An Ordinary day, with PenisSubmitted by: Jesterr
I love happy hours. The bar is filled with young studs all wanting to buy cars, Or at least it should be. I am just they guy to sell them the vehicle of their dreams.
If I can't to sell a car for some reason, I can always hook up with one of the sexy babes that I impress with my wheels.
As that has never actually worked, I just get drunk.
I'm not really sure how I started talking with Melissa. She's not the usual type of girl I connect with. She was wearing a power suit with one of them frilly things at the neck.
I'm a tit man, and if I can't see the merchandise, I ain't buying.
There was something different about Melissa, she wasn't like the other girls. Besides, she bought every other round.
I had a pleasant buzz going, and was planning on how to make my move when she beat me to it.
"C'mon," She said, "I'm getting tired of these prices. I have better stuff back at my place."
All she needed was four wheel drive and she'd be perfect.
The rooms in her apartment were large and well furnished. A bit dark and gloomy for my taste...not that I have any.
I settled into an overstuffed chair as she paused by her bedroom door, "Pardon me while I slip into something less comfortable."
I reran her comments in my head. Yup, she had said "less."
In less than a minute she was back, The was no way she could have put on her outfit, she must have been wearing it under her power suit.
I sat back in the chair, I had been chatting with a girl in a leather corset, fishnet stockings and stiletto heels!
I really wished I had a few friends. I wanted someone I could tell all this to.
She plopped in my lap, grabbed my head with both hands and kissed me. My arms went around her narrowed waist to pull her closer to me.
"Hey," She complained, "Did I tell you to touch me?"
She took my hands and pressed them to the sides of the chair. A pair of muted clicks and I was unable to move them.
Leather corset, bondage...I had the feeling she wasn't a virgin.
She grabbed my head and kissed me again, deeply. Her tongue exploring my mouth. "Hey!" she said, "Did I tell you to look at me?" The blindfold wasn't all that much of a surprise.
She kissed me once more. "Hey!, Did I tell you ...um...nevermind." My lips parted for the return of her tongue, but she had other plans.
A limp rubber something was shoved in my mouth. I could feel her buckle it tightly behind my head. It didn't seem too bad.
Then she pumped it full of air, filling my mouth.
There I sat, blindfolded, gagged and bound. I had no way to stop her when she loosened my belt and pulled my pants off.
I'll admit I didn't WANT to stop her, but I couldn't in any case.
I could feel her hot breath on my cock as she swallowed my shaft.
WAIT a minute!!! This is a chastity site! You guys don't want to read about the amazing sex we had for the rest of the night. You people would be bored by our sexual high jinx!
Just because we soon left the chair for the couch, then the kitchen, porch, washing machine (twice!) back to the couch and into the shower.
There we read the shampoo directions, "Rinse and repeat." So we rinsed and went back to the chair, with her getting bound this time.
And the night continued.
Much, MUCH later I lay on her bed, my fingers idly rubbing my bare chest. I was trying to remember if we shaved it before or after the penguin costume. It didn't matter. I had tried things I never knew existed! Who knew they made chrome butt plugs?
She stretched in that way only cats and women can. "That," She said, "Was amazing foreplay!"
She was joking, she HAD to be joking! I wouldn't be able to fuck again for weeks! And I told her so!
I know, bad move. I didn't KNOW about chastity at the time.
She just smiled and poured a soothing lotion over my reddened cock. She slid a metal tube over it. I heard the ratchet of a handcuff as she secured it behind my balls. Lastly she squirted a thick fluid into the keyhole.
I examined the device. "I think the angle is wrong for you to ride it." I said in my ignorance.
She explained ALLLLL about chastity, then told me my options.
I could have it cut off. She had put an epoxy adhesive on the inside. No key would ever be able to open it again.
If I removed it, she would never bother with she kissed me. And I could feel my imprisoned cock trying to rise.
I considered my options: If I kept it on, I couldn't have sex, except with her. If I took it off, I wouldn't have sex with anybody.
I kissed her back.
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