It began with me wanting to please my wife and focus entirely on her. For a couple of weeks, we had sex in a way where I told her it was fine if once she orgasms, we are done and she can roll over to sleep. At first, she seemed hesitant and even asked once if I wanted to finish too, but I explained that I enjoy feeling satisfied by her pleasure. When I do cum, my chemistry feels off-balance and I don’t feel like cuddling; I just want to go straight to sleep (yes, very typical for a guy).
After sticking with this routine four times, I bought the CB3000 and had it shipped directly to our house under my wife’s name. She knew when it was arriving because I used her email address instead of mine and let her know to expect the package soon.
When I returned from work, I carried on as usual without letting anything slip that things were different. My wife works irregular hours, so I usually look after our daughter during the evenings. Just before bedtime, I walked into the bedroom and spotted the box on the bed. The shipping carton had been torn open, though I wasn’t sure if she had gotten any further than that initial rip. After putting my daughter to sleep, I started sizing it up, testing different rings and depth spacers to make sure it was snug but not painful, with little risk of escape.
I got settled into the device and decided to wear it to bed. A few hours later, I woke up in pain because I was bulging out through the seams. I quickly realized I needed a different ring size, adjusted the depth spacer, and trimmed the pins. Once that was done, I went back to sleep only to wake up again a couple of hours later and take everything off.
I woke up the next morning knowing that if I didn’t put it on before my shower, I would definitely masturbate because having the device is quite exciting. So I locked myself in and continued with my day. Around lunchtime, my wife finally got out of bed and asked about it; I confirmed yes, I had it on. I had left the keys on the bathroom counter where she could see them, and she wondered if they were meant for her. Naturally, I said yes and told her to keep one with her and put the other away safely.
She surprised me with a few observations. First, she mentioned seeing pictures and thinking it didn’t look very comfortable. Hmmmm, my wife doesn’t usually browse erotic sites, so I knew she had been doing her research. Second, she asked if she should be holding the keys, which sounded like she already understood what was happening. Third, her general curiosity suggested genuine interest. You know how it is; you have to watch out for what you wish for.
After a bit of discussion, I explained that I wasn’t looking for extreme kink, just limiting my masturbation frequency, and this seemed perfect. We agreed to try this experiment until January 1st before deciding our future direction. If we return to how things were before, so be it. At least we gave it a shot to add some spice and strengthen our marriage. I must say, with the extra focus on my lovely wife of sixteen years, we haven’t argued in the past two weeks since starting this rhythm, and it feels like the right next step. Who knows? We might continue into something deeper, kinkier, or sexier than just orgasm control.:anim_39:
Locked for 28 days. humble37