1. How I Learned To Please My Wife - Part 5


    Date: 2/16/2016, Categories: Cuckold, Author: allfours, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    to let him in, and I greeted him at the front door. He didn't wait for me to invite him in but just pushed his way through the door with that wicked, handsome smile of his. He carried a bag over his shoulder, and carelessly tossed it on the floor as he collapsed onto the settee. "Go and get me a beer, twatface," he commanded. Without thinking, I went to the kitchen and brought him back a bottle from the fridge. He eyed me sneeringly as he gulped it down. Vanessa entered the room just as he was finishing it, and my jaw dropped. She was wearing a skimpy, white dress which only just covered her ass, and from the clear outline of her body underneath it was obvious she had no underwear on. Her long, auburn hair hung loose over her shoulders, and the red, four-inch heels that she tottered on pushed her arse and breasts out provocatively. The only other thing she wore was her jewellery, which consisted of a gold necklace, a couple of gold bangles and a waist chain, which was just visible through the thin material. I couldn't believe she was going out like that, looking like a cheap hooker. Rick's face broke into a beaming smile, and he looked her up and down, like a man assessing his prize. He got up and gave her a passionate kiss, and I couldn't help but see one of his hands reach under her dress and finger her between her legs. I stood and watched helplessly as this man made my wife moan out loud with his fingers in her snatch. Her nipples stood out even further, and by the time ...
    the kiss broke, Vanessa was breathless, with a look of pure ecstasy on her face. He'd been in the house not five minutes and already she'd had her first orgasm. Her knees buckled under her and she fell back onto the sofa. Rick looked at me for a moment, and I felt my own knees go weak, but out of fear, not satisfaction. He told me to strip as he walked confidently across to his bag and reached in to find something. Immediately I obeyed and seconds later, I was naked and vulnerable. He smiled at my willingness to obey, as well as my nudity. A slight snicker escaped him as well when he noticed that I'd shaved every hair from my body from the neck down. Vanessa told him that she'd instructed me to do it, telling me I wasn't man enough to have hair. My face was scarlet as they stood jeering at me, but worse was to come. Rick came over to me, holding a brown paper bag. He met my eyes and held me in his powerful gaze as he slowly pulled a box from the bag. "Look, I've brought you a present," he said softly. My eyes widened and my stomach churned as I looked at the box. On the front was a picture of something silver and phallic. He threw me the box and told me to open it. I trembled as I did as I was told, and my stomach churned again as I realised what he had given me. It was a cock-cage. "Put it on, fuckface," he commanded. I looked at him then Vanessa, helplessly. He shouted his command, louder this time, making me jump. I looked at the assortment of parts, and slowly worked out ...
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