Wife Masturbates Me

This story is true, dispite the disclaimer, but you decide.

My wife and I have been married almost 30 years and our sex life is pretty much nil, sure I love my wife and she loves me, but our sex is almost non-existant. So I masturbate a lot. Usually alone in the house, but sometimes late at night after she’s gone to bed.

Last night however was different. Something was bothering her, but she just wouldn’t say what, she was iritable (normal) and wouldn’t give me the time of day, even if I asked, so I just did my usual husbandly routine for the evening and later we went to bed.

Feeling horny after about an hour of fitful sleep, I turned the covers down and got up and went to the john to masturbate. I was getting into the routine when the bathroom door was suddenly opened and she burst in and started accusing me of jacking off to porn on the computer (true) and ignoring her.

My cock in my hand and my mouth open all I could think of to say was “OK, so what do you want to do about it?”

“I don’t want to ignore you, but you seem to never want sex and I need relief” I said.

“You want relief?”, she exclaimed, “So do I” she continued “and I’m going to have my way with you right fucking now”, she said.

I wasn’t wearing anything and she just reached down and grabbed ahold of my cock and literally pulled me up to a standing position and without another word dragged me to the computer room.

When I got there I noticed that the computers (mine and hers) was already turned on and there on the floor was a pile of thin rope and the KY Liquid.

“Sit down!” she snapped. I did what she said, getting even more horny at the prospect of real sex, finally.

“I’m going to tie you to the chair so you can’t get disinterested and get away, then we’ll see about satisfaction”, she said.

She tied my ankles to the chair then my back and chest and then she tied my hands behind me. Then sitting in front of my computer she started keying google searches for galleries of nude women, clicking all sorts of pictures onto the screen and following links to nasty sex pictures. I couldn’t help but get a little excited and my cock hardened even more.

“Now my darling”, she cooed, “I’ll masturbate you until you cum, then we’ll see if you can keep it up”.

She poured a liberal amount of KY Liquid in her hands and then started on my cock, pumping deep, long and hard. It didn’t take much time for me to get close and she knew it, but she didn’t stop.

“Honey, I’m going to cum soon”, I blurted. “I know Darling, but I want to know if you can keep it up”, she said.

Not knowing what the hell she was talking about, I pressed on and soon, I was spurting thick cum out and onto her hands and the floor.

“Now comes the real test”, she smiled, “Can you keep it up?”

She didn’t stop pulling on my penis. In fact she started on the cock head like it had dirt on it and she was trying to scrub it off with a passion.

“Honey, you know I’m really sentive there right this minute”, I whimpered – because it really was sensitive (heck you all know that), but she didn’t stop and I couldn’t get away.

She pumped, pulled and then I looked down and she had my cockhead between her thumb and forfingers rubbing with a passion and I about passed out from the sensitivity of it.

“Come on my sweet, get that cock hard again, it’s my turn you know”, she stated that fact like I could do anything about her now after the fact. …and she kept pulling and pumping me.

After about ten minutes my cock started to respond and became like a tree again. “I knew you could get your tiny pecker back up again and you know you want to cum again right?” I nodded agreement. But that’s not what happened.

She turned my chair to face her and she dropped her hands to her clit.

“Now you get to watch me you bastard”, she said. Then she, standing inches from me, became aroused and pulled her pussy open for me to look at and then started masturbating herself.

“This is what you don’t get tonight because you ignored me for so long”, she stated. “I’m thinking of giving it to someone else, what do you thing about that?” she questioned.

I begged her not to, that I wanted her pussy and very badly, but she just looked meanlike and continued to rub her clit.

“No I think you need to see that I can give it to anyone I want, take our neighbor for example, I could get him to fuck me, what do you think about that?”

Wide eyed, I said “never”, but she just looked at me and smiled. My cock was starting to shrink, and she reached down to pull on it to get it back up and I heard the door to the computer room open and in walked our neighbor.

“I’m ready to get fucked real good”, she said to him.

“I’m ready to do some fucking”, he smiled at me.

So then I knew that she was really going to let the neighbor fuck her while I watched. He started to take his pants down, and she stopped him. “Let me do that for you”, she said.

She unzippered him and took his tool out (much much bigger than mine, longer, but thinner) then she began to lick the underside like it was candy and then held his balls and worked on his cockhead like she was starving.

I just stared at her, stunned. Here my wife of 30 years, sucking a cock like a pro and she hasn’t sucked me in a coons age. What a bitch, I thought.

Soon he was ready and she smiled at me and let him pick her up and put her on the computer table next to me, spreading her legs and entered her pussy to her gasping mouth.

She moaned and he began to fuck her. She was squirming on the table and I noticed she was pushing her ass up to meet his thrust.

“Cum in me”, she gasped, “cum hard into me!

She pushed and he pushed and she quickly glanced at me and stuck her tongue out at me. “He’s fucking me real good my Darling, what do you think about that?”

Soon he came into her pussy and she came too, I could tell.

Then when he pulled out of her pussy, she licked his cockhead to get the last of his juice on her lips and then smiled at me and said…

“You can masturbate to the computer porn all you want, but I’m going to get as much cock as I can as often as I can and I’m going to bring it home too.”

This morning, it was like a dream, and I thought maybe it was. She smiled at me when I came out of the bedroom, was all lovey dovey to me, like it really was a dream. I asked if she was feeling OK and she didn’t even mention the night before.

I wasn’t sure, so I went to the computer room and it didn’t appear to be any different than the day before.

I started to turn off the light when I noticed a public hair on the table. It wasn’t mine or hers…