How my wife tortured meMy wife is a beautiful blonde hair blue eyed spitfire. She stands five foot four and weighs an even hundred pounds. He thirty four b tits are perfectly perky and never need a bra. She is totally aware of how I lust after her body. She always teased me with short skirts or tight pants when we dated. After we married she had to ease up some on the sexy cloths but only due to daily life and work. She has been cuckolding me from day one, she never hid the fact that other guys where enjoying her body all the while we dated. And even after we Wed she would have afairs outside our marriage. The office she works in has a dress code, male employees wear suits and ties and the females must wear either skirts or dresses. This is where a big part of her torturing of me comes into play.Every weekday morning after I’m dressed and ready for work my wife has me set on the bed and talk to her as she dresses. She will stand totally naked after putting on her makeup and look through her closet for the days outfit. Once she has decided she will hand my the garment to hold while she puts on her underthings. This is either a garter belt and stockings with or without panties or shear to the waist pantyhose always without panties. Her office wants the ladies classy looking without bursa escort looking like a sex shop. The hem lines are all just above the knee so she shows enough leg to draw attention without being to flirty. The neck lines are never to low, even though when my wide is leaning over to fasten her high hills I can see down her top enough to see all her titties except her nipples. A few times a month I’m asked by her to clean her pussy after it has been fucked by one of her guy friends. This can take place after work during the week and almost every weekend. Just knowing what she wore to work on a particular day is always on my mind. On days when she leaves the house in a garter and no panties I’m sure I’ll be eatting a messy pussy as an appetizer before supper.The new girl in the office made friends with my wife very quickly. She said they sneek and exchange stories about fucking outside their marriage. Tammy is her name and my wife said they each have wet pussies after their story telling. Tammy told my wife how she keeps her husband locked in a cock cage and she is in total control over his orgasms. The excited my wife and she ordered a stainless cage for me on Amazon. It has a screw in tube that runs up my urethra and has a hole through it for pissing. At first I was excited to see her bursa escort bayan handle my junk and lock it up. I can’t explain how sexy it felt as she pushed the tube inside my penis. Then with rubber tipped pliers she tightened it. I wore it all that day at work. I was constantly reminded of how my penis was under her control. That evening at home she told me she needed a cleaning, she had entertained a friend after work. When I was finished licking her clean I told her to unlock me so I could have sex with her. She smiled and said no. She stood and brushed her skirt down and said I need to start supper. I protested tell her I was hard and needed released. She told me to drop my pants so she could see. She was amazed at how my penis was trying to pull the cage away from my body. She handled it and asked it hurt? I said no not really but I’m extremely horny and I need relief. She let go of it and said no again. I took my pants off and followed her into the kitchen with my stainless hard swing back and forth in front of me. She turned and faced me , then very matter if a factly told me to get away from her that she would unlock me when she see fit. And every time I asked it would add a week to my imprisonment. I took a cold shower to make the erection go down. The next morning escort bursa as I watched her dress she made it even worse on me. A black nylon garter belt holding up off black stockings with a four inch wide band of lace at the top. And then her favorite black push up bra. It makes two perfectly round globes of her tits. Lastly she pulled up a pair of black nylon panties. I questioned why the panties. She said the thought of you locked up makes my pussy wet and I don’t want a spot on the back of my skirt. Then she pulled up a black and white skirt, she pulled it up a bit higher than she would normally. Then a black pull over sweater. The outer garments did a good job of hiding the sexy underthings. That evening after supper my wife asked if I felt like eatting some pussy for dessert? Of course I said yes. In the den she eased the sweater over her head and unbuttoned the skirt. With two shakes of her hips it fell to the floor. Then hooking the panties with her thumbs she bared her cleanly shaved vagina. On my knees I took her ass cheeks in my hands and buried my face in her crack. I ran my tongue between the lips, she was wet already. I asked if she had been with someone today? She said no that was all her. I was kept locked up the first time for three weeks. Now that we have been into this lifestyle she loves experimenting with me. I have gone as long as three months without release. And the last few days of each time she will make it extremely hard on me. Sexy cloths , creamy pie pussy and dirty talk.