Cock Caged by a Big Older Lady Ch. 01

I try to beg. "Please, no, he's so gross..." But Miss. Simmoms cuts me off, her free hand caressing my hair, a tone of sweet danger in her voice. "Boy toy do as mommy tells you, or I'll leave your bare ass on the next corner.

I obey snapping a few pics of my hard penis. Then I held the camera over my head, and spread my legs for the full body photo. In the screen I felt I looked pretty sexy. Before I took the photo I put on a flirty expression, and stick my finger between my lips, like a slut.

Miss. Simmoms took back the phone, and giggling, sent off the photos. Almost immediately the bartender responded, and she read allowed. "Cute boy, cute ass, cute cock, I wish I had him locked in my basement..."

Miss. Simmoms looks over at me with pride, gently stroking my rigid dick. "You know, I bet my friend at the bar is sooooo jealous of me... A pretty young boy at my complete disposal. What do you think that old gay creep would do, if he did have you tied in his basement?"

"I dont know Miss. Simmoms." I muttered, I was so turned on and humiliated.

Suddenly Miss. Simmoms stopped stroking me and grabbed my balls, hard enough to make me wince. "I think you do know boy toy. Now tell me, what would that creepy old gay man do, if he had you tied and helpless?"

I was so turned on and humiliated, I wanted to cry. "He'd keep me tied up and take my clothes off..."

Miss. Simmons' grip on my nuts only got more painful, she wanted more. "He'd take my clothes of and molest me. He'd slap me around and make me suck his penis." Tear welling in my eyes I finished. "He'd take advantage of me. He'd pull my undies down, and he'd rape me. He'd rape my butt."

This seemed to satisfy her, and she released my testicle, and went back to stoking my rock hard dick.

Shorty we pulled up a condo, in an upscale part of town. I was a little reluctant to get out of the car nude. I tried to scan the street for traffic, but before I could check Miss. Simmons literally yanked me out of the SUV by my cock. As she dragged me ruffly up the walk to her front porch, all I could focus on was the huge womanly butt moving in font of me. I'd fallows those pink yoga pants anywhere.

We entered a well appointed living room, and Miss. Simmons instructed me to kneel in front of her couch, with my hands behind my back. At that point I was far beyond the point of questioning Miss. Simmons, I was just so glad have my bare butt off the street.

Miss. Simmons left then, and I had to wait for what ever would come next. My head was swimming she had said if I was a good boy she'd let me see those beautiful boobs, maybe even suck them. She also said she would "slap me around and sit on my face."

I didn't have long to wait, Miss. Simmons soon returned, carrying with her champagne, glasses, and a gym bag. I stayed obediently still as she took a seat in front of me, setting the drinks and bag down on a near my table. Miss. Simmons sat with her legs spread extra wide, the cleft of her big pussy only inches from my face.

She poured us each a class, handed me one and spoke. "To your sweet little ass".

I took a sip, but Miss. Simmons drained her drink in one gulp, then looked at me crossly, so I gulped mine down. Feeling even more tipsy than before, Miss. Simmons took me by the chin and spoke into my face.

"Boy toy, you've been a good boy so far, you've done everything mommy asked you to do. Are you ready to see mommies big tits."

I moaned, thrusting my hips forward, my hand still obediently behind my back. "Yes Miss. Simmons."

"That's good boy toy, but before you can see and suck, I need one more thing. You see I don't want an inexperienced boy like you groping and grabbing me, I only want your innocent mouth on me."

I looked up, from her spread legs, clearly outlined pussy, past her massive breasts, to her face, and whispered. "Yes Miss. Simmons, anything you ask. I will only touch you how you want to be touched."

With that she was up in an instant, pulling a length of rope from the gym bag and coming around behind me. "That's good then boy, but I just want to make sure you dont forget in the heat of the moment. I've enjoyed boys your age before, and I know what to expect."

Then Miss. Simmons was tying my wrists behind my back, each hand to the opposite elbows. Keeping my hands behind my back, and keeping me from protecting my butt. This helplessness was depicted to me clearly, because as soon as I was secured, Miss. Simmons grabbed me by the hair and started slapping my butt.

I squeezed and struggled, but she just laughed at my thrashing and reached around, and stoking my thick shaft a little. "You like it when I slap you around boy toy, don't pretend you don't. You penis betrays you." Then the big strong women was rubbing my ass, holding me bent forward, her fingers began to slide up and down between my cheeks. I moaned and she said. "I bet you like a lot more too, hu?" She rested a big finger over my ass hole, pressing very gently. "But thats for later..."

Then with another hard slap, and she was moving back in front of me, again on the couch, leg spread, towering above me. Looked up, bound and kneeling, I watched as Miss. Simmons slowly pulled up her tight white top. As the top came off, her massive tits popped out, barley contained by a lacy black bra. I could see above the bra part of pancake sized aromas.

Miss. Simmons "Well little boy, do you wanna see mommies big tittys?

I couldn't believe what was happening to me, at the moment I felt like I would do anything for that women. "Yes mommy." Was all I managed to get out."

She grinned at my words, bouncing her breasts. "Mommy... I like that, from now on you'll call me mommy. Now beg, beg to suck your mothers goddess breasts!"

"Please mommy please." I begged, bound and kneeling, cock bobbing up and down. "Please let. Me suck your tits, please. I'll do anything you ask, please." Tears welled in my eyes. "You can do anything you want to me, please... please mommy."

In slow motion Miss. Simmons reached behind herself, and unclipped the bra. As she shrugged out of the straps, her cantaloupe sized boobs, flopped out separating, hanging huge and low over her belly. I could see a network of tiny blue veins, leading up to her big aromas. Miss. Simmons's nipples were big, stiff, and pointed slightly down.

I wanted to put my mouth on those breasts so bad... Her tits were the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, but bound and helpless as I was, all could do is look. I wanted more than anything to just jump and grab them, or at least start stroking my own thick penis.

Enjoying my revery, Miss. Simmons posed, hands behind her head like a model, shoving her chest out. From my kneeling position below, looking up at her huge globe breasts, and strong arms and shoulders, Miss. Simmons looked like a warrior goddess. I felt like I had been taken captive by an Amazonian, for her ha rime of boys. I squirmed, my hips humping the air, whimpering softy.

The goddess leaned forward taking me by the hair, and gently pinched my nipples. Her boobs sagged inches from my face and she whispered. "Boy toy your gonna learn how to use your mouth on me... on my tummy, my nipples, my legs, my ass and hairy vagina."

Next she yanked my head back by the air and holding one of my nips in vice grip. Miss. Simmons spoke right into my up tuned face. "You're going to do exactly as I tell you, right boy toy."

"Yes Miss. Simmons" I stammered.

Out of no wear Miss. Simmons slapped my hard across the cheek. "What?"

"Yes mommy." I quickly corrected. "Yes mommy, I'll do just as you say mommy. I'll kiss your tits, your belly and pussy... your ass."

"Good boy, lick slow now, teas me." She whispered as she guided my mouth to her massive utters.

I am kissed her belly first, bending squarely with my bound hands. I kissed her round tummy just above her waist line, I drew my tongue over her navel piercing, slowly working my way up her body. Stretching up as far as I could on my knees I could just barley reach her boobs with my mouth. My young penis felt like it would burst at any moment, as I got to her breast, and took a nipple in my mouth.

I'd never thought a big sexy women like this would ever want me. I licked and suckled in ex tasty, I was in heaven, I never wanted it to end. Holding my by the hair, Miss. Simmons quickly showed how she like to have her tits gently sucked and flicked with the tongue.

Then I was being pushed back down, and Miss. Simmons was standing above me taking off her yoga pants. Her thighs and ass were naturally massive, but also strong from Jujitsu. Her skin was pale and lightly veined. Sitting back down in front of me, she spread wide. Now all that separated my face from her women hood was the thin cotton, of a light grey work out thong. I could see where the fabric had been darkened by her sweaty pussy and ass, and it drove me crazy.

"Take off my panties boy."

I bent forward as best I could on my sore knees, and got the waist band of her undies between my teeth. Miss. Simmons lifted he ample ass off the couch and brought her legs together, and I managed to get her panties down to her feet. Then I kissed my way back up her legs, starting at Miss. Simmons's pink painted toes.

When I got to her thighs, Miss. Simmons took me ruffly by the hair and guided my lips to her clit. Without ceremony, she shoved my face in her dripping bush, and started grinding on my face. I was shocked by the taste, the smell, by how hairy and wet she was. But I was shocked even more by how callously I was being used for her sexual pleasure. I felt deeply ashamed, and also extremely turned on.

Quickly I found a rhythm of sucking and flicking with the tongue that Miss. Simmons liked, and she kept my mouth in the right position with sharp jerks at my hair. Soon Miss. Simmons got into a good groove, moaning, and was calling my a good little boy toy. She teased me as she rocked against my face. "Hope you like the taste little boy, this is just an appetizer... Mamas gonna drink and cum in your mouth all night long."

I tried to keep my pace wanting more than anything to please her, and she pumped harder, gripping my head between her legs. My face pinned, Miss. Simmons ground on my mouth, I was no logger serving, I was simply being used. She was face fucking me, using me like a vibrator. Her legs were gripping my head pain fully, and she was bucking against my trapped head. "Im gonna use you and beat you. Pound that sweet ass all night long. Then Im a toss your cloths out the front door and shove you out after!"

With that she came. She came hard, bellowing like a wild animal, her juices going right into he less mouth. I was trapped. I did my best to keep licking. Miss. Simmons was shaking, shoving my mouth into her crotch harder than ever, and I couldn't breathe.

Finally, she realised my face, and I could pull back a few inches. Miss. Simmons leaned back on her elbows, and watched me was gasping for breath. My clean-shaven cheeks were wet, and a string of saliva and pussy juice briefly connected my lips to her vagina. Then I was being yanked by the hair back tp that mass of wet pubs again. She pushed my face lower this time, and commanded.

"Put your tongue in my hole now, lick up my cum. Don't touch my clit right now, just my hole,"

"Yes mommy." And I stuck out my tongue. As I licked she rocked gently, enjoying the after glow of her orgasm. Miss. Simmons poured herself another glass of champagne, and lit a cigar, leaning back like an empress in a throne.

Miss. Simmons big hairy pussy was wet and creamy from her reticent orgasm, and her mature taste and smell was driving me wild. I was tasting all her fresh cum, as well as all her crotch sweat of the day. She had been sparing earlier that evening, wrestling with men and over powering them with her legs. Now, I had my tongue as deep as it would go in her showered vagina, and my cock felt like a metal bar.

Miss. Simmons pushed her hips up a little more, relaxing and pushing my head still lower. I licked slowly down from her vagina to her ass. I was afraid to lick her ass hole. I tried to kiss around her cheeks play fully, hoping I wouldn't have to, but a sharp tug on my hair put me in my place.

I had stared at that huge bottom all night, watched it consumes a bar stool, watched it jiggles as I fallowed it out of the bar, and to my doom. I had wanted that ass so badly, and now I was getting it all right. Miss. Simmons began to moan, puffing on her cigar. I licked more confidently, pressing the tip of my tongue into her hole, and the big woman ground her hips.

"What would my mother think if she saw you right now? On your knees, naked literally kissing the ass, of a woman her age?"

My mouth being occupied as it was I couldn't reply. The idea of being caught like this by my mother was terrifying. The though filled me with shame, but also some guilty excitement. I felt so humiliated, so used, and so turned on. What I was doing was so wrong, but it felt so good.

Then Miss. Simmons was guiding my mouth back up to her vagina. "Start very slow, this time. Very gently now. Tease me. I want this take a long time. I want your jaw sore in the morning"

I lapped her clit delicately, in slow motion, barely brushing my lips against her womanhood. I licked and sucked the big lady's clit till my jaws ached, and my neck was sore. It took a long time to get her stimulated, but I am work my tongue, knowing I had no other choice.

After what felt like ages, she became more aroused, and I lapped a little more vigorously. Slowly her wide hips began to grind, and I felt her big hand on the back of my head, pressing my face in deeper. I picked up my pace, and I could tell Miss. Simmons was going to orgasm again. Her legs tensed, and Miss. Simmons came in my mouth for the second time that night.

I kept lapping her clit quickly wile she shook with orgasm, only slowing my pace as she finished. Remembering what she had liked earlier, I moved down from her clit and put my tongue in her gooy hole. "Your learning boy toy." She murmured, as I lapped up the juices from her hairy vagina.

Next Miss. Simmons let she know she was finished, with two hard slaps across my cheeks. I sat back on my heels, my face wet, and looked up at the goddess towering above me. Looking up from below her bush and belly, I stared up at her big tits, and knew I was in love. She sighed stretching with contentment, looking down at me like I was nothing.

"On your feet boy toy!" I staggered to my, feet bound and naked, in front of this women old enough to be my mother. "Yes mommy."

Miss. Simmons inspected my fit young body, her eyes finally resting on my thick cock. She ran a finger over my bulging shaft, making my hips buck. "You have such a nice penis young man. I want it. I want own it all to myself. I wanna be the only one who gets to touch it, play with it. I wanna show it off to my friends like a trophy. And Im gonna take it. John Im gonna take you penis."

With these chilling words she pulled from her bag a clear plastic tube and some rings, and a lock. My heart sank, and Miss. Simmons continued teasing my dick, as she spoke. "Do you know what this is boy toy?" I gulped, looking down at the floor. "Yes mommy."

At this she took me by the chin forcing me to meet her eyes. "Tell me what it is then, and what it's for, and how you found out about it." I bit my lip tears welling in my eyes. "It's a chastity cage." I moaned. "It's to keep boys from touching their own penises. They can't even get hard at all, unless their mommy unlocks them." Gulping I finished. "I saw it on a porn website, when I was home alone."

She was still running long finger tip up and down my over excited cock. "This will be the last time you cum for a wile boy toy, try and enjoy it..." With those ominous words Miss. Simmons, took my penis. in one big hand, pointed it at her massive tits started rubbing. She knew exactly what she was doing. I was completely under the big amazon's control, and I was ready to cum in no time.

"Good boy cum! Your gonna lick it off my tittys when you're done. You'll be eating all your orgasms from now on... Cum now, right now! Cum on mommies tits."

She was talking to me like dog, like I was her bitch. Miss. Simmons had no emotions about making me orgasm. She just wanted me to ejaculate, so she could lock my cock. "Cum, cum now! You can lick me clean when your done. Now cum! Cum on my command!"

And with those magic words I ejaculated. It was like heaven. I closed my eyes, and moaned. I felt so ashamed of myself all ready, and my physical pleasure now, made me even more embraced. My hips bucked wildly, but Miss. Simmons gripped me tight by the dick, and aimed my seamen at her beautiful boobs. I came and came, covering her tits with creamy white jizz.

As I finished she pumped me, making sure she got out every drop. I looked down at the hot gooy mess I'd made on those big massive jugs, and my heart sank again, as I thought I'd very soon have to eat that gross slime.

As soon I had cum, my mind began to clear, and I realise what a mistake I had made coming here at all. These women was crazy, and now she had me at her mercy. I was in big trouble. It brought home to me how bad that trouble was, by the sensation of a first plastic ring being secured around the base of my cock and balls.

With in a few seconds, Miss. Simmons had my penis tubed and locked. As the lock clicked, I looked down at my caged cock in terror, there was no key in sight. If only I hadn't gotten in the car with her, if only I hadn't let her tie my hands... but it was too late for all that now. Miss. Simmons had my penis now, she owned. She owned me, and I knew it.

I knew what I had to do. I bent forward, and licked, the first gob of cum of her big aroma. I'd never tasted semen before and it was gross, salty and slimy coating my tongue. I almost gagged as I swallowed the first mouth full. Miss. Simmons grinned at my discomfort, and guided me. back to her slimy tits by the back of the head.

Eating my own cum was somehow the worst shame of all. It was worse than being stripped and spanked in public, or being made to give head over and over. It was even more humiliating than having my naked pictures shared with her gay friend. It was worse than having my cock caged. It was a sort of ultimate submission, showing I would degrade myself for her in any way she asked.

As I lapped my mess off one huge tit and then the other, my young penis began to harden and strain at its cage. The tight cage made me wince and tears welled in my pretty eyes. As I moved down to the cum that had dripped on her big belly, Miss. Simmons re-lit her cigar, and poured another glass of campaign. She settled further back on the couch, pushing her hips up, and I knew what she wanted.

After licking up the last mouth fulls of my gross slime, I swallow, and kissed lower. Moving my mouth down her belly and hairy mound, I kissed her thighs, tongued her hole and finally settled my lips on her clit. I knew Miss. Simmons wanted another blow job. So with tear streaked cheeks, naked, abused, bound and cock caged, I gave Miss. Simmons another blow job.

She must have enjoyed locking my cock, because her pussy was hot and wet as soon as my tongue entered it. However this didn't mean she came quickly. It looked like I was in for a long nigh on my knees. My neck ached, my jaws ached, my knees were sore. I hurt like a bitch, but I went on.

I went on and on, licking and lapping and sucking at her big clit, vocationally corrected in pace or angle, by a sharp jerk to my hair. Having my face forced in her damp hairy women hood drove me wild, and my poor young penis suffered horribly in its cage.

After what seems like ages I felt her legs crushing my head again, I couldn't breathe, and Miss. Simmons was bellowing as she come into my willing mouth. Finally, she released me, gasping for breath. I obediently did as before, sliding my tongue down to her hole, and lapping up her juices. Then I sank lower, and licked her ass.