Tag: Cuckold

Since I’ve been locked in a chastity cage for the last little while and will be for the foreseeable future, I’ve had a lot of time to think about my past escapades and what got me to where I am today. I’ll try to keep providing updates on the progress and some of my notable experiences, but please be patient with me because it will take some effort to try and fully explain things properly and also find time to put things into words.
To give a little bit of background on how we started out and how far we’ve come…the wife and I both grew up in the shadows of a strict religion with a very righteous moral code. We met while in college, fell head over heels for each other and like many others of the faith, we were engaged and married in relatively short order. We were both fairly young (in our early 20’s), which for the religion and local culture was typical. As part of the moral code for the the religion, we weren’t permitted to have sexual intercourse until after marriage. Failing to follow this rule is considered a cardinal sin. It wasn’t easy by any means, but we were able to “keep it in our pants” until the night of our wedding.
There were a few times where it was almost too much for us and we definitely towed-the-line a time or two. She even surprised me one time by letting me see and touch her boobs, but besides that she hadn’t seen or touched my cock and I hadn’t seen or touched her pussy. It probably goes without saying that we were both virgins until the night of our wedding, that night was something else (both good and bad) but maybe i’ll expand on that in another time.
Since the first moment we met our chemistry was amazing, but neither of us had actual experience with sex. Just the bare minimum we learned in school and maybe what we had secretly “researched” on the internet. In theory we had an idea of what we wanted and what would happen, but we would come to find out the reality was a whole different things in and of itself. The culture we were raised in taught that sex should be “a beautiful thing between a man and woman who are married to each other.” There was never any real-talk about the pleasure aspect or how different anatomies can and will affect that, female pleasure and all that was swept under the rug or practically considered taboo. I know of several instances where a mormon wife never had an orgasm in decades of marriage and it was practically the same story EVERY SINGLE TIME. They didn’t think much of it (or tried to hide it), convinced themselves that orgasms were overrated or sinful, felt guilty/selfish when wanting it and had no clue on how to how change things. They all were tricked into thinking that by bringing it up, it would shatter the fragile masculinity of their husbands and they would lose their family or be considered a “whore”. It’s pretty fucked up, I know, and I always promised that i wouldn’t let that happen in my marriage. I made it a goal to do whatever it takes to make sure she comes first, both figuratively and literally speaking.
In the days and weeks after the wedding, our sex life started off fairly slow and awkward. It took some serious time to get comfortable with our own and each other’s bodies in such a way, trying to remind ourselves that we were married and the cast away the “shame” aspect that had haunted us for so long. Not having any previous experience or comparison we were able to get to a point where sex was enjoyable, but not so much that it was earth-shattering or super orgasmic for either of us. We both secretly knew that something was missing but couldn’t put our finger on the issue quite yet, this went on for probably the better part of a few months. Realizing that we needed to step it up, we started looking into stuff that would add some variety and spice to our bedroom time while still staying within the bounds of our religion.
The first thing we decided to do was purchase a few sex toys that could help take things to the next level. We were still too shy to go to an actual sex shop, so we found a reputable online retailer that offered discreet shipping. After being amazed at all the options and reading a plethora of reviews (since we really had no idea was was good or not) we ended up settling on a vibrator, some fuzzy cuffs and a lifelike dildo. The first time we got to use these items was a real eye-opener for both of us.
I recall the toys being delivered on a cold and snowy Friday afternoon…perfect timing. We were both settling down after a long week of work and school, we needed something fun and exciting for date night. Finals were also right around the corner so stress and tensions were high.
That Friday night after going out to dinner, we came home and decided to take a steamy shower together so we could work up to trying out the new toys. We probably spent a good 30 minutes in the shower touching each other as newly married couples often do. Upon getting out of the shower, she surprised me by slipping into some new lingerie that she had received from one of her girlfriends as a late wedding gift. It was a bright red top with a black thong and white stockings, she looked insatiable. And completely different from her mormon girl-next-door persona. I was instantly rock hard.
She then went and laid down on our queen size marital bed, told me to “grab the toys” and to get her warmed up so we could try them out. I opened the box to inspect what we had received and give them a good cleaning before use. The first thing that caught my eye was the size of the dildo, it seemed huge! It looked a lot larger than what was in the picture, and to both of our surprise was much bigger than me in both length and girth . “I thought this was supposed to be realistic” I told Nicole jokingly, with a hint of uneasiness. She looked at it and I could see her eyes get big, both with a sense of fear and intrigue. “Will it even fit?” I whispered. I didn’t have much to compare my size with up until that time, but she had always been tight, called me “big”, and “the perfect size” so i wasn’t sure if she would be able to take anything bigger. She replied with a seductive, yet still uneasy tone “I….I…don’t know, but you’ll just have to get me really warmed up and use lots of lube I guess.” I then grabbed the vibrator from the box, which seemed a lot less intimidating. I took both items to the nearby sink and made sure they were clean and properly sanitized.
I then went back to the room where she was still laying seductively on top of the bed. We started by making-out to help get things going in the right direction. We spent a good amount of time in foreplay, I made sure to caress her entire body from head to toe until i could tell she was ready for more. After receiving the signal, I picked up the vibrator, handed it to her and asked her to play with it and see what felt good. I watched intently while she moved it around her vaginal opening until settling right around her clit. I heard her moan a little “oooh” as it hit the spot and knew we were onto something. She lightly rubbed the vibrator on its lowest setting around her pussy for a few minutes, i could see the gears turning in her head, her facial expressions changing and her body twitch a little bit. This sensation was all new to her and it appeared to be intense.
After she couldn’t take it much longer, she switched off the vibrator and said “I’m ready”. I instinctively grabbed my dick and prepared to enter her. Before I had the chance to do so, she pushed it away, said “nope” and then pointed to the dildo. “Oh yeah” I said. I then grabbed the dildo, applying a sizable amount of lube to the shaft and around her vaginal opening. Before entering her with it, she asked me to put it against mine, so we could “compare the difference”. It was significant, several inches longer than me and probably twice as thick. I’ve never considered myself to be small in this department, but also had the self-consciousness to know that i wasn’t huge either. But this was the first time that she had really seen me against anything else in a similar form. Her eyes got big again and she kinda giggled, then told me to get a blindfold for her and we would continue. Just looking at this thing made her nervous, but maybe if she could just be in the moment while blindfolded it would be a different story.
I grabbed the blindfold and handed it to her. She instructed me to finger her a little bit and get her warmed up more. I happily obliged and went to work. I could feel her becoming more excited and after a few moments I grabbed this seemingly behemoth of a fake cock and slowly attempted to insert the tip into her vagina. I could sense her hesitation while i teased the head around her vaginal opening. She was extremely tight and this wasn’t going to work…or so i thought. I asked if she was ok and wanted to keep going, she replied “I will be, i’m just really tight and this is almost painful. But it kinda feels good at the same time…. keep going but take it slow.”
With that direction i kept going, taking it ever-so-slow but not convinced that she’ll ever be able to take it all the way. To my surprise she started to relax and the dildo slowly enter her without much outside force. It took a few minutes of slow and gentle motion, but soon enough she had almost the entire dildo inside of her until it hit a point where it was likely tapping her cervix. I had tried to go deep before through various sexual positions, but had never “bottomed out” inside of her or been able to reach nearly as far.
Her body language and voice started to change after this point. I added more lube around the dildo and started to move it in a moderate back-and-forth thrusting motion. She began to groan and i could hear her mumble “fuuuuuck”. This was the first time that anything besides me had been inside her for sexual pleasure, and this was obviously the largest thing to date. I took that as a good sign and started to increase the pace, keeping a close eye on her body language to make sure she wasn’t in any pain or wanted me to stop. Then to my surprise, she grabbed the base of the dildo from my hands and started to thrust it herself. In shock, i just sat there and watched intently. The sounds from both her pussy and her moans were like nothing i had ever heard before.
While witnessing this all unfold, I started to feel a random tinge of jealousy and insecurity hit me like never before. I didn’t know where all of this was coming from but it made me horny and excited in a way I had never imagined and my heart felt like it was beating out of my chest. For what felt like an eternity, i sat on the bed with my rock hard cock and watched her as she continued to thrust this large dildo in and out of her pussy, completely forgetting i was even there. She was taking it extremely well and her pussy gripped it tight. She continued to make deep moaning sounds and I swear she spoke in gibberish or latin at one point. Every stroke into her pussy was exhilarating for me to watch as a spectator, her juices now covering the dildo and she appeared to be wetter than I had ever seen. At that moment she was in a whole new world and we had unlocked a completely new side that both of us didn’t know existed before.
I then looked down at the dildo and saw a white creamy substance around it, “that’s different” I thought. Neither of us knew it at the time but she had orgasmed and creamed on the dildo, to my knowledge she had never creamed on my cock. I don’t recall exactly how much time went by during this whole ordeal, and I honestly didn’t care. But I knew it was lasting significantly longer than I could perform, by a long shot. She kept going until until she reached a point that she just couldn’t take it any more, her pussy was sore from all the excessive friction and being stretched out. After removing the dildo, she collapsed on the bed in a state of pure euphoria, practically breathless. We both cuddled on the bed for a while after that, completely enamored in the sexual energy of the moment.
She was in a state of pure sexual bliss and i was in awe. Neither of us knew what had come over us, but we knew we were onto something. We both felt amazing and excited in ways we had never imagined, and I hadn’t even cum yet. Neither knew of what exactly was in store for us or the difficult times ahead. All we knew was that we had opened Pandora’s box and there was no going back….
TO BE CONTINUED…