The Money Shot

The luckiest night of my life has finally arrived. My wife finally agreed to make a sex tape. That might not seem like a lot to you. But it gets better. My wife, Angelica, managed to rope her hot blonde friend, Kayla, into joining us. At first, Angelica showed me a lot of trepidation. But I have to say, she’s really embraced the progress way more than I thought either of us would. So much so that it’s started to become an inconvenience to me. After all, I never would have thought making a sex tape would have entailed being locked in chastity.

“Aaaand there!”, Angelica exclaimed.

“hooray...” I groaned, still feeling unsure about promising my genitals being locked in a cage.

“Oh don’t be sour, NotJared” she reassured me as she gently grabbed my cage in one hand. “Just remember why we’re doing this...”

“The Money Shot-“

“**Exactly!** The Money Shot. Locking you up in your cage is the only way for me to know for sure that when we record this thing, that you’ll be shooting long ropes into my pussy...” Getting me excited again while she straddled my legs as I lay on our bed. She begins to rub my cage up against the lips of her vagina. I can feel a stirring in my locked up balls.

“Or maybe you’d rather cum all over my tits?” Dismounting off my cage she leans forward and smooshes her C cup breasts around my cock and balls. Blood shooting to my locked up crotch, she continued.

“Or better yet, how about *all over my face*” Sliding down even more, Angelica pulls her head towards my sealed up privates and drops a wet kiss on them. Giving me a full view of my wife’s gorgeous face. Her brown hair resting on the tan skin of her soft and petite shoulders. I see my bundled up manhood get released from her dark red lips, leaving behind her saliva and lipstick.

“Wherever it’ll be, it’ll be worth it for the *both of us* when we get that perfect money shot on tape.”

That scene, the moment I got locked in this cage, has been replaying on my mind on repeat. But after tonight, the sex tape will be the only thing playing on repeat.

“Alright, NotJared, on the bed, you know the drill.”

I’m awoken from my memory by the stern voice of Angelica, who at this point is probably less my wife than she is my director.

“We record tonight, so we’re going to squeeze one last edging in before the camera gets here.”

As part of my training for the video, she has put me through, she started the daily routine of taking off my cage and edging my cock for what is usually the most agonizing 15 minutes, before returning me to the chastity device. We already had one session this morning, but it seems as though she wants to do another, seeing as we record today. My cage is still pretty tight, but I’m too close to the promised land to protest.

“Alright. Bed.. This is gonna have to be a short one since they’ll be here soon.” She commanded as she held the handcuffs.

I assumed the usually edging position. I lay on the bed and spread my legs and my arms to the four corners of the bed. Angelica then quickly, and with mechanical precision cuffed my hands and feet down. Knowing now that i was incapable of interfering, she reaches down the top of her white cotton robe to grab the key to my chastity cage, which she had attached to a necklace she began wearing 24/7. As quickly as she unlocked the lock, my dick springs to life. Despite this, she seems disappointed.

“Hmm...”

“What’s wrong?”

“Well I *thought* we had been edging enough that it might help...”

“Help what?” I genuinely don’t know what she’s getting at.

“Nevermind.”

Before I can push the issue further, she gives my dick three quick strokes, which is already enough to bring me to the edge. Leaving my head alone, she gently glides the back of her hand against my balls. As soon as I start to come down, she wraps her thumb and index finger up and down my shaft. Her other hand gives additional attention to my balls. She catches a glimpse of the clock, and immediately switches to a full hand stroke. Not two lumps later, I return back to the edge of cumming and she immediately lets go. After I calm down yet again, she gives me one long stroke, this one in an effort to vacate the excess of precum that had been building up. Seeing it all pour out, she asks me,

“So do you wanna cum now?”

I have never said no to that question.

“More than anything!” I immediately shoot back

“Haha well, I’m glad. It’s good to know that the edging has been worthwhile, I promise you the Money Shot will be worth it.”

With that, she grabbed an ice pack to shrink down my junk so she can stuff it back into the cage. She turned the lock, reattached the key to her necklace, and tucked it back into her robe, which had been concealing most of her small but beautiful form up to this point. Just as she was reaching for the handcuff keys, the doorbell rings.

“Oh! They’re here!” she says with a palpable excitement in her voice. Completely forgetting about my being cuffed to the bed, she bolts downstairs to answer the door.

Helplessly locked by myself in our bedroom, I look to my right to see the large mirror that sits above our dresser that faces the bed. Seeing that mirror made me self conscious about my current predicament. As I try to avoid the mirror (and the voices of my wife entertaining houseguests downstairs) I instead look toward the window sill that sits between the dresser and the bed. Desperately hoping no one could see me through the window. This moment of reflection on interior design is interrupted by Angelica bringing in our company. She catches sight of my still cuffed up, and tries to stifle an embarrassed laugh. Behind her walks Kayla, her best friend dating back to high school, who had agreed to join us in making the sex tape. She wore a large peacoat that covered up her whole body, save for her bright blonde hair, and carried a dufflebag. We had met tons of times before, but she never came off as too impressed with me. Judging by the look on her face seeing me and my caged junk cuffed to a bed, this situation must not be an exception.

To my surprise(and quite honestly, disappointment) behind her walk two men, one of which I had already met. He is Kayla’s husband, Damien and it just now dawned on me that I didn’t question what he’d think about his wife having a threesome with us. He dressed relaxed, wearing a loose t-shirt and sweatpants that gave a painfully obvious silhouette of his well endowed cock. The other was a black man wearing jeans and a t shirt. He carried a huge camera with a microphone - the kind you’d see used in a documentary. I just remembered that Angelica wanted to hire I professional videographer for the taping, and this must be him.

“Oh God, this is an awkward way to meet.” You could cut the tension with a knife.

Angelica quickly rushes to unlock me.

“uhm DeAndre why don’t you just go ahead and get set up” That must be the cameraman. Nice to meet you.

After unlocking me, Angelica sits me up and starts whispering to me at a mile a minute ,

“Okay so I know we said this was going to be a threesome and all but Kayla and I watched **a ton** of sex tales and realized they were all the same. So *we thought* lets do something unique and switching up two couples and having you and Kayla do something experimental. Doesnt that sound fun?!”

She hit me with way more than I was willing to process. I don’t know how I feel about Damien banging my wife. My head is telling me I dont want to have to compete with Damien and his \*large asset\* but my dick is telling me that I’m dying for release. Who do I trust here, my dick or my head?

“Uhh yeah I guess it does.”

Angelica immediately turns around to Kayla and silently gives her a thumbs up. Kayla then nods and begins rifling through her large bag. I just now realized I have no clue why Kayla agreed to this, or what ‘experimental stuff’ means. By the time I can think to ask any follow ups, she has already scuttled toward Kayla, Damien, and DeAndre, and begins talking to them excitedly. As soon as I walk over, she begins to untie the robe she had been wearing all evening. She proudly shows off wha underneath to Kayla and Damien, then to DeAndre, and then finally to me. She was wearing a dark red lacy pantie and bra combination. They showcased her amazing breasts and small, tight hips. She must have bought these just for the shooting, because Ive never seen them before. I’m honestly kind of bothered how she showed Damien and the Cameraman before she showed me. But I guess I already know how beautiful she is.

Angelica drops the robe and jumps on the bed and lies down seductively. I try to join her, but I’m stopped.

“Um NotJared sweetie, we cant all fit on this bed, so I think you and Kayla will be off to the side.”

She points towards the dresser with the mirror, where Kayla just dropped a yoga mat. Well, I guess this is pretty ‘experimental’. I decide to go talk to Kayla to get her thoughts on all of this. I lose my train of thought as she begins to undress.

Ive always known this, but its more apparent now than ever: Kayla has the exact opposite body type as my wife. Angelica is small, 5’4” at tallest with small hips and shoulders. Kayla towers before me at about 5’10 or 5’11” with broad muscular shoulders and forearms and absurdly thick thighs. The kind you could only get by playing volleyball and soccer throughout high school and college. Angelica’s biggest trait is her breasts, which look tight in her C cup bra. But Kayla looks to be barely warranting the B cups she’s got on, not that I have a problem with that. She’s caught me ogling her down,

“Something bothering you?” She says alluding toward my cage, now engorged from checking her out. I need out of this cage

“Uhh yeah, actually. Did Angelica give you the key so we can do this?” I stammer

“Not gonna need it, for what we’re doing.” She casually declares.

I’m shocked, before I can get a word out, Angelica, who clearly heard the exchange, chimed in from our bed where Damien sat next to her.

“Oh I’ve got great news sweetie, you guys are gonna try something experimental called ‘pegging’ we looked through dozens of married couple sex tapes and not one had pegging! Were gonna be the first!”

I look over to Kayla who is putting on a strap on with a thin blue dildo of about 4-5” on it. She begins lubing it vociferously.

“Youre really in for a treat. I remember since college, men would offer to pay her for a pegging. You know some of them could even cum from it, thats why youll keep the cage on. You know some guys would pay good money for what youre getting for free!”

Im stunned. I look to Kayla who tries to reassure me.

“Don’t sweat it. I’m starting you off on my smallest one.”

“But wait, why me? why not Damien?”

The room went silent. I clearly asked a question that made everyone uncomfortable. Angelica tries to break the silence.

“Well you know, NotJared, its just that typically in these kinda of videos...” As Angelica trailed off Kayla cut in as she lit her high heels on

“Its because Damien’s dick is big, and yours isnt. No one wants to see your 3 and a half incher wasted on your hot wife. The moment I walked in here, I knew I couldnt let that thing out of its cage” My pride in shambles, I looked towards Angelica for a rebuttal,

“..Sorry sweetie, its for the good of the video” Ouch. “But I know youll make me proud!”

“Alright, you guys ready?” DeAndre the camerman cut in, eager to change the subject. Overwhelmed, I go along with it.

Kayla motions me to put both hands on the dresser. She was already about 2-3” taller than me, but the heels make the height difference drastic. She kicks my legs softly to have me bent, leaning on the dresser with my legs spread wide. I look into the mirror and I can see the red light on the camera recording. I can see Angelica’s breasts being fondled by Damien as she lays on her back with him over her. Hes already taken her bra and panties off.As i watch as he inserts his huge cock in her, I feel Kaylas strong hands on my shoulder. Im awed at how long Damien’s cock is, but I cant appreciate it for long because i feel something enter my ass. As she pulls in and out, I grunt a little, but its nothing compared to the loud cries Angelica is putting out.

“*Ohh* finally, Damien! Fuck yeah” I heard the defeaning sound of Damien pleasuring my wife.

“Okay now I wanna be on top” Angelica says, already exasperated. Damien pulls out, and lies down on our bed, all eight inches pointing sky wards. At the same time, Kayla pulls out. Pointing down toward the yoga mat. I follow her lead and lie down on my back. She adds more lube to her cock and lifts my legs up near my head. and entered me while crouched on her knees. From the floor, I can see how graceful Angelica looks from atop Damien’s cock and also how powerful Kayla looks pegging my anus.

“Alright now up against the headboard.” Angelica kept things moving

Hearing the ruffling from the bed, Kayla directed me to kneel on the ground with my arms and head leaning on the windowsill. Angelica assumed a similar position on our bed as Kayla set up behind my left one of her huge thighs to my left and the other behind her for leverage. This is where she dialed it up. Pegging with more force, my face mashed against the wall i could see as Damien leveraged his cock to push my wifes entire upper body into our headboard. At this point, I just went dumb. I think she literally fucked my brains out. I felt Kayla grow tired of thrusting, and I feel her pull out. I turn around to see her lubing up her large purple dildo. Was that the same one she was wearing earlier? Im too dumb to remember. She directs me back to stand up in front of the dresser, but this time with her arms constricting my whole torso. as she used her legs to pound my asshole once more. Now im not sure im thinking straight. But im pretty sure Damien and DeAndre the camera man spitroasting Angelica. I cant hear her, as shes got what looks like DeAndre’s cock in her mouth with Damien from behind. Kayla works her hands up to cover my eyes. I cant see for an indeterminate amount of time.But All i can feel is Kayla pegging me. Finally, Damien spoke his first words of the night.

“I’m about to cum”,

This news stopped everyone in their tracks. DeAndre, (now behind camera oncemore) Pulled closer on the opposite side of the bed. With Damien and Angelica in the foreground and me and Kayla in the background, she pulled out of me and turned me around to watch, with her left hand grasping my cage and her right hand stroking her cock.

“I’m ready” says my exhasperated wife.

As she lies on her back with legs spread, Damien begins cumming directly onto her pussy, working his way up to her breasts, turning around at her face, and bringing it back to her vagina, all in one long rope.

“Aand cut!” Said DeAndre.

For the first time all night, Kayla seemed excited as she congratulated Damien and jumped into his arms. Feeling worn out, i take my place on the bed next to my semen soaked wife. Kayla and Damien made a quick exit. Angelica grabbed hold of my cage and whispered in my ear,

“We did it. We got the Money Shot.”

Hardly the way I planned, but I’m more tired than anything. Before exiting the room, DeAndre says,

“Video will go online by Monday.”