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"I'm going out tonight," Roger's wife, Cynthia informed him.
"Oh?" Roger said, pausing as he walked across the living room.
"Yes," Cynthia said, leafing through a magazine, not looking up at her husband. Then she added: "So, before I go, I will take care of you as usual."
That was code.
"What's it been since you were locked up? A week?" She glanced up from her magazine, and tilted her head to one side, waiting for his reply.
"It's been 14 days," Roger replied.
"Really?" Cynthia said, slightly frowning.
"Yes," her husband replied.
"Hmmm," Cynthia said, putting her magazine down on the coffee table in front of her. "Well then," she smiled, "I guess it's time I saw to that."
"Oh yes," Roger replied, feeling his pulse rising, "thank you. Thank you very much!"
Roger was wearing a CB6000 chastity cage. A year ago, Cynthia had begun seeing a much younger black man by the name of Tyrone, and by 'seeing', of course, that meant they were fucking. Roger knew this of course. But not long after Cynthia had begun fucking Tyrone, she wanted Roger to start wearing the chastity device; and, dutiful hubby that he had always been to her, he did so without complaint! The only time he wasn't wearing the CB 6000, was when Cynthia was going to see Tyrone; which happened to be about once a month, but sometimes more frequently!
"Then go to the bed room and get ready," was all Cynthia had to say, and her husband headed straight for their room!
The procedure was a fairly simple one---Roger would kneel naked on their bed, a clean towel spread beneath him, and Cynthia would come in and insert some sort of dildo, or dildo-vibrator combination into his anal passageway, and while holding there (and even pumping it in and out a little), she would proceed to jerk him off---or, as Cynthia preferred to call it, 'milk' him!
So, he waited on his hands and knees for her to come in.
"There you are," she said, cheerily. "Good boy! Very obedient. I like that!"
His cock was already beginning to drool a copious amount of pre-cum onto the towel beneath him as she came up and lubed his ass hole, inserted the dildo, and then proceeded to stroke his cock. It would have presented an interesting image to someone walking in at that moment. Roger---on his hands and keeps; head down and rump up; as Cynthia manipulated the dildo in his ass; and, while doing so, also stroking his cock; and looking for all the world like a one-titted cow being assiduously milked by it's mistress!
"Oh---god," Roger eventually began saying as Cynthia continued her ministrations.
"I'm going to milk EVERY LAST DROP OUT OF YOU," he heard his wife's voice saying.
"Oh---god yessss", Roger said, his voice muffled by the mattress on which his head was leaning.
"This is your reward," he heard Cynthia say. "You've been a very good cuckold lately. You know that? You haven't been bitchy, or nagging me to relieve you; and you know how much I appreciate behavior like that, right?"
"Oh--YESSS", he said instantly, his voice still muffled by the mattress and sheets.
Cynthia deliberately teased her husband by letting him get as close as possible to orgasm as she could, but at the last moment refusing him the final step!
But, eventually, and likely because she needed to get ready to meet Tyrone, he let her husband come; and, when he did, she grinned broadly, happily, at the sight of him dumping such a huge load of cum onto the towel beneath him! As he came, she kept saying: "Good boy! THAT"S IT! Oh yes. Let it ALL OUT! Get rid of every last drop!"
She soon let go of her husbands cock, that was already starting to loose whatever erection he'd had earlier.
"Well, there you go," she said. "What do you SAY?!"
"THANK YOU!" He gasped out loud. "Thank you SO MUCH!"
"That's better," she replied. Then she got off the bed, leaving her husband to clean up the mess they had just made together.
As he cleaned up he could hear her taking a shower, and then, by the time she came out of the shower, he'd cleaned up the last trace of his orgasm, and he'd even smoothed the covers, making it look as immaculate as it had been earlier. He knew his wife liked neatness, and he wanted to please her in that way as well as being her obedient cuckold husband!
When she was ready to leave to meet Tyrone, she allowed Roger a brief kiss on the cheek (but nothing more than that for now).
"Say Hello to Tyrone for me," Roger suddenly said, not knowing just why he'd blurted that out.
"I don't think so," Cynthia replied somewhat curtly.
"Sorry," Roger replied, feeling his face flush slightly with rebuked embarrassment.
She stroked the side of his face with one of her hands, and smiling, she said: "Tyrone doesn't want to hear from you, my dear. Okay?"
"Yes, of course," Roger replied, and then he added: "Have a nice time!"
Cynthia replied: "Oh---I WILL! Never worry about that."
Roger watched his wife drive away, and as he did, his balls ached a little from the urgent ejaculation she had given him earlier. Now he wouldn't feel quite so frustrated while she and Tyrone fucked! At least she milked him, he thought. She could have just as easily left him hanging, as she had before---but not this time; thank goodness!
The End
"I'm going out tonight," Roger's wife, Cynthia informed him.
"Oh?" Roger said, pausing as he walked across the living room.
"Yes," Cynthia said, leafing through a magazine, not looking up at her husband. Then she added: "So, before I go, I will take care of you as usual."
That was code.
"What's it been since you were locked up? A week?" She glanced up from her magazine, and tilted her head to one side, waiting for his reply.
"It's been 14 days," Roger replied.
"Really?" Cynthia said, slightly frowning.
"Yes," her husband replied.
"Hmmm," Cynthia said, putting her magazine down on the coffee table in front of her. "Well then," she smiled, "I guess it's time I saw to that."
"Oh yes," Roger replied, feeling his pulse rising, "thank you. Thank you very much!"
Roger was wearing a CB6000 chastity cage. A year ago, Cynthia had begun seeing a much younger black man by the name of Tyrone, and by 'seeing', of course, that meant they were fucking. Roger knew this of course. But not long after Cynthia had begun fucking Tyrone, she wanted Roger to start wearing the chastity device; and, dutiful hubby that he had always been to her, he did so without complaint! The only time he wasn't wearing the CB 6000, was when Cynthia was going to see Tyrone; which happened to be about once a month, but sometimes more frequently!
"Then go to the bed room and get ready," was all Cynthia had to say, and her husband headed straight for their room!
The procedure was a fairly simple one---Roger would kneel naked on their bed, a clean towel spread beneath him, and Cynthia would come in and insert some sort of dildo, or dildo-vibrator combination into his anal passageway, and while holding there (and even pumping it in and out a little), she would proceed to jerk him off---or, as Cynthia preferred to call it, 'milk' him!
So, he waited on his hands and knees for her to come in.
"There you are," she said, cheerily. "Good boy! Very obedient. I like that!"
His cock was already beginning to drool a copious amount of pre-cum onto the towel beneath him as she came up and lubed his ass hole, inserted the dildo, and then proceeded to stroke his cock. It would have presented an interesting image to someone walking in at that moment. Roger---on his hands and keeps; head down and rump up; as Cynthia manipulated the dildo in his ass; and, while doing so, also stroking his cock; and looking for all the world like a one-titted cow being assiduously milked by it's mistress!
"Oh---god," Roger eventually began saying as Cynthia continued her ministrations.
"I'm going to milk EVERY LAST DROP OUT OF YOU," he heard his wife's voice saying.
"Oh---god yessss", Roger said, his voice muffled by the mattress on which his head was leaning.
"This is your reward," he heard Cynthia say. "You've been a very good cuckold lately. You know that? You haven't been bitchy, or nagging me to relieve you; and you know how much I appreciate behavior like that, right?"
"Oh--YESSS", he said instantly, his voice still muffled by the mattress and sheets.
Cynthia deliberately teased her husband by letting him get as close as possible to orgasm as she could, but at the last moment refusing him the final step!
But, eventually, and likely because she needed to get ready to meet Tyrone, he let her husband come; and, when he did, she grinned broadly, happily, at the sight of him dumping such a huge load of cum onto the towel beneath him! As he came, she kept saying: "Good boy! THAT"S IT! Oh yes. Let it ALL OUT! Get rid of every last drop!"
She soon let go of her husbands cock, that was already starting to loose whatever erection he'd had earlier.
"Well, there you go," she said. "What do you SAY?!"
"THANK YOU!" He gasped out loud. "Thank you SO MUCH!"
"That's better," she replied. Then she got off the bed, leaving her husband to clean up the mess they had just made together.
As he cleaned up he could hear her taking a shower, and then, by the time she came out of the shower, he'd cleaned up the last trace of his orgasm, and he'd even smoothed the covers, making it look as immaculate as it had been earlier. He knew his wife liked neatness, and he wanted to please her in that way as well as being her obedient cuckold husband!
When she was ready to leave to meet Tyrone, she allowed Roger a brief kiss on the cheek (but nothing more than that for now).
"Say Hello to Tyrone for me," Roger suddenly said, not knowing just why he'd blurted that out.
"I don't think so," Cynthia replied somewhat curtly.
"Sorry," Roger replied, feeling his face flush slightly with rebuked embarrassment.
She stroked the side of his face with one of her hands, and smiling, she said: "Tyrone doesn't want to hear from you, my dear. Okay?"
"Yes, of course," Roger replied, and then he added: "Have a nice time!"
Cynthia replied: "Oh---I WILL! Never worry about that."
Roger watched his wife drive away, and as he did, his balls ached a little from the urgent ejaculation she had given him earlier. Now he wouldn't feel quite so frustrated while she and Tyrone fucked! At least she milked him, he thought. She could have just as easily left him hanging, as she had before---but not this time; thank goodness!
The End
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