Mike's 40th Birthday Ch. 02

Rachel increased her pressure and quickened the pace as she stroked my cock and brought me to the brink of orgasm. My body tensed, every nerve on fire with pleasure. And finally, with a rush of release, I exploded in ecstasy, spilling my seed with a deep, primal moan. Rachel's hand continued to move, even after I climaxed, her touch lingering with a gentle caress. The aftershocks of pleasure coursed through me as she withdrew her hand, leaving me spent and utterly intoxicated by her touch.

As my orgasm slowly subsided and my cock became flaccid, Rachel started to put the chastity cage on my cock. First, she secured the plastic o-ring around my balls and shaft as I felt it tighten in place. I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness as she gently placed the pink cage on my cock and pulled it firmly in place. Rachel looked down at me with a deep hunger in her eyes. "I want you to put the lock on, and submit fully to me so that I know you are serious," she said as she bit her lip.

I knew that once it was locked in place, I would be completely at her mercy, unable to cum without her permission, and that my deepest fantasy would finally be fulfilled. I groaned as I submitted myself fully to her and locked my cock in the chastity cage. Rachel smiled, "Now that you're all locked up for me, I think it's time we start to prepare for Brad," she said, her voice laced with seduction. Rachel stood up and I admired her stunning body as she stretched and reached for the bedside drawer. She took out the large realistic dildo that we occasionally role-played this fantasy with before and turned back to me with a sultry smile. "Get on your knees," she commanded, and I obeyed.

"It's been a while since I've had a cock as big as Brad, you need to help me practice," she said as she handed me the dildo. With her teasing words, I could feel my cock attempt to stiffen against the cage, feeling the first reminder of my submission as I ached from the restraint. With a mischievous grin, she watched as I struggled against the cage, relishing in the power she held over my pleasure.

Grasping the dildo, I looked deeply into Rachel's eyes, a mixture of desire and anticipation reflecting back at me. Slowly, I traced the tip of the dildo along her inner thigh, teasingly inching closer to her dripping-wet pussy.

"I want you to imagine this is Brad's cock," Rachel moaned, her voice filled with longing. "Slide it inside me, just like he used to."

Leaning in, I whispered, "Close your eyes, baby," as I positioned the toy against the entrance of her pussy. Gently, I started to slide it inside, inch by inch, feeling her tightness wrap around the dildo.

"Oh yes," she sighed, arching her back. "Just like that. Make me feel him, make me remember what it feels like to have such a big cock inside of me."

I set a steady rhythm, pushing the dildo deeper with each stroke, imitating the sensation we both crave. Rachel's moans grew louder, her body writhing with pleasure. "Do you want it harder?" I asked, with a devilish grin.

"Yes, fuck me harder," she begged, her nails digging into my back. "Give it to me like Brad used to." I picked up the pace, sliding the dildo in and out of her with a fervor borne from our shared fantasy. The room filled with the sounds of her pleasure, a symphony of moans and gasps, as her body rocked with the intensity of the moment.

As the climax approached, Rachel's voice grew desperate. "Don't stop," she cried. "Keep going, harder!"

With a final, powerful thrust, I pushed the dildo as deep as it could go, putting Rachel over the edge as she entered a state of ecstasy. She convulsed in pleasure, her body trembled as she shifted her hips to take the dildo even deeper, unable to contain her overwhelming orgasm. She moaned out, "Oh god, yes, yes, Brad, fuck right there," as she orgasmed.

As Rachel's body trembled with the last waves of her orgasm, a mischievous glimmer filled her eyes. She gently pushed me down, guiding my head towards her delicate, glistening folds. "Now, my love," she whispered seductively, "It's time for you to taste me."

The scent of her arousal filled the air, and as my tongue brushed against her, I couldn't help but imagine what her pussy would taste like after Brad. I closed my eyes, surrendering myself to the fantasy. In my mind's eye, I imagined Brad's hands gripping Rachel's hips, his thrusts growing more intense with every passing moment. The vision of his passion overflowed into a vivid image of his climax, as he released his cum deep inside her. With each lick and suck, my tongue eagerly explored Rachel's swollen pussy, imagining the remnants of Brad's seed mingling with her own essence.

Rachel moaned, her voice a sweet melody of satisfaction and longing. "Yes, my love," she encouraged, her fingers intertwining in my hair. "I want you to imagine how it will taste eating me out after Brad has cum deep inside me." I licked and sucked, as her juices flow freely, eagerly lapping them up as I reveled in the taste of her.

"God, that feels so good," Rachel moaned, arching her hips towards my mouth. "You like imagining Brad's cum mixed with my juices, don't you?" Her words only excited me more, as I increased the pressure of my tongue against her swollen clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. "Mhmm, just like that," she moaned, "imagine how I will taste after Brad fills me up."

As my tongue danced across Rachel's sensitive clit, she gasped and moaned, unable to contain the rising wave of pleasure. With each flick and caress of my tongue, her body tensed, her breath quickened, and finally, she succumbed to the overwhelming ecstasy, her hips bucking against my face as she experienced a powerful, mind-shattering orgasm.

Once the waves of pleasure finally subsided, Rachel looked into my eyes with a mischievous smiled and said, "You wanna see the texts I sent Brad? Trust me, they're spicy as fuck," she purred, as she handed me her phone with a mischievous wink. As I started to scroll through the text exchange, Rachel asked "Why don't you read them out loud, darling?"

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"Hey Brad, long time no see. How have you been?"

"Hey, Rachel! I've been good, thanks for asking. What about you? Missed catching up with you."

"I've been good too, just busy with work and life. What's new with you? Seeing anybody?"

"Haha, you know me. I'm too busy having fun, I'm not ready to be locked down yet."

"Nobody has managed to ensnare you yet?"

"Plenty have tried, but I'm a catch-and-release man. Why, are you interested in rehashing old times? I do miss your sexy ass."

"Thanks, Brad, you always knew how to make me blush. I may have been fantasizing about our wild times together."

"Damn, Rachel, those were some wild fucking nights. I still dream about your tight pussy wrapped around my cock - it gets me hard every time. I miss those moans, babe."

"Oh, Brad, you know just what to say to get me wet. We definitely had some mind-blowing sex. And speaking of wild times, Mike confessed a dirty little secret to me..."

"Oh really? Do tell, Rachel. I'm all ears."

"He confessed his fantasy is to watch me with another man. Do you have any suggestions?"

"Yeah, I got some ideas. How about I come over and give him a show he won't forget? I'll make sure to make you scream my name like you used to, babe. I love the idea of making Mike jealous."

"I knew you'd be down for some naughty fun."

"Hell yeah, babe! I can't wait to show Mike just how well I can please you. I'll make sure he sees every inch of my big cock sliding in and out of you while he watches helplessly."

"Mhmm, Brad, thinking about your thick cock stretching me while Mike watches... It's making me wet right now. I want to feel your hands gripping my hips as you thrust into me, showing Mike exactly what he has been fantasizing about. You're still the biggest I've ever had."

"Fuck, Rachel, you always knew how to push my buttons. I want to see Mike's face as he realizes he can't satisfy you like I can. I want him to beg for me to fuck you."

"You naughty devil, that is so fucking hot. I can just picture it, Mike, on his knees in the corner, begging for you to fuck me. I'll make sure he knows his place as I moan beneath you as you pound me with your big fat cock."

"Mmm, Rachel, that thought alone is making my cock throb with anticipation. I want you to make him text me, to beg for my cock inside you. Let's make this a birthday he'll never forget."

"Fuck, that is so kinky. You made me cum so hard thinking about that. I'll make sure that he texts you and begs for you to come over and fuck me."

"I'm looking forward to it babe."

"In the meantime, I want to show you the sexy lingerie Mike just bought for me to wear for you. He hasn't even seen me in it yet."

[Rachel sends a few photos of her modeling the lingerie for Madison. She is wearing a black lace bra, panties and stockings that hug her curves perfectly. The bra is so sheer that her nipples are clearly visible, and the panties are tightly cut that they barely cover her mound. She looks directly at the camera with a seductive gaze, her body begging to be touched and used.]

"Holy shit Rach! You're fucking sexier than ever - I can't wait to rip that lingerie off your body. Look at how hard you've made my cock."

[Brad sends a photo of his staggering 10 inch long, thick and veiny cock, leaking pre-cum from the tip.]

I was shocked looking up at Rachel after reading her text exchange with Brad. My mind was reeling with feverous excitement as my cock tried to grow hard and strained against the cage, reminding me of the power that Rachel held over me. Rachel just smiled and whispered in my ear. "I want you to text Brad. Tell him that we're ready for him." I hesitated for a moment, unsure of what do to. On one hand, the thought of Rachel with Brad was driving me wild with anticipation, but at the same time, I was still hesitant to give in to that desire. But Rachel was relentless. She continued to tease and taunt me, as she stroked my cock through the cage until the throbbing was unbearable. Finally, it was more than I could handle. "Okay," I moaned, as I reached for my phone.

Rachel's eyes lit up with excitement as she watched me type the message and hit send: "Hey Brad, it's Mike. Rachel mentioned... that she wants me to, uh, text you. I'm sorry, this is a bit awkward. She said you might be able to, ummm... help us out."

Rachel looked at me with a dark smile. "You know what this means, right?" she said, her voice low and seductive.

I swallowed hard, unsure of what was to come. "What?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

"It means that you're going to be my little cuckold," Rachel murmured, a sly grin spread across her face. "And you're going to love every second of it."