The Diagnosis
Part 12
My husband looked up at me and paused the porn, without shame.
âYouâre supposed to be sleeping, young ladyâ, he said, disapprovingly.
âI⊠ummâŠâ I felt like I should be outraged to find him doing this while I was upstairs, but he seemed so unbothered I didnât know what to say.
âI couldnât sleepâ, I answered, deflated. I instinctively glanced down at my belt and shifted my feet, remembering the reason Iâd been so restless upstairs in the bedroom.
He chuckled when he realised what the problem was: âaww is someone feeling a bit needy?â
âWell⊠seeing as youâre in the mood⊠couldnât weâŠ?â I suggested, suddenly shy.
âOh sweetheart, you heard the doctor, youâre staying in the belt until next weekâs appointment at the earliest. We need you to learn to leave that little thing alone. Daddy canât just go unlocking you whenever Iâm turned on, that wonât teach you anything.â
âBut⊠donât you want to⊠you know? Iâll be really careful and make sure I donât cumâ, I tried again.
âOf course I want to baby, but I can do that in other ways. Safer ways. Here, why donât you come and help?â, he patted the seat next to him.
I went to sit down, disappointed but still needy.
He unzipped his jeans and pulled his hard cock free of his boxers. He reached for my hand and guided it over to grip his length.
âThatâs it, just stroke up and down for Daddy.â
He pressed play and the womanâs loud moaning started again. I was mesmerised as I stroked. She was so confident and unashamed of her body and her sexual pleasure.
I felt my wetness leaking out from the metal plate over my cunt, and my desperation grew.
I glanced back at my husband, his eyes fixed on the beautiful woman being fucked on screen, sipping his beer and letting me do the work for his pleasure.
Strangely, I didnât feel annoyed. I was so excited by his hard cock in my hand and the service I was providing, I just gripped harder and stroked faster.
âThatâs my good girlâ, he encouraged, but kept his eyes on the porn.
I turned back to the screen, wanting to see what was getting him so hard. The woman was strumming a hand across her clit as the manâs huge shaft pumped in and out of her pussy. Her moans were getting more and more intense and her eyes were closed in ecstasy.
I felt a wave of jealously as my own untouched pussy leaked through my belt and left a sticky mess between my thighs.
Suddenly the woman let out an incredible scream of pleasure and liquid started squirting out of her cunt, splashing the screen and the man who continued to fuck her.
I was confused - why was my husband ok with this woman having an orgasm? Wasnât it bad for her?
I turned to challenge him, but at the same time I opened my mouth to speak I felt his hand on the back of my head and I was pushed down, his cock impaling my open mouth and hot ropes of cum shooting straight down my throat.
Oh fuck




















