Gilded Cage

Lillian laughed. God, she loved this man. He knew her body better than she knew herself.

“Now, the balls.” Brandon withdrew his fingers.

Lillian gave the package to him. He tore it open with impatience. He extracted two glimmering gold-coated metal balls that were connected with a thin gold chain.

“Hmm, so this is what Ben Wa balls look like.”

“You mean, you’ve never played with them before?”

“How often do you think I fuck? No, I’m not into toys.” His eyes drifted up and a wicked smile blossomed. “Maybe I am now, because of you.”

“I’m a bad influence.”

“You’re a naughty, little temptress.” Brandon ambushed her with a deep, long kiss. “But I don’t mind.” He felt her pussy. “Not wet enough.”

“Damn. I knew I should have bought some lube, too.”

“Lube?” He shot her an offended look. Brandon put the Ben Wa balls in the sink. “What would you ever need lube for? I’ll make you wet, babe.”

Oh my! Lillian went dizzy when she caught his drift. Brandon knelt in front of the sink and draped her legs over his shoulders. She gripped the ledge of the sink so she wouldn’t fall. Lillian twitched when his hot breath caressed her pussy. Her heart jumped in her ribcage when his lips kissed her wet heat. The nerve-wrecking pleasure returned. He licked her as if he was making out with her pussy, nibbling and twirling his tongue, baptising her with his saliva, fulfilling his promise of making her wet. Lillian flinched, quivered, her brain turning into mush from the overtaxing pleasure. And when he tasted the inside of her cunt, another frustrating sensation, the unbearable need to come, rushed through her. His tongue ventured deeper and deeper. Lillian’s body tensed. She climbed higher. A bit higher. Suddenly, he stopped.

“Brandon!”

“Yes?”

“I was close.”

He rose and unbuckled his belt. “Not yet. I said I was going to make you wet. I didn’t say you could come.”

“That’s cruel.”

“Patience, babe.” Brandon pushed his jeans down, then his briefs. His hard cock sprang from his dark thatch. He reached into the sink for the Ben Wa balls and turned on the hot water, washing them. “Lean back a bit.”

Lillian did what he asked. Her heart thundered as she spread her legs wide, exposing her burning sex to him.

Brandon petted her pussy, looking satisfied with her wetness. “Ready?”

She nodded.

Brandon pushed a ball into her. Lillian bit her lips. Then another. The Ben Wa balls were slightly hot from the water, but it felt strangely pleasurable. They collided against each other as Brandon pushed them deeper inside her. The walls of her pussy squeezed the balls as a reflex and the impact was devastatingly good. They vibrated, sending delicious thrums from her depths.

“How is it?” Brandon looked curious.

“Amazing.”

“Mm.” Brandon grabbed his shaft and positioned his tip at her entrance. He didn’t penetrate her right away, only eddied her wet opening with his cock head. “I’m not wet enough.”

Lillian wanted to suck him.

“What are you doing?” He halted her. “Sit still.”

“I want to make you wet.”

“There’s many ways to do that. Relax. Lean back.”

She did. Brandon gripped her hips. Lillian clawed the sink. He pushed back and forth, oiling the length of his shaft with her juice. The sensation was deliciously sinful. The way his hard veined shaft grazed her sensitive pussy lips sent jolts of high voltage pleasure into her spine. He paused to collect her cream and slathered himself generously with it. Her heart pounded in her throat when Brandon finally poised his cock head into her ready opening. He pushed in. Only slightly. His huge cock head speared her open. Lillian hissed. Brandon thrust in another inch. The ring of muscles instinctively clasped around his intruding cock. Another inch. The Ben Wa balls clashed and vibrated. Drawing his breath from his teeth, Brandon thrust in until he’d buried his whole granite-hard erection into her cunt.

“Ah!” Brandon looked astounded. “I can feel them. Fuck. So hot. Wet.” He eased in and out, small tugs and pushes, causing the pleasure balls inside her to thrum incessantly. “Oh fuck, fuck.” He rocked her, wide eyed as if the pleasure was too good to be true.