When I got home from work Wifey was waiting naked by the door, before I could set my bag down her hand had found her toy through my shorts while her other pulled me into her. As my world disapeared into her lips, my bag hit the floor just before my shorts and she pulled my shirt off of me. Stepping back to admire her toy wearing only her cage with a look that had me worried and excited in equal measure.
"You've been a very good boy lately" removing her key from around her neck and cradling her blue balls and caged cock in her hand, "good boys deserve a reward".
Wifey gently traced the imprints of the cage before wrapping her hand around her just freed cock. I was lost in her beautiful curves and her ring sitting just below the head of her pulsing needy toy. With a sudden tight grip and a firm tug she ripped me back to reality and off to the shower.
"I'm going to have so much fun with you" she purred into my ear, with her body pressed against mine and her knee pressed to her very full balls, as we waited for the water to warm. Biting and sucking my neck, almost taking my knees out from under me. Wifey pushes me back, sitting me on the bench and stepping between my legs. She gripped her cock between her legs and pressed her full lush breasts to my face, as I throbbed and kissed, lost in sub space. Wifey grabbed one wrist then the other putting them into the suction cuffs on the shower wall. When she stepped back I pulled against the cuffs trying to keep my lips to her breast, as she giggled about how excited I was.
After teasing her cock till it was bobbing and streaming pre-cum she turned around gripped it and began running it along her slick warmth before sliding it deep inside. Her velvet walls clenching around me as she settled in with a moan and a wiggle of her beautiful ass. The view and the sensation seemed to melt my mind as she pressed her hands into my knees sliding her self along the length of me, rolling her hips around with just the tip in her amazingly tight grip before taking it all in.
Every piece of my body was begging to release as she continued her ride, only her lack of permission keeping her churning full balls from filling her.
"Hows that feel hubby?" She asked as she sits up taking one ball in each hand, squeezing them in rythym with her clenching. A partial moan all I could manage. "Does hubby want to cum?" A strained "yes" escaped my lips as I felt that familiar pressure building and myself quickly coming to the point of loosing control. Just then, she stood up leaving me teetering on the razors edge of exploding. She has perfect control of her toy!
She grabbed the soap and began washing herself as I hang in the cuffs and struggle to mantain grip on reality. Once released and standing Wifey had me wash everything except her toy, she was very careful to to scrub every piece of her very sensitive and reactive cock and balls. Now rinsed, out, and dry Wifey grabbed her cock and led to the bedroom.
She pulled me around the bed to the dresser turning to me, slid her hand up to my neck and her thigh against her balls before pushing me onto the bed and crawling on top. Starting at my lips she worked her way kissing and biting along my body pressing her breasts together as they slid along her almost painfully hard cock, her lips finally meeting the base. The stare from her beautiful eyes keeping mine locked on her as she kissed slowly up the shaft, sliding her lips over the crown while her tounge danced on the frenum. Bringing me to the edge a couple times and giggling when she had to let me come down. She popped her lips off moving down to her balls, first kissing then sucking one into her mouth before moving to the other.
"I need to get something" as she stands up and moves to the dresser. She crawls back on top and drops a condom on the bed beside me, apparently the look on my face gave me away. She leaned down to my ear taking her toy in hand and guiding it into her as she whispered " that's right Hubby, that should get you excited. Me getting that means things are going to happen that I'm not sure you can handle!" She rocked her hips into position and slid her self down on her cock sitting up with her hands on my chest as her movements and clinches ushered me quickly to the edge. The satasified confident smile on Wifey's face reminding me how turned on she gets making me struggle. Once she had her fill toying with me, and edging herself along the way she moved beside me and opened the condom.
"I don't think you can safely control this anymore" she said with a naughty smirk as she rolled the condom onto her toy, which at this point was enough to have me moaning and trying to push into her hand. Once back on top Wifey was riding her toy with a whole new intensity, secure in the fact that she could push me as far as she wanted with no worries of me loosing control. Her hand around my throat while her teeth and lips danced around my ear, I could feel her tighten with each stroke pushing each of us closer to cumming.
She picked her head up enough to bring her eyes to mine as her hips kept going, in that moment the feeling of being owned, kept, safe, and happy was overwhelming. Pushed well beyond the point I thought possible, almost paralyzed by the pleasure unable to form a real thought beyond need, Wifey began her count. Steady as always with her eyes still locked on mine "10". My mind scrambling to make sense of what I heard, am I really going to get permission? "9" doing everyting possible to just hang on while, with every move and count, Wifey's strong grip kept tightening as her pace quickened. By the time "1" pushed its way into my brain through the torrent of pleaure, a screaming whisper of "please" is all that my body managed to get out. My senses already slipping away as I watched her lips say "cum for me" before my sight too fell to the intensity of what Wifey created. Every last drop of energy from my fingertips to my toes ripped through my body exploding through her cock, nearly screaming as what little conscious mind I have left struggles to cope with whats happening. It's then I feel her walls start to spasm as her orgasm wahses over her.
Once the pleasure had its way with our bodies Wifey cuddled up next to me as I lay there, spent, exhausted, almost hollow. Soon she slid the condom off of me and bounced off the the bathroom. With nothing left, I drifted off into a nap. Shortly waking to Wifey laying down beside and kissing me.
Out of nowhere I feel a grip on her toy, thinking at first she was holding it in her hand. A thought enough to end the refractory period, as her toy began to swell the realization set over me that the grip wasn't her hand at all. I moaned into her lips as it sank in that she had caged me while I was asleep. In ecstasy one moment and locked away back under control the next. We turned right way on the bed and currled up for sleep, whispering our love to each other as we drift off. Her very deeply satisifed, and her toy throbbing in its cage unaware of what the next week would hold.