Julie of “Strict Julie Spanks” is a friend. We decided to write sexy stories for each other as a private project designed to add some fuel to our sexual fires. The stories are too good to keep to ourselves. Julie suggested that we share with our readers. Julie and I know one another well. You can find the first story I wrote for her, here.
This story is an amazing account of my fictitious visit to her summer cottage. Enjoy!
Sometimes Lion’s work took him a bit afield. He had emailed to his blog friend Julie that, quite coincidentally, he needed to drive up to the remote town of Timmins in Ontario, Canada. On his way, he would be driving up through the area where he knew she maintained a family cottage. He mentioned it without any expectations, but perhaps a little hope?
Lion was surprised when Julie said she would be up there right around the time he would be driving by, and rather than stay overnight at a motel, he should definitely stay at their cottage with her and her husband, David. That was very unexpected! Lion knew that David and Julie were very careful mixing real life and blog life, and Lion was tickled pink. Julie had made no mention of anything kinky occurring, and Lion did not think it his place to ask or suggest. And besides, he was not sure his wife, whom he loved very much and would never betray, would approve even if there was a chance for that.
So Lion convinced himself it would just be two online friends getting together in person and swapping stories, but no more than that. He did, of course, ask his wife’s opinion and permission to stay over at Julie’s. She thought it would be fine but smiled at him and said with a laugh, “but no hanky panky, now!” So that was that. Even if Julie offered, he would have to refuse. Oh well, it would be nice meeting Julie and David in the flesh anyway.
A few days later, and the day before he was scheduled to leave, Lion asked his wife, “But what if Julie or David get a spanking and I’m invited to watch? Is that hanky-panky?” She smiled at him and said, of course, it was. He should say he was not allowed to watch and excuse himself to a different room. “Yes, Ma’am,” Lion replied, quite forlorn. He would no doubt hear such a spanking, but that would do him little good. He could not even masturbate, given his wife kept his cock tightly caged and held the key around her neck, which would be hundreds of miles away. Lion sighed.
On the day Lion left, his wife walked to the car to see him off. As she leaned into the car window to kiss him and tell him to drive safely, Lion could see his key dangling between her breasts. There was to be no reprieve.
Lion was ashamed that he drove off feeling a little resentful. This was maybe his one chance to meet the blog-famous “Strict Julie” in person, and any opportunity to do anything fun at all was cut off at the knees by his wife. Lion was faithful and understood, but he was still feeling resentful despite himself.
About an hour into his drive, his cell phone rang. It was his wife. He picked up hands-free. She told him to pull over as she needed him to do something. Lion was concerned. Was everything all right? He pulled over. She told him to go into the glove compartment and pull out an envelope she had placed there before he left. Lion did so. It was sealed and addressed simply to “Julie.” His wife told him to feel the envelope and tell her what he thought was in there. Lion did so. He felt around and felt a small metal object. He held it up to the light. It was a small key. The spare key to his cock cage???
His wife laughed and told him it sure was. It also held a note she said, from her to Julie, giving Lion an “anything goes” hall pass from her. “You didn’t think I’d really let you visit with THE Struct Julie and not let you make the most of it? You hand her the envelope without comment. She will decide. And in fact, not only will you be able to do anything she wants, you WILL do anything she wants. If she wants to be spanked, you spank her. If she wants to spank you, then you’re getting spanked. If she wants to unlock you and play with your cock, she will play with your cock. If she wants you to fuck her, you will fuck her. If she wants you to suck her husband’s cock, you will suck his cock and do me proud. Any questions, baby?”
Lion thanked his wife profusely. He checked and double-checked to the point she even got annoyed with him. No, she seemed to genuinely want him to have a once-in-a-lifetime experience if one was on offer, and to tell her all about it after. The letter addressed to Julie was the perfect ice breaker, Lion realized. He was required to hand it to Julie, and his wife had made that very clear. If anything could happen, the envelope containing his wife’s letter and the key to his cock cage would ensure it would. It was with a very light heart that Lion drove the rest of the way towards the Muskokas, kicking himself for even doubting his wonderful wife for even a moment.
The GPS took Lion to the dirt road that encircled the lake Julie was on. After that, Lion needed to go by the directions given. He was told to drive exactly 2 Kilometers then turn into the drive marked “Huckleberry Hill.” Lion found the sign and turned into the driveway. There was a car parked there, and he parked beside it. He grabbed his overnight bag and the envelope and nervously made his way to the cottage door. It looked like quite a cozy little shack, set a far way back from the lake. Building permit nonsense, Lion imagined. He rang the doorbell and waited.
The door opened, and Lion was staring at a slim, well proportioned blonde woman whose figure he recognized instantly. Lion blushed a bit at the moment, given what he had already seen of Julie from her photos and facially blurred videos and the photos of his bare spanked bottom and caged penis that he had himself posted.
“Lion?” Julie asked.
“Julie?” Lion asked.
They both laughed.
Julie conducted him down a long flight of stairs. She showed him his bedroom where he would be spending the night, and Lion dropped his bag there, extracting a very good bottle of red wine and a fine aged Single Malt Scotch Whiskey. He offered both to Julie, who took them with a big thank you and a stern little scolding for it being “too much,” followed by a spontaneous kiss on his cheek. Even from the cheery thank you, the little scolding, and the little kiss, Lion could already feel his penis stiffen slightly in its cage. This was THE Strict Julie, after all!
They continued down the stairs (the place was much bigger than it looked from the parking area) and arrived on the ground floor, a combined living room, dining room, and kitchen, all sprawled out, with giant picture windows looking onto the big Muskoka trees, beautiful white birch, elm, and maple; and the lake, so close you could almost dive into the glassy water from there. It was truly beautiful.
“Just an amazing place!” Lion said.
“Thank you, Lion, and here’s David.”
Julie’s husband David walked into the cottage from the side deck wearing a BBQ apron and wielding BBQ tools.
“Hi, Lion! Great to meet you. Heard a lot about you.”
David put down the tools, and he and Lion shook hands. Lion took an instant liking to the man. David was tall and fit, with an easy smile, tussled short brown hair, and cyan-blue eyes. Lion was a bit older than both of them and not quite as lean as David, but he had the advantage of experience on them both. They chatted amiably as David served a bubbly pink Prosecco for Julie while he and Lion each had a beer. They went outside to the patio overlooking the lake as David continued busying himself with the BBQ, and Julie and Lion stood leaning against the railing side by side, gazing out onto the lake.
While Lion took a liking to David, the reality of him being there sunk home, and it did put a bit of a damper on some of the fantasies he had dreamt up during his drive. What he could do with an evening alone with this woman and his hall pass! Oh well, her husband was here, and they seemed to be a perfectly normal amiable couple. Perhaps he had let his imagination run away with him. He would just enjoy the couple’s company tonight and be on his way in the morning.
A note for julie
“What’s that in your hand?” Julie asked Lion.
Lion blushed a little. It was the envelope. He felt foolish handing this over to Julie now. Like a pervert almost. Julie and David were perfectly hospitable hosts, making him feel welcome. With her blonde-haired, blue-eyed innocence, Julie dressed just as you’d expect any upper-middle-class married woman summer cottager to dress, the perfect little hostess, her husband the gracious and gregarious host.
He wanted to say it was nothing and not hand it over at all. It was so inappropriate. But his wife had made him promise to hand it over. He had no choice.
“It’s, ummm, a little note from my wife to you.”
“What? Really? A note from the famous Mrs. Lion? How delightful! Give it here.”
Lion reluctantly handed over the note. “I didn’t know anything about it. It was her idea totally…” as Lion said it, he knew that, while technically true, the note did, contain all his fondest wishes and aspirations for this possibly once in a lifetime meeting with Strict Julie.
“Look, David,” Julie said, snatching the note from Lion’s hand and waving it in the air, “Lion has a note for me from his wife.”
“Oh, sweet. Let me see,” said David as both he and Julie went to sit side by side at the patio table, and Julie began opening the envelope.
Feeling highly embarrassed, Lion went to sit opposite them, nursing his beer, wondering exactly how much longer it would be before he was unceremoniously asked to leave and never darken their doorstep again.
“What’s this?” Julie asked exaggeratedly, holding up the little key.
“Well, I can’t imagine what that is,” David said with a big smile. “Lion, do you know where that key fits?”
“It’s, Ummm, explained in the letter,” Lion said, wishing for the ground to just open up and drag him down out of his embarrassing misery.
Julie opened the letter, and she and David both began reading it to themselves simultaneously. “Well, well,” Julie said, speaking to David, “a full hall pass from his wife. The whole nine yards. And the little key is to his cock cage that he’s wearing right this instant.”
Despite himself, Lion blushed anew. This was not how he imagined things going down!
“Show us, Lion,” said Julie, staring Lion right in the eyes.
While the words were simple and clear, at first, Lion could not process them. Show them… show them… show them what?
“Show us your cock cage, Lion,” Julie repeated a bit more sternly this time.
The words finally processed through Lion’s shocked brain. “You mean, here, now?”
“Stand up, pull down your pants, and show us your cock cage,” Julie repeated, a distinct edge to her voice.
Lion stood up, unfastened his pants, and let them drop to the floor. Both Julie and David looked at him impassively. He reached for the waistband of his underpants and lowered them to his ankles as well.
“Lift your shirt. Let us get a good look,” Julie said.
Lion lifted the tails of his shirt above his waist and held them there.
“My gosh, that looks tiny!” David said.
“It does look a bit… confining,” Julie said, standing and going over to Lion for a closer look. She reached her soft hand out and started manipulating his caged cock, moving it side to side and up and down to see it from all angles. Reaching down and cupping his testicles, asking rhetorically, “when was the last time you came, sweetheart?”
Julie returned to her seat and just stared at Lion’s caged cock and balls. David smiled, shook his head, and went back to his BBQ, putting the steaks on.
At this point, Lion’s cock was trying desperately to harden and was pushing up against his cage in such a way that his penis tip bulged out to the extent it could and began leaking a small stream of pre-cum.
“Oh, Lion,” Julie said, feigning disappointment at his state.
His hardening penis pulled his cage away from his body, making the ring tug painfully at his testicles. Lion doubled over slightly and groaned.
“Balls sore?” Julie asked. “Serves you right.”
“Yes, Ma’am. Sorry, Ma’am.”
“Steaks are done!” David yelled. “Pull your pants up, man, and open that great bottle you brought.”
Lion looked over at Julie for confirmation. She smiled slightly but said nothing. Lion squirmed in embarrassment, not knowing whether to pull them up or leave them down.
Julie stood and said, “go ahead,” and went inside to get the side dishes onto the table. Lion was left alone on the deck with his pants pulled down. He reached down, raised his underpants and pants, and refastened them. He was still a bit breathless from the sudden inspection but gathered himself and made his way inside.
Dinner is served
“Opener’s in the top left drawer, Lion,” David said as if nothing at all had happened.
“The decanter is over there if you think it needs it,” suggested Julie.
Had Lion just dreamt what happened outside on the deck? As if in a dream, Lion opened his bottle, decanted it, and placed it on the table.
David sat on one side of the table and indicated Lion should sit opposite him. Julie arrived last with a plate of grilled vegetables and sat at the head of the table. Lion lifted the decanter and offered wine to Julie.
“Thank you, Lion. Pour just a little first and let me taste it.”
Lion poured a dash of wine into the bottom of Julie’s glass and offered some to David as well. David covered his glass with his hand and said, “wait for Julie to taste it first.”
Julie picked up the glass, swished it with a flourish, looked at its colour and legs, sniffed it deeply, then took a little into her mouth and rolled it around her tongue. “Very nice, Lion!”
Lion filled Julie’s glass to the correct level and then did the same for David and himself. David served the steaks accompanied by Julie’s famous sauce bearnaise and grilled vegetables. No carbs allowed on this table! They proceeded to have a lovely dinner. The conversation was wide-ranging and interesting. Julie deftly changed the topic anytime Lion steered it towards their blogs or anything remotely kinky or sexual. It became clear to Lion that there was no “sex talk” at the dinner table. They capped off the dinner with a dessert of berries and whipped cream and then sampled Lion’s excellent single malt.
Julie went over to the kitchen sink to rinse and load the dishwasher. Lion asked if he could help. “No, no, you’re our guest, Lion.” Lion stood by, unsure of what to do. “Tell me, Lion, do you sleep with that thing on?” Julie asked casually as she rinsed and loaded.
“Ummm… yes ma’am, usually,” Lion said.
“Would it be ok with the Mrs if I let you roam free for the night?
Did Julie intend to unlock him herself? Would she stroke him or ride him even? It would be so exciting to be ridden by Julie! Would David allow it?
“Oh, sorry Ma’am, yes Ma’am, I mean, up to you Ma’am, based on what she wrote…”
“Go bring me your key then. I think we left it with the letter on the patio table.”
Lion excitedly went to get the key. There it was. He picked it up and went to Julie, who held out her wonderful small soft hand for Lion to drop the key into.
“Undress, sweetheart, I can’t unlock you with your pants on, silly,” Julie said as she loaded the last few dishes.
Lion looked around. David was right there. Oh well. Lion stripped off his shoes, socks, pants, and underpants, leaving his shirt on.
“Shirt too, sweetheart, so it’s out of the way.”
Lion took his shirt off, leaving himself fully naked except for his cock cage.
“Hop up here,” Julie said, indicating the kitchen island. Lion backed his bare butt against the island and hauled himself up, so he was sitting at its edge with his feet dangling. “Spread your legs.” Lion spread them.
Julie positioned herself directly in front of Lion, between his spread legs, with his key in her hand. “Mmmmmm,” went Julie. Lion’s cage became tighter again. Julie looked straight into Lion’s eyes and said, “David! Would you please come over here and unlock poor Lion.”
Lion sputtered and recoiled a bit, saying, “no, I thought, you, I mean, please.”
“Awwwww, Lion, did you think I was going to unlock your cock myself? I’m a married woman. I can’t just go handling other men’s dicks like that, unlocking them willy nilly.”
“No, of course, I just meant… I mean, I can do it myself.”
“Nonsense, you’re our guest. And besides, I’m sure your wife doesn’t want you getting into the habit of unlocking yourself. No, David will do it, I insist.”
Lion groaned and closed his eyes as Julie stepped back and dropped the key into David’s hand. David roughly handled Lion’s cage and genitals, unlocking the ring, pulling the cage off, spreading the ring around his testicles, and pulling that off. “Sorry, Buddy,” said David, “She who must be obeyed has spoken.”
“Oh, you!” Julie said, laughing at David’s classic joke. “You’d think you’d never unlocked another man’s cock before.”
“First time for me, how about you, Lion?”
“First time…” Lion said, squeaking a little.
Julie gathered up the apparatus, kept it all together, and put it carefully aside. “Don’t want to lose any of the pieces, now do we?”
As Lion continued sitting there, his penis began erecting despite getting bigger and bigger in pulsating stages until it was fully erect.
“I think Lion likes you, David,” kidded Julie.
“As cute as I am, I suspect Lion only has eyes for you, Baby!”
“Awww, that’s so sweet, honeybunch,” and Julie kissed David, a peck on the lips like two newlyweds in love.
“I do feel bad for Lion, though, all hot and bothered. Look at that thing and no relief in sight.”
“He can jerk it at bedtime,” David suggested.
Blow job julie style
“No, he can’t, silly. Mrs. Lion wouldn’t be pleased with that at all. No, sweetheart, we need to find another way. Maybe just a teensy tiny vow-breaking, honey? A little blowy for Lion? Would you like that Lion, would you like a nice wet blowjob and cum that way? I think we can bend the rules a little just this once.” As Julie said this, she positioned herself between Lion’s legs, spread his knees, and licked her lips seductively. “What do, you think, David, just this once?”
“Up to you, honey, you know you make the rules for things like that around here.”
“Ok, then, for Lion, just this once. Is that ok, Lion? Would you like a nice wet blowjob?”
Lion could not believe his good fortune after being teased by Julie before about the married woman unlocking thing. “Oh yes, Ma’am!” Said Lion, eager to exercise his hall pass in this way, with Julie’s soft lips and hands curled around his engorged manhood, coaxing an ejaculation right into his dirty friend’s famously slutty mouth, husband present or not, damn the torpedoes!
“It’s settled then,” said Julie, stepping away from Lion. Speaking to David, she said, “I absolve you of your vows just this once for Lion’s sake. Go ahead and give him a blowy, Baby, make it a good one!”
“Awwww, honey, no, please,” said David, “you know I don’t go for that gay stuff.”
“I know, sweetie, and that’s why you have to do it. It’s not breaking our vows very much if you do it kind of against your will, you know? If I did it, I’d enjoy it too much. You know that.”
“Get busy. Now!”
“Yes, dear,” David said.
“Wait!” Lion exclaimed, “how about me? I mean, I’d rather not!!!!”
“Your words say no, no, but that big cock says yes, yes, yes! Besides, it’s not your choice Lion. I know what’s best for you, and your wife has made pretty clear I’m in charge. Would you like to get her on the phone to double-check?”
“No, Ma’am,” Lion said, resigned to having a man’s mouth going down on his cock.
“Get busy, David, chop, chop.”
David had a distasteful look on his face but nonetheless bent over and gingerly took Lion’s still erect cock into his mouth and began sucking it. He almost gagged right away.
“Use your hands a bit, sweetheart, and make those big slurpy sounds, and look up longingly into Lion’s eyes. I’ve taught you well enough with my strap-on, haven’t I?
“Yrf Mrrm,” David mumbled, Lion’s manhood now straining David’s mouth.
“I’ll give you a little motivation,” Julie said as she went behind David, unzipped and unfastened his pants, then dropped them and his undies down to the floor. Julie then opened a kitchen drawer and extracted a large wooden spatula, hauled back, and spanked David’s ass with it.
“MRRRRMFFFF!” David cried out, mouth stuffed with cock.
“Owwww! Fuck! Teeth!!!” complained Lion.
“Be more careful, David,” Julie said as she smacked his ass again and again. David kept his lips tightly pursed around Lion’s cock, jerking up and down each time the spatula hit his ass, but trying to use his hands, slobber more, and make eye contact with Lion lest the spanking become even more intense than it was.
Despite himself, the wet friction of David’s mouth on Lion’s cock and David’s fierce spanking by Julie made him harden even more, and he could feel those tell-tale signs of an orgasm approaching. Lion was frankly disappointed that his “fantasy night” with Julie was going to end up with him getting a gay blow job from her submissive husband, but a cum is a cum, and someone in Lion’s position is grateful for what he can get.
“Tell us when you’re close, Lion, so I know to hold David’s head in place for the big spurt.”
“I’m…I’m… I’m close… now!” said Lion.
Julie reached for the back of David’s head, gave it a hard push down until Lion’s cock was fully engulfed and David’s lips were pressing at the base of Lion’s abdomen and testicles, deep throating Lion completely. To his credit, David did not gag violently, trained as he was on Julie’s ersatz cock, Adam.
Then suddenly, Julie pulled David’s head right away from Lion by the hair and watched Lion’s cock twitch helplessly in the air.
“Point of no return?” wondered Julie aloud, staring at Lion’s cock. It was close, but not quite the point of no return, and after a dicey dozen seconds or so, Lion’s immediate urge to climax diminished.
Strict Julie Spanking
“Oh Lion, your expression is priceless. The two of you, in fact. I wasn’t going to end your fantasy evening with ‘Strict Julie’ with a gay-blowjob, Lion. How cruel do you think I am? Ha ha ha ha! I think you need to experience a real, honest, to goodness, no holds barred, Strict Julie spanking. What do you think, Lion?”
“Gulp… yes ma’am,” said Lion, unsure of what he’d just signed up for.
Julie went over to the big three-seater couch and sat in the middle. She indicated Lion should come over and drape himself across her lap. Lion did so, and Julie arranged his hard penis between her thighs and then clamped them together, trapping it there. “Hand me the Muskoka paddle, David.” David went to pull his pants up, and Julie said, “you can keep your pants and undies around your ankles.” David shuffled over to the mantle above the fireplace, got the Muskoka paddle, and handed it to Julie.
“Sorry, this is going to hurt, buddy,” David said as he handed the paddle over to Julie.
“Go stand in the corner out of the way. You can face this way and watch, though.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” David said and did so with his pants still down, and his cock on display visibly hardened from the events he was witnessing.
“Safeword red,” Julie said and began paddling Lion. At no point was the spanking much more than Lion could take, but at no point was it less than that either. Julie built up Lion’s paddling masterfully, keeping him right on the very edge of what he could take, going past it for a few moments until Lion was sure he would need to safeword, and then bringing it back just in time. His paddling went on and on and on until Lion’s entire universe was an endless torment of fiery fanny pain. In his writhing, Lion occasionally glanced over to David, standing pants down in the corner facing them with his erect penis twitching. Lion was embarrassed that a man was seeing him spanked so thoroughly like this and becoming excited by it!
Julie wrapped up Lion’s Muskoka paddling with a final flourish that had Lion kicking and writhing and crying out vocally. She put the paddle down, observing Lion’s deep red cheeks and blanched white centers.
“How was that, Lion?”
“Very, very, very, painful!” Lion said.
“So now on to part 2. David, please fetch me the big purple paddle from the bedroom.” David shuffled off to do his wife’s bidding.
“Oh no, no, please! Miss Julie, please, I don’t think my buns can take anymore! Please!”
“Is ‘I don’t think my buns can take anymore’ your safeword, Lion?” Julie asked pleasantly.
“No, Ma’am,” Lion confirmed.
“I didn’t think so. Now you lie there and take your Strict Julie medicine, young man.”
Lion audibly groaned. David returned and handed Julie a larger, heavier, thicker, denser paddle made by one of Julie’s blog friends specifically for her. It was the paddle that ‘Tracy’ had first used on Julie’s butt. Lion recognized it from the photos on Julie’s blog.
Julie rubbed the paddle all over Lion’s already beaten buns. “This won’t be easy, sweetheart,” Julie told Lion.
“No, ma’am,” Lion said, genuinely afraid.
“But you’re going to take every stroke I give you, won’t you, sweetie? Every last one?”
“I’m giving you fifty solid strokes. You can count them in your head if you want.”
David spoke up for the corner, “Honey, no. It’s too much! Not with that paddle.”
“Hush, hush, hush, Mummy knows what’s best for her little boys. Lion came for a ‘Strict Julie’ experience, and he’ll leave knowing he had one.”
“Yes, ma’am,” both boys said, practically in unison.
Julie raised the paddle and whacked it solidly across both of Lion’s low ass cheeks. Lion had never felt anything like it! The force of the spank temporarily paralyzed his vocal cords. He felt himself giving out a silent scream that a few seconds later turned into an actual cry of pain. “NOOOOOOOO! ARGGGHHHHH!”
“That was one,” Julie said
True to her ‘Strict Julie’ moniker, Julie unrelentingly paddled Lion’s low ass and upper thighs into a horrible hamburgered mess of scarlet red, purple, black, and white. Lion screamed on every stroke. David could see the excitement in Julie’s face, her glassy stare as she got into her zone, as she did the one thing she loved most of all: bringing unrelenting, near unbearable pain to a willing male ass.
Lion exhausted himself crying out on near every stroke, and was reduced to involuntary little cries of “no more… no more…” before Julie had delivered his full dose of fifty solid whacks.
“When I get into this state, I can just keep going forever,” Julie said, “which is why I give myself a count. Ha ha!”
“y…y…yes m…m…ma’am…” Lion said shakily.
“Now you know what it felt like for me when Tracy paddled my ass.”
Lion had seen the photos. He well knew that what he had received had far outpaced anything Tracy had done to Julie.
“David, take a photo of me holding my paddle high up above Lion’s ass as a souvenir!”
David shuffled over to get his phone and to take the photo.
After the Kodak Moment, Julie helped Lion up off her lap and said, “there, now was that a real Strict Julie experience, or what?”
“y…y…yes ma’am. Thank you, Ma’am.”
“Awww, look. Look, David. There are tears. Lion’s crying from his spanking. Isn’t that sweet? You can rub Lion. I have no rules against rubbing here.”
Lion gratefully reached back and rubbed his beaten bottom to soothe it as best he could. There were tears of pain and adrenaline and exertion running down his face.
spanking makes me horny
“I am so horny now!” declared Julie. “Baby,” Julie asked David, “is it ok if I break my vows just one more time? I need Lion’s wet face eating out my pussy. And I mean now!”
“Of course, baby,” said David. “You have my blessing.”
“Lion, go to your bedroom, young man, you have work to do! David, you come with us. Take your clothes off.”
Lion shuffled off painfully to the bedroom. His brain could not even process at this stage that he would be required to eat out his blog friend’s pussy!
Julie rushed excitedly to Lion’s bedroom, stripped off all her clothes, and jumped onto his bed like an excited little girl. She settled seated upright towards the head of the bed with her legs splayed out on the bed in front of her. “Right here, bad boy,” Julie said, pointing to her smooth hairless pussy, already engorged with arousal and glistening with excited moisture. Lion painfully made his way onto the bed. His ass was aching, and he was not as young or nimble as he used to be. And this woman seemed insatiable. He crawled between her legs and began lapping at her tangy-tasting pussy.
“Do you like that Lion? Do you like the taste of Strict Julie’s cunt?”
“Yes, Ma’a…,” said Lion between laps, cut short by Julie forcibly pulling his head down into her hot wet snatch and grinding her pelvis into his mouth.
“David, go get some lube and a condom, and fuck Lion’s ass while he licks me.”
“Nooooo….” cried out Lion as Julie pressed him hard into her pussy and said, “Shhhhh, Lion, you have nothing to say about it except for your safeword, and as long as I don’t hear that, you’re getting ass fucked by my husband.”
Lion considered it, but no. He was a purist. The safeword was reserved for a dangerous situation, where injury might occur, physical or psychological. Neither of those could be said to apply here.
“Julie, I don’t want to either…” complained David.
“You shut the fuck up and do as you’re told. Do I need to tie you both up and whip you bloody to get what a girl needs right now? GO! NOW!”
“Yes, Ma’am!” David said, unwilling to anger his famously strict wife any more than he already had.
“And you just keep licking, Lion, that’s it, that’s nice…”
Soon David reappeared, carrying a bottle of lube and a pack of condoms.
“DON’T make me have to tell you again,” Julie said, looking at David’s look of reluctance.
“Yes, Ma’am, but…” David said, indicating his penis, which was soft.
“Lion, you have a wonderfully skilled mouth. Go fluff David for your ass fucking.”
Lion groaned but lifted his head off Julie, turned on the bed, still kneeling there, and took David’s soft member into his mouth and began sucking on it. He was beyond objecting to anything at this point. He had been thoroughly broken.
Julie reached into the bedside drawer, pulled out a dildo, slid a condom on it, lubed it, and then gently inserted it into Lion’s ass as he was sucking David. “You’re starting to feel how big David’s cock is, aren’t you, Lion. This will make it easier for you to take it. Let’s see. Ooooh, look how hard now! Slide a condom on him, and then get your head back where it belongs.” With that, Julie pulled out the dildo she had been stretching Lion’s back passage with and placed it aside.
Lion slid a condom onto blushing David’s now fully erect cock, and turned back around, ass up in the air, head down in Julie’s crotch, and began licking again.
David used more lube, prised Lion’s cheeks apart, and inserted his penis firmly into Lion’s still tight boy hole. He then grabbed Lion’s hips and began rocking in and out. Lion had never been fucked by a man before. He was a virgin in this regard.
Julie became very excited seeing what was going on and almost immediately bucked her hips and orgasmed hard while clamping Lion’s head to her snatch. All the while, David was piston-rodding into Lion’s stretched asshole.
“Keep going!” Julie cried breathlessly as a second and then a third wave of orgasm engulfed her. Julie was highly multi-orgasmic. Her record was eleven, and not just little crests, 11 full-blown toe-curling orgasms one after the other. The excitement of seeing his wife cum so hard was too much for David, who spurted his load into the condom while buried deep as possible up Lion’s ass. After a half dozen or so amazing orgasms, Julie grabbed Lion by the ears and pulled his mouth away from herself.”That was phenomenal, boys.”
David carefully pulled out, making sure to bring the filled-up condom with him. Lion rubbed his jaw, which had become quite sore from the vigorous licking Julie demanded and the repeated pelvic thrusts to the mouth he had endured.
Julie stood and said, “bedtime now, Lion. I’ll go get your cage.”
“What?” thought Lion. No! He had not cum yet. Surely he would be allowed to cum! Julie had, six times, and David had, in his ass!
“Sorry, bud,” David said, seeing the look of disappointment Lion was unable to hide from his face, “that sucks,” he added, feeling genuinely sorry for the man
A fully naked Julie returned with Lion’s cock cage in hand.
“No, please!” Lion begged
“I’m sorry, Lion. I wouldn’t feel right letting you have an orgasm here with me. I know what your wife wrote, but still. I mean, your blog is called ‘Male Chastity Journal,’ right, so think of this as a male chastity experience.”
Julie took Lion’s erect penis in her hand, and she flicked his tip hard around a dozen times before it subsided from the stinging pain. Then she quickly stuffed his cock into his cage, passed the ring around his testicles, and straining managed to slide the hole over the tabs and lock him in as Lion’s cock began to reharden.
“Phew! That was close. Didn’t think I could get that bad boy back in there!” Julie was still completely naked, her beautiful breasts, pussy, flat tummy, and ass all on show as she bent over to lock him in.
“Nooooooo…” Lion groaned in pain as his penis tried to erect, bulged his cage, and pulled painfully on his testicles.
Julie stood up beside the bed, pulled the covers over Lion, bent down and gave him a big kiss right on his lips. “Good night Lion, that was so much fun for me and such an amazing train of orgasms. David, give Lion a goodnight kiss.”
“David! You had each other’s mouths on your cocks, and you came fucking his ass. The least you can do is give him a little night-night kiss. On the mouth, baby, as I did.”
David bent over and kissed Lion on his mouth. “Thanks for the… cum… Lion”
“No problem,” Lion muttered, equally embarrassed.
And with that, Julie and David both left Lion, his penis throbbing in its cage.
At 2 am Lion was still not asleep. His ass was sore as hell, his jaw still hurt, and his cock and testicles had been bothering him all night, not seeming to want to soften at all as the intense experiences of the evening circled around in his brain.
The door to his room opened. He turned and saw the silhouette of a naked woman slip in.
“Shhhhh!” Julie whispeed urgently, placing a finger on Lion’s lips. She pulled the covers off Lion, unlocked his cock fully, and set the apparatus down on Lion’s bedside table. She slid a condom onto Lion’s instantly erect cock.
Then Julie mounted Lion, straddling him and facing down his body towards his head. She adjusted herself so that Lion’s penis slid easily into her hot pussy. Lion moaned in pleasure at the hot wet embrace.
“Shssss,” Julie repeated, bending down towards Lion’s head. “David doesn’t know,” she whispered.
Julie began rocking on Lion’s cock, feeling the pleasure and pressure of Lion’s decent-sized cock filling her and pressing into her G-spot if she angled just right.
“I read your book, Fan Mail, remember,” Julie whispered, “I guess you have a thing for this, right? Now let’s see, if I just lift up a bit, that gives you the freedom to thrust, right? Go ahead, do it now. Be quiet when you cum!”
Normally an ethical and moral man, at this point, Lion did not care if Julie’s husband knew or approved or not. He bucked and thrust for all he was worth and came in one of the biggest, longest, and most intense orgasms of his life!
“Tee hee!” Julie giggled quietly as she pulled herself off Lion’s spent cock. She carefully pulled the condom off and brought it to Lion’s lips. Squeezing it like a pastry funnel until all of it was in Lion’s mouth. “You know my rule…”
Copyright 2021, Julie Delmar. All rights reserved. Used by permission of the author.