Have You Had Sex With A Woman In Front Of A Locked Boy? Or Made A Locked Girl Tease A Locked Boy?

My first ruined orgasm

A couple of evenings ago, my wife and I got to playing in the bedroom, knowing that the guy she has been fucking on the side specifically told her that he did not want her to cum for a couple days leading up to their next encounter. He wanted her to be frustrated and beyond aroused when they met up. As neither of us had cum in days, we were both getting pretty sexually frustrated. I had been making passes at her all day, grabbing her ass, squeezing her tits, rubbing her nipples, etc. at every possible opportunity. To her credit, she continuously shut me down saying that she wasn’t allowed to fuck me, let alone cum.

As the night drew in, she decided to take pity on me and said even though she couldn’t cum, and I couldn’t be inside her, she would still make me cum since I was getting so restless. As we lay in bed she started slowly stroking my already hard cock. I could immediately tell that the simple act of stroking me was already making her wet. Her breathing began to be more labored, and her stroking speed increased quickly.

Knowing what this was doing to her, I felt bad and told her that since she couldn’t cum herself she could try giving me a ruined orgasm, so that I maybe get just enough release to be able to focus on work the next day but am left still sexually frustrated. It was a concept completely new to her, but immediately she loved the idea when I told her that it was basically just her taking me right to the edge and then abruptly stopping all stimulation just at the right moment. She neither agreed or disagreed on what she was going to do and instead lowered her perfect, kissable lips to the head of my cock and took it into her warm, moist mouth. The sensation was amazing, as always, and I immediately began moaning my appreciation. As she took more and more of me into her hungry mouth, my need to cum increased dramatically. She sensed this, and started increasing her intensity and started stroking my hard shaft with her hand in rhythm with her lips. I was about to go over the edge, so I quickly grabbed her head and hand and stopped her, saying I was too close. She gave me a very short reprieve and continued her ministrations with even more fervor.

I stopped her one more time and attempted to a third time, but when I went to pull her off of me she resisted and only took more of my throbbing cock down her throat and stroked me harder and faster. This was it. The point of no return. Realizing she had decided she wanted me to have a full orgasm, I resigned myself to enjoy the feeling of a full release. To feel my cock tense up and my cum erupt out of me and into her sexy little mouth, as I’ve done so many times before.

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” I gasped, breathily heavily and moaning. To my horror, right as I started to say this, she pulled her warm, moist mouth off of my cock and released her hand immediately. The sudden absence of all stimulation on my member hit me harder than I had ever imagined it would. I was so sure that she was going to give me a full orgasm. There was not one idle thought in my mind that suggested she was going to try to give me a ruin. I watched helplessly as my cum emptied out of my engorged cock head, with only a very minor accompanying feeling of pleasure. It was the most sexually frustrating moment I think I have ever experienced, and I have to say that I hate that I loved it. When the “orgasm” subsided, she idly played with my pooled cum with her fingers, rubbing it around in circles at the base of my dick.

Part of me wanted to scream, to grab her by the hair and shove her back down on my still erect cock and force her to finish what she started. The other part of me was enthralled by the sexual frustration that she had delivered and didn’t want the feeling to go away.

In the end, I relished in the feeling of being denied release by her and accepted it. The next day was the day she was meeting her side guy, so we locked the cock cage on me before heading to work and she took the key with her to be sure I would be in it all day.

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Special Spanking Part 2

The rest of the day, after receiving my girlfriend Lydia’s text with her photo, I was nervous and anxious, almost afraid to go home to get the punishment I deserved. More than that, she’d grounded me for the weekend, meaning I would be naked and bound at all times and would be spanked twice daily, by her and her “special friend,” who would be joining us. I was miserable, but also highly aroused by the thought.

When time passed and it was time to go home, I knew my freedom was over. I drove home, then parked. Where I lived, there was a common parking area, then a long walkway to my residence, an end unit townhouse. I parked, then started to walk slowly, my head down, already shamefully hard and blushing about it.

“Hello Ryan.”

I looked up, and my heart sank. It was Sydney, my girlfriend’s best friend. She was, like Lydia, provocatively attired, but it was difficult to get excited knowing what she was about to do to me.

I took in the sight of her for a moment, from her sunglasses down to her bare feet. The thought kept going through my head - this woman is going to spank me - and the foolish thought of trying to run away passed through my consciousness.

But I knew better. Sydney worked as a police officer. She was trained to take me down.

“Take off your shirt, Ryan,” she told me. “Now.”

“So you’re the special friend?” I asked.

“You know that I am,” she replied. “Obey now.”

I glanced around to see if any of my neighbors were watching but it didn’t matter. I had to obey. I stripped off my shirt and dropped it to the ground. Sydney reached behind her and got her handcuffs off her bikini’s waistband.

“Turn around, hands behind your back,” she ordered, something she’d probably said hundreds of times, but never to me. I turned around and gave up my hands, and she handcuffed me right there where anyone could see.

The woman held me and picked up my shirt. “You are under arrest and in Lydia’s custody. You have been sentenced to a weekend of bondage and spanking. Once inside, you will be stripped naked and remain naked until Monday morning. Do you have any questions?”

A tear was already escaping my eye as the beautiful woman led me toward my apartment, and my fate was sealed. I was captured and would be held prisoner without any hope of escape, and I knew I deserved it.

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