<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/69438665">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="49158942" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>Ten weeks. That’s two and a half months. That’s how long I was locked in chastity before Lucy released me. It was December 10th, 2017 when I came out for the first time since Locktober had begun.</p><p>By that point she’d been with Ben for a month and it had been going exceptionally well. They were seeing each other 3-4 times a week and having sex 2-3 times each visit. Even when Lucy and I first met we didn’t have sex that often. It was incredible.</p><p>For the first few weeks of her relationship with Ben I had a lot of difficulty controlling my insecurity. My wife was having great sex with someone else. Lucy was having better sex than she’d ever had with me and she wasn’t exactly shy about saying it. In fact, she seemed to take a certain amount of pleasure in letting me know how good the sex was.</p><p>It was right around the two week mark – at this point I’d been locked up for eight weeks – that Lucy seemed to recognize that I was getting swallowed by my insecurity.</p><p>“You’re having a little trouble, aren’t you?” she said one night. We were relaxing on the couch with an empty bottle of wine in front of us.</p><p>“Trouble with what?” I asked. I was fairly certain I knew, but I didn’t want to be the one to say it.</p><p>“With the fact that your wife is having great sex with another man while your cock is locked in chastity,” Lucy said. As usual, she cut right to the core. Unsurprisingly, I felt a little bit of arousal along with my insecurity.</p><p>“I guess you could say that, yeah,” I admitted.</p><p>“What is it?” Lucy asked as she reached out and took my hand in hers. Her skin felt impossibly soft and warm.</p><p>“Well, it’s just that I end up feeling really insecure all the time. I get anxious too, and in a way that I don’t really like,” I explained.</p><p>Lucy snuggled up next to me. Her sweater felt so soft. “Why?” she asked.</p><p>“Because you’re having the best sex of your life and you’re doing it with someone else. Because my cock is locked up in this little device and I couldn’t try and fuck you even if I wanted to. Because I’m worried that you’re going to leave me for Ben.”</p><p>It was the last part that was what truly made me anxious and insecure. The first two parts were usually arousing. Being locked up wouldn’t be any good to me if I was single, though.</p><p>“Oh, sweetie,” Lucy said as she straddled me and pulled my head against her chest. It was a warm, comforting hug and of course I found a little bit of pleasure in having my beautiful wife on top of me.</p><p>Lucy held my head in her hands and pressed her lips against mine for a soft, slow kiss.</p><p>“First off, I’m not going to leave you. It’s not going to happen. I love you more now than I ever have. I really do,” she said.</p><p>“Really?” I asked.</p><p>She kissed me again and said, “Absolutely.”</p><p>I felt a little better. We clearly hadn’t engaged in enough of that kind of thing. I clearly needed to hear it more from her.</p><p>“You also need to know that you’re a part of making the sex with Ben the best I’ve ever had. I know it might not make sense and I can’t really explain it, but fucking him is hotter because I know you’re locked up. I think about you while Ben is inside me. I think about the fact that his cock gets to fill my pussy while my husband is denied that pleasure. I think about the fact that Ben gets to cum while he’s inside me and you’re not even allowed to get hard. I think about all of that and it makes my orgasms so much hotter.”</p><p>It wasn’t news to me that Lucy found pleasure in keeping me locked in chastity. That was the reason why I’d spent the entirety of Locktober in my Holy Trainer and why another month had gone by without a release.</p><p>It was news to me that Lucy thought about it while she was having sex with Ben and it was definitely news to me that it fueled her mind-blowing orgasms with him.</p><p>Before I could say anything, Lucy continued. “In fact, I’m getting turned on right now just thinking about it. My pussy is wet thinking about Ben fucking me while you’re locked up.” </p><p>She leaned closer and kissed me. This time her tongue slipped into my mouth and she moaned. Lucy was definitely aroused.</p><p>“Does that make you feel any better?” she asked.</p><p>“Absolutely,” I answered. “It makes me feel a lot better, in fact.” It really did.</p><p>Lucy pushed a hand into her pants and soon after it emerged with two fingers soaked in her juices. She sucked her fingers clean, depriving me of the very thing I wanted to do. We shared another kiss moments later.</p><p>“I want you to watch,” Lucy said.</p><p>“Watch what?” I asked.</p><p>“I want you to watch Ben fuck me. I want you to watch his big cock slide into my pussy. I want you to watch him make me cum,” Lucy explained as she pushed her hand back into her pants and began to masturbate.</p><p>“I want to watch,” I said. “I definitely want to watch. I want to see all of that.”</p><p>Lucy closed her eyes and climaxed. She had an orgasm at the idea of me watching. It was so hot. Unsurprisingly, I was not permitted to orgasm.</p><p><br></p><p>Two weeks later (that’s teen weeks locked), Lucy’s desire became reality.</p><p>She’d arranged everything with Ben. He was on board with me watching, but that was it. That was fine with me too, to be honest. Participating struck me as weird. I was happy to sit in a chair and admire the beauty of their lust for each other.</p><p>It happened in our bedroom. There’s a chair in the room that usually resides in a corner and that we occasionally use for reading. I moved that chair so I would have a view of the action from the foot of the bed. I was pretty far back – it felt weird to be too close to them – but I was confident I’d be able to see everything I needed.</p><p>I was to be clothed – Ben said he’d find it strange if I was naked – and I was to sit in the chair and watch. I wasn’t to say anything and I was to do my best to keep any sounds to a minimum. It was supposed to feel like I wasn’t even in the room.</p><p>It was evening when Ben arrived. The bedroom lights were dimmed to minimize my presence in the room. I was in the chair.</p><p>Lucy answered the door and ten minutes passed before they came into the bedroom. There’s no question they did a little fooling around in the living room because Lucy was down to her underwear by the time she entered our bedroom with Ben right behind her. He was down to a t-shirt and jeans and there was a very obvious bulge between his legs.</p><p>Lucy stole a quick glance at me and smiled before turning back to Ben and pulling him into a deeply sensual kiss. All it took was a moment of lust between my wife and the man she’d been fucking for my cock to rebel against its plastic prison. The feeling of yearning between my legs was intense and there was more than a little discomfort.</p><p>I don’t know if Lucy did it for my benefit or if it was their usual routine, but after Ben stripped out of his jeans my wife dropped to her knees and wrapped her lips around his big cock. I watched her give a blowjob. I watched her passionately suck someone else’s cock and it was incredible.</p><p>I swear, it was like something out of an exceptionally erotic porn. She was making love to his dick with her mouth. She played with his balls and stroked him at the same time. Ben looked like he was in Heaven, because he was. Of course he was. Lucy was doing everything she could to make him feel good.</p><p>He’s the one that ended the blowjob. He pulled Lucy to her feet and they kissed again. He picked her up and put her in our bed. He pulled off his shirt and got into bed with her. It was a surprisingly powerful moment. There was another man in my bed with my wife. It was so fucking hot.</p><p>Ben pulled off Lucy’s panties and tossed them back. I like to think he did it on purpose, because they landed a few feet in front of me. I reached out and picked them up. I ran my fingers over the gusset and found her wetness. I found the proof of my wife’s desire for another man.</p><p>Lucy moaned as Ben ate her pussy. That was the moment where I felt the most anxiety. He was doing my thing. I ate her pussy. I made her cum with my tongue. He was doing it though, and he was doing it exceptionally well. He was doing it as foreplay, but based on the way Lucy moaned he was really good at it.</p><p>Lucy brought the oral play to an end. “I need you to fuck me,” she said while reaching over to the nightstand to grab a condom.</p><p>Ben crawled forward and Lucy reached out to wrap his cock in latex. I was struck by how intimate it seemed and again felt a mixture of jealousy and lust.</p><p>Lucy was on her back moments later and Ben took his place between her legs. I saw the head of his cock rubbing around her pussy lips. I saw him slip inside her. I heard my wife moan as someone else penetrated her pussy.</p><p>Lucy had recounted her sexual adventures with Ben many times, but it was so much better seeing it in person. It was astonishing to watch her pussy open for him. It was unbelievably hot to see her take every inch of his admittedly big cock (much bigger than mine, if I’m being honest).</p><p>For me, all the lusty sounds made a big difference. It was incredible to hear my wife moan in time with Ben’s thrusts into her pussy. I loved the way he groaned for her. I loved hearing them kiss as they fucked. I loved that I could see right between her legs and admire the beauty of another man penetrating my wife’s pussy.</p><p>Lucy had her first orgasm in missionary. They kissed afterwards as Ben’s cock remained inside her. When he pulled out they rolled onto their sides and shared soft, sensual kisses while caressing each other. It was so romantic I was hit by a huge wave of anxiety. I knew Lucy wasn’t going to leave me for him, but it still triggered the part of me that worried about such things.</p><p>After a few minutes of kissing and whispered pillow talk (that I couldn’t hear, which I kind of liked), Lucy rolled Ben onto his back and straddled him. She took his cock into her pussy and began to grind back and forth.</p><p>I liked the view of her on top a whole lot better. I liked seeing how her pussy lips stretched out around him. I liked seeing how deep he went inside her when she began to ride him. There was some anxiety associated with it, but I also liked seeing that Ben was a lot bigger than I am and that he was clearly providing Lucy with something she couldn’t get from me even when I wasn’t locked up.</p><p>As Lucy got closer to cumming she leaned down and kissed Ben while riding him harder and faster. I was mesmerized by the sight of her pussy opening up around him at such a pace. I was mesmerized by the way her ass jiggled and the sounds she made.</p><p>They came together with Lucy on top. I saw his cock and balls pulse as he filled the condom with his cum. I saw him getting to cum while inside me wife, a pleasure I’d been denied for ten weeks. I saw my wife have her second orgasm of the night with someone else’s dick inside her. I saw it all while my cock dripped precum out of the Holy Trainer.</p><p>Lucy spent at least one night a week with Ben, but that wasn’t one of those nights. He was gone soon after he came.</p><p>I was still in the chair when Lucy returned to the bedroom. She was naked and perfect. She walked towards me with a giddy smile on her face. She straddled me and gently ground her hips into my lap.</p><p>“Did you enjoy the show?” she asked.</p><p>I reached up and caressed the perky flesh of her breasts. Her nipples were still rock hard.</p><p>“It was so much better than I imagined,” I answered. “You looked so good with his cock inside you.”</p><p>Lucy leaned forward and kissed me as her fingers moved through my hair. I played with her nipples and she moaned into my mouth. I’d never wanted her more than I did in that moment.</p><p>“Would you like to come out of your little prison?” she asked.</p><p>“Yes. Fuck yes,” I answered.</p><p>Lucy stood up and offered her hand. She led me towards the bed and undressed me before pushing me onto my back. She produced the key and then straddled me once again.</p><p>“How long has it been since you were out of chastity?” she asked.</p><p>“Ten weeks,” I answered immediately.</p><p>I loved her smile in that moment. It seemed to me that she was genuinely thrilled that I’d agreed to be locked in a cock prison for so long.</p><p>Lucy slipped the key into the locked and turned it. The chastity device loosened. She pulled out the key and smiled. She gently freed me from the Holy Trainer and I resisted the urge to reach between my legs and stroke my cock until I came.</p><p>Lucy wrapped her fingers around my flaccid cock and stroked me as precum poured from the tip. I was hard almost instantly.</p><p>“Did you enjoy watching Ben’s big cock stretch my pussy?” Lucy asked.</p><p>I nodded and groaned. Her fingers felt indescribably good as Lucy played with my cock. It was a kind of pleasure I’d never experienced before. Ten weeks without an erection will do that to a guy.</p><p>“He made me cum so hard,” Lucy said. “He always makes me cum so hard.”</p><p>She leaned down while stroking my cock. I played with her breasts again. Lucy kissed me. Our tongues mingled. She’d only been stroking me for thirty seconds and I was so close to an orgasm.</p><p>Lucy’s lips were inches from mine as she smiled, slid forward, and took me into her pussy. She sank down and a feeling of pure bliss spread from my loins.</p><p>“Did you miss my pussy?” she asked.</p><p>I nodded before kissing her. Lucy kissed me back with equal fervor.</p><p>“Enjoy it,” Lucy said. “Because I’m locking you up again after this and it’s going to be months before I let you out.”</p><p>She rode me harder as I thought about going back in the cage. I felt my orgasm building. I wanted the sex to last forever but it wasn’t possible. I was going to cum.</p><p>“You’re mine,” she said. “I own your cock and it doesn’t deserve my pussy. Ben’s cock does.”</p><p>I exploded inside her. It felt too good and she managed to hit a sweet spot for me when she compared my cock to Ben’s. I couldn’t last any longer. I cried out in pleasure, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the best orgasm of my life.</p><p>Lucy leaned down and kissed me. “I hope you enjoyed that. It’s going to be a long time before you’re inside me again.”</p><p>“I did,” I said.</p><p>Lucy let my cock slip from her pussy and my cum dripped out of her and onto my stomach. She smiled as it pooled on my skin.</p><p>“I’ll be right back,” she said.</p><p>Lucy left the bed and disappeared into the bathroom for a moment. She returned with a damp washcloth and cleaned my cock. She wiped the cum from my stomach, tossed the washcloth aside, and put my now-soft dick back in its cage. I was free for a total of five minutes before she locked me back up.</p><p>“There you go,” she said. “That’s where your cock belongs, don’t you think?”</p><p>I nodded. It was hard to argue with her. Life was better in the cage, even if I didn’t get to cum nearly as often as I would have liked.</p><p>“Good,” Lucy said.</p><p>I’ve been locked in chastity almost constantly since that night. Lucy continues to cuckold me, though she’s long since moved on from Ben. She likes the freshness of finding someone new and exploring the ways he can show her new and beautiful kinds of pleasure.</p><p>I like that putting me in chastity has revitalized our sex life and our marriage. I spend every day wondering how I can make her life better. I’m always eager to make Lucy feel good and I love that. She does too.</p><p>I know chastity doesn’t work for everyone, but it worked wonders on our marriage and I’m deeply thankful that Lucy was willing to try out Locktober with me back in 2017. I’ve never been happier.</p><p>The End. </p>