Date: Sat, 19 Nov 2011 00:17:31 -0600
From: Peter Graeber <graeberp@gmail.com>
Subject: My Sweet Wife 3

	The day had arrived at last. I awoke on my wedding day a bit
confused but very excited. I was getting married today to the girl of my
dreams. She was the most perfect, sweet, wonderful girl in the world,
except for the cruel streak that had showed its face in recent weeks. From
the outside looking in, she was the perfect little 'church girl'. She was
wholesomely attractive, well-mannered, clean, polite, kind, etc. as far as
everyone knew. She would also be, as far as everyone knew, a pristine
virgin on our wedding night. Myself and a few others knew better but we
weren't talking. In spite of my reservations, I couldn't take the chance of
losing her. Sure, she had some flaws but who doesn't? I was hoping that
those flaws would disappear over the course of our marriage (the earlier
the better) but even if they didn't, I was still madly in love with her and
wanted to make her as happy as I could.

	I threw back the covers and rolled out of bed. I was crazy horny
this morning, knowing that FINALLY the day had arrived when I'd get to fuck
my beautiful bride for the first time. I really wanted to masturbate but I
couldn't. My balls were sore and every time I began to stroke, they'd start
to ache so much that I couldn't keep going. I came very close to cumming
last night with Sandra and then was teased to full, throbbing erection
again by Angie but was never allowed to cum. Even after Angie went home
last night I couldn't masturbate. I longed to get the blissful relief of
orgasm but dick was sore from Angie's whipping of it and my balls were
swollen from the horrific kick she gave them before she left. I was
excited, but also quite miserable.

	I stumbled into the bathroom to shower. I had to be at the church
in a few hours and wanted to look my best for my bride so I needed to get
started. I followed my usual routine of showering, shaving, putting on
cologne, etc., then went to my bedroom and started putting on my rented
tuxedo. When I was finished dressing, I must admit that I looked great! How
could Angie think I was anything less than the best stud in the world? I
smiled at myself in the mirror.

	I arrived at the church about an hour before the ceremony. Angie
was safely tucked into one of the side rooms getting ready with her
bridesmaids. All the little church ladies were scurrying about arranging
flowers and looking like they were preparing for the President himself to
arrive. They seemed so proud to be a part of the event. Then there were the
usual husbands that had been forcibly brought along, standing around
smoking, talking about sports, their arthritis, etc. They looked miserable
and, having been in their shoes before, I knew exactly how they felt. They
wanted the wedding to hurry up and be over so they could go home and do
whatever it was that they had been interrupted from.

	I made my way to the room for final preparations were being made by
the groomsmen. A hearty round of applause went up from the guys as I
entered the room. Some were dressed, some were still struggling with their
ties and shoes but for the most part they were ready. Jarrod, my best man,
was there, looking dapper as usual. His fit form was well displayed in his
obviously personally tailored tuxedo. He smiled his big toothy grin and
called me to the side.

	"Looks like Sandra and me might be doing the pelvic dance again
after the reception. She's already let me know that she's looking forward
to some hot fun after you guys take off for the honeymoon. She said she's
got a hot idea for us. I'll send you a text message tomorrow and let you
know the details."

	"Ha. Well, have fun. I don't think a lot of her but for a stud like
you, I guess she's a good little sex toy."

	"That she is, my friend, that she is."

	"Just don't do anything stupid, like falling in love with
her. She'd bring you a lot of heartache." I warned.

	"Don't worry. I've known her quite a while. I know she's got a
naughty side and that's the only side I'm interested in. I'm not in love
with her but I sure do like to fuck her, " he laughed.

	"Just don't ever say I didn't warn you. Oh, and don't tell her I
said anything like that."

	"Don't worry. I won't. Besides, I'll be too busy stuffing my dick
in her to do much talking, " he paused, "So, you're finally going to get
some excellent pussy tonight. I hope you're ready. I hope she's not too
sore after you finish with her. Another buddy of mine only got to fuck his
wife once on their honeymoon. She was a virgin, like Angie, and after the
first night she was too sore to fuck again for a week. Poor guy. We made
fun of him for a month."

	"Hmmm..." I muttered. I already knew she wasn't a virgin, having
been forced to watch a few weeks ago but I was trying not to think about
it. I was only looking forward to finally get to do it myself tonight. I
could already smell her and feel her lovely legs wrapped around me.

	I stepped out into the hall to find the water fountain. As I
rounded a corner in the hall, a side door opened and Angie stepped out. She
was wearing a robe with hoodie pulled low over her face.

	"What are you doing?" I asked, "You know I'm not supposed to see
you before the wedding!"

	"I know, " she answered, "but this is important." She handed me a
box and said, "Go to the bathroom and put this on."

	"What is it?" I asked.

	"It's one of those chastity devices for men. Just put it on and
lock it shut. Don't worry, I've got the key and I'll take it off of you
after the wedding."

	"Why do you want me to put it on?"

	"Because you're so damn horny all the time, I'm afraid you'll get a
boner during the ceremony and you'll embarass me. With those thin tuxedo
pants, if you're hard while we're in front of the crowd, everyone will see
it and I'll be embarassed beyond words. Please, just do it." she pleaded.

	"Okay, honey. I'll do it. I love you. I'll see you in a little
bit."

	"I love you, too, Sweetie." She gave me a quick kiss and
disappeared back into the room. Things were looking up. She didn't seem
angry with me anymore. I actually kind of liked the idea of the chastity
device. This may sound odd coming from a guy but I sort of felt like a
princess putting on her chastity belt, knowing the prince was going to
remove it later. I hurried to the bathroom.

	I went into one of the stalls and dropped my pants. I opened the
box. It was a metal tube that curved downward. There were two halves to it
that would close like a clamshell after it was attached. I pushed my
flaccid penis into the tube and it was now pointing toward the floor. The
base of the device was a ring that fit around my dick and my balls at the
base. Once it was clamped on, it couldn't slide off and couldn't be pulled
off. I laughed silently as I attached it. It was so cleverly designed I
thought. Obviously it was made for people who were into this sort of thing
and probably wore these things for days. There were several holes in the
end so that the wearer could urinate. I studied it for a few more
minutes. I realized that there was no way a guy could get a hardon while
wearing this. Sure, his dick might swell but it could never get completely
stiff. Ouch, I thought, again laughing to myself. There are truly some
strange people in this world. I also noticed that the inside of it had many
semi-sharp points jutting into the inside of the tube. They weren't
uncomfortable in the least but again, I realized that if a guy tried to get
a serious erection in this, that it could be painful to some degree. Maybe
that'll help if I start to get hard, it'll hurt a little bit and I'll have
to think of something else to get my dick soft again.

	I attached it according to the instructions. I placed the ringed
base around my scrotum and around the base of my penis. I slowly snapped it
shut. I pulled on it a few times to make sure it wouldn't slide off on its
own. It wouldn't. In fact, I couldn't even pull it off. I decided to take
it off for a second just to make sure I knew how it worked. I looked for
the release button to open it. Then I realized there wasn't one. The only
way to open it was to insert a key into the keyhole built into the side of
it. I looked in the box but couldn't find the key. Then I remembered Angie
saying SHE would remove it after the wedding. Ha. That sly little girl! She
had kept the key. Oh, well, she could take it off after we left the church
and I'd be free to get hard the entire 3 hour drive to our romantic beach
house. This was going to be fun!

	The wedding was uneventful as far as weddings go. Angie looked
radiant as she came down the aisle. I could see everyone in the church
smiling and looking at her like she was a princess, which to me, she
was. Sandra actually looked beautiful, too, in spite of my growing hatred
for her. The only thing that was a bit strange and I didn't understand it
at the time was that during the ceremony and afterwards, at the reception,
I noticed that Sandra, Angie, Jarrod and another guy that I'd never seen
before (I assumed he was somebody's relative) kept giving each other those
"knowing" glances and would occasionally huddle together at talk. They'd
always stop when I got near them. I wasn't concerned, I just assumed they
were talking about other things and being polite, stopped when I got near
so we could all have a conversation.

	After the wedding, we did the usual thing of leaving the church
amid a hail of rice and got into my festooned car. We had a 3 hour drive
ahead of us and then a night of fun! It wasn't close to being dark yet so
things were going well. Angie and I had both changed into more casual
wear. I was wearing jeans and a golf shirt, she was wearing jeans and a
modest T-shirt. She was wearing a bra this time so she looked like the
average 'nice' college girl. A mile or two down the road, she removed her
bra.

	"Well, honey, we're married! Isn't it wonderful?"

	"Yes, it is! I wish this car would go a little faster. I can't wait
to get to the house!"

	"Why?" she asked coyly. "Are you horny?" she asked, as she pulled
up her shirt and flashed those beautiful small tits at me. I almost ran off
the road. She reached over and began to rub my crotch.

	"By the way, you DO have the key for this thing, don't you? I need
to get it off of me." I said.

	"Of course I have the key, silly. It's in my suitcase in the
trunk." she answered.

	"Well, let's stop at a gas station or something so you can get
it. It would be nice if you'd play with me on the way there."

	"Hmmm...." she paused, "No, let's wait until we get there. It'll be
more exciting that way."

	She leaned back in her seat and unbuttoned her pants. She slid her
hand down into her panties and began to play with herself.

	"Oh, c'mon!" I protested, "I'm getting hard watching you and this
thing is starting to get a little painful. I can't even really get hard
with this thing on!"

	"I know, that's why you're wearing it! Just try to watch the road,
dear."

	She continued to play with herself for a while and then had an
orgasm as we got closer to our honeymoon cottage. The little semi-spikey
things in the chastity device were starting to feel more spikey than I
thought they would with my dick trying it's best to swell. It was hard to
drive and watch her play with herself at the same time, not to mention the
fact that I couldn't even experience the pleasure of a full hardon.

	We finally arrived at the beach house rental office. At this point
I was actually grateful for the device. It would have been pretty
embarassing to have to walk in to the office with a big tent in the front
of my pants! I went in, signed the rental agreement and got the keys to the
house.  I got back in the car and we drove down the beach road until we
found the house. It was a small house, somewhat secluded among some trees
but the beach was right at our back door. It was wonderful!

	We got out of the car and carried our luggage inside. Once we were
in, I grabbed Angie and gave her a big hug and a delicious kiss. She threw
her arms around my neck and reciprocated by practically stuffing her tongue
down my throat, all the while, grinding her pubis against mine.

	"Gaw! Get the key and get this thing off of me! You're driving me
crazy!" I said.

	"Not just yet," she cooed, "I don't want you cumming all over
yourself before we even have a chance to get in the bed! Let's have a
little champagne first."

	I reluctantly agreed. I found two glasses in the cabinet and opened
our bottle of champagne. I poured us each a glass and we sat on the the
couch to toast our marriage. After a few minutes of sipping our drinks and
kissing and fondling, she stood up and removed her pants. She then did a
slow teasing removal of her panties. I was drooling! She pulled off her top
and stood completely naked in front of me, seductively running her fingers
lightly over her breasts and her vagina.

	"Let's get you undressed now," she said and reached down and pulled
my shirt over my head. Next, she unbuttoned and unzipped my pants and
pulled them off. Next she pulled off my socks and did a playful little
dance with them, swinging them around. Finally, she pulled off my underwear
and promptly straddled me, rubbing her breasts in my face and her pussy on
my cock.

	"Get the key! " I demanded.

	"Not yet. I have more fun planned for us. I know it's difficult for
you, not even being able to get a good hardon but you'll have to wait." She
pushed one of her nipples toward my mouth.

	"Suck it really easy. You know how I like that" she commanded.

	I did as I was told. Her nipples always tasted so fresh to me, warm
and succulent. I gently sucked and she continued to finger herself. After a
few minutes, she had me lie down on the couch and she straddled my face,
pushing her beautiful wet pussy onto my eager mouth. My tongue disappeared
inside her as she moaned and bucked and rubbed all over my face until she
finally quivered with an apparently wonderful orgasm.

	"Okay, I'm ready for the consummation part!" I laughed, "Get the
key and let's get to it!" I said.

	"Oh, I don't think I'm quite ready for it yet," she said as she
climbed off of me, "Remember I said that your punishment wasn't over? Well,
that's part of the punishment. I'm going to deny you not only of cumming
but for the most part, I'm going to deny you even a proper erection. This
is going to be a FUN honeymoon. Here's how it's going to work. You're going
to please me however I want. You're going to get me off whenever, however,
and however often I want. I'll decide if and when to let you have an
erection and if and when you're going to cum. Understand how this works?"

	"You're kidding, right? Where's the key?" I asked.

	"Well, it's not in my suitcase, that's for sure. It's hidden where
you'll never find it and no, I'm not kidding. Starting today, you're going
to be the perfect husband. Now, don't misunderstand me. I love you and I
find you attractive but I'm really not interested in your dick. To be
honest, I just don't look forward to you fucking me. I'm sorry, but that's
how it is. Now, that's not to say that your dick won't entertain me because
it will, just not in the way you want. In fact, there's a good chance you
won't get to use it at all this week. "

	"Funny. Are you going to get the key or not?" I asked.

	"No, I'm not...and I'm hungry." she said as she got up and put on a
long t-shirt and headed for the kitchen. I couldn't believe it! She was
serious! Here I was sitting naked on the couch on my wedding night with my
genitals bound and secured, DYING to get off and my new wife is in the
kitchen making herself a sandwich.

	"Honey, come in here and eat something. You're going to need your
strength this week, " she laughed.

	I pulled my underwear on and grabbed my pants off the floor.

	"Oh no! Take those underwear back off! I want you naked this week,"
she paused, "I mean it. Take 'em off!" she said as she chewed on her
sandwich.

	I removed my underwear and sat down at the little kitchen bar
across from her. It was now about 9 pm on my wedding night and I hadn't
been laid, hadn't even gotten a good hardon yet.

	"Thanks again for the orgasm, sweetie. I'm gonna have quite a few
more tonight," she said as she stood up and walked around the counter to
me. She through her leg over me and began to fondle my trussed up
genitals. "It's too bad you're not going to have even a single one
tonight!" she cooed.

	"None? You're not going to remove this thing and even let me jack
off?"

	"No, I'm not. I makes me really horny to think of you being like
that. So horny and unable to cum. It's got to be miserable and it turns me
on to make you sexually miserable. In fact I plan to use you for my sexual
needs throughout our entire marriage, especially if I can get you horny and
then deprive you of the final pleasure of cumming. It's cruel, I know but I
guess cruelty can be erotic sometimes, at least to me."

	I just sat there dumbfounded.

	"Now I've been just as anxious as you have to get laid on my
honeymoon. I mean how good would a honeymoon be for a woman if she was
getting pounded by a deliciously hard dick? Well with you locked up tight,
that makes your dick pretty unusable to me, doesn't it? That means that I
have to find a different dick to pound me for my honeymoon and I've already
made some interesting arrangements for that. And don't even think about
objecting. I'm gonna get laid on my wedding night and just like the night
at your house, I'm even going to let you watch! Won't it be fun?"

	"No! Please don't do that again! You're my wife now, you can't do
that!"

	"Are you going to divorce me? No, I don't think so. Are you going
to complain and whine about it and then have Sandra put you in jail? No, I
don't think so. You need to consider your options, sweetie. You can do
whatever I want and be seen by your friends and the community as the
perfect husband or you can go to jail and be disgraced. I know you well
enough to know that you don't want the latter," she continued.

	I swallowed hard, realizing that I was being blackmailed and that
she was right. I had no choice. I HAD to do what she wanted.

	"So you've got someone coming over here to fuck you on OUR wedding
night?" I asked hesitantly.

	"Yes, I do. And you're going to watch, only this time you won't be
hidden away in another room. You'll be right there watching closeup. I bet
you can't wait!" she snickered.

	Damn I was horny and again the strange feeling came over me. I was
very hurt by what she was saying and doing. Deeply hurt. At the same time I
was strangely aroused by her control over me, the thought of servicing her
without being relieved myself. My heart was racing.

	"Wait here a minute," she said as she ran off to the bedroom. A few
minutes later she emerged, wearing the sexiest sheer black teddy I'd ever
seen. I stared. She was magnificent. Every line of her body was tight and
perfect. I could see her nipples easily through the sheer material of her
top. I could also see through the panties and could easily make out her
"landing strip" pattern of pubic hair.

	"Do you think he'll like it?" she asked, coyly. "Do you think it'll
get him hard? I can't wait for his cock in me! I can't wait for you to see
it in person. Have you ever listened to the slurping sounds when someone's
getting fucked? You know, that wet, smacking sound when a guy's dick goes
in to the hilt. You'll get to hear that over and over tonight. Oh, I almost
forgot to tell you. I put a Filaro tablet in your drink. You know, the
erectile dysfunction medicine. It'll make sure your dick tries to get hard
all night. How fun!"

	I felt sick but my penis was still trying desperately to become
erect. The metal tube and it's curve was keeping my penis curved
downward. I was in misery.

	"Yes, I'm sure he'll like it." I couldn't believe I was saying it.

	"Good, because he'll be here any minute, " she said, looking at the
clock. "Now, here's what we're going to do. I'm going to invite him in and
WHATEVER I tell you to do, you'll do, NO MATTER WHAT! Do you understand?"

	I nodded weakly. What else could I do? If I walked out, I'd
probably go to jail but worse, I'd never see my Angie again. I had to
agree.

	"Come in here to the bedroom. I want to have a little fun first."
she said.

	I followed her to the bedroom. How I longed to just take my bride
in my arms, lay her down across the bed and make love to her like a normal
person. She had other ideas. "Lay down on the bed, on your back and spread
your arms and legs." I did what she asked. It was a huge king sized
bed. Even spread out, I still only covered about half the bed. What a
wonderful love nest this would have been.

	She went to her suitcase and brought a roll of rope.

	"What are you doing?" I asked, somewhat alarmed.

	"I'm going to tie you to the bed for fun. You'll enjoy it. I might
even remove your device and let you fuck me." she teased.

	She proceeded to tie me spread eagled on the bed. I had very little
movement but I suddenly had a thought. She was probably going to take her
man, whoever he was, into the other room and wanted to be sure I stayed in
here. That way I could hear them fucking. She was so devious. But then she
had also told me that I was going to watch. I was as confused as ever. She
climbed onto the bed and began to rub me all over, taking special care to
rub my cock, so to speak, through the device. Of course I couldn't feel
it. She then teasingly licked at it so I could imagine it was my bare cock
she was licking. She was thoroughly enjoying herself. After about 20
minutes of this non-stop teasing, my cock was beginning to ache as it tried
to swell within the device.

	It was wonderful in a way. I was naked with my beautiful wife. She
was gently kissing me all over and caressing me gently. This is how I
wanted it to be forever, with the exception of course that I wasn't making
love to her. Somehow I knew it was never going to be the way I had
envisioned.

	There was a knock at the door.

	"They're here!" she exclaimed and jumped from the bed.

	"They? What do you mean 'they'?" I cried out after her as she ran
from the room.

	I remained still as I heard her open the door. I heard her usual
squeal of excitement when she was having fun. I could hear voices, several
voices. I couldn't make out what they were saying but I was pretty sure it
was 2 men and a woman. As they started coming toward the bedroom, they were
getting louder. Suddenly I recognized some of the voices. I clearly heard
Sandra's voice. I also heard the voice of Jarrod, my best man. The third
voice I didn't recognize. What was Jarrod doing here? Surely she wouldn't
bring them in here to see me splayed out naked on the bed!

	The voices continued to get louder as they approached the
bedroom. They were laughing and talking and seemed to be having a good
time. They were coming into the bedroom! The four of them entered the room
and Angie said, "Here he is! Doesn't he look silly?"

	"Yes, he does, " I heard Sandra answer, "but that's what we'd
expect. I just hope he's as entertaining as he was the last two times I got
to play with him."

	"Whoa, buddy! You look rather scrumptious like that!" Jarrod
responded. "I wish I'd known sooner that you were into this kinky kind of
stuff. We could have had fun at your house last night even before Sandra
got there!"

	"I'm not into this...wait a second. Who told you I was into this?"
I asked, ignoring the ridiculous appearance that I'm sure I presented.

	"Angie told me. Don't worry, buddy, we can have fun and still be
friends. When she first told me that you were bisexual AND that you liked
to watch her get fucked I couldn't believe it. I've been wanting to fuck
Angie since you introduced me to her but I didn't make a play for her
because you're my bud. Once she told me all this I agreed to come and spend
the week with you on your honeymoon. Then she told me Sandra wanted to come
and things just kept getting better. Sandra decided to add the icing to the
cake by bringing Chuck. Oh, you haven't met Chuck. Jeff, this is Chuck,
Chuck, this is Jeff."

	I looked up to see a tall, dark-skinned, attractive blonde man in
his thirties. He stared down at me and rubbed his crotch.

	"Nice to meet you, Jeff. I'm sure we're gonna have a good time this
week!" he said.

	"Nice to meet you, too." I stammered, in total embarassment, lying
nude, spread out on the bed in front of my wife, her cousin, my best man,
and a guy I didn't even know. I felt a tinge of fear concerning the
upcoming events of the night. I hate to admit it, but I had that strange
feeling of excitement again, too. What had she planned?

	"Well, shall we get started?" Angie asked the group.

	"I'm ready, " answered Chuck as he started to remove his pants.

	"Me, too!" giggled Sandra as she whisked her top over her head
exposing those beautiful, perky little breasts.

	"I KNOW I'm ready," I heard Jarrod say as he walked up behind my
sweet Angie and gently grabbed her breasts from behind. He leaned inward
and began to kiss her on the neck. She threw her head back and moaned. Then
she reached up and put her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as his
hands began to wander all over her body. I saw his hands run up and down
her hips and her abdomen, then one hand under her negligee to her breast
while the other hand went down the front of her sheer panties. She moaned
again, obviously quite receptive to his advances.

	Without losing traction, he looked at me. "Thanks again, buddy. I'm
really going to enjoy her tonight. I hope you like watching."

	My cock was trying to explode out of the chastity device but I felt
only misery. It was strangely exciting to watch my best man fondle my
willing wife but the hurt was still there, too.

	I was lost in a daze, watching them when I felt the bed
move. Sandra, now completely nude had plopped down on the bed next to me
and scooted up so she was sort of sitting against the headboard. "C'mere
Chuck!" she said, and patted the empty spot next to her. "Get next to me
and let's enjoy the show!"

	I looked in Chuck's direction. He was now completely nude as
well. His cock was completely hard and standing at attention. I stared at
it. It was almost 8 inches long and very thick. I could clearly see the
straining veins running along it as he slowly stroked it, intently watching
both Jarrod and Angie and glancing back at my nude body as well. Something
was turning him on, I just wasn't sure what. He climbed onto the bed next
to Sandra and assumed the same position. I could now see his cock from the
side. It looked huge, but more importantly, I don't think my dick ever
looked that hard. Sandra's hand was already slowly working her clit as she,
too glanced from the couple in front of them to me.

	She leaned over to me and said, "I think she likes him, don't you?"

	I looked back at Angie and Jarrod. He had removed her negligee and
she was on her knees in front of him, sliding his pants down. As she did
so, his cock sprang upward. I never knew that Jarrod was also pretty
well-endowed as well. Not that I ever wondered but I should have known
considering his success with the women. Now I was going to be forced to
watch as he took my woman, my love, my wife!

	She turned around and faced me and smiled. With his cock in her
hand, she said, "Yes, Sandra dear. I DO like him" she giggled.

	With that, she let go of him and climbed onto the bed and straddled
me. She sat down on my cock and begin to slowly move forward and backwards
on me. "Ooooh, are you getting hard, dear? Oh, wait a second, you CAN'T get
hard with this thing on can you?" she asked as she reached down and felt
the device. "Well, that's going to be difficult for you then, isn't it?"
She laid down on my chest and began to run her fingers through my hair. Her
face was right in front of me. She kissed me on the lips and said, "I love
you".

	I couldn't help but respond in kind, "I love you, too", I said.

	"Wouldn't it feel great to be inside me right now? Imagine your
hard cock sliding into me for the first time on our wedding night? Does it
give you the butterflies? What a wonderful, special time it would be for
us, to totally bond sexually and spiritually. But I'm afraid that's not
going to happen, honey, unless you satisfy me first. Are you willing to
satisfy me?" she asked coyly.

	"Yes," I panted, "Anything you want!" I was so horny! I also
noticed she said 'if you satisfy me FIRST', which I took to mean that after
I satisfied her, I was going to get to enter her. "Yes, baby, please" I
repeated desperately, "what do you want me to do?"

	"Well...." she answered, "Let's start by one of your good tongue
lashings." She moved up and lowered her delicious pussy onto my mouth. As I
licked like a hungry wolf, she continued talking. "I forgot to tell you,
dear, that I slipped a little pill into your champagne. You know, one of
those pills for men with problems getting hard. I wanted to make sure that
you stayed hard for me all night." She began to grind faster.

	"Mmmpphh", I said. I didn't care what she did at this point. She
reached down and grabbed a handful of my hair and began to roughly pull my
face into her pussy. I could hear Sandra moaning as well and Chuck saying
something about how hot this all was. I'd lost track of Jarrod.

	"You're going to try to get hard all night but you can't with that
thing on," she exclaimed between breaths, "and I'm NOT going to take it
off!" She shuddered and came, trickling a little piss into my mouth at the
same time. She'd never done that before. It must have been a stellar orgasm
to make her pee. As she rested and I gently continued to lick she said, "It
is SO hot being cruel to you! Damn, it turns me on so much!"

	She raised up about 6 inches off my face. I could still smell her
freshness. I didn't care who was watching. I just knew that in a few
seconds she was going to remove the device and I'd drive home my dick into
her. I didn't care if everyone watched. Then it hit me. She said she WASN'T
going to remove it!

	"Angie, " I demanded, "Are you going to take this thing off?" I
asked, nodding toward my crotch. It was our wedding night afte all, a very
special night. Surely she was going to allow me to fuck her at least once!

	She looked down at me. "No, sugar, I'm not taking it off. I just
told you that. Weren't you listening. It's far more erotic to deny you
pleasure while I'm receiving it than it is to provide you with
pleasure. The device stays on until I feel sorry for you enough to take it
off, which won't be anytime soon. I expect quite a few more orgasms before
the sun comes up."

	She turned and faced toward the foot of the bed.

	"C'mon, Jarrod, I'm ready for you now. Jeff, I want you to look
closely at my pussy. I want you to get a closeup view of a real man's cock
as it slide into me to please me on my wedding night."

	I looked up and saw Jarrod approaching her from the rear. I could
see his pre-cum dripping cock moving closer and his huge ball sack dangling
down and swinging from side to side as he got closer. I focused on Angie's
pussy and watched very close up as my best man's cock slowly stretched my
new wife's lips and slid effortlessly deep into her pussy. His balls were
now touching her and just inches from my face. He began to pump slowly in
and out of her. It was actually amazing, from a strictly scientific point
of view, to see his long, hard shaft pull partially out of her and then
slide back into her to the hilt. Then back out again and back in again. I
noticed the veins on his dick more closely. I noticed the shiny wetness on
his cock as it slid out and heard the sloshing sound as it pushed back
in. I could see Angie's lips tightly holding on to his cock as if trying to
keep him from sliding out. I could see every hair on his balls. I could
smell the aroma of raw sex. I was mesmerized.

	"Lick my clit!" Angie ordered as she slid forward a bit to allow my
tongue to reach her. I began to lick, hoping I didn't accidentally touch
Jarrod's cock with any part of my mouth. After a few minutes, she issued a
new order, "Lick Jarrod's balls while he's fucking me."

	She must be crazy, I thought, I'm NOT licking a guy's balls! I'm
not gay!

	"Lick his balls, Jeff!" she ordered again, "or Sandra's going to
tell them what you did and they won't be happy about it!"

	I realized she was right. If Sandra told her lie about me raping
her, they'd beat me senseless. I was tied up and couldn't even fight back
so I could only imagine what they'd do to me.  I slowly stuck out my tongue
and began to lick Jarrod's balls.

	"Oh damn! That feels great!" I heard Jarrod say. I was disgusted
but I had to do it.

	Sandra leaned over to my face. "How do those balls taste, pussy
boy?" she taunted. "I always suspected you were a cock sucker! I can't wait
to watch your jaws puff out when he sticks his dick in your mouth."

	I suddenly felt panicky. Was that part of the plan? They were going
to make me suck Jarrod's dick? Jarrod was going to allow it? I couldn't
believe it, yet my dick was once again trying it's best to grow.

	"And don't worry, pussy boy, if Jarrod's not available, Chuck
certainly is. Both guys are bisexual but we brought Chuck especially for
you!"

	Again I thought I was going to be sick. Then things got
worse. Angie told Jarrod to stop for a second. She looked at Sandra and
said, "I think you're all going to like this idea so listen up."

	Everyone stopped.

	"Jarrod, let's play a game. You fuck me for five strokes, then pull
out and fuck Jeff's mouth for 5 strokes, then back to my pussy for 5,
etc. Go as long as you want, but make sure you cum as deep in me as you
can."

	"What a great idea!" said Jarrod and he began to pump into my wife
again.

	"Jeff, have your mouth open and ready" she commanded.

	I was grossed out but I resigned myself to my fate for the night. I
was going to have to let Jarrod stick his dick in my mouth. And it was
going to be covered with pussy juice from my own wife. Pussy juice that had
never once been on MY dick!

	Jarrod continued his assault on my wife's pussy. I was counting
with dread. 1 stroke, 2 strokes, 3, 4, 5. His dripping cock pulled out of
my wife's pussy. He pushed it downward a bit and then thrust forward slowly
straight into my mouth. I had never sucked a dick before, never even wanted
to but it was oddly erotic. Maybe it was because it was bizarre for me to
be doing it, maybe it was because it was taboo among straight guys, maybe
it was the taste and smell of Angie's pussy, I'm not sure but it wasn't as
bad as I thought it would be. I could feel the bulbous, spongy head as it
ran along the roof of my mouth to the back of my throat. In and out, in and
out. My thoughts reeled. A penis was made to go into a vagina. It wasn't
made to go into a person's mouth and yet Jarrod was using my mouth as a
vagina. He was using my mouth for sexual stimulation. Another guy was using
my mouth for sexual gratification!

	"Damn, that feels fantastic!" grunted Jarrod "your mouth is so
warm, Jeff! Suck on it while I fuck your pussy face!"

	Sandra once again was at my ear. "Yeah, suck on that dick, pussy
boy! You're such a fucking cunt! Jarrod's using your mouth like a pussy!
You're such a piece of shit! You'll never fuck me, you cocksucking faggot!
This is so fucking hot!"

	After 5 strokes, he returned to Angie's pussy. I was in a dreamlike
state. I loved it all and I hated it all. I was sucking a dick and watching
another man fuck my wife, and on my honeymoon to boot! What was happening
to me? How did I marry such a cruel woman?

	1,2,3,4,5. Out came his dick and back into my mouth for 5
strokes. Sandra continued her abuse. My cock was aching beyond belief,
trapped in it's own prison. I couldn't get a full erection, much less
cum. I needed to cum!

	"Oh, honey, Jarrod's cock looks so good in your mouth! I love
making you suck my lover!"

	Out of my mouth and back into her pussy again. 1,2,3,4,5 strokes,
back into my mouth. I sucked hard when he entered my mouth. I couldn't see
Chuck but Sandra was masturbating furiously.  Back in her pussy. Slow,
even, wet strokes, then back to my mouth. I could tell by his rhythm that
he wasn't going to last much longer. How I envied him, being able to drive
his shaft deep into my Angie, to enjoy her beautiful body, to bond with her
so intimately! Back to her pussy. My mouth and chin were wet with a
combination of my own saliva and Angie's pussy fluids. 1,2,3,4,5
strokes. Back to my mouth. Five deep, slow, sucking strokes. I could feel
his erect penis begin to swell. He pulled out of my mouth and quickly drove
himself deep into Angie. 1, 2, then a pause. I heard him groan and could
actually see the wave move along the base of penis as the first jet of cum
shot deep into my wife. His balls were no longer hanging but contracted up
close to his body. With each squirt, his balls twitched and he pushed a
little deeper. Angie's fingers were on her clit, moving in rapid
circles. She was cumming, too.

	Sandra was kissing my chest and working her own clit furiously as
she watched. As Jarrod's last squirt subsided, Angie practically roared
with her orgasm. Like a domino effect, Sandra came almost simultaneously
with Angie. As she did, she bit hard into my nipple. I tried to scream but
I couldn't. Fortunately, as she subsided, she unclenched her teeth from my
chest. I had lost sight of the new guy, Chuck but within a second or two I
quickly relocated him. He was sitting above my head on the pillow, deeply
kissing my wife and rapidly stroking his cock over my face. Before I could
move, he let out a groan and began squirting large globs of semen onto my
face. After the last squirt, he used his dick to smear it around on my
face. I looked up at Angie. She was red-faced but smiling. She looked down
at me and said, "Oh, honey, that was marvelous! Thank you so much. I never
thought my honeymoon could be so good."

	They all moved from their positions and got off the bed. They were
a bit wobbly but seemed so serene.

	"Let's get something to drink. Anybody else thirsty?" Sandra asked
the group. A resounding chorus of 'yes' answered her and they all headed
for the kitchen. They left me tied to the bed, naked, with cum all over my
face and definitely sexually unsatisfied. A few seconds later, Angie
returned.

	"I'm so thoughtless!" she said, "I forgot about you, honey. Are you
thirsty?"

	"Yes, I am, can I have a drink, too?" I meekly asked.

	"Of course, honey, I'll give you a drink."

	She climbed on top of me and placed her pussy in my face once
again. "Open your mouth." she ordered. As I did, she reached down and
opened her pussy lips. After a second or two wait, I could see her
contracting her pussy. Several large drops and then a stream of thick cum
began to drip out and onto my tongue. When she was satisfied all of
Jarrod's cum had drained into my mouth, she got off the bed.

	"There, that should help. Be sure and swallow it all. You'll need
the protein for energy."

	She disappeared into the kitchen with the others. I could hear the
clinking of glasses and could hear them talking and laughing in the other
room. It was as if I didn't exist anymore. I was a sex toy for them to use
and once they had used me, they continued their evening as friends, without
me. I felt alone and very sad. I was also very horny. My balls continued to
ache and my cock continued to hurt from it's restraint and from the little
spikey things in the device.

	About half an hour later, Angie and Jarrod came back into the
room. Apparently everyone was still nude. Jarrod's dick was hard again and
he stood behind Angie in the doorway, rubbing it on her wonderful ass.

	"We're all going to bed now. I'm going in the other bedroom to
sleep with Jarrod and as you can see, I'm going to have to take care of him
again so he can get a good night's rest," she said as she turned and
grabbed his cock. Jarrod smiled at me again.

	"Thanks again, buddy. See you in the morning."

	"Sandra's already asleep on the couch."

	Chuck walked around Angie and entered the room, nude like the
others and also sporting a hardon again.

	"Chuck's going to sleep in here with you. Take good care of him. He
really has the hots for you. I'm sure you can please him." She winked at me
and headed toward the other bedroom with Jarrod.

	Chuck shut the door and turned off the lights. There was a bright
moon out that night and within a few minutes the room was bathed in a
romantic blue light. If only my love and I could share the night together,
alone and in intimacy. I longed for her. Once again my heart ached knowing
she was in bed with another man.

	Chuck climbed on the bed and positioned himself straddling me on my
chest. His dick jutted out, mere inches from my face.

	"Why don't you start by licking my balls?" he said as he inched
forward and placed his sack on my lips. I opened my mouth and began to lick
as he slowly stroked. I could see the outline of his cock in the
moonlight. There was already a drop of precum on the tip of it.

	"You know," he said, "it's been said that you never really bond
with another man until you've taken his semen in your mouth and swallowed
it. Well, I think that's true and tonight I'm going to help you bond with
me." Once again my heart sank.

	"Ahhhh..", he said, "We're going to have a great night. Just take
your time. I'm not sleepy yet and I'm going to feed you some rich semen a
couple of times before we go to sleep. I hope you enjoy it as much as I'm
going to." He continued to stroke his shaft as I licked his balls. It was
going to be a long night.


To be continued.

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