Date: 9/2/2017, Categories: Cuckold, Author: Little_wanker, Source: LushStories
Three years later ... John was well within his rights to ask, as it goes in the song, "Well, how did I get here?" Here was, in this sense, handcuffed stark naked to a chair in their spare room whilst his gorgeous wife was being fucked hard by her young black lover in the bedroom - their marital bedroom - next door. He looked down sadly at his fully erect willy and sighed. He simply could not control it anymore. Each creak from the bed, each groan from her lover and each lusty scream or pant from his wife coaxed another sad dribble of cuckold tears from his straining erection. He looked to his right to see, on the bedside table, his chastity device lying redundant. They'd secured his hands so there was no need to secure his penis. He looked down again at the sticky mess his cuckold tears had made and imagined the teasing and humiliation Jayne would heap on him when her lover had finally finished with her and let her come and see to him. Paradoxically, this caused another twitch and then a dribble. It was impossible to keep track of time accurately whilst she was with him. Well, by normal means anyway. He could only measure time by the number of orgasms each of them had had. John's best guess was that he'd had three and her at least four, though one or two of the longer ones could have been several strung together. That meant they were near the end. Probably only one more for him, most likely a blow job. Each of Jayne's orgasms forced him to acknowledge that her orgasms with ...