Fun With Chastity

We recently bought a chastity device for hubby. Just for a bit of fun. However, it turned out to be oh so much more than that. Little did we know the intensely glorious potential for this inexpensive little device.

I’m not sure what we expected. Hubby locked up as being more symbolic that erotic perhaps? An addition to the power play? Well, don’t get me wrong, those things are all part of it, but this little device has changed everything massively. And for the better.  The effects are not only incredible, but not even what we expected. At all.

Here’s a clue as to the benefits. Let’s suppose hubby usually cums twice a day under normal conditions. What happens when he misses a day? Or maybe two days? The point is, if left unchecked, his libido builds, he gets hornier and hornier until he either has to have sex, or he will masturbate. The temptation is just too much, he has to cum.

The question however is what happens if he physically can’t masturbate? What happens if he is caged? The question is worth asking because men really don’t let it go any further than the point of feeling horny. They ejaculate and its back to square one. So they never get to experience what happens if they do not ejaculate at that point.

Well, as we found out, your libido does not level off at the point where you would normally ejaculate, because the cage stops any ejaculation at all. The libido just keeps increasing to the point of you feeling hornier than maybe you’ve ever experienced before. And this has some surprising and very beneficial side-effects, which will be described here together with some wonderful consequences.

So, we bought a chastity cage; a Holy Trainer v2. Actually, we bought a cheap Chinese copy which so far as we can tell looks identical to the real thing. We chose this because it has an integral lock which is therefore unobtrusive under clothes. Hence, wearing it for long periods, including in public, is perfectly possible and practical. (Perhaps I’ll add a future blog entry to explain how best to choose one.)

Some people wear one only during play, others wear them for longer periods, even (so they say) more-or-less permanently. For us, we (eventually) settled on a Monday to Friday regime (though not every week) because this produced the best results for both of us. What do I mean by results? Well, read on.

So, on a Monday morning, the cage goes on and the keys are all handed over to my wife. She keeps them in a safe place until Friday. And it begins. For me, it really starts to build at 2 days in. By this I mean that I find myself thinking about sex all the time. But what do you do when that happens? Well, nothing. You can’t. And yet some of the same patterns of behaviour inevitably still occur, such as browsing to PornHub and watching some erotica (in my case, mostly cuckold/hotwife amateur videos). The trouble is, this is a dual-edged sword. Because although its fun, the fact that it is so arousing but you are unable to actually play with your cock for release, just increases the sexual frustration.

Now, at first that can be just too frustrating (and I understand the some guys never get passed that point as they can even get angry if not released), but for others (such as myself) managing that frustration can simply lead to your libido building even further. Now at some point beyond that, things really start to get interesting.

The first thing you notice is a kind of permanent euphoria. It is being very horny all the time, but somehow it becomes a manageable background thing. And that constant feeling starts to feel just wonderful once, and if, you get passed the frustration. This is the addiction. But it gets better.

During the 5 days hubby is caged, he’s obviously not getting any sex. But that does not mean that the wife should not have any. And in the absence of a bull, the job to satisfy her is his alone. And this is where hubby will be really tested to the full.

A typical sex session during caged time is as follows.  She lies on the bed, legs spread, on her device, watching porn or chatting dirty to some guy online. Hubby take the position with his head between her thighs and goes to town on her cunt with his tongue. Now usually he might be able to lick away for ten minutes before the urge to fuck her, or get some relief himself in some other, is just too much to bare. But of course, caged, he no longer has that option. So he just keeps going, felling the ever growing buzz.

For the wife, these sessions are just perfect. She gets her pussy licked for as long as she wants, with hubby alternating between doing that and using a dildo on her. And the more hubby licks, the more his head buzzes with the excitement of it, the intense feeling of being at her service, being the sub, while she taps away talking dirty with some guy online as that guy strokes his cock to her erotically filthy desires.  There is something magical to all involved about knowing that that remote guy could be slipping his bare cock inside her for real at some point in the future.

And when she wants more, hubby has to put on a strap-on belt and sizable dildo, his little cage beneath, and give her more than he otherwise can in his state of containment.  And she continues to tap away as the large dildo goes easily in and out of her wet opening, her face flushes, aroused, hubby feels deeply submissive and in awe of the pleasure she is experiencing. The head buzz is just amazing. The joy of knowing that another guy is getting her wet by his dirty talk and cock photos, but that hubby is there to stimulate her physically as she chats sordidly to her remote lover who is masturbating to her words.

The incentive for hubby to be focused on her reactions to ensure that she has as many orgasms as she needs, at exactly the time she wants them, and of maximum strength, is of course the fact that he might be rewarded. But there is no guaranteed, She may be tired, in which case he will have to wait until the next morning and remain caged until then. In some ways, this is both the best and worst of all scenarios.

Having just pleasured her. the way it fills the cuckolds head is so intense that you have to just breath calmly, hold your head and try to just bring yourself down knowing that you can’t yet cum. Sometimes if feels like your head is overtaken competey with a raging overload. But a few minutes of closing ones eyes and holding ones head in ones hands and breathing with slow careful purpose, ensures at least a partial come-down to be able to function again. Sleep can be difficult though, caught between knowing you have to try to sleep and still feeling a high degree of arousal.

Whether hubby’s rewards is immediate, or next morning, it can take one of two forms with either path anticipated with an urgency like no other. Then she finally uncages him.

If she is in the mood for a fuck, then she starts to gently play with his cock, all the while talking dirty to him, about how he’s a dirty little pervert getting off so much to his wife’s infidelities with strange men. “Does hubby want to watch me take a big bareback cock in my very wet cunt?”, “You love your bad bitch of a wife don’t you?.” All the while looking hubby in the eye as he strokes his penis in and out of her wet hole. Of course, hubby doesn’t last long; he cums quickly and heavily, crying out that he loves who and what she is.

And if she is not in the mood for a fuck, then he will have to make do with a hand job. She gently runs her hand over his penis, gently tickling, edging him, teasing his balls, tapping his frenum, while talking dirty, letting him know that while she likes her bulls to own her during sex, she is in charge now. She will decide if and when he is to cum.

When he finally cums, he is allowed to clean himself up. And then it is back into chastity for another week, to begin the build up, to keep him doting on her, towards the next joyful session.

The power that a chastity cage has to completely alter a husbands personality, to shift his focus to being so much more completely upon his wife, doing chores for her, being attentive, pampering her and making sure she is happy in just everyday ways, as though they were first dating back in their youth, is its secret power. It honestly has this effect. Like some miracle device. And if that were known more widely a chastity cage would be a gift given at every wedding and the first thing added to the wedding list by the bride.

Cuckolding aside,  I often wonder when a marriage finds itself on the rocks, or the sex has subsided, that perhaps rather than marriage counselling  being necessary, a couple should instead simply go out and buy a chastity cage for him. It surely has the potential to save a lot of marriages.

How We Find a Suitable Bull

Over the years, we’ve learnt that it can take an awful lot of effort to find someone compatible to bed her. But it’s important to find the right guy.

When a woman puts up an advert, she gets an absolute deluge of responses.

Of all the respondents, there are simply way too many guys who just don’t fit the remit in the most basic of ways (“not letting hubby watch”), are too far away (“I live in Europe” – yes, we actually had that one when asking someone for their location), or act cagey (no photos at all, little to no profile text) who seem all too likely to end up being no-shows.

Frankly, none of that is any fun for her. In fact, at one point, she decided it wasn’t worth the effort. And so we came up with a solution. A defined but simple process, which is as follows.

  1. For the most part, I, the hubby, place all of the adverts.

    (Well, she places some adverts, as females often get free membership on some commercial sites, whereas guys pay – which means that guys are less inclined to  be time-wasters on those sites).

  2. Any guy responding is expected to respond by providing a set of basic information up-front. We detail this as a short list of questions in our Guide For Prospective Bulls.

    So, STEP 1: PLEASE ANSWER THE QUESTIONS IN THE ABOVE GUIDE.

    Its not onerous, and it lists  (non-identifying) questions that will need to be asked at some point, so let’s get it out of the way early on.

    (By reading this guide any prospective bull actually significantly increases his chances of success, so is worth taking seriously.

    This idea of asking basic questions up-front is to speed things up and minimise too many otherwise pointless emails going back-and-forth. We don’t find it fun having to ask every guy the same old questions over-and-over, and chase them when they omit even basic information (we’ve lost count of those who don’t even provide their location).

    And we’re sure that prospective bulls can’t find it much fun playing email tennis when its not even emails of the fun kind. At some point, either or both parties get bored, and it fizzles out. So let’s get the basic stuff out of the way quickly and get straight into more fun activity.)

  3. I, hubby, vet the prospective bed-partner’s response to see if he seems like a good fit for us.

    Those that are not compatible get a polite response saying so (yes, I’m courteous enough to do that and not simply ignore them).

    Those that do seem compatible, go to the next stage.

  4. The prospective bull will be given the wife’s email address and asked to provide the following (if not already provided or shown in their profile):

    (a) an email address (anon such as hotmail.com, outlook.com, gmail.com is fine).
    (b) a facial photo
    (c) a naked body photo
    (d) a cock photo

    So, STEP 2: SEND THE PHOTOS TO THE WIFE’S EMAIL ADDRESS

    (Note that we ask for three separate photos, in case you understandably don’t want to give someone you’ve never met, a clearly identifiable photo of you naked with cock out and your face showing. But you are free to provide one showing all three if you want).

  5. My wife will then periodically look through all of the photos and eliminate any to whom she is not physically attracted (in which case hubby will inform the unlucky ones).
  6. Of  those for whom she has expressed an interest, she will send an email (to the email address provided by the guy) telling them so and initiating a short period of email exchange with them.

    (Note: as all of their basic information has already been provided, this email exchange is all about erotic fun and getting to know one another.  This is how she starts to build a report with him. It is also where they begin to talk about the specifics of meeting up.)

  7. An initial social meeting is arranged, though it may include some light erotic play (e.g meeting in a pub, kissing, dirty talk, under table fondling, etc.).

    (Hopefully this will be the first of many erotic sessions together. Certainly, the process aims to maximise the chances of this happening).

This is not an onerous process by any means. And it benefits all of those involved.

For her, it is intended to ensure that she is only engaged in only the fun stuff at all times. It keeps her interest.

For the prospective bull, it aids in ensuring he communicates all that she needs to up-front and can himself get into the fun stuff earlier on.

For hubby, it helps him decide early on if the prospective bull is serious, compatible and of interest to her.

It helps filter out early-on the (numerous) obvious time-wasters, those who clearly have not read or understood our remit, the cagey ones (who will almost certainly be no-shows) and others who simply are not compatible for any other reason (such as  living on the other side of the world).

In short therefore, it helps get compatible guys into her bed quicker, but also maximises the chances of there being greater compatibility and therefore the intensity of a longer-term relationship.

Guide for Prospective Bulls

She has an online dating profile. It attracts one hell of a lot of guys. So how can you compete with them all? The vast majority do not get passed step one.  Why? Because they fail on two points:

  • They fail to understand our needs.
  • They fail to tell us much about themselves and their own needs.

What they often do is send a single line message (“Wanna fuck?”), and maybe a cock photo. And they laughably think that this competes with all of the other competition, of which there is much.

Here’s a secret you need to know: a photo of a big cock does not trump everything. In fact, an intelligent, creative mind wins hands down every time. You need to reveal your mind.

(However, a good cock is definitely icing on the cake and could be the tie-breaker. But don’t assume you can know her tastes – she decides what makes a cock a good one in her eyes, not you, so don’t assume.)

So, the first thing to do is simple: read our profile. I mean, read our profile, not just skim it. Understand what it is that we wish to get out of any prospective relationship with you. Reading this entire blog will help you too

Secondly, tell us about yourself. Begin with the basics (we’ve lost count of how many times people omit even their location). Consider all of the following:

  • name (or some moniker to which we can refer to you)
  • age (actual, real, no-bullshit age)
  • location (at least to town level – we once actually had someone say “Europe”!)
  • relationship / family status
  • body type (don’t embellish or assume our preferences)
  • health status
  • sexuality
  • likes / fetishes
  • dislikes
  • real-life experience
  • can you accommodate, travel, etc.
  • how frequently you could realistically meet
  • personal boundaries / limits
  • what do you think of the specifics of our profile
    • what specifically attracts you
    • what would you be ok with even if its not a particular turn on for you
    • what outright repels you
  • what you understand of the cuckold / hotwife lifestyle,
    • what you are keen to contribute
    • what would you get out of it
  • descriptions of scenarios that you’d particularly like to play out

Do not assume that we are looking for any specific answers; just be honest. And we are not looking for 100% alignment, but we are looking for sufficient commonality for it to work for us all.

Thirdly,  tell us why you think it would work between us all. Don’t just echo our needs back to us, but expand on them, tell us what you would love to do to help fulfil them and what you would get out of it.

We need to see that you have thought about all of this, that you have the empathy with others’ needs to know how to make this work, and the creative mind to put it into practice so that we all get our needs met.

And the best place to put all of this? In your own profile! You do have a profile somewhere online, right? It avoids you having to waste your time and that of others by repeatedly needing to convey just the most basic of facts. We suggest that you write it once, make it public then send us a link.

This also has the advantage that we might come looking and find you, as well as you actively looking for us. It increases your chances of success.

Plus, it shows us that you’re making some active effort so are likely to be serious and not a time-waster. We have far too many time-wasters, fantasists too scared to actually embrace life, so being able to eliminate the majority of them is a big plus for us. If you have no profile of substance, you don’t even get a consideration.

If you can show that you are good with words, then this puts you in good stead to be able to erotically fuck her mind, which you must do before you get to regularly fuck her body.

And finally, just be honest. Do not lie! Whether it is a photo of you that is ten years out of date (yes, we’ve had that), or being dishonest about your experience, or marital status, we will find out. It always becomes apparent well before any meet up. And when we do find out, you’re immediately out of the game. Forevermore. Even if it’s at that first meet that we find out. So why waste everybody’s time?

She is so much more than just a body. As must be you. Awesome sex is more than just the physical. And it is only mutual trust that can take things to the next level.

Now you might be thinking “this is all too much effort”. But that is far from the truth. If you invest in telling others about yourself in a well-written profile (whose content is guided by what we have discussed here), then it becomes much less effort to direct prospective couples to your profile instead of having to repeat things over-and-over or indeed leaving out details that just might have attracted them.

I mean, you are serious about meeting, aren’t you? If you are, then show it.

Photographing The Fun

One of hubby’s jobs is to create a good photographic record of each meeting. This provides all three involved with a permanent record of the erotic encounter for masturbation purposes. One of hubby’s responsibilities is to ensure that the bull is emailed a full set of photos soon after the meeting.

Some of those photos are available for you to see and enjoy. Many are very explicit; you might like to masterbate while viewing them. As WordPress does not allow the hosting of explicit photos, you can instead see them on Flickr – details are at the end of this entry. But please read this entire blog first as it will give you a lot of the background behind the photos and help bring them alive.

And her latest request is that hubby film an entire session of her bull giving her the pleasure she so craves, so that she can watch it later, over-and-over while hubby licks her out, uses her dildos on her, or rims her bum hole.

(Note that to view adult content on Flickr, you will need to ensure you have created a Flickr account, are logged into it and that your settings allow you to view “restricted” content in order to be able to view them. Flickr settings can be checked/changed by clicking here while logged in and turning “SafeSearch” to “off”  – and be sure to save changes. Then to view the photos, just click here.).

Our Idea of Fun Goes Beyond The Meet

The cuckold dynamic is about waaaaay more than simply having some strange guy fuck your wife. For us, its about the fun to be had both prior to a meeting and afterwards too.  There is a great deal of joy and excitement to be had.

She enjoys dressing to please, being with an assertive (not arrogant) guy who will take the lead, spanks over his knee, light bondage, kneeling in front of him and sucking and (eventually) bare-backing heaven.

But its not just all about her. I like to help prepare my wife, find guys, buy her lingerie to the bulls approval, paint her toenails, watch them fuck, take pics, serve them, fluff both, clean up, preferably while in undies/bra/tights/heels. And I do reclaim after the bull has gone which is heavenly.

But for us it not just about the meet. Its also about the run-up. She enjoys a guy to fuck her mind in email to start, then online chat, then phone (often while she is at work), She likes intelligent dirty talk (but not abusive or crude). I enjoy her stroking my cock slowly while I wear a pair of knickers as she talks dirty and tells me what the guy wants to do to her and how she will let him use her eager body before splashing his sperm against her cervix ready for me to lick out while they kiss..

We like to first meet in a pub, with her and bull openly flirting, and play a game of him having to get her wet with talk, then slip his fingers into her damp knickers under the table (with everyone around) and up her slippery snatch. Build it up, then back to a hotel and let the dam burst. 🙂

Post-meet, we fuck like rabbits, or I lick her out while she chats online to him reliving it. I also make sure the guy is sent a good set of horny photos of the meet, for him to wank over, tell her about and keep him interested.

So, to be clear, any guy she goes with has to understand the entire dynamic, pre-meet to post-meet and everything in between, and for all three of us to be involved.

I love worshipping my wife. And the more she fucks another guy, the more I am in awe of her and desire her. The intensity is like a drug that makes vanilla sex seem utterly boring, for us both. She needs bulls. I need her to need them. Life doesn’t get much better than that.

Life is short, so lets all make the most of it.

Our First Meeting

That first meeting was electric. I’m not sure if it was nerves, or just pure excitement, but whatever it was it was a very intense feeling whilst taking the train ride to the next large town where we had a hotel already booked. We were both in a state of heightened excitement, but having to not show it in public. It was an unbearable feeling.

We had arranged to meet the guy in a pub, neutral ground. She had corresponded with him at length beforehand, with plenty of dirty talk about what they wanted to do to each other, so much common ground had already been established. The idea was primarily to chat a little in person to put us all at ease with one another, though the two of us had already talked during frantic sex as to how we could maybe have a little fun in the pub, even before getting back to the hotel and before giving him full access to her body to use for his own pleasure.

We arrived at the pub, which was pretty empty. We looked around but initially could not see him. She instructed me to order us some drinks while she wandered around to look for him. I ordered the drinks, paid for them, then went to see where she had got to. They were seated at a table in a quiet, dark corner of the pub overlooked by no-one. They were already chatting. He seemed slightly nervous perhaps, but then that was to be expected, But it was not long before we all were chatting more freely.

After a while, I decided to give them both a little bit of privacy in order to make it easier for them to get a little more intimate. So I made my excuses and went to the toilet. My heart was beating like a drum. I stood in a toilet cubicle for about ten minutes, my head buzzing at the thought of what they might be talking about. I was getting very excited indeed.

Upon my return, the pub was still almost empty. I was told that he had been feeling her up under the table, running his hand up her skirt, over her stockings and up to her knickers, where he had found them very, very damp. I sat down and encouraged him to continue while I did the same, running my hand up her other leg. Her excitement was very obvious from the way she was breathing. Any sign of nerves on all our parts had given way to delicious tingles of pure lust. I think we all knew right from that point that it was now game on. And that thought was intoxicating. We left the pub, walking the short walk towards the hotel.

Almost as soon as the hotel room was open, still dressed and standing, the two of them were embraced, kissing and with their hands frantically all over each other. I stood there watching. The feeling was indescribable, a heady buzz that I’d never experienced before, a total rush with ice flowing through my veins, a mix of excessive excitement and maybe a hint of jealousy, The only thing for certain is that it was intensely arousing.

His hands went up her flimsy skirt and she was clearly loving it, utterly lost in the moment. I walked over quietly, feeling almost invisible to them and knelt down. I put my hands up her skirt and pulled down her damp knickers in order to help give him access to her very willing cunt.

I truly loved that experience like nothing before, such forbidden joy,  feeling deeply submissive by encouraging her lust and helping her towards that inevitable point when he would be thrusting inside her and giving her what she had been fantasising about for weeks.

His fingers slipped easily into her as she frantically started to undo his trousers and reached into his underwear to play with his stiffening cock. She pulled it out and was soon kneeling in front of him before putting it into her eager mouth. Teasing his balls whilst pumping it in and out, over her soft red lips, she looked incredible. All I wanted right there and then was her.

Before long they were on the bed, his trousers and underwear  making it no further than his knees in the hurry to have her. Willing mouths sought each others’ sex. But before long it was clear that he wanted to be in her and she was beyond the point of being able to wait any longer.  However…

…we had discussed this situation at length beforehand and had decided that as we knew nothing about this guy, then condoms would have to be used. I had purchased some the day before, a packed of the thinnest ones I could find so that they would be as unobtrusive as possible. I tossed one to him. He seemed slightly irritated, mumbling something about “hating those things”, but put it on anyway.

Before long, he had slipped inside her and her legs were wrapped high around him. I took out a camera and took lots of very dirty pictures of my wife with a stranger’s cock ploughing in and out of her, with a look on her face that I have never seen before – a primal look, totally lost, cheeks very flushed, almost unaware of her surrondings. I took pleasure in just how much she was getting off to the whole thing. This was clearly something that we would both wish to do again and again.

After he had gone, I wasted no time on climbing on top of her. I was shaking so much from the excitement of it all. My used wife lying there in disarrary after having just been fucked by someone we had only just met. It was so charged. She was so desirable. I so wanted her, more than anyone I had ever wanted before. No condom for me. I slipped inside her and the feeling was out of this world. Sucking on her tits, and slipping in and out of her stretched, loose cunt while she talked dirty to me: “You enjoyed that, didn’t you you dirty sod”. I really tried to hold back, but it was no good. I went off like a firecracker. My god, it was amazing.

Before we left the hotel next morning I had fucked her three more times. Four times in total. That feeling of having emptied my nuts so completely was just wonderful. Although we were both spent, there was still the desire to fuck again. It was such a horny experience, like nothing before, wonderfully dirty, primal, pure and utter lust. We were both totally elated from the whole experience and neither of us could wait to do it again.

For weeks afterwards we repeatedly recounted it to one another whilst fucking like rabbits. It was utter heaven.

 

About Us and This Blog…

We are a UK based married couple, on the south coast, a husband and wife with otherwise very normal lives, but who occasionally enjoy introducing another male into the bedroom as a sexual partner for the wife. Hubby loves to watch.

By modern nomenclature, we are termed a hotwife and cuckold with the third party guy termed the bull (though these terms seem to mean slightly different things to different people).

This blog explores all aspects of our lifestyle. It records some of our adventures in delicious detail. It explores some of the thoughts and feelings surrounding our experiences. And hopefully it offers insight and the odd bit of advice to others thinking of entering the lifestyle.

It is hoped that maybe along the way we will make a few new friends, perhaps other couples in a similar situation with whom we can correspond & maybe, if local, meet socially.

You can contact us by just clicking here

You can read our (somewhat neglected) Fetlife profile by just clicking here

Oh, and you can see some delicious photos on Flickr of us having fun (see our “Photographing the Fun” blog entry for details of how to view them).