What a fascinating evening. My wife gave me oral edging and kept my erection firm throughout. Then she brought out BOB, her battery-powered helper. That is her go-to tool for achieving quick, intense climaxes. Typically, she reached hers in under three minutes; I wasn’t clocking it though.
Afterward, our dog smelled the sexual activity and hopped onto the bed—a rare feat given he’s 14 years old now and usually relies on the pet steps we have by each bed and sofa. He managed to get up when he catches my wife’s scent of arousal. He stays right beside her constantly throughout the day. When she leaves, he lies on my bed gazing out the window for hours, waiting for her return, often whining for her.
If I move near my wife, Vegas tries to wedge himself between us or gives me a glare. He insists on physical contact with her whether we’re sleeping or lounging on the couch together. My wife spoils him rotten. She lays down his baby blankets for him and arranges her bed specifically for his comfort. When he passes away, I expect she’ll shed many tears; he was essentially her child during menopause. I gifted him to her while she was going through that phase. It hit her hard because doctors had told us the chances of having a natural child were one in a million—just like mine. She always held onto hope, but menopause crushed it, leaving her feeling down. Vegas gave her something new to nurture and pamper. I did this then to make my wife happy, though I didn’t realize just how much she would come to adore him.
Anyway, following her climax, we spooned. My wife was in the center with me behind her rear and Vegas positioned in front of her. I joked that it felt like our first MMF threesome (or a foursome if you count BOB). Vegas always seems aware of where my wife’s bottom has been or which fingers touched her vulva; he is quite perceptive when sex is involved.:)
That was odd, but dog owners will understand the dynamic with a long-term pet. Even more surprising was that I didn’t feel like I was about to climax, despite her edging and my hard state. Years of her conditioning have allowed me to go weeks without feeling horny. The last time she let me release, I was grumpy for an entire week afterward. We had arguments—at least we called them that since they popped up and vanished as quickly as they appeared. After 44 years together, we know our bond is until death do us part. No matter the bickering, we love each other deeply. Plus, we rarely say truly hurtful things; we just disagree occasionally without attacking each other personally. We are both open to critique in certain areas so we avoid those triggers.
She mentioned that if she could choose, she’d never let me climax again. She’s maintained this stance since I started wearing the cage over four years ago. That is why she always negotiates for the minimum number of releases I can tolerate without being tempted to masturbate myself. There was a time when I even masturbated with stitches in my penis and another time with a stent; both required extra surgery, so my wife knows there is a limit before my primal instincts override reason. However, as she gradually stretched out the denial periods, I managed to go longer without feeling that urge. Honestly, I’m getting bored of porn now. It all looks the same, just different faces. Watching real couples have sex gets old quickly enough too, along with oral sex. We’ve experienced most of what you see in online [fetish] communities, so it doesn’t excite me much anymore. Knowing they are actors removes some of the magic for me.
I always enjoyed having that constant sexual tension, but now it takes about a month to feel that way again. I think my wife will allow an orgasm on my birthday next month because the next target date is four months out. That was my longest stretch before, though we only did it once then. Usually, our window for release is 6-8 weeks. It seems my libido has been steadily dropping since beginning [chastity], although age could be a factor too.
Has anyone else noticed their desire decreasing after years of being locked? Another effect I’ve spotted is that my wife’s climaxes improve as I have fewer releases each year. My theory is that she feels less guilty denying me, allowing her to focus on herself without worrying about what I’ll need later. Does your partner get better [orgasm] experiences since you started locking up? Do they keep getting stronger the longer you are denied, or just because of being locked?