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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Sarah felt the strap of her thong being pulled away from her bottom. She knew very shortly she would be penetrated and would discover what it was like to be used for a mans pleasure. She was both scared and excited by the prospect. Her bum was much higher than her head as she was bent over the back of the settee and her wife had a tight grip on her hands to prevent her rearing up when she was finally entered. She felt her thing straining to grow with the prospect but this was prevented by the cage which had been put on her. She felt dizzy with expectation and her mind wandered to how this had come about.
Her marriage was happy but there was always something lacking in the fun in the bedroom. Basically although she enjoyed having sex with Joanne, her wife there was always a desire for her to experience sex from the woman's side. Eventually after a d*unken night out she confessed this to Joanne. A long discussion followed and was continued in the morning. Of course Joanne was not totally surprised as she had an inkling of Sarah's desires and a modern liberal outlook about sex but it was a long journey from it's alright for other people to having it in her man. She decided though that there were possibilities that she could enjoy some of this and also she liked the idea of sexual equality in the relationship with both of them being equally liable to being used in the submissive role.
In the afternoon Joanne went shopping. Luckily they lived in a large city so she could buy most of what she wanted locally but for a few special items she had to order online. She said nothing to Sarah. Over the next few days the postman was a regular visitor to their address and on each occasion Joanne eagerly unwrapped the packages to inspect her purchases. She found herself getting more and more excited about the plan she had made.
Finally the last package arrived and Joanne laid out everything on the bed. Firstly a long blonde wig, to the side she placed the make up - foundation, blusher, mascara, eye liner and a rather tarty bright red lipstick (which she would never wear), a shiny red sleeveless top which would match the lippy, short black skirt, black courts, pink shiny knickers, suspender belt and bra set (wouldn't really match the top but he would look good in just the underwear), tan stockings and a pink penis cage. Finally a pink baby doll nighty for him to sleep in tonight. There was one other item not for him and she wouldn't let him see it yet.
She was going to wait until the weekend before putting her plan into operation but seeing everything laid out she found the excitement too much and decided to do it tonight. She phoned "Sarah" at work and told him that they needed to visit her mother (ie his mother in law) tonight and when he got home he should get undressed and
go into the shower while she prepared their meal. This would give her time to lay everything out again in the bedroom and stop him getting excited, it was so important to get the cock cage fitted onto him to demonstrate his submissiveness before he got aroused.
It worked like a dream, as he came naked out the shower onto the darkened landing she had the already lubricated ring around his parts, the cage fitted and the padlock engaged before he knew it. Grabbing hold of him by the cage she pulled him into the bedroom and switched the light on. His face was a picture of delight and fear. She kissed him enjoying the feeling of the contents of the cage trying to rise, something which was now simply impossible. Breaking away from his eager lips she explained that there was no trip to the mother in law and that he was to dress in these clothes she had laid out while she prepared their meal downstairs, when he was ready he should call out for her in his softest voice for her and she would come back up to do his make-up.
The door closed and Sarah all alone felt the unfamiliar clothes, ran her fingers through the strands of the wig, touched her cage as she admired it in the mirror. She tried to excite herself but it was no use, the cage prevented any sensation beyond a forlorn desire for release. Initially she started putting on her clothes slowly but watching her reflection in the mirror as she transformed the urge to fully be herself increased the speed. The stockings and suspender belt caused her problems fastening but eventually she was successful and she called out softly for Joanne.
Joanne returned, she had spent her time not in the kitchen but changing into a short skirt teamed with high boots and a glittery crop top. Her make-up was heavy especially around the eyes and the waft of her perfume was just sensual to Sarah's nose. Sarah considered for a moment forgetting everything and just forcing himself on her here and now before he remembered he was caged and wouldn't be able to. Joanne smiled and told Joanne to sit on a chair with no mirror to see her reflection in as she stared to apply the make-up. She took great delight in leaning in close so her hair was touching Sarah's hair, her boobs were brushing Sarah's head and standing astride Sarah's closed legs with hers open so the nylon of their stockings crackled and pulled as they rubbed together. After twenty minutes or so she was satisfied with Sarah's make up and told her to stand up and look in the full length mirror at her new self. As Sarah did so and stood agape at her own beauty Joanne came up behind her and put her arms around her waist pulled her back into herself, she kissed Sarah's neck and as Sarah closed her eyes in ecstasy Joanne dropped her hand to the hem of the skirt and lifted it up, with her other hand she did the same at the back and then placed her hand in Sarah's crotch before retreating and caressing her buttocks and pushing her finger between the cheeks to play on the knickers.
They left the bedroom hand in hand to go downstairs. Once in the living room Joanne sat close alongside Sarah on the settee so that their legs were touching. She explained how she was feeling and how she wanted the relationship to develop. That when she was with Sarah they were two girls together, just best friends but whenever she decided then it would be something more - lesbian friends, but this was something that Sarah could never initiate. However much Sarah wanted any form of intimate contact she could not ask, suggest or demand, all she could do was to make herself as appealing to Joanne as she could and hope Joanne takes the lead. Furthermore Sarah would have to learn how to be and act like a girl in every way. She would have to shave off all her bodily hair, learn to do her make-up, practice how to sit without showing her knickers, act demurely, walk in high heels, remember tits and teeth in photos, flick her hair. then Joanne thrust the menu from the local Indian take away into Sarah's hands and told her that she was to phone them up in her best girly voice and order one for them and when the driver came she was to answer the door to him. Sarah phoned and only paused momentarily when the take away asked what name is it before saying Sarah, the first time she had spoken her own name.
Whilst they were waiting Joanne said they should go to the loo together. When Sarah looked askance Joanne pointed out that girls always go together so they crammed into their small downstairs loo. Joanne directed Sarah to sit first and pee whilst she touched up her make up in the mirror and talked about shopping before admonishing Joanne for forgetting to use some loo paper to blot, then they swapped places and Sarah found it exciting to see Joanne peeing and also hearing it thunder into the bowl.
The doorbell rang. Sarah approached it with trepidation. On opening there was this small Asian man holding out the bag of food reading from the note attached the contents finishing with order for Sarah. He glanced up, Sarah smiled, he glanced down devouring her legs and Sarah for the first time in her life experienced seeing the desire in a mans eyes for her body. She closed the door somewhat confused - she had enjoyed the thought.
The rest of the evening consisted of eating the food watching a weepy film on the television consuming two bottles of wine with them holding one another's bodies. It felt so warm and safe and normal. Sarah almost forgot that she was caged. Finally Joanne said lets go to bed.
Sarah was told to keep her knickers, bra and hair on and to wear the short nighty which Joanne had bought for her. Of course the cage stayed on too. Joanne then slowly undressed until she was totally naked and made sure Sarah saw all of her body both from the front and back. She was enjoying the feeling of being totally unobtainable tonight. Finally she slipped on a short nighty too and climbed into bed. When Joanne switched the light off is when Sarah realised her situation, here she was very excited but with no prospect of release either by Joanne or herself, could she even sleep? It only got worse when Joanne slipped her arm under Sarah's body and spooned her forcing her legs forward so Joannes pelvis was up against Sarah's bum. Then she started thrusting and her other hand started pulling Sarah's cage. She felt Joanne remove her arm from under the body and reach up her face, something tickled as it enveloped her nose,she smelt it as Joannes fingers opened her lips and pushed it into her mouth too. It was her soiled knickers with a strong smell of musk, a faint odor of urine both overlaid with her perfume. Joanne let them rest there as her lips approached Sarah's ear. Joanne's hands were now everywhere, under Sarah's bra on her nipples, on the gusset of her panties probing hard, running down her back scratching and down the back of her knickers in her cleft. Sarah was groaning now with excitement, frustration and realisation, she also felt light headed partly through the smell of the perfume invading her senses but she also knew she was breathing rapidly. Through the fog of her befuddled mind she heard Joanne ask if she wanted sex. All she could do was grunt an affirmation.
Joanne jumped out of the bed and Sarah though she was going to get the key to her cage but the noises did not make sense and it was taking more time than she expected. Joanne climbed back into the bed, she was giggling. Sarah had remained lying on her side and she felt hands at either side of her knickers pulling them down. She felt something cold wet and sticky between her cleft and going through it, something hard followed it. It started to enter her, it seemed to be just gliding in and going higher and higher. Suddenly she understood, it was Joanne's finger and that when she was asked if she wanted sex it was going to be Joanne fucking her. Joanne was speaking again and the words entered her mind in a disembodied way telling her that this was going to hurt but that it hurt all girls the first time but she would get to like it. She felt the finger leave her but immediately she felt something larger and harder probing at her, not gently but continuously and softly pushing at her and she felt herself opening to accept it, deeper and deeper it went, would it ever stop she wondered. She felt stretched, it tingled, it hurt, it was wonderful. It had stopped going in deeper and just rested there and then suddenly it retreated almost all the way out and then thrust forward again. She grunted. Again it retreated and thrust forward, again and again it did it and then it was all the way out before thundered back in to it's full extent. Her body was afire and her mind was euphoric, being fucked like a girl with a strap on by her wife. Fleetingly she wondered if a real one could be any better.
Joanne was loving this,she had made a wise choice. She loved the equality of it. In future sex would no longer mean just submitting to the demands of her husband. When she was minded she could dominate him. They were not just lovers but partners being able to share much more. Of course she got no physical pleasure from this but already ideas were forming in her mind, how about Sarah fucking her anally with a strap on or maybe Sarah just fucking her (would she be more considerate than him)? Oh and she could get Sarah to give her oral sex whilst caged. And yes Joanne would have to experience being used by a real man so he could understand how girls felt sometimes. Sarah was now flexing away from her thrusts and she decided next time she would have to make certain that he couldn't escape and would have to take everything she decided to give him for as long as she wanted. She gave one hard deep thrust and left it in for a moment pushing hard before taking it out. Sarah was well and truly fucked gasping for air.
She rolled Sarah onto her back and kissed her with her tongue deep into the mouth savouring the taste of lipstick. Sleep now she told him, cage stays on and don't bother me or else.
Sarah was still horny, her bum was sore but it felt like something was missing now Joanne had finished. Beneath his cage it was burning with all the pre cum which could not escape. She did consider trying to persuade Joanne to take it off so she could either have sex or pleasure herself but knew that would ruin the night. Next time maybe. This was the start of a wonderful new adventure for them and they both knew it. What would tomorrow bring? |
