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If any of my friends from high school were to read this post they’d be shaking their heads in total agreement. When I was younger I always joked about how I was a gay guy in a chicks body. To be honest, I wasn’t joking, it’s how I felt then and how I’m finally feeling again. I’m finding this part of me again as cagedmonkey and I explore our desires. In recent years, I’ve spent a long time suppressing the “gay guy” and being the woman in me, the mom, the wife, the proper lady everyone told me I was supposed to be. I might say, for a bit there, I kinda became a prude. A married woman with kids certainly couldn’t be aggressive, kinky, into bdsm and have a filthy trucker mouth when it came to sex, right? Wrong! I am who I am and I need to be who I am. I’m much happier and hornier.

Don’t think for a second I meant for this post to get all mushy, I certainly didn’t but I had to get that out. I hope it makes the next part sexy and much more meaningful. Those of you following on Twitter know I’ve had some very aggressively dominant days the past few days. I’ve unlocked and pretty much attacked hubby sexually and last night was no different. I’ve been very focused on his nipples, pinching, pulling, twisting and biting them. Not to mention the rest of his sexy body, I love touching him, feeling his skin under my fingertips, smelling him, tasting him.

Last night, after the kids went to bed, cagedmonkey walked back into the living room. I was sitting on the couch with my legs spread enough to give him room. I motioned to him to come over and kneel between my legs. While he knelt there in front of me I unbuttoned his shorts, slid down his boxers to expose my beautiful little man encased in that sexy steel cage. I loosened the screw and removed the cage while hubby knelt, hands clasped behind his back like the good boy he is. Once I removed his cage, his cock was responding within seconds. I slid my hands up under his shirt to trace my fingers over his lock tattoo, up over his stomach and to his nipples. I lifted his shirt off exposing the rest of his body to me. Preparing it for my touch, to be my plaything, my toy to use and use well, however I wanted. I sat back to look at my property while I slowly removed my shirt. As I did I could see hubby eyes widen seeing my big beasts right in front of him. I bet his mouth was watering.

I reached down, wrapped my hand around and stroked his cock, looking him deep in the eyes, until he was fully erect and rock hard. I pushed his chin back to expose his neck, I kissed, licked and sucked on his neck while continuing to stroke him. He moaned, oh God did he moan. Fuck it sounds so good when he does, it makes my chest flutter and I practically lose my breath. The more he moaned the more turned on I got, the more turned on I got the faster I stroked and the rougher and deeper I kissed him. I pushed him back so he was sitting on his feet, I slid off the front of the couch to straddle his lap. I could feel the extreme wetness between my legs as I was making him do exactly what I wanted. Still stroking his cock I scooped up my beasts one at a time with my other hand. I took one finger from the same hand, put it under his chin to pull him in and said “suck those titties like my good boy.”

I started to forcefully kiss him again, deep and hard, pinching his nipples, so hard in fact that I pushed him back onto the carpet. I ended up between his bent legs and my beasts resting on either side of his cock. Just then I reached up to pinch his nipples again, as I did it squished my large breasts around his cock and I moved myself up and down slightly along his body to tittie fuck him while playing with his nipples. Fuck the moans got louder, the whimpers started too. Oh it was fueling my aggressive fire.

Being there between his legs like that, in the way a guy is normally with a woman, I felt this urge. I felt like I wanted to be above him, taking him, hard. I know I love to feel like I do in that position. I love to feel that “in charge” feeling a guy must have in that position. Don’t get me wrong, I love my big tits and getting my pussy serviced so I don’t want to be a guy, I just want and need that big powerful feeling. I got so turned on, his big hard cock laying there in front of me, I just grabbed him and sucked his cock hard into my mouth. Kneeling between his legs as he lay there on on his back with his hands under him, unable to move, I felt so powerful. I felt like I could have him and do anything I wanted to him. I practically went crazy sucking his cock so hard and fast, licking his entire shaft, his balls, sliding up licking his stomach, neck and face. Having almost no regard for him just using his body how I wanted, how I needed to.

At one point, as I was sucking his cock between his legs and they were getting in my way… I grabbed his kneess and pushed his legs up over my shoulders, his calves laying down my back. I grabbed around the outside of his thighs and put my hands on the front of his hips and just pulled him to me. My big tits still alongside his cock I tucked my chin and took his entire length in my mouth. I pulled his hips toward me and sucked his cock deep, hard and fast. I could take him so far in my throat so easily in that position and I have no idea why. There he was unable to do much of anything but accept the aggressive rough sexual acts he was experiencing. I loved that I was in total control of his body in that position. Fuck, it was so damn hot and I was turning myself on so much during it that I almost forgot to deny him. Oh my god the noises coming out of my man were ridiculously sexy. His moans and whimpers and squeals just increase my desire to have him and take him.

The part that got me was that I realized I needed to stop because he was begging me to be careful in his moans. I was so into sucking his cock in that position I had to stop abruptly so I didn’t push him over the edge. I just stopped, stood up between his legs, said “fuck, that was awesome,” wiped my hand across my mouth and reached out my hand to help him up. That was it, it just ended like that, I truly felt like I had just used him for my pleasure and was done, thank you very much, have a nice day! 🙂

I think it’s so damn hot that My Lady can squirt. It is such an extreme, visual expression of ML’s reaction to my touch. Also, her orgasms that follow it are usually very strong, and she gets very vocal when she cums. The smell of her juices is amazing and turns me on like nothing else.

During the past week, My Lady has had a strong craving to have my cock as often as she can. This works well for me, because after having my cock locked up for almost 3 weeks, I am definitely in the mood to give it to her in as many was as possible. One thing that surprises me is that I am able to actually perform for a decent amount of time before I get close to cumming. It’s not a crazy long amount of time, but I manage to please My Lady while denying myself at the same time (brag). I’ve gotten better at recognizing the feelings that come with the approach of my orgasm, and I’m learning to manage those sensations to keep myself from going too far. However, sometimes I still need to perform “emergency exit procedures” (a.k.a. pulling my cock out of her pussy as fast as possible).

The most frustrating thing about the deliberate pace I must use is that I always sometimes want to pound her pussy hard and fast. In my state, I can’t do that for more than a few seconds before I’m in big trouble. So I take what I can get and fuck ML as hard as I can for 2-3 seconds at a time. Can ya blame me? 🙂

The other night, ML unlocked me and both of us were pretty needy for some hot sex. I startes off by licking her pussy as she lounged on the couch, legs spread wide open so my tongue could reach her warm wetness. I took my time, kissing and licking her pussy lips all over as well as pushing my tongue inside her. She moaned as she petted the back of my head, complimenting my tongue techniques as she enjoyed the feelings. A few moments later, she instructed me to use my fingers on her. I slid two fingers inside her, fucking her pussy with them as I sucked her cilt softly into my mouth and swirled my tongue over and around the sensitve flesh. It wasn’t long before I felt her pussy squeeze my fingers as her orgasm hit her.

My fingers were only an appetizer for her, apparently. ML pulled me up to her, nearly sliding my cock into her slippery wet pussy in the process. After just a bit of aiming, my cock was inside her pussy. God, it felt soooooooo fucking good. It always does! I couldn’t hold back and I wanted to fuck her hard so I started my off-and-on pounding; ML gasped in surprised pleasure, only to let out a disappointed groan when I had to stop.

“More,” she told me. “Fuck me hard more, pound my pussy!”

Since I am not one to disobey, I started fucking her hard again. Then I quickly realized a prolem – I didn’t give myself enough “down time” between hard thrusts. That, combined with the hot sexy noises that ML was making, started getting me excited very fast. I was very close to cumming a lot quicker than I expected At just about the last moment, I pulled my cock out of ML’s pussy and practically jumped off the couch…

… just in time to get a good view of My Lady’s pussy gushing onto our brand new couch! (It was going to happen eventually, hehe)

There was a pretty good amount of squirt, and neither ML nor I were trying to make it happen. We both had the exactl same reaction: “We gotta try that again!”

After flipping the cushion, grabbing a towel, and moving to the floor – we are trying to put off soaking all of our furniture with our sex juices for as long as possible – we were at it once again. I fucked her pussy nice and deep for a few thrusts then quickly pulled out again, and ML drenched the towel with her squirting pussy!

I helped ML to her feet, and I immediately had another idea… I turned ML around and slid my cock into her pussy from behind in a standing semi-doggy position. A couple of quick hard thrusts had ML squealing in pleasure, until I abruptly pulled out once again; my cock was followed by a river of pussy juice running down her legs. God damn, I love making her squirt. I did it another two times, each time more pussy juice was just pouring out of her. Of course, i was a good sub and I cleaned up the mess I made, licking the juices off of her legs from heel to pussy, covering my face with her musky scent.

ML and I talked afterwards, and I confessed to her that I find it really sexy that she can squirt and that I’d like to see her do it more often. Some of my bondage/domination fantasies would be absolutely fucking killer hot if she were to squirt all over my body with her pussy while she cums over and over. She seemed to like that idea, as well.

As ML was riding my cock the other day, I couldn’t help but think: GOD, I WANNA CUM SO BAD.

No, that wasn’t it. Well, it was, but that wasn’t all of it. There’s a point to this post, other than the fact that I’m desperate for an orgasm.

ML was riding me in this special way, where we both say she does it “like a guy.” My legs end up spread and her legs are together between mine, and she grinds herself down on my cock. It’s one of her favorite ways to ride me, and she’s done it that way ever since the first time we were together.

As she rubbed her pussy up and down my throbbing cock, I started to think back on our relationship.

ML and I were always horny as fuck for each other from the very start. There was this one time where I spent literally all day eating her pussy in order to see how many orgasms I could give her in a day (the answer, by the way, was 37). That was part of an entire weekend we spent in a room together, pretty much fucking in some sense for every moment possible, making the whole room smell like sex in the process.

We were no strangers to kink. We dabbled in some bondage as well as some tease and denial. And through it all, ML was always the dominant one. It was natural, it was fun, and it was good. We had damn good fucking sex.

Now, our sex life has evolved into where we are today. Chastity wasn’t just a natural extension of our kinkiness, it was almost inevitable. ML was always the aggressive one, she was the one in control. I was always submissive, the one willing to serve. Chastity just makes our roles that much more defined. Orgasm denial makes our experience that much more intense.

I have, quite literally, been trying to write this post for three days. It’s been sitting in my drafts just waiting for me. On Friday, I sent this quick email to a couple friends:
” You’ll have to read the blog to hear the steamy adventures but… CM is a slave to my sexual needs today, I can’t get enough of his cock… I just fucked him good and hard, then I laid back and fucked my own ass with his cock and later I’m going to suck that big thick cock of his, fuck him some more and then lock him back up tight in his steel armor!”

So there’s my post, I’m done. 🙂

Haha, Yeah right! So you all know I was trying so hard to keep my cagedmonkey locked up tight until we renew our vows in January. Well, for some reason, I just cannot get myself past 3 weeks of not having him. It literally makes me nuts and no amount of fucking by “Adam” satisfies me like my hubby.

Cagedmonkey got home from work Friday morning and I was in some really bad shape. I tucked him into bed and snuggle up with him. We were doing some kissing and touching and groping and enjoying feeling every part of each others bodies. It was very similar to any other morning when I tuck him in. We kissed, we touched, he licked my tummy all the way down to my sweet mound. He licked my warm wet pussy to an orgasm and we cuddled a little bit more. As I was laying there in his arms, I felt this incredible ache between my legs. It was actually painful and the only way I can describe it was like a toothache in the lips of my pussy just aching to feel his massive hard cock sliding deep into my pussy.

My voice was shaky trying to explain this to him. He was such a good boy too, knowing not to push me too much in that vulnerable state. I was practically crying because I wanted and needed him so badly. I really was torturing myself, not only him, during all of this. I just couldn’t take it anymore. I HAD to have him, to use him, to feel him inside me. I got that screw undone and popped the tube off of his cock as fast as I could. The ring was not coming off! That’s ok though, the ring just acts like a cockring and makes him bigger and harder. God, I’m getting so horny right now thinking about this again! Ugh!

I immediately climbed up on his massive erection and slid down onto him with my extremely wet pussy. I rode his cock fast and as hard as I could, fucking my aching pussy until it squeezed forcefully around his erection, contracting over and over as I came so hard, quietly screaming through my orgasm. Oh it was such an amazing moment but I was no where near done. It only fueled the fire burning in me. I wanted more! I rolled myself off of him, on to my back and pulled him on top of me and he fucked me good missionary, thrusting into me hard. He was sliding in and out of me at the perfect rhythm, my pussy griping his cock and bringing me to another fantastic orgasm. I really do love how it feels to cum on his cock and how my pussy squeezes around his hardness.

We laid there for a moment just taking in the feelings of the moment. Being together in my after-orgasm glow, until my inner horny raged again. I rolled him to his side on an angle to me to form my favorite T position. I reach along side the bed and grabbed my wand. I told him I wanted a “big one,” which is what I call the orgasm that happens when I use the wand. I reached down and got his cock situated inside me, at this point he’s barely able to move because he’s so sensitive from me taking him over and over without allowing him to cum. So he explains he’ll “do his best ma’am.” I’m laying there moving my body, just using him to fuck myself as I have my wand on my clit. I was so wet and and I could feel my juices dripping down my crack tickling my tight asshole. It made me want to be filled up as the juices ran down. I really was just so horny to have him in every way that I pulled him out of me, reached down and pushed him down until his cock was gently pressing at my horny hole. I tilted myself toward him and slid his entire thickness into my ass, stretching me, filling me up. Fuck it was fantastic finally feeling him after waiting so long. I told him, as well as I could half out of breath how I wanted to be filled up more. He reached his hand down between my legs and slid two fingers into my wetness. As I rocked myself, sliding him in and out, with the wand on my clit, he fingered me faster and harder while I pushed myself into the orgasmic stratosphere.

My day was not complete, though, until I had him multiple times that day. Randomly throughout the day I would go into the bedroom, lock the door, tell him “hard cock,” as I’d drop my pants. I’d climb up on him and ride his cock three more times that day, enjoying my orgasms as I denied his. After dinner I made him shower and shave. I gave him a blow job and fucked him again as he sat on the couch, before he left for work, caged and denied.

It’s been a very tough (and incredible horny) week for both My Lady and me. We have seen in the past just how bad the both of us can get when we are in this situation. It’s just as bad this time around, with one important difference – ML is much stronger in her convictions than she has been before. Translation: no matter how hard I try to convince her, and no matter how badly she wants my big thick cock deep inside her horny pussy… she won’t unlock me.

Now, denying me until I’ve completely lost my mind with sexual desire is exactly what this is all about. Denying My Lady of the sexual gratification she wants and deserves is just an unwelcome byproduct of having my cock locked in steel. Sometimes, ML’s pussy needs a good thorough fucking.

That’s what we have Adam and the Rodeoh for. 🙂

Last night before we went to sleep, I donned the Rodeoh with Adam in the harness, and gave My Lady the fucking that she has been craving. As wet as she gets, it was a slight challenge to get the thick fake cock into her pussy; she was tight as hell! I could feel her pussy walls grabbing at the shaft, tugging against the Rodeoh undies as I tried to thrust in and out. My Lady was fully enjoying her first fuck in almost two weeks; she was moaning, grinding her hips against mine, and running her hands up and down my back.

After ML had a quick first orgasm (she calls those her “cute cums”), she rolled over and got up on all fours. “Fuck me from behind, baby,” she moaned. How could I resist that? ML really enjoys doggy style sex lately, with the only problem being that I can’t last very long after being denied orgasm for over two months… her fucking sexy ass is just WAAAAAY too much for me to handle. But that wasn’t a problem with Adam in the mix.

I grabbed hold of ML’s hips as slid deep into ML’s pussy from behind. She grunted and moaned as I pushed in as far as I could, bottoming out and filling her tight pussy up completely. I felt her body begin to shake as she reached her orgasm. She collapsed against the mattress as she started to cum, and I continued to pound her pussy right through her orgasm. She was moaning loudly into the pillow as I pulled her hips back up and kept ramming the fake cock into her pussy.

As her orgasm was finishing, I looked down and was struck by what I saw: her tight pussy lips wrapped around the fake cock, her asshole quivering as the last waves of orgasm flowed through her body. Oh my fucking God, it was so sexy. And just like that, a feeling came over me. I knew what I had to do.

I pulled out of her pussy and quickly stepped out of the Rodeoh harness. Taking Adam in my hand, I slid it back inside ML’s pussy. Just when ML got settled, thinking this was my main objective, I leaned down and spread her ass cheeks apart with my free hand.

She screamed into the pillow when I shoved my tongue into her asshole.

My Lady continued to scream a montage of “FUCK YES”s and “OH GODDDDD”s as I continued to fuck both of her holes, neither of them with what I truly wanted to use. The whole time, my jealous cock was throbbing and twitching in its cage, Almost crying out in frustration and anguish. But its cries went unheeded, as my focus was on pleasing My Lady.

And pleased she was. After a couple of strong, forceful cums, her body fell limp into the mattress. I could tell she was completely satisfied; she could barely lift her head from their pillow, but I could easily see the huge smile on her face. Doing my good boy duties, I helped tuck her still-trembling body in under the warm blankets, cuddling up to her naked body as we both drifted off to sleep.

Another day of total sexual fulfillment for My Lady, another day of denial for me and constant chastity for me. Does it get any better than this?

The word comes with such a negative connotation attached – objectification. You know what they say: Sexual attraction is superficial, it’s what’s on the inside that counts. Love is emotional, it doesn’t require physical chemistry.

With all due respect to whoever agrees with this… are you fucking crazy?

Before we even began living our current chastity lifestyle, My Lady and I made a decision to take steps to improve our marriage. One of those steps included acknowledging that it’s okay for us to be hot and horny for each other. We both agreed that physical intimacy is pretty much a requirement in a healthy marriage, not just a fringe benefit. As part of this acknowledgement, we realized that it’s okay for each of us to see the other as what most people wold consider calling “sex objects.” I’ll explain.

I love my wife with all my heart. She is a wonderful, beautiful person who just gets me on an unspoken emotional and spiritual level. Having her in my life has allowed me to grow in ways I never thought I could. She is the best mother I could ever hope my children would have, and she does the most amazing things for my family.

With all of that said… she has a great set of tits and a sexy fucking ass that makes me drool. 🙂

But here’s my point – the fact that I check out her ass every time she leaves the room, or fantasize about fucking her huge titties whenever I see her cleavage, doesn’t take away from the fact that I love her soul. It only enhances it. It’s not like I have a certain amount of “love points” that I have to distribute between caring for my wife as a person and wanting to pound her pussy until she can’t walk straight. It’s another dimension of my love for her.

The reason I bring this up is that I had to remind ML about this the other day. We’ve been going through an awesome emotional connection time lately, where everything just feels perfect. We can feel the energy between us even when we are just sitting in the same room together. But I noticed that over the last few days, ML seemed to be over-accentuating our emotional connection. I asked her why that was.

She responded by telling me that she was having strong fantasies about tying me up and teasing me, feeling my cock struggle in the cage, and control me sexually in every way. Um…. so what’s the problem? (Hehe). She was trying to balance out those feelings of objectifying me with emotional rationalization. She explained it best with this text message, after I asked her why she wasn’t telling me about these thoughts:

Sometimes I feel like that’s all I’m telling you.. it’s true but I don’t want you to feel like I’m objectifying you constantly.

That’s so sweet of her. 🙂

The thing is, though, that I enjoy being objectified by her. Not all the time of course… I do need emotional support from my wife, as well. But it makes me feel good to know that sometimes she just can’t help but get turned on when thinking off me in a sexual way. In short, I like knowing that I make her pussy wet. [pic, for those of you who are into that sort of thing] 😉

It’s getting to that point for me, that point in cagedmonkey’s orgasm denial where I start to feel it. I’m nearing the end of my cycle and feeling much better emotionally at the same time. What that means is that my horny has kicked in high gear. It’s like I’m a pimply faced teenage boy who just got a shot of testosterone (right, Drew?). What that means for hubby is that I’m constantly hungry for him in some sexual way. Whether I’m smacking his ass as he walks by, walking up to him grabbing his caged cock through his pants as I kiss him deep or pulling him into the bedroom, locking the door and fucking the hell out of his face, it’s me, all day, in sexual attack mode.

It’s been about 6 weeks now since hubby’s last orgasm. I know, I choose to keep him denied because thats how I like him. The constant crazy high of his arousal is good for me. He’s more focused and attentive, more willing in all aspects of life. He’s completely and utterly horny for me which boosts me. I love him that way… but I also LOVE LOVE LOVE to make him cum. So yeah, there’s my dilemma. This whole denying him orgasm is really hard on me and all day, today, I’ve been arguing with myself about just saying screw it and letting him cum so I can use him to fuck me good and hard like I need to be. I think, if I wasnt on my cycle, I would be ok because he could just use the RodeoH harness with “Adam” in it and slam my pussy good and hard with my favorite toy. I know I’m going to have to basically torture myself for the next few days until I can have that. Why don’t I have him use it now? I don’t know, I have this thing about my toys being used during my period. If I use his cock (which I did the other night) it’s not a big deal to me because it washes off much more easily.

So before I go letting him erupt 6 weeks worth of his hot cum into my pussy I’m going to force myself to wait. Simply because I have a plan, I want him to wait until we renew our vows in January. I want him to save up and build up that incredible amount of horny and desire. I want to feel his passion that night after we are all lovey and promising to be together and take care of each other forever. I want his desire to be so much so that his orgasm is felt deep through his entire body and lasts for a long time.

So, as much as I love to make him cum, I love that constant arousal that comes with denying him his orgasm. I’m happy to remind myself of that and I’m happy waiting it out and having him please me in every other way possible. I’ll get mine and, eventually, I’ll get his too! 🙂

Yes, that is what would have been overheard during the moans from some fantastic sex last night. Nevermind me being on my period, I was too damn horny to care about that. I demanded my cagedmonkey get out of the mighty steel I keep wrapped around his cock and fuck me like I needed.

It was actually a very exciting and funny moment. It started out with some intense making out on the couch. We were pretty much simulating sex and dry humping each other like a couple of horny teenagers. Since our parents (aka the kids lol) were sleeping, it gave us a lovely opportunity to play. All the groping and kissing and licking and giggling had us eventually rolling off the couch onto the floor. I got so turned on by it all that I rolled hubby right over onto his back and started roughly grinding down on his caged cock. It was right about then when I said get out of that cage and fuck me. He kinda looked stunned but didn’t hesitate. He unscrewed the security screw, slid the cage off of his quickly hardening cock and quickly slid off the ring before his cock was raging. I love the grunting noise he makes as his dick slips out from the grip of the steel bars. It gets me deep in my core and sends tingles down into my pussy.

Once he was out of the cage he slipped his rock hard erection into my tight pussy. I have to be thankful that he likes football because while he was pounding my pussy the only thing he could do was watch tv and keep his mind off the fact that he was thrusting his cock into my warm pink slippery cunt. He knows he does not have permission to cum so he had to do whatever he could to please me like I wanted without having an unauthorized orgasm. He was marvelous, as always. He held off like a champ.

I certainly wasn’t done with him there. I turned myself over, pushed up onto all fours and told him to fuck me good and hard. He pounded me from behind fast, deep and hard over and over. I’m so glad my moaning didn’t wake up the kids! I know it wasn’t long that he was slamming his cock into from behind but it was so fucking good and I came so hard, as he pulled out I felt that familiar squirt and looked down between my legs just as it was spraying the carpet below. It really was a very hot moment and I just kinda giggled out loud and said, “I just squirted on the Floor.” To which my lovely husband stated, “yes you did.”

It seems as though wearing the Revenge puts me in a more intense subby mood. Yes, being locked in the Jailbird does the trick, also, but the closed style of the Revenge really puts an emphasis on just how little control I have over my cock at the moment. Surrounded and compressed by unyielding steel, I don’t even have the ability to see my cock, let alone touch it.

My submissiveness is clearly showing – today, I had the urge to text My Lady (who was in the same room, btw… but so were the kids) that I was feeling extra submissive and I had the urge to serve her. She texts me back:

Good. When I leave the room, count to 30 and meet me in the bedroom.

She then slowly stood up and left the room. Next came the longest 30 seconds of my life.

When I walked into the bedroom, ML was laying on the bed, completely naked with her legs spread wide, her wet horny pussy waiting for me. ML didn’t have to say a word. I closed the door behind me, dropped to my knees in front of her, and began licking her pussy like a good boy.

After two quick (but very nice) orgasms,  it was time to head back to normal parenting life. But as I stood up above her, my cage looked so fucking sexy between her legs. Again, without a word, I slid the tube of the Revenge between ML’s pussy lips. She gasped and looked into my eyes with a look that said, “do it.” And I did.

The cage slid effortlessly into My Lady’s slippery pussy, and she began rocking her hips, fucking the curved shaft of the Revenge. It wasn’t long before she was ready to cum. It looked so wonderful, but it was so frustrating – I could feel the heat of her pussy warming the cage, but I couldn’t feel her warmth and wetness directly. I swore I could feel her pussy squeezing me, but in reality it was my cock throbbing against the walls of the Revenge. I was denied the heaven of feeling her pussy grip my cock with orgasmic spasms. I pulled out, jealous of the steel encasing my cock, coated with a generous amount of ML’s gooey pussy juices.

My Lady was amazed at how good the newly designed Revenge felt, and I’m sure she will be interested in doing this again… perhaps this weekend when she has me all to herself for the entire night. As for me, the frustration will only grow, but serving My Lady satisfies me like nothing else can.

It seems as though both My Lady and I are both insanely horny lately. Add the fact that I don’t have work for two days, and that means ML and I have been up to some really naughty things lately.

Last night, after the kids went to bed, ML and I were watching a little TV when she decided to unlock me and have a little fun with me. She stroked me and edged me numerous times, making it difficult for me to follow the storyline of the show… not that it really mattered to me by that time.

After the show, ML decided to give me some break time from her teasings. I decided to play some video games to get my mind off of being out of my mind horny. It worked for a few minutes, until My Lady decided that break time was over.

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As I continued playing, ML began stroking me once again. She continued to tease my quickly hardening cock, causing me to moan. When she had me rock hard and throbbing in her hands, she began to rub her palm over the head of my cock. It was amazing and agonizing at the same time – I absolutely love it when she teases and touches me, but the intense sensation delivered directly and only to the head of my cock is usually too much for me to handle in a calm, rational way.

I began whimpering and squirming around, trying to escape the sexual torture, but could not. ML continued rubbing the sensitive head of my cock, not even giving me a fraction of a second to gather myself or even take a nice deep breath. I began begging her to stop, but this only egged her on more. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she stroked my cock hard and fast right to the edge of orgasm and left me there, trembling with need and almost unable to speak.

(For those of you wondering, I actually didn’t do too badly in the game, considering the distractions… and yes, I’m that nerdy that I actually took pride in this.)

Soon it was bedtime for the horny adults in the house. ML and I snuggled up in bed, and it wasn’t long before my hard cock was deep inside her wet pussy. It was only a few minutes until ML’s pussy was squeezing my cock with orgasmic pleasure; it will be considerably longer until I get to experience the same. After ML was fully satisfied – and I was left as frustrated as ever – we snuggled up for some sleep.

And, to top off the evening with a perfect note… My Lady fell asleep holding my cock. 🙂 It was actually an amazing feeling to know how comfortable she must feel with her hand wrapped around my cock to be able to sleep like that.