12-07-2015, 04:03 PM
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Join Date: Dec 2015
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My Evolution Into Cuckoldry
My ame is Dave and I have been a cuckold in chastity for 8 years now. I was raised in a conservative, religious home and so was my wife, but I always had a perverted side that I kept deeply hidden. As a teen I was always drawn to the girls with a reputation for being a slut even though I knew I had a little dick.
When I met my wife she was the exact opposite of every female I had been with before. She was a virgin, reserved, inhibited, conservative and very religious. For some reason I was still drawn to her and after 1.5 years of dating we got married. It didn't take long after we tied the knot for me to begin fantasizing about her fucking other men.
About 4 years into our marriage she caught me sending naked pictures of her and asking men what they would do to her. That was her first insight into my perversion, but her religious background kept her from doing anything but being furious with me.
A few years later she caught me again. The fight was equally as bad as the first, but this time she made me admit that I wanted other men to fuck her. She refused to fuck me for four months telling me that I didn't value her pussy so I didn't deserve it. Neither of us knew it but we had bothset the stage for her to cuckold me.
Several years passed without her catching me anymore. Our sex life took off, her inhibitions dropped and we began to explore sexual boundaries with bondage, public flashing and nudity, semi-public sex, masturbation, CBT, foot fetish and others.
Then 8 years ago we were talking and joking as she was preparing to go out of town for a business trip. She joked thatwhile she was out of town she may just find a boyfriend. My heart raced. Before I could catch myself I told her that I really hoped she did. Things turned serious very quickly as she asked me if I was serious. I was in too deep to back down, so I said that I was. She sat down on the bed next to me and said "You need to know that if I fuck another man then you don't get my pussy ever again, because you had it and you gave it away, so it doesn't belong to you anymore" I was floored. This was proceeding faster than I had expected, but she was giving me a chance to back out. I hesitated. She asked me if I was seriously considering it. I admitted that I was. That did it. She told me that it was obvious what I wanted and she was ready to go there since I was. I didn't beleive her.
Four day later she returned from her trip. We had not spoken of the boyfriend discussion the entire time she was gone. We ended up on the bed and she fished my little dick out of my pants and got it hard. I was horny as hell and dripping precum when she leaned in close and whispered in my ear "No pussy for you ever again. You got your wish." I didn't beleive her until she grabbed her digital camera and showed me pictures of her posing with a cock, sucking that cock, that cock in her pussy and finally her laying on her hotel bed spread wide with cum running out of her pussy.
My head was spinning. I couldn't beleive she had really done it! I was elated that she had, but distressed that she was serious about not fucking me anymore. As if she read my mind she tapped my throbbing cock with her finger and said "No more pussy for you!" to it. Then she looked at me and very seriously told me I better not ever fuck another woman and she better not ever catch me jacking off. The next few days were crazy. We talked a lot and I stayed horny as hell the entire time. She kept insisting that I was not to get off because I had access to all of the pussy I could handle and I chose to give it away, so I didn't deserve sexual pleasure. I figured she would eventually relax on this rule in some manner, but I was wrong. About a week later she came to me and said she wanted some form of guarantee that I wasn't getting off. I knew what she wanted, but she didn't. I knew of chastity devices like cock cages, but she was still naive about such things.
Finally after a few more days of her adamantly insisting that she needed to be able to know for a fact that I was not getting off I told her about cock cages. As I knew she would, she loved the idea. Soon we were online searching for one she liked. The metal ones were expensive, so we settled on a reasonably priced plastic one. It turned out the plastic was quite sturdy. She locked my cock and balls in it and expressed her joy at finally being able to trust that I was not getting off.
That was 8 years ago. I have been locked in a cock cage every since. I am only allowed out of it for showers. The shower curtain is clear and she monitors me during my shower to make sure I don't pleasure myself. Her sex life has evolved quite nicley in those 8 years. I am fully cuckolded by her, right down to it being public knowledge among our friends and some of our family. She has several regular boyfriends that fuck her on a very regular basis. My only release of pressure is the occasionaly wet dream, which lately happens less and less. She still gives me a regluar CBT session and we both have noticed that my balls are shrinking, no doubt to lack of use (something I didn't know could happen).
When all is said and done, I am a very happy man. I experience tremendous pleasure hearing her cum on another man's cock and hearing him grunt and moan ashe cums in her. After getting fucked by another man we often kiss passionately and lovingly. I always lick her clean after they have finishedwith her, something that I suggested and now she loves for me to do and always orgasms as I do it. As I said, I am a very happy man!
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