1. Girlfriend sets up the future of us


    Date: 10/26/2014, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: d328captian, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Well into our first week in our new lives, we respect each others choices. Her choice to keep me around as a lover, and supporter of her and her freedom. And my choice to love and support her while she enjoys her freedoms as a cuckoldress! The first week was full of those awkward moments, much like a new relationship. Expectations become exposed, and the weirdness slowly subsides as things that were once taboo are now 'normalized.' We settled into a routine of after work pampering. I usually cooked dinner, and cleaned up. Following that with foot rubs (since Sara was now dressing sexier, including heels that make me drip!) and backrubs in bed. The evening would usually end for Sara after a wonderful explosion from the workings of my mouth and tounge, or her vibrator, and they would end for me severl hours later when teh pain from my cramped cock, locked in chastity, finally subsided after the excitement of taking my lover over the edge. I don't sl**p much anymore! --------------- The first weekend of our new life was quite different than I was used to. I was told, quite directly, that Sara wished to spend most of the time with Jackson and his friends. I guess I expecte that, even though the sharpness of teh humiliation in my gut was not aly less intense a week into our new life. I was told that I 'may' stay at 'her' house during the weekend, and if I did I was expected to tidy it up. I agreed to do so. Friday night was intense. I was so horny. I tried to count the days ...
    since my last release, but everything after 5 was a blur. Her bed spelled like her. I was alone in her bedroom. Her closet. Around everyting that reminded me of her. Everything was sexy now. She was more confident in herself, and dressed accordingly. Super sexy pumps were tossed in her closet. I straightened them up, as my cock tried as hard as it could to straighten. Dresses, with low tops and high skirts were haphazardly dangling frm hangars, as she decided what to wear and left the remnants for me to fix. I hung them dutifuly, so she may look sexy for another man someday. Perhaps that dress will entice a manlier man than me, so that he may slide his cock into the woman I love so dearly. Underwear in her closet seemed magnatized by the floor, and I crawled to pick up every last panty and bra. With these delicates, I took extra time. Laying the panties flat and wrinkle free. Bras folded perfectly so they wouldn't be an eyesore under her skin tight outfits. I placed each one in the drawer in which they belonged. It took me a long time to clean. Everything takes longer now when you balls are as blue as the depths of the ocean. Pains I never knew could exist battle me every day. The pinches on the skin, and the encased swelling trying to pierce the plastic sheath. But under that, deeper, was the dull pains in my groin. The pain of my swolen, overproducing balls full of unreleased fluid, bursting from withing. It was putting pressure on muscles and organs I had never felt before. ...
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