Long shopping

Lilly sighed as she glanced at the clock for the tenth time in as many minutes. Her boyfriend, was supposed to be here any minute. "Do not worry Lilly, I am sure Daddy would invite you back soon enough!" Sarah smiled at her, trying to reassure her. Lilly nodded, but still held her lips around Kyle's softened cock. Her tongue swirled around the head, tasting the salty mixture of their fluids, making Kyle moans as he caressed her cheek.

The loud knocking on the door made Kyle flinch a bit. "Fuck, that must be your boyfriend." He muttered, his eyes trailing back to Lilly. She glanced up at him, her lips still wrapped around his softening length. "I gotta go." She reluctantly released him, standing up and starting to dress up in her clothes, stacked on the nearby chair.

"It was such a great time Daddy! I am so glad you asked me to come over!" Lilly exclaimed, bending over to give Kyle's cock one last kiss, before straightening up and stepping away. "Do you have any plans for the weekend? My boyfriend has to work, so I might be able to come back over if you want?"

"Daddy, what do you think?" Sarah leaned in urgently taking Lilly's place between Kyle's legs, her large breasts pressed against his tights, enveloping his hardening member. "We can invite Lilly here again, for some threesomes. If you want, of course."

Kyle smiled and grabbed Sarah's soft breasts pressing them against his erection. "I think that's a wonderful idea." He breathed heavily. "Lilly, we will see you Saturday then! Make sure to give your boyfriend a sloppy kiss!"

Lilly smiled at him before making a show out of collecting as much spit and Kyle's precum in her mouth. "I will!" With that she left the kitchen, grabbed her clothes and walked over to the door.

"Are you satisfied, Daddy?" Sarah, who now made sure to move her own body closer to Kyle, asked as she squeezed her breasts around his hard cock. Her large, perky breasts were still perfectly upright, giving him easy access to her warm, soft flesh. She leaned back, showing him her ample tits and her eager expression as she watched him for his reaction.

"She was a good call, slut." Kyle grabbed a cup of half-finished tea from the table and drank it while Sarah squeezed her tits together, massaging his hard cock. "You're going to make me cum like this." He groaned, making her slow down a bit, "And you do not want to award your slut with cum, Daddy?" Sarah's face was now an epiphany of sadness and determination, and she slowly took a step back, releasing his cock from her tit-grip.

"Oh, come on," he protested, reaching out for her. "You know you're a good slut. I think we have some stuff to take care off though!" He paused, smiling at her. "I mean, we need to get Chad's cock cage today."

Sarah's face flushed, and she dropped her gaze. "Yes, Daddy. I know I am a good slut. I just...I don't want you to think I'm not grateful for what you've given me." She took a deep breath and looked back up at him. "I'll be a good girl, and I'll help you select the smallest cock for my hubby's tinny dick."

Kyle reached out and cupped her cheek, gently stroking it with his thumb. "I know you will, slut. Now let's dress up and go buy some of those cages, shall we?" He grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

Sarah nodded, feeling a mix of anticipation and fear in her stomach. She couldn't help but smile back at him. "Yes, Daddy. Whatever you want."

They spent the rest of the day together, browsing through various stores until they finally found a shop that sold BDSM supplies. Kyle led Sarah inside, his hand firmly gripping her own. The walls were adorned with leather whips, studded collars, and among all else - cock cages.

"Ah, perfect," Kyle said, pointing to a display of cages in the corner. "Those should do nicely for Chad." He looked around at the various sizes and materials, noting the differences in each one.

Sarah watched as Kyle examined the selection, her heart racing in her chest. She felt a mixture of emotions; excitement at the thought of finally having her husband locked up, fear of what it might mean for their relationship, and arousal at the power dynamics at play.

The shop owner, a tall and imposing man with piercing eyes, seemed to sense their interest. He approached them, his hands clasped behind his back. "Can I help you two find something in particular?" he asked, his voice deep and commanding.

Kyle glanced up at him and flashed a confident smile. "Yes, actually. My name's Kyle. This is my friend Sarah." He gestured towards Sarah, who **** a small smile. "We're looking for a cock cage for her husband, Chad." He motioned to where Sarah was standing, as if to indicate her ownership. "Chad does not perform so well lately, and they decided to save him from unnecessary frustration."

The shop owner chuckled, "Well that is a common issue, I'm sure. Let's find something that will keep him nice and tame, shall we?" He led Sarah over to a display case filled with various sizes and styles of cock cages, while Kyle was suddenly approached from the back. The soft tap o his shoulder, and a voice asked, "Can I help you with anything?"

Kyle turned around to see a beautiful young woman with long, wavy black hair and big green eyes. Her face was covered in piercings, and she wore a tight black corset that accentuated her hourglass figure.

"Hi!" the woman said, flashing him a dazzling smile. "I am that brute's wife by the way." She pointed to the wall where Sarah and the shop owner were apparently engaged in a rather heated discussion about plastic vs steel cages.

Kyle's eyes widened in surprise and he carefully eyed up the woman standing before him. Despite her rather gothic appearance, she was hot in early 2010 non-formal way. "Actually, you can help me. Can I fuck you while my slut there picks the best cage for her hubby?" He grinned, enjoying the look of shock on her face.

The shop owner's wife, whose name he didn't bother to ask, gulped audibly. "You're kidding, right?" she managed to **** out.

Kyle laughed, shaking his head. "Nah, not kidding. I'm Kyle, by the way." He glanced over at the woman, who seemed to be regaining her composure. "So, can you help me with that?"

She eyed him up and down, clearly unsure of how to respond. "I-I suppose," she stammered. "It is just that not many guys look at me like that." She send a quick glans at her husband, who was still locked in a heated debate, and grabbed Kyle's hand. "Let's go, we have a table near the entrance - you can take me there."

Kyle followed the woman, feeling a growing sense of excitement. They arrived at a small table, where he carefully lowered himself onto the chair. The shop owner's wife knelt in front of him and took a condom out of a stacked pack before placing it in her mouth. She looked up at Kyle, her green eyes shining with lust, and slowly lowered her lips around his erect cock. The latex followed her lips down his shaft, sealing him tightly. Her hands gripped his thighs as she looked up at him, a mixture of desire and nervousness in her expression.

"Well, it is kinda embarrassing," the woman whispered, her breath hot against Kyle's skin. She quickly discarded her panties, and opened her skirt, revealing a bare pussy. "We have never had sex in the store, you know. That would be my first." She giggled and roughly mounted Kyle's lap. Her hand gripped his hardness and directed it into her wet folds, as she lowered her self down.

Once her inner tights finally touched his flesh, Kyle let out a shuddering moan. Her pussy also spotted multiple piercing and now as she moved her hips in a rhythm, they rubbed against his skin, sending tingling sensation up and down his spine. She was tight, even more so than Sarah, and she moved with an urgency that was new to Kyle. "I want to cum, is it fine?" Her voice made her sound like a guilty school girl asking for permission.

"Oh fuck yeah, cum for me," Kyle urged, gripping her hips tightly. He couldn't believe how good this felt. The woman looked up at him, her green eyes wide with desire, and then her body tensed as she arched her back, letting out a sharp cry. He felt her inner muscles clench around him as her juices coated his shaft.

"Sorry, I made a mess," she murmured, blushing. "I should have warned you..." She reached between them, collecting her juices with her fingers and bringing them to her lips, licking them clean. Kyle couldn't help but moan at the sight, feeling his cock twitch with impending release. "Do you want to change position?"

She nodded eagerly, and stood up, straddling Kyle's lap once again. This time, she leaned on the counter, her weight on her hands, presenting her perfect ass to him. He reached up, gripped her hips, directed his cock into her wet folds, and began to thrust. The feeling of her warm, wet flesh enveloping him as he thrust into her was almost too much to bear.

As he fucked her, he glanced over at Sarah. She was seemingly content with her choice and was moving towards the counter to pay. The shop owner was moving behind, also in a good mood considering his hands full of various boxes.

"Damn, Daddy! You could have fucked me in the car!" Sarah made a fake gagging sound, pretending to be annoyed as she leaned against the counter, near the shop owner wife, who was trying to not moan to loud. "You wanted to try some goth puss?" Sarah reached out and grabbed Kyle's hair pulling him into a kiss.

"Darling?" The tall bulky man looked at his wife desperately thrusting into Kyle's lap. "Are you alright?" He put the boxes on the counter and began to scan them one by one, as if to distract himself from the scene in front of him. His wife, however, didn't seem to care about the husband at all. She was completely focused on Kyle's thrusting hips, moaning and gasping with each push into her.

Once the boxes where done, Sarah gave her credit card to the sightly bashed man at the counter and smiled at him condescendingly. "You kinda remind me of my husband now, when I first helped Kyle with his sex urges, he had similar face, you know?" Sarah laughed, looking at man's frowned face. "Oh, come on, it's not like she is doing something wrong, just helping Kyle out."

The moans of the woman's face pressed in the counter finally got to loud, "YES KYLE, fuck me!" She screamed just as the final thrusts of Kyle's cock sent her over another edge. His warm cum filled the condom, expanding inside her as she held onto the counter, arching her back in pleasure.

"WoooW!" Was Kyle's only reaction as he slowly pulled out of the woman's tight grip, his cock was still enveloped in a filled condom, which he quickly took off. "Emmm, where do I put this?" He glanced around nervously, not wanting to be impolite.

"There is a trash bit under the counter." The shop owner's wife grinned, leaning against the counter, her breathing still heavy from the excitement. "Just throw it there." She winked at Kyle, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Kyle smiled, quickly disposing of the used condom before turning his attention back to Sarah. "Well, I guess we should get going. You got what we came for?" He asked, nodding toward the three boxes on the counter. Sarah nodded in reply, her face flushed with arousal.

The tall, bulky man seemed to regain some composure as he picked up the boxes and placed them in a discrete plastic bag before holding it to Sarah, "Thank you for choosing our store." His wife managed to stand up and smiled at Kyle. "We hope you visit us again!"