Authors Note: I have taken a long hiatus from publishing chapters of my story here. Years ago, I wrote chapters 13-16 but never transferred them here from where I originally published them. Recently, I was inspired to continue the story and have written a couple of new chapters that I will publish in the weeks to come.
I have not written the chapters to be standalone, so reading all preceding parts is probably necessary to follow the story.
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Part 13
I had made it through the first two weeks of Tiffany being out of town. I had tried the prostate massager that she left for me to no effect and had been fucked in the ass and milked by Caitlin.
I swore to myself the Monday morning after Caitlin's last visit that I would hold out for the two weeks until Tiffany returned. Although I was still very horny, my balls no longer ached. I would just go to work and keep myself occupied and avoid anything that might stimulate me.
Or that was the plan, anyway. The first half of the third week was pretty uneventful. If anything, I was starting to become accustomed to wearing the device and keeping myself occupied. Then, Thursday morning I woke up to an text message from Tiffany that read "Going to the beach today. Had to get a pedicure yesterday. It was good, but I like yours better :) " And attached to the message was a picture of her feet.
Needless to say, I became aroused... or as much as I could. I was still so horny. I just wanted to rip the damn device off and touch my penis. I felt like too much of this and I just might go crazy. I wasn't sure how to respond to her text and I was feeling frustrated. So I just sent back a sad face.
Later, while I was at the office, Tiffany sent me another text that read "Why the sad face? I thought you like my feet." I responded immediately "I do." And then she wrote "Do you want to kiss them? Do you want to suck my toes?" Just reading the question made my penis swell and strain against its cage. I only responded with a "yes." Her final text, to which I didn't respond, read "Less than two weeks, and you can."
I spent the rest of the day thinking about Tiffany. I missed her. I missed talking to her. I missed having her around. And I missed the new sexual element to our relationship. I would try to concentrate on my work and then she would pop back into my head. It was a wasted day and really sent my plan to avoid sexual stimulation off the tracks.
Before going to bed that night, I succumbed to my temptations and reread her texts and looked at the picture of her feet. It was a mistake that cost me an easy entry into sleep.
Friday, I woke up to some painful morning wood and a return of that ache in my balls. I took my shower and tried to meditate and clear my mind. I decided that I could control my body if I tried hard enough. Yeah right. My balls still ached.
I went to work and was able to keep my mind occupied since my morning was busy. But that afternoon I received an e-mail from Tiffany with the subject "Life's a beach." Attached to that e-mail were 5 pictures of the beach and her at the beach. She was only in three of the pictures but those three made me crazy. One from her perspective of her legs and feet with the ocean in the background as she reclined on a beach chair. And the other two showed her from head to toe in her bikini. I wanted to pound my fists on my desk in frustration. I felt so frustrated that I teetered between feeling angry and feeling weak.
It was Friday, and I considered calling Caitlin, but I decided not to. Only a week and a couple of days more before Tiffany returned. I can make it. I can make it. I can make it. I repeated to myself as I tried to go to sleep.
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Part 14
Saturday morning started off with painful morning wood and aching balls. Without a thought I just took a cold shower, dressed and got out of my place. I knew that hanging around would just be terrible for me. I ran errands, sat at a coffee shop and read the paper, and went grocery shopping. I returned home in the late afternoon and took another shower.
I was very horny and I ached, but I was doing okay. Then shortly after dinner, my buzzer rang. It was Caitlin. I recognized her voice even though all she said was "It's me." I buzzed her up.
A few moments later, there was a knock on my door. I opened it to see Caitlin standing there in her scrubs with her gym bag.
"Hey there sexy." She greeted me with a full body hug.
"Hey. How's it going." I said as we hugged. I was a bit confused, but I stepped back from our hug and motioned her inside and shut the door.
She dropped her gym bag near my door and walked over to the couch.
"I've been thinking about that ass of yours and I want a ride. I have to be at work in just a bit, so I only have time for a quicky. Jump in the shower and make sure you're clean." She said as she sat back on the couch.
I stood there for a second, quietly. I was annoyed, turned on, and frustrated. I was about to object. Then I thought about my aching balls and figured that she was already here. I could just refuse, but I could just do as she asked and be free from that nagging ache. So, I just turned and headed to the bathroom. I quickly got into the shower and made sure I was clean. I dried off and headed to the bedroom with my towel.
I heard Caitlin call from the couch, "Pull out the cock and harness and get into position. I'll be there in a sec."
I got the harness, dildo and lube out and put them on my nightstand, laid out the towel and got into position. Just a few moments later, Caitlin walked into the room wearing nothing but her panties. She walked straight over to the nightstand and put on the harness. Once it was secure, she picked up the lube, gave my ass a smack and got on the bed behind me. She lubed my ass then the dildo and just pressed it up against my anus. She didn't move.
"Do you want it?" She asked me.
"Yes." I answered. More because I knew what she wanted me to say than it being true.
"Show me that you want it." She said, still unmoving.
I tried to push back, but I couldn't with my hands behind my back. After watching me struggle for a little bit, she told me I could use my hands to give myself leverage. I put my hands under me and pushed back on the dildo.
I didn't go very quickly, but I eventually pushed all the way back.
"You do want it, don't you. You dirty little boy." Caitlin cooed. "Now hands back into position."
I dropped my shoulders to the mattress and put my hands behind my lower back. She grabbed my wrists and pushed forward. I fell flat to the towel and she lowered down with me. She wasted no time and didn't give a change to adjust the way she had before. She started pumping furiously. Her breathing became heavier and heavier. Then she groaned and thrust in one last time and remained there grinding her groin against my ass. She had cum and then collapsed on my back with my arms pinned beneath her. She laid there for a minute or two and then got off of me.
"Damn that was good." She said as she got off the bed and started to remove the harness.
I rolled to my side and looked down at the towel. I didn't think anything happened for me since I didn't feel the pulsing I had felt last time. I was right, there was no cum on the towel.
"I'm glad that you enjoyed that, but it didn't work." I said.
"Oh, I can assure you, it worked." Caitlin countered with a smile. "But I think I know what you mean. This was a quicky... a booty call. I had a need and I used your ass to satisfy it. You're free to give me a call if you want to ask for my help. But, right now I need to get going or I'll be late for work."
She went into the other room and threw on her scrubs and I followed her to the door.
"Thanks for the ride, Hon." She said as she leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek and then she left.
I was very frustrated. My balls still ached. My ass was sore and I felt used.
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