My daughter's stories of her sexual activities with her new husband on their wedding night were as wonderful as I had hoped they would be. Despite being unable to come himself due to the CB2000 chastity device locked on his genitals, he had used his fingers, lips and tongue to produce the sweetest orgasms she said she ever had. She had not been passive, having used almost every part of her sexy naked body to stimulate him in every way she could think of, limited only by the inaccessibility of his penis to direct contact. His increasing sexual excitement, unable to vent itself in the ejaculation he so desperately needed, instead drove him to devote even more energy and imagination to satisfying her. She said that she could not have asked for more in an attentive lover.
I avidly absorbed every detail, and suggested that we not wait until evening again before resuming my demonstrations in sexual dominance of the male. She quickly agreed, having become excited by her remembrances of last night's events. She led him into the bedroom, and we began in the same way as before. After he was completely naked, I handcuffed his hands to the headboard behind him, and unlocked and removed the CB2000. This time, however, it was my daughter who inserted a well-lubricated finger into his rectum. Following my instructions, she soon learned to withdraw it not quite completely before thrusting it deeply inside again. I also showed her how to gently massage his testicles with her other hand. We were quickly rewarded with a huge and throbbing erection. Her continuing efforts soon had drops of clear fluid forming at the tip. "Watch this," I said, and bent down to bring my face to within inches of his penis. Pursing my lips, I slowly and carefully approached until they barely touched the drop of fluid at the tip, and quickly sucked it into my mouth before it could fall to the bed below. "MMMMM" I purred, savoring the sweet liquid as I spread the precious drop around with my tongue. "I call this 'Male Nectar'. Unlike semen, it is sweet and delicious, one of the rewards a woman receives for properly stimulating a man. One must partake of it very carefully; if you lick it off, or squeeze the penis to get more, you could bring on an unwanted ejaculation." "How can we get more?" my daughter asked. "I am eager to try some." I replied: "Just keep up what you are doing. The only way you might get some even faster is to say sexy things to him."
I left briefly to get a small cup to catch any drops she could induce. When I returned, she was whispering in his ear and working both her hands diligently. As I placed the cup over the wet spot on the bed, the pitter-patter of droplets falling inside started immediately. I do not know if she was retelling to him details of their lovemaking from last night, or describing new sexual activities she planned for the future, but she was stimulating him to produce male nectar as rapidly as I had ever seen. It usually takes much more practice to reach this point, but it seemed that my daughter was a natural. "Can I have some yet?" she asked. "I think we will have enough to share soon," I answered, "but we should savor it carefully, as this much can only be obtained from a man when he has not come for quite some time, and the maximum amount of unreleased semen has been retained and brought to near the boiling point inside."
After a short while, I nodded and she withdrew her hands from him so that she might pick up the cup, which now contained about an eighth of an inch of the clear fluid. She drained the cup quickly, but her beginning smile of delight froze when she saw the look of disappointment on my face. I had hoped she would share some with me, and she now realized her mistake in taking all of it into her own mouth. Suddenly, her eyes went wide with inspiration. Replacing the cup in it's spot, she placed her hands at the back of my head and pressed her lips to mine in a soul-stirring kiss. Parting my lips with the tip of her tongue, she let the sweet nectar flow into my mouth. We both gave little moans of pleasure as we passed the delicious liquid back and forth with our tongues.
After a minute or so, it seemed that we both heard the return of a familiar pitter-patter sound at the same time. We both looked at her husband together, amazed to see his swollen penis again dripping into the cup. Although he was receiving no physical stimulation at all, the sight of my daughter and I sharing his pre-cum in a passionate kiss had provided enough excitement to restart the flow. She broke off the kiss to ask: "Are we going to let him come today?" I was ready with the answer: "I firmly believe that a submissive male should not even be considered for an orgasm until his woman has demonstrated her total mastery of him, and one of the best ways of doing that is exactly what I have planned next. But first, aren't you curious as to what would happen if we did everything at once?"
She clapped her hands in excitement, and said: "Let's both do him together this time." We moved into position, with my finger working his anus and her hand massaging his balls. We used our free arms to embrace each other, and she took a sip from the cup. Our lips met in another deep kiss as the nectar passed between us. We tried not to giggle as his moans of excitement and frustration reached new levels. Instead, my daughter and I continued to work him with our hands, enjoying the sweet fluid and the new intimacy we had found in our dominance of him. I was glad that we had started early today, as I thought of what was yet to come.
[ Story Continues in Part 3 ]
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