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We don’t always get what we feel we need – a statement that rings true not only with chastity & denial, but also life in general. Take this past week, for example: Michele has been out of town for work for the last week, and I miss her lots. I miss touching her, feeling her, being close to her. It sucks to have her so far away. She is coming home soon, though, so that need will be fulfilled fairly soon.

There is, however, another need that has gone unfulfilled during the past week… and will most likely stay unfulfilled for longer.

My cock has not felt the touch of skin since my wife left.

Under instruction from Michele, I have not been allowed to touch my cock with my bare hands since the start of her trip. Oh, trust me, it’s been getting plenty of attention – daily edges each morning, plus any extra that Michele, or John, request have kept my sexual arousal quite heightened. But any edge or touch of my cock has been performed with some sort of barrier involved: either a glove, using a toy, or even edging in my underwear has been the norm for this week.

Denied and Edging with a barrier
This is all I’m allowed at the moment.

I honestly didn’t expect it to have that much of an effect on me. After all, my cock is still getting attention; how important is the feel of skin-on-skin when it comes to edging? Very important, apparently.

It only took until about Wednesday for me to start really feeling the difference: my cock was so desperate for a soft warm touch, I started to get oversensitive. It was hard to concentrate during work, because even contact with my underwear was driving up my arousal. By Thursday, I was slightly sorta possibly maybe considering just saying “screw it” and grabbing my dick. But I was a good boy and obeyed, even though it was difficult.

The worst part is that there’s no telling when my cock will actually feel skin again – Michele has not given me an endpoint to this, as of yet. It may be weeks where my cock doesn’t get the warm personal touch of skin. We’ve even discussed pushing the idea of “barriers” further, and not allowing me to feel her skin sexually with my hands – any time I want to feel her ass, play with her boobs, or touch her pussy, I’ll have to wear gloves. I’m not sure if she’ll be implementing that or if that’s just an idea at the moment… but I’m kinda dreading it if she decides to go through with it.

As for now, I’m destined to continue to go more and more insane as my cock misses the touch of skin for longer and longer. Michele and John will have me use toys to continue this – different toys, with varying degrees of humiliation involved while using them. But I don’t think I can turn it down; after all, I could be denied touch all together…

Maybe I shouldn’t say that out loud, for fear of giving them ideas….

Sitting here, enjoying the morning, listening to my wife having sex with her boyfriend in the next room, my mind drifts back to memories of John’s last visit…

Michele had been hinting throughout the day Saturday that she might be interested in “spending some time with John and me” before bed. The excitement only grew when she had us close the door as we entered the bedroom (we’re parents & we’re careful 😂). And when Michele took out the key to John’s cage, we both got excited.

Very often, sex with the three of us consists of Michele having sex with me, and John following up on cleanup duty. But this time, Michele made it clear that she wanted to have both of us that night. “You can get me ready for Jon’s big thick cock… ” Michele said to John; turning to me, she continued, “… and you can use my boyfriend’s cum as lube to fuck my pussy.”

My hard cock twitched in her hand, confirming my excitement.

Michele’s pussy was near dripping wet as John took his position above her. Looking at me, she said, “Can you help my boyfriend get his cock into my pussy?” Without hesitation, I snuck my hand in between the two of them, wrapping my hand around the base of John’s cock. After giving him a few gentle strokes, I helped line up his cock with Michele’s glistening opening. He slid in easily, and the back of my hand got soaked as I helped push him balls deep within her.

It didn’t take him long to start moaning and trembling – Michele’s pussy does feel really good, after all (something I’m definitely going to miss over the next few months… months?!?). My hand stayed wrapped around the base of his cock as he thrusted into her, the back of my hand quickly becoming wet with Michele’s pussy juice. Michele was talking dirty to John, but I wasn’t really focusing on it – I wanted to feel his cock cum inside her.

John started to moan louder, and I felt his cock pulse in my hand as he filled my wife’s pussy with his cum. I could tell Michele was squeezing him, milking his cock with her muscles. He got up after a few moments, leaving her pussy a cum filled mess. “OK, big boy,” she said to me as she patted me on the back. “Your turn to fill me up.”

She didn’t have to tell me twice.

My cock slid into her easier than usual – the combo of John’s cock opening her up and his cum lubing up my shaft did wonders, but she was still tight around me. As I slowly fucked her, she looked at John and told him that I was still stretching her, even after he had taken his turn. He seemed to be liking the mild humiliation, as I could swear I saw his cock twitch and start to harden again.

It also didn’t take me long to get close to cumming – as I said before, Michele’s pussy feels really good. I asked if I was allowed to cum, and she said, “of course… make a nice mess for my boyfriend to clean up.” My orgasm arrived within moments, adding a second load of cum to her already filled pussy.

After I got up, Michele directed John to her pussy. He nearly dove in, feasting on the combined sex of the three of us. His cum, my cum, and her pussy must have mixed to make the richest of tastes – you’ll have to ask in the comments for him to describe it 😉 He eagerly licked Michele’s pussy as I kissed her and let my hands roam over her body. The intensity of the situation built up so much for her that she came, trembling as she pulled John’s head into her pussy and me deeper into a kiss with her.

So, as you can see, we’ve come a very long way from our first encounters that the three of us described. It wasn’t easy, and there were certainly some bumps in the road, but we were able to get this far by focusing on openness and communication. There’s no way we could make this work without it.

Well, I would love to write more and describe some other things that happened that weekend… but I think I hear my name being called. 😁

Before I get too deep into my post…

Please note the name in the author line! With all of the changes on the blog nowadays, I figured I would throw one more at you: me, cagedmokey, SHALL BE HENFORTH KNOWN AS…

JonMustWait 🙂

Why, you ask? Well, you’re in luck because I just happened to be writing a post about that very subject!

With the… ahem… “expansion” of our kinky lives over the past little while, Michele has been able to fulfill her desires in different ways involving both John and me. John’s focus has been more about chastity (along with some other things we will get to, in good time), while my focus has shifted more towards tease and denial. What this means for me is that my cock spends a lot less time being caged…

And a lot more time being endlessly edged over and over to new and deeper depths of frustration.

And I’m not complaining! Well, I’m not complaining much… except for when I’m desperate for an orgasm, and Michele tells me no while at the same time not letting my stop having sex with her. To be honest, while I enjoyed the chastity components of our lifestyle, I always got more enjoyment and excitement out of the orgasm denial aspect.

Now, this isn’t to say that I won’t be wearing the cage anymore. In fact, there may be a new cage to show off in the near future 😉 All this means is that my focus is going to be more on denial and control… of my orgasms yes, but also a lot more than that. You’ll still hear about how Michele delights in denying me, telling me no, and telling me I need to wait for what I’m so incredibly desperate for.

Both M and John described their experiences of the first time the three of us were together. While I won’t repeat all of the details they covered (hey…. I gotta milk you for the cross clicks, don’t I🤣), I did want to share some of the thoughts and feelings I was having during that first time.

One of the interesting things was how strange and weird it felt to have another person involved with M and me during sex…. but also how normal and natural it was. Over the last handful of years, I’ve tried to adopt the “if it turns you on, then why not” philosophy; this definitely fell into that category. And, from the way M was reacting to the attention from both of us, she was very turned on.

There was some initial unavoidable awkwardness – M was clear that she didn’t have much interest in John and I having contact with each other, and it took a little extra effort to negotiate our way around the bed. But all of that faded away once my cock started sliding into M’s pussy. It felt so good, and knowing that I was going to get to cum for the first time in what had to have been months most likely – I was just supremely happy to get that release. It was also very interesting to see how excited M got when John was licking the cum out of her pussy – i definitely gave him plenty to lap up, as you have seen from the pictures in the previous posts!

The bottom line for me was that it worked out okay: to be fair, it wasn’t a mind blowing sexual experience; but it was better than expected considering the newness of it all. And I was also glad that it wasn’t a huge mess of things…

The only mess involved was my cum and M’s pussy juice, but John took care of cleaning that up 😉

It seems strange to describe my current situation as “chastity” since I haven’t been wearing the cage for M for quite some time now. But it does apply, sort of, once you understand the thought process (and potential sequence of events involved).

You see, even though I haven’t been wearing the cage for M, we still haven’t had penetrative sex of any kind for a very long time – on the scale of months, at least (not even considering M’s recent recovery time). So while I may not be in physical chastity, I’m still being kept denied. And yes, I know… this isn’t “chastity” in its strictest sense. But we have discussed plans for reducing the sensations that my cock experiences in different ways.

We have talked about a possible future where my cock gets minimal to no “skin to skin” contact – either I’m only allowed to be touched through clothes, with sex toys, or with gloved/covered hands. I will be denied the warm touch that I will soon grow to crave; only allowed the feeling of cold, clinical plastic or latex. Perhaps M will make me earn physical touch on my cock… or perhaps deny me indefinitely….

At the time, following through on this idea is not feasible. But the idea is out there… and it does get me aroused any time I think about it. Why does the idea of my cock not receiving any real physical stimulation for unknown and extended periods of time? I’m not quite sure. I guess it’s the same thing that excited me about wearing the cage for M – it’s the control, the denial, and the eventual desperation of needing something so badly that I can’t have. What would I do to get what I’m so desperate to have?

There may be a point in time when I find out the answer to that question.

Many people are out there wondering – I know, because I’ve received a lot of emails from people like T and David S. asking – exactly how does this whole thing work? How do I deal with and handle the fact that my wife has a boyfriend? And how does this dynamic work into our kink lifestyle?

Well, starting with the “real life” stuff: it wasn’t easy at first. It took a lot of work – a lot of which I’m not sure I (or anybody) is willing to go into yet – but it essentially came down to this: both John and I love M; and if she is meeting both of our needs, is there really a problem? Knowing that Madam truly cares for each of us uniquely (as well as both of us together) is what makes this work.

In practice, that means each an understanding that we are each valuable and needing time and attention. That means date nights for both him and me – it’s a little more difficult for them, with the distance involved, but it’s important to prioritize. It also means taking the time to bond as a group – going out on a date with the 3 of us, spending time together, etc. These things help build trust within our dynamic, as well as a comfort level that is needed in order to enjoy….
Other things.

Speaking of those other things….
One may think that, because my wife now has a boyfriend, that I take the cuckold role; others may think that, because he spends most of his time locked and I don’t, that I would assume that role. In reality, neither is correct – there is an interesting fluidity in the roles we take (other than M being the dominant, of course). Depending on her mood, my wife will have sex with John while I’m only allowed to sit and watch; she may also have me ruin my orgasm inside her pussy so John can clean up the mess that is left behind.

There’s no “set in stone” way we handle things – it is very much “in the moment” and very much “M-driven.” And trust me, she enjoys it this way! She likes the idea of being able to deny both of us… or, for that matter, enjoying us both at the same time!

It wasn’t easy getting here. But the way it works is that we concentrate on each others’ needs, communicate clearly and openly… and most importantly, focus on enjoying the experience (however it may go in the current moment).

Madam and I have been alluding to the time period in between our last attempt at getting back into posting on the blog and now. Without getting into too much detail of what went on, here’s a semi-quick recap of the last 4-ish years in our lives.

You readers may notice that the post prior to these most recent ones was written in January 2021. Let’s see… did anything crazy happen during that time? I’m not sure that I can recall…..

Oh, yeah. THAT.

Yes, Covid hit us hard. Thankfully not too much on the health side of things (Madam and I both got covid twice), but it did take its toll stress-wise. Working in a health care setting, I was still going to work everyday in a high risk environment; in addition to that, work started to get extremely stressful (due to both staffing issues and…. let’s say “power dynamics”). It got so bad that I decided I needed to leave my job and get another position. In order to do that, we need to move to a slightly different area…

So, we ended up moving from Indiana…. to TEXAS.

Yes… the situation at my job was that bad.

Anyways… Texas has been pretty nice! The winters are great – minimal snow, we don’t see negative temperatures anymore. As for the 100+ degree summers – we have central air 😂 but, obviously, uprooting the family and moving a handful of states away to a new job required a lot of our focus. With that, the idea of restarting the blog (as well as reigniting our kink play) fell by the wayside. There were some difficulties along the way, but we worked through them and figured it out. And, in light of some fairly recent developments (which, I promise we will get to), we’ve been able to get back into the swing of things.

So, that’s the life situation. As for the “caged” situation…

During all of the above I spent less and less time caged (understandably). Over time, I began to think and realize the, while chastity was always exciting to me… the denial aspect was what really grabbed my interest. So, a year ago or so, Madam and I agreed to scale back chastity for me in order to make it easier to keep me edged and teased on a regular basis. I’m still going to stick with “cagedmonkey” – after all, locking up my cock is still 100% on the table as far as Madam and I are concerned. And don’t worry… she is still keeping me effectively denied, both from orgasms and even from her pussy.

I do want to thank you readers who stuck with us during our hiatus, and it really is great to see the response to our return. We love you guys! We are excited to invite you back into our FLR lives. And for those of you who visit this blog specifically for chastity stories and/or advice…. I promise, there will still be plenty of that.

“How?” you ask? Well… you’ll just have to keep reading to see…

What would this blog be without the tease? 😉

Hello everybody! It’s great to be back and posting on the blog. As Madam has alluded to, there have been some significant changes to our lifestyle; however, the soul and the foundation of our kinks haven’t changed: Madam is still controlling my cock, teasing and denying me of my orgasms (and some other things, as well). While I don’t spend as much time in a chastity cage as I did in the past, Madam still gets her kicks over keeping a cock locked and under her control. How exactly do we manage that? Well…. that will be explained in due time, I promise.

As for now… it’s wonderful to be back and posting on the blog, and we’re excited to catch you up on all of the developments that went on during our absence!

So let me start off by saying – hello again, everyone! It’s been a crazy last few months for us; we’ve tried to do our best to post to the blog when possible, but it’s been admittedly spotty due to everything being so freaking crazy (both at work and at home).

We are going to try to update you guys on more detail over the next little while, but here’s a quick rundown of how things are going with us:

  • We had to move our blog to a new server (so if you find any old posts with dead or broken links, please let us know)
  • ML got me a new cage to wear for Christmas!
  • We’ve been able to stay safe and healthy so far
  • No, I STILL have not had an orgasm since last year

I’ll talk about that last one in a bit, but first a little more catch up on what we are hoping to do with the blog over the next year or so. Moving to the new server, while necessary, was also something we wanted to do in order to give ourselves more freedom with our content. We are hoping to do more podcasts – in fact, we have one that needs to be posted, we just need to find an option for hosting/uploading that works better than our current situation. We are also hoping to interact with you guys more – we really love our readers and our audience, and it’s so much fun to know you guys are enjoying what we do. Hopefully we will have more details on that soon.

Speaking of more details: it’s getting VERY close to the 1 year anniversary of my last orgasm; I’ve gone well past my previous record of 299 days of denial. I probably should be getting excited due to the anticipation… but honestly, I’m not feeling that way. Not because I don’t want to cum – trust me, I do, VERY badly – but mainly because I have a strong feeling that My Lady is not going to allow me to cum at the 1 year mark. She’s been having too much fun teasing and denying me to stop right now, and I can tell that she wouldn’t mind pushing me further.

I would love nothing more to be able to have an orgasm this coming Monday (our anniversary, and also the 1 year mark), but I have a feeling that ML is just going to smile and tell me that it’s not time yet. I would honestly be more surprised if she lets me cum!

After coming back from our vacation, (shameless promo link for our Mature Metal podcast!) I’ve been trying to focus more on wearing my cage as much as possible. Over the past few months, it’s been difficult to wear the cage 24/7 due to my back pain. Yes, my back surgery was successful, but (thanks to COVID concerns) I was not able to go through a full rehab-type regimen after surgery. This has made my recovery a little rough at times.

Specifically, it was very difficult for me to wear the cage overnight because I would often wake up to very painful cage-erections. They would really hurt, and not in the good “sexual confinement” way. After an extremely bad night, ML and I decided to have me take the cage off at night until things got better.

To be honest, My Lady was able to enjoy the situation by having easy access to morning sex… and, damn, do we have good morning sex! But I still felt that ML was being deprived of her total control of my cock. So over the past couple of days, we’ve decided to try the 24/7 lock up again and see how i handle it.

Good news report: I’ve been wearing the cage since Friday, and it feels great.

Yes, I’m still getting those “4am wake up” erections in the cage… but I’ve decided that I just need to figure out how to deal with them. So now, I’ll change position to take pressure off of my back or something, which usually works enough so I can get back to sleep. Most of all, I’m realizing how badly I miss being locked up for My Lady. Yes, I’m still crazy horny because I haven’t cum all year, but there’s a different intensity to having my erections denied as well. I already feel it building up over the past couple of days, and I’m glad it’s back.

It might take a little while before I can get start wearing it for weeks at a time, but I’m honestly looking forward to it. I know how much ML enjoys having me wear it according to her desires, and I’m excited about getting back to that.