Stupid Selfish Man

Stupid, Selfish Man

As told by Heather, his wife who is more frustrated by the day, but who aims to change things - and soon!

This is the preamble to the story. The sex takes off more in part 2.

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My husband likes to get his rocks off. A lot. But so what? Many people do. The trouble is, he doesn't wait for me! Let me explain.

We're not youngsters anymore, so sex is a little different now that we're not 21. Used to be he'd climb aboard and we'd have a wild, orgasmic ride, then in just a few minutes he was ready to go again. Nowadays, IF he can go again a second time in one day, that's a big deal. Most days once he's fired off his cannon, he has no more ammo for the rest of the day. Hell, most times he can't even raise the flag the second time. When we're together, that's ok, because he's a gentleman and always lets me orgasm first.

But the bastard is so horny all the time that he doesn't wait for me!

Since his job now has him working from home, he's able to go online, find something naughty to look at and whaddya know - he gets himself off. Then when I get home after work and want to jump his manly pile of bones... well he SAYS he's interested, and he kisses me lots, fondles me and ACTS like he's interested but there's one part of him that doesn't want to play. Do you know how frustrating that is?!?

So I've been thinking about ways to change that.

I told him that he couldn't jack off unless I was with him. He "agreed" with me, then went right back to jerking off when I wasn't home. So I snapped a cock cage on him. That kept his hands off of my property!

Every day I'd come home to a very randy man who's every waking thought was to get me to bed as fast as he could so I would release him for our fun. And it was! For weeks I had some of the most intense sex of my life. In fact, just to be a little devil I decided to lengthen the days between sex, making him stay locked in that thing for 2 days, 3 days or more. He was going crazy! I loved how ravenous he was to see my naked body and how very hard he got the moment the cage was removed.

At the end of the month I told him how much I was loving things but he confessed that he truly hated being locked into the tight, steel cage so I asked him if he could be good and not play with himself if I stopped locking up his dick. Of course he said he'd behave - and he did - for the whole first day. By the second day I came home to a floppy dick again and KNEW that he took matters into his own hands, or maybe his right hand, the horny little shit.

"What about me?" I demanded. "Now you're spent and I want a hard cock to fuck. Can you supply it? No? Well how would you feel if I went out and found one to take care of my needs since you're so selfish and only think of your own? Would you like it if another man sank his big hard cock into my soft, wet, tight little pussy and shot his spunk all over me? Think hard about your answer mister."

He sheepishly lowered his head. "There's got to be some other way. I hate the cage and I WANT to wait for you but some days I just get so horny that I gotta blow off. Isn't there something else we could try? I don't want you with another man."

I thought about it then made him a non negotiable deal. "You want to skip the cage and stay unlocked during the day, right? And you expect me to believe that you'll ALWAYS wait for me, every single day? I have zero belief that that will be the case for any length of time but before I resort to finding other cock - and don't push me or I certainly will - here's what I'm willing to do," I said in my most stern, don't-fuck-with-me voice.

"Step 1. You stay unlocked. All the time. Look at sports, look at porn. I don't care. But if you can't help yourself and you... help yourself to a solo orgasm, I'll tie your wrists and ankles in that doorway very securely and administer 10 kicks to your naked, low hanging and very exposed balls. Not 10 kicks like you see in porn that the guy takes with ease. Nope, you'll be gasping for breath after the first kick. Your caveman brain will be telling you to do anything you can to get away from my vicious kicks, but you won't be able to move. By the end of the kicking you'll be begging me to stop but your pleas will fall on deaf ears."

"Do you understand this so far?"

His head whipped up. " 'So far' ?"

A very stern scowl from me brought his hasty answer.

"Y-yes, I understand," he said.

"Pay attention, there's more. I don't for one minute think just a few kicks will keep your hands off of your dick so there are a few other embellishments that I'm sure will get your attention. Step 2. Those 10 kicks? That's what'll happen the FIRST time I catch you tugging your tool. They go up 5 more each and every time. At some point the number of kicks and the pain they'll give you will be too much for you to handle, but I'm a loving, caring wife who will gladly stop if you tell me you can't take it anymore. All you'll have to do is agree to Step 3."

"I don't think I'm going to like Step 3," he said, looking genuinely worried.

"No, I should think you won't. Once you admit that you're not man enough to take some silly little kicks from a petite little girl and tell me you want me to stop kicking your soon-to-be-destroyed nuts, I'll untie you from the doorway, move you to the bed and retie you there, spread eagle and face up, then I'll head over to Stan's house for the fucking that you keep denying me. Don't worry, his wife says he doesn't last long so I should back fairly quickly, but she did let on that what he lacks in staying power he more than makes up for in his prodigious outpouring of cum. I'll run right back to you and settle my used twat right on your face. Yes, you'll be licking my pussy until it's completely clean and you'll swallow every drop of his manly goo."

"But I'm not gay, and I'm not eating another man's spunk. No way!"

"And you don't have to, my darling! All you have to do is keep your hands off of that lovely cock of yours, but if you can't control yourself, you just have to man up and take those kicks. But I warn you, 10 kicks will escalate into 50 or more very fast if you keep playing with what should be only mine," I said to him, feeling very good about our new arrangement.

He glared at me but said nothing.

I knew he'd weaken before long and jerk off so he'd soon have to take my kicks. Did I mention that I was NOT going to go easy on him? I have a pair of platform heels that are quite bulky and heavy that he always drools over when I wear them. I'll bet he'll come to loathe them very soon. Hmmm... I wonder how many kicks he'll withstand before he taps out and accepts me sleeping with Stan?

It turns out I didn't have to wait all that long to find out.

Go to part 2 for more.