Published: April 29th 2024, 9:45:27 am
“Amanda?” Fiona whispered, propping herself on her elbows to look at Amanda's sleeping face. “You awake?”
“Mmm no…” Amanda groaned, leaving her eyes closed.
“You sure?” Fiona poked Amanda in the cheek, “You seem awake.” Amanda smiled, before grabbing the edge of their blankets and pulling it over her face.
“Imagining things…” She signed, her voice muffled through the blankets. Fiona took a breath, rolling onto her back and staring at the ceiling. Fiona struggled to sleep in on Saturdays. Despite hating the morning, her body got so used to waking up a set time, that even on weekends she’d keep her patterns. Amanda did not seem to suffer that curse.
Fiona slid her arms beneath the covers and around Amanda’s body, resting against her in a hug. Amanda grabbed Fiona’s arm, rubbing circles on her skin with her thumb. Only able to muster that little spark of energy to acknowledge the hug.
Feeling Amanda's bare chest sink and rise beneath her arm was hypnotic. Amanda slept in Fiona’s bed nearly every night now, and rarely did they sleep clothed. She slid her thigh against Amanda's, enjoying the sensation of her perfect skin. Fiona's subdued, yet perpetual arousal began clawing its way back to the forefront of her mind.
A mischievous smile stretched across Fiona’s face. She slid her thigh up further and further, until it was rubbing against Amanda’s cock, slowly moving it back and forth. She felt Amanda shift beneath the covers.
“Whatcha doin’, Fi?” She asked groggily, but Fiona could still hear the insinuation in her voice.
“Hmm? Oh nothing, just trying to get comfortable.” Fiona adjusted her whole body, pulling closer to her. She pressed her hips against Amanda's side, gently rubbing her wetting cage and balls against her. She slipped her hand beneath the covers, grabbing Amanda's stiffening cock and lifting it from her body. Fiona slid her thigh underneath and rested it on Amanda’s stomach, before allowing Amanda's cock to rest between her outer thigh and the blankets. Fiona began gently running her hand up and down Amanda’s shaft.
“Just getting comfortable, huh?” Amanda exhaled. Fiona could feel her hips pressing gently against her thigh. “Why are you moving your hand so much then?” Fiona felt a drop of precum push out and drip against her thigh. She grinned, pressing her cage a bit firmer into Amanda’s hips.
“I don’t know, a bit restless I guess? Sorry, am I keeping you up?” Fiona giggled.
“Not at all.” Amanda defied, stubbornly rolling her head to the side, as if Fiona wasn’t even there. Fiona’s jaw dropped. Challenge accepted.
Fiona slipped her head beneath the covers, kissing her way down Amanda's side. She pushed herself to her knees, climbing over one of Amanda's legs before slowly running her tongue up her shaft. She dropped her hips against Amanda’s leg, slowly grinding as she slid Amanda's cock between her lips.
Fiona eased her way in, slowly bobbing up and down Amanda's shaft, each bob taking her slightly deeper. She let out a gentle moan into Amanda's cock. She had grown to absolutely love the feeling of Amanda's cock in her throat. She squeezed her legs together, starting to drip against Amanda’s leg.
Fiona had barely started before Amanda tossed the blankets off of them. Fiona grinned with pride. Amanda gripped into her hair, pressing her down around her cock. Fiona groaned, sliding her hands beneath Amanda’s butt. She squeezed her cheeks, pulling herself even deeper.
Amanda pulled Fiona down by the hair with constant pressure, trying to get her even deeper. Amanda's cock throbbed in her throat. It was so close. She had taken her almost all the way, only about an inch more to go. She just needed a little more. A little more and she had it. Just–
Amanda thrusted her hips forward. Her cock slipped down her throat in a sudden burst. Fiona’s eyes shot wide as Amanda's stomach pressed against her face.
Snap!
Amanda moaned, but not nearly as loud as Fiona. Fiona shook as waves of pleasure coursed through her. Finally! She pressed her cage against Amanda’s leg, humping desperately as she tried to take Amanda deeper.
The sensation of having no more cock to take. Feeling Amanda's stomach squished against her nose, her balls against her chin. If she wasn’t caged, she would have erupted across Amanda’s leg.
“Fuckk, Fi, yesss!!” Amanda moaned, pressing her hips into the hair. Each pulse of Amanda's cock sent waves of pleasure through Fiona. She could hardly believe how euphoric it felt. She wanted to cum more than anything, yet at the same time, she never wanted to cum again. Afterall, her crippling horniness was the only thing that allowed her to get to this point.
Fiona was completely addicted. She felt like she needed her cock down her throat more than she needed air. She never wanted to pull off. She wanted to live on her knees for Amanda. She was pressing against Amanda's stomach, fantasizing, when Amanda's cock erupted in her throat.
“Goddd…” Amanda exhaled, finally releasing Fiona’s hair after what felt like neverending ropes of cum. Fiona swirled her tongue around her cock as she lifted off, taking a much needed gasp of air.
Fiona could hardly contain her smile. It had taken weeks of training, but she had finally deepthroated Amanda. She beamed with pride as she climbed up the bed, collapsing next to her panting girlfriend. She met Amanda’s eyes, noticing she might be smiling even wider than herself.
“What?” Fiona giggled, shielding her blushing face with Amanda’s shoulder.
“Nothing, I’m just so proud of you! You went from a total amateur to this in a month? Not bad, sweetie.” Amanda smiled at the giddiness her comment caused in her blushing partner. “Although, you forget something down there?”
Fiona stiffened. Had she? She retraced their previous conversations, searching for an order she had forgotten.
“Ummm… I don’t-I don’t think so?”
“Really? Not even this?” Amanda reached down, grabbing something from the bed between her thighs and bringing it up. In her hand was a small black choker.
“Oh my God!!” Fiona grabbed her own neck, as if she didn't trust her eyes that the choker had finally snapped. Amanda burst into laughter.
“I love the way your priorities work… But even if you somehow forgot about it… I guess today’s the big day, huh?”
“I didn't forget about it!” Fiona snapped defensively. There is no way she could’ve. She had been dying to cum almost every waking moment for weeks now. “I just… was too excited about finally being able to–... a-about the other thing.”
“Mhmm…” Amanda grinned. “Well, either way, a deal is a deal! So… ready to finally cu–”
“Yes!” Fiona pulled herself back a bit, “Yes, please. I’m so ready. W-will you please, please unlock me and let me cum?” Just from the idea of finally getting to cum, Fiona’s cage was wetting the insides of her thighs, shaking desperately to be released from its prison. She had almost forgotten what cumming felt like. Her memory was just a blur of frustration and precum.
“Mmm, seeing you so desperate really makes me proud,” Amanda laughed. Fiona blushed, but she couldn’t care about how she was acting. Her pride came secondary to her needs. “First things first though. How do you wanna cum? For holding out for so long, I’ll let you decide!”
Fiona’s brain was flooded with options, like a child trying to pick a flavor of ice cream. She had spent so much time fantasizing about so many things. And for the first time ever they were all within her grasp.
“A blowjob please!” She shouted, before even taking the time to think through all her options. She had lost track of how many times she had blown Amanda, but it felt like hundreds. Each time her body craved that same attention. Just to know what kind of pleasure Amanda was experiencing each time. Especially after Amanda’s tease when making a mold of her cock.
“D-Do you remember when you made a mold of my– o-of me? And you gave me a tiny blowjob through the mold, but I couldn’t feel it at all?” Fiona continued, her voice tumbling over itself as she tried to keep up with her thoughts. “Ever since then, I’ve really really wanted to know what it felt like, I would imagine them every time I gave you one…”
“Mmm yep I remember that. That was fun…” Amanda pumped her eyebrows with a wide smile. “So a blowjob huh–”
“A-and do you remember the first night you locked me up?” Fiona interrupted, racing through her thoughts, “And you kneeled in front of me and made me decide between c-cumming on your–… on you, or letting you decide when I got to cum? Can I…? Can I do that too?” Amanda laughed.
“So a blowjob and a facial then? Of course! I was expecting you to wanna lose your virginity. Finally feel what it’s like to fuck someone. But that totally works!” Fiona’s face froze.
“Well, wait… Actually, c-could I do that? I wasn’t really…”
“Nope! I like your first idea. A blowjob and a facial it is!” Amanda laughed as she watched Fiona’s face drop into a pout. Fiona shook her head, trying to push the thought of thrusting into Amanda out of her mind. She was still about to cum! And experience a blowjob too! But leave it to Amanda to find a way to even make ‘being allowed to cum,’ a tease.
“So…” Fiona trailed off expectantly, biting her lip. Her cage was a leaking faucet. The knowledge of finally being allowed to cum ignited her. Her flat cage had never felt so restrictive. Amanda grinned at Fiona’s eagerness. But instead of matching her, she hopped up from bed.
“Amandaaa!” Fiona whined, crawling to the edge of the bed. “Where are you going? You said I could… You said a deal’s a deal!”
“I know I know, and I will let you cum, but first, I need some food.” Amanda opened Fiona’s dresser, tossing her a summer dress. “Would you mind running somewhere to grab us some food? Honestly, even just Panda Express is fine.” Fiona caught the dress with a dropped jaw.
“Are you… are you serious?” Fiona questioned. “Can’t we just– I can get us food afterrr! Amanda, pleeease!”
“We need some breakfast first! Or with how long we slept in, I guess more like some lunch? Either way. Panda is only like 3 blocks away. After being caged and denied for a month, you can wait another hour, can’t you?”
“Fiiine…” Fiona groaned, getting up from the bed and slipping the dress on. She was hungry too, but it was just significantly lower on her current list of priorities. She brushed the bedhead out of her hair, and made her way to the door. She was about to leave when Amanda stopped her.
“Before you go, do you need panties too? I know you’re a bit desperate to cum right now. Wouldn’t want you leaking so much it dripped past your dress.” Fiona shook her head, sticking a tongue out at her in response, before leaving the apartment out of spite. It wasn’t until she was halfway down the stairs that she figured she probably should have taken her up on the offer.
The trip for food went by fast. Fiona couldn’t stop imagining how amazing her blowjob was going to be. And not just any blowjob, but a blowjob from Amanda. She made herself giddy with excitement, completely failing at her attempts to hide her smile. She kept catching herself pushing into a run, wanting desperately to get the food and hurry back to Amanda’s side. But the streets were busy on a Saturday afternoon, so she restrained herself to a walk, not wanting to draw a bunch of eyes. She grabbed their food, and quickly made her way back to their apartment.
“You know, you could have at least come with… me…?” Fiona trailed off as she entered the apartment. Amanda had drawn the shades, casting the room in a dim light. The couch and coffee table were pushed to the sides of the living room, opening up a large empty spot on the ground that Amanda had covered with a blanket and a lit candle. Amanda was standing in the middle of the room in a white floral dress, holding a plastic rose. “What’s this?” Fiona asked through a widening smile.
“I wasn’t gonna just do nothing, for such a momentous occasion. Although I gotta say, moving the couch and table without you was a bitch and a half.” Fiona giggled. Amanda walked up to her, handing her the chintzy plastic flower. “Congrats on making it exactly 1 month and 1 day denied.” Amanda slid her arm around Fiona’s waist, kissing her softly on the lips.
Fiona was speechless. Amanda took her by the hand and led her to the blanket. She took the bag of food from her, pulling out the boxes.
“This is…” Fiona whispered, struggling to find her voice. Amanda blushed slightly, but continued setting the food out.
“C’mon, sit down. It’ll get cold.” Fiona complied. The two girls broke out their chopsticks and began eating, plucking pieces of food from each other's boxes as they talked. Fiona was ecstatic. Not because she was going to be allowed to cum, but because Amanda had planned something just for her. She constantly found herself fiddling with the cloth leaves of the fake rose, tucked behind her ear.
The girls finished their food. Amanda grabbed the boxes and slid them off the blanket. She shifted on her knees until she was besides Fiona, taking a lock of her red hair in her fingers, fiddling with it. The subtle action shifted the tone of the room, instantly tightening Fiona’s throat in anticipation.
“Take your dress off, please.” Amanda spoke quietly. Her reservation somehow made her request have an even stronger effect. Fiona stripped her dress off immediately. “Can you lay on your stomach for me?”
“My stomach?” Fiona questioned. You can't unlock my cage if I’m on my stomach, though… Fiona thought to herself. But Amanda’s reddened face urged her forwards. “S-sure.” Fiona rolled over, laying her stomach across the blanket. She blushed, laying naked in front of Amanda, unable to see her herself. She could feel Amanda's eyes tracing up and down her legs and back.
Pop!
Fiona raised an eyebrow at the noise, but didn’t look up. Did Amanda decide not to let her cum? Or was she going to make her cum a different way than what she requested? Her mind was racing, when a cold liquid dripped against her back. She took in a sharp surprised breath as her body tensed from the sensation.
“Sorry, sorry! I forgot I am supposed to warm it up in my hands first!” Before Fiona had time to ask her what the hell that was, Amanda pressed her hands into the fluid, slowly pushing them up her back. The relaxing scent and sensation made her understand. It was massage oil.
Fiona beamed into her arm, burying her face against them as she hid her smile. She was giving her a massage! She wanted to twirl around and tackle Amanda for a kiss, but she didn’t want to disrupt her efforts.
It was very evident that Amanda was not a professional masseuse. Her hands were clumsy and uncertain, sometimes pushing too deep into a bone, or too softy and just rubbing the skin. But despite it, Amanda diligently moved from section to section, trying various techniques as she traversed the back of Fiona’s body. She had definitely spent some time researching how to give massages. And while her technique was not quite there, the effort made Fiona bubble.
Fiona relaxed into the massage. Despite her uncertainty, there were moments of the massage that felt amazing. And above anything else, the dedicated attention Amanda gave her was intoxicating. Her cheeks hurt from grinning into the blanket. And feeling Amanda’s smooth hands trace every inch of the back of her body made her leak into the blanket. She was consumed by the duality of wanting Amanda's attention forever, and wanting her to stop massaging her so she could finally cum instead.
“Turn over, please.” Fiona complied. A string of precum stretched from her cage and the small wet spot in the blanket she had created, trailing against her hip as she turned. Her face burned as she laid exposed for Amanda, hesitant to open her eyes. But when she finally did, she saw Amanda's color mimicking her own.
This time Amanda started at her feet. She spent a while massaging them, before slowly moving up her legs. She got to Fiona’s cage, almost causing her to whimper with need as she passed it by, rubbing the oil into her skin as she moved up her stomach. Fiona softly moaned with relief when Amanda rubbed the oil into her chest. Her boobs slid effortlessly between Amanda's fingers. She massaged them, but despite her attention, and much to Fiona’s dismay, she ignored her nipples.
Amanda reached a leg across Fiona’s stomach, kneeling on either side of her to get a better angle to continue her massage. Fiona’s body screamed for her to be unlocked, and for Amanda to sit down and let her slide inside. But Amanda’s attention remained steadfast, only letting the draping of her dress touch Fiona’s skin.
She moved past Fiona’s chest, continuing up until she was massaging her shoulders. She only massaged for a few seconds before her eyes locked against Fiona’s. Her hands slowed. Slower and slower until they finally stopped. She grabbed the base of her dress, peeling it up over her head and dropping it on the floor beside them. She planted her arms on either side of Fiona’s head, letting her hair cascade over her shoulder and onto the floor.
Amanda rested there, staring into Fiona’s eyes. She couldn't get over how beautiful Amanda was. It didn’t matter how long they were together, or how many times she studied the contour of her form, or the glisten of her eyes. She seemed to get more stunning with every passing minute.
She was completely enthralled. It took her several moments to notice Amanda wasn’t actually completely naked. The flicker of the candle reflected off a metal sheen, hanging off her neck. Her chastity keys.
Amanda moved in, slowly pressing her lips to Fiona’s. Fiona shivered from the touch. Her lips felt smoother than silk, and softer than downy. Her heart fluttered with need as Amanda pulled away, beckoning her to follow for a second kiss, but Amanda beat her to it.
She barraged Fiona with the lightest kisses. Each one ignited her further, wetting her appetite for more and more. Amanda had hardly touched her, and she was already panting. She needed this, she could hardly think.
Amanda seemed to catch the cue, slowly moving from her lips to Fiona’s cheek. And then her neck. Inching her way down Fiona’s body. Every time she moved to a new place, Fiona’s stomach turned with excitement, like one more click up the slope of a rollercoaster.
“Amanda…” Fiona whimpered, as her lips kissed over and over just above her leaking cage. She was throbbing against the steel, straining so hard she almost believed she could bust out. An ache radiated through her entire body. Those hundreds of hours of teasing and denial. Every torturous moment. Knowing she was about to cum, it felt like all of that desperation was stacked on top of each other and coursing through her like adrenaline.
Amanda slipped the key into the lock and twisted it. She pulled the cage and ring off, letting Fiona get hard for the first time in an eternity. She groaned with relief, unable to control her hands as they shot towards her throbbing cock.
Amanda grabbed them, stopping them in their place. Fiona almost cried, whimpering as her body convulsed beneath her. She couldn’t be denied again. She couldn’t. Her arms pushed harder towards her cock, refusing to let the opportunity slip through her fingers, but Amanda held firm.
“Please Amanda, no! I need to cum, let me! I need it so bad!” Fiona groveled. “Please, you said I could cum!! I can’t, Amanda, I can’t!”
“Fi, it's okay.” Amanda's voice was silken, stopping Fiona’s body in its place. “I will let you cum. It’s not a trick. I won’t ruin you. I won’t lock you back up and make you wait another day. I promise, okay?” Fiona let her arms relax, slowly pulling them back up to her side. “But I want to actually give you a blowjob. If I let you touch, you’re gonna cum before I can get you in my mouth!” Amanda giggled. “So can you control yourself, or do I need to grab the handcuffs?”
“I-I can control myself.” Fiona interlocked her fingers, pressing her clasped hands against her mouth. Amanda studied her for a moment with a raised eyebrow, before returning her attention to Fiona’s twitching unit.
“Speaking of giving you a blowjob, you need to calm down a bit, sweetie. You’re twitching like crazy! I haven’t even touched you and you’ve leaked a little puddle of precum on your stomach…” Amanda spoke with an endearing tone, the same way an owner might talk about an adorable thing their pet had done. “I think if I tried to lick you right now, you’d pop!”
Fiona blushed, but she was right. She couldn’t even control her own cock anymore. It was twitching feverishly, leaking constantly as it quivered with need. Amanda rested her face on Fiona's hip, eye level with her cock. She ran a calming finger back and forth against Fiona’s thigh, patiently waiting for Fiona’s desperation to gently subside. After a few minutes, her cock was resting in its puddle of precum, gently throbbing against her stomach.
“There we go.” Amanda whispered. She pushed herself up from Fiona’s hips, positioning herself on her elbows between Fiona’s legs. With 1 finger, she slipped beneath Fiona’s cock, creating several strings of precum as she lifted it from its puddle. Without warning, she pressed her tongue to the base, slowly moving up Fiona’s shaft for one slow lick.
“Oh fuck!” Fiona’s entire body contracted. The warmth and texture was like nothing she had experienced before. Her legs clenched around Amanda's shoulders like a vice, trapping her there for what she wished was eternity. Her hips bucked towards Amanda's face, rubbing against her cheek desperately before Amanda could pull her head back.
Amanda glowed from Fiona’s reaction. Eager to incite another, she pressed her lips against Fiona’s tip, and slowly took Fiona into her mouth completely.
Fiona could only groan, her mind unable to form a word. Her entire body clenched, pulling her head and shoulders off the ground as her abs contracted. It felt like her cock was melting in her mouth. It was so hot, so wet and soft, so… so fucking perfect. This was what Amanda was feeling during each of her blowjobs!? She had never experienced a sensation so euphoric. She completely lost herself in it, whimpering and moaning as she felt herself careen towards the edge.
“Oh goddd I’m cum–g-god Amanda fuck I need–FUCK I’m cumming!” Her arms shot down, gripping into Amanda’s hair as her hips thrusted. Amanda pulled back, slapping Fiona’s thighs as a clear warning to let go. Her body obeyed Amanda on instinct, letting go as Amanda pulled off. Her orgasm crumbled away as the cool air replaced her heavenly lips.
“Amandaaaa!” Fiona cried, “You promised! P-please just let me cumm!”
“I will, sweetheart, I will. But I want to give you a real blowjob, not just put you in my mouth for a second! There’s no rush, okay?” Amanda crawled up Fiona, kissing her on the lips. “You will get to cum. So can you sit back and just enjoy it until then?” She asked with a wide smile, before dropping her face to a much more serious expression. “Or I could tie you down so tight you won't even be able to blink without permission?”
Fiona pouted, before lifting her butt a bit and sliding her arms beneath her back, pinning them down with her body.
“Good girl,” Amanda purred, giving Fiona another kiss before crawling back down to between her legs. “I promise you will enjoy this, okay? I’m not trying to tease you or torture you. But if you cum too quickly, I know you’re gonna regret not getting to fully experience a blowjob. Just… relax, okay sweetie? Tonight is all about your pleasure, not your torment.”
“O-okay.” Fiona took a deep breath, closing her eyes and relaxing her head to the floor. She studied the black of her eyelids as Amanda's hands slowly massaged up and down her thighs, then up her stomach and around her ribs, down to her sides and back to her thighs. They ran this little loop, each rotation pulling a bit more of her attention to the sensation they provided, and away from her crippling need to cum.
Her meditative void was disrupted as lips pressed against the tip of her cock, opening up to slowly envelop her into the warm divinity she felt before. She let out a heavy breath that transitioned into a soft moan.
Amanda began creeping up and down her shaft, so slow her lips were barely moving. Each time she felt Amanda’s nose press firmly into her stomach, allowing her cock to disappear completely within her mouth, she thought she might cum. But her cock would slowly reemerge, allowing the cool air to gently nudge her off the edge.
“Fuckkkk it's so good,” Fiona whispered, “Th-thank you s-so much, Amanda. Goddd yesss…” Amanda smiled around Fiona’s cock, but continued her rhythm.
Amanda took her time with her. She exposed Fiona to various techniques. She deepthroated her, she took her mouth off and slid just her lips up and down her shaft. She ignored her cock and licked her balls. She used nothing but her tongue to massage her shaft, swirling around the tip. Even rubbing it between her hand and her cheek. Everything Fiona had fantasized a blowjob would be, but all slow enough to keep her from cumming.
Before long, Amanda reduced her to a quivering, leaking ball of pleasure. And then she continued for another 30 minutes after that. Fiona couldn’t think, she could talk, she couldn’t move. All she could do was whimper and moan. Her cock was her entire world, and she never knew it could feel so incredible.
Amanda slipped her hand around the base of Fiona’s cock, and for the first time all night, she began stroking alongside her lips, swirling around her shaft as her head bounced. Any lingering willpower to hold out. Any lingering bashfulness or reservation. It shattered.
Fiona moaned like never before, waves of pleasure coursed through her as she barreled towards the edge. Amanda sped up, faster and faster as Fiona shook. She went mute as her lungs tightened, her entire body clenching, gripping so tight to the orgasm she needed more than air itself.
Amanda’s mouth disappeared, almost causing Fiona to scream, but the hand continued. Stroking her faster and faster.
“I’m… ffffffu–I’m cumminggg!!!” Fiona screamed. Never… She had never cum like this before. Her body shook as wave after wave of convulsions coursed through her. Her body tingled to the tips of her toes, clenching so tight her ears rang and vision faded. She groaned as she tried to breathe, too flooded with pleasure and ecstasy to remember its necessity. It seemed to last forever, as rope after rope after rope sprayed across Amanda’s face, completely coating her as it shot past into her hair and neck, dripping across her skin.
Relief washed over Fiona, like she had been holding her breath for a month and only just now could find air. Her body collapsed, completely limp. A month and one day. Getting Amanda off several times a day. Teasing. Edging. Even in sleep she found no relief. Her entire existence had become desperation, and finally she found that respite.
“...Holy shit…” Amanda giggled, once Fiona’s convulsions slowed. She was completely plastered. Too much cum to even keep on herself, as drips leak off her onto Fiona’s thighs below. “Guess it was pretty good?” Amanda giggled, trying to wipe just enough off one of her eyes to be able to see.
Fiona couldn’t respond. The aftershocks of her orgasm were still coursing through her. She had no spare energy to muster towards listening, let alone speaking.
Amanda stood up, letting the cum streak down her skin. She was impressed. It looked like she wore several loads worth on her. She looked down at Fiona’s panting body, giggling to herself with glee.
She grabbed Fiona’s phone, careful not to wet it. She opened up her camera. Holding it high for a selfie, she gave a peace sign with a wide smile, making sure to capture her entire body in the frame.
“Cheese!” She giggled to herself. The camera shutter snapped Fiona out of her daze.
“What… What are you doing?” She asked, her relaxation leaking into her words.”
“Just giving you something to remember the occasion by.” Amanda put her phone down. “So what do you think? Everything you were imaging?” Amanda jokingly posed, showing off her cum coating like it was a new outfit.
“You’re so beautiful.” The weight in her words took Amanda off guard. She stopped posing, feeling her cheeks burn in response. She hoped the cum would help hide it from view.
“Shut up…” Amanda tried to brush it off with a bashful chuckle. “You have post nut loopiness…” Her voice quieted. “Let me go clean up.” She tiptoed off the blanket and out of view. Fiona could hear the bathroom door open and close, and the water started.
She sighed to herself. She could hardly believe how incredible she felt. Her body hummed as she replayed the night in her head, trying to ingrain the experience into her memory. Everything was enough to almost make her want to cum again, and yet one moment stuck out in her mind far more than all the others: Amanda’s cheeks as she called her beautiful.
Fiona was too lost in thought to hear Amanda leave the bathroom. She jolted to, when she felt Amanda's hands wrap around her cock and balls, sliding them through the ring of the cage and locking it back in place.
“Couldn’t even let me stay out for one day, huh?”
“‘Fraid not.” Amanda smiled as she crawled back up to Fiona’s side, giving her a peck on the lips. She wrapped her arms around Fiona, squeezing her tight as she settled into place, resting against her chest. She let out a satisfied breath.
“That was really amazing, Amanda... Thank you.”
“See? Aren’t you glad I didn’t let you grab my hair and cum in my mouth the second I touched you?” Amanda giggled. Fiona hated to admit it, but she was. That was the best experience she had ever had. It still felt surreal to her.
“... I can’t believe you get to experience that whenever you want… I’ve even given you several blowjobs in one day! That was so… God I still can’t believe it…”
“Now I bet you understand why I use you until my cock’s sore.” Amanda grinned, kissing Fiona on the cheek. “Hopefully that’ll make all the blowjobs you give me that much more torturous, too. Since you’ll know just how much pleasure I get to feel. Y’know… while you’re feeling the inside of your cage…”
“Yeah, I got it! No need to rub it in!” Fiona tried to suppress her laugh.
“I know. I just wanted to.” Amanda squeezed her even tighter, closing her eyes as she rested with a wide smile. The girls relaxed together, feeling themselves pulled into the sweet allure of a late afternoon nap.
“Should we move to the couch or something?” Fiona asked.
“No, here is perfect.”
They laid in silence. The bliss from their afternoon together washed over them. Neither of them seemed to want to break their embrace. Minutes blurred by. Nothing but the gentle flicker of the candle and the aroma of massage oil.
“I lov–” Amanda broke the silence. Fiona had nearly nodded off, startled slightly by the sudden noise.
“Mmm, I’m sorry, I was almost out.” She groggily giggled, slowly coming back to life. “What’d you want?” Amanda’s face burned.
“Nothing. No, I was just thinking, y’know one month and one day is quite a record now. It’ll be fun to try and break it, huh?” Amanda cleared her throat, purging the subtle shake that was stuck in it.
“Mmmm, fun for whom?” Fiona groaned, smiling as she tried to push the thought from her mind so she could return to the nap she had almost captured.
“For me mostly.” Amanda laughed, a bit of nerves finding their way in. “But no, for you actually! Because I know how much you actually love it. Despite how much you loved cumming just now, I bet a part of you is excited to have the cage back, huh? Don’t you think–” Amanda cut herself off. She clenched her hand tight against Fiona’s chest.
“Don’t I think, what?”
“Nothing… A-actually, that wasn’t really what I was talking about.” Amanda angled her head down as she rested on Fiona’s chest, shielding her face from view. “I actually wanted to say– Well I mean I’ve wanted to say for a while now, in fact. I mean not a while, but for a bit. But I wasn’t sure– I mean–I know it’s maybe kinda soon? Or not really, I mean I guess it has been long enough, but I just don't know with you, because you don’t have a lot of previous– No that's not what I mean, it's not like it's on you! I think–”
“...Amanda?” Fiona lifted her head from the ground. She opened her eyes to see the top of Amanda's head, her finger drawing anxious patterns on the skin of her stomach.
Amanda’s hand froze in its tracks as she sat in silence. Fiona was about to nudge her when Amanda sat up from her chest, propping herself up on her elbows to look Fiona dead in the eyes. Her face was dim in the light, but even through it her cheeks were visibly warm. Her eyes shone with the flicker from the candle, causing them to glow in the dimness of the room. She had never looked so serious, yet simultaneously so beautiful. Fiona was hypnotized by her gaze, locking eyes in complete silence.
“I think… I think I love you… No, n-not ‘I think’... I love you.” Fiona stared at her, completely frozen. Amanda hurriedly continued. “A-and I just wanted to say that, but y-you don't have to say anything–I mean I wasn’t saying that to make you say it or something. Or I’m not like, trying to make you feel–” Amanda’s eyes shot wide as Fiona kissed her. Her hand slipped behind her neck, holding Amanda firmly as she pressed into her lips. The kiss was a new level of electric. Her stomach fluttered, eagerly kissing Fiona back.
Fiona pulled her lips away, resting her forehead against Amanda’s. She nuzzled into her face struggling to capture the whirlwind of emotions tossing her stomach and heart about, trying to find the best thing to say. Finally her mind went still. It was simple.
“I love you, too.”