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#Cheddar

Posted by JonMustWait on June 11, 2015
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It’s been a crazy couple of weeks for us, the reason being that I’ve started looking for a new job. That alone would be plenty stressful. Most of the phone calls and interviews I’m doing end up being scheduled during the day, which piles onto the stress. I work midnights, remember, so I’m usually sleeping until the early afternoon at the least. A phone interview scheduled for 2 p.m. is just like waking up a normal person at four in the morning for a job interview. It should be pretty obvious why I’m grumpier than normal and my sex drive is running a little low.

It’s not all stress and madness, though. ML and I had a really good laugh at a really dumb thing I did, which helped lighten up the mood a bit.

I had a phone interview with an HR person at one of the places I was applying for. The conversation went pretty well, and we left off with the woman getting back to me at a later time to schedule a second interview.

I hung up my phone and went into the other room to let ML know the good news about the interview. I was feeling pretty good about things as I gave her the rundown of what we talked about, After a bit of explaining, I joked around a bit and started coming up with really stupid things to say that would make me sound like a crazy person. These things included (but were not limited to) pretending all I cared about was the money as well as speaking in hashtags. One example that ML and I couldn’t stop laughing at was “hashtag cheddar!” Then I joked around by looking at my phone and pretending that the phone wasn’t hung up.

I looked at my phone, and the phone wasn’t hung up.

A check of my recent call log showed that I had made TWO phone calls – the original call, and a second one immediately after that apparently consisted of me talking like an idiot and shouting out “HASHTAG CHEDDAR” while my wife and I laughed hysterically. Either this woman sat there and listened to me make an ass out of myself, or there was a 4 minute long voicemail on her phone waiting to be listened to.

Naturally, I freaked out.

After a few minutes of testing, it seemed as though my hashtag-speak wasn’t audible in the way I was holding the phone. That seems to be the case, as I have spoken to this woman again a few more times, and she hasn’t mentioned it at all. So either I got away with a huge near-fuck up, or she’s waiting to spring this on me during the salary negotiations in order to lowball me.

What’s Next For My Caged Cock?

Posted by JonMustWait on June 9, 2015
Posted in: Male Chastity, Tease/Orgasm Denial. Tagged: , , , , , , , . Leave a Comment

After a nice little period of “casual chastity” as I would call it, My Lady feels as though it is time for us to get back into the more intense schedules that we have gottten used to. Not surprisingly, I agree with her. Although I’ve certainly been horny over the past few weeks, but it doesn’t compare to the intense need I feel when it’s been months since my last orgasm… or, perhaps even weeks since my last erection.

That’s exactly where My Lady plans to start – I’ll be wearing the chastity cage 24/7 for a good amount of time, perhaps as long as July 4th, which is over 3 weeks away. ML also set July 31st as Maybe Day, although I’m pretty sure that will be extended.

As ML and I were talking about me wearing the chastity cage, I realized that we haven’t used the Revenge in quite a while. I was about to suggest that she use the Revenge during my long lockup, but we haven’t had the best results with that in the past, hygeine-wise. So the Revenge will have to wait its turn until after the holiday at the very least.

The Revenge is very useful when we are playing the “no look, no touch” game. ML enjoys the idea of denying me the ability to even see my cock, but the reality of it can become a real chore. Having to cuff me to the bed and blindfold me whenever the cage needs to be removed can eventually feel like a hassle. However, there has been one addition to our toy inventory that might avoid this annoyance: the stockade.

So, obviously, I’ve been fantasizing over the past few days about My Lady locking me in the stockade, removing the Revenge, and calmly going about her business as I struggle just to get a glimpse of my cock. She wouldn’t even need to blindfold me; the locking collar would prevent me from turning my head to see my penis. Of course, if she wanted to blindfold me, she could make it that much worse. Throw in the potential for stroking and edging me while I am harshly restrained, and it gets my heart beating heavy in my chest. She could even force me to watch her to get off inches in front of me as my cock twitches helplessly out of sight and out of reach.

Depending on how things go with some of the recent complications, it still could be a while before My Lady and I can try out a good “no look, no touch” run. If she’s going to deny me well past the end of July, as I suspect she will, then there will be plenty of time as the year goes on for her to mindfuck me.

A Damn Good Pounding

Posted by JonMustWait on May 31, 2015
Posted in: Tease/Orgasm Denial. Tagged: , , , , , , . 1 comment

It’s been quite a long week, with a family emergency requiring a mid-week road trip, which was followed by a busy weekend at work. It felt really great to blow off some steam by fucking My Lady from behind as hard as I could.

That’s right. 🙂

Last night, My Lady and I were enjoying some really good sex before I went off to work. God damn, her pussy feels so good when it squeezes my cock after a nice deep thrust. ML was being a little more vocal than usual; I’m not sure if the “free wheeling” policy of our chastity/orgasm denial play is loosening up ML’s ability to control her volume.

My Lady still hasn’t given me permission for an orgasm, so it quickly became time for me to stop to avoid cumming. As I pulled out, ML said, “Wait,” and rolled off the side of the couch. She keeled over the cushion and wiggled her sexy naked ass at me. I didn’t need any more explanation than that to know what she wanted.

I slid up behind her and positioned myself so I could drive my cock deep into her horny pussy. A few deep thrusts later I was right on the verge of orgasm again. I stopped to avoid cumming, and My Lady whined and began pushing herself back into me. “No, don’t stop,” she pleaded.

“I can’t without cumming,” I replied. “Can I cum?”

My Lady moaned loudly and pushed herself back against me again. I asked her a second time if I could cum. “Yes,” she cried out, “fuck me… fuck my pussy HARD!”

I reached forward and grabbed her shoulders and thrusted as hard and deep as possible into her. ML yelped in surprise. After making sure ML wasn’t hurting (you have seen how big my cock is, haven’t you?), I started pounding her pussy as hard and fast as possible. It took only a few moments for me to fill her up with my cum. As I was cumming, ML began slamming herself back against me, wanting me deeper inside her. It felt wonderful, feeling my cock sink deeper into her pussy as I came.

My Lady was still pushing back against me as my orgasm finished, wanting more and more of me. So, being the good hubby I am, I gave her what she wanted. I pounded her even harder that I had earlier, and ML shoved her face into the couch cushion and began screaming in ecstasy. I fucked her even harder; this may sound bad, but I was trying to fuck her hard enough so it “hurt.” I wanted her to feel it now as well as later. Harder and harder I slammed into her, until I felt her pussy nearly crushing my cock as an intense orgasm hit her.

I fucked her right though her orgasm until her body started shaking and her moans turned to animalistic groans. I pulled out after a few more moments and simply watched her – her body was trembling and convulsing in post-orgasmic pleasure, and the sounds coming from deep inside her throat were so damn sexy, I would have fucked her all over again if I didn’t have to go to work (and, also, if I hadn’t just cum in her pussy moments before).

It always ends up being great fucking sex when we can really let loose and just fuck each other silly. It’s why I miss it so badly when I’m in denial.

105

Posted by JonMustWait on May 19, 2015
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One of the most important rules that My Lady and I follow is the concept of “Maybe Day.” We usually set a target date for my next orgasm, but ML is under no obligation to allow my next orgasm to occur on that day. She can make me wait longer if she desires, or have me cum earlier if she wishes. Basically, every day is a Maybe Day. What’s important is that ML is in charge and she gets what she wants.

This weekend, My Lady wanted to give me an orgasm. After 105 days of being teased, made to wait while my wife enjoyed orgasm after orgasm, it was finally my turn on Saturday night.

I had the feeling that this moment was sneaking closer and closer. My Lady had been making comments for about two weeks about how good it would feel for me to cum and how badly she wanted to feel it. With three months of denial in the rearview mirror, I was in no condition to argue with her. Then, last week she mentioned how she might let me cum over the weekend. I was excited (of course!!!), but I did my best to not get my hopes up too much. After all, ML truly an expert in mindfuckery, and this could have been a ploy to make me that much more crazy horny.

Contrary to what you would have expected, there was not a big deal made out of it. There wasn’t a hot scene prepared with bondage and teasing and all that, we were both craving the simple closeness of being with each other. ML instructed me to remove my cage and we began having sex. Just like the many times before, I was close to orgasm before even a minute passed. Slowing my pace, I held on for a little while, thrusting my hard cock into tight wetness. I looked into her eyes and I told her that I needed to stop.

“Wait,” she told me, and patted the bed next to her. “Lay behind me, I wanna spoon with you for a little.”

I laid beside her on the bed and cuddled up behind her as I felt her hand guiding my cock into her pussy again. It’s such a different feeling, entering her from behind. It gets to me so much quicker. I only had enough time to slide my hand up from her hip to cup her tit before I felt my orgasm rushing towards me.

“Please can I cum?” I whispered in her ear. She paused for just a moment, then let out a soft moan.

“Yes,” she answered, “do it.”

I didn’t expect it to happen so fast; I thought maybe I would have another few thrusts before I came. But almost exactly when she said yes, I felt my entire body shudder as I had my first orgasm in over one hundred days.

My body shook and I squeezed her titty hard as my hand clenched involuntarily, but my hips kept thrusting my cock into her pussy, filling her with long stored load of cum. After a few moments, I could feel my cock get really sensitive, especially the head as it parted her pussy lips and drove deeper inside her. The sensitivity was almost too much to handle, but I couldn’t stop thrusting, nor did I want to. It felt just too damn good to stop.

Instead of stopping, I started to laugh. It felt like the most natural thing to do; everything just felt so good at that moment, that was the only thing I could do. Even when I was finished with my orgasm, I was laughing softly as noticed my body was as tight against ML’s body as it could be. Afterwards, I found out that she too had an orgasm, triggered mostly from the intensity of the situation and feeling my reaction to what was happening. I was happy to hear that, only because I couldn’t really control much of what I was doing once I started cumming.

We made love once again in the early morning, before the kids woke up, and ML allowed me to have an orgasm once again. This time I was a little more under control, and was able to enjoy the feeling of her pussy squeezing me as she came herself. We haven’t had sex since, because of events with the children or due to me being caged – the steel tends to be quite the deterrent when it comes to PIV sex, but sometimes the children can be even more effective!

So now the big question that is probably on your mind – and is CERTAINLY on my mind – is how long am I going to be waiting this time around? Well, it’s probably not going to be anywhere near as long as my last few stints: My Lady has already mentioned that we may take a break from the denial portion of our play for a bit.

Now don’t get worried like I did when I first heard this! I thought she meant she wanted a break from everything we have been doing. Not so, she explained. She just wants a break from doing things long term. She may tease me from day to day, and make me wait a few days here or there, but she misses being able to have me whenever she wants and not be holding off for a certain amount of time. And she DEFINITELY wants to keep up the chastity! I completely understand what she is feeling, and I agree. I miss not having to stop less than a minute into sex day after day. I have a feeling I’m still going to be kept extremely horny by ML’s sexiness and nonstop teasing. I’ll just be getting my pleasure a little earlier than I’ve grown accustomed to. And when we are ready for another long term go at it, we will know it. We are having waaaaaaaaay too much fun to stop what we’re doing now!

So don’t get TOO jealous when you read about me having orgasm after orgasm. After 105 days of denial, I’ve think I’ve earned a little bragging rights!!!  😉

Shhhhhhhhh

Posted by JonMustWait on May 12, 2015
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Nothing all that out of the ordinary happened during the day Monday, unless you count constantly being teased by My Lady out of the ordinary (which I don’t). She was extra-secretive about it, however, sending me texts across the room or sometimes even a silent head nod when she wanted to take me into another room and tease my cock.
 
ML started the day early, meeting me in the kitchen before I was even able to make my breakfast. She squeezed and massaged my balls through my shorts while my daughter was watching TV before her homeschooling started. I was nervous about being found out, but ML used her eagle ears to keep us safe while she made my knees nearly buckle underneath me. I was already semi-erect after waking up, but her touch had me hard and throbbing within moments. She kissed me and left me there trembling as she went into the other room to start her day.
 
Later on in the morning, ML set up our daughter with an assignment and signaled for me to meet her in the kitchen again. I was two steps behind her. Once safely in the other room, she spun around and slid her finger inside my mouth; it was already wet with her delicious pussy juices. As I sucked her finger clean, she reached into my shorts and began to stroke my stiffening cock. My hips began to move against her hand, but she stopped before I was able to start enjoying it too much. She exited the kitchen to continue her work as I stood there with the taste of her pussy in my mouth and my cock dripping precum into my underwear.
 
My Lady’s sneakiness didn’t end there.

That afternoon, ML sent me a text while the kids were playing video games:

Meet me in the bedroom in 3 minutes.

When I walked in the bedroom, the first thing I saw was my wife’s perfect sexy ass, naked and bent over the side of the bed. “Come here and give it to me,” she said. I was rock hard in seconds, and my cock was in her pussy just a few seconds later. I was pulling her hips back against mine, driving my cock deeper into her with each thrust. I was only able to go for a few seconds before I felt my orgasm sneaking up on me and I had to pull out to avoid cumming.

ML turned around and began to squeeze and rub my slick cock with her hand. Her touch felt so nice after being in her pussy, I began to moan; I wanted to cum so badly. Then I heard My Lady’s voice in my ear, urging me to stay quiet. She hushed me as she put a finger to my lips. “Shhhhh,” she whispered, “not so loud. You don’t want the kids to hear, do you?”

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I struggled to stay quiet as ML teased my aching cock. She took me right to the edge before releasing her grip and walking to the bedroom door. “Edge one more time, then put your cage back on before you come out,” she instructed. The edge came quickly, and I was overflowing with precum by the time I was soft enough to wear the cage again.  Back in the living room, My Lady gave me a wicked smile, knowing exactly what was going on in my mind and body and knowing that she was the one causing it.

We Got Us Some New Pussy Up In Here!

Posted by JonMustWait on May 7, 2015
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My Lady and I figured it was time, so we went out and got us some new pussy in the house.

Meet our new little kittens, Pepper & Coriander!

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We could only go so long after we lost our good old kitty before we felt the need to have pets in our house again, so ML and I took a trip to the local shelter with the kids in tow. It didn’t take long for us to find these little guys. They are two brothers in a litter, so they spend about 70% of the day wrestling with each other. They are so much fun to watch!

They’ve only been in the house for two days, and they already feel like part of the family.

Yeah, I know… not any sex talk in this post, but I just wanted to share how freaking cute these kittens are! Plus, I couldn’t resist making the “new pussy” joke. 🙂

We Are Horny Drunks

Posted by JonMustWait on May 4, 2015
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My “weekend” started last night, finally getting a night off of work to spend with my lovely wife. Earlier in the day, we stopped off at the wine store to refill ML’s supply of alcohol. She also picked up a couple bottles of flavored shots for me. We had plans. 🙂

What an awesome fun night we had! We started getting our drink on while watching Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol; after a couple of shots/glasses of wine, we were laughing and joking about how Tom Cruise has a running scene in every movie he’s in (seriously, what’s up with that??). The next thing I knew, ML’s feet were in my lap, squeezing my cock through my underwear. She had me squirming almost immediately with the way she was working me with her toes.

It felt really great, but the alcohol was opening up so many more feelings than usual. This time, I felt really deep frustration from waiting so long since my last orgasm. It has been over three months, after all. I started whimpering and pleading, not even about anything specific. I was just saying, “Please, please…”

I saw in My Lady’s eyes exactly how turned on she was getting from my begging. In one semi-smooth motion (she was pretty well drunk, after all), she leaned over and gave me a deep, wet kiss as she fished my cock out of my underwear and gave it a tight squeeze.

When ML and I get drunk, we get real horny and real loud. Soon both of us were moaning and breathing heavy as she continued to kiss me as she straddled my lap. She kissed me hard, still stroking and squeezing my cock. Suddenly, with an almost angry-like growl, ML jumped off of my lap and onto the floor. Before I had a chance to say anything, My Lady grabbed my cock and shoved her mouth down on it.

I know that is a weird way to describe it, but there really is no other way.She didn’t suck it into her mouth, she didn’t give me a blowjob; she nearly attacked me, using my cock to satisfy her craving. It was crazy, watching her be so aggressive.

After she was done sucking my cock, she sat back and we watched some more of the movie… yes, that also seems weird, I know. But this is kinda what we do when we get drunk: we go back and forth, yet there’s a sexual charge in everything. ML sent me to get her another drink, and when I returned she was laying on the couch with her legs spread and pussy exposed. I knew immediately what she wanted.

I licked her pussy as well as I could while under the influence (which isn’t much worse than my sober pussy eating). After a few minutes, ML pulled me up and demanded that I fuck her nice and good. I thrusted my cock into her pussy fast and hard, but I could only manage a few strokes before I felt my orgasm coming on. Again and again I edged myself inside her pussy, until I almost pushed myself a little too far. To be safe, I pulled out quickly and jumped off the couch. ML rolled to her side, into a kneeling position over the front of the couch.

When I saw her ass bent over the couch like that, the animal in me took over. I grabbed her hips and pulled her into my cock, pushing into her as deep asi could. She squealed, possibly loud enough for the neighbors to hear, but I didn’t mind. I began pounding her from behind, slapping against her ass with each thrust into her wet pussy. I realized the alcohol was helping my “staying power,” so I continued fucking her even as her moans got louder. It wasn’t long before I felt her pussy gripping my cock as she came hard. I wasn’t prepared for that, and I had to pull out quickly one again before losing my load of cum inside her pussy.

It was another crazy night for the two of us, which is pretty much standard when we have one of our drinking dates. I’m home again tonight, and I asked ML earlier today if things were going to be a little calmer. She responded, “I dunno! We’ll have to see!” I guess I should be prepared for anything, as usual. 🙂

Jailbird: Does the Price Fit the Device?

Posted by JonMustWait on April 30, 2015
Posted in: Advice, Male Chastity. Tagged: , , , , , , . 2 comments

One of our Tumblr followers (tumblers?) asked the following question:

How do you find the Jailbird? Was it worth the money?”

Rather than be all, “Go check out my Jailbird review post,” I decided to answer this a little more directly. Whether I like the device is not quite the same as whether or not it’s worth the price tag.

Is the JB worth the money? Short answer: yes. Long answer: yes, if you are using it for more lengthy chastity periods.

The Jailbird’s most value comes from its long term durability. It’s literally as strong as steel; as long as you don’t attack it with a blowtorch (not recommended, especially when in use), your device should hold up fine. Issues with cracking and/or breaking that come with the territory with other devices are non-existent with the JB. Cleaning maintenance is also a breeze – you can scrub it, soak it in soap and water, or you can even throw it in the dishwasher!

The one situation where I wouldn’t necessarily recommend the JB is in the case of casual or short term chastity sessions. If you are only wearing your chastity device for a few hours at a time, you can get the same results with a CBX or a BON4 at a more affordable price. It’s a lot like bowling – if you’re just hanging out and having fun, you can use an alley ball; if you join a competitive weekly league, you might want to get your own equipment.

And yes, I purposely used an analogy involving “balls” and “equipment” to make a comparison to chastity.

Tied Down & Teased

Posted by JonMustWait on April 29, 2015
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It’s been a little while since I posted; with all of the drama over the past couple of weeks, it’s been difficult for me to get the time to post, much less the motivation. All of this craziness, along with ML’s cycle had thrown a wet blanket over our libidos. This is precisely why it felt nice to finally get back to some sexy fun teasing games last night.

After some kissing and hot and heavy touching following the kids’ bedtime, My Lady suggested that we move to the bedroom and find something on TV to watch. “I’m going to tease your cock for a little bit,” she said with a wicked smile. Not much longer after that, we were in the bedroom and ML was attaching the cuffs from under the mattress to my ankles and wrists.

My Lady began by touching me everywhere on my body except my cock. She lightly dragged her fingernails up my stomach and chest, my body rising up to meet her touch. She then caressed my hips, sliding her fingertips up the sides of my body, making me shudder in the process. It felt wonderful how she was loving every part of my body, not just the parts that were desperate for her attention. Soon I was moaning from just a touch of her fingers.

Her hands surrounded the base of my cock and balls and she squeezed gently, drawing a sharp gasp from me as my hips thrusted upwards. This was not acceptable to My Lady, and she sat with her legs across my midsection, holding me down as she stroked my cock. I tried to thrust up again without success; I was cuffed and held down by ML, unable to move.

My Lady continued stroking my cock constantly and steadily as my body began to shake and shudder. The stimulation of her hands felt amazing, yet the frustration began to build as her stroking continued. My inability to get any more stimulation only added to the frustration. Soon I was pulling on the cuffs that held my hands and feed immobile, but ML still didn’t break her rhythmic teasing.

Once my frustration led to my whimpers of need, My Lady decided to make things worse for me. She stroked me hard and fast, right to the edge of orgasm before letting go of my cock, leaving it to twitch and pulse on my stomach. She edged me four or five times, the last of which she brought me as close as she possibly could to the edge without giving me a ruined orgasm. We both watched as my cock spasmed, waiting for the telltale ooze of cum that signals a ruined orgasm… but after about ten seconds of twitching, my cock stopped its not-quite-orgasmic dance and laid still on my stomach.

“Wow, that was hot!” ML said, obviously excited over how far she had pushed me. I looked at her with pleading eyes as she took my cock in her hands once again. “Let’s see if there’s any cum in there that didn’t make it out,” she said as she squeezed my cock with both hands. She wrapped her hands around the shaft and rubbed my cock between them – ML called it her “start the fire” move, I’m guessing you can imagine why. My cock began to leak gooey precum as she did this, dripping down the shaft of my cock and lubricating her teasing hands. Cuffs or not, I couldn’t lay still during this, and I pulled against the restraints as she mercilessly tortured my oversensitive cock. She continued rubbing my cock until the flow of precum slowed, then she stroked me hard and fast to the edge once again. I was moaning loudly by this time, unable to even think about staying quiet. I begged her not to stop, cried out to her… but of course she didn’t let me cum. She released my cock from her grip at the perfect moment, once again leaving me hanging on the edge of cumming without pushing me over.

I was completely drained of energy; I barely even noticed when she undid the cuffs on my wrists and ankles. I was still trying to catch my breath as she rolled over, saying, “Time for bed honey, turn off the TV and come snuggle with me.” I did as I was told, pressing my body up close to hers, my teased and tormented cock pressing against her back. I couldn’t help but grind against her a couple of times, making ML giggle. “Goodnight, my sweet boy,” she whispered. I drifted off to sleep smiling, grateful for the opportunity to please My Lady by enduring her teasing.

It’s Official: No Surgery For CM

Posted by JonMustWait on April 21, 2015
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Today the final nail was hammered into the coffin of the idea that I might actually have a pain free elbow. It has been decided that my blood pressure issue trumps my elbow pain… and yes, I realize that this is the best decision for my health. It’s just very disappointing that I have to give up my elbow surgery for it, and it’s even more annoying when the doctors I talk to don’t understand this. They think “we’ll have this sorted out in a couple of weeks, and then you can reschedule your surgery.” That’s great, if I could just up and take a month off of work on the middle of summer vacation time (fyi, I can’t).

So now I’m pretty much stuck indefinitely with elbow pain that is worsening by the day, makes it difficult to work, and even more difficult to enjoy kinky stuff with My Lady. With this elbow problem, we are going to have to be very careful with the games we play, and intense scenes are pretty much out of the question… and for how long, if there is even an endpoint, is anyone’s guess (ML will argue against this point in the comments, lol).

Honestly… it sucks. But it’s necessary. Taking care of my blood pressure is much more important that my elbow. If I can only fix one, the blood pressure is the correct choice. It just really sucks ass the stuff I gotta give up to make thar choice.