The rings

It was a couple hour drive back from the hotel near the coast. It had been a fun little impromptu get away with my lover. I felt her moving uneasily in her seat.

“Are you okay?” I asked, genuinely concerned.

“Just a little sore..” she said with a smile. “…and I love it! My husband isn’t anywhere near as big as you, or lasts as long. My poor vagina has been beaten all weekend. And I’m very grateful!”

“It’s a pity…” she giggled, bringing both her hands across to my lap. I watched as her wedding rings glistened in the sun. “I know you could go another round and I’d tell you to stop somewhere…”

“I can always go another round with you” I laughed. “But it’s fine. How do you think he will be getting on? This is the longest we have kept him in chastity…”

“Oh he will be in agony, and love it!” She laughed, somewhat sadistically. “I know he appreciated the photos you sent him. He said my wedding rings looked much prettier around your cock…”

I did have to agree on that one. She looked at me, her eyes and smile letting me know trouble was brewing. She reached down to her footwell and started rumbling though her bag, pulling a flavoured condom out from it.

“That actually gives me an idea…..”

………..

She smiled and winked as she knocked at her own front door, it swinging open almost immediately.

“Hello husband” she said, stepping inside as he stood clear. I left her bags outside and stepped in as well.

“Bring those in for us, will you cuck” I said with a smirk. As demanded, he was naked except for his tight silver chastity cage. His eyes remained at the floor and his doughy body shifted awkwardly.

Sticking his head out to make sure no neighbours could see, he dashed out like a rat and scarpered back inside. The house was immaculate, he had been instructed to clean it from top to bottom while we were away.

I watched as she walked slowly across their lounge, settling down into their leather seat, him following behind her, kneeling near her feet, eyes still on the floor.

“I have a little gift for you…” she said, rolling up the bottom of her black summer dress at the front. I could see the fear hitting his face. “Don’t worry, he didn’t cum inside me!”

I would have, him devouring my creampie would not have been the first time it had been done since we met. But unfortunately they had decided to start trying for children and she had come off birth control, though I would have loved to have shot love loads inside her. Me impregnating her would have been his ultimate humiliation.

Pulling the rest of her dress up, she revealed her smoothly waxed pussy, a work of beauty. Cucks eyes slowly traced up her thighs as her legs parted before him. He swallowed deeply.

His eyes widened as he saw the pink latex ring hanging from her lips. His eyes glanced up at her and then back down again, confused.

“Take it out” she instructed, with a demeaning tone in her voice. He reached up to grab it and she laughed. “No. With your mouth…”

His middle aged cheeks burned red and a bead of nervous sweat formed on his forehead.

“Ye… ye… yes Ma’am” he stammered, taking a deep breath. Swallowing deeply, he lowered his lips to hers, catching the ring and trying to tug at it, its slippery substrate slipping from his mouth, but revealing enough of the latex to show a knot, somewhat to his relief.

As he went back in, she dug the point of her heels into his back, pushing her hips up and driving her pussy into his face with a giggle, before relaxing and allowing him to tug its contents out and sit back as it slapped and stuck to his chin.

She smirked at me.

“He doesn’t even know what’s inside…”

His face showed confusion and curiosity. She leaned forward, pinching the latex between her fingertips and holding the pink condom up in front of his eyes.

His body shuddered and I watched as precum leaked from his cage to the floor, his pitiful excuse for a penis swollen in its confinement. He let out a pathetic whimper.

“Oh god, no….” He whined, his eyes wide with shock.

His eyes traced back and forth as it swung slightly, hypnotised but its movement.

Inside the condom, suspended in my thick white cum, sat her wedding and engagement rings.

He whimpered, shuddering.

“Can you hand me the scissors from the knife block?” She asked me, as I turned and delivered them to her

Holding it just below the knot, she sliced the knot off and discarded it, holding the cum laden remainder in front of his face.

“I need you to clean these before I put them back on.” She said. “Open your mouth…”

He swallowed deeply, cheeks flushing red. There was no doubt in the room he would comply.

She began turning the condom over, his tongue sticking from his open mouth as she tipped its contents onto it. I watched with curiosity as my seed, followed by one and then another ring dripped onto his tongue. She then ran her thumb and forefinger down the latex sheath, completely draining it.

“Clean them” she instructed, placing her ring finger close to his mouth as he swallowed several times, his tongue working to clean the jewellery within his mouth. After several moments he began to position one on the tip of her finger with his lips.

“Mmm” she groaned, pleased. She didn’t rest though, once the first ring was seated, pushing her finger deep into his mouth causing him to gag slightly at the unexpected invasion, and her to snigger in satisfaction.

Realising my time there was done, I moved forward, kissing her deeply as he fumbled with the second ring, the taste of strawberry flavoured condom still slightly on her lips.

“Thank you for such an amazing weekend” she said, biting her lip in that amazing way. “And thank you for that amazing thing you did with my ass… I’ll never forget that…”

I felt him freeze for a moment, knowing his mind would be racing for the next few hours. I turned and headed for the door with a grin.