Chapter 2: Building Tension
The morning sun crept through the sheer curtains, casting a golden glow across the bedroom. The air was thick with the scent of sex and sweat, mingling with the faint aroma of the unlit candle on the nightstand. Casey stirred slightly, his body still pressed against Mary’s, his caged cock nestled between the soft, warm cheeks of her ass. The silicone cage was still locked in place, the catheter inside him a constant, unrelenting presence. His breath was shallow, his mind still foggy from the intensity of the night before.
Mary was still asleep, her breathing deep and even, her body relaxed against his.
Casey, however, was wide awake, his mind racing with the events of the night before. He could still feel the catheter inside him, the silicone filling him completely, the sensation both foreign and strangely exhilarating. He shifted slightly, his body responding to the feeling, his cock twitching in its cage.
He looked down at Mary, her big, gorgeous feet still resting on his chest, her huge, perfect ass pressed against him. He couldn't help but think about how she had used him, how she had made him her little fucktoy, her cock cage slut. The memory sent a jolt of electricity through him, a mix of embarrassment and excitement coursing through his veins.
He could still feel the way she had used him, the way she had made him beg, the way she had pushed him to his limits. And he wanted more. He wanted to feel that way again, that mix of pleasure and pain, that feeling of being completely at her mercy.
He reached down, his fingers tracing the length of his cock, still trapped in the cage. He could feel the way it pulsed under his touch, the way it strained against the silicone, and it made him groan, a low, guttural sound that rumbled in his chest.
"Mary," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.
"I want to feel you again. Mary stirred slightly, her eyes fluttering open, a soft smile playing on her lips. She looked down at him, her gaze meeting his, and she could see the hunger in his eyes, the need. She shifted slightly, her body pressing against his, her ass grinding against his cock, still trapped in its cage.
"Mmm, I can feel you," she purred, her voice low and sultry. "You're so hard for me, baby. You want to fuck me, don't you?"
Casey nodded, his breath coming in short gasps. I want to fuck you so bad.
Mary's eyes flashed with a mix of triumph and desire, her fingers still tracing the length of his cock, still trapped in the cage. She could see the hunger in his eyes, the need, and it sent a shiver down her spine. But she wasn't going to fuck him. Not yet. Not until she was ready.
"Not today, baby," she purred, her voice low and sultry. "You're not going to cum for at least a week. I'm going to tease you, Casey. I'm going to make you beg for it. I'm going to make you my little cock cage slut."
Casey's eyes widened, his breath coming in short gasps as he struggled to process her words. He could feel the heat of her body against his, the way her ass ground against his cock, still trapped in its cage, and it sent a jolt of electricity through him.
He let out a low moan, his hips bucking slightly, desperate for release. Mary chuckled, a low, sultry sound that sent a shiver down his spine.
"Oh, you want to fuck me, do you?" she taunted, her voice dripping with amusement. "Well, you're not going to anytime soon, baby. Not until I'm ready."
She shifted her weight, her ass grinding against his cock, the silicone cage rubbing against his sensitive skin. He let out another moan, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. She could feel the way he was struggling, the way he was desperate for release, and it made her smile.
"Good boy," she purred, her voice low and sultry. "You're learning to be a good little cock cage slut, aren't you?"
Mary whispered, her voice laced with dominance. She could see the struggle in Casey's eyes, the way his jaw was clenched, the way his fingers were curled into fists at his sides. She knew he was fighting the urge to beg, to plead with her to let him come, and it made her pussy throb with desire.
She shifted her weight, her ass grinding against his cock, still trapped in its cage. She could feel the way it pulsed, the way it strained against the silicone, and it made her smile, a wicked, predatory smile that sent a shiver down his spine.
"Please, Mary," Casey groaned, his voice ragged.
"I can't take it anymore. I need to come. I need to feel you around me." "Not yet, baby. You're going to learn to wait for it. You're going to learn to enjoy the anticipation." Mary's voice was firm, but her eyes held a spark of mischief. Casey let out a low moan, his hips bucking slightly, desperate for release.
She shifted her weight again, her ass grinding against his cock, the silicone cage rubbing against his sensitive skin.
She shifted again and placed her feet on the cage , pressing down with all her weight. Casey let out a loud groan, his hips bucking up, trying to escape the intense pressure. Mary just smiled, enjoying the sight of him squirming beneath her. I can feel every inch of you against me." "That's the point, baby. I want you to feel me.
I want you to feel how much I want you," Mary purred, her voice low and sultry. "You're killing me. I can't take it anymore. Please, let me come. Let me feel you around me."
Mary's eyes flashed with a mix of triumph and desire as she firmly grabbed his cage with one hand and the catheter eith the other . She slowly pulled it out, inch by inch, her eyes locked onto Casey's face, watching his expressions change from discomfort to pleasure.
"Fuck, Mary," Casey groaned, his voice ragged as the catheter was almost out. She stopped though and began pushing it back in
, making him squirm and moan. "You're a cruel bitch, you know that?" he panted.
Mary just laughed, a low, sultry sound that sent a shiver down his spine. "I know, baby. I'm your cruel bitch. And you love it, don't you?" She pushed the catheter back in, just a little more, and Casey let out a low moan, his hips bucking slightly.
"Fuck yes, I love it," he admitted, his voice filled with desperation. "Please, Mary. Please let me come. I need it so bad."
Mary's eyes flashed with a mix of triumph and desire. She patted his balls firmly , making him gasp. "You're going to learn to wait, Casey. You're going to learn to enjoy the anticipation. And when I finally let you come, it's going to be so fucking good for you."
She sat on the chair in front of him and spread her legs wide. "Eat it." Mary's voice was firm, her eyes locked onto Casey's face as she spread her legs wide, her pussy on full display. Casey's breath hitched as he looked at her, his eyes widening at the sight of her glistening folds, the way her clit was already swollen and hard, begging for attention.
He leaned forward, his tongue darting out to lick at her, tasting her sweetness. Mary moaned, her hips bucking slightly as she felt the heat of his tongue against her skin. She could feel the way he was exploring her, the way he was learning her body, and it sent a shiver down her spine.
She reached down, her fingers tangling in his hair, guiding him, encouraging him. Lick my pussy like you mean it."
Casey's tongue swirled around her clit, his lips sucking gently, his breath hot against her skin. She moaned, her hips grinding against his face, her body trembling with the effort of holding back.
"Fuck, Casey. That feels so good. Don't stop, baby.
Casey's tongue was relentless, his lips and mouth working in tandem, sucking and licking, tasting every inch of her. He could feel her body tensing, her breath coming in short gasps, and he knew she was close. He wanted to make her come, to taste her pleasure on his tongue.
He slipped a finger inside her, curling it upwards, finding that sweet spot that made her gasp. "Oh, fuck yes. Right there, baby. Fuck me with your fingers.
Make me come, Casey. I want to feel your tongue and your fingers inside me when I come." Casey's fingers pumped in and out of her, his tongue still swirling around her clit, his mouth sucking and licking, driving her wild.
He added another finger, stretching her, filling her completely. She moaned, her hips bucking against his hand, riding his fingers, chasing her orgasm. "Fuck, yes. Just like that, baby.
I'm going to come all over your face. I want you to lick it all up, every last drop. Show me how much you love my pussy, Casey."
Casey's fingers moved faster, his tongue working her clit with expert precision. He could feel her body tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He knew she was close, and he wanted to push her over the edge.
"Fuck, Mary. You taste so good. I love eating your pussy. I love making you come."
Mary's hips bucked against his face, her body trembling with the effort of holding back. "I'm close, baby. So close. Don't stop. He moved his face in a frenzy , his tongue darting in and out of her, his fingers curling inside her, hitting that spot that made her see stars. Mary's body tensed, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She could feel the orgasm building, the pressure coiling in her belly, ready to explode. I'm going to come. Please don't stop."
"Come for me, Mary. Come all over my face.
I want to taste you, Mary. I want to feel your pussy pulse around my fingers." Casey's voice was ragged, his breath hot against her skin. Mary's body responded to his words, her hips bucking against his face, her pussy clenching around his fingers. She was so close, she could feel it, the pressure building, the tension coiling in her belly. I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come so fucking hard." Mary's voice was a low, guttural moan, her body trembling with the effort of holding back. Casey could feel her body tensing, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she came all over his face. He could taste her, the sweetness of her pussy, the saltiness of her juices, and it was intoxicating. He licked and sucked, his tongue darting in and out of her, his fingers still buried deep inside her, feeling her pussy pulse around them. That was amazing. I can't believe you made me come like that." Mary's voice was breathless, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
Casey looked up at her, his face glistening with her juices, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "I told you I love eating your pussy, Mary.
And I fucking love making you come. But now, I want to fuck you. Casey's voice was firm, his eyes locked onto Mary's, his desire clear.
Mary's eyes flashed with a mix of excitement and defiance. "You think you're ready for that, baby? You think you can handle me?"
Casey nodded, his jaw set in determination. "I can handle you, Mary. I want to fuck you hard. I want to make you scream my name."
Mary's pussy throbbed at his words, her body responding to his dominance But she was going to stick to her plan. " Go get cleaned up and get dressed. We have places to go today." Then she kicked him once in the balls And walked out without saying another word.
" Casey let out a low groan, his body curling into a ball as the pain radiated through him. He could feel the heat of her body leaving his, the cool air of the bedroom replacing it, and it made him shiver. He lay there for a moment, his breath coming in short gasps, his body still trembling from the intensity of the orgasm. He could still feel the way she had used him, the way she had made him her little fucktoy, her cock cage slut, and it sent a jolt of electricity through him.
He looked down at his cock, still trapped in its cage, the silicone filling him completely.
He could feel the way it pulsed, the way it strained against the silicone, and it made him groan, a low, guttural sound that rumbled in his chest. He wanted to fuck her so bad, to feel her pussy around him, to lose himself in her.
He stood up, his body still trembling from the aftershocks of his orgasm, and made his way to the bathroom. He turned on the shower, the hot water cascading over his body, washing away the remnants of Mary's juices. He could still smell her on him, the sweet scent of her pussy, and it made his cock twitch in its cage.
He reached down, his fingers tracing the length of it, the silicone cool against his skin. He could feel the way it pulsed, the way it strained against the silicone, and it made him groan, a low, guttural sound that echoed in the bathroom.
He stepped out of the shower, his body still glistening with water, and grabbed a towel. He dried off, his mind still racing with thoughts of Mary, of the way she had used him, the way she had made him her little fucktoy. He could still feel the way her ass had ground against his cock, the way her feet had pressed down on his cage, and it sent a shiver down his spine.
But he knew he had to wait, had to follow her rules. He just hoped he could last the week.
Casey got dressed, his body still humming with desire. He could feel the silicone cage rubbing against his skin, a constant reminder of his predicament. He looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes locked onto his caged cock. He let out a low groan, his fingers tracing the length of it, the silicone cool against his skin.
He could hear Mary moving around in the bedroom, the sound of her voice as she talked on the phone, the rustle of fabric as she got dressed.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart, trying to focus on anything other than the throbbing ache in his cock. He knew he had to wait, had to follow her rules, but it was fucking torture.
He made his way downstairs, his body still humming with desire. He walked into the kitchen, the smell of coffee filling the air. Mary was standing at the counter, her back to him, her phone pressed to her ear. She was wearing a tight pair of yoga pants and a loose-fitting tank top, her hair pulled back into a messy bun.
Casey could see the outline of her ass, the way it filled out the pants, and it made his cock twitch in its cage. He could feel the silicone rubbing against him, the pressure building, and it was fucking torture.
Mary turned around, her eyes meeting his, and she could see the hunger in his gaze. She smirked, a wicked glint in her eye. "Morning, baby. You're looking a little... frustrated." She emphasized the last word, her eyes flicking down to his crotch.
Casey let out a low growl, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. "You know exactly what you're doing to me, Mary.
You're enjoying this, aren't you? You like seeing me like this, all fucking horny and desperate for your pussy." Casey's voice was low and gravelly, his eyes locked onto Mary's, his desire clear.
Mary's smirk widened, her eyes flashing with amusement. "You're damn right I am, baby. I love seeing you all worked up, all ready to beg for it. It's so fucking hot."
Casey took a step closer, his body tense, his eyes never leaving hers. "I'm not begging, Mary. I'm telling you. I'm telling you that I want to fuck you.
I want to feel your pussy around me, to hear you scream my name as I pound into you. I want to make you come so hard that you can't walk straight for a week. I want to make you mine, Mary. I want to make you my fucktoy, my little cock cage slut."
Mary's eyes widened at his words, a mix of shock and excitement flashing across her face. She could feel the heat of his gaze, the intensity of his desire, and it sent a shiver down her spine. She took a step back, her body pressing against the counter behind her, her breath coming in short gasps.
"Fuck, Casey," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
"You're talking so dirty, baby. I love it." She bit her lip, her eyes locked onto his, her body trembling with anticipation. Casey could see the desire in her gaze, the way her pupils were dilated, the way her breath was coming in short, sharp gasps. He knew she wanted him, knew she was as turned on as he was, and it spurred him on.
He took another step closer, his body pressing against hers, his hands gripping her hips, pulling her against him. He could feel the heat of her body, the way her tits pressed against his chest, the way her hips fit perfectly against his. But they had things to do so she pushed him back and walked towards the door telling him to follow.
"We have places to be, Casey. You can fuck me later." She smirked over her shoulder at him, her hips swaying seductively. Casey let out a low growl, his cock throbbing in its cage, but he followed her out the door.
They spent the day running errands, Mary's mood light and playful, Casey's tense and frustrated. Every time she touched him, every time she brushed past him, he could feel his cock pulse in its cage, the silicone rubbing against him, driving him crazy. He could see the way she was enjoying his discomfort, the way she was teasing him, and it made him want her even more.
He could feel the silicone cage rubbing against his cock, the pressure building, the need to come almost unbearable.
They stopped at a cafe. Mary had made plans to have lunch with a couple of her friends.
Casey, still horny and frustrated, was invited to join them. They sat at a table outside, the sun warm on their skin, the sound of laughter and chatter filling the air. Mary's friends were oblivious to the tension between them, to the way Casey's eyes kept flicking to Mary's tits, to the way she kept crossing and uncrossing her legs, giving him a tantalizing glimpse of her panties.
Casey's cock was throbbing in its cage, the silicone rubbing against him, driving him crazy. He could feel the pressure building, the need to come almost unbearable. He shifted in his seat, trying to find a comfortable position, but it was impossible.
He could feel the silicone cage rubbing against him, the pressure building, the need to come almost unbearable. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, but it was no use. He could feel the heat of Mary's gaze on him, could see the way she was watching him, her eyes filled with amusement and desire.
"Casey, are you okay?" one of Mary's friends asked, her brow furrowed with concern. "You look a little... flushed."
Mary smirked, her eyes locked onto Casey's. "Oh, he's just a little... excited, aren't you, baby?" She emphasized the last word, her voice low and sultry. She extended her leg under-the-table and placed Her foot on his crotch, Tapping his cage with her toes.
Casey's breath hitched, his eyes widening as he felt the pressure of her foot against his cock. He could feel the silicone cage rubbing against his sensitive skin, the pressure building, the need to come almost unbearable.
"Oh, fuck, Mary," he groaned, his voice low and desperate.
He could feel the heat of her foot through his pants, the way she was rubbing against him, the way she was teasing him. His cock was throbbing in its cage, the silicone rubbing against him, driving him crazy.
Mary's foot was still on his crotch, her toes tapping against his cage, teasing him, driving him wild.
"Mary, please," he groaned, his voice low and desperate. "I can't take this anymore."
Mary's eyes flashed with amusement and desire. She leaned in close, her voice low and sultry. " We can talk about this later when we are not having lunch with my friends." Mary whispered, her voice low and sultry. "I want to play with you later, Casey. I want to make you beg for it." She emphasized the last word, her eyes locked onto his, a wicked glint in her gaze.
Casey's breath hitched, his cock throbbing in its cage, the pressure building, the need to come almost unbearable. He could feel the heat of her foot against him, the way she was rubbing against him, the way she was teasing him. Her friend Jane noticed her necklace with the key attached to it and asked about it. Mary smiled, said it was a new piece of jewelry she was trying out and asked her if she liked it and would want to wear it for a couple days.
Jane said she loved it and would love to wear it. Mary then said she would give it to her for a few days. Jane was thrilled and said she would take care of it. Mary smiled and handed it over. Casey watched the exchange, his mind racing with thoughts of what was to come later. He could feel the anticipation building, the heat of desire pooling in his belly.
After lunch, they made their way back to the car. Mary's friends said their goodbyes, and they were left alone. Casey could feel the tension between them, the unspoken promise of what was to come. He could see the way Mary was looking at him, her eyes filled with desire and amusement.
She knew exactly what she was doing to him, knew exactly how much she was teasing him. And he fucking loved it.
As soon as they were in the car, Mary turned to him, her eyes locked onto his. "You've been a good boy today, Casey. You've followed my rules, you've waited for me. And now, I think it's time for your reward."
Casey's breath hitched, his cock throbbing in its cage. You're killing me. I can't wait any longer. I need to fuck you.
Mary smirked, her eyes flashing with excitement. "Oh, baby.
You have no idea how much I've been looking forward to this," Mary purred, her voice low and sultry. She reached over and grabbed Casey's crotch, squeezing it firmly, making him groan. "You've been such a good boy, waiting for me, following my rules. Please. I need to feel your pussy around me."
Mary's eyes flashed with excitement. "Oh, you're going to fuck me, baby.
But first, I want to play with you," Mary said, her voice a low purr. She undid her seatbelt and leaned over, her hand reaching for Casey's crotch. She could feel the hard bulge of his cock, trapped in its silicone cage, and it made her pussy throb with anticipation.
Casey groaned as Mary's hand cupped him, her fingers tracing the outline of his cock through his pants. I need to come so bad."
Mary smirked, her eyes locked onto his. "I know you do, baby. And I'm going to make you come. But not yet. First, I want to play with you." Mary's voice was low and sultry, her eyes locked onto Casey's, her hand still cupping his caged cock. She could feel the heat of him through his pants, the way he was throbbing, desperate for release. She loved the power she had over him, loved the way she could make him beg.
Casey groaned, his hips bucking slightly as Mary's hand squeezed him. I can't take this anymore. I need to come." "Oh, you're going to come, baby. But not yet. They arrived home and Mary led Casey to the bedroom. She pushed him onto the bed, her eyes gleaming with excitement and anticipation. "Take off your clothes, Casey. I want to see you, all of you."
Casey quickly complied, stripping off his shirt and pants, revealing his caged cock. Mary's eyes widened as she saw it, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. "Fuck, that's hot," she murmured, her voice thick with desire.
She walked over to the dresser and pulled the drawer open.
She reached in and pulled out a small, black leather bag. She unzipped it, revealing a collection of toys and tools. She pulled out a purple strapon and a bottle of lube. She turned to Casey, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "I've been thinking about this all day, Casey. I've been thinking about how much I want to fuck you, how much I want to make you come. But first, I want to play with you." She slipped on the harness , securing the strapon in place. She squirted some lube onto her fingers and rubbed it onto the silicone cock, making it slick and shiny. She looked up at Casey, her eyes filled with lust. "Get on your hands and knees, baby. I want to fuck you from behind."
Casey's breath hitched, his eyes wide with anticipation and a hint of fear. He had never been fucked before, and the thought of Mary's strapon inside him sent a shiver down his spine. But he trusted her, and the thought of giving himself over to her completely was intoxicating.
He got on his hands and knees, his heart pounding in his chest, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He could feel the cool air on his skin, the soft carpet beneath him, and the anticipation was almost too much to bear.
Mary walked over to him, her hips swaying seductively, her eyes locked onto his ass. She ran her hands over his cheeks, squeezing them, spreading them apart. "Fuck, you have such a beautiful ass, Casey," she murmured, her voice thick with desire. "I can't wait to fuck it." Mary's voice was low and husky, her eyes gleaming with lust as she positioned herself behind Casey. She could see the way his ass was spread, the way his hole was exposed and ready for her. She ran her fingers over his skin, tracing the curve of his ass, the line of his spine. She could feel the heat of his body, the way his muscles tensed under her touch.
Casey let out a low moan, his body trembling with anticipation.
He could feel the cool silicone of the strapon pressing against his hole, the pressure building as Mary pushed against him. "Relax, baby," Mary murmured, her voice low and soothing. "Just breathe and let me in." Casey took a deep breath, trying to relax his body, trying to let Mary in. He could feel the pressure building, the way his body was resisting, but he pushed back against her, willing himself to open up.
"Fuck, you're so tight, Casey," Mary groaned, her voice thick with desire. "But you're taking it like a good boy." She grabbed his balls to have something to pull on to help her push in. "Fuck, you're so tight, baby. She pushed in a little more, the silicone head of the strapon stretching him. "Oh, fuck, Mary," Casey groaned, his fingers digging into the comforter. "You're so big." Mary chuckled, her hips moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm. I want to feel you stretch around me." She pushed in a little more, the silicone head of the strapon pressing against his prostate. Casey let out a low moan, his body trembling with pleasure. That feels so good." Mary smiled, her eyes gleaming with lust as she pulled harder on his balls. "You like that, don't you? You like feeling my cock inside you, stretching you out." She pushed in a little more, the silicone head of the strapon pressing deeper into his prostate. "Fuck, yes," he groaned, his fingers digging into the comforter. "I love it. I love feeling you inside me." Mary's hips moved in a slow, deliberate rhythm, her cock sliding in and out of his ass, the silicone head pressing against his prostate with each thrust. "That's it, baby," she murmured, her voice low and sultry. "Take it all." Mary growled, her grip on Casey's balls tightening, pulling him back onto her cock. "I want to feel myself all the way inside you, baby. I want to fucking own you."
Casey let out a loud groan, his body tensing as Mary's strapon slid in deeper, filling him completely. You're so deep. I can feel you everywhere." He panted, his fingers clawing at the bedsheets, his ass pushing back against her, eager for more.
Mary let out a low chuckle, her hips moving in slow, deliberate circles, grinding against Casey's ass. "You love it, don't you, you little cock cage slut?
You love having my cock inside you, stretching you out, making you feel like a little fucktoy." Mary's voice was low and dirty, her words sending a shiver down Casey's spine. He could feel the way she was using him, the way she was making him her little fucktoy, and it made his cock throb in its cage.
"Yes, Mary," he groaned, his fingers digging into the bedsheets, his ass pushing back against her, eager for more. I love being your fucktoy. I love having your cock inside me."
Mary growled, her hips moving faster, pulling his balls harder each time, her cock sliding in and out of Casey's ass with ease.
"You're mine, Casey. My little cock cage slut. My fucktoy." She leaned forward, her hands gripping his hips, her fingers digging into his skin. "I own you, Casey. Every inch of you is mine to use, to fuck, to play with." She thrust harder, her cock slamming into him, making him moan and gasp. "Say it, Casey. Say you're mine."
Casey's breath hitched, his body trembling with pleasure and pain. "I'm yours, Mary. Your fucktoy. Your little cock cage slut."
"Yes, Mary," he groaned, his fingers clawing at the bedsheets, his ass pushing back against her, eager for more. "I'm your fucktoy. Your little cock cage slut. I'm yours to use, to fuck, to play with."
Mary growled, her hips moving faster, her cock slamming into him with each thrust. "That's right, baby. You're mine.
She tightened her grip and pulled on his balls, harder and faster , her cock slamming into him with each thrust. My little fucktoy. My cock cage slut." She growled, her voice filled with lust and dominance.
Casey's breath came in short, sharp gasps, his body trembling with pleasure and pain. He could feel the way she was using him, the way she was making him hers, and it sent a shiver down his spine. "Yes, Mary. I'm yours. He panted, his fingers digging into the bedsheets, his ass pushing back against her, eager for more.
You're going to make me come." Mary chuckled, her hips moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm, her cock sliding in and out of his ass, the silicone head pressing against his prostate with each thrust. Not until I say so." She reached around and grabbed his caged cock, squeezing it firmly. "You're not going to come until I say so, understand?" Casey groaned, his body tensing as Mary's strapon slid in deeper, filling him completely. I understand." Casey's voice was a low growl, his body trembling with the effort of holding back his orgasm. He could feel the pressure building, the need to come almost unbearable, but he knew better than to disobey Mary. He knew she would make him pay if he came without her permission.
Mary smirked, her eyes gleaming with lust and amusement as she continued to fuck him, her cock sliding in and out of his ass with ease. "You're learning to follow my rules." She reached around and grabbed his caged cock again, squeezing it firmly, making him groan. "Now, tell me what you want, Casey.
Tell me what you want me to do to you." Mary's voice was low and sultry, her eyes gleaming with lust and amusement as she continued to fuck him, her cock sliding in and out of his ass with ease.
Casey's breath hitched, his body trembling with the effort of holding back his orgasm.
"I want you to put the strapon away and let me worship your pussy so I can save my cum for you. I can't hold back if you keep fucking me like this." "You're learning to follow my rules, baby. But I think it's time for a little break." She pulled out of him, making him groan in protest.
She removed the strapon and tossed it aside, then turned her attention back to Casey. "Get on your back, baby. I want to see that pretty face of yours while you worship my pussy." Casey quickly complied, flipping onto his back, his eyes locked onto Mary's. She straddled him, her hips hovering just above his face, her pussy glistening and ready. "Fuck, you look so good like that," she murmured, her voice thick with desire. "Now, show me what you can do with that tongue of yours." Casey didn't need to be told twice.
He reached up, his hands gripping Mary's wide thighs, pulling her down onto his face. He could feel the heat of her pussy, the way it was dripping with desire, and it made his cock throb in its cage. He stuck out his tongue, running it along her slit, tasting her, teasing her. "Fuck, baby. That feels so good," Mary moaned, her hips grinding against his face. Casey could feel the way her body was responding to him, the way she was getting wetter and wetter with each lick. He could taste her desire, could feel the way she was grinding against his face, and it made his cock throb in its cage. He knew he was close to the edge, knew he was going to come if she didn't stop him, but he didn't care. He wanted to make her come, wanted to feel her body shake and tremble with pleasure.
Mary's hips shifted, her ass lowering onto his face.
"I've never had anyone lick my asshole before. I always thought it was gross and I think you do too but I just have to make you do it." Mary's voice was low and sultry, her eyes gleaming with lust and amusement as she looked down at Casey. "I want to feel your tongue in my asshole, Casey. I want to feel you licking and sucking my dirty little hole." She emphasized the last words, her voice thick with desire. "Now, do it. Show me what you can do with that tongue of yours."
Casey's breath hitched, his body trembling with a mix of anticipation and apprehension. He had never done anything like this before, had never even considered it, but Mary's words were like a command, and he found himself obeying without question.
He shifted his position, his hands gripping her wide, firm ass cheeks, pulling her closer to his face. He could feel the heat of her, the way her body was trembling with anticipation, and it made his cock throb in its cage.
He leaned in, his tongue darting out, licking her asshole, tasting her. She was sweet and salty, a mix of her natural scent and the remnants of their previous play. He could feel her tense for a moment, her body resisting, but then she relaxed, her hips shifting, giving him better access.
"Fuck, yes," she moaned, her voice low and sultry. "That feels so good, baby. Lick my asshole.