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Chapter 9 by Irl314

Matched set?

Two of a kind

"Let's do it!" Samantha cried, leaking down to kiss you, rubbing her cock against your stomach. She grabbed the remaining cage and slipped the ring over her hard shaft and looped it over her balls. Her cock throbbed with the new tightness, a bead of precum shining at the engorged tip.

She crawled up over you, lining herself up with your mouth, "suck my clit Barbie!"

You obediently open your mouth to take in her girlcock, sucking the warm and tasty flavour of a, contextually, dominant sissy. A moan escapes you as your own clit is crushed by the cage as it tries to expand again, bringing an increasingly familiar feeling of arousal and frustration. You rub her thighs and hips as you suck her cock.

Samantha moans as she rocks her hips and rubs her hands up her toned stomach and under her shirt. She pulls it up and tweaks her nipples, "fuck, your mouth feels so good... And then I'm gonna lock myself up..."

The sissy moans louder as she speaks her fantasies out loud, "we're gonna be locked sissy lesbo girlfriends, we're gonna rub and edge and tease each other... Oh fuck I'm gonna.."

You feel the first spurt of cum hit the back of your throat before she finishes. You greedily drink down every drop that leaves her sissy shaft, sending more throbs to your own caged clit.

Samantha leans forward to support herself, breathing deeply as she rides out the last waves of her orgasm. She pulls back and gives you a surprisingly tender kiss before smiling, "Time to lock me up!"

You kiss her back and get to your knees with her, manoeuvring the cage onto her cock like she did for you. With another satisfying click, her cock was safely locked away like yours. With a faint bitterness, you note that even locked up, Samantha's clit is larger than yours. You gave the cage a kiss before leaning up again to kiss her neck and lips.

You smile at each other, leaning in to kiss again, your breast forms pushing into her chest and your caged clits grinding together. You feel a burning desire to get even closer to her, "can we take the breast forms off? I want to feel you against me..."

Samantha giggles, "you wanna rub our nipples together? Okay baby, we can do that." With practiced ease, she removed the silicone forms. Your nipples stood alert from all the arousal coursing through your body, somehow making your cheerleader top look more lewd than before.

Samantha nipped each, sending a jolt of pleasure through you, "there you go, nice and flat like me. Now then what should we do with the keys to our cages?"

Who gets the keys?

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