The nanny is the only one in the household who seems to be able to keep Junior quiet.
That she is.
JC PENNY SEES YOUR HOMOPHOBIA AND RAISES YOU A DOUBLE RAINBOW.
I tried to scroll past this, but it must be reblogged. Must….always….reblog…..
Well played JC Penny.
They keep trying to come up with ways to make me want to shop there…
My girlfriends hot weekend with her bull is ongoing. So far they have teased me with frustratingly short messages every now and then about what they are doing. I went to stay at friends for the weekend, just so I would not arouse myself to death thinking about her sucking that massive cock of his. So far they have done it A LOT. And among others, things she’s not wanted to do with me in a long long time, like anal. She used to love anal, and now he’s the one getting to know that pleasure. And here I am, leaking precum while writing this to soothe the intense mind-fuck that’s going on.
The problem is, after hearing about this weekend happening, I got such a persistent erection that I burst the CB6000 ring on my cage. It split the ring holes quite nicely in two. I did not have a replacement ring, so I thought this would be my chance to try upgrading to the next smallest ring. That didn’t work out so well, after just a week of wearing it, the ring not only chafed my testicles red and sore, it made my foreskin start swelling and with that came some minor bleeding. The cage portion also started chafing against my shaft, so now I have a couple of nasty and stinging ulcerations going on all around my dick. Needless to say, I had to ask for permission to remove the cage, which I promptly and graciously received.
The thing is, now the torture is even worse. I haven’t come in over two weeks so obviously I have a permanent erection going on right now. I am not allowed to do anything about it, and luckily sleeping on someone elses couch also sort of helps maintain that thing. I am constantly horny, and she keeps bombarding me with messages that conjure up the most depraved images in my mind, and all I can do about it is to try ignoring my boner. Especially during the night things get though. I’m operating on the honour code now, and that makes it just a bit much harder. I love this and hate this, I wish I was the bull or even a fly on their suite wall.
The caption above relates to this story in a way too. Before she left, I asked her what was the primary motivation of us making this significant step of her fucking other men? Was it my sissyness? Was it general horniness? What made her finally embrace it?
Her reply: “Your sissy dick is just so small, and curved at that. His is inches bigger, thick and straight. I don’t think I can ignore that any longer”.
TL;DR: Cuckold angst and frustration going on, AND I need a new chastity belt.
THAT IS SOOOOO AMAZING!!!!!!! LUCKY!!!