Anything and Everything. Epilogue part 4. [m35 F32 M25] [cuckolding] [chastity] [humiliation]

Thanks to all who have encouraged me and inspired me to keep writing this story. It is the longest series I have written to date.

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The sounds of Christmas were in the air. Christmas lights, Christmas trees and presents. We had just put the boys to bed. Stories of presents and toys. I came back to the living room to find Kate snuggled up by the fire. She was wearing my flannel, tall over the knee socks and some booty shorts (per my request). I settled in next to her and brought her in under my arm. We watched a bit of a show and she sipped on a glass of red wine and I had a bourbon. The adventures of the summer seemed at this point, nothing more than a fever dream, a distsnt hazy memory, when reflected on from the warmth of our home and the rekindled love we shared.

I kissed her soft lips and she touched my cock in my joggers. This was a slice of heaven. She casually played with me while we finished the show. As was our new norm, once the show was over, she would slide down under the blanket and take me into her mouth. She licked my tip, nibbled down my shaft and tickled my slit with her tongue until I poked my head under the covers and gave her a sloppy kiss in between her giggles. Tonight was no different, I slipped my head under the covers and kissed her while she teased me with her tongue and lips. I pulled her up and after running my hand along her perfect ass, I slipped it inside her shorts to find her soaked sex. She was wet. Like wet wet. She was always wet after having my cock in her mouth. That in itself was a big deal after all experience she had with bigger cocks, more successful and more handsome men. This made me feel so secure in us and thankful for her.

She saw that I was deep in thought, and asked what I was thinking about in between teasing my hard as rock penis which she gripped with great confidence and familiarity at the base.

"What are you so lost in thought about?" Kate asked in between licks and running her lips up my full length. She was soo good at giving the sluttiest and sloppiest blowjobs on the planet.

"How lucky I am to have you and that talented mouth?" I responded and moved my hand to the back of her head.

She tapped my cock against her cheek and looked up at me considering her next move. She broke into a smile and asked, "This talented mouth? What about my throat?"

She looked at me, spit on my dick and then took my cock to the base in one smooth motion. She held me there and then wiggled her mouth a bit to work me into the farthest reaches of her throat I could go. She looked up at me and winked at me. My heart was pounding in my chest for her, her body, her essence.

She then continued to show off and then worked my balls into her mouth. My eyes rolled back into my head.

I had previously asked her if she had done that for Chad or any of the guys she had sucked during the summer. She usually had one of two responses. Both were humbling: "I could do this only with the small cocks. Chad's cock was just too big to do this with." Her other response was equally humiliating, "What about you? Were you able to lick a guys balls while servicing his cock?" She would usually say either of these in her teasing and flirtatious voice. Usually with an absolute fire in her steely blue eyes.

Tonight I refrained, leaving the moment to just us. Coming up from her deepthroat she let me see the spit strings trailing from her mouth to my spit covered cock. Tonight, she came up and kissed me and then stood up. She stripped off her clothes as she headed to the back door stopping to refill her wine glass before heading outside in the cold December air and moving to the hot tub. I paused only to grab a pair of towels and to refill my whiskey before making the similar trek 20 feet to our hot tub through the frigid temps.

Soon, our bodies were entertwined in the warm water of the hot tub. Kissing, feeling, hands roaming under the warm blanket of the hot tub. I Let my lips and hands roam her sculpted and well maintained body via her commitment to working out and eating right. She still had the most amazing ass, maybe even better than before as she channeled so much energy into lifting and pushing herself. She eventually positioned herself to ride my hard cock. She kissed my lips and my neck as she let her slick body slide down my cock. She focused on her pleasure, maybe today more than usual as she held my body and let it support her as she bounced and ground on me. Initially she was holding my face and then my shoulders, kissing me, being close to me, but now she had one hand on my knees behind her and had braced herself with a forearm across my chest. She was grinding and on a mission. She moved her hips frantically as I concentrated on staying hard and not cumming.

She had closed her eyes and was riding me. Taking everything I had. Her eyes were closed and she was focussed on her orgasm. I reached forward and added a thumb on her clit trying to help. Her eyes jolted open, and refocussed on me almost as if remembering I was there. She slid off of me and retreated to the other side of the hot tub.

I was initially taken aback. Already prone to feeling insecure about my smaller cock, this reignited those thoughts wildly. I moved across the pool. I was fueled by 2 desires, the first to give her pleasure and the second to have my own orgasm. But, deeper down, I also needed to feel like she still wanted me.

I swam across, my hands finding her thighs and butt under the water as she sat there. She reached for her familiar handhold on my rock hard cock and balls. Our eyes were locked on each other, but neither of us always knew what to say. She began to squeeze and pull my balls and stroke my cock with her entire hand, careful not to push me over the edge.

"Is everything okay?" I asked, wanting to moderate my concern and be cool if that was what she needed.

She collected herself, and seemed to jump back into the present and into the here and now. She grinned at me, a knowing and reassuring smile that always connected with me at the deepest level. When she smiled at me like this, I had no defense. I think she knew that.

"Yes baby, everything is okay. No it's better than okay, it is great." I think she said the last part more to reassure herself than anything.

"You seemed to be working hard there for your orgasm. You have not been having to work like that." I said with genuine concern. My insecurity got the beat of me here. "Am I still enough for you?"

"Yes you are, and always have been." She said with a sincere sweetness that she did not always show. She kissed me on the lips. Continuing to stroke my cock. My hands under the water on her ass.

"Do you ever think back to the summer?" She asked, her grip on my balls stronger.

"I do, often."

My cock immediately jumped in her hands, with my response. We are both in the warm water up to our chins. Our faces mere inches apart. My hands holding her amazing ass. I could not feel any closer or be any closer than we were right now.

She move forward and began to use the tip of my dick to trace the entrance and around her wet slit. It was a full body action and she did all of it while still holding on to my genitals with 2 hands.

"What did you think about that made you hard?"

My mind raced. There were parts that angered me, parts were I felt betrayed and genuinely afraid for us, for her and for me. There were parts that made me proud. Proud of my goddess of a wife, proud of what I was able to do and proud that she chose me. There were other parts that sexually excited me and made my cock as hard as it could possibly get. There parts were not the parts where I submitted to Richard or Jorge or Fox, those did arouse me and usually left me soft, leaking and wanting my holes filled.

The singular thing that made my cock jump the most was watching my beautiful powerful, intelligent, prize of a wife submit to Chad and his friends. It drove me mad with lust. The videos of her sucking cock, submitting to Chad and Anne and Chloe were like pure unadulterated desire for me. Watching her submit to him and them left me with complicated post-event feelings, to say the least.

"Truth?" I queried as Iooked into her eyes.

She continued to slide her lips over my pulsing hard cock under the water. Out of sight, seemingly disconnected from the conversation happening above the surface.

"Truth. Always." She said looking into my eyes and sliding over my engorged member. Her grip and pull on my balls strengthening. She wrapped her thighs around me and planted her feet on the seat behind me.

She was in full control. She knew it. I felt it. She was using my body to pleasure herself while holding me in a state of vulnerability and desire. Even in the warm water, I could feel the heat of her sex radiate into me as she held me there.

I blushed. I felt it. She noticed. She grinned. Tightening her grip. On my testicles, on my heart, on my desire, on my total being.

I started to speak but had to clear my throat.

She continued gripping, riding, probing.

"What made you blush?"

"I ... Kate, you are my queen, my love, but I like..." I started saying. She kept sliding up and down the underside of my shift.

"Tell me."

"I love watching you get used. I love watching you, ummm, lose control. Like, lose control because of lust, but also having control taken from you. I love watching when you are bound and Chad and Anne make you do things you'd normally never do." I started my confession.

"Like what? Be specific. What is something I do not normally do that I did for them?" She purred, looking into my eyes. Her grip on my balls firm and her lips around my shaft that she continued to glide on.

"The way you suck Chad's dick. The way you let Anne and Chloe do anything they wanted to you." She kept eye contact and slowed and let her lips feel my cock flex as i said these things.

She leaned in and kissed me. It was sexy, deep and passionate.

"Do you like watching me go down on women?" She asked breaking the kiss. Taking further control of me.

"Not necessarily."

"Do you like watching me suck any dick?"

"Not really."

"Do you like watching me suck a big cock or is it Chad's big dick you like?"

She gripped my testicles and slid up and down my body. I was held the perfect balance of pleasure and pain. She was obviously in control of the sex under the surface and the conversation above the surface. My hands still supported her ass as she teased me. Her eyes never left mine. Searching for an answer.

I tried to answer. I really did. I could not. I knew what my answer was, but it would not come out of my mouth. I stared blankly at her as my mouth tried to form words. She maintained my gaze and continued to work my cock along the slick slit between her lips.

Finally she broke the silence and let me off the hook. "Yeah, I feel the same." Never really acknowledging what I did not say. What I could not say. Her grip slacked and she reflected.

I took the opportunity to seize the initiative. I flipped her around so that her back was against the seat, and her legs wrapped around my torso and my hand guiding my cock to her open and vulnerable entrance.

I began to tease her lips and clit with my cock head. I gripped one of her breast's and then moved my mouth down to tease, suck and lick the other.

She sucked in breath and began to buck her hips. I teasingly bit the other nipple and as she gasped, I moved up and looked her in the eyes.

"When you think about the summer, what gets you most aroused?" I asked in a low sexy whisper. My engorged cock poised at her entrance as she desperately tried to pull herself down on to me with her powerful thighs.

"Just fuck me."

"No. Tell me. What gets you hot and bothered?"

"The whole truth?" She asked, as if needing permission to tell me something i did not want to hear.

She looked away.

"Kate, I love all the sides of you. You do not have to hide from me."

Her eyes came back to mine. "There are a lot of things I hated from last summer. There are a lot of things did not go the way I wanted. But there is one ..... make that two things that are so fucking hot to me."

She made eye contact and grinned. Like she was remembering good time.

"And they are...?" I prompted.

"Are you sure I can't just suck your dick or peg you or something?"

"No. Tell me."

"I really fell under Chad's spell. It wasn't just Chad. He is as self centered and shallow as they come. I mean if he did not lift weights and have a big dick, he'd have zero personality. But, there was something that I could not resist, once I started down the path. I mean, once I sucked him off the first time, it was like something just came over me. I had to ..." Her voice trailed off.

"He did not deserve your submission."

"I know. But that..."

I finished her sentence. "Was what made it so hot. Well, that and his big dick."

She grinned and cut her eyes at me. "That certainly did not hurt. Not one bit. I mean fuck, his cock was just so..."

I thrust into her, making her moan as she said the "big" at the end of the sentence.

She looked at me and put her hand behind my neck and pulled me close. We kissed. She welcomed my tongue invading her mouth and moaned into mine as I fucked her.

We held each other like this as I plowed into my wife. My prize. My goddess. Her body wrapped around me. Her arms around my neck. Kissing. Fucking. Bonding. Re-establishing us.

I pressed my advantage. "What was the other thing that got you off?"

Her eyes snapped open from being lost in the pleasure and the intimacy.

She looked at me and grinned a sexy playful grin and wrapped her legs around my waist and locked her ankles behind me.

"Your slow descent. I initially got off on locking your cock, knowing you would be denied of your own choosing and I would be free to suck and tease you by sending sexy pics. I knew that would drive you wild."

She was bucking into me. Her movements beneath the surface more intense. Grinding on my body as I was inside her once again.

She continued. "But then, watching you be humiliated and put in submissive situations by Richard first and then Derek and hearing what Jorge and Fox did with and to you. Fuck."

Her body was moving of its own accord grinding on my cock, her ankles locked behind my waist and her clit grinding on my abdomen.

Her speech was incoherent. So I just painted a picture for her.

"You liked when Richard fucked my throat?"

"Yes"

"You liked when Richard whored me out to Jorge and Fox?"

"Fuck yeah. Ooh. FUCK. Keep fucking me!"

"You liked it when Derek and his big BBC friends spit roasted me and made me their cum dump?"

"OH gawd, yes.... baby, keep going."

She was clearly getting off on my humiliation. My mind raced to the most humiliating thing I could think of to spur her on. The most gut wrenching humiliation I suffered. I could not think clearly. I could only think of the need on her face. The need to cum from my cock. Searching for the most humiliating thing i could think of I blurted out the following.

"You liked it when Chad had me present you to him. To hold you open for him. When you looked me in the eye and told him this was his pussy. His pussy only."

"OH fuck yes. I am cumming!!!"

She bucked on my cock. Clenching. Moaning and contorting. Gasping for breath, like a woman possessed that was now going through an exorcism.

I wanted to fuck into her with everything j had, to reclaim her body once and for all for myself. Somehow I knew this meant something more. I knew I needed something more.

Kate recovered from her orgasm. Still wrapped around me. She felt the shift. She did not push me away, but also did not try to hold me in this moment. This was part of the process of coming back. Giving each other space to heal. Instead she knew that I still needed to come.

She pulled herself back from me. She then pulled me up on to the seat and reassumed her grip on my balls and began to stroke my cock using the slickness of her sex.

"You are still so hard thinking of me and Chad."

Our eyes still making contact. She continued to pull me back down back in back into her and this new version of us. The version that did not ignore what happened but embraced it. Picking out what was good, hot and sexy and us. We rejected the rest. Letting closeness and arousal be our guides.

Her hands continued to possess me with the grip on my balls and pleasure me with stroking.

"I loved sucking his cock. He was so big."

My cock flexed in her hand, causing a flash of to cross her eyes.

"He would have me on my knees, dressed like a cheap slut and holding my heels behind me as he fucked my throat."

I could tell I had just oozed more precum as her hand job got more silky.

"He would force his monster can sized dick down my throat. Holding me there. He would make me lick his balls as he slapped my tits." She said and continue to polish the head of my cock but sinking into the water.

"He would talk about how much of a beta submissive to surrender your cock to a cage and my throat to his cock."

She pulled me close. Pulling my cock back to her pussy. Wrapping her legs around me.

"He would have me come give him naked blow jobs in front of his friends."

She pulled me to her entrance.

"Even giving me a facial."

She crossed her ankles behind me. Still stroking me at her entrance.

"Look me in the eyes."

I looked up to her. Surfing on the edge of a huge orgasm.

"He always wanted me to tell him to cum inside of me. But, i never did. That is for us."

She pulled me inside with her thighs and impaling herself on my pulsating cock and said "cum in me."

I filled her with all the cum I had as I entered her. She did not let me fuck in and out, just fill her.

I spent several minutes spurting inside my beautiful loving wife as she held me there. Legs locked around me. Arms wrapped around my neck. Gentle kisses on my cheek and neck as my body emptied into hers. She coaxed it all out. Gently whispering in my ear to "fill me".

She broke the embrace. Pulled herself up onto the side and reached for a towel covering her torso.

"Babe, that was a lot of cum. I want you to eat it out of me."

I registered what she said and moved to her preferred spot to be eaten. I had given her oral on the side of our hot tub dozens of times. This felt different and I did not know why.

I lapped at her folds and began to eat my fresh cum out of her sex. She seemed sensitive.

"Babe, I need to tell you why I pulled away earlier."

I kept licking. Tasting our combined juices in earnest now.

"I ran into Chad today."