This is the story of how I became an unwitting cuckold. It all began when unknown to me my wife began to check out the internet sites I went to and read the stories I was reading on Literotica.com. Although I never wanted my wife to be unfaithful, for some reason I was turned on by stories of women who were unfaithful in front of their husbands. My wife at 36 still turns heads. She has a set of 36C breasts that have made many a man stop and stare. She also has a nice tight ass and a pair of legs that won't quit. With my 40th birthday coming up, she decided to give me a surprise and quite a surprise it was.
My wife informed me that for my birthday present she was going to get a set of glamour shots taken and I could watch. Although the thought of pictures of my wife in sexy lingerie turned me on, I was somewhat apprehensive about her appearing half naked in front of a photographer. Eventually I put aside my misgivings and eagerly waited for the big day to arrive. On the morning of the shoot I sat on the bed playing with myself while she fixed her hair and put her makeup on. By the time she slowly slid the stockings up her legs and squeezed her delectable ass into a short mini skirt, I couldn't help reaching out to touch her breast. She laughed, slapped my hand and told me to put my cock back in my pants, that I'd have to wait.
I reluctantly did as I was told but on the ride to the studio I kept looking at her and rubbing my cock. When we got to the studio the photographer told her to take her bag and she and I could go into the back room. The back room turned out to be a bedroom with an old fashioned four poster bed and some beautiful furniture. My wife went into the dressing room and came out in a soft white corset, garter belt and stockings, thong and high heels - the same cloths she wore on our wedding night. She had me sit down in a big chair and told me to close my eyes. I felt her doing something to my legs and when I finally opened my eyes I found both of my legs and one of my arms bound to the chair. She then pulled out a pair of scissors and cut off all of my cloths. I was very embarrassed since I was sitting there with a hard on when the photographer walked in. It was especially humiliating because I have been cursed with a small cock which is only 4 inches (barely) when fully erect.
While the photographer looked on laughing, my wife pulled out a leather device which she put around my hand. As I was wondering what the device was for, she took the other straps and fastened them around my cock and balls. It wound up strapping my hand to my cock in a position like I was jerking off, but if I moved my hand too far it also gave a sharp tug on my balls. This only allowed me to jerk off about two inches up and down. Smiling, my wife said that this would do quite nicely.
It seemed that we were finally ready to go and I tried to swallow my pride and go along with my wife's wishes (not that I had much choice at this point). For the first few shots, my wife laid on the bed with a look that would raise the dead. As she started to loosen up, she began to run her hands down her legs and up her sides. I was a little concerned that a strange man was watching this, but at this point she had still not showed too much flesh. She finally sat on the edge of the bed with her legs spread wide and grabbed both of her tits and squeezed them together. Between the squeezing, my wife's ample breasts and the low cut corset, she started to spill out of the top. I still couldn't see her nipples, but I could definitely see the outer edge of her areola.
While I was trying to determine how far she was going to take this, she came up behind me and told me to start stroking my cock. I could only go up and down about two inches, but after all of the visual stimulation it was feeling very good. My wife asked me if I wanted to kiss her nipples and despite the photographers presence, I was too turned on to care. She discretely pulled her top aside without showing the photographer any additional flesh and I opened my mouth and began to lick her nipples. She told me to close my eyes and began to stroke my hair.
