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I recently had another opportunity to experience being the cuckold. I am the boyfriend and I was cuckolded by the husband. Isn’t that the way this is supposed to work? In our relationship it is, at least some of the time. The reality is that neither Jon or I are “Bulls,” we are both submissive to Michele and we do what she wants. On this particular day she wanted to be filled by a big cock. So, I got to be the one to get everyone ready and clean up after.

Michele and Jon were on the bed naked, I was not only locked in my steelheart but I stayed clothed, there was no need for me to be naked. I wasn’t being used for anything more than a tool in their desire. It started by Michele instructing me to lick her pussy, while I stroked Jon’s cock, getting them both ready for the sex we were all eagerly awaiting. I quickly got into position between Michele’s legs and started licking her pussy. It didn’t take long at all to get her nice and wet. The hardest part for me was stopping. I love licking her pussy so much and want to give her an orgasm so badly but that is not what I was there for either. While I was licking Michele’s pussy, I was stroking Jon’s cock with my right hand. I don’t know if it was my hand on his cock or just the thrill of watching us but it was pretty hard when Michele was ready. I used my mouth to gently wet the tip of his cock with my tongue as my lips were wrapped around the tip. Jon was definitely ready to go after that.

They were both ready, so I helped guide Jon’s cock into Michele’s wet, waiting pussy. I say I guided it but, really, they were both very ready so it didn’t take much. Then, I sat to the side quietly where I had a good view of what was happening and watched as Michele had a nice orgasm and came on Jon’s big, hard cock.

Once Michele was satisfied she told Jon to fill her pussy with cum. She said she wanted to feel him cum deep inside her. Jon was happy to oblige and quickly filled her with a large load of hot cum. Jon hadn’t been allowed to orgasm in quite some time so his balls were very full of cum. As he pulled out, I positioned myself for my turn. I moved to a kneeling position at the foot of the bed. His cock was covered with cum, his and Michele’s. She can really cum a lot and I could tell that she did. I took a minute to clean Jon off first. I started by licking the cum off the shaft of his cock, starting near the base and ending with my tongue on the tip of his cock. Then I wrapped my hand around the base and pulled towards the tip. A nice big drop of cum came out of the tip of his dick. It was actually more than just a drop, it was enough that it was about to drip off the end. I couldn’t let that happen so I quickly licked the cum off the tip and wrapped my lips around the head of his still hard, very large cock. With my tongue just resting on his frenulum, I again used my hand to pull any remaining cum that was in his cock out onto my tongue and into my mouth. I gently sucked as I pulled my lips from around the head of his cock to make sure nothing was left behind. It’s possible that I was also trying to give Jon one last little bit of pleasure before he was done. I’m pretty sure he was left wanting a little more.

I wanted a little more too. A lot more actually, so I turned to Michele who was laying on her back now near the end of the bed. Michele wanted more, too and had enough waiting, she told me it was time to take care of her. I started, as I often do, by using my tongue to take nice long licks starting below the opening of her pussy and working up to her clit. I widened my tongue out and took gentle but firm licks to make sure I got any cum that might be trying to drip down and escape my reach. After that was under control I moved my attention up to her clit, licking and gently sucking making sure I got any cum that might still be there. I usually try to make sure to focus there since it is so enjoyable. Then I moved back down to the opening of her pussy, covered her opening with my mouth and tried to lick the cum out of her hole. At this point, Michele pushed all the sex out of her pussy into my waiting mouth covering my tongue with a mixture of her cum and his. I’m pretty sure we both enjoyed this very much.

Once Michele was cleaned up I tried to continue to lick her pussy for as long as she would let me. Sometimes she will cum on my tongue again, giving me even more to clean up and the incredible satisfaction of bringing her pleasure. Other times she will simply tell me I’ve been a “good boy” and it’s “time to be done” because I am, after all, her cum slut and there to clean up. 

After we were done, they got dressed, and we all went and sat on the couch in the living room to relax and recover. I basked in the wonderful sub space I was in. I am sure I had a big smile the rest of the day.

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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. 😁

Shannon left us an amazing comment recently and asked, what I thought was, a great question! We genuinely love when readers engage and ask thoughtful things like this. 

Shannon asked: “Do the three of you have discussions about John being favored for intercourse over cagedmonkey?”

One of the biggest realities of our dynamic is that it’s fluid. It doesn’t follow a fixed script, and it definitely doesn’t always line up with how these relationships are often portrayed in kink tropes or fantasy scenarios.

There are plenty of times when it might look like John is favored, especially during the lead-up. We’ll tease & edge cagedmonkey for days, sometimes a full week before John even arrives. On the surface, it can feel like John and I are the ones holding the power together, until the moment actually comes, and then… the roles can flip entirely. We don’t have sit down over coffee discussions so much as fantasy chats where we talk about different ideas or things we might want to try and see how they feel. 

Ironically, John often finds himself in the cuckold role… supporting, assisting, and serving while cagedmonkey is the one who gets to feel me and enjoy that sweet release. 😁 Other times, it goes the opposite way where cagedmonkey is the one denied, restrained, teased, or made to watch and want. There isn’t a hierarchy carved in stone, and there’s no scorecard being kept.

That’s the part people sometimes miss: real-life dynamics aren’t clean-cut. They’re responsive. We do what feels right in the moment, based on energy, desire, and connection… not on what we think we’re supposed to do.

And ultimately, it all comes down to Me. They both know that. Who is touched, who watches, who waits, who serves, it happens because that’s what I want, in that moment. That control, that ability to let the dynamic breathe and evolve… that’s the real beauty of being the woman in charge.

Thanks again for reading, and for being curious enough to ask. That’s what keeps these conversations fun and real. 

Look forward to more.

M

Being long distance means staying connected in our kinky dynamic can be a challenge at times. One of the ways we manage that is through a group chat. Most days it is light and sporadic. Some casual conversation, a bit of kinky talk, and sometimes a small task for one of us subs. Other times it is simply checking in and staying present with one another.

Then there are nights like last night. Hours of nonstop conversation. Much of it kinky, and some of it very kinky. We use this time to talk openly about our wants and desires. Part of that includes revisiting memories of things we have already experienced together, usually focusing on one or two moments at a time.

It gives us space to share what we especially enjoyed or what left us craving to experience it again. Pictures often get exchanged, and quite frequently some are taken in real time to show just how strongly one of us, or all of us, are reacting to the conversation.

Clearly one of us was enjoying the conversation

We also spend time talking through fantasies. Sometimes we build on ones that are already part of our regular dynamic.

This often includes the person who first imagined the fantasy expanding it based on real life experience, while the others add their own perspectives. I particularly love discovering new things about myself through the fantasies of others. Just when I think I have a solid understanding of my own desires, I realize they were only the beginning. I love learning about myself and the people I care about, and I cannot think of a more intimate way to do that than through shared desire, honest conversation, and genuine care for one another. The opportunity to understand ourselves and each other more deeply is a beautiful thing.

As much fun as it is to relive past experiences, these conversations are also a space to share new fantasies. Some are ones we have never spoken out loud before, while others form naturally as the discussion unfolds.

As excitement builds, we encourage each other to explore and lean into those desires. It almost always leads to the same question by the end of the night.

How soon are you going to be here again?

Thank you for allowing me to share. As always we love feedback, please leave a comment or send us an email

John

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 😉

This is my perspective Of Madam Allure’s post So This Is What “What If” Looks Like

First off we did a lot of talking leading up to this. Mostly via group chats in the weeks (months, maybe) before we were actually together. Then we talked more in person. We wanted to make sure that each one of us felt safe. That we all knew that we had an “out,” essentially, we had a safeword that stopped everything if any of us felt at all uncomfortable with what that was happening. There was also discusion about limits, so we had a good understanding of what each other was willing, and wanting, to do.

We’ve mentioned before about the importance of expectations so that was another thing we talked a lot about.  One of these expectations was that we knew, M was dominant and she was in charge, I was submissive to M, and cagedmonkey was submissive to M. There was no direct interaction between cagedmonkey and me.

The most important expectation was that there was no expectation. Unless it felt right, and was organic, nothing was going to happen at all. Even though we had ideas of what we would like there was no “scene” and no script. Which was good because it would have been broken as soon as we started. Instead we followed M’s lead and we did what felt right, what felt good. And it felt really good!

I can remember that first night when we went to bed. At first this wasn’t about anything sexual, it was just the process of getting in bed. I remember that feeling of being the outsider (we were in their room, in their house) so I don’t know the “normal” routine, if anything is normal at this point. Anyway, we are all in the room, cagedmonkey was standing near his side of the bed, M was standing near her side of the bed. I was standing near the foot of the bed on M‘s side. M got undressed and was standing there naked. Then cagedmonkey got undressed and was standing there naked, except for his Jailbird of course. So there I was thinking isn’t this an unusual position to be in. To them this was perfectly normal. For me, well, not so much. So, I did what seemed appropriate. I got undressed.

And there we were, all three of us standing together naked getting in to the same bed, cagedmonkey on his side, M in the middle, and me on what would normally be M’s side. Normal, right? Well, oddly, it was normal. It just felt right. I have used a lot of words to describe this but I think it is important. The fact that it felt normal and comfortable is what allowed everything that followed to just flow so well. And it has ever since. I feel that we were very fortunate to have established a solid foundation from the beginning, something that we could continue to build on.

M did a great job of describing the sex that we shared that night. I would like to expand on how one of my biggest fantasies was fulfilled. I have fantasized about being “the cleanup boy” for as long as I can remember. I’ve been around a while so this has been a very deep desire of mine for possibly 40 years, maybe longer. It was amazing to watch M get her pussy filled with a very large cock. I was laying beside them and holding M as she came on that really nice big cock. I could feel the excitement of knowing what was coming next. Knowing that this has gone beyond a fantasy, I could briefly savor the reality of what was happening. Now I am watching as that big cock was sliding in and out of an already very wet pussy and I could tell that very soon he too would be cumming hard. I could feel as her pussy was filled with cum. And a lot of it. Cagedmonkey had not been allowed to cum for a long time before this and he emptied his very full balls in to her.

It was time for my fantasy to be fulfilled. Cagedmonkey pulled out and M directed me to clean up her messy pussy. This was the ultimate for me. To be told (instructed?, allowed?) to lick her freshly fucked pussy until every drop of sex was cleaned up. Hers, his, mine – all of it. And there was a lot. I could see how wet M was, and I could see cum dripping from her pussy. I didn’t waste any time getting started with big long licks so I would catch every drop before it dripped down and was lost. Then I was able to spend some time really enjoying having my face in M’s pussy. It was during this time that she pushed the cum that was in her pussy out and on to my tongue and in to my eagerly waiting mouth. Eventually I had to stop, most likely told to stop. I didn’t want it to end. I had been in subspace from the beginning but now I was in even deeper. I felt like I was floating having had such an amazing fantasy made real. I absolutely love that when I think of this now rather than a fantasy it is a memory of a very real, very amazing event.

After we were done we all checked in with each other. Individually and as group. And as we all came down out of our “space” we continued to check in. We spent time immediately after and over the next several days doing the very important work of caring for each other and understanding how we all felt.

So what’s next? Well a lot. I am looking forward to sharing so many fantasies that we each had and how we have been going about fulfilling them.

I hope you have enjoyed hearing another point of view. Please comment or email if you have questions or would like to know more.

John

I wanted to chat about the first time the three of us were together, sexually… Mostly because I know a lot of you want to hear the juicy deets! (do people still say that word.? Lol) I do think it’s important for you to hear about how we got to that point. You know we like to keep the “real life” aspect of this blog so that’s what you all will get. In real life you don’t just hop in bed with two men for the first time and do all kinds of sexy stuff.
Since you all are blessed with having all three of us write on this blog, I’m hoping the guys will come and give their thoughts on this, as well. I can only give you my point of view, obviously!


When we started all this I remember the three of us talking a lot. You guys know how much we have talked in the past about the importance of communication. It really is the most basic and fundamental part of any relationship, even one like this. Of course our conversations took a turn to a sexual nature, how could they not? I can remember talking (I guess you could call it fantasizing) about cuckolding – in a lot of different ways. We talked about forced voyeurism, where we would tie cagedmonkey to a chair and force him to watch, while John and I had sex. I started telling the boys about a fantasy I wanted to fulfill. I had always thought about having sex doggy style, over top of someone’s face. The thought of our sex dripping down onto and being rubbed onto someone’s face while they eagerly waited to clean up the mess that was inevitable. Ok, writing this is getting me thinking about it and  it’s making me quiver.

Anyway, I know you’re waiting to hear how the three of us ran immediately to the bedroom, stripped naked and got in position, right? You’re thinking John standing behind my big beautiful round ass and my husband waiting beneath the two of us… Just watching as his cock about to slide in my wet, waiting pussy. Ok well I hate to break it to you but it wasn’t really like that. Yes, at some point we went to bed, all in the same bed, and yes the three of us all got naked.

However, nothing happened immediately. We talked some, I  touched them some and we talked more. I got out my keys, for both guys, and let them both out so we could play, freely, if it felt right. We talked about things we COULD do and things that sounded hot. Mostly we talked about how we would all feel if one or the other were to be having sex with me in front of the other? We talked about how I was going to need to be worked up and made ready for sex. So… I had each of the guys take turns licking my pussy which was very new for me and yes kinda awkward! We made sure to check in to see if we were still all ok, throughout.

After a bit more talking, I guided cagedmonkey up on top of me, missionary, and allowed him to slide his big cock inside me. One of the other things we had talked about in general was having a “clean up toy” or basically someone to clean up the sex, and that’s exactly what happened that night. Hubby and I had sex, John basically watched, he and I kissed, touched, I stroked his cock and then as a reward for being so good he got to clean up the mess. It felt awesome, amazing, insane, scary, and even nervewracking all at once!

None of it was perfect like you’d see in a porn film. In fact it was probably pretty awkward to watch lol. I know I was very worried that I made a mistake with both guys and they both would be upset with me. Oh I had so much going through my head after… That can be another post about mental health on its own but in the moment it felt all kinds of things but good trumped them all. We all did good aftercare, we checked in with each other as a group and individually, multiple times.

The most important thing to remember here is that this all may not go exactly as anyone plans but you really do just need to communicate and things can still turn out good.


If you made it this far, I can’t wait to tell you how much things have changed and how some things haven’t!


Until then, thanks for reading!

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).

At first, Tom couldn’t believe it; he must have misheard. But when he asked them to repeat it, both Melissa and Bethany were in agreement.

His reward would be to get to see what it would be like for his cock to fuck Bethany’s pussy.

Tom was beyond surprised – Melissa had never shown any interest in “sharing” him with others; quite the opposite, in fact. She wouldn’t be okay with him having sex with another woman, whether she was present or not. There had to be some catch.

Of course there was.

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Tom was restrained tightly to the bed, spread eagle with his head almost to the edge of the foot of the bed. His arms and legs were pulled out wide and tight enough so that he had very little ability to move himself at all. Above him was Bethany, on all fours and facing the opposite direction. Her pussy was only a few inches above his face. Melissa had covered Tom’s mouth with a cloth gag – “to make sure you don’t lick anything you shouldn’t,” Melissa said with a wink.

And, true to their word, Tom was watching his cock thrust in and out of Bethany’s pussy.

To be fully accurate it wasn’t “his cock” inside Bethany’s pussy – it was a replica that Melissa and Tom had made about a year ago, during one of their longer chastity stints. Tom had wanted Melissa to be able to enjoy his cock whenever she wanted without having to worry about unlocking Tom unless she wanted to. They had a mold of Tom’s cock made, which they were able to make a sex toy out of that Melissa was able to use to fuck herself with. They hadn’t used it in quite some time, which is why it didn’t come to mind as a possible twist when his reward was described to him.

Not only was Tom subjected to the mind-warping view of his cock-clone fucking Bethany’s pussy, he was watching as Melissa fucked Bethany with his cock attached to her strap-on harness! Melissa was taking it nice and slow, allowing Tom to see every detail of the view in front of him. He watched as the head of his cock opened up Bethany’s pussy lips, how her tight pussy squeezed around his shaft as it pushed deeper inside her, and he saw her pussy pulse as it completely filled her up.

Bethany was also driving Tom insane because she was talking dirty as if Tom himself were the one fucking her. “Oh God yes,” Bethany was moaning, “your cock feels so fucking good, filling me up like this. Oh… fuck! Your cock is so fat and thick… Jesus fucking Christ!”

“You sound like me when he fucks me,” Melissa said, still thrusting slowly into Bethany. “You’re lucky, though… as badly teased and denied as he is, I doubt he would have lasted this long inside that tight horny pussy of yours…”

Melissa thrusted deliberately, hitting those sensitive spots deep inside Bethany’s pussy that made her quiver at the end of each stroke. Tom’s cock throbbed in his cage each time he saw Bethany’s body shake in uncontrollable pleasure.

“Damn, you’re fucking good at this!” Bethany said to Melissa. “When do I get to try it out?”

“I was going to ask you about that,” Melissa answered. “I prefer his real cock to the fake one, but I don’t want to deprive you of your fun…. how would you feel about fucking Tom?”

Tom suddenly snapped out of his dazed state. “Hmmph?”

“He likes it when I peg him,” Melissa explained, “so I don’t think he’d mind…”

“Oh my God, that would be so hot!” Bethany agreed. “Tom, getting fucked by his own cock… and using another woman’s pussy juice as lube! FUCK!!!”

Tom tried to protest through the gag – he was well aware of how big his cock was, how was he going to take it up his ass?

“You better hope she gets this cock all nice and slippery for when she fucks you with it,” Melissa taunted Tom. He watched as Melissa fucked Bethany slowly, the shaft of his cock-clone getting slick and shiny with Bethany’s natural lube with each thrust. Could they possibly be serious that he was going to be fucked with it next?

“Oh God… FUCK! You need to fuck me hard and me cum,” Bethany said. Melissa responded by grabbing Bethany’s hips and pounding the strap-on into her pussy. Bethany’s ass slapped against Melissa’s hips as she fucked her faster and faster.

“Oh my God, FUCK YES!!” Bethany screamed, thrusting herself back against Melissa. She moaned louder and louder until her whole body shook from a massive orgasm. Melissa continued to fuck Bethany as she came with deep hard thrusts, pushing her orgasm higher and farther. Bethany’s legs were trembling as her orgasm went on and on…

Finally, Bethany began to come down from her huge cum. “Damn, that was fucking amazing,” she said, panting heavily. “You’re lucky, that cock feels so fucking good!”

“I know, doesn’t it?” Melissa replied. “How does that make you feel, honey, that Bethany likes being fucked by your cock?”

Tom only groaned in frustration.

Bethany wiggled her hips ad Melissa pulled the strap-on out of her. Bethany teased Tom by wiggling her hips just a little bit, and lowering her pussy down onto his face as she pulled forward. He got a direct view of the fake cock pulling out of her pussy… thankfully, it looked pretty well lubed after Bethany’s orgasm.

“Ok, my turn!” Bethany laughed. She looked at Tom as Melissa handed her the strap-on harness. “Are you ready?”

Tom wondered if he even had a choice.

Under normal circumstances, Tom would have enjoyed watching a beautiful woman masturbating only a few feet in front of him. But these were not normal circumstances.

Melissa had restrained him forced into a kneeling position with his hands tied behind his back. With his thighs roped tightly to his calves, he was unable to thrust or move his hips in any meaningful way. Melissa was running her fingers up and down Tom’s body from behind, her her big tits pressing softly into his back. Her hands would occasionally wander down his chest to his throbbing caged cock, teasing it between the steel bars of the chastity cage.

Bethany was laying on her back directly in front of Tom, totally naked, her hands exploring her own body. She slowly and gently, moved her hands from her boobs down to her pussy, across her stomach and against her arms, slow enough to tease Tom with each small movement. She began to moan softly as her own touches began to feel better and better with each passing moment.

“Bethany has been telling me about how intense her orgasms are,” Melissa whispered in Tom’s ear, causing him to shudder. “She cums real hard, especially if she uses a wand to get herself off…”

“Mmmmm, yes,” Bethany confirmed, “but sometimes it takes a while….. the buildup is worth it, though.”

“Oooooh,” Melissa laughed, “He knows all about ‘buildup,’ don’t you baby?” Melissa squeezed Tom’s balls, making him groan as a surge of horniness flowed through his body. “Anyway… I figured, since she’s already here and playing with herself, why not let her use my wand to make herself cum? Would you like to see that?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Tom answered.

“Oh, I bet… in fact, pretty soon you’ll be begging her to cum for you…”

Melissa reached over and grabbed the wand and pulled it in front of Tom’s body. She flicked the switch to turn on the vibration, and gently touched the wand to Tom’s cage.”Ohhhh God,” Tom said as the wand worked its magic on him. His cage was vibrating all around his desperate cock, and he was beginning to fill his cage pretty quickly.

Tom was so distracted by the wand, he didn’t notice Bethany scooting closer to him. She draped her legs over his thighs and around his hips, pulling her pussy closer to the wand. Tom flinched when he noticed how close Bethany was to him, and it made both Melissa and Bethany laugh.

“I don’t think he realized I was going to use the wand while it was vibrating him,” Bethany said.

“Me, neither!” Melissa agreed. She passed the wand handle to Bethany and resumed running her hands all over Tom’s body.

Bethany scooted the last few inches closer in order to bring her pussy in contact with the wand while it still vibrated Tom. She immediately began to moan softly as the familiar waves of pleasure began to pulse through her body. She couldn’t help but grind her hips in tiny circles, pushing the wand even more against Tom’s cage.

Tom instinctively tried to thrust back, but couldn’t because of his positioning. He could only sit and watch Bethany slowly please her horny pussy while he himself was mercilessly teased.

Minutes ticked by, and it was obvious that Bethany was deliberately taking her time. Not only did she want to build up to a massive orgasm, but she also wanted to maximize Tom’s time being tortured by the wand. She teased him even further by pressing her ass against his legs and grinding her pussy even harder into the wand.

Tom could sense the wand’s teasing building to something else – Melissa had made him cum with the wand while wearing the cage in the past, so he knew it was possible; he also knew that it would not be pleasurable, and it would be more like a ruined orgasm than anything else. And the longer Bethany worked the wand on him, the more inevitable it was that he would be experiencing a caged orgasm once again.

Melissa could sense the change in Tom’s body; she said, “You better be a good boy and let Bethany cum before you do… a good boy always lets the woman cum first, right Bethany?”

“Mmmmmmm, yes,” Bethany replied, thoroughly enjoying Tom’s predicament.

Tom was in trouble: he couldn’t get away from the wand’s sensations, not while it was pinned between his cage and Bethany’s pussy. Bethany’s moans combined with Melissa’s touch were turning him on so much that he could feel himself being pushed to orgasm faster than he expected. All of this, and Bethany showed no signs of feeling rushed to get herself off. Why wouldn’t she just make herself cum?

“Maybe she needs a little encouragement?” Melissa suggested.

Tom wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer. Despite all of his efforts to fight it, the wand was going to make him cum soon. He couldn’t help it…

“Please,” Tom whimpered, “Please Bethany, please cum…”

“Ask like a good boy,’ Melissa whispered.

“Please…. Miss Bethany?” Tom said nervously. A loud moan from Bethany told him that he made a good guess on how to address her. “Miss Bethany, please make yourself cum…”

“Mmmmm, you were right, Melissa,” Bethany said, “he is damn good at begging.” Bethany looked right into Tom’s eyes, and she could see how desperate he was. “What do you want?

Tom was only moments from losing it. “Please, Miss Bethany, please cum for me…”

Tom’s begging triggered Bethany’s orgasm, and she began to wriggle on the floor. She moaned loudly as her orgasm began flowing through her body. She held the wand tight to her pussy as she grinded her hips against it, pushing it even harder into Tom’s chastity cage.

If her orgasm hadn’t lasted for a good solid half minute, Tom may have been able to get through the ordeal without suffering through a caged orgasm… Bethany’s orgasm lasted almost an entire minute, though, and Tom was cumming in his cage while Bethany pleasured herself on and on. She even caught him with a little bit of post-orgasm torture as her orgasm finished, and his cock ached when Bethany finally pulled the wand away from him.

Melissa reached down and squeezed Tom’s tortured balls, causing even more cum to leak from Tom’s cock out of the cage. “You were a good boy by letting Bethany cum first; I think you deserve a reward for working so hard to make sure she was pleased before you….what should his reward be, Bethany?”

“I might have an idea or two,” Bethany grinned wickedly.