[Captivated Caveman] A Journey into Chastity
Posted: Mon Apr 30, 2012 11:39 am
Where to begin?
I could start with last Saturday night, when my wife locked me into our new chastity device. But I would be leaving out some important details leading up to that moment. I could go way back to the beginning of our relationship and describe how we got to this point, but that seems more like a story for another time.
No, for this story I think I'll start some time last week. It's morning. I can't remember now which day it was. Suffice to say it was our one moment of quiet bliss in an otherwise hectic and stressful week.
On this particular morning, I woke up early. I reached over and cuddled with my wife. She stirred and hugged me back. Soon we were nuzzling and kissing. And soon after that our hands started wandering, fondling and caressing each other.
We both knew where this was going. We hardly ever have the opportunity for morning sex. I got out of bed and went to the door. No sound of movement from the kid's rooms. I quietly shut and locked our bedroom door and returned to bed, stripping as I went.
We pressed our now naked bodies against each other, savoring the intimacy of the moment. We resumed our kissing and touching. Soon my face was between her thighs, lapping at her pussy. Oftentimes in these moments I wonder how the rest of our lovemaking is going to play out. Will she let me go down on her all the way to orgasm? If she does, then she usually gives me my favorite afterward, a tease & denial handjob, usually with a ruined orgasm at the end.
But no, on this particular morning we both wanted the same thing. I wanted to be inside her and she wanted me there too. I lifted her legs up to my shoulders and slowly penetrated her. Our bodies moved together in a delightful rhythm. Most times during sex I have to work hard to avoid orgasm. I start doing mathematical progressions in my head, picking a number and doubling it repeatedly. 2, 4, 8, 16, 32, 64, 128, 256, 512...
The difficulty of the progression increases roughly in accordance with my difficulty avoiding orgasm. But it takes away from the moment. I can either have the intense closeness I want to have with my wife and orgasm quickly, or I can close part of my mind off and allow my body to give her pleasure. That conflict is why I usually prefer to have us focus on pleasuring each other sequentially rather than simultaneously.
On this particular magical morning, none of that was necessary. We both knew we didn't have much time before the kids woke and my wife was approaching her climax quickly. I didn't have to hold back, I didn't have to pause in my movements to keep from coming. And I didn't have to do math in my head. As her orgasm approached I quickened my pace and we came together.
We probably all carry a list around in our heads of the few perfect moments we experience in our lives. This was one of mine. We basked in the afterglow for a few minutes and then the kids were up and it was back to our busy lives. With a quick lingering kiss my wife is off to work. The dog is fed and sent out to play in the yard. The kids have breakfast and get their lunches packed. I drop them off at their schools and get back to work on my novel.
I'd like to say that later the same day the new chastity device I ordered arrived on our doorstep, but at this point I'm not sure. I remember that it came earlier in the week than the new lingerie I purchased for my wife, even though I ordered those first. The lingerie I had been meaning to order for a while - I just waited until we knew how big a tax refund we were receiving this year. But the chastity device - I purchased that one in a spur of the moment decision.
I routinely web-surf the various chastity and cuckolding blogs, indulging in my fantasies that maybe, someday, WE could do those things. Anyway, on one blog a woman mentions ordering some sex toy and finding out later she could have gotten it much cheaper on amazon. Hmmm, I think. I wonder if amazon carries chastity devices? I'd been wanting to replace the CB-3000 we broke a year or two prior, but had balked at the prices. Money is tight these days. I'd been eyeing the CB-6000s, so I go to amazon and check.
And there it is! At almost half off too! That's good enough for me. I order it.
I should mention that in our prior experiments with chastity play, it was just that - play. A way to tease out my arousal, with the implicit assumption that after I'd been tormented enough, I'd get my orgasm. After all, it was only fair, wasn't it? I focus on her and make her come, then it's my turn. Fairness. Equality. That's what healthy relationships are built on, right?
The new device arrives. I take a few minutes to examine it before tucking it away in my nightstand. I've read enough at this point about chastity devices to know that I should take my time, make sure I've made any necessary adjustments before putting it on. Besides, I want to do this with my wife and there won't be time until the weekend.
I put the device out of my mind and focus on getting through the rest of the week. It's stressful. The kids are snipping at each other and there are lots of chores and activities to keep track of. I manage to remember most of them.
Finally it's Friday. We have a lovely dinner and get the kids to sleep. My wife and I are exhausted. We collapse into our bed. It's still relatively early. We just need to rest and reconnect. We start to talk. We talk about sex, about our plans for Saturday night, and about chastity. It's a conversation that begins a new chapter in our relationship...
I think I'll stop here for now. This post is already very long. Please let me know if this kind of detailed account is more than people want to read and would rather I just cut to the chase.
I could start with last Saturday night, when my wife locked me into our new chastity device. But I would be leaving out some important details leading up to that moment. I could go way back to the beginning of our relationship and describe how we got to this point, but that seems more like a story for another time.
No, for this story I think I'll start some time last week. It's morning. I can't remember now which day it was. Suffice to say it was our one moment of quiet bliss in an otherwise hectic and stressful week.
On this particular morning, I woke up early. I reached over and cuddled with my wife. She stirred and hugged me back. Soon we were nuzzling and kissing. And soon after that our hands started wandering, fondling and caressing each other.
We both knew where this was going. We hardly ever have the opportunity for morning sex. I got out of bed and went to the door. No sound of movement from the kid's rooms. I quietly shut and locked our bedroom door and returned to bed, stripping as I went.
We pressed our now naked bodies against each other, savoring the intimacy of the moment. We resumed our kissing and touching. Soon my face was between her thighs, lapping at her pussy. Oftentimes in these moments I wonder how the rest of our lovemaking is going to play out. Will she let me go down on her all the way to orgasm? If she does, then she usually gives me my favorite afterward, a tease & denial handjob, usually with a ruined orgasm at the end.
But no, on this particular morning we both wanted the same thing. I wanted to be inside her and she wanted me there too. I lifted her legs up to my shoulders and slowly penetrated her. Our bodies moved together in a delightful rhythm. Most times during sex I have to work hard to avoid orgasm. I start doing mathematical progressions in my head, picking a number and doubling it repeatedly. 2, 4, 8, 16, 32, 64, 128, 256, 512...
The difficulty of the progression increases roughly in accordance with my difficulty avoiding orgasm. But it takes away from the moment. I can either have the intense closeness I want to have with my wife and orgasm quickly, or I can close part of my mind off and allow my body to give her pleasure. That conflict is why I usually prefer to have us focus on pleasuring each other sequentially rather than simultaneously.
On this particular magical morning, none of that was necessary. We both knew we didn't have much time before the kids woke and my wife was approaching her climax quickly. I didn't have to hold back, I didn't have to pause in my movements to keep from coming. And I didn't have to do math in my head. As her orgasm approached I quickened my pace and we came together.
We probably all carry a list around in our heads of the few perfect moments we experience in our lives. This was one of mine. We basked in the afterglow for a few minutes and then the kids were up and it was back to our busy lives. With a quick lingering kiss my wife is off to work. The dog is fed and sent out to play in the yard. The kids have breakfast and get their lunches packed. I drop them off at their schools and get back to work on my novel.
I'd like to say that later the same day the new chastity device I ordered arrived on our doorstep, but at this point I'm not sure. I remember that it came earlier in the week than the new lingerie I purchased for my wife, even though I ordered those first. The lingerie I had been meaning to order for a while - I just waited until we knew how big a tax refund we were receiving this year. But the chastity device - I purchased that one in a spur of the moment decision.
I routinely web-surf the various chastity and cuckolding blogs, indulging in my fantasies that maybe, someday, WE could do those things. Anyway, on one blog a woman mentions ordering some sex toy and finding out later she could have gotten it much cheaper on amazon. Hmmm, I think. I wonder if amazon carries chastity devices? I'd been wanting to replace the CB-3000 we broke a year or two prior, but had balked at the prices. Money is tight these days. I'd been eyeing the CB-6000s, so I go to amazon and check.
And there it is! At almost half off too! That's good enough for me. I order it.
I should mention that in our prior experiments with chastity play, it was just that - play. A way to tease out my arousal, with the implicit assumption that after I'd been tormented enough, I'd get my orgasm. After all, it was only fair, wasn't it? I focus on her and make her come, then it's my turn. Fairness. Equality. That's what healthy relationships are built on, right?
The new device arrives. I take a few minutes to examine it before tucking it away in my nightstand. I've read enough at this point about chastity devices to know that I should take my time, make sure I've made any necessary adjustments before putting it on. Besides, I want to do this with my wife and there won't be time until the weekend.
I put the device out of my mind and focus on getting through the rest of the week. It's stressful. The kids are snipping at each other and there are lots of chores and activities to keep track of. I manage to remember most of them.
Finally it's Friday. We have a lovely dinner and get the kids to sleep. My wife and I are exhausted. We collapse into our bed. It's still relatively early. We just need to rest and reconnect. We start to talk. We talk about sex, about our plans for Saturday night, and about chastity. It's a conversation that begins a new chapter in our relationship...
I think I'll stop here for now. This post is already very long. Please let me know if this kind of detailed account is more than people want to read and would rather I just cut to the chase.