A first weekend with Sara - Sex Stories

A first weekend with Sara

... I could be allowing for the cage.

I was quite relieved when our little outing came to an end. The drive home was brief and the conversation was more light-hearted. When we reached my apartment block I went to the boot and picked out Sara’s bags, leaving Rachels for her to take home. The girls chatted whilst I did this. We then said our farewells and Rachel headed off, leaving Sara and I to wander back to my flat, with me still loaded up with bags.

As soon as we entered the flat we both headed straight into the living room and, dumping the shopping bags on the floor, flopped down together on the sofa.

“So what was going on with you and Rachel?” I asked.

“What do you mean?” replied Sara innocently.

“Well flashing Rachel in the changing booth, nipples at lunch and those awful innuendoes.”

“OK. I’ll come clean” said Rachel “While we were picking out undies, I told Rachel I had you in a cock cage. I said it would be fun to tease you a little bit. I asked her if she was game, and it turns out she was.”

“Well, it all makes sense now, but Rachel and I haven’t done anything kinky together since we were a couple. We’ve been pretty well strictly platonic for nearly 20 years.” I was surprised that Sara had got Rachel to agree so easily.

“She wasn’t playing with you. She was playing with me today.” Sara explained. “Anyway, enough chatter. I want to get you out of that cage and have a bit more fun.”

Well, I wasn’t going to argue with her.

“Get your clothes ...

... off. I need to get some bits and bobs from the bedroom.”

I didn’t waste any time undressing and Sara wasn’t away for long. She returned with my bag of ropes and a blindfold.

She gestured for me to sit on the coffee table.

I didn’t hesitate.

She went down on her knees and moved my legs so they were on either side of the end of the table. Taking a rope she carefully bound my ankles to the table legs. I couldn’t bring my legs together at all.

She then pushed me backwards, so I was lying with my head at the other end of the table. Taking my arms, she bound each wrist and then pulled them below the table. She tied my wrist ropes together below me, so I was cuffed to the table. I had a bit of movement in my arms.

Gently lifting my head she positioned a cushion under me and then pulled the blindfold over my head rendering me sightless.

I could sense that she’d sat down and felt her take hold of now swollen balls. My cock responded rapidly to her touch, filling the cage.

“Seems such a shame to set him free,” she said as she stroked me through the cage.

I felt her fingers on the padlock and heard the familiar “click” as she released me. My cock swelled more and pushed the cage away from me. I felt her sliding it off. She struggled to get the ring off but after a little pushing and squeezing my cock was finally free.

She gripped my cock and massaged my balls. I was so hard I was aching.

I could feel her pulling my balls downwards and then wrapping rope ...