My husband has a small cock. I didn’t marry him for his dick obviously. But, he not only lets me have lovers, he encourages it. So he is a keeper. Sometimes he watches, sometimes he doesn’t. But, he is older and just can’t get off like he use to. Well the other night, I came home and I was well fucked. Both holes got it good and hard. I showed him my creampies and let him be a good fluffer boy and clean me out. He asked me why my holes were gaping open so much and I explained that my lover had a coke bottle thick cock. And a cock that thick stretches a woman out. He inquired if that felt good for me. I told, “Honey you can’t imagine how intense the cum is getting fucked by something that thick.” His little pencil dick could never give that kind of cum.
He wanted to stroke his cock while cleaning me up, but I was feeling particularly deviant that day and I denied him. “My pleasure is your pleasure, and that is all you need tonight,” I told him. I know it frustrated him, but I can’t let him cum whenever he wants or he will not learn to appreciate his orgasms. Boys of all ages need to learn control of their cocks. They masturbate too often, then wonder why they can’t cum for a woman. It’s up to women like me to take control of a man’s orgasm and let them know when and how they may ejaculate. I sent him to bed with blue balls and said if he was a good boy, I may let him cum in the morning. I came and that is all that mattered.
I woke up in the middle of the night and I heard strange moaning. Not like arousal moaning, almost like pain moaning. I get up to go see what is going on, not at all happy about being woke up. I find my husband in his bathroom masturbating with a coke bottle up his ass. I ask him what the fuck he is doing when I told him he couldn’t pleasure himself tonight. This kinda violation will get him cut off my from creampies for a week. He tries to tell me he wanted to know how it felt to have something that thick inside him because he wanted to cum as hard as I did earlier with my coke bottle thick lover’s cock. I couldn’t believe he not only ignored my instructions, but he actually thought a coke bottle would feel as good as a thick throbbing cock. Idiot. I ordered him to remove the bottle and stop trying to get off. “You are not worthy enough to cum; hell you might not be worthy enough to cum again for months” I smirked.
He tries to pull the coke bottle out of his ass, but it won’t budge. I am laughing hysterically. So my loser husband has a tiny clit stick and a big old coke bottle lodged up his ass. “This is your just punishment for disobeying your hot, superior wife,” I inform him. I told him I didn’t care if it ever came out because his dick is worthless to me. Hell it’s worthless to anyone. He begged for help. Promised to be a good boy and do whatever I wanted. I’ve heard that before. He is good for awhile, then his love for jacking off supersedes his love and loyalty to me. He obviously needs more discipline. I teased his little dickie, got it hard while he was in pain because I am just that hot. Then I left him high and dry with a hard dick and a coke bottle up his ass. I tossed him a jar of Vaseline and said, “Get it out yourself moron. If you had listened to me, we’d both be asleep.”
I then went back to my room and got on the internet and started researching chastity cages. My hubby obviously doesn’t get the whole I’m in charge of his orgasms thing, so his tiny worthless pecker is getting locked up and only I will have the key. That will teach him to touch himself without my permission.
