Boldlyhardobject - Untitled

Cuando hay tanta confianza y complicidad que los celos dejan de ser limitantes

I may be your daughter's best friend, but I'm also a girl with needs that I want you to satisfy. Do I really have to spell it out? I want you to fuck me- and I always get what I want...

45 minutes later

Wow, for an older guy you certainly have some stamina, I've had boyfriends that couldn't make me cum that hard! But now I'm afraid if you don't want me to tell your daughter all about this you'll do exactly as I say, starting with locking on this chastity cage. You I also have a need to dominate, to enslave men, and you're going to be my first. I'll take ownership of your cock and make sure it never gets hard or cums without my permission ever again.

Chastity has been my fantasy for many years. It sure as heck wasn't hers but she indulged me at times. It wasn't her thing and that was perfectly fine.

We were both very happy and satisfied with our sex life.

With her about to leave for a shoot we'd been quite frisky and she'd kept me locked since Friday evening. It was amazing being her submissive slave these last few days. We spend most of the time naked and being intimate with each other.

On Sunday especially she seemed insatiable. She woke me up and ordered me to eat her out. I was throbbing instantly even when I was half-awake my tongue eagerly eat her out to a first climax of the today. Then as we were both breathing heavily, she took me into the bathroom for a shower.

That quickly ended up in round two, with me pressing her up against the wall, my caged cock rubbing against her thighs as my fingers worked her already soaking wet pussy even before we turned on the shower. She clutched me tightly as I was leaking precum on her leg as she came again.

Only after I made her cum did we actually shower. Of course we didn't get dressed after. WE took plenty of time drying each other off before we finally went downstairs for breakfast. She kept touching my caged cock as we ate, rubbing and squeezing it. Feeling the precum make her fingerstips wet.

She grinned as I watched her suckle them clean before taking a sip of her tea.

The rest of the day was filled with more worship and teasing. We didn't even to finish breakfast properly before I had her on her back on the dinner table making her scream again, then another orgasm on the sofa until she made me stop as she was getting too sensitive.

She spent the next hour giving me 'head'. Her tongue licking my caged cock. I was so close to cumming several time as she kept having to stop as I wasn't allowed to release a single drop of my seed.

The afternoon was a bit calmer for her.. I was still horny as all hell as we watched a movie, cuddled up together on the sofa and after dinner she made me fuck her with a strap-on which was just the biggest mind-fuck I ever experienced to date.

The way she praised my big fat cock as she moaned like a fucking whore creaming all over my 'dick' had me trembling. I had to stop a few times as I felt so close to cumming. Just watching her gorgeous body squirm and writhe as she the sexiest noises came out of her mouth as I fucked her.

The basering felt so tight around my shaft, keeping me from cumming as I could only enjoy the pleasure she was experiencing and after two mind-shattering orgasms she fell asleep in my arms.

So.. now we were here, her bags were packed and ready to go and she was about to head out the door but I was still locked up.

"W.wait, honey!?" I suddenly exclaimed as she was about to leave.

"hhmm?" She hummed with a devious delight that my my whole body pulse with submissive desire.

"A.aren't you going to unlock me?"

Her face said enough. The tiniest shake of the head. Then as I shuddered from the realization that after all that I was staying locked for months. She just stared at me, briefly raised her eyebrows telling me everything without her needing to say another word.

"Dichen." I whimpered. My soft, submissive tone made her smile so brightly my heart basically melted right there and then.

My fetish had spilled over and this was no longer a fun little weekend game. She owned my cock now.

"I love you too, honey." She purred before taking her leave.

She really did appreciate the way her husband always did his best to endure the pleasures she offered him. She found those quiet little sounds that escaped him and those anguished grimaces on his face when he tried so hard to hold back to maximize her pleasure to be adorable, cute and sexy.

Still, there were times when the devil whispering in her ear provoked her in to reminding him that his ability to withstand the pleasures of her sweet, soft pussy were solely dependent upon her desire for him to do so.

In other words, sometimes the mood struck her to give him a little reminder that if she wanted to make him cum that there was no amount of focus... no amount of willpower... no amount of reciting baseball statistics in his head that would allow him to withstand the irresistible pleasures her pussy could inflict upon him.

Today was one of those days.

She approached him with hips swaying, then reached beneath her dress to peel down her warm, moist panties. After allowing them to dangle teasingly from her fingertips for a moment she tossed them aside then knelt between his legs, wasting little time freeing his cock.

Within moments her soft hands and teasing tongue had coaxed him in to just the condition she wanted. Moving up to join him, she straddled his lap and in one slow, graceful motion took him deep inside, her pussy claiming his cock as its captive prisoner.

The moment her body went in to action her husband gasped softly, his muscles tensing and a look of concern washing over his face. She smirked inwardly, well aware of what was causing his plight. Rather than allowing him a moment to become acclimated to the velvety soft tightness of her pussy she was instead immediately unleashing the power of her female sexuality upon him.

Her hips were already moving up and down... erotically undulating forward and back... sinuously moving in that way that allowed her pussy to mercilessly pleasure his cock.

And at the same time her exquisitely honed muscles were already squeezing and releasing... clenching and rippling... the hot, soft wetness of her pussy like a vise of silk clamping around him, intent on milking him of his male essence.

She smiled inwardly at the obvious sense of panic and helplessness in his voice when within moments he was already groaning, "Baby.... my god...."

Never breaking her erotic movements she took his face between her hands. Her voice was soft, gentle, and reassuring as she murmured, "Shhh, I know baby... it's ok. Don't try to fight it, you can't.... just give in... enjoy it... that's what I want."

With her hips rolling seductively and the muscles of her pussy relentlessly working over his cock he had no prayer. She emitted a soft purr of triumph when his head fell forward in defeat, the perfumed softness of her cleavage only adding to her sensual entrapment of this now helplessly aroused man.

She could feel his sense of embarrassment and helplessness at his inability to resist her, making her drip with arousal and the rush of sexual power that she could wield over this man. And as his body surrendered to hers, she cooed softly in his ear, urging him on.

"That's it baby.... just like that.... cum... cum for me... I want you to feel how my pussy can milk every... last... drop from you."

Moments later with his spent body still trembling beneath hers he tried to apologize. "Baby, I'm so sorry. I tried to hold back but...."

Quickly though she interrupted him, smiling as her fingers stroked through his hair. "Shhh, hush... I know. Sweetheart, I love the way you always try to hold back for me, really I do. But still, I don't want you to forget, if I want you to cum... you're going to cum... and there is absolutely nothing you can do to stop it."

"Oh god....," he moaned softly.

In a soft voice she purred, "You understand that, don't you?"

Still panting, he replied, "Oh yes. I understand perfectly."

With a wicked grin slowly forming on her face she teased, "Good. Because I know you might be thinking that I've finished having my way with you, but trust me honey, I haven't."

She smiled at his gasp when she allowed the muscles of her pussy to once again resume clutching and tugging at his cock that was still imprisoned within her. And at the sound of his moan of pleasure being muffled in to her cleavage she laughed softly, purring, "You are sooo mine, baby."

Becoming the youngest female managing director in the company’s history was an incredible achievement but could be extremely stressful at times. I had a huge amount of responsibility and the only way I could cope with the stress and demands that came along with the job was to have my own stress relieving equipment installed in my office. Some people had those little rubber balls they would squeeze to reduce stress, but I decided to go for the one thing that I loved doing more than anything else and that never failed to make me feel wonderfully calm and serene.

I had two holes cut into one wall of my office and a steady supply of very large thick cocks that I could wrap my hands around whenever I requested them. There was nothing I adored more than the feel of a huge cock in my hand and stroking it back and forth, feeling it get harder just for me. So being able to request two huge cocks whenever I wanted was incredible. A few minutes after my request two big hard cocks would appear through the holes and I would take a cock in each hand and stroke them however I wanted. Slow and teasing, hard and fast, any way I desired and it felt so amazingly relaxing every time I had another couple of big cocks to play with.

Sometimes I would stroke and play with them but wouldn’t make them cum as it was a big power trip to have all the power and control over such big hard cocks. Other times I would stroke them off until they exploded with cum, pumping them dry, spurting sticky cum everywhere. It all depended on my mood really. I never knew the men who I was jerking off and I didn’t want to know. The mystery of not knowing who I was jerking off was all part of the fun. I know what you are wondering. Did I ever do more than just handjobs? Well let’s just say some guys were luckier than other guys 😉