Sailing Away Ch 01

To all prospective readers - please bear with me, as this is my first attempt at erotic fiction. This started out as a chapter or two idea, and has blossomed into something much larger than initially planned and is now well over ten; I plan to post them all eventually. The story covers a broad gamut of subjects, including hotwifing, crossdressing, chastity, voyeurism, oral fixations, threesomes and moresomes, light femdom, and a little bit of non-consent (but everyone enjoys in the end); most of the writing involves hotwifing to some extent, so I've submitted it under that category. Thank you for the opportunity to post, and for the (hopefully) kind reviews. - J

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I'm not sure what woke me first. The lapping of the waves on the hull, or the lips on my cock.

Well, to be more accurate, lips on my caged cock.

We got to the boat and cast off from Long Beach yesterday, a 65' sailboat with me, her, and the captain. Big enough to be comfortable, but small enough to be easily sailed with a small crew.

I opened my eyes, looked down toward her, she was laying between my legs, mouth on my chastity cage, bobbing up and down, licking and sucking as if no cage were on it. Slowly. Purposefully. Enough sensation to make me rock hard, filling my cage, but never enough to cum. She loved the control she had over me with it. So did I.

She saw I was awake, and stopped long enough to tell me "good morning. If you make a sound I'll stop."

I knew better than to disobey.

She continued. Mercilessly. Licking, bobbing, sucking. Tonguing the hole in my cage so I would feel real stimulation on my cock...but only for a moment. Now and then she'd stop and lick my sack, lightly sucking my balls, fondling. When she really wanted to torment me she'd rub a wet fingertip around my anus in small circles.

It was all I could do to focus on my breathing, and ensure it wasn't loud enough to be 'noise'.

I tried to relax. I failed. She knew what she was doing, and did it well. I've imagined watching her do this to someone else, a real cock, big and uncaged. Haven't had the pleasure so far, but I can imagine.

She got up off the queen size bed, her red hair flowing below her shoulders. moved to her bag to retrieve something. No clothes of course, she slept naked. She wiggled her ass at me as I watched from bed.

"Close your eyes until I tell you that you may open them." I did as instructed.

She returned, and I felt something on my cock again, not her mouth, something else. Tugging almost. When she placed the back strap behind my balls, I knew she'd brought along the silicone penis extension, and it was now firmly on my cage.

I felt her stroking it. Sticky, almost clumsy at first, until I heard a squirting sound and it smoothed out. Lube. Of course.

"Open your eyes."

She was kneeling between my legs, stroking my cock, buried in its cage and sleeve. Huge by comparison to my own, 9" long and quite thick. Gorgeous to see, and very little sensation for me. Physical sensation that is - mental sensations were making me wild.

She continued to stroke. Slow and deliberate, with intermittent hard tight strokes. Enough of that and I would cum...but no chance with the sleeve in place. Just what she wanted.

"Like what you see, do you? That's a good boy. That cock is soooo nice and hard...and so locked away until I choose."

"Yes mistress, as you wish."

She stroked away, looking at me, bending to lick my balls but never breaking eye contact. I loved it. Hated it. Struggled to not make noise. Wishing for more sensation, stimulation, the chance to cum. She'd had me locked for two weeks already.

Done with stroking, she took the lube soaked hand and rubbed her pussy. I could tell she was already wet, as she dipped two fingers in with no effort, and I heard the wet squishing sounds of her arousal.

She moved up, over my legs, straddling the extra long cock she'd installed. One hand on my chest, the other spreading her cunt lips, she lowered herself on the cock. Never breaking eye contact. As she settled down, I could see the necklace - the one that held the key to my chastity cage, the ever present reminder of who was in charge.

Almost as soon as she bottomed out on the silicone penis, she came. Hard, abs and legs twitching, a harsh fast orgasm. I could feel her wetness on my thighs.

Of course this wasn't enough. She began riding me, the extension, making her pussy gape open as she slid up, making her tits bounce on the way down. Over and over. Slowly at first, but picking up a little speed.

The key stayed stuck to her cleavage with sweat, her delicious breasts bouncing around it.

She leaned forward, grabbed my head, and forced my mouth to a hardened nipple. I was grateful to change my focus from my minimally stimulated cock, to stimulating her instead. Her breathing changed, become more ragged, and another orgasm rolled over her. I bit down on her nipple, forcing her to cum harder - about the only influence I had over the situation.

She rode more, a woman obsessed, enraptured. I tried to touch her legs, but she refused, pulling them over my head and entwining our hands together. This was loving, connecting, but temporary, as she raised them over my head on the bed and held them in place. Now she was really in charge - holding my hands down, not allowed to make noise, unable to cum, while she fucked me, fucked me, fucked me hard, slamming down on the artificial cock covering my own. The key fell free and lay on my chest. The other nipple dangled in front of my mouth, but she wouldn't let me reach it.

After fucking me to another couple of her own orgasms, she instructed me to leave my hands in place and not to move. I did as told.

She knelt back, rising into a neutral position, still riding the cock but more slowly. This time she began to finger her clit, and grabbed onto one of her tits from beneath, squeezing it, raising it to her mouth so she could tongue her nipple. She knew this was one of my favorite visuals, and it drove me further into unrequited lust.

Slowly, with her mouth on her nipple, suckling, licking. Opening her mouth and twiddling her nipple so I could watch. All while slowly rising and falling on the fake dick at my waist, slowly drawing circles around her clit.

She came again, moaning, breath stuttering, making far more noise than I'm allowed, cunt squeezing hard enough I'd have cum immediately if I was allowed any stimulation, and never taking her eyes off mine while she did it. My silence and raised hands were tribute.

After this rolling, complete orgasm, she raised herself off the extension and climbed off the bed. Putting on a t-shirt, she kissed me.

"Stay here and don't move. I'll be back with coffee in a little while." Naked ass below the t-shirt, Lacy headed for the galley.

My cock standing up inside the cage, the extension in place, I nodded agreement and blew her a kiss.