Once again, I was watching Liam fuck my wife. This time, he was plunging himself slowly but steadily into her virgin ass. I knew how it felt to have him inside like that, though Cheryl had not had the preparations of toys and anticipation that I had. I was even plugged full while trapped here, observing in gagged silence. I could tell from the sounds she was making that it was overwhelming and intense for her. Her cuffs,...

Part of me wanted to scream. I wanted to call out to Cheryl to tell her she didn’t have to do this, but of course she wasn’t doing any of this for me. I saw the look on her face as she squirmed, teased by the vibrator resting against her. She wanted Liam inside her more than perhaps she had ever wanted anything. While we both waited for what was to be next, the time moved so slowly. It was so surreal. My wife was bound on...

As I stood there in the dark closet, helplessly suspended and sissified, I could only watch Lydia turn back towards Cheryl. She had finished laying out her purchases on the foot of the bed, and had turned back to face Lydia with a nervous expression on her face. Bits and scraps of ruined lace and satin were scattered about at her feet. Lydia, still dressed impeccably, moved closer to her. “Sit on the edge of the bed, baby...

I woke to a silent, vibrating alarm. I was confused for a moment about where I was and why my underwear felt so strange but as my thoughts cleared, it all came back to me. I carefully reached down and into my pyjamas to confirm and sure enough, I was still wearing panties and they were stuck to me with dried cum. I got myself up and headed quickly downstairs. All my supplies were in our shared en suite bathroom so I could...

I sat down at my desk and powered up my computer. Once everything was up and going, I signed into my OnlyFans site. I was shocked by the numbers displayed on the dashboard landing site. My queued updates had been going out regularly, making the site an automated instrument of my humiliation and exposure. It was clearly resonating with some community, as I was now at a rather dizzying subscriber count of nearly a thousand....

As I tidied up the kitchen and loaded the dishwasher and washed the pans, I tried not to let myself imagine Cheryl tied spread-eagle on our bed with Lydia over her, or sliding down between her thighs. It seemed like too much to be able to take in and imagine. There had been a time, back when I made an attempt at opening up some of my kinks to Cheryl, that we had played a bit with handcuffs and blindfolds and even some vib...

I woke slowly and with a growing confusion about how everything felt a bit strange and off. The bed felt different and I didn’t quite recognise the feel of what I was wearing. These feelings grew until I opened my eyes and felt the memories return. It was only as I blinked myself fully awake that I realised that I was still holding Liam’s cock in my hand. He was mostly soft but still large, and he felt warm with my finger...

I was a bit uneasy on my feet at first, but in no time, Liam was pulling me into a large bedroom upstairs. The taste of his cum was still filling my mouth, and I found myself licking my lips over and over. I wondered if this was truly the room and the bed he shared with Lydia. It was huge—a king size at least—with a full four-post wooden canopy. “Bend over the bed, slut,” he commanded with hunger in his voice. I moved the...

I felt a bit silly as I lowered myself down to my knees and edged towards the toy, jutting out at me from the mirrored wall. It was embarrassing to be confronted with my reflection. I wasn’t made up or in a wig, so it was just my own face edging towards the rubber cock with my lips parting and mouth opening wide. Liam stood close just off to the side, watching intently. “Put on a good show for me, Crissy. I want to see yo...

I struggled to catch up with Liam and then to keep up with his pace as he led the way without talking. Rushing made me very aware of the plug inside me. It turned out that he did bring me to a theatre, though it wasn’t one that I imagined I could have ever found on my own. The street entrance was into a rather generously open used book store. I simply and silently followed Liam as he gave the man at the cash desk a small...

The weather was perfect, so I got everything ready and set up so that I could start grilling as soon as Cheryl got home. She welcomed the idea when she arrived and went upstairs to change into more comfortable clothes while I got things started. Watching her climb the stairs, I wondered how successful her outfit had been in attracting attention and how much she had enjoyed seeing all those eyes turn and jaws fall open. I...

I woke with a smile, though the details of whatever dream I’d been having eluded me. Perhaps I was imagining things but as I looked over at Cheryl, just starting to stir, it felt like I could still taste her pussy on my lips. Cheryl seemed to wake with warm memories as well, as her lips were curled in a smile. We rose and began our normal week-day morning routine with only a small touch of awkwardness around each other. H...

I was halfway through preparing one of our favourite and quick meals before I realised that tacos might be a kind of tease. It was too late to stop and make something else, so I just hoped that she wouldn’t notice or take some kind of offence. She arrived home a little later than normal, so dinner was ready when she opened the door. I could see a look of nervousness on her face. It brought me back to Liam’s reminder. I wa...

My sleep was unsettled and uneven and my mind was too full of what had happened to rest. When I finally gave up on attempting to sleep, I realised I was almost afraid to leave the room. I didn’t feel prepared for what awaited me out there. The house was still quiet so I was pretty sure that Lydia hadn’t left. I lifted myself out of bed and dressed quickly in yesterday’s clothes. Given how little of the day I’d spent in th...

Lydia and Cheryl were wrapped up in each other’s arms. I could see Lydia move to bring her tongue down to Chery’s pussy and I stood there, helpless, watching this woman lick my wife clean. It was a fresh kind of agony to watch as she received this loving, post-coital attention as I just hung from my restraints, stretched across the St. Andrew’s cross, with my spent cum cooling in the condom. Watching them together, gettin...