Sara rewards Sadie with sex… kind of

It strikes me, as we walk into Sarah’s room, that it’s much less feminine than mine. The walls are a light blue. There is the vanity, which my room doesn’t have, but it’s surrounded by book shelves with actual books on them. There are wall sconces for lights and a ceiling fan. It’s certainly not masculine, but it looks stone butch when compared to my lipstick lesbian room.

My estimation of Sarah’s room stops cold though when I see her grab the hem of her multi colored blouse and pull it up over her head. Turning around I can see her bra holding much bigger breasts than I’d guessed at. Come to think of it, I realize that she rarely shows off her breasts on her streams. She’s shown off her curves, but DragonGirl069 never showed a lot of cleavage. My eyes open wider as she smirks and reaches behind her, unhooking her bra and letting it drop. “Don’t look so surprised. I live up to my deals and I did say that you’d get to see my breasts!”

I let out a half moan from seeing Sarah like this and a half groan from my penis trying to grow hard against my chastity cage. Sarah slowly saunters toward me, rolling her hips in a very sexy way until she’s standing right in front of me. She licks her glossy pink lips which makes me mimic her and lick my matte pink lips. Her smirk turns playful as she asks “What… you don’t like my breasts? I mean, I love someone who knows to look me in the eye, but really, most people can’t take their eyes off the girls once I let them out to play!”

My blush spreads across my face as I suddenly don’t know what to do. She seems so comfortable showing off her body while I’m as nervous as if I were naked myself. When I finally look down at her breasts, just inches from my own breast forms she glides her fingernails down my bare arms until she interlaces our fingers together. Slowly she brings my hands up and places them to cup each of her breast. “If you’re going to get a look, you might as well get a feel too.”

I see the first flash of pleasure cross Sarah’s face as my fingers lightly trace over the lovely curves. I realize that my longer fingernails are doing the same dance hers did going down my arms and imagine how delicious that must feel. When I bring my thumbs up to rub lightly over her hardening nipples, I hear the cutes little whimpering moan escape her lips. I immediately know that I want to illicit that sound from her again and again and again.

Sarah’s hands reach up behind my neck and pulls my face down to her breast level. In a voice heavy with arousal, she tells me to “Suck” and I immediately comply. When her hands raise from my neck, I think she’s going to let go and allow me to just please her at my own volition, but instead she grips each of my high ponytails. Tightly. Just as I get her to moan again, she uses her new handholds to move my lips to her other nipple, again commanding “Suck”.

For several long minutes Sarah uses me like her personal pleasure toy. My hair serves as her joysticks and my lips and tongue serve as her game. She pulls me from breast to breast. She pulls me up to her lips and then to slowly kiss my way down her chin, neck, chest, and return to her nipples. Before, when I was with women, I’d feel lost. I wasn’t sure what they wanted and just tried my best to do what I thought they’d like. But now, the thinking is out of my hands. I simply act as Sarah directs me and I’m giving her more pleasure than I thought possible with her panties still on.

When I take the initiative and bring my hands back up to cup her wonderful breasts, Sarah uses my hair to tilt my head back so that I’m looking up into her eyes. I can see the pleasure nearly boiling over in those lovely eyes but I can also see something new. Something I’ve never seen directed at me before. Ownership. Possession.

Moving her hands to my shoulders she roughly pushes me down to my knees. With an urgency in her voice Sarah says, “Undress me Sadie!”

Reaching behind Sarah I unzip her skirt and let it fall to the floor. Hooking my fingers into the waistband of her panties I pull them over her curves until they join the skirt on the ground. When my hands move to her thigh high stockings, she clicks her tongue and tells me to stop. I feel my penis try to grow again, loving how a woman looks when she’s wearing just her heels and her stockings.

Again, using my hair as her joysticks, Sarah brings my face mere inches from her gloriously shaved pussy. I can smell her and try to lean further in so that I can taste her, but she holds me fast, wiggling her hips to and fro as a tease in front of me. With a tug she pulls me up to standing and kisses me again. When she breaks the kiss she pushes me back to arms length, biting her lower lip. “Now undress for me Sadie. Make it sexy!”

I feel a tingling shiver run from my lower back all the way up to the back of my neck. A week ago, I was gaming and streaming and just being a normal guy. And now here I was being told to strip out of my feminine finery for one of the sexiest women I’d ever met in real life. I try to mimic her hip motions as I slowly slink out of my halter top. Remembering some video I’d watched, I bend forward at my waist while unhooking my bra. While bent forward I hold on to the bra and my gel forms before standing up again quickly so that my hair flips over my head. Spinning around I make sure to wiggle my bottom at Sarah as I let my bra and ‘breasts’ drop to the floor.

Biting my own lip, I bend forward while running my hands over the backs of my legs. Partially because I think it might look sensual and sexy, and partially for the extra balance it gives me as I lean forward while in heels. When I’m sure I won’t fall forward, I remain bent over at my waist and reach up to unzip and pull down my skirt and panties in one motion. Just as before, when I reach up to pull down my stockings Sarah stops me. Moving up to stand right behind me she grips my hips and pulls her pelvis into my rear as she says “Nope, those stay on my sexy girly boy!”

After dry humping me several times while I remain bent forward, Sarah pulls me to stand up in front of her and kisses the back of my neck. As I shiver at the sensation she murmurs “This might happen again, but when you have your breasts, I won’t be able to see you as anything other than a girl. So, this will be the only time your clitty comes out to play. Enjoy it, Sadie!”

Before I can react, I hear the click from the chastity cage’s lock falling free and Sarah pulling it away. My penis… it just doesn’t feel right to call it a clock when it’s free from any hair and surrounded by stockings and heels… starts to swell and grow. Gently, Sarah reaches around me and rubs her thumbs over my nipples and the cooing moan that comes out of my mouth is so much like Sarah’s that I’m not even sure it was my voice.

Turning me around so that her breasts push into my bare chest she gives me another long lingering kiss before pushing me to fall backward onto the bed. Climbing up alongside me Sarah directs me to lie lengthwise. Grabbing my wrists, she pulls my hands up over my head and then uses my own ponytails to tie my hands there. I realize it’s far more symbolic binding than a real bondage situation, but my hands are still held above my head until they’re free of my hair.

I’m left to just look up at Sarah as she straddles my waist, letting my hard penis glide between her cheeks. I raptly watch her sway as she dances to unheard music while she teases my penis with her ass and assails my vision with her breasts. When she’s teased me enough in that way she leans forward, lying on top of me and starts kissing me anew.

My penis is left pointing straight up without any part of her touching it while we make out. It’s no longer held small, soft, and caged, but it’s still a center of frustration as I’m unable to give it that little bit of contact it would take to cum. And while I’d love for Sarah to move down my body, rubbing her wet pussy over my hardness I’m still happy to have her break our kiss and move upward, presenting me with her breasts to again lick and worship. She doesn’t have my hair as joysticks this time but she’s still in control as she presents one nipple for me to lick as long as she wants and only then leaning the other way and allowing me the pleasure of licking the other.

After licking and sucking on her nipples for what feels like far too long and not nearly long enough, Sarah wordlessly starts climbing further up my body. I keep my lips moving, kissing any bit of flesh that’s made available, including the bottom curves of her breasts, her abdomen, her belly, her belly button which is held in position for several moments itself, and down until her pussy is again just barely out of reach. Now straddling my chest, I can barely see Sarah’s smile as she looks down at me from above her wet and glistening breasts.

Her voice floats down, sounding like it’s as full of lust as I am. “Mmm Sadie, I think we might get along far better than I thought. You’re very, VERY good at this. But your appetizers are over, your pallet cleanser is done. It’s now time for your main dish. Be a good girl and don’t stop until I say so or until I fall off of you ****. Understood?”

I can only nod numbly. A small, very small, part of me wonders how I got here. To be teased, denied, and used like this. And to not only succumb to it but to excitedly await and participate in it. But that part is drowned out by the tidal wave of desire to please Sarah. Sarah’s whispered, “Good girl!” is all it takes to complexly mute that small voice in the back of my head.

Sarah’s legs move to either side of my face as she lowers herself to my lips. What little light I can see is eclipsed out like the moon does the sun and in darkness I start rooting and licking like I’ve never done before. As with every action tonight, Sarah remains in control, and I quickly learn what pleases her. When she moves upward, she wants to be licked and teased. When she flexes down, she wants me to lick as deep as my tongue will reach. When she leans forward, she presents her clit but only wants it teased and flicked before moving back and starting the frolic over again.

Time loses all meaning while I lick and please Sarah. I could be told I was doing this for five minutes of two hours, as both would seem reasonable. All I know is that three glorious times I made her scream out my name, clench my face tight, and drench me with her lovely, tasty juices. After the third time of hearing her cry out “SADIE” at the top of her lungs, I sense that she may indeed fall over. Instead, she gathers her senses and backs away, letting the light hit my eyes again as she smiles breathlessly down at me. With only a nod she turns herself around and lowers herself to my face again. Before her thighs block out all sound I hear her murmur “Slowly… just keep me floating and I’ll give you your reward Sadie.”

As my tired and nearly cramping tongue flicks out again I feel Sarah lie down over my body, her breasts pressing into my belly. I feel my scrotum lightly touched by her nails and I’m so on edge that I nearly cum from that little bit of stimulation. Instead of continuing it though, Sarah barely touches me. She teases and brushes my skin. She presses on me to make my penis flop and move without any contact. She grips my shaft with a single finger and her thumb and strokes, but covers barely an inch near my body, nowhere near the sensitive head. I feel her warm breath flow over the head and groan into her pussy, but it only lasts a moment before she leaves me untouched again. On and on the teasing goes and I start to pump my hips upward, searching for any contact, mad with lust and desire.

And finally, it happens. With what feels like a single fingernail tracing a line up from my balls to the sensitive area just below the head, Sarah makes me cum. I scream my ruined orgasm into her pussy just as she removes all stimulation. I can feel the throbbing and feel my cum leaking out, but the explosion of pleasure is missing. Gone. I came… I technically orgasmed… but it was just as frustrating as being denied for the past couple days.

Leaning back, Sarah pushes her pussy into me again and reminds me to keep licking her softly. While I keep up my work, I feel something warm envelope my penis and have the momentary fantasy of Sarah taking me into her mouth. But that fantasy only lasts a moment before I realize she has a warm wet washcloth and is simply cleaning me up. I groan again as I feel myself growing soft and hear the chastity cage being readied. And on cue, while Sarah trembles from another small orgasm herself, she locks me back up.

When she’s done Sarah climbs off me wordlessly and slips into the bathroom. I hear her wash herself and brush her teeth before returning to lie down next to me. “We’ll count that as your devotional Sadie. You did very well but understand that’s what a reward feels like. If you’re a good girl, we’ll eventually teach you how to cum like a girl. It’ll be much more enjoyable for you. But for now, sleep well. You’ve earned it and have a big day tomorrow!”

Without anything more said, Sarah untied my hands, roughly brushed my hair out with her fingers, then rolled me onto my side, spooning me and snoring lightly into my ear. Sleep was a long time coming for me.