I saw the couple packing and assumed they were off for vacation or a weekend trip somewhere. It wasn’t until five days later I saw Jamie outside and the car still out of the driveway. I figured they were home from their trip.
No, he said. She’s visiting her parents. I’m home alone.
I maneuvered down the driveway and entered the side door once it was dark out. My wife left to pick up a friend from the airport. We had a small window for our fun.
He was bent over. A school girl skirt failed at covering his ass. A surprise. Not the first
Dressing up for me? I asked, feeling his cheeks. I moved around him, admiring the thigh highs stockings and pleaser heels he also wore. I could get into this, I said. Yes Ma’am, glad you like the surprise. I have much more. Good. You’ll show me going forward.
I asked him to get on his knees. He obliged. I sported a longer, less girthy strapon and promptly pressed it to his lips. He kissed and licked and swallowed while keeping eye contact. I played with my breasts and ran my hands through his hair, pressing his mouth further down the shaft. My feet found not his cock. But a hard plastic device.
What’s this, show me.
It was a chastity cage. His wife locked him into it before going out of town. She is very much into it. He said. So you’re denied an orgasm from this cage by your wife and you’re getting pegged by your neighbor? Yes Ma’am. So no coming today for you? No Ma’am. Good. I like that. Can’t spoil you too much. He went back to sucking the dildo before him as my toes and soles smashed his balls and kicked his cage.
I hammered into him. Gripping the skirt as the bed rocked and rattled I was fucking him so hard. I could feel his precum dripping from the cage. Long strands, on his legs and mine. Our last two sessions ended with his orgasm. His cage made that impossible. We moved more onto the bed. His legs over my shoulders. Loved the feeling of stockings on my skin, heels sky high. His balls were heavy and full and ripe for my slaps. I batted them around with each hand like a cat playing with a ball of string. Pinched skin. Flicked and groped and grabbed. I took control of them. He whimpered and whined as I inflicted punishment. “Not rewarding me with your load on my tits is very disobedient of you. And to think I was going to let you paint my face with your load!” I wasn’t. I had no plans at all. He groaned. Whimpered. It was adorable. I took turns tasting his precum and allowing him to lick it off my finger.
Is this fun for you even if you’re not going to come? He nodded. He was staring at my tits in their top. I unbuttoned my flannel to show more of my laced bra. You like my tits? He nodded. Well, if you weren’t the owner of a useless cock I could have given you a tit fuck. But no. You’re a pervert. Youre into this. I squeezed his whole cage and balls at once and laughed. I wouldn’t be opposed to a tit fuck. It had been years since I even thought about it. Knowing I couldn’t have my bluff called was fun.
My phone rang. He looked nervous. It was my wife. She had just dropped off her friend and was calling to ask a simple question. I kept working the strapon into him as we chatted. It turned me on. A lot. A lot a lot. I put my finger to my lips. I smacked his bouncing balls. Taught. Firm. Swollen. Looked wonderful with the addition of the ring.
I was still on the phone when I pulled out of his ass and disappeared from the bedroom.
-More to come.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xntta6/fm_pegging_my_new_neighbor_part_three