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From The “Awakening Her Dominant Husband” Collection
Series One – Susan the Cumrag
Chapter Two – The Rules
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A husband learns the rules for using his new cumrag.
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Jason enjoyed a quick breakfast but found it hard to concentrate as Susan, the woman his wife had just recently gifted to him as a cumrag, sat patiently on a chair beside his bed. After he finished the last bite Susan dutifully picked up his plate and laid it on the table at the other end of their bedroom before returning to sit next to him on the bed.
As she approached him, he sat up straight and nervously pulled at the bed sheet covering himself. Less than a half an hour ago, and with his wife’s encouragement, no less, Susan had wiped gallons of cum off his cock while nearly having an orgasm in the process, and yet here he was still feeling nervous about what to do next.
“Well… I, uh, don’t know where…”, as excited as he was, he just couldn’t figure out how to start the conversation.
“It’s ok, Jason. Lacey gave me explicit instructions about how this first day would go. You’ll get much more comfortable real soon, I promise,” she confidently reassured him. He was taken aback at how calm she seemed to be with all of this. He could still see some of his cum drying on her dress.
Susan smiled at him, “Lacey said you’d be nervous at first but are a very quick learner.”
“I guess I’m just overwhelmed with this whole thing. I mean… I trust Lacey of course. And you are absolutely gorgeous, seriously. You’re perfect. It’s just that…”
“Psh”, she quieted him, “Don’t worry about it Jason, Lacey has told me a lot about you and we did a lot of planning together. Seriously, just sit back and relax a little. First let me tell you about why your wife chose me specifically to be your cumrag, then I’ll tell you the rules, and you can use me again after that.”
“Jesus Christ” he gasped, in awe of how much more incredible his life had just become. Lacey really did know him well, and so far it looked like Susan would be the perfect choice for living out some of their kinkiest fantasies.
“You know how we met, right?”
“Yeah – at the coffee shop across town. At book club a few months back.”
“Yep – and from the very first meeting we all told sex stories. Lacey was by far the most bold and outgoing telling tons of stories about her sex life that turned all of us on. She talked about how awesome her sex life was, how good her husband fucks her, how hard he makes her cum, how much cum her husband shoots inside of her.
But she also told us about her fantasies and what turned her on. About how hot she gets knowing that everyone else has no idea that most of the time she walks around completely full of cum. Or how turned on she gets talking to a stranger while cum is actively dripping down her thighs or leaking out of her pussy soaking her panties while they chat.”
“Wow – she got graphic with you guys”, Jason laughed.
“I know you know how turned on she gets telling other people about fucking you – she couldn’t resist and she didn’t hold back. Well it wasn’t long before all of us were so turned on we could barely stand it, but she could tell I was getting particularly turned on. And it wasn’t that much longer after that, when Lacey caught me red handed.”
“Caught you?” he asked curiously.
“Umm… Yes,” she replied. For the first time since she had come back with breakfast, Susan lowered her head slightly and played with her dress as though she were embarrassed.
“She just kept giving more and more graphic descriptions of your… Cock. And about how often you cum, and how much you cum, and how often you ask to cum inside her, and… It was just too much for me. She saw me moving in my seat and… well.”
He watched as Susan crossed and uncrossed her legs and began fidgeting slightly when suddenly it dawned on him, hitting him like a ton of bricks. She’s not embarrassed, she’s getting aroused. She’s bursa escort turning herself on so much she can barely sit still! He knew his wife had done a good job selecting Susan but this… This almost seemed too good to be true.
“Without any warning Lacey leaned over the table and caught me… Pleasuring myself… Under the table. I was shifting my hips back and forth – it’s a long story but I learned a long time ago that I can massage my clit by shifting my hips at just the right angle.” He noticed Susan become slightly flustered while mimicking the movements as she described the way Lacey had caught her. She was doing it now. Pleasuring herself. What a neat trick, he thought to himself.
“Wow, you can make yourself cum just by shifting your hips?”
“I can massage my clit,” she corrected him, “Cumming is something else entirely and well… That’s when I explained my problem to Lacey. I have a true fetish – not a kink – a fetish. A full on I basically can’t-cum-without-it, Fetish with a capital F. When Lacey heard about it she immediately felt sorry for me and asked how she could help.”
“That sounds like Lacey alright. What’s your fetish?”
“Cum. I have a cum fetish.”
“A cum fetish?” he asked quizzically.
“Yes. I can masterbate or have sex all I want and I love both very much, obviously; that’s another thing Lacey and I have in common. But if I really want to have an orgasm I need cum.”
ANOTHER thing they have in common? Jason wondered. He made a mental note to ask Susan about that again later, but right now he was still too curious about where this story was headed.
“You can’t orgasm unless someone else cums on you? So you can’t have an orgasm while masturbating?”
“It’s not medically impossible, but if there is a way I’ve never figured it out…”
“Man, I can see it’d be hard not to be able to masterbate – but like… You’re gorgeous. I mean look at you, you’re young, you’ve got this hot librarian thing going for you, and I mean, look at your cleavage – you know you’ve got great tits, right? They’re incredible. Incredible. You should be able to EASILY find a steady supply of cum. Like a seriously, infinite, unending supply of cum.”
Susan blushed already becoming enamored with Jason, just like Lacey insisted she would,
“That’s not nearly as true as you think. But thank you, really I do appreciate that. It isn’t really a self-confidence thing. I suppose we all are too hard on ourselves but I know I could date if I wanted to.
I’ll spare you all the gory details, but it’s just that I went through a couple of bad breakups, had a few one night stands with assholes and psychos, then went through a dry spell for a bit. The dry spell turned into a couple of years, and before I knew it I was actually super excited about just doing my own thing and living my life.”
“I get it,” he empathized, “Dating definitely sucks.”
“Tell me about it. Even if you find them do we jive sexually? Do they have a nice cock? How often can they cum? Egh… Two years turned into three, three turned into five and I basically just resigned myself to a life of celibacy. Being single was awesome but not being able to…
“It’s been five years since you’ve had an orgasm!?!” Jason couldn’t help but interrupt her, as he realized the consequences of what Susan was saying.
“HA! That’s exactly how Lacey reacted when I told her. But yes, right before I told Lacey it had been five looooong years since I had an orgasm – I know it’s a long time. Lacey couldn’t believe I lasted that long. She also said she’d go completely insane if she didn’t orgasm at least once a week. Now you can understand why she was insistent that she help out.”
“Totally,” Jason agreed.
“So, after I told Lacey I didn’t want a relationship and felt like I could be single the rest of my life and yet couldn’t orgasm because I didn’t have access to a normal, non-judgmental, non-abusive source of cum a lightbulb went off in her head and she immediately said she knew just the guy.”
He instinctively squeezed his cock, desperate for release listening bursa eskort to Susan’s erotic retelling of her meeting with his wife.
“She said she’d known this guy most of her life and could vouch he was totally safe. She said he had an incredible cock and constantly wanted to cum – CONSTANTLY. She said he was super kind and considerate but knew how to be an absolute fa-reak in the bedroom. She said he was able to cum over and over again in the same night and if he was properly teased or edged could produce gigantic loads that could soak the bed sheets. It sounded waaaay too good to be true.”
Jason shifted on the bed, his cock throbbed yet again as he started to realize where the story was headed. He glanced down and noticed that the bed sheet was dark around his lap. His cock had begun to leak precum, quite a lot of precum, all over the bed sheet. For just a moment Susan’s breath got shallow and her lips parted as she too noticed the damp spot above his lap was getting bigger and darker. Noticing her knees shifting back and forth, still fidgeting, he smiled broadly and shook his head in utter disbelief at how fucking hot it all was.
“Before I knew it, she whipped out her phone, and showed me a picture of this nice big fat cock dripping with cum and asked if that was the type of cock and cum that I needed. She knew immediately that she had me. I didn’t cum right then, but my panties were practically sopping wet. Of course I said yes – that was exactly the type of man I was looking for.”
“She asked what I’d be willing to do if she could convince him to give me cum whenever I wanted it? I was over the moon with excitement and said I’d be willing to do just about anything for a steady supply of cum. Again I was thinking this is way too good to be true. Jason, she had the most devious smile on her face…”
He knew exactly the smile Susan was referring to.
“And that’s when I realized who the cock belonged to.” Susan reached out and pulled the sheets down exposing Jason’s rock-hard cock glistening in the early afternoon sunlight, already covered in precum from listening to Susan’s story.
“This gorgeous cock right here. That’s when Lacey told me about wanting to give her sexy, doting husband a very, very special gift.”
Susan reached forward and rubbed one finger slowly down the length of his penis. She moaned audibly as soon as she came in contact with his wet shaft.
“Mmm…” She stared at his cock for a few more seconds before regaining her composure.
“I think now is a good time to go over the rules, don’t you?” she asked.
“Oh shit – yeah the rules. No kissing, right?”
“No kissing and no penetration, yes – but those are just YOUR rules. Lacey gave me a few additional rules that you have to approve of but once you do then the weekend, and much, much more importantly my duties, can officially begin.”
“God I can barely take it. But alright – I think I’m ready now. This is all still just so fucking insane I can’t believe it. You really want to be my cumrag?”
“Listen, Jason, I’ll do you way better than that. After years of tragically awkward dates, and over five years without an orgasm – Lacey telling me that as long as I followed her rules she would let her husband give me as much cum as I wanted was the best thing I had ever heard in my life.
I barely even thought about it before telling her I’d do it no matter what rules she put in place. I basically begged her to let me use her husband – you – for cum. She flashed that devious smile of hers and then we spent the rest of the night discussing the rules and planning for this weekend. I’ve been texting her constantly since then ironing out the details and planning for this weekend. The hair, the outfit, everything.
Hell, I was texting her while making you breakfast. So I don’t just want to be your cumrag. Jason – I need to be your cumrag. Please?”
“FUCK,” he moaned. The authenticity she expressed retelling this story caused something to shift inside him. He was ready to fully accept Susan as his new cumrag.
“Ok then – what are the rules?”
“You only have two rules and Lacey explained those to you already. I have five rules that I must obey while Lacey is away this weekend:
Rule Number 1 – Anytime you want to cum, I must make myself available to you as a cumrag.
Basically, that means whenever you cum I will provide cleanup services so that after you orgasm all you need to do is sit back and relax – no additional work whatsoever.
Rule Number 2 – Anytime you spill cum on something, the bedsheets, your clothes, the kitchen table, wherever or on whatever – I must also make myself available as your cumrag and clean that up too.
Rule Number 3 – Whenever you take a shower or a bath I must be available to wash your cock for you.
Rule Number 4 – Whenever you cum on me directly I must leave the cum on my body until you give me permission to remove it.
Rule Number 5 – I must always ask or be given permission to cum.
“I warned Lacey this would be a hard one for me to control. She said it would be up to you how to punish me if I break it which just got me even more turned on. She thought this rule was a little too far but I begged her to keep it in place or I might not be able to control myself around you.”
He didn’t know when, but at some point he had begun absentmindedly stroking his cock.
Susan abruptly stood up and ran her hands down her body straightening her dress. As she let her arms rest comfortably at her sides she smiled at him invitingly – pausing to give him a good look at his new toy.
Jason noticed that Susan was intoxicated watching him and gasped when he squeezed his cock just right, causing another glob of precum to drip down his shaft.
“Well. It’s now or never, what do you say? Can I be your cumrag?”
“Ab-so-fucking-lutely”. He shook his head in amazement, admiring his new cumrag from head to toe. His orgasm was building, it wouldn’t be long.
“Then it’s settled. I am now, officially, your new free-use, cumrag.”
Susan sat down next to him again, entranced with how much precum was already covering Jason’s fingers as he stroked his cock.
“It looks like you may soon be in need of some clean-up services.”
Seeing how aroused Susan was at the fact that she would soon be used as his cumrag sent him over the edge. His body tensed as he began to unload cum all over himself. Hot jets of cum covered his hands, pooled on his stomach, and matted into his chest hair. He continued to ride the orgasm as long as he could, adding more cum to his already cum covered torso before relaxing completely against the bed.
As his orgasm subsided he noticed that Susan had never taken her eyes off of his cock. She was practically drooling over all of the copious pools of cum covering his hands, stomach, balls, chest, thighs. He knew that she was nearly delirious with arousal.
“Can, I? Please?” she begged.
“You’ve definitely earned it. Go ahead. Show me how good of a cumrag my wife got me.”
Susan grabbed a spare pair of Lacey’s panties that were sitting on the bedside table and began to do her job. Wiping cum from the head of his cock and down his shaft. She grabbed underneath his balls and dried off as much as possible. When Lacey’s panties were thoroughly soaked Susan attempted to use her dress to continue to clean him. When that didn’t work she used both hands to scoop the final pool of his cum into her palm.
Jason looked at all the cum in her hand and then glanced up to see that Susan was staring directly at him, her eyes desperate with anticipation. She licked her lips and he knew just what she wanted. Just what she NEEDED, he reminded himself.
“Go ahead, you have my permission.” Susan immediately lifted her dress and shoved her cum-filled hand down her panties, orgasming as soon as Jason’s hot cum touched her pussy. She collapsed on the bed, writhing in pleasure.
As he too relaxed against the headboard he decided to take a short, post-orgasm nap. It’s gonna be a long weekend, he thought to himself. And besides, he didn’t know how long his cumrag would continue to orgasm before she was ready to be used again.
As he drifted off to sleep he thought to himself, “I have the greatest fucking wife in world!”
Cumming Soon:
Chapter 03 – Clothing Optional
His wife’s innocent reward may open Pandora’s box.
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