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His Wife. His Keyholder. His Cuckoldress - Part 5
🕑 Added 2023-04-20 06:02:36 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
"Can I see it?"
Austin felt an instant sense of panic and a mild tightness in his chest as that innocent-sounding question fell from the delicate, soft-looking lips of Penelope's best friend, Monica.
"It?" Penelope asked, though she knew what Monica was asking about. After all, they'd spent the past fifteen minutes discussing the positive marital effects of Austin's ongoing chastity.
"His cute little caged cock," Monica clarified with a smile.
Penelope looked at Austin, offered a devilish smile of her own, and said, "It is cute, and I suppose it is quite little in the cage, isn't it, Austin?"
His face suddenly felt hot as both women stared at him. He knew Monica was aware of the status of his cock - Penelope told her everything - but he hadn't expected to be the subject of conversation as they all enjoyed a glass of wine before the girls went out for a night on the town.
"I...I guess," he said, hoping that his noncommittal answer would make it clear to Penelope that he wasn't comfortable talking about his cock with Monica in the room.
"Aww, don't be shy, sweetie," Penelope replied. "Monica knows all about your locked up little cock. She knows about the fun we've been having. She even knows that it's been almost thirty days since you've been out of your cage for anything other than a quick cleaning."
"It must be so hard," Monica said. She paused a moment before breaking out into laughter. "Well, actually, it's not getting hard at all, is it?"
Penelope joined her in laughing - for longer than seemed necessary, at least to Austin - before saying, "We shouldn't laugh. We really shouldn't." She still had a bright smile on her face. "It's not been easy for him. He's been better behaved than he was when I first locked him up, but you're right that it's hard for a man to spend a month locked in a chastity device without even a hint of control over his cock."
"I can imagine. My ex - Derek, the last guy I was serious with - would have gone out of his mind being locked up like you are, Austin. He'd get antsy after more than a few days without my pussy. I think it might have literally broken him to go a month without being able to fuck me, let alone to get hard," Monica said.
Penelope sipped her wine, leaned forward - showing off her cleavage in the tight red sheath dress she'd selected for the evening - and asked, "Has it been difficult for you, Austin?"
Penelope knew the answer to the question before she'd asked it and the smile that crossed her face made it perfectly clear how delighted she was with how difficult she'd made the past month.
She had, and she'd done so purposefully. She'd teased him each and every day, offering a surplus of physical contact and pleasure, ranging from random deep kisses throughout the day to spending a great deal of time either naked or in lingerie, especially in the last week, all as part of her stated desire to keep Austin in a state of intense, overwhelming desire.
"Yes, it's been difficult," he answered with a smile of his own, for there was pleasure in the relentless teasing. Of course there was. That was the whole point of being locked in chastity, of indulging in that sort of play with his beautiful wife. "I feel like Penelope has mastered the art of teasing over the past month, and I'm fairly certain she's come to find great pleasure in it."
"Is he right?" Monica asked.
Penelope nodded. "He certainly is. I know I've indicated as much to you, Monica, but I'll just come right out and say that teasing him while he's locked makes me wet. In fact, most of the time it leaves me utterly soaked. That's why Austin's tongue and that cock sheath I bought him have gotten a great deal of use over the past month, and even more so over the past week and a half. The more desperate he gets, the hornier I get."
Austin had fucked her with the sheath - which was essentially a hollow dildo that was place over his cock, either while he was caged or while he was allowed out of his cage - four times in the past week, and each time Penelope had enjoyed what seemed to be a massively pleasurable orgasm.
"Do you miss the feel of a real cock?" Monica asked.
Penelope held Austin's gaze as her lips curled into a decidedly naughty smile. "A little, I suppose, but the pleasure I get out of teasing him - and the orgasms I have when I'm turned on from teasing him - far outweigh the pleasure of having his cock inside me. Plus, Austin can last as long as I need when he wears the sheath and he can't last very long at all when I grant him the privilege of sliding his cock into my wet pussy."
"Thirty two strokes," Monica said. "That's so quick, and yet it wasn't quick enough, was it Austin? Now that you're almost done with your thirty two days in chastity, do you wish you'd cum even sooner? Do you wish you'd shown you're wife that you're far less than a minute man, that you're capable of being a literal two pump chump?"
"Yes," Austin admitted. Had he cum quicker he'd almost certainly have been let out of his cage sooner. The difficulties of the past week - during which he'd spent every waking moment in a state of desire that bordered on overwhelming - would have been avoided entirely if he'd only managed to cum faster.
"I suppose I do miss the feel of a real cock inside me, though," Penelope said with what seemed to be a genuinely contemplative look on her face. "Not enough to abandon chastity play, of course, but I do miss it."
Monica stared at Austin as she took a long sip of her wine. She swallowed, leaned forward to flash her wondrous cleavage, and said, "That guy at the bar - the one you kissed while I filmed - would have fucked you."
Austin's pulse quickened as he studied Penelope's face for a reaction - of any kind - to her friend's not-so-subtle proposal that she solve her problem of missing the feeling of a real cock - a seemingly minor problem, as far as Austin was concerned - by fucking someone else.
"What do you think, Austin?" Penelope asked as both women turned towards him. "Based on what you saw in that video, would he have fucked me? Would he have fucked your wife?"
"Yes, he would have," Austin answered. "He would have been more than willing, in fact."
"And what would you have thought of that, Austin?" Monica asked. "If your wife fucked another man, how would that make you feel?"
Austin's gaze darted from one beautiful woman to the other as they both stared at him. "I...I don't know," he answered.
Penelope slid a little to her left and patted the couch cushion next to her. "Come, sit with us."
Austin stood and slowly moved towards his wife and her beautiful friend. Both women looked up at him and smiled, and as he was about to sit, Penelope held up her hand to stop him.
"Actually, take off your pants before you sit," she instructed. "Monica asked to see your locked up little cock and this seems like as good a time as any to do that."
Monica looked genuinely giddy at the idea of seeing Austin's chastised cock, which helped him get over the nerves he felt at the idea of exposing himself in that manner. After all, his dick was decidedly unimpressive in its cage.
"Go ahead," Penelope said softly. "Show us both your little caged cock and then you can sit between us."
Austin's fingers trembled just a little as he stepped out of his shoes, unbuttoned his pants, and slowly lowered the zipper. It would have been the world's worst striptease were he actually trying to arouse his wife and her friend, for he must have seemed terribly nervous.
It wasn't long before Austin was naked from the waist down, though, and for a few moments all he could do was stare at the couch cushion, for the idea of meeting the gaze of either woman felt deeply uncomfortable.
"I've never seen anything like it," Monica said.
"It's really quite something, isn't it?" Penelope replied.
"What happens when he gets turned on?" Monica asked.
Penelope laughed softly. "Why don't we find out? Austin, my love, sit on the couch. Sit between us."
Austin approached the couch, turned around, and sat between the two exceedingly beautiful women in low cut, tight dresses that would no doubt draw the stares of every single guy in whatever bar or club they ended up in that night.
Both women immediately moved closer. Austin felt Monica's thigh against his and looked down to see their legs touching. He felt the warmth of her breath against his neck as she leaned closer. Penelope did the same and that was all it took for Austin's cock to try and stir to life in the tight confines of its cage.
"May I touch him?" Monica asked.
"Of course," Penelope replied.
Austin held his breath as Monica rested her hand on his knee. It remained there for a few moments before her fingers traveled up his thigh at an achingly slow pace. Penelope's hand moved to his other knee and she matched her friend's movement, teasing him with her impossibly gentle touch and sending dual waves of pleasure towards Austin's crotch.
"Can you see it trying to grow?" Penelope asked. "Can you see the way his locked up little dick is so desperate to escape his cage?"
Melody let out a delighted giggle as her fingers inched towards Austin's cock. "Look at how it's filled the cage, how it's poking through the bars, how it wants so desperately to escape from its prison. Does it hurt, Austin? Does it hurt when you try to get hard?"
"A little," he answered. "It aches more than anything."
Monica's fingers reached his crotch and she ran them over the bars of the chastity cage, doing so slowly and touching the little bits of flesh that poked through.
"Look at all that precum," she said.
"He's leaked more with each passing day in chastity," Penelope replied. "There have been a few nights where I've had to put a condom on his little caged cock to prevent him from making an absolute mess."
Monica laughed and ran her finger over the tip of his cock, collecting some of his precum in the process. She held her finger up and Austin stared at the slippery fluid coating her flesh.
"You can feed it to him," Penelope said. "I think he might even enjoy sucking on your finger."
Monica leaned in a little closer and asked, "Is she right, Austin? Would you enjoy sucking your precum off my finger?"
"Yes," he admitted.
Monica moved her slippery finger closer and said, "Go ahead, then. Suck it clean."
Austin leaned forward, took her finger between his lips, and sucked it clean. He swirled his tongue around it and listened as Monica offered up a soft moan. A moment later Austin felt her lips against his neck. She kissed him softly and he groaned as the ache between his legs intensified.
"I can see why you like this," Monica said as she pulled her finger from his mouth. "The sense of power is incredible. It doesn't take much to drive him wild when he's like this, does it?"
"No, it doesn't," Penelope replied as she took Austin's caged cock and balls in her hand and caressed him gently. "He's completely at my mercy when he's locked up, and when it's been even a week he becomes something of a slave to his arousal. He wants to be turned on, and yet he knows he's going to suffer for it. That doesn't stop him from craving it, though, and of course he's willing to do just about anything for the chance to be released from his cage and given the orgasm he craves."
Monica kissed his neck again and when combined with Penelope's handling of his caged cock and balls, Austin's arousal reached an incredible height as his cock throbbed - and painfully so - inside the chastity device.
"You could make him do just about anything you wanted, couldn't you?" Monica asked.
Penelope leaned in to kiss the other side of his neck and Austin closed his eyes and breathed deeply as the pain between his legs grew, almost to the point of being too much to bear.
"I can, and I've already explored that power to a certain degree," she said. "He does more chores around the house than he used to. He serves my pussy a great deal more often than he used to. He didn't complain at all when I kissed another man, and he had quite the orgasm as I jerked him off while letting him watch the video and telling him about how good the kiss was. The best part is, I feel like I've only explored just a fraction of the power that holding Austin's chastity key gives me."
Austin groaned as both women kissed his neck while Penelope played with his locked cock and Monica caressed his thigh. He'd indulged in threesome fantasies when he was a younger man, but they'd never involved his dick being unable to get hard thanks to its encasement in a prison.
"So it sounds like, if you wanted, you could absolutely fuck someone else," Monica said. "In fact, you could fuck someone else tonight if you wanted, couldn't you?"
Austin doubled over from the pain between his legs and Penelope released his cock from her grasp and ran her hand up and down his back. She laughed a little, too, making it clear she didn't feel much in the way of sympathy for his suffering.
It wasn't his wife's laughter that worried Austin, though. It was the arousal he felt at the notion of her fucking someone else. Her kissing another man had turned him on, too, but that was a far cry from sex, and yet Austin's dick continued to throb as he imagined Penelope going a great deal further than a quick kiss on the dance floor.
"Austin, my love, are you bent over like that because your little locked up dick just tried to get hard?" Penelope asked.
He didn't answer. He wasn't sure he wanted to admit that he was turned on at the idea of her having sex with someone else.
"I think he is," Monica said. "I think he likes the idea of his wife getting what she needs, and since his dick is all locked up he can't very well fuck you, can he? And if he can't fuck you and you're missing a real cock, what else are you supposed to do?"
Austin sat up and looked at his wife. "You could let me out," he said.
"For another thirty two pumps?" Penelope asked as she reached between his legs and grasped his balls. She took a firm grip and pulled down, asserting her ownership. "Do you really think that's all I deserve, Austin? Thirty two pumps - probably even less this time, if we're being honest - from your cock before you explode inside me? Do you really think that's the kind of sex your loving wife - the wife that granted your birthday wish by locking you in chastity - deserves?"
Austin shook his head. "No, no, it's not. You deserve better. You do."
"Yes, she does," Monica said. "She deserves someone that can fuck her long and hard. Someone that can last as long as she needs. Someone that can satisfy her every desire before he cums."
Austin thought of another man cumming while inside his wife and his cock once again surged in the chastity device. The ache returned, but this time Penelope put a hand on his chest and pushed back so he couldn't lean forward.
"So you wouldn't mind if I fucked someone else tonight, Austin?" she asked. "You wouldn't mind if your wife - and your keyholder - invited another man into her pussy tonight?"
He shook his head. "No, I wouldn't mind." He did mind. Part of him did, at least. Another part of him seemed to want it, and then there was the part of him that agreed entirely that Penelope deserved someone that could last more than a few dozen thrusts before cumming.
"I suppose you could just end the chastity experiment entirely," Monica suggested. "I mean, surely he'd be able to last long enough once he got rid of that thirty day load he's been building up."
Austin felt an unexpected sense of panic at the idea of his time in chastity coming to an end. It seemed that his body and brain were in agreement that he wanted to continue the kinky play his wife had initiated as a birthday present. "No, I don't want...I don't want that."
"Aww, don't worry, darling," Penelope replied as she caressed his face. "You don't need to worry. I'm having far too much fun - and, let's be honest, you're a better husband when you're locked in chastity - to let you out. You're going to be staying in that device for a long, long time."
Austin was simultaneously relieved, excited, and a little terrified, in no small part because the look on her face and the tone in her voice made it seem like he was looking at a lifetime of chastity play.
"I don't know if I'll fuck someone else tonight, Austin," Penelope said, "but I like knowing that I have your support if I decide to let another man take me home, and I have to say that I find the idea of spending the night in another man's bed - and getting my tight pussy pounded by his big cock as many times as I can handle - does sound awfully good after I've denied myself real dick for so long."
Monica kissed Austin's neck and grasped his caged cock and balls. Her touch was different than Penelope's and there was something about his wife's friend caressing his genitals that felt so thrilling, to the point that he moaned.
"Oh, I think he likes it," Penelope said.
"I think he does, too," Monica replied. "And, I hope this is okay to say, but I like it too. I actually think I'm a little bit wet from teasing your locked up husband."
That turned Austin on even more, leading to yet another surge of lust between his legs.
"Well, perhaps we can arrange for you to have a little time with Austin in the future," Penelope suggested. "I'd have no problem leaving the two of you alone for a little while. You can let your imagination run wild, Monica."
Monica squeezed his balls a little. "I'd love that."
"For now, though, it's time for us to enjoy a night out while Austin works his way through the chore list I left for him," Penelope said.
Monica released his cock and balls and they both stood. Austin joined them and walked the ladies to the front door with his locked cock and balls dangling in the open air.
"I'll let you know if I'm going to welcome another man into my pussy," Penelope said as she opened the door. "I'm certainly wet enough that he'd be able to fill me with ease, but I'll have to find the right man." She stepped towards him, softly kissed Austin on the lips, and added, "Though I can tell you, my love, that it will happen at some point. If not tonight, then soon, as talking about it has opened my eyes to just how desperate I am to feel a nice cock inside me. I love when you fuck me with the sheath, but I need more, and you can't give it to me."
"No, I can't," he replied.
She kissed him again, this time with a great deal of tongue. Austin groaned as his cock surged in the cage and Penelope stepped back, blew him a kiss, and walked out the door.
"We'll see each other again soon, Austin," Monica said before she too blew him a kiss and walked out.
Austin stood there alone, horny, dripping precum, and beset by thoughts of his wife having sex with another man. Whether she did it or not, Austin knew he'd spend the whole night thinking about it, which seemed like it would be both a blessing and a curse. Either way, it was bound to make doing his chores more interesting.
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kevin
Remarkable, exceptional, no doubt a favorite.
Michael Fiorelli
One of your best!
