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It had been almost five full weeks since Amy last visited Ted. That was the fifth time she had left me at home alone while she met another man for sex. Like the previous four times, when the sun rose on the day after her last visit, she acted as if it had never happened. She again returned to being Miss Prim and Proper around me and around our friends. No one would have ever suspected that this church-going, choir-singing, demure little housewife behaved like she did when she let her hair down. That was five weeks ago mind you, and lately her prudish veneer was starting to crack. Over the past week or so, she was constantly acting antsy, as if distracted. Her libido was higher; in fact, she let me out of my cock cage twice in the past ten days. I knew what was on her mind; she was getting ready to call on Ted to get “properly” fucked, as she had described their liaisons to me.I am the victim of my own circumstances in this, mind you. Months ago, I had talked my wife into sleeping with another man. Well, sleeping is a misnomer. There was no sleeping involved when Amy met up with Ted. She explained it to me as pure, hard, animalistic fucking, and she loved every minute of it. The only reason she had ever met up with Ted was that I had asked her to be with another man so I could watch. Seeing her get fucked by a big cock had been one of my fantasies. Well the whole thing kind of backfired on me when she agreed to let another man fuck her, but not let me watch. On top of this disappointment, she made locking me up in a chastity cock cage part of the deal. It is a bit of a story how I got roped into that one. So here I am, my cock locked in a cage watching my wife get hornier day after day, and knowing that she isn’t much interested in me. She is dreaming of getting a good fucking from her well-hung lover. On Monday evening, while we were watching television, Amy received a call on her cell. She looked at her phone then jumped up immediately to answer the call in another room. I could hear her muffled speech as she talked in the kitchen. Judging by her tone of voice, she was expressly happy to be talking to this caller. Amy received quite a few calls from friends, but something in her tone told me that this call was from Ted.When she returned to the living room a few minutes later her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were sparkling. She sat down across from me and turned toward the television, saying nothing.I looked to her, and inquired, “So, that was Ted?”She spun her head toward me quickly and looked at me with surprised, wide eyes. Her expression quickly changed from surprise to a naughty grin and she flushed further in embarrassed excitement.“Um, yes,” she said, unable to suppress a widening smile.“When are you going to meet him?” I asked, watching her struggle to suppress her excitement.“Saturday,” she answered in a quiet tone, turning her eyes from mine. This is the way it went each time she got ready to meet Ted. It would start a few weeks after her last visit. She would start to get horny for his big cock and would act differently, and day by day she would go through a metamorphosis of sorts.Amy would transform from the quiet, modest church wife that was extra quiet and reserved. She changed from someone who would never utter a swear word, never wear anything remotely revealing, never watch an ‘R’ rated movie, to a completely absorbed slut that was desperate for her lover’s hard cock and loved to tell me about their hard, nasty fucking. By the time she had completed the transition, over a week or so, her inhibitions were gone. Her shyness and reservation about cheating were completely lost. There was nothing that would stop her from Ted and his ‘wonderful fucking’, and she called it. She would even tease me lightly about it. It took several days to transition from the prim little church girl into a slut, but if things progressed like they did every other time, it was sure to happen. Tonight, she was just starting down that path. By Saturday she would be talking and acting like a total slut. It was an interesting transition to watch, and truth be told I loved to see it play out in her.“His place again?” I asked.“No, actually. We talked about a hotel room. A suite. I told him you’d be happy to pay for it if you got to watch.”“Really?” I exclaimed.“Yes, really,” she answered with a smile.“Ted is okay with that?”“Yeah, He actually seemed to like the idea.”“Oh?” I asked, not really caring why at all. I just wanted to see my cute little wife being a complete slut while this Ted character pounded his big cock into her.“Yeah. He suggested it. He really liked it when I told him, um, what you did when I got home last time.”What Amy was referring to was what she asked me to do when she got back from Ted’s place a few weeks ago. She had been in full slut mode then, and the thought of it made me very horny. Amy coaxed then basically demanded that I eat Ted’s cum from her pussy. After getting me to me to eat it from her pussy, she then spread her ass and begged me to lick and suck Ted’s cum out of her ass. Today, she cannot even speak about it, instead saying, “what you did.” She is a chameleon. I love it.“I don’t know if I’ll want to do that again.”“We’ll see. Who knows what might happen with you there?” she asked rhetorically. “Maybe I’ll İstanbul Escort get a chance to watch too,” she said looking at me with a naughty grin.“Watch what?”“Oh, who can tell? Ted and I talked about it a bit. Keep this in mind; I have the key to your fun and when we get there you will be all locked up. I will decide when and if you get out of the cage,” she said, making it truly clear who was in charge of this escapade.“What you should do now is book a suite at the Excelsior for Saturday. Try to get an early check-in, and late check-out too, okay? We’ll all be spending the night.”I smiled at her as I pulled out my phone to make the reservation, she grinned back with a lusty grin then walked out of the room dialing her phone as well. I could only expect she was calling Ted.In the days leading up to the weekend, Amy became more and more excited, and I must admit I did too. As expected, I remained in my cage for the duration of the wait. Amy liked to know that I was getting as horny as she was as the days then hours clicked down to Saturday afternoon.Amy started getting herself ready on Saturday morning. After five days of anticipation, her demeanor had fully transitioned. She was no longer the quiet wife from next door, she was the cock craving slut you dreamed about in high school. She was now not the least bit shy about talking about what was on her mind. She dressed and meticulously applied her make-up she chatted excitedly to me about how much she was looking forward to Ted’s big, strong cock.“It’s not just mental excitement either,” she told me,” its physical. I can feel myself getting wet just thinking about what’s going to happen today, tonight… tomorrow.”By noon she was ready to go and so was I. She looked gorgeous in another new outfit she purchased for the occasion. It was not something she would wear to church mind you. It was intentionally revealing, hot and sexy.“Do we need to stop and get anything?” I asked as I loaded our bags into the car. Mine was a simple overnight bag, but Amy had a full suitcase that was heavier than I expected.“No, I don’t think so,” she said, “I think I have everything we need.”It was a half hour drive to the hotel, and Amy was fidgeting in excitement. She was like a kid waiting for her present. I was excited too. This was finally going to be the fulfillment of what I had asked for months ago, I was going to watch my wife fuck another man!“Are you sure you are ready for this, Brent?” she asked as we drove.“Yes, I am sure. I asked for this. Are you going to be okay with me watching?”“Watching Ted and I fuck? I’m fine with it. But that’s not what I was asking; are you going to be fine with the rest of it?”“The rest of what?”“Being with Ted. You’re okay with being in bed together with him and I?”That statement sort of caught me off guard. I hadn’t really thought about what role I was going to play this weekend. I had been so focused on watching, and hopefully masturbating while I watched, that I never thought of anything more.“Well that depends on what you mean by ‘together’.”“Oh, come on, Brent,” she said looking at me, “Admit it. You want to watch your wife with another man. You licked Ted’s cum from my pussy, and from my ass. You can’t tell me that you don’t have a bit of a ‘Bi’ streak. You want to suck on Ted’s cock, don’t you? I bet you’ll let him fuck your ass. He wants to, you know. He is full-on bisexual and loves to fuck men in the ass. When I told him that you licked up all of his cum, he said, ‘He’s Bi. No man who is one hundred percent straight eats another man’s cum!’ And I think I agree with him.” “Well it was your pussy and ass I was licking though, I’ve never been with, or even thought of being with another man.”“Here’s what I think…,” she said, fidgeting with the key hanging from a chain around her neck, “I think you’ll get so horny watching Ted and I that you will be willing to do anything to get that cage off.”“Not fair, Amy!” I responded.“I don’t know, Brent; I think it’s pretty fair. You have a fantasy to watch me get fucked by another man, and tonight, you get to fulfill that fantasy. I think it would be really hot to watch two guys fuck and I want to fulfill my fantasy too.”“Besides,” she continued as she started swinging the key, “Ted wants to fuck your ass, so I’m gonna let him, it’s the least I can do after what he does for me.”“You’re gonna let him?” Why do you think that is your decision?”“Because I have this,” she said shaking the key at me with a coy little grin.I just looked at it and at her and had nothing to say in response. That key held a lot of power.“Oh, fuck, I’m so horny right now!” Amy said.“Me too,” I admitted, “I’m just not sure about…”“Oh, Brent, you’ll be fine, it’ll be hot! Lots and lots of couples have threesomes for fun. You’ll enjoy it, I promise,” she said as she touched my arm and tucked the key away inside her dress. She smiled at me as I turned the car onto the hotel drive.“Oh yay! We’re here!” Amy squealed.I stopped the car at the entrance and popped the trunk. A doorman opened the door for Amy as another young man opened the trunk.“Checking in?”“Yes, thanks. We’ll take both bags,” I told the bellhop.“Fine, Sir,” he said politely pulling the bags from the trunk.Amy took my arm and we entered the lobby, where were greeted by the İstanbul Escort Bayan desk clerk.“Hello, we have a reservation – Clark”“Okay sir. Ah yes, the Summer Suite. Very Nice. It is ready for you, sir,” he said presenting a folder with two actual keys on top.I handed the bellhop one of the keys and $20. “Please bring my wife and the bags to our room,” then speaking to Amy, “Sweetheart, I’ll look after the billing then I have to run an errand, I’ll be right up.”“Alright,” she said, looking at me with curiosity. She was too excited to worry about me very much though, and her curiosity quickly faded. “See you soon!” she said with a smile, as she turned to leave with the bellhop.I finished up the billing, took the folder and paperwork and headed to my car. I felt I needed a drink or five if the day was going to go as Amy had explained.I do not drink a lot, but when I do drink, I am pretty particular about what I drink, and I doubted they would have it in the mini bar in our room.I remember there being a mini mall that had a liquor store just a little way down this road, so I pulled out of the hotel and started on my way to the mall. My phone rang, it was Amy.“Hi,” I answered.“Hi, the suite is gorgeous! What are you doing?”“I want to pick up some whiskey.”“There’s a bar in the room.”“I want Crown Royal. They won’t have that.”“Okay,” she replied. Her voice brightened as she said, “I called Ted; he’ll be here soon, he’s on his way. I’m so excited!”“I bet you are… Do you want anything?”“You know what I want… Ted’s bringing it!” she said with a giggle. “How long will you be?” she asked.“Ten minutes, maybe fifteen.”“Well don’t be too long, or we’ll start without you.”“I’m sure you can wait…”“Don’t be too sure,” she said giggling and hung up.I stepped on the gas a bit and hurried along the somewhat busy street as best as I could. I certainly wanted to be there and watch Amy and Ted from the start of the meeting, but now it looked like I might be a bit late.It turned out that the liquor store was farther than I thought, and it was busy, adding to my frustration as I tried to rush. By the time I got what I wanted at the store and started back I had already been gone for twenty minutes. I stepped onto the gas pedal a little heavier.My phone rang with another call from Amy. I pressed to hands-free button on the dash.“Where are you?” she asked.“On my way back now,” I replied.Just as I said that a police car passed me going the other way. I checked my speed and realized I was going well over the speed limit.I looked in my mirror to see brake lights on the cop car, then the emergency lights came to life as it turned around to come after me. “Damn! I was speeding and a cop is pulling me over.”“Really? Well Ted will be here any… Oh, that’s him! He just knocked on the door. Gotta go! Don’t be long!” she said a rushed, excited tone before hanging up.I pulled over and waited for the officer to come up to my window.“In a hurry today sir?”“Uh, yeah officer. My speed got away from me.”“Uh-huh. License and registration please.”I dug my license out of my wallet and rummaged around in the glove compartment for the registration. My mind was only partially on the task though, my thoughts were pretty focused on what my wife and Ted would be up to in the hotel room. I found the registration and gave it and my Driver’s License to the officer.“I’ll be right back. Just stay here sir.”The officer headed back to his car with the paperwork leaving me to my thoughts. I picked up my phone and called Amy. No answer. I called again; it rang until it went to voicemail, so I hung up. My mind was racing. What are they doing? Are they going to wait for me? I sent Amy a text. ‘I’ll be there as soon as I can’. I waited for a few seconds looking at the phone in my hand, but she sent no response.“Damn!” I muttered to myself.I sat there lost in my thoughts. What are they doing? Why is Amy not answering? Are they already fucking? Is she sucking his cock? Is she serious about wanting to watch Ted fuck my ass? All these thoughts conjured up a litany of images, feelings and sounds in my mind. I knew I wanted to watch a man fuck my wife, or I’m quite sure I did. Sure, one can never be sure of how they will react in a situation that they have never experienced, but I was sure turned on by the thought of it. Also, cuckolding was my favorite porn to watch, I fantasized about it often and I loved hearing from my wife how much she loved Ted’s big cock.Now, having someone fuck my ass, that is a different story. Honestly I do like to use toys in my ass, something Amy doesn’t even know about, and I have been intrigued at the thought of having a woman pegging my ass with a strap-on, but actually having gay sex – having a man pound his cock into my ass and cumming inside me? That is something I never really fantasized about. Maybe Amy was right though. Maybe I would get so horny watching Ted fuck her that I would be up for anything… I wonder what it felt like to have a hard cock in your ass or shooting cum into the back of your throat. As I considered these things there was a surprising stirring in my cage.The officer seemed to take forever. ‘Just give me the ticket and let me go!’ I thought as I looked in the mirror at the police car behind me. I had no outstanding Escort İstanbul tickets or other driving issues as far as I knew, what was taking so long? My mind again drifted away from the cop and the delay into what my wife might be doing right now with Ted. She sure dressed up nice for him, certainly she would want him to appreciate how good she looked for him and would not be throwing their clothes off immediately. We had what, twenty hours until checkout? They would certainly wait for me, wouldn’t they?I saw in my peripheral vision movement in the mirror as the officer left his car, walking toward me.“Alright Mr. Clark. Here is your license and your registration. I see you have a clean record and since you didn’t make things difficult, I’m going to give you a break today. I’ll let you go with a warning this time. Today must be your lucky day.”“It might be, Officer… Harris,” I said reading the nametag on his vest. “Thank you.”“Drive safe, Mr. Clark,” he said as he turned away from the window and stepped back toward his car.I put my car in gear and as I looked at the time. Ten minutes! This stop had cost me ten more minutes. By the time I get back to the hotel it will have been almost a half hour that Ted would have been alone with my Amy. He might be fucking her ‘wonderfully’ before I got up to the room, I thought. I fought the urge to hurry as officer Harris pulled his patrol car into traffic behind me.Fifteen minutes later I was walking down the hall of the hotel, steeling myself for what I might see as I opened the door into ‘Summer Suite’. I inserted the key, turned it and pushed the door open, not really knowing what to expect.Apparently, they had not been into waiting. The entire scene was laid out in front of me, I saw, heard and smelled everything, all at once. Amy’s dress was on the floor as were her underwear. A pair of jeans were also on the floor, a shirt and underwear beside them. There was no order to the clothes strewn about, they were dropped as they came off, discarded for what they were – a hindrance to Ted and Amy’s lust. Pure hot lust it was too, I could see it, hear it and smell it. Amy was facing me, but she was folded over the leather sofa only fifteen feet away, and Ted (I assumed) was behind her, furiously fucking my wife. She squealed in pleasure on each of his thrusts. Amy raised her head as she heard the door close. The look on her face was pure lust-filled pleasure. A smile formed on her face that I didn’t recognize, but then when I fucked her, she never squealed and panted either. Ted for his part seemed only mildly interested in my presence; he kept fucking my wife, never missing a beat.Amy continued to look at me while I watched Ted feverishly pound his cock into her from behind. I consciously checked myself, confirming that I was okay with this. As I suspected, I was not put off, angry or repulsed by seeing my wife getting seriously fucked by another man. I loved it! The pulsing of my cock in its cage confirmed that.I looked Amy in the eye and smiled at her which seemed to put her at ease as well. She turned her face down and closed her eyes, again able to focus on Ted’s reportedly fabulous cock that he was currently slamming into her. The key hanging from the chain around Amy’s neck caught my eye as it swung in time with Ted’s thrusts as he rammed his cock into her, over and over and over. That key was what would soon release my cock from its locked cage, and if there was a time when I wanted it out of the cage, this was it.“Ugh, Ugh… Ah! Yes!” she grunted, “Like that! Yes! Fuck me!” she called out, her whole body shaking as he slammed into her again and again. Ted needed no encouragement; his constant thrusts were as steady as a metronome. His thighs were slapping against my wife’s bouncing ass, as he buried his cock inside her without pause. I looked at his face and found him looking at me, his expression carrying a hint of curiosity. He had seen me smile at Amy, so he would have known I was not upset at the fact that he was fucking my wife, but he appeared to still hold some uncertainty of this situation. I gave Ted a disarming, easy smile and nodded my head at him as a sign of acceptance. The unease in his expression faded and he smiled back at me, then grabbing Amy’s hips firmly, he started to fuck her harder, with abrupt, solid strokes. Amy came unglued.“Yes! Oh yes! Oh Fuck! FUCK!” Amy cried out, “Yesss… Fuck me! Fuck me hard, Ted! Fuck ME!”I stood and watched for probably two or three minutes as Ted fucked my wife hard and loud. She was crying out in unbridled passion, making sounds I had never heard. She gave up all inhibitions, releasing herself into wanton lust. For my part, my lust was growing too, evidenced by my cock struggling against the confines of the cage that Amy had placed on it.“Uh huh…Uh huh… Yes! Yes! Yes!… FUCK!… Fuck!… Fuck! That feels SO good!” Amy cried out as I watched.Eventually I came out of my reverie and moved away from the door to the matching sofa sitting adjacent to the one Ted had my wife bent over.From my seat on the sofa I had a more intimate view. I could see Ted’s big cock sliding in and out of my wife’s eager and overlubricated pussy. She was incredibly excited and wet – I could hear the sucking sounds of her sloppy crevice gripping Ted’s big cock. Amy was right, Ted’s cock was big. Very big. In fact, it was kind of embarrassing when compared to mine. Ted’s cock was much bigger around than mine and when he pulled back to thrust into Amy again, the part of his cock I could see was longer than mine, and who knew how much of that monster was still inside of her!