Visiting his wife was Stella.

I met Stella a few years ago. My wife and I have already practiced the chastity belt. But the wife has not cheated on me yet. At least in the open. And we didn’t endure these games even further. Usually I was locked in a belt all week, and on Thursdays my wife arranged for me to defuse. At first it was sex with her. Somehow she caressed me with her hand and I finished it in her hand. My wife laughed and said: "Well, all the cat, this week you got your orgasm."

I was whining that it was not fair, what the spouse said: “I decided to argue ?! Next week, too, only in the handle I will lower! "
I hoped she would forget or forgive me, but then I didn’t know my betrothed badly.

When Thursday came, she laid me on the bed, told me to put my hands behind my head. Then the wife began to caress me with her hand. At the same time, she closely followed my reaction. When I began to approach the orgasm, my wife said: “It seems that someone is starting a trickle now. Yes, cat? Is someone getting done right now? And you remember, cat, that you only have one orgasm a week? Come on, like a little boy, make a trickle on his tummy. “And at that moment I began to cum. Sperm was flying on my stomach, and the first jet hit me right on my face. Wife smeared her hand. And she was not even stripped! I finished and lay naked in my sperm, while my wife sat beside him fully dressed, and reproachfully pronounced: “Well, that's how little the little one finished off. Scratched all. You need a bib and panties next time to put on children. Adult uncles do not do that; they don’t splash on the tummy and face. ”

Then it became a rule, she took off her belt and masturbated to me. At the same time, she said that only the bad little boys were trickling, wetting their pants. And every time I finished and could not help it. Finished and felt like a nonentity. One day, she noticed that I myself was twitching with my pelvis and the same one stopped moving my hand. I was already on the verge and began to bend and move my hips more actively.
Wife found it quite funny.

- Oh, look, someone wants to end? Come on, make fun, fuck my pen. This is your girlfriend for today. See, you're like a little animal, fucking what they give. Therefore, you need to keep in a belt so that you don’t stick your pipka wherever you go.
I finished. Fucked her hand cried and finished.
Soon my discharges became so, she took off her belt, lazily put her hand up and I fucked her.
One day she didn’t hold her hand tightly and I couldn’t finish.
After about five minutes, my wife lost her patience and told me: “Enough, I'm tired.” I whined that I had not finished yet, I asked to be allowed to even jerk off, but my wife never allowed me to do this, and now of course she refused.
“Well,” she said, “you can rub against my leg, but then you will clean up after you!”
And she put the leg. She was wearing light tights, I knelt down and started rubbing against her leg.

“And you look so much like a doggie.” You know, little dogs jump up like that on anything that way. Come on, scream like a little dog.
And I began to cum and whine at the same time. The humiliation was very strong. Not only was I deprived of sex with my wife, but now I also satisfied myself on my knees in half-masculine baby pants with drawings, whining like a dog and fucking my wife’s leg. The apron-bib, like the panties, was also on me. Wife words to the wind did not throw.
When the wife passed the orgasm, she said: “where are you going! And clean up? Lick it! ”I began to resist that I was not a woman to drink sperm, and my wife went berserk:
- So, only women lick sperm, right? And you mean a proud man? Next time you'll be cumming in women's clothes! And lick everything that you put on! In addition, I will allocate you for all 5 minutes! Do not have time - your problems! And now lick,until I added something else to the punishment! ”

And I licked. I understood that the word contains my wife, and I did not want to aggravate.
When I finished, only a wet stain of my tongue remained on my pantyhose. The wife took them off, threw them to me, and said: “you wash with your panties and apron. And next time you put them on. I'll pick up the rest of the clothes. ”

I stumbled into the bathroom. Wash these things, arguing with his wife was more expensive.