How It All Began

We are a relatively new couple here. We also wanted to share how male chastity has become one of the foundations of our intimate life.

Muriel and I have been married for seven years now. I am 34, and Muriel is 30. Not long before we tied the knot, Muriel went on a week-long family trip. We called each other daily to catch up. Each time she teased me into not touching myself until she returned home. I took an oath and kept my word, finding that it excited us both immensely.

After this brief separation, Muriel arrived late in the evening, leading to a very romantic night. I had prepared a simple dinner. We didn’t stop hugging and kissing one another. When we headed to bed, Muriel said she really wanted sex but was exhausted from her travels. She asked if I could hold off until the next day. After seven days of waiting, I felt quite needy, yet I still liked keeping that tension alive a bit longer. I agreed, and we went to sleep naked, pressed against each other with my hard cock resting on her stomach for some time.

The following morning, we made love passionately. As I was about to enter her, she whispered something in my ear. She usually likes to talk when she is close to climaxing. Actually, she proposed a little sexual game: she suggested that I wait until our third wedding night—three weeks from then—to penetrate her again, treating us like newlyweds who are still technically virgins. We laughed and agreed to play along, adding the condition that we would no longer have intercourse or share a bed up until that day. It felt very kinky, and I ejaculated a heavy load while masturbating against her bushy pubic hair.

We continued this routine for several days, and once again I promised not to touch myself in my room alone. The wedding preparations kept our minds busy, which helped distract me from sexual thoughts.

Then the big day arrived… It had been three weeks since I last ejaculated and a month since I penetrated my new wife’s body. We found it quite amazing and thrilling. For the occasion, Muriel completely shaved her pubic area, underarms, and legs. She usually keeps these areas hairy because she knows I prefer that natural look. Smiling, I told her I thought she was less attractive without her hair; she seemed too conventional like that. She smiled back, kissed me, and said: “Well darling, we will make love once everything has grown back.” I assumed she was joking, but we were actually quite drunk and tired to continue further that night…