you "
" Does your wife know you're here?
That question made me considerably uncomfortable, so, I just skip over it.
" And what is such a fine lady doing in a bar like this at this hour? "
" Well, do you want me to be completely honest with you Michael? "
" That would be nice, yes "
" I come here occasionally to find myself an adventure "
" An adventure.... You mean like, umm, like.... "
"... Like you Michael ".
" Wh-What do you mean "
" This place is filled with married men in desperate need of a change, every night. Are you gonna tell me like you're not like that? "
I was astounded by how spot on she was with my life.
" OK, my life is a little boring but I...."
"... Listen to me now Michael, I want you to come with me, right now. "
She stands up, and just looks at me. My body just froze, instantly. It's like I could no longer control myself. I stood up, and asked
"Where are we going?"
"Oh you'll see, you'll see". Just... Let's get out of here. "
They way she spoke and said those words to me, I just let my inner self go. It honestly felt like a dream a little bit.
" Hey Nicole, I don't know if I can do this. I have a wife, you know. ".
I was just begging for her to convince me to come with her. I just said that so I don't feel as guilty afterwards. Am I a bad person? Probably, but who the fuck cares?
Damn, what about my kids.. I have a responsibility to them. To be their hero, their role model...
"Michael, look me in the eye and say honesty, do you want to come with me, or go back to your wife?"
And right there I knew it, there is no way in hell that I let an opportunity like this slip by me. This woman is a saint, sent from God to save me from mediocrity.... Well, maybe she is.. Or maybe this is just my first opportunity to have some fun in a very long time, and my judgement is all off.
I was thinking about all these things as I was following Nicole by the way. So clearly I had made up my mind already. I was just looking for ways to somehow justify it.
We arrive at this building, and she opens the door. We go upstairs, and she then opens the door to her apartment.
Oh boy, I remember. I haven't done anything with a woman other than my wife for like the last decade or so. I hope I don't disappoint her...
And just as I'm thinking that, she looks at me and says
"Now, Michael, have you ever thought about the idea of being fucked by somebody?"
Good Lord, I did not expect that question. I didn't even have to answer, she immediately knew by my reaction.
"Oh, haha, why am I not surprised. Well, look who's got a little boner going on"
Yeah, I was getting hard. This was all still a little bit too much to take in...
"OK, take your coat off, and make yourself comfortable."
She then dissappears, and I'm there alone for a moment to contemplate the possible outcomes. Like what is realistically the worst thing that could happen?
She walks in, holding two glasses of wine, and sits down, telling me to sit down as well. I drink the wine, and right out of the blue, I notice her hand on my crotch. A spill some of the wine in excitement, and she laughs.
"Oh Michael, relax. You don't have to worry about anything."
She slowly starts sliding her fingers up and down over my shaft, and boy, I'm feeling it. The touch of a new woman. A woman, that, for the first time in my life, knows what I actually want.
" NOW, STAND UP "
A little surprised by the sudden change of tone, I stand up. And she starts undoing my shirt, until my bare chest is exposed. So now, I'm just wearing my pants. But that wasn't for very long as she, pulls down my pants too, and now I'm just in my boxers.
She clearly has control of the situation and of me too. And I absolutely loved it. For the first time in my life, I'm gonna be a woman's bitch.
She then grabs a hold of my balls, a tight squeeze. And asks me, looking me in the eye.
"Who is now the owner of these balls?"
"You are m'am"
"IT'S MISTRESS"
And then she squeezes even tighter.
"Yes mistress"
"Michael, my little bitch you, get fully naked, and show me that juicy cock of yours."
"Yes mistress".
I get fully naked, and she laughs a little.
"There we go"
"On your knees!. And lick my feet. I want you to get after it.
I do as she says, and I start licking her feet. The soles of her feet, the toes, everything. I'm really doing it.
" Move up a little bit "
I start licikng the inside of her legs. And my God the legs on this woman. I felt absolutely privileged to be doing this. No other guy will get to lick these legs tonight. And to think that I thought about not coming here.
I reach all the way to her panties with my tongue, and she orders me to remove them with my mouth, slowly.
I feel the wetness immediately, and the taste. Oh God the taste. I remove her panties and I'm met with her camel toe. She sits down, revealing her beautiful flower, and without even saying a word, like a good boy, I immediately knew what was to do.
Not that I was complaining.
I started licking this pussy, in and out. I completely lost myself in the moment, and wandered off to some pretty place.
It's like I've been hungry for 10 years, and I'm finally getting something to eat.
I started sweating and I had a good rhythm going. She was just loving it. Moaning and holding my head down. I could tell, I'm doing my job well.
I guess she noticed my huge boner in the meantime, and decided to stop me. Afraid that I might spill my load right there, from how much I was in the moment.
She stands up, and goes to some room again. Comes back with a suitcase. Opens it up, and inside there was just a bunch of toys. Dildos, buttplugs etc..
Oh boy, oh boy. I'm finally living my fantasy. It's literally like I jumped inside a porno.
She picks out a toy, and it's a chastity device.
"Now, I want you to be able to play with me for as long as possible. That's why you have to put this on".
I never wore a chastity device in my life, duh, so I didn't really know what to expect.
Somehow, I squeeze in my dick inside, and as soon as I was clearly in, she presses the button, and locks me up.
So now, I'm a little nervous too. Like she can just not lock me up, ever. And I have to go back to my wife at some point. I better be a good boy.
"OK, now that you're all locked up, we can proceed.".
She takes out an enema set, and basically tells me to go to her bathroom.
"I want you to clean yourself out, for the sake of both of us."
She then proceeds to explain to me how it's properly done.
"OK I think I got it"
I go inside and I do the deed, not the most comfortable expirience, but at this point, and the amount of arousal pulsating through my body, I'd do anything.
"Are you clean?" Did you do it the way I told you to? Good ".
I notice, while I was in the bathroom, she had already put on a strap on, and lubed it up.
" Now, I want you to lay down on the couch, legs behind your head ". I do exactly as she says, with my little dicklet rattling the cage out of excitement
So, I lay down. She approaches me, and I feel the weight of the dildo press up against the outer rim of my asshole.
" Now, Michael, tell me, do you want to get fucked by a woman?"
"Yes"
"Say it. I want you to say it"
"I want to be fucked by you, mistress"
"Come on, beg for it"
"Please mistress, fuck my little virgin hole. Please fuck me"
"Michael, are you my little faggot?"
"Yes mistress, I am such a little faggot"
Eventually, I feel the tip of the dildo slowly enter my hole. She was sliding it very slowly and carefully. It's as if time had stopped for me..
I could feel my hole stretch, and I also felt how the dildo was filling my inside cavity.
She kept pushing it in, and suddenly I feel the tip reach new depths, and it was making me a little uncomfortable. Eventually, discomfort became pain, and just as I was about to tell her to stop, I felt her body press up against mine. I had taken the entire dildo in.
"Michael, you're taking it like a champ. I'm impressed. You're a natural born slut"
I was impressed by myself to be honest, as the dildo was a good 7-8 inches long and very thick as well.
So now, with the full size of the dildo inside of me, she leans in, and her gorgeous hair falls on my naked body. I can feel her smell, it's otherworldly, and it's driving me insane. She leans in, and kisses my neck.
She pulls the dildo out, spits on it. And she pushes it in again, this time a bit faster.
She picks up speeds, and starts fucking me for good. She's looking me in the eyes the entire time.
I feel her hands on my chest, as she's pressing down on me. She slides them down, and starts playing with my caged dick.. She starts slapping my balls, and she is slapping them pretty hard. But I am in such a sensory overload, it doesn't feel like pain. Every touch feels so good, every smell is delightful. She's now fucking me full on, and my hole is starting to get a little sore. I don't mind, actually, I don't want this moment to ever pass. It's like a piece of heaven landed on me. Everything around me stopped being important. It was just about that moment. Thrust after thrust.
She stops, and pulls out. And I snap back. I immediately realize how heavily I'm breathing, and how badly I'm sweating. She's panting as well.
We look at each other, and we both give this little smirk.
". You want more?"
"Yeah I want more"
She thrusts in her huge dick inside of me once again. No mercy. She's letting me have every inch of it.
"You like that? You like that you little faggot bitch?!"
I just kept moaning.
Even with the cage on, I felt an orgasm building up. I was about to shoot my load, but it's like she knew it was coming, and just stopped. This time for good. I was probably about ten thrusts away from cumming.
She pulls out, and exposes my stretched, used hole. She catches her breath and sits on top of my chest.
"Now, I want you to suck it like a good little bitch boy. Clean your filth"
I immediately took the dildo, and started sucking. Hoping it would get me over the edge, I started to go as deep as I could without gagging.
But she then grabs the dildo and shoves it into my throat, I gag pretty badly, and my eyes tear up a bit as I struggle for air. Eventually she let's go
Before I could even regain myself, she turns around and sits on my face.
"Give me an orgasm Michael. You've been very good to me, finish it".
I started to lick all of her holes and it wasn't very long before I felt her legs shaking, anf her moaning like crazy.
After we caught a little break, she hands me over my clothes. And says
" Dress up, and go home, now. Keep the cage on, and try to hide it from your wife. The key stays with me. Come to my place on Thursday. If you don't, you won't get unlocked for another week. Now go"
Wow, what?
I'm supposed to go home with my cage on? . As much as it was arousing, it scared the hell out of me. What if people see it? What if my wife wants me to fuck her.? How am I supposed to function with the cage on?
For Nicole, it was all a game, and I decided to play along. Not like I had much choice.
She holds the keys to my cage, and in a sense to my life now.
I get out, and I go to my car. My hole still feels incredibly sore, I'm shaking, my legs and knees feel very weak. I'm lightheaded. My caged dick is trying to rip the cage open. I was still rather in disbelief of the night that I had..
I drive home, and my wife and the kids are all sleeping..
I lay down next to my wife, and I just try to fall asleep somehow.
Laying there next to my wife, with a cage on that I can't unlock, made me feel so guilty and bad. But good at the same time...
Part 2 coming up.
