Under Lock and Lace #5
They licked and sucked, spreading each other open before slipping their fingers inside. I watched their hands move between their bodies, watched their hips rock impatiently against each other’s mouths, and felt another useless surge of pressure inside the cage.
Alexis stopped long enough to reach into the drawer of her nightstand. When she pulled her hand free, she was holding two enormous fleshy dildos.
The sight of them immediately reminded me of what I had between my legs but wasn’t allowed to use.
She handed one to Monica and kept the other for herself.
I watched Alexis press the thick head of the dildo against Monica’s tight pussy before slowly pushing it inside. Monica’s back arched from the mattress, and a deep moan escaped her as the toy stretched her open.
At the same time, Monica guided the other dildo into Alexis’s wet pussy.
My entire body tensed as I watched them penetrate each other without any use for me. My mouth watered. My balls ached beneath the cage. The pressure inside me had become almost unbearable.
It was absolute torture.
They fucked each other while sucking on each other’s clits.
They moaned and bucked their hips, driving the toys deeper with every movement.
Their free hands wandered over their own bodies, teasing their nipples as they moved together in a steady, rolling rhythm, completely lost in the pleasure they were giving each other.
I could only stand there and watch.
Alexis and Monica came at the same time, their bodies tightening as they cried out against each other’s pussies. Their hips jerked through the final waves of pleasure before they collapsed onto the bed, breathless and laughing.
“This is the most fun I’ve had in a while,” Monica said.
She leaned back on her elbows and glanced over at me, her skin flushed and damp.
“I bet you’d love to get your little dick out of that cage.”
I nodded, feeling my cheeks burn with embarrassment.
“Well, he’s going to have to beg,” Alexis said.
I instantly dropped to my knees and folded my hands together above the edge of the bed as though I were praying.
“Please, oh please. Please release me. Please unlock me. I liked it at first, but now it’s just torture. You girls are so hot. So sexy. I just can’t watch this anymore all locked up like I am.”
“Isn’t he cute?” Alexis asked Monica.
My stomach did a nervous little flip.
“Very,” Monica said. “But maybe we should only refer to Colin as a she now.”
“Good idea,” Alexis said. “She’s been such a good girl for me this afternoon. Should I let her out?”
Monica glanced at Alexis. For a second, neither of them said anything. They seemed to be communicating through their expressions alone, sharing some private understanding while I waited on my knees beside the bed.
“I think you could,” Monica said at last. “Maybe we can reward her with a good, hard fucking.”
“My thoughts exactly,” Alexis said.
A wide smile spread across my face before I could stop it. The words alone sent a rush of heat through me.
Alexis climbed off the bed, and I quickly stood to meet her. She reached behind me and drew the zipper of my dress down my back. The fabric loosened around my body, then slid to the floor in a soft heap around my feet. I stepped free of it and started to slip out of the heels too.
“No,” she said. “Those stay on. Those and the panties and the wig.”
I immediately slid my foot back into the heel. The shoe felt strange and precarious beneath me, but I didn’t argue.
Alexis hooked her fingers into the waistband of the panties and tugged them down just far enough to expose the cage. Then she bent over the pile of clothes on the floor and retrieved the key from the back pocket of her jeans.
She dropped to her knees in front of me and carefully fitted the key into the lock.
Relief washed over me the moment the cage loosened.
Alexis removed it slowly, working with patient, gentle hands so she wouldn’t pinch or hurt me.
Blood immediately began flowing back into my dick, bringing a deep, throbbing ache with it.
I felt myself hardening almost at once, but the strange buzz of being locked up still flooded my veins.
Even with the cage gone, I could still feel it around me.
“Lie on your stomach,” Alexis said after pulling the panties back up over my cock.
My head spun when the lace settled against my stiff shaft. The fabric was soft and delicate, but every brush of it felt sharp against my oversensitive skin. I climbed onto the bed and did exactly as I was told, too dazed and aroused to question what Alexis intended to do next.
Monica climbed off the bed and joined Alexis behind me.
Her fingers slipped beneath the panties and pulled them aside, exposing my ass. The cooler air touched my skin, followed by the quiet click of a bottle opening behind me. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Alexis squeezing lube over my ass, the slick liquid running warm and slow between my cheeks.
Then I noticed the dildo in Monica’s hand.
That was when I understood what she’d meant by a good, hard fucking.
Even if I’d wanted to stop them, it felt as though I’d realized what was happening too late. But the truth was, I didn’t want to stop. I was so desperate to come from something—anything—that I wouldn’t have tried to escape even if I could.
I gripped the bedsheets in both fists and braced myself for the ass fucking that was about to come.
Monica rubbed the silicone cock slowly between my cheeks, coating it in lube and spreading the slickness across my skin. The toy was thick and heavy, and every pass over my hole made my body tense.
Then I felt the broad tip press against me.
There’s no way it’ll fit.
But Monica kept the pressure slow and steady. The head began to slip inside, stretching me open around it. My muscles resisted at first, clenching helplessly, but she eased it in with patient force until my body finally gave way.
I grunted into the mattress as the toy pushed deeper.
The stretch burned, but beneath the discomfort was an intense, unfamiliar fullness that made my cock pulse against the bed. Monica kept going until the entire dildo was buried inside me.
“Look at her,” she told Alexis. “Look at how good she can take it.”
“That’s nothing,” Alexis said, taking the cock from Monica’s hand. “Watch this.”
She pulled it back and drove it into me again.
My hips jerked against the mattress. Alexis began working the dildo in and out of my ass, each thrust stretching me a little wider. The movement was slow at first, but she quickly found a steady rhythm, filling me deep before drawing the toy almost all the way out again.
I’d never imagined I’d want to be fucked in the ass, but the sensation was overwhelming. The fullness reached somewhere deep inside me, sending heavy waves of pleasure through my body every time the thick cock pushed back in.
My own cock throbbed between my stomach and the mattress. The pressure of my body against it made me feel dangerously close to coming.
I tried to hold back.
I wanted to last as long as possible, if only so I wouldn’t spoil the girls’ fun.
“I’m impressed,” Monica said. “Mind if I take over again?”
“Not at all,” Alexis said.
She handed the dildo back to Monica.
Monica immediately began working it faster and harder, driving it deeper with every thrust. The wet sound of the toy moving in and out of me filled the room. My heels dug awkwardly into the mattress as I fought to keep my body still.
“Wow, she can really take it,” Monica said.
“I’ve trained her well,” Alexis replied.
I could almost hear the smile in her voice.
The thought of the two women standing behind me, smiling down at me while a thick cock pumped in and out of my ass, was enough to push me over the edge.
A helpless whimper escaped my throat.