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Second part of the story – James (26m) My girlfriend Rachel (26f). First part also called ‘Dipping our toes’ – Can search for it or check profile. DM’s open.
It had been a few weeks since our breakthrough trip to the club. Since that night, there have been a few changes in our relationship. To start, Rachel had become rampantly horny. Every day, she was using my face as a seat, grinding out her orgasms on my willing and obedient tongue. I was loving it, she was loving it. We talked about that night a few times, first to reassure and check in with each other, and the second time was to double-check that we both enjoyed it. The third time, because Rachel was soaking wet and horny, thinking back to that big cock using her throat and how strong and powerful Mike felt to her. The other change was chastity. We hadn’t had sex since that night as Rachel made me try on my cage for a few days, then a week and now it’s the second week. She has been teasing me, grinding on me, tracing her fingers over my cage at night before bed. My balls are blue and full of cum. I’m desperate, but I wouldn’t change anything. My cock has been straining against its cage every morning as I wake up from dreams of that night. We are both a horny mess.
It was the weekend coming up, and Rachel had invited some of her friends round for a dinner and movie night. Leading up to the first guests arriving, we cleaned the house and got a few bits of food ready, nothing out of the ordinary. One hour before, Rachel went to get ready after denying me release from my cage. She told me there was nothing to worry about, no one would notice my little cock followed by a quick pat and cup of my balls. She then walked into our bedroom and closed the door. I started to feel nervous, suspicious, but ultimately horny. Although I never wanted to be exposed, the thought of everyone sitting around unaware of mine and Rachel’s dynamic was intoxicating. The last time she got ready with the door closed was the party night.
I fidgeted around, getting a few bits and bobs ready to keep my mind busy. It will be a nice, simple, uneventful evening, I told myself with a big sigh and shrug of relaxation. Finally, Rachel comes out, stunning as always. This time, wearing a black dress, deep backless, thigh length, and tight to her body, showing off her arse, legs and hugging her waist. Every perfect part of her was accentuated. Her eyes were smoky again, and that same deep red lipstick enticed me to her lips. The kiss was passionate, but brief. She didn’t want to smudge her makeup. She halted my wandering hands from roaming her body. My suspicions were raised again as I could see her nipples poking through the fabric as she walked off into the kitchen to apply the finishing touches to the food.
Her friends started to arrive, just her three best friends, all women. We open a bottle of wine or two and we are sat around the table chatting and are just about to eat when the doorbell rings again. Rachel looks over to me with a smile. It’s that devious smile again. I shift my weight to stand up to answer the door, but Rachel stops me and insists. Distracted, I listen to the conversation continuing around the table, but look down the hallway as Rachel swans off to where the front door is just out of sight. Before opening the door, Rachel looked back at me and blew a kiss.
She opens the door, and I hear voices, a man and a woman, they are familiar. I hear them walk in as Rachel steps back slightly. Mike’s tall, strong frame comes into view, towering over Rachel as he leans in for a hug… and a feel, his hand cups her arse and gives it a squeeze… and a kiss! Mike’s other hand wanders and joins his other, now both fully cupping and playing with my girlfriend’s arse as her own hand has reached down to his bulge. That big cock. My own cock is straining in its cage. My neck snaps back to the table to try and maintain my composure and to check that her friends are unaware. I glance back over to see Rachel leading the couple to the table, her eyes looking intently at me, I can see the desire already. I feel my heart thumping, and my face is flushed as Rachel innocently introduces the couple as some recent new friends. It was nonchalant; her friends seemed none the wiser. Rachel orders me to bring some more chairs, and Mike is seated with Jess to his left and Rachel on his right, with me beside her.
The evening continues normally. We eat, drink and play a few board games. Everyone is relaxed and enjoying themselves. Mike is sat on his chair with his arms outstretched resting on the backs of both Jess and Rachel’s chairs. He exudes confidence. Rachel’s friends don’t seem to care about this, and we move on to the game of Uno as we are now all quite happily inebriated. In the corner of my eye, I can see Mike slowly pulling at Rachel’s dress and rubbing his hand down her bare back. I look around, and again, no one is paying attention. I’m getting hard in my cage as I see more fondling, and Mike moves his hand down to my girlfriend’s lap; she instinctively opens her thighs. Rachel’s face is flushed red, and her eyes widen. Her voice is caught in her throat. The game continues around her. Rachel is getting flustered from Mike’s fingers playing between her thighs.
We finish the game of Uno, and move on to truth, drink or dare. It was Jess’s suggestion after talking and building up the idea with one of Rachel’s drunk friends, who then enthusiastically agreed. My mouth went dry. Where was this going? All sorts of thoughts ran through my head, and my cock throbbed in its confines. The first few truths were innocent, just like the dares. Rachel’s best friend was the one to trigger the mood change with a truth for another friend about her body count. That was all it took. Soon, there were questions on favourite sex positions, kinks, and the last time they masturbated. There were not many people drinking as they were all quite drunk already. Everyone was getting hot, the sexual tension was rising. I only had a few easy truths so far, only revealing that I like it when Rachel wears lingerie. All of this talk was causing my cock all sorts of trouble.
Now for Rachel, her first turn was a simple truth, what is her favourite position?
“Arse up, face down, or riding… depending on my mood.” She said, instantly looking at Mike.
There were some agreements around the table. Next, one of Rachel’s friends was dared to sit on another’s lap, which was easy. The next dare was that Rachel needed to feel Jess’s boobs, which was from Mike. As she stood up, Mike’s hand assisted her by holding her arse. Her friends were too drunk to notice, I think. Rachel dutifully carried out her dare, and Jess let slip a moan. Now, for Mike, his first dare was to strip to his underwear courtesy of Rachel’s best friend. The other women were clearly getting excited and wanted to have a look at this tall, handsome specimen of a man. Mike, of course, didn’t protest and quickly whipped off his clothes, leaving his tight underwear, leaving nothing to the imagination. His big cock was easily seen. Everyone except Jess was staring at the outline of his cock. The next dare was for Rachel. I could feel my heart in my ears. Jess told Rachel to sit down on Mike’s lap. She took a breath as she stood up, placing her hand on my cage to steady herself, and she moved over. She placed her leg seductively over Mike’s lap and sat down in place, making sure his cock was firmly splitting her cheeks.
“Mmm, comfy,” Rachel said.
I almost spat out my drink. The rest of the women let out a few giggles and some gasps; a few looked over to me to gauge my reaction. I let out a feigned laugh. I was rock hard pressing against my cage. Rachel pressed herself back into Mike’s cock as she straddled him. Her hips moved gently, but I could see the rhythm. Her eyes were closed for a brief moment as his cock twitched against her. The game continued, and one of Rachel’s friends was now in her underwear. The other two had fondled each other.
It landed on Jess, this time Rachel spoke up first, daring her to sit on my lap as she looked over at me, smiling. I could see how horny she was from her eyes. Jess got up and moved over towards me. She made a point to push her arse in my face as she came over to me. I was panicking. She will feel my cage, Rachel knew this. I let out a few mumbles of protest but Rachel told me to stay still and enjoy it, as her friends giggled. Rachel herself is still sitting, subtly grinding on Mike’s lap, his arm around her waist and resting on her thigh. Jess eased herself down slowly, immediately bumping into the hard outline of my cage.
“Oh… interesting,” Jess whispered, and Rachel and Mike giggled.
She pushed back and turned her head to me and blew a knowing kiss. My face was beet red. I was expecting more looks of confusion from Rachel’s friends, but they were too drunk and distracted by the drinks and their own dares. I was waiting with bated breath for Rachel’s next dare. It arrived spoken from her best friend.
“You’re wearing too much, I dare you to take off that dress.” She said to Rachel with a giggle.
Rachel was grinning lustfully from ear to ear and stood up. I squirmed underneath Jess’s body, trapping my already trapped cock. Jess began to pull up her dress, looking over at me. Her eyes were full of passion and want. She stopped suddenly, just before her dress revealed her pussy.
“There is just one thing…” Rachel said in a half moan as she then slowly peeled up her dress hem.
“I’m not wearing any underwear,” She teased as her eyes hadn’t left mine. My mouth opened, my eyes widened as my protest was caught in my throat. Jess pushed her arse back on my cock. I felt like my mind was going to melt.
“A dare is a dare” Rachel’s friend said breathily, but Rachel didn’t need the encouragement as she was already stripping. Everyone else was silent in anticipation.
Her dress rose up her thighs, revealing her nakedness; her waxed pussy was revealed, and you could see the wetness shining on her thighs. No one else noticed Mike’s hand returning to her waist as she lifted the dress further, showing off her hips and peachy arse and then over her erect nipples. She threw the dress to the side and sat back down on Mike’s lap. She nestled herself back into him as she missed the feeling; her face couldn’t hide her excitement. Everyone is turned on and horny.
“That’s a fantastic arse,” Mike said smugly as he pushed against Rachel, raising her slightly up and down.
She let out a soft moan. Her best friend looked at my conflicted face, wrecked with nerves and horniness. Mike’s fingers were tracing up her side, and she was shifting slowly in response. His other hand, which was resting by his side, moved to her thighs. He then pulled her legs apart as she straddled him. Rachel let out a sharp moan. Her own hand gripping his on her thigh, and the other absentmindedly cupping her own breast, feeling her hard nipple. She was on fire. She was soaking wet as her lips opened up, her legs were pulled further apart, she felt the cold air brush against her most secret place. She wanted the big cock that was firmly squeezed between her arse cheeks. Everyone around the table was caught up in this state of horniness. Rachel’s two friends took this moment to leave, gathering their things, dressing and saying their goodbyes.
Her best friend, clearly intrigued, waved them off and continued the game with a final dare for Mike.
“Jess knows already, but we don’t. I dare you to take off those boxers, Mike.” She smiled slyly.
Mike chortled, nodding in acceptance.
Jess looked back to me with a smile, her hand had drifted between her legs and was occasionally touching the outline of my locked cock. Mike shifted his weight and Rachel unwillingly stood up, her thighs glistening. Mike gave a quick spank on her arse cheek as she removed herself from his lap, causing her to moan out. She sat down on her chair, trying to compose herself. Her best friend couldn’t keep her eyes off of Mike’s underwear as he removed them. His big cock sprang out free. It was so impressive. Rachel, Jess and her best friend didn’t break eye contact with it; he gave his cock a gentle tug as if he was adjusting it. Mike enjoyed the audience’s appreciation.
“Wow.” Rachel’s friend said with hunger in her eyes.
She adjusted in her seat. The jealousy rose in my head. Jess didn’t let up in her teasing of my caged cock, and I could feel myself getting close. Rachel’s friend was flustered, hot, and needed to relieve herself and took this opportunity to make her leave. She blew Rachel a kiss and said her goodbyes as she stood up and started walking down the hallways to the front door. Mike spoke up, breaking the silence.
“So Rachel, be a good girl for me and bend over the table, hands out in front. Present yourself for me.” He said it with confidence, not caring about whether the friend had left yet.
I let out a groan. I look over as her friend looks back, our eyes meet as she opens the door and leaves. Rachel doesn’t hesitate and follows his command. Her perfect peachy arse arched and stuck out for her master, legs spread. You could see her chest rising and falling, and her breath against the table surface. She waited, face down, eyes shut. Mike caressed her arse cheek with his hands. As his hand touched her skin, she jolted with excitement.
“You two, strip and get down here on your knees,” Mike commanded.
Jess and I dutifully followed. I didn’t care about my cage; I was transfixed on Rachel. Mike slipped a finger into Rachel, who let out a long moan. Swearing under her breath.
“Thank you, sir.” She breathed out.
I moved with Jess to kneel beside the table next to my girlfriend and Mike. He sat commandingly with his legs wide, his hard cock pointing upwards. Jess immediately leant closer, using only her mouth on his cock. She left her foot pressing and pushing against my caged cock and balls.
“No hands on that little locked cock.” Mike caught my hands touching myself, trying to feel something more. I was so close.
Rachel opened her eyes and looked over to me. Her mouth open, full of lust she moaned as Mike’s fingers continued thrusting in and out. She was soaking wet, dripping down her legs. The room filled with her moans, and the sound of Jess’s mouth on Mike’s cock.
“Your girlfriend is so wet, her pussy is so tight, should I stretch her open, cuck?” Mike looked over to me.
That name cut into me, my heart ached, but my cock flexed. I could hear the squelching sounds coming from her pussy. Rachel looked over needily, Jess’s eyes glanced as she licked his cock head.
“Yes, sir, please fuck her with your cock.” I heard the words leave my mouth.
My heartbeat was like thunder in my ears. I was trembling with excitement, jealousy and horniness. I couldn’t control myself, I felt my cock throbbing and the familiar feeling. This was too much for me. Too many thoughts in my mind. Rachel’s moans were too delicious. She was so turned on. I was too turned on. One more push of Jess’s foot into my balls and the first spurt of cum erupted from my cage, landing on Jess’s outstretched toes. I groaned loudly in pain and pleasure; it had been weeks. Mike laughed, but carried on in his movement, standing up, removing his wet cock from Jess’s mouth. My cock continued to spasm with small ropes of cum squirting out, covering Jess’s foot. I almost keeled over in pleasure and shock.
At the sounds of my struggling moans, Rachel looked over and moaned. Mike spanked Rachel’s cheeks, causing her to yelp. Her head jolting back with her mouth open. Mike’s cock brushed her arse cheeks as he stood behind her. She pushed back, desperate for it.
“Look at that, your little boyfriend has already cum, just at the thought of what I might do to this pussy, slut.” Mike spoke.
“oh fuck yes… Please fuck me, sir, please, I need that big cock.” Rachel begged.
Mike stood in position as he looked down at Jess and me. She knew what to do and pushed her foot towards my lips, and without much pause or protest, I stuck out my tongue to lick up my mess. Rachel was in her own world; she could feel the heat from his cock on her arse cheeks. She didn’t open her eyes to see what I was doing. Mike’s cock was the only thing on her mind. Her body was tingling with excitement and pleasure. She was splayed open, waiting impatiently.
“I’m going to fuck you now, my slut.” Mike spoke sternly.
He had one hand on his cock and the other opening, pulling at her arse cheek. He kicked her legs slightly further apart. Rachel was delirious. She had no control over her body.
“Hold him here.” Mike pointed, and Jess followed.
I had finished licking up my cum as Jess gripped my hair and moved me to the other side of the table. My heart was shuddering, I was coming down from my high, breathless, and all my energy was drained. I had no power over this situation; Mike was fully in control. I felt humiliated, pathetic, weak… I could do nothing to stop this towering man from stretching open my girlfriend’s pussy. Rachel wanted this. She needed this. She deserved this big, girthy cock. Jess held onto my hair, caressing me softly as if to try and prepare me. Mike spanked Rachel on the cheeks once more and then moved it to her hair and pulled her head back and up forcefully. Rachel gasped and moaned again, still with her eyes firmly shut. Mike adjusted his position, his thick muscular legs bending slightly, aiming his cock head at her opening.
It was as if time stood still. I was fixed on Rachel’s face, trying to see everything. Her eyebrows furrowed in pleasure, her mouth gasping, her cheeks red, the slightest beads of perspiration on her forehead. Her eyelids clenched and twitching. Mike’s cock was burning as he rubbed up and down against her clit and labia. Rachel was soaking, her wetness coating his thick cock head. He took his time, teasing her, pressing his head in slightly, only to pull back slightly, causing her to groan and beg. I sat there, powerless, but full of anticipation.
Finally, Mike pushed in, just the head of his cock, stretching open my girlfriend’s pussy. Rachel’s eyes shot open wide, glazed over in pleasure. She let out a deep, slutty moan and a breathless “fuck”. Mike grunted as he pushed deeper. Her lips suctioned to his thick cock, she was so tight. She felt every inch of his cock as it slid further inside her. This hot, thick cock was stretching her open in front of her boyfriend. I sat full of jealousy as she was impaled by Mike’s thick cock. Deeper and deeper, the cock opened her up. Mike stopped at halfway and pulled out slightly. Rachel moaned in pleasure.
“Its… so… big… oh my god. Fuck me. Please fuck me.” Rachel begged.
Jess kissed at my ear and gripped my balls again. I was too absorbed in the moment. I didn’t even feel her other hand drifting down my back to hold my ass. Rachel’s lips gripped Mike’s cock as he started to thrust gently.
“Do you want all of my cock, my slut?” Mike teased her.
Rachel couldn’t answer coherently, just moaned. Mike laughed and slid in until Rachel’s thighs were pressed against his. Rachel shuddered violently, her arms gripping the table. Mike held her hair as she bucked into him, grinding against him to feel as much of his cock as she could. She was having an orgasm, a deep, long, aching orgasm. It washed over her body in deep waves. Radiating from inside her. She almost felt faint, it was so intense. She had never been fucked so deeply. She had never been this stretched. She had never been this full. Mike’s cock was heavenly. Mike let his slut grind and ride out her orgasm. Rachel continued to cry out in pleasure, her body writhing uncontrollably, trying to squeeze out as much pleasure as she could. She had lost her mind over this cock. It took her a while to calm down enough to regain coherent thoughts. Her eyes suddenly connected with me, and I could see inside them the pleasure and desire burning. It looked like she was trying to say something to me. Mike spanked her hard on each cheek and then started to pound her.
She was so wet, the occasional queef and squelch could be heard between the slapping of Mike’s thighs on her arse. Hard clapping filled the room. Rachel was in ecstasy, moaning, groaning, drooling in pleasure. My girlfriend was getting fucked good by a much larger, thicker cock. The table shook with each powerful thrust. Rachel was his. Her pussy, her body, and her mind were now her masters. Every thrust was bringing her closer to orgasm again. Mike didn’t relent; his muscles tensed as he continued to plough into his slut. She took all of his cock, her lips gripped his girth as he pulled back. I sat watching. Jess still teasing me with kisses and some of her fingers tracing my cage. Her other hand had drifted down my back to my arse, and her fingers felt around my hole. I was wet with sweat. I let out a short gasp as I felt her run her finger around my hole. My cock twitching back into life.
Mike’s pace didn’t drop for minutes. He fucked her deeply, thrusting until his thighs smacked against her arse cheeks. Relentlessly pounding my girlfriend to another beautiful orgasm. She was completely cock drunk. Moaning and incoherently begging for more of his cock. Mike taunted me. Asking how it felt to see my girlfriend split open on another cock? How does it feel to see the pleasure in my girlfriend’s voice and face as she gets fucked? How does it feel to see her become a slut for a bigger cock? I couldn’t answer, my mind was horny mess. Rachel was lying there breathing deeply, hanging off of his cock, a small pool of spit on the table next to her open mouth.
As Rachel was coming down from her second orgasm, her body spread over the table, Mike eased his thick cock out of my girlfriend’s tight pussy. Rachel moaned as she felt empty. Mike pulled her by her hair and flipped her around, facing him, and went in to kiss her deeply. She was putty in his hands. When their tongues met, she melted in his strong arms. He picked her up effortlessly and walked over to the sofa. He put her down over the armrest on her stomach with her arms dangling slightly. She reached out so her palms supported her on the floor. Her arse stuck out upwards. Mike gave her cheeks a spank, and she winced but bit her lip in pleasure. He could do anything to her and she’d take it she told herself. Mike commanded Jess to prepare his cock, and she crawled over to kneel in front of him. Rachel braced herself.
“Sit on the floor in front of my slut, cuck.” Mike didn’t look at me. He was taking in my girlfriend’s splayed legs and wet holes.
I followed Jess’s lead and crawled over as Jess slobbered on her master’s cock, making it nice and wet. Mike gave Rachel another spank and used his finger to spread her wetness from her pussy to her arse. She shivered in reaction. I knelt down before my girlfriend, face to face. I gave her cheek a kiss and then sat back. She barely reacted to my kiss, but I saw the smile in her cheeks. Mike pulled out his cock with a pop sound and then stepped one foot onto the sofa. He lowered himself down into my Rachel again. Her moans rang out again. It was primal. Feeling the stretch, feeling the fullness, feeling her lips wrap around his cock, trying to milk it. Rachel was obsessed with his big thick cock. He quickly built up his pace, and her arms became weak to the power of his thrusts. Mike took her neck in his hands and held her up as he fucked her. She groaned, and her eyes were wide, looking deep into mine. She was loving this. Jess moved next to me, placing her right hand on my caged cock, and her left hand moved to play with my arse again. She was enjoying teasing me. I moaned at her touch. Suddenly, the Doorbell rang out. Mike was undisturbed, maintaining his rhythm. Rachel was in her own cock pounding world. I barely heard it in the back of my mind as I was too engrossed in watching my girlfriend’s face contort in pleasure. Jess looked up at Mike and then left me. She quickly slipped on her dress and walked to the door as it rang again.
I heard the door open, and suddenly my heart dropped to my stomach. Mike was pounding into Rachel relentlessly, the sounds of her arse splattering against his thighs, and her wild moans echoed around our home. She just about heard the interruption and tilted her head before Mike spanked her again, causing her to groan in pleasure. I froze, my face full of fear and nerves. I looked desperately towards the end of the hallway. Jess was talking with someone in hushed tones. I couldn’t quite make out who it was. Mike became more vocal.
“Take my cock, slut,” He bellowed.
Rachel could only groan out.
“Good slut, you like my cock, huh? You like being fucked by a big cock?
Rachel again could but barely moan out an agreement.
Whoever was at the door could definitely hear this. My cock throbbed in its cage. I heard footsteps coming down the corridor and Mike spoke out again.
“Take that cock my slut, how does that compare to your boyfriends?” He gritted his teeth as he thrusted.
Those words cut deep. I felt a rush of blood and humiliation wash all over me. My eyes were darting between the hallway and Rachel. She barely got her words out.
“So… much… bigger… so… fucking… good… fuck… me… I’m gonna… cum… again…” Each word separated by a powerful thrust deep into her pussy, filling her up. Satisfying her need for a big cock.
The footsteps drew closer, and Jess appeared and glanced over at us as she picked up a small bag and returned down the hallway. Mike’s cock was buried in Rachel’s pussy as he spanked her again with a good grip of her hair. She shuddered as her next orgasm hit her. A deep, long, out-of-control “Oh fuck” rang out of her mouth as her eyes rolled back. Her hands flailed about as she convulsed on Mike’s rock-hard cock that filled her up. She moaned. She writhed around in pleasure. Mike stood proud watching her lose herself on his cock. I heard the door open and a short few goodbyes, loud enough to tell their purpose as her best friend stepped out onto the street. My cock throbbed in its cage. Rachel’s body groaned in waves of intense pleasure as her lips still gripped his cock, milking him, her body was begging him for cum.
As Rachel swirled in her sexual bliss, Mike looked over to me with a smug smile as his large, glistening, rock-hard cock was sliding in and out of my girlfriend. Her eyes rolled back. Mouth open. Tongue out. Sweat-covered brow. She was loving it. My caged cock was leaking precum.