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Locked in Love Part Five: Male Chastity Erotica, page 1
Locked in Love
Part Five
Male Chastity Erotica
Elliot Silvestri
This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this work are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.
Locked In Love
Part Five
Copyright © 2024 Green Bush Publishing
First Edition
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A Green Bush Publishing Book
The characters and events portrayed in this work are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author. Contains adult material that might not be suitable for all audiences. This work is a fantasy; in your own life be sure to follow safer sex practices.
All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
Contents
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Preview
About the Author
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Chapter 16
I was nonplussed. Watching another woman suck the strapon dildo I was wearing did absolutely nothing for me. It was sort of nice seeing her lips, painted bright red, going around the blue and green sparkly dildo, but that was about it. Just a pretty contrast of colors.
Nick made a soft groan from his corner of the bedroom.
I turned to look at him.
“You like this?” I asked while Heather continued her pseudo-fellatio.
Not willing to trust his voice, Nick just nodded.
I looked back down at Heather. “You don’t have to do this. I have lube and it does nothing for me.”
Heather withdrew my girlcock from her mouth. “But he likes it,” she said, indicating my husband.
“I’m sure he’d like anything we do together.” I took another gulp of my wine, all but finishing it. I had brought the glass with me, certain I’d need its help to do this in front of Nick.
Standing up, Heather straightened her dress and kicked off her shoes before turning around, presenting her back to me. “Unzip me?” she asked. “I like how I look in this dress, but it’s a pain to get on and off and I don’t want to ruin it.”
With trembling fingers, I lowered the zipper. Almost by magic the dress fell to the floor. Heather stepped carefully out of it and spun around. Unlike me, she wasn’t wearing a thong, but a pair of high-waisted panties that were oddly retro and sexy. The matching bra pushed her already impressively sized tits to the new found glory described by the fourth, fifth, and sixth letters of the alphabet, sometimes doubled.
I stared at her cleavage and wondered what her tits would look like outside of the marvel of engineering that was her brasserie. I knew, of course, I had seen her naked before, but I still marveled.
And then we were kissing again, only this time it was more skin to skin.
But my girlcock on a harness was still between us.
I groped her ass and she moaned softly.
“I want you to eat my pussy and fuck me with that thing,” she whispered in my ear.
“Really?” I glanced at Nick and wondered if he had heard her wishes.
“Yes.” She followed my glance toward Nick. “But he only gets to watch.”
Another small moan from Nick.
“If you’re a good boy, I’ll insist that Lili release you,” she said to him. “I want to compare her cock to yours.”
I didn’t need much more encouragement. I had placed my wine glass on the dresser. I finished the remains. Heather had brought her glass with her as well. She took a sip of the dark red liquid and set it back down. She still had half a glass.
We went to the bed and lay down together.
We kissed again and then I started working my way down her body, kissing her cleavage, but I wasn’t bold enough to take that off her. I kissed her convex belly and then reached the top edge of her panties.
Together we took them off her and she spread her legs.
There were still dark-purple highlights in Heather’s brown hair, but she had shaved her pussy completely. I didn’t hesitate at all in kissing her mons. She was completely smooth. She must have shaved recently. Or maybe she had been waxed.
I loved it.
My tongue teased the top of her slit and I found her clit. When I lightly sucked on it, she gasped in delight and then groaned as I got serious about honing my cunnilingus skills.
I knew Nick was watching us. I didn’t care. I wanted him to suffer at the wanton display of his wife, but I had all but forgotten him. What bothered me most in the moment was the way my girlcock was resting uncomfortably under my body.
I honestly didn’t know how men dealt with having a piece of size-changing flesh between their legs all the time.
Once I got started eating pussy, I really started to enjoy it. Not only was it fun just to do, but listening to and feeling Heather’s reactions was just as enjoyable. She wiggled around and sighed and moaned and clutched the sheets. She liked it when I sucked on her clit and shoved a finger up inside her, searching for that little secret spot.
It was a lot of work, but eventually I made her cum.
The way she lifted her hips off the bed and cried out and got incredibly wet and hot all at the same time was the approval that I needed.
“Stick your cock in me,” Heather begged. “I need to be fucked.”
I gave Nick a glance. His face was strained. His cock was trying its best to get hard inside the little black cage. I almost felt sorry for him, but I was too turned on and I liked to see him suffer.
“Missionary?” I asked Heather.
“Fuck yes.”
It took us a minute to get everything aligned. Maybe if I had a thousand dollar harness and dildo, it would have gone a little smoother, but reality is a thing. Plus we both had women’s hips. If I had narrow man hips it would have been a little simpler. My girlcock wasn’t a hard and well-anchored as a man’s real cock.
Still we made it work.
I loved the expression on her face when everything was lined up and I pushed forward into her and my girlcock sank all the way in. She groaned. I laughed happily. We kissed. It was so wrong that it was right and I started thrusting, holding down her curvy body, making her take my cock.
“OH! Fuck! Yes!” Her expressions under me were wonderful. “Make me cum! Fuck me hard!”
I did my best. I got a bit of pressure and friction from the harness and dildo base, but it wasn’t anything like actually being fucked. Heather didn’t seem to notice the different between my cock and the real thing.
As I fucked her, she pulled at my teddy, eventually getting it up and over my head, freeing my tits. She played with my nipples, leaning forward to suck on them as I fucked her. It was the most Sapphic thing I had ever done in my life and I knew I was going to do it again no matter what it took.
Somehow she managed to get her legs up around my waist and lock her ankles together, which limited my thrusting length, but I was still able to slam hard into her, which eventually made her cum.
I had made her cum twice and we had barely started.
“I need his cock,” she told me after she stopped hyperventilating. “Let me have his cock.”
“What about me?” I asked. I was pretty winded and tired, but also turned on. I didn’t need to cum right away but I wasn’t going to be left hanging.
She gave me a smile. “Do you want me to make you cum…or do you want to watch while I fuck your husband?”
I hated that she posed those questions to me right then because I wanted both. I moaned in frustration as I went to the dresser and pulled out the keychain for Nick’s cage.
“I fucking hate this,” I complained.
“She’s going to free you,” laughed Heather as she sat up and yanked on her bra. It took her a good amount of effort to free her big tits. I was distracted by trying to free Nick’s cock. My eyes kept going back and forth between him and her.
I loved it when her tits bounced free and she flopped back on the bed, spreading her legs, waiting for him, her hand absently rubbing at her smooth pussy.
I struggled releasing Nick. It should have been easy. I’d done it dozens of times. Maybe over a hundred, but now my fingers were useless.
Heather moaned in complaint.
“Hurry up. I want his cock in me…and then his cum.”
After dropping the key and then fumbling with getting it in the lock, and then finally freeing the lock, it was next to impossible to get the hard, curved silicone off his shaft. When I finally did it was another struggle to force his balls through the retaining ring.
He grunted in pain when I popped them through.
“Fuck!”
“You love it,” I told him.
Heather laughed. “I sort of like to see men suffer.”
It had been a while since I had seen Nick completely out of his cage. His cock rose up and I couldn’t help myself. I went down on him, sucking the slippery precum. It was sweet and salty at the same time. He groaned at the attention and tried
I held on for dear life. Maybe I’d make him cum in my mouth and ruin the experience for him.
“Please, Lili,” he begged me. “Please let me fuck her.”
I backed off. “You sound like a little whiny baby boy,” I commented and then licked the underside of his cock.
He shivered. He was nice and hard. I wondered how long he could go, fucking Heather, before he came.
Surely he was going to disappoint her.
Maybe that was a good thing. I could eat his cum out of her and then I could fuck her again with the strapon. Or maybe I could fuck Nick’s ass and make him hard again.
While I was lost in these thoughts, Nick stepped around me and approached Heather on the bed. She actually welcomed him, taking his cock in her hand and guiding him in.
“Oh fuck yes,” he moaned as he pushed all the way inside her.
I took up a position at the foot of the bed where I could see their bodies joined together. Reaching out, I grabbed Nick’s balls from between his legs after he had only thrusted into her a couple of times.
“Hey!” he protested.
“You’re going way too fast,” I told him, holding the family jewels firmly. “I don’t want you cumming right away.”
“You’re such a tease, Lili,” Heather declared. “He’s cock a nice cock, but yours was bigger.”
I looked down at the brightly colored fake organ between my legs. I wondered if I could fuck Nick’s ass with it while he was fucking Heather.
It seemed doable, but also complex at the same time.
I let the moment pass. It was too much for this time. But maybe not for next time.
In the back of my mind, I thought of how I should have been upset that my husband was fucking another woman. That sort of thinking was the old Lillian. He wasn’t going to leave me for Heather or anyone else. But if I allowed him to fuck other people, then I would get to fuck other people as well. And I could watch him fuck other women—and men—as well.
Everybody wins.
Plus I’d get to keep my husband’s cock in a cage.
As they fucked I loosened the harness and let my strapon slide off my legs. I wanted to join in but at the same time I wanted to watch everything.
I knelt at the foot of the bed and slid my thong’s crotch to the side so I could play with myself.
I never expected to be doing anything like this, but it was hotter than anything I’d ever done before. I wanted to keep reaching that high.
The same thing was the Nick wasn’t able to last all that long.
I had more than primed Heather for his cock. I’d made her cum. She was enjoying herself and like any woman who knew how to fully enjoy sex, she got one more quick orgasm before he exploded inside of her.
I couldn’t remember the last time Nick had cum. It had been a few days at least. I didn’t expect him to last for a very long time, but I had hoped for something more than two minutes.
On the plus side, I could see how tightly his balls were pulled up to his body. I could see every pulse of his cock as he ejaculated into her. That was hot. I shivered with delight. Her pussy was so wet the insides of both their thighs were slick with her amrita.
“Oh! Fuck! Yes! Fuck! Uh!” I liked Heather’s little running commentary as Nick came. He could only grunt and groan as he expended himself.
I wasn’t a big viewer of porn, but I’d seen my fair share. Seeing it from this angle with two people I knew was hotter than anything on video.
“I’m sorry,” Nick panted.
“Why?” I asked.
The answer was obvious a moment later when his shrinking cock slipped free of Heather’s pussy. It was wet and shining, covered with his cum and her amrita. I couldn’t help myself. I reached out and grabbed him, moving forward between their legs.
It was too crowded. I wanted his cock in my mouth but there was no way to do it without some serious reposition on both their parts.
“Hey!” Nick complained. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“I want to suck your cock!”
“Stop yanking on me. It’s supersensitive right now!”
I knew that and I didn’t care.
With yet another grunt, Nick rolled off Heather’s body.
That was a bad choice on his part because that left her pretty and used and wet and too-tempting pussy exposed.
Instead of moving over to lick and suck my husband’s cock, I instead moved up between Heather’s legs.
She knew exactly what I was doing and did nothing to stop me. If anything, she encouraged me with a little moan and sighing, “Yeah…” when I reached the apex of her legs.
I licked her wide-open lips, tasting her amrita and Nick’s cum. She was a mess. I wanted to fix that.
I wanted to taste her. I wanted to taste him.
I got what I wanted.
Maybe it was supposed to be humiliating for a woman to clean up her husband’s cum from the woman he had just fucked, but I found it empowering. I was in charge of his cock and his cum. He wasn’t going to leave it in the woman I had just fucked. I wasn’t going to allow him to let her clean his mess. I could do that. She would enjoy it. He would go back in his cage.
Instead of concentrating on pleasuring Heather, I focused on licking and swallowing as much of Nick’s cum—and her amrita—as I could. There was a lot of it. I was a lucky woman. That didn’t mean I ignored Heather’s needs. I made her cum twice more, using both my tongue and my fingers. I teased at her back entrance, made wet by the mixture of their juices, but I didn’t penetrate her there. It was just a teasing thrill. Her pussy was so sensitive and humming along it took little effort on my part to make her cum.
I didn’t let Nick know that, of course.
When I was done eating Heather’s pussy, she was now a quivering pool of spent lust, I licked my lips and looked at Nick who had been following the action between us ladies very closely. “You only made her cum once,” I told him. “I’m up to a least a half dozen times.”
“You got to eat her out and use the strapon!” he protested.
“You could have eaten her out first,” I pointed out.
Heather giggled.
“She wanted my cock!”
Heather giggled some more. “Ten times,” she said. “But his cock was nice.”
“You two are just…I don’t know what,” he grumbled. “What do you think is going to happen if you keep me caged all the time and let me out to immediately fuck someone.”
“Want to cum again?” I asked him, licking my lips in anticipation…and to get the last bits of Heather’s flavor.
“Give me a minute,” he groaned.
“What are you thinking?” Heather asked me.
“Do you like sucking cock?” I asked her.
“Love it.”
I looked at my husband’s small cock. It was completely flaccid now, but still shiny and wet from Heather’s pussy.
It would be easy to fix the flaccidity.
“Want to suck his cock together?” I asked Heather.
She didn’t need to be asked twice.
Nick was on his back. She moved down his body on one side, I went down on the other. He might have just cum, but he was still a man who had been in a cock cage for far too long.
Heather and I took turns sucking his cock, passing it back and forth between us. I’m sure that Nick felt like he was the man, laying back, having two women fellate him. I glanced up at him from time to time, seeing the big grin on his face warmed my heart. I really leaned into pleasing him by kissing Heather from time to time as we worked on his cock.
It took some time and effort to get him hard, but eventually we got there.
“How do you want to cum, honey?” I asked him.
He knew it was a trick question because however he answered, he wasn’t going to get that.
“Whatever you want.” He paused for a second. “You’re going to let me cum a second time tonight?”
“You’ve earned it.” I looked across his body at Heather. “Do you mind him cumming in your mouth?”
“Not at all!” If anything, Heather was positively excited by this idea.
I scrambled off the bed and picked up the harness, pulling it back up over my hips.
“What are you doing?” I liked the nervousness in Nick’s voice.
I unhooked my bra to let my tits swing free, but I still had my thong on. “I’m going to peg you,” I said while getting the lube from our sex drawer.
