Cuckold Circle II, Chapter 9

[pakihotwife]

“Tariq I want you to suck, lick and swallow every last drop of cum that Quan deposited in me during our last fuck. Now you have 10 seconds to decide if you can do that. If you can’t, we drop out and go back to you being the cuckold that you were before. Simple.” Aisha explained .

Tariq was aghast. Not in his wildest dreams had he ever imagined that Aisha would ever ask him to do such a thing. And to make matters worse he hardly had any time to think.

“Oh and one more thing Tariq,” Aisha intruded Tariq’s thoughts, “if you do this now, you will be expected to do this every time I have lovers over. It’s one of the rituals all hubbies perform. A kind of thank you.”

Almost hearing the clock ticking in his head, a defeated Tariq realised that he really had no choice in the matter, he had to do it. Aisha would be sorely disappointed, plus he would miss seeing her enjoying herself at the parties and finally admitting the truth to himself Tariq knew that he belonged to that BC Circle.

Slowly he walked over to the foot of the bed and got on his knees looking expectantly at Aisha, who had a look of triumph in her eyes.

“I knew it, I knew you would not let me down Tariq.” Aisha said sliding to the bottom of the bed and putting her legs over Tariq’s shoulders, her fingers keeping her pussy lips closed to prevent Quan’s cum from leaking out.

Tariq was immediately hit by a strong aroma of male ejaculate, almost making him gag. Not even his previous oral sex sessions after the last 2 parties could match that. But realizing that he had little time, Tariq swallowed hard and moved aside Aisha’s fingers and immediately plastered his lips around her pussy, as Quan’s cum slowly oozed out of Aisha into Tariq’s mouth, who waited as long as he could before swallowing, the taste almost making him throw up, an impulse he fought back, he partial erection deflating.

“That’s it Tariq, suck it all and drink down every last drop. Show me how much you enjoying my cuckolding you with Quan.” Aisha cried out breathlessly as Tariq tried to obey her.

Slowly as Quan’s ejaculate flow back slowed down, Tariq started to lick his wife, who moaned. Enjoying the velvety tongue on her sore pussy.

“Oh I have died and gone to heaven,” Aisha cried out, “first Quan takes me there, and now you are keeping me there. I love it so much.”

As always, his wife’s reactions, made Tariq want to pleasure her even more and forgetting that it was he juices mixed liberally with Quan’s salty cum that he was swallowing, Tariq abandoned all caution and proceeded with gusto, eventually bringing Aisha to orgasm. Tariq emerged looking up at his wife, who gave him a lovely smile.

“Thanks Tariq, I knew you would not let me down.” She said happily.

Tariq just nodded, trying his best to get the taste of Quan’s cum out of his mouth, and failing miserably.

“Oh don’t worry about the taste,” said Aisha observing his discomfort, “you’ll get used to it soon. Took me sometime as well. But I guarantee you’ll start enjoying these sessions.”

And she was correct, less than two months later Tariq was happily lapping up yet another lover’s deposits, without a care or concern in the world. Happy to be giving Aisha something that her lovers would not as she had said, no Alpha male would ever lick his own, let alone another man’s cum out of any woman, that’s what you beta males are for and that by doing so you are only strengthening has status as a beta male. And just a little while later things had reached a point that Tariq would get immensely aroused when doing that, his mind now associating the activity with pleasure, even though the only pleasure he got was knowing that his was being pleasured.

Later, when Aisha got together with some of the other wives, they shared stories. All happily chatting away about experiences.

“So Tariq passed the first test?” Someone asked over coffee.

“Yes,” Aisha replied, “and I am surprised how easy it was.”

“Don’t be,” someone else piped in, “once these men start to accept things, they are quite pliant.”

“Still, sucking another man’s cum out like that...I can’t tell you how much I enjoyed seeing him do that.” Aisha let her thought hang and the women around laughed.

“Of course you did, we all did. What better confirmation could he give you of his true nature?” Linda asked.

“None at all,” a few voices chorused.

“So one more test to go, and Tariq will be ready for the pool party.” Rachel said a little while later when almost all the women had left and only a few close friends of Rachel’s remained.

“What does he have to do?”Aisha asked, her curiosity unbounded.

“I think it’s time to let her know.” Linda looked over to Rachel who nodded.

“Well sweetie, it’s not so much what he has to do, but rather what he must accept.” Rachel explained.

“You know what this is?” Asked Marie, taking out from her purse a metal tube with a locking ring at its base.

“I think I have a good idea.” Aisha smiled nervously.

“Well if you do, then Tariq has to be wearing one of these full time before he can be invited to a pool party.”
Linda said.

“Why?” Aisha asked.

“Simple Aisha, one it keeps the men in check, the hornier they are, the more they want to serve, two after having being denied sex with us for so long, it is inevitable that they will be ready to explode, and the last thing we want at the pool party is hubbies running around with tent poles in their speedos drooling all over the bikini clad wives. The wives are all off limits to hubbies for sex, any kind of sex except the occasional time when we give them a mercy fuck.” Linda explained seriously. “They are there to serve, they act as waiters, valets, bartenders, cooks. They are not there to ogle at scantily clad beautiful women for pleasure. Being locked up keeps them focussed on why they are there.”

“Besides, it also guarantees constant good behavior, as they know we will only take it off them when feel they have really earned the right to an erection and perhaps an orgasm.” Said Marie.

“Hmm, but how do you convince them to wear it? And how long do they usually keep it on between orgasms” Aisha asked now intrigued by the idea.

“As far as convincing them is concerned, again it isn’t as hard as you might think. You just need to wait till the right time, and then use the right attitude of disgust, annoyance, and unhappiness. And they keep it on for as long as you want them too. My David has been locked up now for a little over a year and in that time has gone roughly 4 months between erections and orgasms.” Nancy, another of the veterans explained.

Aisha considered Nancy, on the surface of it she looked like a perfect mother figure. In her late 40’s, slightly over-weight, but as Linda had told Aisha, ever since joining the group, Nancy had lost a lot of weight and had gained a self-confidence she had lacked before. Most women of the group considered Nancy to be the perfect boss wife, mixing domination of her husband flawlessly with her love and devotion to him, yet at the same time being a stern disciplinarian and demanding as needed. All qualities that had blossomed in her since she joined the group.

“Yes,” Rachel entered the conversation, “Tom has had his on for almost 2 years. Even when we went on our cruise vacation last year, he had it on all the time. He understands that all the sex I need from him comes from his tongue. I let him get erections every now and then, but orgasms are limited to special occasions like birthdays and anniversaries, and when I feel like he has really earned one.

Aisha nodded her understanding.

“Do all hubbies wear one?” Aisha asked.

“No not all. Unlike sexual abstinence for hubbies, chastity belt is not a requirement of the BC Circle.” Marie explained.

Aisha went home that evening, with the chastity tube in her bag, determined to put it on Tariq as soon as possible.
Several days passed and Aisha was unable to find just the right moment. In that time it was not uncommon for Quan, or Ty to drop by for an evening quickie, after which Tariq would run up to the bedroom the clean out Aisha. By now he had begun to relish and look forward to the job. A fact not lost on Aisha, who loved it as she grinded her pussy on Tariq’s lips as he lapped it all up.

“Oh Tariq,” Aisha said breathlessly, “that was some of the best sex we have ever had. You are amazing with your tongue.”

“Thanks darling.” Tariq said proudly. His penis twitching.

Aisha put left hand in Tariq’s underwear and started to play with his semi-hard penis. Gently squeezing and caressing it, making Tariq sigh. It had been so long since he had felt her touch there. Eventually Aisha told Tariq to take out his penis, which she then proceeded to masturbate to orgasm, as Tariq cried out in pleasure.

“Thanks Ma’am,” Tariq cried out as he ejaculated into the tissue paper Aisha held against the hole of Tariq’s penis. But she stopped as soon as he started to ejaculate, making his orgasm less intense than if she continued on. Still for Tariq it was pure paradise and he breathed heavily.

“So Tariq tell me the truth, you have been masturbating, haven’t you?” Aisha asked accusatively.

“Yes I have, I couldn’t help myself.” Tariq answered defensively.

“Tariq, firstly I think that’s a disgusting habit, secondly you know full well that hubbies of the BC Circle are not allowed any kind of sexual relief not specifically allowed by the wife. So you clearly you are not really committed to being in the BC Circle, now are you?” Aisha asked, her voice dripping with annoyance and disgust.

“I am Aisha, I am, but it’s so difficult. You are always dressed so sexy when going out, or going to Rachel’s for a party, or when one of the Men comes over. I try to remember that your body is off limits to me, but I can’t help it. I just have to relieve myself. It’s so frustrating, wanting you all the time yet knowing I can’t have you.”

“I understand that sweetie, but at the same time I want you to remain chaste. It makes you a better husband and a better cuckold. I am sorry if this sounds selfish, but I want sexual pleasure to be about me, not you, and frankly I think the more your sexual pleasure is limited and controlled, the happier I will be. And the better cuckold you will be.” Aisha spoke in a very matter of fact manner, not hiding the fact that she did not think Tariq needed much sexual gratification.

“I see.” Said Tariq. “And I will try my best.”

“I don’t think that’s good enough Tariq, I want it to be that you are totally reliant on me for release no matter what, and that unless I want it happen, you will be helpless to relieve yourself. I know you start to get hard when you are giving me oral sex or cleaning me up after I had sex, but I want that to stop now. Erections for you must be earned.” Aisha said. “Tariq to put it simply nothing will make me happier than being in total control of your sexuality. And mind you if you think I am demanding now, I will be even more so afterwards. But I think you love me enough to want to be the perfect Circle husband, and join a very select few who are in the same boat. ” Aisha said confidently.

“But how?” Tariq asked swallowing hard, knowing that he really had no choice in the matter.

“With this.” Aisha said, reaching into her bedside table draw and taking out the chastity tube. “This is the second and last chance you have to drop out of the circle, if you don’t agree to let me put it on you, we will leave the group because I think having the tube is the final and most important commitment you can make to the Circle’s ideals.”

“A chastity tube?” Tariq asked surprised. He had often fantasized about being locked up in one of those, but always felt that Aisha would think it silly. And he understood why the tube represented the ultimate acknowledgement of the Circles ideals that men like him were beta males meant to serve with no expectation of reward or sexual pleasure, and that their wives bodies were off limits sexually. The tube was a guarantee and ironclad expression of that fact.

“Oh good you know what it is. I want to lock you in it right now Tariq.” Aisha said forcefully, leaving Tariq in no doubt that she meant it. “So sit at the edge of the bed and let your pecker and balls hang over.” Aisha told Tariq, who slowly did as she asked and spread out his knees as Aisha kneeled between them.

Aisha took Tariq’s penis in her hand and he started to get hard again, drawing a look of annoyance from her. Still as much as he tried not to, he kept getting hard. Aisha got fed up and got some ice from the mini fridge in the bedroom. She rubbed the ice all over Tariq penis and almost immediately it deflated, allowing Aisha to quickly slip on the tube, and lock it around Tariq’s balls.

“There, all nice and snug. Won’t be troubling you anymore Tariq.” Aisha stepped back and admired her handy work. “Just how it should be.” She said kissing Tariq on his forehead and cupping his testicles softly. “I hope you enjoyed the orgasm I just gave you, it’ll be your last for quite a while sweetie.” Aisha said sweetly walking away, her sexy gait making Tariq desire her even more. He felt his penis start to rise, but the small cruel metal tube did its job perfectly not allowing him much room to get even partially erect.

That night Tariq’s sleep was greatly disturbed. He had vivid dreams of Aisha with one man after another, each ravishing her body while Tariq cleaned up after. Each time his penis tried to get hard only to be painfully prevented by the tube. So restless did he become that Aisha eventually ordered him to go and sleep in the room next to the kitchen, as he was causing her too much disturbance. It took several weeks before Tariq became fully accustomed to the tube imprisoning his penis. In that time Aisha did not make it easy for him, making out with him lots and demanding plenty of oral sex too. Hooking up with one of the Men several times a week, keeping Tariq’s tongue exceptionally busy, making his lust for her grow by leaps and bounds. Aisha herself was least concerned with effect she was having on her husband and it did not even occur to her to release him, even for a little bit. As she had warned Tariq, she had completely forgotten about his sexual pleasure.

Finally, Aisha felt that she could now happily accept an invitation to one of the group’s pool parties. Now that Tariq was ready to provide service. She felt that it was important that he be there as a hubby, one of the few who were there because they met the qualification of being belted. Aisha wanted to show Tariq off to the other women, particularly the ones who had not as yet belted their own husbands. Plus Aisha really enjoyed seeing her husband serve.

“I have volunteered you for massage duty.” Aisha said after explaining what the pool party was about. There was no Circle. Only a handful of belted hubbie’s were present, while all the Men were invited. While not a true sex party, it was not uncommon for the wives to end up in the bedroom upstairs at least once during the day.

“Finally, all those extra-curricular classes you took in college are being put to good use. You are an excellent masseur, so your services will be much sought after.” Aisha explained to a nodding Tariq. “And remember all the women there will be very scantily dressed, perhaps even topless, keep your eyes lowered at all times, gawking at the women is strictly prohibited, you must not be seen to lust after anyone’s body. In fact keep your eyes closed when you giving a massage to a woman, it’ll make things easier for you. Understood?”

“Yes Ma’am.” Tariq replied knowing that the day would not be easy for him.

Two days later they were once again at Rachel’s house. Aisha asked Tariq to accompany her upstairs so they could change. She changed into a pink string bikini as Tariq caught sight of her walking over to him, quickly dropping is eyes.

“Here,” said Aisha holding out something in her hand. “This is for you,” she said giving her husband a black speedo.

[northern32]

Is there going to be a chapter 10? This is very well written.

[Sarahann648]

I agree this is an excellent story.

Thank you for the hot story

Sarahann