1. DON'T WASTE MY CUM


    Date: 10/11/2015, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: nyslutboy, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I sit alone in the dark except for th flicker of a TV. My wife (sometimes its my wife and sometimes it my girlfriend when I imagine it) had been out for almost and hour. Her only instructions, "Don't play with your cock when I leave. I want that cum for myself." As soon she left. I immediately strip and turn on some porn. I can get off to anything and everything. I guess its a sign that I am either extremely one minded or simply perfectly perverse. I like to think I am date perfectly combination of both. There in the dark I fun my cock and balls. From time to time I lean over and spit down on my own cockhead. I watch it run down the shaft to my hand while I slowly stroke. I am so absorbed in my pleasure I never hear my wife walk in. "I asked you not to do that. My God you're such a horny bastard. I think I have to teach you a lesson." I laugh at her comment. She is a formidable person and woman but not physically, but rather mentally. Sharp as a tack, perhaps brilliant in her field but like most women not even remotely close to a match for me in sheer power. She saunters over and runs her hand across my chest. I like the touch and cock springs up in response. I stand. My cock rubs against her jean covered legs and pussy finally resting against her slightly exposed stomach. She walk around me. Dragging her hand across my chest , over my arms and then to my ass. I reach back with both hands to grab her and pull her close and then it happens. CLICK! CLICK My hands are ...
    handcuffed behind me. I begin to turn and yell but a ball gag is stuffed into my mouth and quickly strapped shut. A hood is then placed over my head and I am pushed back onto the couch where one of my ankles are shacked and then chain is then connected to something else on the first floor. "Get ready to learn," is all she says and then the I hear her walk away and the door shuts. I am stunned and angry and excited all at once. I thrash about briefly and then calm down and wait. I fall asl**p. I don't know how long. I wake up panicked. Time is slipping away. How long has she been gone. Hours definitely, but how many? I relax again and then I hear the door open. My wife's walk is unmistakeable and even before she opens her mouth I know she is there. "Ready?," she says. I nod yes. She undoes the handcuffs and quickly redoes them in front of my body. "Good. Come on then." I expect her to help me to my feet but instead I hear other footsteps enter. One pair, two pair, three, four. My mind races. I am terrified that I am shackled and naked in front of God knows who. I strain to speak with the balls gag in my mouth. I feel my wife grab my balls and get close to my ears. "You'll never do this again I bet." She retreats and then I am pulled to my feet by my arms by two sets of hands. As soon as I am standing I am slapped hard and fall to the floor. My wife laughs. Just the location makes me understand it was her who hit me. I feel hands all over me turning me over onto all fours. I am fully ...
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