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by anondesires » Sun Jun 15, 2025 4:13 pm
Being a day out of sync is annoying, hopefully I'll catch up at some point.
Yesterday (Saturday) she told me that she had done some shopping. She had done it a week or so ago and it had turned up the day I had a bit of a mental breakdown so she didn't mention it until now. She revealed another big dildo, similar to the one we already have but brown or "bbc". She said I seemed to struggle with sucking the white one and understands why. She thought it might be easier with this one.
I was just a bit dumbstruck, didn't know what to say. I was concerned that she seemed to be on a mission to have me suck a cock for her and I once again explained to her that this wasn't part of the fantasy for me, not something I wanted to do. She said she does believe me but this is about something I can do for her. She put into context all the work she had done to understand what the fantasy was for me and how she can indulge me with it all. All I needed to do was suck a dildo for her to get a similar thrill. "Is that too much to ask?". She had a point, I suppose.
I commented on how she had called it shopping as if it was more than 1 thing. She smiled and said some of it was surprises and about being prepared. She told me she had bought some new lingerie. She pulled out some black and pink lingerie with little pink bows, it looked hot, I wanted to see her try it on. She insisted she'd already tried it on and it fit perfectly, I would have to wait for her to wear it with intent rather than spoil the surprise. My mind went off on a little tangent. The bows made it seem like she was gift-wrapping herself, "who was the gift for?" I wondered. The thought that she might have bought this sexy lingerie to give herself to my friend really fucked with my mind. The thought of him unwrapping this gift and then remembering that I hadn't got to undress her the night before really twisted knots in my stomach.
I asked if she bought anything else. She thought about it and said the rest would be better as surprises or if or when they became relevant. That sounded scary. She added that if I was ever having trouble controlling myself to let her know (with a devilish grin). I said "you've bought a chastity cage, haven't you?". She laughed equally devilish and admitted she might have. I asked to see it, I'd never seen one or understood how they worked. She said it was only a cheap one, given that neither of us were into the idea. She said she couldn't believe how expensive they were.
She presented me with a bag of clear plastic parts, like it was some sort of puzzle to figure out. We went about trying to figure out how it went together and hypothesising about how it would go on. Eventually I found myself demonstrating with my dick and balls how I thought it went together. I then had to figure out which size ring and which length of lock pin. I tried them all and compared, finally settling on a configuration that seemed snug enough but not painful. The padlock had been hanging open each time to hold it in place. As I inspected the tightness, she took it upon herself to lock the padlock. This padlock looked like it came out of a christmas cracker, like a flat screwdriver would open it but suddenly the intent of her action carried feeling.
I pointed out that I just wanted to see how it fit and how it worked. She agreed that's what we were doing. I said we had figured it out now, I described how it felt very snug and weird and said she could unlock it now. She said we hadn't figured out how it worked yet. She reached into her underwear and started touching herself. She gave me a tease show and speech about how it felt good to touch herself, how we could both pleasure her right now but nobody could pleasure me. She told me her pussy was free and vulnerable to be fucked by any guy except me. My hands found themselves trying to find a way of touching myself but it was futile. I admitted it was frustrating, having no outlet for my arousal. She said I would learn to channel my frustration into pleasuring her, I could see how that would be true.
She spread her legs and I went down on her. Usually I might be touching myself as I go down on her and/or be hoping for her to touch me or be thinking about when she might. It became apparent that nothing would be touching me, I was restricted to the restrained feeling I had and the focus was on her. Honestly, it wasn't a bad experience but after a while I was thinking we were done with it, time to take it off.
She said we weren't done yet. She suctioned her new dildo to the nearest door at around standing cock height. She beckoned me over, invited me to make out with her, both kneeling in front of it, my dick still locked away. She started to suck on the dildo. Seeing her suck a black dick stirred some thoughts in me, so much cuckolding porn is bbc focussed after all. I knew she had had black dick before and that was in the back of my mind too.
I told her I could go find a screwdriver to take the lock off. She pointed out I didn't even need to do that, I could just use the safe word but I hadn't. She pointed out that my threat to find a screwdriver was like me pleading. Thinking about it as I write it, it was kind of symbolic that I was looking for an exit or a way to cheat my fate, there seemed to be a pattern of me looking for exits instead of just dealing with or accepting things.
She went back to sucking and touching herself, she knew it was turning me on to watch her. She came back to make out with me again. She drew me closer to the head of it as we kissed until it was pushing into the side of our kissing, eventually pushing our lips apart and we were touching tongues around the head of it. The kissing and tonguing had kind of made me forget what we were symbolically doing (kneeling in front of a man and kissing/tonguing his dick). I tried to not think of it that way and went back to enjoying the moment between me and her. I don't think I need to go into all of the details but she enjoyed it and made herself cum.
She then told me to lay on the floor, she straddled my face in a way so that I could see her suck it from below. I tried to touch myself, again realising that I couldn't. There was a lot going on, it's difficult to explain other than it was a really erotic experience. I made her cum, she unlocked me, thanked me for indulging her fantasy and we had sex.
