Road Trip

Chapter One-5

I turned and looked at her. She smiled and was so beautiful in the rain. With her shirt soaking wet her n*****s stuck out like dark little beacons.

“You know you have perfect breasts?”

She chuckled, “Typical male. All you guys ever think about is sex.”

“Oh and you don’t?”

“Right now I’m thinking about beautiful yellow flowers that will cover the desert floor. Besides, they’re too small.”

“What, the flowers?”

“No dummy, my t**s. Someday I want to get implants.”

“Why, they’re perfectly shaped, just a little over a mouthful in size, and they’re 100% all natural. I love them just the way they are. They’re absolutely perfect.”

“I’m glad. Oh look! The flowers are starting to bloom.”

I looked out and could definitely see a change. A golden yellow hue was steadily appearing on the desert below. It was unbelievable that it could happen so suddenly.

We spent the entire morning just walking around. She showed me a small stream that rose out of the ground, and a place where it cascaded down over some rocks.

“This little waterfall only happens when it’s raining. Isn’t it pretty?”

I had to agree with her. but I was used to real waterfalls in the White Mountains of New Hampshire that are sometimes hundreds of feet tall. But I guess when it only rains a couple of times a year, even a little trickle over the rocks is spectacular.

“Look. There’s a giant thunder storm over there.”

She was right. A large dark, almost black oval cloud mass was moving this side of the horizon. I could see the lightning flash within it.

“Maybe we’d better head back to the cabin. Storms like that can cause flash floods. Besides, I’ve seen the flowers and my little waterfalls.”

We got back to the cabin just before the big storm hit. The lightning lit up the sky, and the thunder could have awakened the dead. Rain and hail fell as hard as I’ve ever seen it, but just as quickly as it started, it was over. We grabbed a couple of beers from the frig and went out to sit on the porch.

I turned to her and spoke. “I think I’m going to move on tomorrow.”

“Why,” she whispered as a little tear formed in the corner of her eye. “You said you’d stay around for a while.”

“I know, but if I stay any longer, I’m never going to want to leave.”

“I don’t think I want you to ever leave. I’m falling in love with you.”

“No, it’s not love, it’s just lust. We’ve only known each other for just a few days. I think it’s best if I move on to Tahoe and then come back and visit in a couple of weeks. Maybe you can come out there and see me for a while there as well. Let’s play it slow and see what happens. If it’s meant to be, it will happen. Give it some time.”

She agreed, but she was a little sad for the rest of the day.

After dinner we watched a little TV off the satellite and then headed to bed. Once again she started her routine with me on my knees between her thighs and my hands locked behind my back. She moaned and panted through a multitude of earth-shaking orgasms.

“Maybe I’ll go with you to Tahoe,” she said as she lay there composing herself.

“We’ll talk about it later,” I said as she unlocked my cuffs.

“Come on. Get up on the bed. It’s your turn for some fun,” she told me.

“Don’t you want to have your turn handcuffed to the bed, so I can do what I want to you?”

“Maybe later. We’ll just change things up a little tonight. You know… a little variety.”

Before long my arms were locked to the upper corners of the bed and then she did something a little different. She spread my legs and quickly fastened a metal shackle around my ankle securing it to the lower bed post.

“Hey, what’s that?” I asked.

“Just changing it up a little tonight like I said,” she responded as she pulled my other leg apart and locked it to the lower bed frame.

I pulled and tugged on the cuffs just a little to test my bondage but found there was no give to the chains and cuffs. There was no escape. I was spread eagle on the bed and completely at her mercy.

She quickly climbed up and started to give me a blow job, while I again worshiped her starving p***y. She had a few more orgasms but never let me c*m. All the while I could feel my balls tingle as they produced more stuff, but she kept holding off, not letting me blow.

The teasing and my constantly unsatisfied erection lasted for better than an hour before I blew my rocks. As she squeezed my balls and rubbed my c**k with her magic fingers, I finally came. Ribbons of hot creamy spunk shot from my c**k, landing on my belly and chest, but she didn’t stop. On and on she continued to jerk me off. I was so sensitive, and my nerves were going wild as she continued. It was actually a little too much stimulation, but I could not stop her.

Sometimes she’d stop using her hands and just sucked on my d**k, taking it deep in her throat. I could feel an excitement building and suddenly another load emptied onto my belly. I could hardly catch my breath as the lust of that moment engulfed me.

“Oh f – u – c – k…,” I moaned.

Then she started in once more.

“Oh s**t… no more. I don’t think I can handle it another time so soon.”

“You don’t have a choice as long as you’re cuffed to the bed. Remember it’s my turn to do to you as I please.”

I raised my head off the pillow and watched her dipping her finger into c*m that pooled in my belly button. Then as she started to jerk me off again, I felt her finger on my asshole. Before I could react and tighten my bud her finger slipped in right to her knuckles. Immediately I felt a strange sensation.

“M – m – m…”

“Oh you like that, do you?”

“It feels different. It’s good.”

“I’m massaging your prostate.”

Before long a second finger had entered my tight bung hole, and she continued to suck me off. It took a little longer this time but finally a small ribbon of junk flowed from my cockhead. I was spent. I had never experienced anything like that before. Three times she brought me. Three times in a row I blew a load similar to her multiple orgasms.

Then before I was completely drained, she started in once more. My c**k was not responding however. It remained limp and uncooperative no matter what she did.

“If that’s the way you want to be, then I’ll fix it good.”

Quickly she climbed out of bed and went to her dresser. She removed something from the top drawer and climbed back between my legs.

I looked up at her and saw a strange silver metal device that she held in her fingers.

“What’s that?”

“Oh just something,” she said as she gathered up my c**k and balls in one hand and snapped a tight ring around everything at the base of my c**k with the other. That was soon followed by a small metal cage. My c**k was forced deep into the strange, curved, bird-cage type device and with two solid clicks it was locked in place.

I looked up at her as she smiled. “It’s all tucked away safe and sound. Your c**k belongs to me now. I’ve locked you into a chastity device that only I can remove. You’ll soon find out that getting an erection or even having s*x is virtually impossible, as long as that thing’s locked around your c**k and balls. That’s your reward for not letting me play some more tonight. You were supposed to let me go first.”

“But…”

“No buts, slave. Now you just stay put, and I’ll get something to get all that c*m cleaned up. Then you can please me like you should have in the first place.”

“You wanted to change things up a little tonight.”

“Yeah I did, but it’s a woman’s prerogative to change her mind, isn’t it?”

“But…”

“There you go with that but again. Right now this is only a game we’re playing. It’s not like you’ll have to wear that thing forever, but I could make you if I wanted to. Just imagine going on to Tahoe and not being able to have all the s*x you want. I could keep the key, and you’ve have to come back here every few days for your pleasure and mine.”

“I hope you’re kidding.”

“Maybe I am, and maybe I’m not. Wouldn’t you like coming back for a visit every few days and spending time in my bed.”

“Yeah, I guess so, but…”

“No more buts… just get busy pleasing me again.” Before long she was again straddling my head and letting my tongue bring her to another round of joy. It was then that I first realized how restrictive that piece of steel really was. As I ate and tongued her p***y, I was again getting turned on. My c**k decided it wanted to have an erection. Ha! It couldn’t. There was no way it could get big and hard with that thing locked in place. In fact, it was a little painful, as it struggled and fought to free itself from that damn cage.

I figured, however, that it was all a matter of time before she would want my seven inch c**k pounding away inside her so I’d just have to wait her out.

Before long she had another powerful orgasm and flooded me with her girl c*m. I willingly drank her musky nectar and lapped away at the fountain of its source. That lasted for a while, but she soon tired and crawled up next to me and quickly fell asleep. Before long my eyes were heavy, and I drifted off as well.