1. Not Today!


    Date: 7/24/2016, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Voyeur, Author: magas911, Source: xHamster

    Can Tim stand up for himself? &#034NO!&#034 Everyone froze. The whirl of activity that had ruled this nightmare came to a screeching halt. &#034NO MORE!&#034 The roars had come from me. Everyone looked shocked. My voice had a volume and command I had just not been able to muster during the events of the last hour. But it was there now, and I was the center of attention, once again. Directly in front of me on the patio table, my &#034darling&#034 wife Cindy was being pressed under the body of Monica's husband Jake. Just moments ago he had entered her with his enormous cock, sliding in ever so slowly, splitting her to her obvious delight. Over to the left, bent over a patio love seat, his wife Janet and their other good friend Maria stared at me incredulously. Joe, Cindy's husband who had a cock at least the equal of Jake's buried in Janet's pussy from behind, while Cindy was eagerly guiding and stimulating the action orally, licking Joe's shaft on his out thrusts and growling lusty words of encouragement on the way in. Monica and Teddy were directly to my left, where they had placed themselves right by my ear, so I could hear what I was missing. Teddy was also incredibly well-endowed. So you might wonder how I got into this predicament. Here were four couples at a dinner party, seven people immersed in an orgy revolving around 3 massive cocks, and me. I was the odd man out. No booty for me tonight, as I kneeled in the water, bound to a railing in the pool stairs, welts and ...
    bruises on my face and body. A camcorder was aimed squarely at me recording each reaction for entertainment at a later date, with a male chastity device firmly clamped to my penis. My penis. That was the flashpoint for this entire mess I was in. Let me bring you up to date. Cindy and I have been married for 6 years. We settled in her hometown, and lived in the house her Grandparents had built and called home until they passed, just before we married. We're both 32, but she was born a month earlier than me. When we were dating, she used to make fun of this, playfully calling me &#034little boy,&#034 telling me to behave or act my age, and remarking how she has to teach me everything. It was all in fun. We were soulmates. We would finished each others sentences and the sex was great. I always made sure to be gentle, but firm in my touch, kept myself well-manicured and groomed so that she would never have a reason to refuse me. She did the same for me, and we were very happy. We lived the American dream, down to the white picket fence. I didn't care much for her friends, Monica, Cindy and Janet. They had all known each other from high school, and by coincidence the three of them and their husbands had all recently moved back to our town. I was made to feel like the outsider. Cindy's friends were hot. I used to get excited when they would first come to our house. They were voluptuous, thin waisted, with &#034touch me&#034 skin, long legs and heart shaped butts. Always a shy guy ...
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