Have Told Her To Enjoy Her Night Out With The Girls, That She Looks Really Sexy, And That If She Does

Last night we drank Prosecco and watched a film, she had me rub cream into her feet as well as giving her a long shoulder and neck massage, all she wore was a small pair of almost see-through white knickers. I was kept in my cage and she did not want an orgasm. We talked about lots of things and I have never felt happier.

For the first time in ages I have just finished a story to publish on Literotica. As usual, it is based partly on fantasy and partly on real life, here is a very small sneak peek….

After fifteen years of marriage he had quite a few special memories which always made him get hard, or throb in his chastity cage if his wife had locked his cock away for a week or two.

There was the night only a week or two after they had first met and she had been sat next to him watching a film, she had suddenly moved her hand to his crotch, unzipped his fly, pulled his pants part way down, leant down and given him their first blowjob, sucking him and massaging his balls until he had cum in her mouth. She swallowed every drop and carefully cleaned his cock with her tongue before helping him pull his pants back up and snuggling herself against him to continue watching television as though nothing had happened.

Date night several months later when she had excused herself from the table to use the restroom and had returned only to sit and discreetly press her damp knickers into his hand. She had taken him for drinks afterwards and had flashed him her pussy as he held her underwear in his pocket.

From one of my Literotica stories

They were laughing and chatting as they finished touching up their makeup in the large bathroom mirrors, checking that they were each looking perfect before they make their way back into the restaurant and sit back down on each side of Tom. He pours some more champagne, topping up their glasses and smiles at them both.

Becky slowly slides her closed hand across the small table and into Tom's larger hand, his smile grows larger as he feels the fabric against his fingers and he takes a quick look at the wad of red lace in his palm before he pushes his hand into his pocket.

Claire then slides her hand across the table and she feels the electric jolt of sexual energy as Tom encloses her hand in his, they are staring into each other's eyes as she releases her grip on the silky black G-string she had removed from his wife only a few minutes before. Tom holds her gaze as he pulls his hand away and deposits the second set of panties in his other pocket.

The three then raise their glasses and toast their evening before Becky announces that she is ready for some dancing.