I go first

Rachel says, “You wanted to do this so you can go first.”

I say, “Fine,” trying to fake confidence.

“Give me your hands,” she says. I give them to her, and she cuffs them together. She laughs, “I don’t see a good place to cuff you to, so just lay on the bed and pretend you are immobilized.”

I lay back on the bed. Rachel crawls next to me and slips the blindfold over my eyes. She lifts my shirt over my head but it gets stuck on the handcuffs. She grumbles, “Shit. Oh well. No big deal.”

Her fingers dig into the waistband of my pants and pulls them off my body. I lay naked, blindfolded and cuffed.

“Hmm, what next,” Rachel asks herself. “I wonder how often he uses this.”

The bed shifts. I feel an elastic tightness roll down my dick like I’m putting on a condom. “The cock ring? They must be one size fits all.”

Rachel laughs, “I don’t know. I’ll let you know how it looks after you get hard. How does it feel?”

“A little snug,” I admit. She stopped it at the base of my shaft.

“Now it’s time to pump you up,” she laughs at her own joke.

I say, “You’re having way too much fun.”

“They’re toys! They’re supposed to be fun.” Rachel counters. She lifts up my soft cock, and guides a cylinder on top of it.

I hear the sound of Rachel working the pump. Swish swish swish.

I say, “You’re not getting much suction.”

She pushes the tube down harder until it’s pressed against my pelvic bone. She tries pumping again to the same result. She mumbles, “Well shit. I don’t know how this thing works.”

I hear it clatter on the floor. Her hand wraps around my cock, and her warm mouth engulfs my tip. Her tongue swirls my cock. I moan, “Oh yes. So much better than that pump.”

She expertly sucks my cock until it’s hard. The cock ring tightly squeezes the base of my cock. Rachel examines the result, “Wow I didn’t think your penis could get any thicker. It’s so dark now. It looks like it hurts. Are you okay.”

I grunt, “It’s not that bad.”

Her fingernails scratch down my shaft. “I’m excited to see how it feels inside me.”

I’m expecting her to mount me, but she doesn’t. She moves around on the bed. I hear a soft squirm. Her hands touch the inside of my thighs. She says, “Spread your legs a little more.”

I do. Her hand adjusts my balls, and spread my ass cheek. I jumped when something cold touches my butthole.

Rachel says, “Oh my god. Calm down. These are small. It’s not going to be bad.”

I reply, “It’s cold.”

I hear her try to blow hot air on the anal toy. Her hands move back to my ass. A small ball enters me. Barely noticeable. She pushes it deeper. A second. Then a third, and finally a fourth. Definitely noticeable that there is something in my ass. Not entirely unpleasant.

Rachel leaves it inside me. I feel her straddle me. Her wet pussy grinds against my throbbing cock. She lifts it up and slips in inside. We both moan at the feeling. She’s still so tight and warm.

She moans, “Oh Chandler, you’re so big.” She rides me. Occasionally I feel her soft tits graze my face. I try to lick and suck them but she teasingly takes it away.

She bends back, and I feel her hand play with my balls. Then I feel the fifth and biggest ball penetrate my ass. Fuuuuck. In response, I thrust my hips up hard driving my cock deep into Rachel. I thrust and thrust bouncing her around like she’s riding a bronco. I pound inside her from my back, until I groan and come. Come so hard. I can feel the semen being propelled from inside my cock.

Rachel rolls off of me, and groans, “I’m going to be so sore tomorrow.” She pulls the toy out of my ass. Then she takes the blindfold off.

I look down at my cock. It’s almost purple. Veins bulge. I never knew I had so many. My cock head throbs. Rachel says, “It’s too tight. I can’t get it off. I think we’re going to have to amputate.”

“HA HA,” I say. “Use the lube.” She squirts some on my cock, and we are able to slide it off.

Relief. Oh my god who knew I could get such pleasure by just taking it off.

I apologize to Rachel, “Sorry I jackhammered you, but you did stick that thing fully up my ass.”

“No need to apologize,” she smiles. “I liked it.”

“Good,” I say. “Now take these handcuffs off so we can trade places.”