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Iron Cock - Part 1“Frustrated yet?” She giggled, gently gyra..
Published: April 1st 2025, 10:58:02 am
Iron Cock - Part 1
“Frustrated yet?” She giggled, gently gyrating her hips in a painfully perfect circular motion so the soft, wet flesh of her pussy twisted round his straining cock like a silk tourniquet. “You /look/ frustrated”
Lay on her single bed, bathed in the golden light beaming through her thin curtains, arms tied with ribbons to the cheap head-board, he groaned bitterly as yet another stuffed animal rolled onto his face. ‘Ultra endurance mega max’ sounded great on paper, ‘last longer than ever before’, he didn’t think he needed to take a pill to perform well enough in bed but she /insisted/ he try it. She only told him after she’d tied him down that it was essentially an edging pill, He’d be unable to cum un-till it wore off.
“Mmm, it feels so big and angry inside me”. It was big and angry; painfully so. Every nerve in his dick was firing on full power and he could literally feel the pressure of his swollen prostate burning in his gut; the overwhelming intensity he was used to feeling for only a moment before the euphoric release of orgasm had extended into a mind melting agony, it was only through pure force of will that he wasn’t manning and wailing for mercy. “Feels so good! You’re just my Dildo now, aren’t you? Dildo?”
She loved him. He was gentle, considerate, fun and had a great cock he wielded well. Best of all he made her feel loved. That was new for her. It made her feel a little possessive, just a little, and somewhere inside her she felt a little embarrassed about that. ‘How dare he make me NEED him?!’ was the sentiment that motivated the occasional bout of sexually inclined punishment she felt compelled to inflict; a compulsion she indulged in simply because she knew he loved it when she did. It made him feel wanted when she claimed him like this.
With a pleasured grin she lent forwards slightly and arched her back so his bulging cock pressed right against the good bits inside her. “such good Dildo you are” she purred, grinding herself and looking down at his flustered face. He was so cute, face puffy and red, eye’s watering and strained, lips tightly drawn to keep the flushed moans from slipping out, so determined not to give away how utterly overstimulated he was yet lying there so perfectly obediently while she used him. The glint of defiance in his eyes as he look up into hers made her smile then push a small pile of toys gently over his head, “Dildos don’t have faces”
She traced her fingers delicately up his inner arm, enjoying the contours of his firm muscles and vibration of the violent shiver it caused him. The ribbons tying his hands were symbolic, if he wanted to he could pull himself free in an instant. She found it very exciting how those big hands and strong arms, which so many times before held her helplessly pinned under him, could look so weak and useless by just a few suggestive words from her mouth.
“My Dildo!”
She began to ride him faster. From under the pile of teddies, muffled moaning; her tight cunt pumping his cock was too much for him to hold it in any more.
“OH FUCK, I- I- CAN’T-“ He began to shout but was quickly silenced by two little fingers slipping into his mouth, which he began to suck on.
“Shhh, I’m gonna cum on my Dildo now” She murmured with a husky whisper, bracing herself with her free hand on his chest as her hips slammed wetly and wildly against his. Her building moans were drowned out by his guttural throat rumblings; his entire body felt as raw as an open wound but with pleasure instead of pain, his cock screamed and throbbed like it might literally explode, his mind completely wiped of anything but the desperate and impossible need to cum while her pussy pumped and twisted and tightened in it’s own building climax
“OH FUCK NNNNnn~” her hips tensed up and her cunt crushed his dick as it tried in vein to milk the cum out of it, a tiny squirt of juice spat out onto his groin and he groaned like a dying man. “Fuck, oh fuck” She breathlessly muttered, a little bead of sweat rolling down her freckled nose, “I love you”. Her pussy twitched happily around him as she greedily dragged her hands down his torso, leaving scratch marks without even meaning to.
He was in a state. Practically blinded by the sudden light, the teddies over his face were knocked aside and a new wave of terrible exstacy assaulted him; her cool, soft body pressing against his and her tongue delving into his mouth. Her tongue rolled against his like a tentacle facing his very brain, her fingers rummaging in his hair could have been a thousand tongues slobbering his cock. He was unstuck in time, the soft pull of her slit slipping off of him made him wail, he felt her whisper in his ear “Good boy” at the same time as her mouth lick its way down his chest.
The air cooled his dick, numbing it slightly, almost enough for him to gather himself. Then he felt her soft hand around it. Her mouth was close enough that he could feel the warm air of her breath when she spoke “That’s one, How many times do you think I cum before you do?”
He could only throw his head back and wail in pleasure as her lips suckled their way down his cock.
This is part one of a series, got the creativeness inside me right now.
If you have any filthy suggestions for where this could go, please comment them! I LOVE YOU XOXO