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My (28M) girlfriend (28F) Hannah had not always been this promiscuous. Hannah and I have a generally normal hetero presenting relationship despite both of us being bisexual. Lately, we’ve been fucking regularly but this was not the case until these past few weeks. Before then, it was like my girlfriend rarely wanted to do anything with me sexually. It seemed like a chore to her from my perspective. It wasn’t as fun and spontaneous as it was in the beginning.
I never really minded having a higher sex drive than my girlfriend. Hannah was always kind enough to oblige with a pity handjob more often than not. And I would get sex often enough to stave off my lust for her. Hannah and I are deeply in love. I would be willing to do anything for my girlfriend. I really could see us marrying and having kids in the future. And on top of all else, I loved her in the bedroom.
My girlfriend has long, curly brown hair and a very pretty face. She is 5’9 and has a cute chubby body with an adorable tummy to match. Her tits are supple at a size C but they’re almost at a D in my honest opinion. We would joke about how she was a perfect PAWG body type because she has large, thick thighs with a big ass that has an extra jiggle to it. She has been working out quite a bit lately too, so her legs are looking more toned than ever while her ass is still filling out any pants she tries on.
I’ve been excited this past week since we’ve been having the craziest sex imaginable. One thing about it is though is that the sex really only seems to be after we’ve had company over or had just returned from being out in public. Hannah was just so desperate to have it that on several occasions people have almost caught us in the act. Whether it be her grabbing my cock under the table at dinner with friends or flashing her tits whilst shopping at target, I was pleased either way. I loved being hard without others realizing. However, just last week my girlfriend had finally slipped up on accident.
As my best friend Jason was leaving our apartment last week, Hannah was antsy. We all had some drinks and were feeling pretty good by this point. As he was leaving, Hannah took her white tank top off leaving her in just her tight, light washed blue jeans. But as she was taking her top off, the door had not closed all the way. I looked over quickly at Jason and he shot me a wink as if to say congratulations on the sex you’re about to have. Jason had just seen my girlfriend’s tits!
I was so embarrassed. Hannah had been reckless and hadn’t have seemed to notice that Jason saw her. I wanted to yell at her. But then she doubled down. “Get over here!” I was still angry but when she tells me what to do I obey. I knew I was about get laid. And I don’t want to do anything to upset mistress. That’s who I know her as, and anyone in my position knows that as well. “Gooooooooooood boy.”
I am generally subservient in the bedroom. I do have to be dominant though from time to time in the bedroom. My girlfriend loves to be dominated. She is always cumming the hardest when I’m either choking her out or slapping her in the face while calling her dirty names. She always wants to feel used and abused. However, I tend to want to be on the side being dominated more. While I do get satisfaction owning my girlfriend, I cum way harder when she owns me.
I had slowly revealed to her over the course of the relationship my submissive tendencies. I had trained her through linking her to femdom subreddit pages and showed her some soft core femdom porn even. It was always the best when Hannah tried something new on me to make me feel worthless and used. We have gotten to the point where by the time we’re finishing up sex, I’m in a red lace garter from the women’s lingerie section, a ball gag in, wearing a bra from my Hannahs closet, and I’m locked up in a tight, tiny, and pink chastity cage.
As of late, I had been getting Hannah to as high a level of femdom I could with her without her losing respect for me. But the thought of her demeaning me turned me on. I had been consistently been turning to harder areas of femdom and BDSM porn. But there were even deeper levels of humiliation I enjoyed. But there was no way in hell I could let Hannah know about my addiction to it.
Cuckold porn has been my go to as of late. I’ve been binging all of it. I have my favorite parts of it dissected. I love it when the girl compares the cocks of the cuck and the bull together and chooses the bulls cock instead. I love seeing the girl get railed while the cuck stands in the corner on the verge of tears. I love it when it’s personal such as friends being the bull instead of strangers. I love cuckold gangbangs. And of course, there is nothing better than envisioning myself as the cuck underneath the girl cleaning up a huge, warm, and creamy white load of cum from her pussy. But my girlfriend could never know this about me.
My girlfriend had been more and more eager to my surprise to be dominant toward me. And I couldn’t be happier. My only problem is that sometimes she takes it a bit too far. An example would be just last week Hannah had been making me wear my chastity cage. The kicker was she was making me wear bright pink lacy panties to match. But the cherry on top was that before going out in public, she lubed up my ass and inserted a fat, girthy, black, vibrating butt pig inside of me. It even had a pink heart on it to humiliate me further. I was happy as could be until out at dinner, she finished me off without laying a hand on me.
Hannah had went to the bathroom at dinner while we were out with her three best girlfriends from college. I had honestly forgotten by this time what I was wearing and what was inside of me because of all the cocktails I had. I’m a sucker for espresso martinis. But then I felt it. My girlfriend had turned on the vibration. It was starting out on a kitty purr soft core level 1 setting. I jumped from the sensation. I had to diffuse some what’s wrong questions from her friends as they giggled at me from being seemingly jumpy.
At this point I had been being edged by Hannah for as long as ten days. It was a personal record for me since I have been of porn watching age. The vibrations were making me all the more sensitive to my chaste body. The pleasure began to set in. And before I could really even begin to process what was happening to me, she had already turned my plug vibration to level 2. I already wanted to cum. But I can’t. Not now of course.
In this case, I normally would been fully erect if it hadn’t been for my cage. My cock was straining and in all transparency, it was hurting as it was pushing out the sides of my cage. My balls felt so heavy. My prostate was feeling overstimulated. I began to noticeably sweat. I could see the concerned looks all around the table. And before I could say anything to assure these concerns, I felt level 3. I could even faintly hear the buzzing noise.
Oh my fucking god. It felt so good. I was squirming so much. I could feel my asshole puckering. I know Hannah must be in the bathroom smirking to herself. But it was getting unbearably good. My cock strained. My cage was tightening and moving up and down as my balls began to convulse. No, this can’t be happening.
Hannahs three friends were looking at me. They were all professional women. Riley was a divorce lawyer. Eliza was a therapist. The third friend, Mia, was an artist I think who was involved in creative directing. And here I am, working a 9 to 5 marketing gig that barely pays above minimum wage. This doesn’t make sense to the girls because Hannah is a highly paid assistant in her consultant company. I pale in comparison to her.
Now, here we are at dinner, and I’m wearing lacy pink panties while I squirm in the booth. If only her friends knew what Hannah and I were up to. I don’t know if they’d feel worse for Hannah or myself. They already looked down upon me. I had to contain myself. But I could feel the pressure building.
I try to take a sip of my martini. The fourth level kicks in. I almost spill my drink as the buzzing intensifies. Hannah’s friends look at me weird. “What are you doing? You’re sweating like crazy,” said Riley. If only she knew. Then Eliza spoke, “I hope Hannah finds your weirdness endearing.” She chuckled and then I felt some blood flow into my cock. Level 4 is unbearable.
I have to excuse myself. I have to find Hannah. I slip into the women’s bathroom. I hope no one saw me. “Get in here,” Hannah commands. I do so as not to be seen by other women. My cock is pulsing. “Who’s a good boy?” “Hannah, please!” I was pleading. She pushed her two fingers right up my butt over the pants. I feel the tip of the butt plug push right up against my prostate.
I couldn’t take it. I felt a little moisture building in the lace of the panties where the tip of my dick was. I was leaking so much precum. “Get on your knees!” I didn’t want to. While we were a nice hotel restaurant bathroom, it’s still gross. “No.” She shoved me down. “Yes mistress.” I was done for.
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