I love stories! And one of my VERY good boys wrote this for ..
🕑 Added 2022-01-11 22:13:28 +0000 UTC
I love stories! And one of my VERY good boys wrote this for me ... enjoy! Just another morning The alarm clock was going off again. The first time it went off, he quickly snoozed it but he couldn’t just ignore it this time. He turned his gaze to his left to see her lying beside him on the bed, her back turned towards him. She had heard the alarm too and was beginning to stir. He turned the alarm completely off, putting the phone down on the bedside table, and he moved closer to her. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he lifted his head to kiss her on the side of the neck. “Good morning sleepyhead.” he said, laying his head back down. Appreciative of his touch she moved back a little, towards him, nesting her body even more into his. “Morning love. Is it time already?” she asked “It is, sadly.” he said, propping his head up with his arm “Unless you want to skip the morning jog, of course”. She turned her head and planted a kiss on his lips. Spurred on by her reaction, he moved his arm from her waist up to her breasts and squeezed. Her lips parted to let out an inaudible moan. “And what would you have us do instead?” she said, giving him a glance of mock suspicion. “Well I don’t know..” he said feigning innocence “maybe we could have breakfast in bed?” She turned around to face him. As his arm pulled her into him, more firmly against his body, she pushed her left knee between his legs gently rubbing the inside of his thighs with hers. Her soft skin sent tingles down his spine. “Is that so?” she said, tracing patterns on his arm with her fingers.”And do you think you deserve such a treat?” “That’s never for me to say, Miss.” he said with a smile. “Good answer!” she said, before sending her left hand under the sheets to grab firmly at his swollen balls. It was his turn to moan now, from the mixture of pleasure and pain delivered by her hand. She gave the chastity cage a little rub with her thumb. “And how’s our little guy this morning, not in too much distress I hope?” she asked, pouting her lips in mock concern. His blo od was already rushing to his cock, making it bulge and strain against the confines of the cage. “He was fine until a couple of minutes ago, but now it just feels like the walls are closing in on him or something”. “Good!” she said, squeezing a little harder still. “Well if you really want that breakfast in bed, you better show me just how much”. “Of course,” he said, leaning in for a deep French kiss “allow me to demonstrate”. She leaned back against her pillow and he moved on top of her, his body resting on his knees and elbows either side of her, as he maintained the kiss. Their tongues darted in each other’s mouths only occasionally breaking off, only to bite the other’s lips. After a couple of minutes of passionate kissing, he eventually pulled away and gently moved her head to the side to nibble at her earlobe. She bit her lip and extended her neck in enjoyment. Soon his tongue and lips were on her neck as his hands moved to her tits. First squeezing them in his palms, then tweaking the nipples between his fingers until they were rock hard. He planted kisses on her shoulder before his mouth moved down to her nipples. His hands were still squeezing hard on her tits, while with his mouth he alternated between licks and playful bites on her nipples. Her eyes were closed and moans were escaping her lips as she soaked in the pleasure. Leaving his hands on her tits, to ensure her nipples would remain thoroughly stimulated, he started moving his torso further down her body, gently kissing and licking around her belly button. Then he slid further down again, with his body now between her legs while he planted kisses on her pubic area. But he knew. He knew that pussy was off-limits until he was granted explicit permission. It was part of their power play, one that he greatly enjoyed. And so, he started kissing and licking along the inside of her thighs instead. While he still couldn’t touch, he was so close to her pussy that he knew she would feel his heavy breath on it. He also knew that the puffs of air drove her wild with anticipation. But being so close also meant he could see and smell her wetness. His cock was as hard as the cage would allow it to be, filling it in its entirety. He was throbbing. After a couple more minutes of licking and kissing around her pussy, while playing with her nipples, she relented. “Okay boy,” she said, placing her hand on the back of his head “you may eat. Bon appetit”. She pulled his head in. He dove in with all the enthusiasm of a parched man approaching an oasis. He started lapping at her flowing juices with long licks that would finish with a flick of his tongue on her clit. He continued with long licks, telling her between breaths how amazing her pussy tasted, how hard she was making him and how thankful he was for this most delicious of breakfasts. In a few minutes her breathing became a little heavier, and he knew it was time to gently insert a finger in her pussy. Reaching up towards her g-spot, he started rubbing it with a “come here” motion of his finger, while his mouth was sucking on her clit. He would know if he was doing well, if her knees kept travelling up towards her chest by the minute as he was eating her out. Her feet, which were planted on the bed when they started, were soon on their tippy toes. It wasn’t long before they were fully lifted off the bed. She was getting close. “Fuck, you’re gonna make me come doing that” she said after another couple of minutes. That was all the invitation he needed. Another finger entered her pussy, rubbing at her g-spot which was now almost as big and firm as a golf ball. He was rubbing harder and faster and his tongue was now flicking her clit as fast as it could. The moans escaping her mouth were pure ecstasy for him. Her pleasure was his pleasure. His cock, without any release for days, was now leaking in its cage. His pelvis doing small involuntary thrusts against the bed, as his cock searched for some friction in order to feel pleasure. He kept up the pace until he felt the contractions of her pussy on his fingers, telling him that she was cumming. She let out a loud moan and her legs shook a little. He eased off knowing she would be soon becoming sensitive after her orgasm. He pulled his fingers out but kept giving slow, tender licks savouring the taste of her juices. Soon she put her fingers on his forehead, as if to push him away, which was the signal she was done for now. Her legs collapsed on the bed “Thank you so much for breakfast Miss!” he said as he pulled away. “ Your welcome, love.” she replied. She was now in post-orgasmic haze and he knew she would need a few minutes to recover. So he got out of bed and after a stop at the bathroom to wash up, he went to the kitchen to make coffee. He returned 5 minutes later, with two cups of latte in his hands, to find her sitting up on the bed with a smile. “Your morning coffee.” he said. “Thank you kindly!” she replied, taking her cup from him. He sat on the bed next to her and she leaned her head towards him, resting it on his shoulder. He felt so much love for her. “You do know that despite making me cum, this still counts as a reward for you right? You wanted to eat me out and I allowed it. And so, as with any reward, it means we’ll have to push your next full release back a few days to compensate” she said sweetly. He gave her a big smile. She had come to love teasing and tormenting him like this. Denying his releases and using her mostly for her pleasure. And he loved being on the receiving end of it. She knew that too, since it was him who first suggested they incorporate chastity cages and orgasm control in their relationship. He assumed that at least part of the reason why she had come to enjoy the role of the mistress, was because she could see how happy it made him. “Of course, Miss. How many days do you see fit to add?” he asked. “Hmmm, I think about a week should do”. He smiled again, because he knew it didn’t matter. He couldn’t even remember when his last full release was. Maybe his birthday? It was all ruined orgasms and prostate milkings as faback as he could remember. Allowing him to release his load, while always leaving him desperately horny for more. “Thank you.” he said sincerely. She lifted her head to face him and gave him a deep kiss. “Good boy.”
