A gay adult story: Do I want to save this marriage CH 7 by Mr Shelby ,
We continue my wife’s party and she learns how much pain she can force me to endure.
Do I want to save this marriage Ch 7
Blindfolded and securely fastened to a wooden pole, knees digging into the floor, and having listened to my wife have passionate sex with a group of people for the last hour, I was beginning to feel exhausted. My cock was throbbing from being erect for what felt like hours, brought to the edge of orgasm multiple times but being shut down at the last possible moment. The pain was still flowing through me and every little bit of contact was sending shivers through me.
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Cindy had finished with her playmates and had laid down on the floor in front of me. I could feel her hair against the underside of my balls and her hands were firmly placed inside my knees, forcing them outward as far as I could possibly stretch with my ankles cuffed behind me. With each shift of her head, the hairs brushing against me, the tremors of euphoria radiated through my legs, crotch, and belly. My penis twitched and jumped with each wave.
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“I will need a little help here. I think we all know our part.” She calmly stated. A few seconds later, I felt a hand softly envelope my penis and heard someone working on the buckles that held the strap around my throat to the pole behind me. Everything seemed to slow down as I waited for whatever was coming. “Everyone ready?”
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Suddenly the strap around my throat was pulled extremely tight and I couldn’t breathe. At the same time the hand began to furiously pump my penis and Cindy began licking and sucking on my balls. The extreme sensations running through my body sent my heart racing and I was fighting to catch my breath. My mind was in overdrive as it fought through two very different situations. I could feel an orgasm building up in my belly, past the point of being painful but I was struggling to keep my consciousness. Just as I started to fall into a dark sleep, the orgasm overtook me and I could feel wave after wave of thick sperm shooting from me. I was bucking against me restraints and trying to gasp for air. The strap loosened on my throat and I slumped forward, my cuffs on my wrists catching against the back of the pole, and gasped for air. My body continued to shiver and twitch and I could still feel myself cumming. It felt like it lasted for over a minute as the hand slowly stroked me. Every time it slid forward along my shaft, I could feel the fingers tighten painfully more as it went toward the tip, milking every last drop from me.
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Finally the hand released me and I felt Cindy push off from my knees and start to get up. I heard her shuffle away, but I was too exhausted to really pay attention to what was going on. The cuffs around my wrist were released and I fell forward onto the ground flat on my face. My ankles were released afterwards and I curled up on the ground trying to get over the shaking and trembling from my release. I felt someone lay down behind me and wrap me up like they were the big spoon.
“Shhh, shhhh. Deep breath. Let it out. There you go.” I heard Steph whisper into my ear. She began running her hand up and down my arm and wrapped her top leg over mine. “Gotta relax. We aren’t done with you yet. Your lovely wife has a special treat waiting for you.” With that, she slowly got up from behind me, reached her hand down and helped me slowly get up from the floor. My knees were weak and wobbly as I stood. She gave me a light kiss on the lips and then turned me around. As the tears poured from my eyes.
What I saw before me was a bit of a shock. There was a large, padded bench in the shape of a “T” and Cindy was laid out across the long portion, her arms stretched out across the “T” and her wrists tied down. She had her feet propped up against the sides of the bench, knees raised and spread. She was a mess! It seemed almost like every inch of her was covered in sperm. It was on her face, chest, and splattered across her latex dress. She must have taken over a dozen loads on her. As Steph helped me walk up to her, I noticed something shocking. There was a slow, steady stream sliding out of her and running down towards the bench.
“That one was my idea. I want your wife to be a total cum slut now and you will be her little cuck bitch” Steph said to me and then used her toes to push against the back of my knee. I immediately buckled and fell to my knees, my face just inches from Cindy’s special surprise. “We thought you might be a little hungry after all you have been through.” With that, she forced my face into Cindy ‘s now discusting crotch.
I knew exactly what was expected of me. I began to lick all of the juices up in fear of more pain. Starting with the little that was slipping down, I began circling my tongue along her rosebud. Working my way up, I lightly licked her lips and up to her clit. I moved back down and began to slide my tongue deeper into her. I could taste the mixture of her juices and the sperm and it was not surprisingly, totally discusting. I felt her tense up and a flood of juice coated my tongue. It seemed like every time she was clean, she would tense up and push even more out. I couldn’t believe she took so many loads inside her. She had been so well filled and used.
As I seemed to be catching my fourth or fifth load into my mouth and lapping it up, I heard Steph whisper in my ear seductively. “It is hard to imagine that was from just one person. A real heavy cummer. I guess knowing that her sissy little slave would be cleaning her up made it that much more exciting for him!”
After a few final licks and not getting any more sperm from Cindy , I sat back on my heels and waited to see what was next. Steph grabbed me by the back of the hair and pulled me to my feet, my face wincing in pain. “Oh no, you misunderstand.” With a wave of her hand, gesturing towards Cindy ‘s prone body, she continued. “I want you to clean her up.”
With a deep breath, fighting the urge to vomit, I stepped forward and leaned over Cindy ‘s stomach. I placed my hands on the sides of the bench to steady myself and I began to lick and suck the sperm off the hem of Cindy ‘s latex dress. I am not sure if it was the act of eating someone else’s sperm, being degraded by Cindy and the group, or the feel of the slick latex against my tongue (not gonna lie, I had a latex fetish that Cindy never acted upon before), but I could feel myself getting disgusted yet again.
As each area of her body became clean I would shift a little higher, readjust my hands and scoot my body further up the bench. When I could no longer reach further up with my body sitting at the end of the bench, I started to wiggle around Cindy ‘s leg and move to the side of the bench. Gloria stepped up, grabbed my hips and forced me back towards the middle. Gloria grabbed one leg and Steph grabbed the other and pulled them apart and made me shuffle so that my knees were on each side of the bench. Cindy spread her legs wider and I lean across her body. As I stood there, licking the copious amounts of sperm off her latex covered breasts, I felt my ankles get cuffed to the legs of the bench and I could no longer move forward. When I tried to lean further to reach the bare cleavage and neck, I found I could not. Gloria and Steph stepped up and untied Cindy ‘s arms and helped her shimmy down the bench so I could clean her some more. When she was clean, she shimmied down a little further. Now I was looking her in the eyes. I felt her push upwards with her hips and Gloria slid a small pillow under her. Steph reached between my legs and grabbed my now half hard penis. She manipulated it until I slid deep into my wife. I reached out and grasped the arms of the bench for leverage and attempted to begin thrusting into her. She immediately grabbed me by the back of the head and hissed at me: