Be Careful What You Wish For: A Cuckold's Story by J.W. McKenna Page B

look.”
    Rick nodded and pulled them down in front so he could get his cock out, which was now rock hard and ready to go. He could see Liz’s pussy was coated with white crust, damp in the middle. He didn’t care. This was his chance and he was going to take it!
    He slipped himself inside without foreplay for fear Darrell might change his mind and began to rut with her. She felt looser to him and for a moment, he thought he might not generate enough friction to come. Thankfully, he was so horny he could feel his cock rise to the occasion and he soon climaxed, shooting his seed deep into her well-fucked pussy.
    “Aaahh!” He cried out and sank down on her. Liz hadn’t made a sound during his efforts. It was as if he were a gnat, buzzing around.
    “Feel better?” Darrell said.
    “Yeah. Thanks.” He immediately cursed himself for thanking the man. It had just slipped out.
    “Sure. Now, I’ve got a present for you.”
    “Yeah?”
    “But first, why don’t you clean that nasty-ass spunk out of her. I don’t want any of your seed to mix with mine.”
    Rick bent down and tongued Liz, sucking out his own semen, mixed with the harsher taste of Darrell. Liz began to respond, making small sounds in her throat that increased in volume the longer he continued. He kept at it, knowing Darrell wouldn’t let him stop until she was satisfied. Finally, she crested into a small orgasm and he pulled away.
    “Good. Now go get my bag from the floor there.”
    He scrambled off the bed and fetched it. Darrell rummaged around inside and pulled out a box. He handed it to Liz and said, “I’ll let you do the honors.”
    Rick was puzzled. What was that – some kind of new jewelry for her? Or him? Her anklet was a constant reminder of his cuckoldry and he expected something similar. When she opened the box, there was a metal device of some sort and her eyes went wide. She looked from it to Rick and over to Darrell.
    “Really?”
    Darrell smiled. “Really.” They both looked at Rick.
    “What?”
    “Climb up here and kneel down.”
    He obeyed, not sure what was going on , but pleased to be allowed on the bed . When he got closer, he could see she was holding a … oh no , he thought.
    “What the hell is that?” he said, but he knew – it was a male chastity belt, this one in the form of a small cage .
    “It’s for you, Rick,” Darrell said. “Just try it on, okay?”
    He shook his head and his wife said, “Just for a minute, honey, so we can see what it looks like.”
    He allowed himself to be pulled onto the bed and he knelt in front of Liz . He didn’t put up much of a fight. It seemed right to do this, at least to try it out. He was already wearing girl’s panties, this was just the next logical step. Liz bent over him and he could feel her shoving his soft cock into the device. He had seen them many times when he had been mastu rbating to the cuckold sites. He had wondered about what it might be like, to be caged, unable to touch himself or fuck his wife. It had always given him a secret thrill. He allowed her to fasten it closed, pinching the top with her fingers where a padlock would go. It had a strange effect on him. His cock wanted to grow erect, but the device would not let him. Whenever it did, he could feel a row of metal spikes dig into him. It turned him from a man into an “it.” He could feel it working on his mind already.
    It scared him that he liked it so much. “Take it off.”
    “Just a second,” Darrell said and produced a small padlock that he had been holding in his free hand. Before Rick could react, he had moved Liz’s hand aside and locked the device!
    “Hey !”
    “No, not yet. Pull up your red panties and let’s see how you look.”
    “No! I’m not ready for this!” He pulled at the device, which only hurt himself. It would not budge.
    Darrell looked over at Liz. “Told ya.”
    She smiled. “You were right.” She got up.
    Rick watched her reach into the bag and pull out the