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A Bully's Comeuppance: Part Three - An Unexpected Orgasm free porn video
The following two weeks were the worst two of my life. Not only was I
locked in chastity for the entirety of it, which meant being unable to
have sex with Abbie when we finished her period. She instead sated her
lust by either using her vibrating dildo in the evening or by asking me
to pleasure her orally. I didn't mind the oral sex, I actually quite
enjoyed it as she loved the pleasure it brought her and I loved when
Abbie had such a body-shaking, pussy twitching orgasm that made her
clamp her soft, sweaty thighs around my head. It was infuriating not
being able to penetrate her afterwards as we normally did when she
received oral sex, and by the one week mark I was tetchier than ever, my
body felt like it was a prickly rash of desire and hormones. I'd never
gone this long without sex since before Abbie and I started doing it,
and I felt like I was getting withdrawal. I couldn't wait for Marcus to
return, to meet up with him again to get the necklace and subsequently
the key to my release.
Marcus, hmm... I thought. Thankfully I'd not had any more dreams like the
one I had the night we went out, but it still shook me. How true was it?
I thought. From Marcus' manner and that text of his he obviously found
Abbie very attractive and I bet he would take the first chance to get
her into bed. But was that me just being ridiculous? I thought. Sure,
he's got a big dick and he's very charming, but that doesn't mean he's
trying to steal my wife! Abbie doesn't even know he's got a big dick
anyway, only I do, and I would hope it wouldn't only take that for my
wife of a 7 year relationship to leave me! Try as I might my thoughts
were occupied with ideas of conspiracy, infidelity, and though I was
terrified to admit it, Marcus' big black cock. It had to be the lack of
sex, I convinced myself. The lack of orgasm was driving me insane!
Abbie must have noticed my change in manner, as on Saturday 15th she
proposed something to me whilst I was getting out of the shower in the
en-suite.
"Sweetie, I was thinking about how much you've been struggling without
being able to orgasm this week and I think I might have come up with an
idea!" She called from the bedroom where she had just finished playing
with her vibrator.
"Oh, yes?" I replied sarcastically. "Is it: next time don't leave the
extremely important necklace with an extremely important key to your
husband's chastity cage lying around in restaurants?" I regretted it as
soon as I'd said it, I hated feeling this scratchy and I knew Abbie
hadn't left it there on purpose, but I was still sore. "Sorry," I
sighed, poking my head through the doorframe to where Abbie was lying on
the bed. "I didn't mean that."
"Well, I think you did a bit and if I'm honest, that's fair. Harsh, but
fair. And I've said I'm sorry a million times-"
"It's okay, I know you are. I don't want to hear you say sorry again,
it's okay. So what was this idea you had?" I asked, patting myself dry
with the towel.
"Do you remember a couple of years ago when we had the deal about you
wanting to try anal with me?" I did, and immediately knew where Abbie
was going with this. We'd agreed that if I wanted to stick my cock in
her ass she'd be allowed to try a strap-on on me. After much
deliberation I had agreed to it, not really thinking she'd carry through
with it. In the end anal sex hadn't been all it had been hyped up to be
and whilst it was nice and I was very grateful to Abbie for letting me
try it, we hadn't done it again since. Surprisingly, what we had both
enjoyed more was when Abbie fucked me with a strap-on with a clitoral
vibrator, an act we later discovered was called 'pegging'. I had been
extremely nervous and tense beforehand, but Abbie really got into it,
licking my asshole (which had felt insanely pleasurable and relaxing),
then lubing me up with a delicate, slender finger before riding me for
about ten minutes until she orgasmed from the vibrator. If I was honest
with myself I had orgasmed strongly too, to my surprise.
It hadn't felt like a normal orgasm, for starters. It had built much
slower and steadier, and it felt like my whole body was tingling and
fuzzy. I'd started to sweat and moan as Abbie rode me from behind,
really getting into the rhythm and pounding the strap-on against what I
assume must have been my prostate. A strange sensation of needing to
urinate had started to build and I'd worried we would need to stop when
it was overtaken by an overwhelming wave of pleasure and heat and I'd
squirted thick strings of cum onto the bed. Even after ejaculating I
still felt as if I was orgasming and my legs had turned to jelly and
felt very weak as Abbie continued to thrust into me before starting to
quiver herself and shake into an orgasm before collapsing onto me,
strap-on still buried deep inside. It had felt very nice, but as I'd
been showering afterwards I'd felt overwhelming feelings of shame and
guilt and had politely refused doing any more pegging afterwards. When
we'd moved house the strap-on had been hidden deep away in a storage box
and I hadn't seen it since.
Until now. As I finished drying my hair I saw Abbie lift it up from
under the bed and begin to twirl it in her hands playfully. I hadn't
bothered about the colour before but it struck me now that it was a deep
brown, not dissimilar to the colour of Marcus' cock. Again my mind leapt
back to the image of him unzipping his trousers and seeing his monster
cock flop out, and I shook my head to try and get rid of it. Well, there
was no way that was going to be happening again soon, and I told Abbie
as much.
"Oh, but why not? Why are you so against trying this again, we both
loved it the first time! Are you afraid that if you let your wife fuck
you in that pretty white ass of yours it'll turn you gay?" She pouted
mockingly and gave me a little giggle. I knew she meant it as nonsense,
but given recent events it struck home a little too close.
"No, of course not!" I blustered. "But I'm just not feeling that well
tonight and I don't think it makes sense to try it when I've got a dodgy
tummy. Maybe later in the week, but by then Marcus will almost be back
and we might as well just get back into our normal routine, okay?"
"Oh fine, you big baby!" Abbie joked and put the strap-on back under the
bed along with her vibrator. "Now move out the way, I'm going to have a
quick shower before bed." She smiled, pretending to elbow me out of the
way. I grasped her by the arm and swung her round back onto the bed,
climbing on top of her and resting a leg in between hers. She giggled
playfully. "Get off Ashley!"
"Say please," I joked, and gently rubbed my thigh up against her wet
pussy, sticky with juices from her recent masturbating. She moaned and
bit her lip.
"Stop it," she groaned half-heartedly, starting to buck her hips up
against my thigh and closing her eyes. I waited a moment and then
shifted my thigh down and away, making her eyes shoot open desperately.
"Oh no, please!" she begged, leaning up to nibble my earlobe, "I'm so
horny, I want you inside me..." she moaned, her hand caressing the smooth,
cool plastic of my chastity cage. "I wish I hadn't left the key behind,
I need you so bad..." As bad as it was for her, it was even worse for me.
To see my ravishingly sexy wife writhing behind me, her lovely soft
breasts gently jiggling and her cute pink nipples poking up invitingly,
made my heart almost burst with desire. My dick strained in its cage so
hard it felt it would burst too, but there was no way out. I had to have
sex now, my brain told me. Now, now, now!
"Okay, get the strap-on." I breathed into Abbie's left ear, bending down
over her so the tip of my chastity cage rested against her warm,
quivering pussy. She smiled and growled before wriggling out from
underneath me to grab the strap-on from under the bed. I launched in and
planted my face between her arse cheeks as she turned over, burying my
face in her beautiful plump butt and kissing and licking it madly. Abbie
squealed and giggling and her butt cheeks clenched.
"Naughty!" she tutted, pulling herself round so her feet dangled over
the bed. She slid one foot into the harness of the strap-on, quickly
followed by another and shimmied it up her luscious long legs until it
came to rest around her hips. She fastened the straps and I stared at
the long black dildo pointing at me at eye level. It wasn't half as long
or thick as Marcus', my brain interrupted and I tried quickly to quell
the thought as Abbie gave me a suggestive look and motioned for me to
turn around. I turned on all fours until I faced towards the bathroom.
Bed springs creaked as Abbie knelt down and I felt her warm, rapid
breath against my arse. I quivered with anticipation and could feel my
heart whirring as Abbie planted a soft, wet kiss on my right arse cheek.
I gave a breathless sigh as I felt an identical kiss graze my left
cheek, and then waited. After what seemed like forever I felt Abbie's
tongue gently snake its way up my perineum, where it danced
tantalisingly and made me shiver with delight.
Her tongue met my asshole and I let out an involuntary moan as I felt
the warm, wet flesh against my opening. She started to lick in long,
slow strokes similar to how I start off licking her pussy and I could
feel pre-cum building and starting to drip from the tip of my chastity
cage as she poked her tongue inside gingerly. A smooth finger followed
and I moaned and bucked my hips slightly as I felt it move in gentle
circles inside me. God, I needed this, I thought, fighting the urge to
press back on the finger and shove it deeper into my ass. The loving yet
forceful assault on my asshole continued and I felt Abbie slide another
lubed finger inside me, caressing me gently and parting my arse open bit
by bit. I squeezed down on her fingers and she giggled as she felt the
tension around her knuckles. I relaxed and her fingers jumped deeper in
until I could feel them tickling my prostate. I nearly came immediately,
the build-up of semen was that intense. A high pitched moan escaped my
lips and Abbie chuckled to herself happily as she continued to finger me
deeply, a third finger joining and spreading me open. My sphincter
burned briefly as it was stretched wide and I winced slightly, though I
knew this pain would pass as it had done before. Abbie stroked my
chastity cage with her other hand as she continued to gently but firmly
stretch my asshole wider and wider, until suddenly I felt the fingers
slide out, leaving me feeling empty. I heard a slight rustle and then a
mild and gentle buzzing began and Abbie hummed happily to herself,
meaning she'd switched the vibrator on. I yearned for her to return to
pleasuring my ass, but didn't have to for long.
Bed springs creaked again as Abbie adjusted her position and then I felt
a cool dollop of lube dribble into my ass and down towards my locked
cock. There was some further movement as Abbie prepared herself and I
felt the cool head of the big, black - stop it! - strap-on press against
my arse. We shouldn't be doing this, I thought briefly but then I felt
her soft hands around my hips and in an instant she thrust steadily
inside me, all the way. I gasped, groaned and moaned (although squealed
may have been the more appropriate word) as I felt the dildo enter me
completely, rubbing against my prostate gradually, filling me up. Abbie
leant over me as I panted and whimpered and I felt her warm breath
against my ear once more.
"You've no idea how long I've waited to do this again, Ashley," she
panted hungrily, "I loved fucking you in the arse before, hearing you
moan and squeal and whimper turns me on so much. You're never this vocal
during sex, even when I give you a blowjob, but this seems to hit all
your good points, doesn't it?" she said, wiggling about inside me and
pressing against my prostate, making me moan. "That's what I thought,"
she giggled and nibbled my earlobe as she slowly humped me. "I might not
be able to get you pregnant, but I'm definitely going to fuck you like
I'm trying." Oh my god she was good at dirty talk, I thought as I felt
her teeth leave my ear and she began to hump me faster and deeper. Oh my
god I was so blessed to have such a sexy, kinky wife I thought as she
pulled my hips back onto the strap-on, pounding against my prostate with
furious lust. The soft humming of the vibrator was drowned out by the
creaking of the bed, which was in turn drowned by my moaning and the
heady rush of pleasure swimming through my mind.
At some point Abbie flipped me onto my back and put my legs over her
shoulder before continuing to pound my greedy arse, but I was so lost in
passion I hardly noticed it. All I could see was her smiling down at me,
sweat beads forming on her forehead as she mercilessly thrusted deeper
and deeper inside me. I don't know how much time passed but after I
while I became aware that Abbie was looking flushed and her lip was
trembling, and I knew she was close to orgasm. Not yet, I silently
pleaded with her, not yet. I need to cum, please let me cum I begged in
my mind. I was so close too, my locked cock begging for release and
buzzing with pleasure.
"I'm gonna cum!" moaned Abbie, speeding up even more until her thrusts
seemed like a blur to me, "I'm gonna cum! Oh, Ashley," she panted, "I'm
going to cum deep inside you, baby. I'm going to fill you up with my
hot, thick cum!" I recognised these words through the haze of pleasure
as the words I'd say to her when I was close to orgasming inside her,
but hearing them from this perspective put me in a very strange frame of
mind. Images of Abbie flashed before my eyes, images of Abbie lying on
the bed, legs spread wide as I came inside her, images of Abbie lying on
the bed, legs spread as Marcus came inside of her, then one image pushed
me over the edge and I squealed and moaned as tendrils of warm cum shot
out of my limp dick and pooled on my smooth stomach. Abbie grunted and
squealed in unison as she orgasmed too and we both lay there for a
moment, quivering and shaking with pleasure. Abbie sat back and the
strap-on slid out of my arse with a moist 'plop'.
"Well I need another shower." I said, finally breaking the sounds of
panting and pleasurable moans. Abbie giggled and gave me a content
smile. She leant down and lazily licked up the cum that I'd shot onto
myself. She looked me in the eye and swallowed happily, before leaning
forward between my legs and kissing me passionately. I'd kissed her
after she'd given me a blowjob before and occasionally I'd felt the
taste of my own cum upon her tongue, but when I tasted it this time it
felt different. Trying to seem as content and happy as possible I gently
pushed her off me, gave her a peck on the forehead and climbed into the
shower to begin to wash again, rubbing the soap in between my quivering
legs and butt cheeks to get rid of the lube.
The orgasm had been phenomenal, but I don't think I've ever regretted
one more. Even last time being pegged had made me feel insecure, less of
a man and shameful. This time I felt even more so, as the image that had
pushed me over the edge of that earth-shattering orgasm resonated in my
head. It hadn't been me fucking Abbie. It hadn't been Abbie fucking me.
It hadn't even been Marcus fucking Abbie, as bad as that would have
been. No, the image that had given me the best orgasm of my life was
that of Marcus fucking me.
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