Don’t let the title of this story give you the wrong idea. I’m not the controlling one in the marriage. I’m a chastised cuckold husband with a extremely sexy hot wife. My wife stands five foot four, weights exactly one hundred pounds and has blonde hair and blue eyes. She is pretty and her tight little body makes her the object of many a man’s desire. In the time we have been married I come to except the fact that she enjoys having sex outside of our marriage. At first she would hide her encounters but after I caught her red handed and as she told her side of the story she noticed I had an erection. She knew then that I was hers.
I would usually look at porn on the internet and jerk off while she was out meeting a friend for sex. After being caught doing this she started buying different chastity devices for me to wear when she was out. I complained at first that it wasn’t fare that she got to have sex while I was locked up. She told me point blank that if I was unhappy we could divorce. I assured her that I never wanted that, I love her with all my heart. She told me she loved me too. Then she said in fact if your pee pee wasn’t so small that she wouldn’t ever stray.
Now allow me to explain the title of this story. Any time she and I are out like at a party or club and she is offered cock from a guy she finds attractive she will have sex with him. She has never to my knowledge turned down a nice looking guy. Once we where at her s****rs house for a birthday party and I noticed a single guy that had come with one of her s****rs CO workers. He was about six foot two and somewhere around two hundred pounds and in good physical condition. I thought to myself if they guy wasn’t black he could get lucky with my wife. At that time she had only been with white guys to my knowledge.
She and I where standing together on the deck having a smoke when I pointed out the tall dark guy. I said to her I bet you’d do him if he where white. She said what does his race have to do with anything? I was slightly shocked at her comment. I said you mean you would have sex with a black guy? She said well yes, why not? But, I started struggling for words. She cut me off by saying Just tell me to fuck him and I will. I glanced around to see if she where overheard by anyone. She could tell I was extremely uneasy about her talking that way. She leaned in closer and said you are making my pussy wet by wanting me to fuck that guy. I said I never said I wanted you to make love to him. She said I would never make love to him, I felt relieved ,untill she said I would fuck him but no love would be involved. Then she said since I’m wearing this short skirt I think I’ll just flip it up in back and let him drive his hard black cock into my hairless white pussy. She almost laughted at my reaction. Then she told me to stay right where I was and that when she returned she would have a fresh creamy pie for me to eat. She kissed my cheek and strutted toward him.
He was chatting with the guy he had came with to the party when she walked up to him. I almost secretly hopped that he was gay and wouldn’t do her. In a matter of seconds he and she had glanced my way and both had smiles on their faces. He knoded his head toward me as if to say hello. I didn’t know how to respond to that. After all what had she told him? I did a extremely little knod back then took a big sip of my mixed drink. I looked away for a few seconds and when I looked back she had taken his arm and was leading him into the house. I stood still while remembering I was told to stay here. My drink was almost empty so I headed inside to get another one.
After mixing one I started to walk around in the house kind of looking for them. All the bed rooms are up stairs so I made me up the stairs while acting like I belonged there. At the top of the steps I noticed all but one bedroom doors where open. I tiptoed to the closed one and tried the knob, it was locked. I listened to see if I could hear anything but all the noise from down stairs made it impossible. Not wanting to get caught snooping I went back down to my spot on the deck. As I leaned on the rail I glanced up at the window if the licked bedroom. I thought if only I could see in there. I kept my eyes on it as best I could without drawing attention to what I was doing. Then all of a sudden there in the window was my wife looking down at me. I could see her bare tits and they where bouncing with a steady rhythm. She smiled and blew me a kiss. Her hands where pressed flat on the window glass as if she where pushing back. She remained there for at least ten minutes before she disappeared by into the room.
I kept having up there from time to time but she never reappeared. Then in a little while she came walking out of the house with two drinks. As she handed me one of them she asked did you see me up there? I said yes, then asked if that was the black guy that was causing her boobs to bounce? She laughted and said no, when I was looking down here Jack was fucking me. I said who’s Jack? She said Jack is the guy that came with Art , the black guy. Oh so Art wasn’t interested in having sex I asked. Oh no, she said, Arts cock is thicker than Jacks so he let him go first to loosen me up. She said after Jack had her nice and loose that she had Art Kay on the bed and she sat on his cock. I asked it where big? She said about eight inches but it was fat. It felt good stretching her pussy lips apart. Once she was used to its size she told Jack to fuck her in the ass while Art tore upbhervpussy. She looked at my crotch and said I’m glad I made you wear that cage, your little hard pee pee would be sticking our right now. She was right, hearing her description of how she had just been double penetrated had made me hard inside the tight little stainless steel cage. She asked if it hurt? I said no. She giggled and said your dick is even to small to hurt when caged while hard. She said I have my panties pulled up tight to hold in all that cum. She said my pussy and ass both are filled with their seed.
We only stayed an hour longer before saying our good byes and leaving. As soon as we walked into our house she striped and got on her hands and knees. I buried my face into her wet pussy. The lips where still swollen and puffy from the beating they had taken earlier. I f***ed my tongue into her relaxed butthole. It was a mixture of bitter and salty. This drove her wild. After spending half an hour cleaning up her holes she stood up faced me. As I stood she noticed a three foot long stream if clear liquid hanging from the tip if my chastity cage. She said eat that too. I hooked it with my finger and put it in my mouth. She said I need a shower stay right there.
When she returned from the shower she was wearing a pair of lace see through panties and a thin cotton white tank top. She asked it my balls where hurting yet? I said yes that I had a major case if blue balls. She reached down and gave them a general squeeze. Oh you poor baby she said. I begged to be released and allowed to cum but she felt it best to keep me caged. She said you are always so much nicer to be with when you are caged and in pain. I was told to put on my underwear and meet her on our deck for a relaxing drink. I had to look at her pussy through those thin panties the rest of the evening. My balls hurt so badly I couldn’t sl**p. The next morning after I had fixed breakfast and cleared away the dishes I was released from my cage but only so she and I could swim in our pool. The cool water felt good on my poor ball. But it also made my penis even smaller and my wife laughted at how short it was. She informed me that she loved how Arts cock had left her pussy with a mild throbbing . And that she didn’t see any use in me ever putting my inadequate pee pee inside her ever again.