When I think about what happened yesterday, I can’t help but chuckle. After my little self imposed Tease & Denial trial I was extremely horny. I was, quite honestly, contemplating saying screw it to my “You aren’t getting out of that cage for one second till August”thing and getting myself some nice big thick cock in my pussy. I was aching to fuck cagedmonkey, aching to feel him inside me filling up my pussy and pounding away at me until I came nice and hard on his cock. Well… let’s just say, I don’t feel that way anymore hehe I’m good to go til August now! 🙂

Yesterday morning I went up to do my morning visit and facesitting. When I walked in the bedroom cagedmonkey was softly snoring. I gently knelt on the bed, careful not to wake him too soon, and straddled his face. I just love the deep gasp that happens, practically in my pussy, as he realizes he’s buried in it. Without pause he began licking, tonguing and softly kissing my pussy and clit. It was not long before I was gyrating my hips back forth, rubbing my pussy from his nose to his chin, covering him in my pussy juices. I felt those waves of goodness surge up through me as I grabbed the wall in front of me and leaned against it hard, pushed down on to his face and my pussy muscles squeezed and gushed cum onto his face and in his mouth. Mmm I just love the feeling of his wet scruffy face and his goatee between my legs.

I backed myself down his chest and stomach to straddle his Jail Bird caged cock. I could honestly feel him bulging out of the cage with my sensitive pussy lips as I slid the cage between them. My pussy was so wet and gooey that it was like instant lube for the cage. I couldn’t help myself, I needed to fuck him so bad. Cage or not, I wanted to feel him, to have that close intimate moment with him. To look him in the eyes as I came hard on his cock and covered him in my cum.

At first I rubbed him over and over between my pussy lips, sliding back and forth on his cage as he moaned and whimpered. I positioned myself so that his cage was between my lips and the end of it was at my opening and looked him right in the eye as I slid him into me. I loved hearing his moan deepen as I took him inside me. I know, in the Jail Bird, that he can kinda feel it when he’s in me like that but not fully. I do think he was at the point, he began whimpering and begging for me to let him cum. He was practically crying for an orgasm. I know deep down he knew I wasn’t letting him out of the cage but, as bad off as he was, I don’t think it mattered.

While I was riding his cage I looked him intently and simply said “do it, try to cum.” His eyes got big and his voice sounded as if he were sobbing and he asked “can I really?” I told him if he was really able to cum in that cage to go ahead. Haha poor guy tried so hard and did manage to… uhhh… have something that may have resembled an orgasm. He told me his cock surged, it tried to press against the bars, it tried to throb and push out cum but because of the cage nothing happened.

So there he was, covered in my cum, wishing he’d actually just cum rather than ruined a perfectly good orgasm. I climbed off of him and he lay there grunting, moaning and whimpering in the fetal position because he was now worse off than he was before the ruined orgasm. Awww my poor baby, hornier than ever with no real orgasm in sight… except mine! *giggle*