Day 4: The Decision in Locktober
One hour before my wife Melissa woke up, I couldn't contain my horniness. My sleep had been disturbed as I kept thinking about the headache from my locked cock. Eventually, I tried practicing mindfulness to achieve the relaxation that Melissa seemed to have throughout the night. I even told myself, "Her orgasms were our orgasms for this month." But it didn't help much.
Around 5 am, I decided to get up and try working out to release some of my sexual energy. After a 45-minute workout in our garage gym, I went back to our bedroom. Melissa had already woken up before her alarm.
"Good workout?" she asked, noticing my sweaty appearance.
"Yes, I tried to work off some of this energy," I replied.
"You'll be in fantastic shape by the end of Locktober then," she winked. "But I didn't enjoy waking up alone. I have some time and wish to get out of bed in a completely relaxed state like you are now."
I sensed that her state of relaxation and my exhaustion after a strenuous workout were different.
Melissa pulled the bed covers back, rolled to her front on the bed's middle part, and positioned her legs near her chest, leaving her perfect bottom in the air.
"My pussy received so much attention last night that my asshole feels ignored," she moaned. "Can you come over here and give it some affection?"
We had only tried analingus a few times, and I was excited to start the day this way.
"Shouldn't I shower first?" I questioned, concerned my scent would be unattractive.
"I can already smell your longing from the moment you entered the room," she replied. "You've been sweating testosterone, and it's arousing me."
I removed my clothes, leaving only my locked device on. I knelt behind her on the bed.
"Kisses first," she stated.
So, I leaned in, pressing my lips onto her tight, puckering anus, which she called her "rosebud."
"Please, can I worship your anus?" I pleaded.
She didn't ask me to beg for it, but it felt natural.
-kiss-
"Please, Melissa?" I repeated as she tensed and puckered her rosebud, teasing me.
"Okay," she agreed. "But you MUST give it the same love and attention you gave my pussy last night—just a little quicker. We need to get to work."
She placed her hands on each of her rounded buttocks and spread them apart slightly. I could still smell our previous sexual activity's scent from the night before, with some of her juices leaking and drying in her ass cheeks. My locked device was in agony from imagining all that. I licked slowly and meaningfully between her left butt cheek and her anus before licking between her right butt cheek and her anus. I circled her anus several times before moving my tongue straight across, swirling it around and around as she moaned with pleasure. The taste was different from her sweet pussy, but intoxicating nonetheless. She was spotlessly clean, apart from sexual juices and the scent of those kept me going.
"Put it in," she moaned.
I paused, thinking that she wanted me to insert my cock into her ass before remembering the cage. I then realized she meant my tongue. I licked around and around, over and over her sweet hole before placing my tongue at the entrance and licking my way in. Her tangy sweetness was captivating. I imagined being able to "put it in," but the "it" being my cock. Then, remembering the ticket challenges, I thought, "If I get enough tickets by the end of Locktober, Melissa promised to try anal. Or, even better, she vowed to do whatever I wish for 24 hours. My cock throbbed with desire. If I earned another orgasm here, I could have given her ten by the end of the day and claimed my first ticket. With that thought in mind, I began rubbing her pussy again.
"No!" Melissa commanded. "Ass ONLY."
After some more time, her alarm went off. She scooted her bottom back into my face before turning it off.
"Time to get up!" she exclaimed cheerfully.
Unfortunately, Melissa didn't have an orgasm that morning, and I couldn't earn a ticket.
My wife prepared her breakfast and we sat down at the dining table together to enjoy our coffee.
"I've been mulling it over," she said. "Honestly, I have no need to set an alarm for this month. What I'll do is tell you what time I want to wake up, and you can stimulate me with your mouth every morning. Wow, thinking about it makes me hot down there! That's like a custom-made alarm clock that caters solely to me."
I responded, "I'm definitely up for that."
"What time would you like to wake me tomorrow?" she asked.
"Nothing crazy," I replied, "just a regular wake-up time."
"Then it's settled," she smiled. "Let me know what time you think would work best."
After putting an end to our conversation, we both left for work.
Later in the day, my phone vibrated with a message alert, and I read it during my lunch break.
=> Melissa: Blake, I've got an idea. When you're heading home afterward, stop by "Simply Pleasure" and pick out a toy for me, please. Pick anything you like! Xx
=> Blake: Sure! Any particular preferences? xx
=> M: I have complete faith in your decisions. See you when you get home ;) Xx
I was struck with both curiosity and excitement. "Simply Pleasure" is an exclusive shop for adults that sells various sex toys. Normally, we shop online because of the broader selection, but given the circumstances, there seemed to be no choice but to face my nervousness and purchase a surprise for her in person.
I pulled up to the store and entered, where I was warmly greeted by a lady dressed in latex leggings and a crop top.
"Welcome!" she said. "How may I help you today?"
"I'd like to buy a toy for my wife to enjoy," I said, feeling somewhat hesitant.
She nodded, not showing any surprise at my request. "Lucky woman!"
I hesitated, feeling even more apprehensive about buying an intimate item for Melissa. But then I remembered Melissa's request for me to pick something without her input, so I began my search quickly, zoning in on a section labeled "For Her." I considered the situation and chose a toy that uses air and suction to stimulate the clitoris. I purchased it and left the shop before further arousal.
When I arrived home, my partner, Melissa, was standing at the end of the hallway, wearing a stylish black fishnet body stocking. I found myself instantly aroused as my locked cock ached against its bars.
"Take off all your clothes," she instructed, and I obeyed, just hoping the sight of me would be enough to set her into heat.
She took me by the hand and sat on the couch, her legs spread wide, leaving her pussy exposed. She instructed me to begin with her left foot, kissing and licking my way up her leg. "Take your time," she said with a mild smile. I thought about how well I knew her body and the places I'd explored it before, but her last few instructions were all the encouragement I needed.
With each sucking and licking motion, I traveled up her foot, her knees, and her thighs. When I reached her crotch, I asked for permission to lick her clit.
"Do you want to lick my clit?" she asked.
I replied, having thought about it carefully, "Yes, Melissa, I really do."
"Are you being true to your feelings?" she asked.
I hesitated, before finally uttering, "I'm locked up and want to come more than anything. But I'm happy to keep this up for both of us. I really do want to continue it."
She chuckled, impressed by my honesty. "It's nice to know you truly mean it."
She handed me the key to her chastity cage, attached by a leather strap around her neck. Despite the visual indicative of her wearing said key, I stayed focused on her pussy, hoping for the most amazing response it could deliver.
"Where should I begin?" I asked, struggling to maintain control over my raging erection.
She smirked, "Your choice."
Taking a deep breath, I recalled the thrills of her scent and taste when I placed my tongue all over her body. Last night, I was able to enjoy her dripping wet, but I couldn't keep her cumming with just oral.
"Your clitoris please," I begged.
With a playful expression, she said, "A good decision."
I reveled in the feel, smell, and general allure of her delicious feminine sex, ready to give her the pleasure she deserved. As I paid attention to her clitoris, she hailed it as the best decision and allowed me to indulge my urges with her continuing pleasure.
As Melissa was explaining each of her desires for her pussy, my mind instantly went back to the previous night's events. I reminisced about the instructions she had given me and the movements she had made with her own fingers on her pussy. I tried my hardest to replicate these actions and bring her to an orgasm. I could sense she was getting closer. I used my hand to glide up and down the fishnet bodystocking she was wearing, while focusing my tongue on her clit. The droplets of saliva slid down the rest of her pussy, with my tongue softly caressing her clit. I darted my tongue up and down before occasionally swirling my mouth, matching her preferred technique. The indicators of her approaching orgasm were appearing, but just as I believed she was about to reach the peak, she pulled my head away from her and kissed me.
"You definitely made the correct choice just now," she said. "I've been thinking about you pleasing my clit all day," she added.
"I'm glad that you're happy, Melissa. I've been thinking about your clit all day too. In fact, the toy I chose for you was specifically a clitoral stimulator."
"Wow, we're really in sync," she remarked with clear excitement.
"What interests you about this?" I inquired. "Why did you want me to bring a toy home today?"
"I've been contemplating yow having control over my clitoris throughout today," she explained. "I knew I'd give you a choice of where to lick and where to please. I also knew that I wanted my clit to be the primary focus for my orgasm. In case you made the wrong choice, I wanted a backup. The toy will be used to make me come and not you, otherwise, you'd be gaining even more progress towards the precious ticket."
"Wow, that's quite intense."
"I know," she replied with a smile and a cheeky shrug. "However, I had faith in you making the right choice. So, the toy will be kept for tomorrow night, and I have another plan for then. And for tonight, you'll have to earn your ticket."
The phrase 'we' resonated with me, as these orgasms were for both of us.
"Is it possible for you to take the remaining 5?" I asked.
"After the way my thoughts have been building up today, I think I need 5 orgasms," she replied.
She urged my head back down, and my tongue flickered at her clit once again. She was soon over the edge.
Melissa stopped her orgasms at various intervals throughout the night. She wore the fishnet body stocking, while I remained naked and locked. She would occasionally divert my focus to her pussy, eat, drink, watch television, or prepare works while demanding more attention on her pussy. Her decision to give me 'free reign' with her pussy for the remaining orgasms required the full range of instructions she had provided earlier. She sat on my face in the living room, laid her on the dining table, allowed our mouths to alternate over her legs on the sofa, and we experimented with the 69 position in the spare room. She stopped me before she could reach the peak on some occasions, intent on prolonging the day's pleasure. She occasionally grasped my head and climaxed, satisfying her needs. Despite her wet hands temporarily covering my cage, the sensation of her smooth damp fingers on my balls was magnificent. By the last orgasm of the night (10 in total since I'd been locked), it was evident that she was completely drained. She uttered an almost silent sigh of satisfaction.
When my tongue finally fatigued, I expressed my discomfort to Melissa.
"So am I," she stated, looking at her pussy with satisfaction. "But I've come for us so you can have a reward."
"Thank you, Melissa," I replied, genuinely thankful for my first reward.
Although we still have a long journey ahead to reach the 100-orgasm milestone and her being available to me for 24 hours.
Before retiring for the night, she pinned my token on the chart we had in my home office. She was sincerely pleased to give this reward to me. She then clarified that since I'd made her entire day 'All About Her', ensuring her Clit was the main subject of my thoughts AND actions, she bestowed me a second reward.
I had a slightly better night's sleep, my mind mulling over the idea of owning a hundred tickets and what I'd do with Melissa at my complete disposal for an entire day... One thing was certain - that day would be all about me.
