[wolf86]

Sorry for taking so long to finish this, I got busy and forgot about typing it up lol!

My wife then leaves me blindfolded and restrained to the bed, shutting the door to our bedroom. I'm torn over my situation. Being stuck on the bed waiting for my wife to come in and have me please her is exciting, and so is the possibility some of her friends might see me naked. On the other hand, I'm stuck on the bed blindfolded for who knows how long, with my luck her and her friends will start drinking and having a good time and she will forget about coming back, and I will have to lay there for hours. And believe me, time passes very slowly when you can't move or see or hear much of anything. So I resign myself to my fate and try to relax.

After what feels like an hour later but was much shorter, I can hear muffled voices and laughter from the living room so I assume her friends have arrived. I try to make out what they are saying but I can't. Luckily my wife comes back in and gives me a kiss on the dick and asks how I'm doing. I say I'm ok but it felt like I had been back her for an hour. She laughs and says it has only been 15 minutes. I groan and tell her I will go crazy having to stay back her like this without any sense of time or anything to focus on. She then chuckles in a slightly mischievous manner and asks if it would help to have some music to listen to. I instantly agree thinking that will be much better. I hear her shuffling around her bedside table and then feel her poke something in my ears. Suddenly music blares directly in my ears. She pulls out an ear bud and asks me how the volume is. I tell her to turn it down a bit so she does until I tell her its good. She then puts it back in and I'm aware of her saying something but there is no way I can understand her. I say what and she pulls it back out and tells me nothing important, just checking something. She puts it back in and goes to leave the room. I get a slight sinking feeling when I realize I can't hear the door open or shut unless it is between songs or at a quiet part.

I lay there and listen to the music for probably ten or so songs before I feel pressure on the side of the bed. I have no way of knowing who it is until I feel the fabric of my wife's skirt brush over my stomach and chest. I feel a hand on my dick, slowly squeezing as she lowers her pussy onto my chest. She then says right by ear, "Get ready to lick slave." I nod and feel her slide up my chest until my head is between her thighs. She lowers down and I obediently stick my tongue out until I feel her warm and wet pussy. I lick her slit for a couple minutes and then she shifts a bit and I realize my tongue is now on her asshole. I keep licking and I can tell she is also rubbing her clit. Soon her thighs shake a little and press against my head. I keep tonguing her asshole furiously and am rewarded with hot wetness appearing on my nose. She then says by my ear again, "Good job, now lick me clean so I can go back to my party." She moves and I suck her juices off her pussy lips. She then gets up and leaves, trailing a hand down my body and over my cock. The current song is kind of quiet so I'm barely able to hear the door close.

Now I'm alone again and my dick is throbbing from the not quite enough attention it has gotten. I can still smell and taste her pussy on my face and it is certainly not helping matters. I sigh and try to relax and concentrate on the music to get my mind off my rapidly developing case of blue balls. Unfortunately half the songs are about sex in some way or another and do nothing to distract me. Several more songs later I'm pretty sure I heard the toilet flush or water run in our bathroom. I figure the wine must be taking its toll and sure enough, I feel pressure on the bed again. My dick has stayed partially hard this whole time and it gets harder at the realization someone is in the room again. This time I feel my wife's skirt d**** over my legs and stomach as suddenly a hand grabs and positions my swelling cock against something warm and wet. Her pussy slides down my shaft all the way and I can feel her stop and clench around my cock. I can tell she is rubbing her clit and cums again when she leans forward so she can talk by my ear again. She informs me, "I'm glad you are hard, slave, my pussy really needed a cock in it for me to cum properly. Remember, you are to lick anything that comes near your mouth and you may rub anything that touches your hands. And, if your cock is hard, it may be rewarded as well. Now, I'll go back to my guests." I nod again and she sits back up and climbs off, leaving me alone with my dick and balls feeling like they will burst.

Several more songs later I can feel someone at the edge of the bed again. Something soft and warm brushes my cheek and over my lips. After investigating with my mouth I realize it a breast and take the nipple into my mouth. I suck and lick on it and I can tell it is my wife's from the size and shape and the smell of her hair. Eventually she pulls it away and puts the other one against my lips, where I give a repeat performance of the other one. Finally she pulls away from my mouth and lets her tits and hair graze down my body to my hard again cock where she proceeds to lick and suck it for a minute before abruptly pulling away and leaving me high and dry again. Suddenly her voice sounds by my ear again. "Sorry slave, but you can't cum yet. It is very entertaining to have you like this, I might just have to take a picture to remember it by while I am away in the living room." I can tell she turns on the light and I assume she is taking a picture with her phone. Then the light goes off and she leaves the room. This last time she seems like the booze is starting to hit her and probably her friends too. It then occurs to me that the picture might end up getting shown before their little party is over, and who knows what that might cause. The excitement and dread make my heart beat a little faster as I lay there listening to the music and waiting for my next visit.