It has been two days since my first real play-session with my girlfriend. And oh my, was it two very long days since then. My hope that living my fantasy would reduce my horniness and leave me free to think about other stuff was absolutely crushed. I couldn't stop thinking about it, about her. About her thighs, the change of her tone when she commanded me, the look in her eyes. Just the thought of it was turning me for both days, but there was nothing that could be done.
My courage was spent, we were both resting - and the second day, while daydreaming about how my hands were helplessly tied together I received an awful message. "sorry, gtg home. club stuff" My heart sank a little. I was so pumped about this evening, I knew I almost had a wet dream last night. With my mind focused on the topic I got hard again and had to squirm in my chair, surrounded by unaware colleagues.
My mind set off, thinking about what I could do tonight, while she's gone.
I hadn't been absolutely honest to her. I have a... couple of toys that I've kept secret from her. My plans were done in a minute and I had a few hours to perfect them before going home. An hour before my shift ended, everyone left and I was alone, once again. I logged into my porn-account on reddit with no hesitation whatsoever. The hour flew by in a daze and soon I was opening the door to our empty flat.
Oh, how ready I was for this. Dropping my clothes as I went I reached my computer already naked. Loading up my favorites I needed no help in getting hard. The pictures of latex-clad mistresses forcing huge objects into the backs of skinny boys like me got me to the first edge as I breathed heavily. Quickly making space around myself and getting my toys kept me focused and soon I was laying on the ground in front of my computer, tying myself up.
First were my legs, which I tied into a frog-like position, forcing myself to lie on my back. Next I put a pair of mistresses - wait, no, girlfriends! - panties into my mouth and secured them with a short rope. My mind was going crazy, but I kept my cool and finished my setup by tightening a belt around my neck as tight as I could, choking myself a little, especially whenever I tried to look at the monitor. Which was all the time. Now came the cherry on top, my secret. A large butt-plug that can vibrate stronger than most vibrators. It took me quite some time to get it in, the last stump is always problematic.
As it went in I exhaled and pushed it back out immediately, causing myself to throb heavily, leaking the first precum of the day. I pushed it back in, faster this time, hitting just the right spot. As I turned the plug on, the mistress on my screen began pegging her sissy hard. And so did I to myself, moving it in and out furiously.
Pure bliss was overtaking me and I was getting into it. But then, a touch. A touch on my shoulder. I turned my head left to see my girlfriend standing there, smiling deviously. I felt blood rushing into my cheeks, but before I could react, she sat down next to me and grabbed the plug with one hand and my cock with the other. "So this is what you do when I'm not at home?" she whispered into my ear as she made a single stroke and squeezed me. I was overwhelmed, not knowing where to look or what to do I barely managed to nod my head before desperately looking at my pulsing cock that she just held in a tight grip.
"Well," as she started whispering into my ear again, I felt the plug began moving back and forth slowly, "let's see if you can take what they do."