A Frustrated Wife

Paul and Liz, both in their late 50s, had been married for nearly 30 years. They had enjoyed a great sex life. Paul's tastes were on the kinky side, including male chastity/orgasm denial, a wish for a MMF threesome, forced cum eating and many others; Liz was more vanilla, but was definitely in charge when it came to the bedroom. Over the years Paul had discussed his fantasies and kinks with Liz, who had patiently listened and indulged in some of them.

The last few years had been difficult however. Liz had looked after herself with regular work outs and a strict diet. Her HRT had kept her sex drive to what it was when she was younger. Unfortunately Paul had let himself go, and was now unfit and quite overweight. Additionally he was suffering increasingly with erectile difficulties, causing Liz to feel increasingly frustrated, both at the lack of penetrative sex and Paul's apparent disinclination to do anything about it.

She was chatting with her pals at the gym, when one of them mentioned a former FWB; a man named Ray. He was in his late 30s, good looking, in great shape and well endowed. Liz was interested, so decided to meet him for coffee after a gym session. He was even more gorgeous than she had imagined and could not wait to get him into her bedroom.

She summoned up the courage to confront Paul about their stagnant sex life. She told him that she had a plan to satisfy his fantasies and her needs, and even though she only ever orgasmed through clitoral stimulation, it would allow her to enjoy penetrative sex once more. To her surprise and delight, Paul was quickly on board.

The next weekend Ray came over for drinks. Liz was dressed in a revealing sexy low cut dress, with a new pair of Louboutin's, showing some sexy toe cleavage, in an additional effort to tease Paul. They shared a bottle of wine, as Liz explained exactly how she wanted the session to go.

She instructed Paul to remove all his clothes apart from his T-shirt (she did not want to see his out of shape, flabby physique), and told him to put on his cock chastity cage. She wore the key on a chain, dangling tantalisingly between her breasts.

She instructed Ray to get undressed to his boxer shorts.

She slipped her dress off to reveal some brand new, very sexy lingerie.

She and Ray began to kiss, and quickly their clothing was discarded. She held Ray's 9 inch cock in her hand, drew him to the bed, pushed him onto his back and straddled him. His length was in proportion to his girth. Luckily, she was so wet that she accommodated him easily. They fucked in all manner of positions, until she was ready to climax. She and Ray stood facing each other, so she could admire and stroke his broad shoulders and chest. She pushed his fingers to her clit, and summoned Paul to kneel behind her and lick her puckered arsehole. She quickly enjoyed a loud, trembling orgasm, that almost brought her to her knees. Once she had recovered She looked at the two men.

"You both deserve a reward. Ray, take off that condom; I'd like you to cum inside me, and Paul, you will clean me up afterwards; you have always backed out of eating your own cum before, but as you are not allowed to cum today, you will finally go through with your fantasy."

She returned to the bed on all fours, and Ray quickly moved behind her, fucking her vigorously in doggy fashion and slapping her sexy arse. She heard his breathing becoming increasingly ragged, and then felt his thrusting getting stronger as he pumped his load deep inside her. As his erection subsided his cock fell out of her well used pussy. Liz thanked him for his "services", said she looked forward to seeing him again soon, and sent him off home.

Liz beckoned Paul to lie beneath her, open his mouth and and lick her clean. Rays salty load, mixed with her juices flowed freely into Paul's hungry mouth. She smirked as she saw his caged cock twitch.

"You're doing a good job Paul, but I haven't finished with you yet.

She passed him the key.

"Take off your cage, let me see if I can get any more growth from your pathetic, limp cock. You see these new heels? They cost you a small fortune, and now I am going to use them tor bust your balls. Lie on the floor now."

Paul did as we was told, and Liz dug her heels agonisingly into his soft flesh, trampled his balls and gave them several hefty kicks. As she did so, his erection slowly grew.

"My feet are tired now; take off my shoes and worship my feet."

This was a dream come true for Paul, and he sucked on her pedicured and painted toes, and massage her soft soles, his erection now fully grown to it's full 7 inch size, as it used to years ago.

She reached over and gently stroked his now throbbing cock, edging him mercilessly, bringing him so close, precum oozing from the tip of his cock, but not allowing him to climax, leaving him desperate for release. She abruptly stopped, telling Paul the evening was over and it was time to rest; she was tired and sated after her amazing orgasm. He looked down at his slowly wilting erection, wondering when he would next get the chance to cum again. He looked at Liz, pleadingly. But Liz simply smiled; she now knew how to get Paul hard in the future. She had the best of both worlds; a well hung FWB who would fuck her whenever she wished, and a compliant husband who would serve her sexual needs, happily buy her expensive shoes and would worship her feet.