My Videochat Error Ch 30

Walking in the mall with Denise.

Hand in hand.

All dolled up as Shauna.

Knee length mini skirt.

Stockings.

Heels.

My penis not stirring in its cage.

Men ogling us.

Denise openly kissing me on the lips.

I felt so warm inside.

I felt so loved.

I heard the creak of bedsprings

I heard Emma's loud moans.

I was not in the mall.

I was spooning a woman.

She had nice smelling hair and lingering perfume.

Teri.

She was Teri, Jacques' wife.

I began to wake up.

I listened to Jacques' groans and my wife Emma's moans as they fucked in a nearby room.

In my marital bedroom.

In my marital bed.

Teri moaned a bit herself in her sleep. She then wiggled a little.

"Yes, right there," Teri seemed to mumble. Her free hand slid down in front of her.

"Right there," she seemed to mumble again. Then she moved her arm up by her pillow, went still and breathed more like she was fast sleep.

As Teri shifted a bit more, I could feel it through her skimpy nightgown.

Her metal chastity belt.

And I thought that wearing my penis cage that trapped my balls and penis was bad enough.

She was much more encased than me it seemed.

I felt the urge to check out her chastity device so I carefully pulled her nightgown up on the one side. It was short so it easily pulled up past her waist.

I was right, she was not wearing any panties.

She mumbled something and ground her ass back a little onto my own cage.

I hesitated then gently caressed the metal belt that went tightly around her waist. I lightly felt around to the front where it met another metal band, I slid my hand down it to her crotch.

The metal slits that covered her womanhood were damp.

Very damp.

Did she just have a wet dream?

The sex in the other room became more boisterous. They either thought we were completely asleep or did not care if we heard them rutting like animals. Jacques made several guttural groans and Emma for her part moaned out loudly too.

My penis began to stir in its own chastity device.

I felt the urge to pee, so I extricated myself from Teri.

That awoke her.

She was not as fast asleep as I had presumed.

"Huh," Teri mumbled. "Where are you going?"

"I have to use the bathroom," I whispered back instinctively in Shauna's voice as I was peeling the covers off of me and pulling back out of the bed.

My stomach knotted a bit at the realization that I did not have to think about using Shauna's voice. It was coming naturally to me now it seemed.

"Please continue cuddling when you get back. I need that Shauna," Teri said more clearly.

Shauna.

She saw me as Shauna.

I guess that's how I was presented to her. That's really all she has seen of me.

I glanced down.

I had forgotten about my nightly, feminine attire as I was so used to wearing it.

Part of me cringed inside at that.

I was clad in a pink camisole, a silky smooth, pink slip and my pink panties. My pointy red nails were still on my fingers making them look so feminine, and frankly so hot. Shapely, even in the dark.

"Yes I will Teri, as soon as I get back," I replied quietly, not wanting to wake her even more.

"Good," Teri sort of mumbled as she was beginning to drift off again.

When I entered the hallway I overheard my wife Emma.

"Fuck that feels so good."

I heard squishing noises and the moans of a man and woman engaged in some lewd sex act.

It felt so weird being in the hallway, unbeknownst to them while they were having sex. And not just because it was my wife and another man.

My penis continued to stir inside its chastity tube.

The door was still ajar to our marital bedroom.

Something came over me.

I just had to see.

I quietly tiptoed to the corner of the doorway.

The bed barely seemed to creak now.

They still breathed heavily, giving away the action they had just been involved in.

The scent of sex was thick, even here at the doorway.

The hallway was dark thankfully.

And so was the bedroom.

Only some street light came in through the windows.

They were not hard to miss. My wife was on top, slowly and sensuously riding her boyfriend. Her naked back was to me. The sides of her breasts were visible and her hands seemed to be playing with her likely engorged nipples.

My penis was stiffening inside its plastic prison.

Mixed emotions once again flowed through me. Part of me felt humiliated watching my wife Emma pleasuring herself on another man's cock in our bed. Part of me felt angry at Naughty for blackmailing me into this position. Part of me felt so weird 'spying' like a peeping Tom on a couple engaged in such an intimate, carnal act. Part of me felt jealous that I was not the one being ridden like that. Part of me felt so aroused at the hot scene in front of me. Part of me felt —

"I love your cock. It goes so deep. It's so thick. It feels so good inside me," Emma purred lustfully.

My wife continued to ride up and down on her lover's cock.

"It hits all the right places," she added.

My penis was straining inside my chastity cage.

Part of me felt awful for hearing that.

Part of me felt awful for my body reacting this way.

I stayed glued to my spot, peering in the crack of the slightly open doorway,

"I love your breasts Emma. They are so amazing. They are so big and full," Jacques said as he had joined her in playing with her voluptuous breasts. "I just can't get enough of them," he added.

Emma kept riding his cock slowly and sensuously.

She moaned lightly as she did.

"I am so glad that your husband enjoys cock much more than pussy. I love it when you fully give yourself to me," Jacques uttered.

I enjoy cock much more than pussy? Jacques clearly believed that.

Or did he say that for the cameras?

Did my Emma believe that too?

"I want one more orgasm on this beast before I cuddle to sleep with you," Emma declared.

She moaned louder as she began to pick up the pace.

Her lover groaned.

Anyone could tell they were thoroughly enjoying this.

I watched as my wife's ass went up and down. She leaned forward a bit over her lover each time. He gently thrust upwards when she came back down.

My own breathing had quietly picked up.

"It will be great to actually sleep with you Emma," Jacques confirmed.

Oddly enough, this was bothering me just as much it seemed as their carnal acts.

I really needed to pee, so I stepped back from the doorway and slipped into the dark bathroom. There was enough light coming in from the window so I did not turn the light on, but I did quietly close the door.

Before I sat on the toilet I reached into the drawer I had tucked my new butt plug away in and pulled it out.

I just had to.

While I sat on the toilet and tried to quietly tinkle I held the cock plug in my hands. According to Teri, it was a replica of half of her husband Jacques' cock. I ran my fingers over it. I felt every vein and contour with my red nailed fingers. This was what he fucked my wife with. This was what she was pleasuring herself with right now. It was a bit thicker than most cocks. The head was a good size. It felt weighty in my hands. I imagined how heavy it must feel resting on Emma's tongue when she sucked his cock.

I realized I was breathing faster.

Again.

I ran my fingers over it, almost stroking it. I could taste the creampies he had left for me in Emma's snatch. An image of me kneeling before Jacques, sucking on his manly cock sprung into my head. Would that be any different than eating it out of her after?

Would I prefer that to pussy?

My own penis still filled its cage.

I cringed inside.

I dried myself as I was done peeing and stood up.

That is, I dried the slit at the end of my chastity device.

Instinctively I placed the butt plug beside my own caged penis.

I shuddered.

I knew that his cock was bigger than my own uncaged penis. Mine was longer than this 'half' cock, but only by maybe an inch. His real cock was twice as long as this replica Teri said and thicker than mine.

I felt so submissive.

I suddenly felt an urge to be on my knees orally worshipping his big cock.

I shook my head.

I must just be feeling horny.

With no easy outlet to direct my sexual energy.

That was it. It had to be.

That was not something I should want to do.

I put the plug back in the drawer.

I paused to looked at it, then pushed the drawer in.

As I quietly opened the bathroom door I heard both of them moaning louder. Emma was getting close to another orgasm.

I suddenly felt very tired and quietly made my way back to the guest room.

Teri was only dozing.

She had been waiting for me it seemed.

Maybe she had been listening to her husband and my wife too.

"What took you so long?" She half mumbled.

I quietly got in bed behind her, pulled the covers back over us and snuggled up to her.

"I had lots to drink," I explained.

Teri pulled my arms more tightly around her.

My upper arm was squished into one of the nipples on her mostly flat chest.

It was stiff.

She was apparently aroused.

We listened as Emma moaned loudly through her climax.

"I think you can't stop watching them," she muttered before drifting off to sleep.

Was that true? I cringed at that thought.

After a bit I went back to sleep too.

I had vivid dreams about submitting to men with big cocks.

I awoke again when my penis was trying to get a good woody, but was restrained by its tube.

Sunlight was streaming into the room through the partially open blinds. I was still cuddled up behind Teri. More than just cuddled up. My chastity device was pressing up against her metal chastity belt and the base of her butt plug.

Again.

I readjusted myself to be more comfortable, and my upper body closer to Teri. She was great to cuddle with.

She began to wake up.

Teri glanced around, then wrapped her arms tightly around mine.

"You are a good cuddler," Teri commented.

Well more like mumbled.

"I like you Shauna, I don't know you very well, but I like you a lot. I feel like we are old friends," Teri mentioned still only half awake.

We just lay there together for awhile it seemed.

What a juxtaposition it must have been. Our marital partners in a different bed, able to engage in any lewd sexual act they wanted. With each other. Us? My penis was inches from Teri's hungry pussy, but no more able to fuck it than a penis on the other side of the world.

Did I want to fuck Teri though? No. She was good looking but I desperately wanted to just fuck —

"I love anal. I don't normally orgasm from it. It just deeply arouses me. Turns me on. Makes me hornier. Makes me want to have my pussy fucked," Teri suddenly revealed. "Only if my clit is played with will I regularly climax from anal. But still it turns me on to take a cock in the ass," she added.

Wow.

That was a lot to share.

"You know what I am talking about, don't you? That anal is good I mean. You must like it a lot and get off on it as a woman with a penis," Teri continued.

Get off on it?

As a woman with a penis?

Images of the party sprung into my mind. Of Jason fucking my ass. Of Emma fucking me. Of me having anal climaxes.

My penis strained in its cage again.

"Uh, huh," I found myself mumbling. Was that for the cameras? Or-

"As much as I am enjoying this, we should get up before Emma does. I don't want any more punishments," Teri stated.

"Punishments?" I queried.

"You know, spankings. And worse." Teri replied a bit quietly as her breathing picked up.

An image of Teri having been taken over Emma's knee sprung into my mind. Her skirt folded over her back. Her panties around her knees. Emma smiling wickedly as her hand left red marks on Teri's asscheeks and made her sub cry out in pain.

Emma as a true Domme with a sub still seemed incredulous to me.

I needed more time to process last night.

As I was imagining Teri's punishment, she slid out of my embrace and the bed.

"I need to pee. I hope Emma is up so I can get permission," Teri said as she slipped out of the guest room and ever so quietly closed the door behind her.

After a few minutes I hear the toilet next door flush. She must have been granted permission.

Soon thereafter, Teri came back to the room.

"Emma wants us to join her. She said you can use the bathroom first of course," Teri explained and then turned to go.

I stretched and yawned.

I presumed we would watch them fuck again? And then Teri would clean them up? Or me?

I got out of bed. I must truly become Shauna again. Not only in speech but in dress. I quickly put last night's pink garter belt, stockings and bra on. Decided to forgo the blouse. I then headed to the bathroom. In the hallway I could hear the sounds of Teri servicing Emma.

Guess I will be watching.

I used the bathroom, prepped and put my new butt plug in. It felt so odd putting a replica of half of my wife's lover's cock in my ass.

Shauna did not look enough like the Shauna I knew. I found some makeup in the cabinet and applied it to bring Shauna more to life.

Oddly enough, that felt better.

I still heard slurping sounds from Teri and moans from Emma as I stepped into the hallway.

My penis began to stir in its cage.

I took a deep breath and entered our marital bedroom.

Jacques was snoozing away as he lay beside Emma, still covered by our blankets. Teri as expected, was between Emma's legs, feasting on her well fucked pussy. Emma's far leg was up on Teri's shoulder, her other was half splayed out towards the side of the bed, giving Teri full access. Emma's head was tilted back, eyes shut. The strength of her moans told me that Teri's tongue had been on her clit for awhile now.

I noticed that Emma's vanity chair was back beside the bed, perfect for watching Teri in action, so I took that as a cue and took my place on it.

The smell of my wife's womanhood was strong.

My penis was twitching a lot in its prison.

Emma looked over at me as I sat down. She smiled through a moan, looked at my see through panties. and went back to concentrating on her looming orgasm.

It was a very erotic scene watching Teri, clad only in her chastity belt, eagerly servicing my naked wife's pussy.

Did I seem that enthusiastic when I ate Emma out?

Was her eagerness forced or was she just reluctant to enjoy the fruits of Emma's loins? Teri did reveal last that she was aroused by this. Did part of her desire to be forced into their tryst?

Teri began to increase her ministrations on Emma's engorged clit.

Emma's moans picked up a notch.

My penis had filled its cage.

My wife's fingers were playing with her erect nipples.

My eyes were glued to Emma's face.

Her cheeks were flushed.

Gasps and moans escaped her open mouth.

Her eyes revealed that she was in another place.

It was hot seeing my wife so sexually excited.

The slurping sounds became louder.

An odd feeling hit me.

Jealousy.

One would think that I would be relieved at seeing someone else have the task of going down on Emma after she had been fucked. Part of me did feel that way.

But.

Another part of me felt like it should be me pleasuring my wife.

Even if her pussy was filled with another man's spunk.

I salivated a little.

I cringed a little at that and at my feelings.

Why did I feel that way?

Emma's moans increased.

My wife was on the verge of an orgasm.

She kept moaning.

It did not come.

Emma writhed on the bed.

As if in torture.

She moaned more.

It sounded a bit forced.

Teri kept up her torrid pace on my wife's clit.

Emma's brow wrinkled, displaying her frustration.

Teri slipped two fingers into Emma's sloppy pussy.

Emma gasped.

Emma moaned more.

Emma pinched and tweaked her nipples harder.

No orgasm.

Emma looked over at me again.

Her face almost pleaded with me to make her cum.

She looked down at my straining penis.

She actually stared at my encased, throbbing package.

Emma then threw her head back.

"Uhhhhhhnn! Uhhhhhhn!" My wife cried out loudly.

Her orgasm finally came. Her whole body shook as the pleasure came over her. After it passed, Emma slumped back. Spent. Her body all covered in sweat. It must have taken all she had to get that orgasm.

Teri remained in between her legs and was cleaning Emma's womanhood up.

It felt odd sitting here again. Most of last night I felt as though I was watching a porno. A live porno with my wife in it.

Part of me was bothered by it as one would expect.

But part of me was also turned on.

Teri continued for a few minutes more while Emma regained some of her strength. Her face looked more awake.

"Good morning Shauna," Emma finally said with a warm smile on her face.

She reached her hand out to me.

As I took it I felt the marital rings on her finger.

She tightened her grip on mine a little as she continued smiling at me. She looked so satisfied. So content.

"Mistress Emma, may I speak?" Teri asked.

Emma turned towards her lover's wife.

"Yes Teri, what is on your mind?"

"May I kiss Shauna and share the fruits of your lovemaking with her? She missed out yesterday and you have said that she savours the taste of your love juices. I think I should share," Teri stated.

She told Teri that I like eating Jacques' spunk out of her pussy?

Did Emma believe that I actually do?

Emma hesitated as she considered the request.

"Hmmm, yes you are right. She does thoroughly enjoy the taste of the love juices I save for her. So yes you may Teri. Sit on her lap and kiss her with lots of tongue. I am sure Shauna would love that," Emma stated enthusiastically.

Teri had gotten off the bed and was climbing onto my lap. Her face was wet with sex juices. Her smile seemed genuine. She adjusted herself to sit closer to me. Her chastity belt was right above mine.

I knew what I had to do.

Part of me shuddered inside.

Part of me felt so aroused.

We put our arms around each other and began to kiss.

Her entire mouth was coated with Jacques' seed and Emma's nectar.

Her tongue was eager to share it with mine.

I allowed mine to eagerly engage hers.

What a scene it must have been. Two girls in chastity eagerly making out. Eagerly sharing others' love juices.

My penis throbbed.

Teri was a good kisser.

I allowed myself to enjoy the moment.

We kissed and kissed and kissed.

The small nipples on her pretty flat chest became erect.

Eventually, her mouth tasted like much more like a mouth.

"Teri lets get you into the shower while Shauna makes us all some breakfast. You need a proper cleaning," Emma suddenly stated.

Teri kissed me another time.

She pulled back a little.

"Thank you Teri. I enjoyed that," I found myself saying.

Part of me did.

"You're welcome," she replied with a smile.

It still felt so weird being in this situation. Being here with my wife, her lover and his wife. And being Shauna.

For them, the cameras or for me?

I really needed to search my feelings.

Not now though.

Soon I had donned the light summer dress that I had worn yesterday during chores and I was in the kitchen making bacon, scrambled eggs, hash browns and toast. I also dutifully drank the protein shake I found with my name on it in the fridge. It really did taste good. When they came down they all seemed somewhat rejuvenated. Jacques must have used our ensuite shower as his hair was damp like the girls'.

Like last night, Teri remained quiet for the most part. Conversation was light though as all seemed more intent on eating. And all had a late night.

Before long we were all at the door ready to say our goodbyes.

"You indeed are great at cooking Shauna. I look forward to eating more of your dishes," Jacques said and once again kissed my hand like a gentleman does a lady's.