Sitting in Georges passenger seat as we drove home from the adult shop I was feeling like such a horny little slut. My stocking tops were on clear display below my black leather micro mini skirt. My sheer blouse was showing off my sexy bra and of course Georges cum from this morning was now sticky as it dried in my panties. It was a fantastic feeling and I was aching for George to take me again as soon as we got home.
We pulled into his drive and stopped. He quickly came around to my side of the car and helped me out and up on to my high heels. With his hand firmly on my bottom he guided me into the house. As I’d hoped, as soon as the door had been shut he pulled me towards him and was passionately kissing my face and neck. I could feel the hardness of his cock through his trousers. I noticed he’d unzipped my skirt which had now fallen to the floor. His hands were all over my bottom, pulling me closer into him.
He led me to the stairs and had me walk up first so he could see my arse wiggle above my seamed sheer stockings. We went into his bedroom and he guided me gently back on to the bed, He quickly removed his trousers, pants, shoes and socks and moved over me wearing just a casual shirt now partly unbuttoned. I instinctively parted my legs as he rested down in between them. He was kissing my neck, then my mouth, then my neck again while gently rubbing the girly cock in my panties between his firm body and my flat belly. I was in heaven, the feelings were so intense and I couldn’t stop my orgasm quickly filling my small panties.
I suspect he’d been waiting for my release as then reaching for some lube off the bedside table, he pulled a pillow under the small of my back and proceeded to make love to me in the missionary position. He was gently and loving, moving slowly with deep, rhythmic thrusts that were massaging my prostrate. It felt wonderful making love this way, and as another orgasm hit me he came too. He seemed to come forever filling me up more than he’d done before. We lay breathlessly together, my arms now wrapped tightly around him. I was such a lucky girl, I just couldn’t believe this was real.
It was now getting to early evening and I had a 3am start the following morning so very reluctantly I had to leave George and get myself ready to go home. I headed to the spare room where my things were. I cleaned off my slutty makeup reapplied a simple girl next door look, although I had to reapply the red lipstick as it matched the false nails I was still wearing. I put on a pair of nude 15 denier stockings, a simple sleeveless blue midi dress with a matching jacket and a pair of plain blue 7cm heels.
Heading downstairs George was waiting for me. We were both disappointed and sad to be parting. We kissed, carefully this time to avoid smudging my lipstick, and I left for home. The next few days were a blur as I was finalising the web implementation I was working on. This was now complete however I’d got no new contract lined up. The only work I had was a small, yet long term agreement for 1 or 2 days a month supporting a private clients home office setup. I was now speaking with George on the phone, often several times a day. It was literally the evening my contract completed that I found myself heading back to his house.
The night before he said he had a surprise lined up for me that involved the parcel he’d collected from the adult store when we went there together a few days ago. He wouldn’t say any more but had requested that I wear a short, but not too tight dress. The shorter the better. My hair should be up in a high ponytail. I was also to wear seamed stockings and my highest heels and be secured in my new chastity cage and the vibrating butt plug firmly in place. He said I shouldn’t wear any panties and that as soon as I arrived I should hand him the key to my chastity cage and the controls for my plug. Hearing this and thinking about dressing for him in this way was making me so horny and I could tell that this would make it very difficult to fit the chastity device.
I decided to take the chastity device to work with me as I figured that if I waited until the evening I’d never get it on. I’d already determined which base ring would be needed. Sure enough, after being engrossed by my final days work, I went into one of the gents toilet cubicles and with a little lube managed to fit the cage. My girly cock had immediately started to swell as the cage was secured and was now tightly filling its constraint. The feeling was a mixture of slight discomfort coupled with intense pleasure.
Wearing the cage was making me incredibly horny, so when I returned home from work I quickly showered, shaved and dressed as requested. I’d selected a black, sheer sleeved, shift dress that I wore with a thin black belt pulling it in at my waist. Having no panties on while wearing the cage was no longer an issue as of course there was no danger of my girly cock suddenly springing out. I added a black lace elasticated choker that covered my Adams apple. While it looked like a slightly quirky fashion choice it fitted quite well with what I was wearing and made me a little more passable should I be seen. Walking to the car in such a short dress, seamed stockings, high heels and no panties while being caged and plugged was such a turn on.
Soon I pulled into Georges drive and walked up to his front door. He opened the door while blocking the entrance, his hand was extended and open waiting for something. I quickly realised what he wanted and handed him the chastity cage pad lock key and the remote control for my vibrating butt plug. He invited me in, told me what a sexy little slut I looked. He asked me to twirl and flash my stockings, cage and plug for him. Which of course I did with great pleasure. I could see he had a bulge forming in his trousers so knew he liked what he saw.
I think he was trying for a dominant master role play effect however he quickly lost that by pulling me in for a long passionate kiss, hands caressing my bottom and saying how much he loved me. Back in role, he told me to go upstairs. He guided me into the spare room where I could see that the end of the bed frame had been setup with wrist and ankle straps as before.
He turned me around to stand facing the bed frame and put a blindfold on me. He then asked me to open my mouth as wide as possible. Not sure what to expect I soon felt him firmly secure a ball gag in my mouth and behind my head. The ball felt like firm silicone and had holes through it, I guess to prevent choking. I was really aroused and could feel my girly cock tightly constrained by the chastity cage and almost certainly leaking pre cum in anticipation. He then bent me over the bed frame, spread-eagled with my bare bottom in the air. The tension was electric.
I let out a small involuntary squeal as I felt the plug suddenly pulse in my anus. Then the crack of what must have been a wooden paddle landing on one of my bottom cheeks. He turned the vibrations on and off while changing the frequency and intensity of the paddling over the next 10 minutes or so. I would have cum hard if it was not for the cage. It had the effect of keeping me at a constant. low intensity orgasm which was an incredible feeling. I could feel my fluids leaking from my cage down my thighs and into my stocking tops.
I must have looked a real sight tied there, caged and plugged with glowing bottom cheeks. The paddling stopped just before the intense soreness turned to pain. I felt the plug being removed and sure enough it was replaced by Georges wonderful cock. He fucked me hard, slapping my now sore cheeks with each thrust before emptying a huge volume inside me. My legs were trembling with the waves of pleasure and excitement now pulsing through me. He undid my bonds and before standing me back upright reinserted the butt plug. He then told me to cross my wrists behind my back, which he secured tightly together. He left the blindfold on and removed the ball gag however he told me to keep my mouth wide open. My mouth was a little sore but I complied.
He now put a new gag in my mouth, one that held my mouth wide open while allowing unrestricted entry. He turned me around, removed my blindfold and told me to kneel in front of him and keep eye contact. The cage was still keeping me at a constant level of low-orgasm and I was now physically shaking with pleasure. He took his rapidly firming cock and started to thrust it deeper and deeper into my open mouth and throat. I could taste his cum and my own anal juices which just made me more excited. The plug started to vibrate and he proceeded to face fuck me, giving me plenty of time to recover from each thrust. My saliva was now streaming down my chin and on to my dress. He only managed a few minutes before cumming heavily in my mouth. The cum and saliva mix from my wedged open mouth ended up all down the front of my dress. The plugs vibrations and cages constraints had made me constantly stream more of my own fluids into my stocking tops.
He regained his composure, helped me up, removed the gag and kissed me passionately while reaching behind to release my wrists. As soon as I could, I moved my arms up around him and pulled him close, thanking him for such a wonderful surprise. We were both exhausted and I was a trembling mess. I’d never felt such a wild rush from sex before. It was almost magical.
It was now late and while I didn’t have work the following day, I’d stupidly arranged for my home boiler to be serviced at 9am so I needed to get back and ensure no evidence of Rebecca was visible. I felt so horny and still aroused by being in chastity that I decided to just redo my lipstick and leave as I was, wearing the very short and now heavily cum stained black dress, my cage, butt plug, no panties and the seamed stockings with the high heels I had on. After lots more kissing and thanking him for a fantastic evening, I said my goodbye’s to George and promised he could see a lot more of me now my contract had completed. At least until I got another one. He handed me back the controls to my vibrator and the key to my cage, although I said he should keep the latter for now.
On the drive home I noticed I was low on fuel and still feeling high with sexual excitement, I pulled into a large supermarket petrol forecourt that offered pay-at-pump. As I was filling up I got a few looks however an older gent, maybe early 70s, pulled up on the opposite side of my pump. I couldn’t help myself and pretended to bend down to adjust the nozzle in my tank which would clearly show him my seamed stockings, and maybe a little cheek from under my short dress. He had clearly had a pleasing view of my rear and was now struggling to open his filler cap while still looking my way. I had finished filling my car and before I got back in, I turned to him and said, “Can I help you with that?” and then added “I’m so sorry my dress is such a mess, my boyfriend is a very heavy cummer”. He shook his head slowly while saying a quiet “I'm fine thank you my dear”, his mouth was still open as I set off home. Naughty girl.
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