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He could feel himself wanting to get hard, wanting to share in her pleasure, but through willpower and his training, he resisted. “Good boy, that feels so fucking good, look at you, all soft, so perfect…” Emma urged, reaching a hand up under her Warcraft T-shirt to squeeze her full heavy breasts, biting her lip as she stared up at the feminine boy clearly struggling babe to stay soft as the pleasure of her cock vied for control against his willpower. She would usually go without the T-shirt, not at all self-conscious about her curves, but the last couple of times they’d tried this the view she had offered him of her bare form had been too much for him to resist, eventually leading to him invariably getting erect. They had hoped that this time, with her blonde somewhat covered up he might be able to make it. She played with a thick hard nipple, drawing out extra little shivers of Hairy pleasure as he rode her slick length, the sensation of his rounded feminine oral cheeks pressing against her thick thighs one that she always enjoyed. It had been his booty, after all, that had first made him catch her ever needy eye when they first met. “Yeah Carter baby, ride that dick, come on, harder…” She moaned, arching her back and squirming comfortably on the bed as Carter obeyed, his slow movements quickening now to the point where the sound of their bodies meeting started echoing around Brunette her small bedroom, her icy blue eyes glazed over with lust and the desire for so much more. Carter chewed his lip as he bounced up and down, being on top making it far more difficult to stay soft as his cock bounced eagerly around, wanting more than anything to get hard. Squeezing her thighs he thought back to his training, trying to get his mind off of the pleasure, to just focus on the actions… —– “No, it fits, no… No not like that… No! Ah! Just, just hold still for a second, I almost got my finger caught…” Emma whined. “You almost got your finger caught? Oh I feel sooo much sympathy…” He said and drew an ireful look as she fixed the cage around his cock and balls. She poked her tongue out childishly as she snapped the tiny padlock closed, taking a step back and looking down at his pale cock locked away in its new steel cage, “How’s it feel?” Carter pursed his lips and rested his hands on his curved feminine hips, wiggling himself backwards and forwards, the cage flopping emphatically about, “…The weight is weird. The weight is very weird.” He said honestly. “It’s fine! You’ll get used to not getting hard in that thing! …I hope.” She bit her lip, her cheeks flushing with colour at the thought of it and Carter couldn’t help but smirk. “You’re weird.” “You’re hot in that thing, all caged away from me…” She purred, running a hand down her curvy figure, tracing the skin under her ‘pop culture reference’ T-shirt before, without warning, she took his wrist, dragging him away. “H-hey where are we going?” He protested, following her barefoot with a weird step as he was pulled from the living room into her room, each step difficult with his new gear on and every flat surface of her room sporting some sort of gaming memorabilia. “You’re going to give me head or I’m going to flush the key!” She giggled cutely as she spun the key on its ring around her finger. “H-hey, that’s not fair!” He blushed brightly, but sank to his knees before the edge of the bed, watching as she sat herself down on it with a playful smirk. “You look too hot, that’s your fault…” She said simply and though he let out a protesting whine, he couldn’t help but smile a little at her expression of pure desire for him. “Okay okay…” He relented, leaning into grip her jeans, tugging them down… —– That had been days ago, he recalled, laying on his back, legs splayed wide as his girlfriend, now mercifully on top, railed him, her T-shirt hanging loose on her chest as she loomed over him, her girthy length pressing deep into as fucked him hard, her face above him red, her glasses long discarded as her passion took a hold of her. “F-fuck that’s so hot Carter, stay soft for me baby, let me use you!” She whimpered, her hands gripping his ankles as the bed rocked beneath them, his soft pink hole not so little with her cock filling it, his tight hot walls pornstar squeezing down on her length, the thick crimson tip constantly being caressed and pleasured. He looked down at where they met, his lips parted as the breath was driven from his lungs by the force of her body, his pale cock remaining soft, laying against his stomach as it bounced limply with each of her thrusts. He had to admit it was incredibly hot, watching her impressive shaft vanish inside of him every second like a magic trick, each act causing electric shocks of pleasure to blossom deep within him, arcing up his spine but passing on his cock which, while certainly feeling amazing, had been well trained to stay soft. “You’re doing so good baby! See, all that pain and suffering paid off! A-ah, ooh fuck baby I’m going to be getting close soon, can you stay soft for me? Can you do that for, ah, for me?” She moaned hard, squeezing him as she laid into him. “Y-yes!” He cried back, feeling his entire body shake with the power of her thrusts, recalling the pain and suffering she had put him through to ‘help him’ to achieve their goals. —– “A-ah!! P-pleeease! What was the safeword?!” Carter whimpered out cutely, arching his back up off her bed as he struggled against the fluffy pink handcuffs binding him down, when he’d agreed to her training, ‘no matter what’, he’d had no idea just what she had in store. “I don’t think we agreed on one sweety! Who knows you might even find a guy to bring on as your boyfriend. “She who advised me, if they are welling to get in such a relationship, it babe would be better for everyone to be under my eyes not behind my back. I looked back at her, then at the good Captain, then back at her. All of our eyebrows raised more than slightly when we saw that Ms Pearson and Ms Delia were sharing the master bedroom. Just before it did however he had an idea. Without turning to look back, he marched out of the room, trying his best to look as if his legs weren't suddenly made of jelly. “Okay, hang around, have a look through all the students drawings. Her best friends are Becky, Susanne, Rena and Sally. They drove me wild until I went over the edge, my world came oral to a standstill for a second, my whole body was strung so tight and I could feel my vagina contracting, then I was shaking as the orgasm wracked me. Fuck! While I was on the platform waiting for my train I saw the man that had groped me the previous morning. “President Futa!” both girls moaned. "Yes we do." He'll think it's the stress of the meeting. Brunette The futa.” He was a very large Negro. After that, I begin to look for emails from people that I must reply to, which blonde I saw several. That surprised and excited him. Evan knew this was clearly a ploy to get him into an alley or something to beat him up. I started to cum inside her. She wrinkled her nose at smelling the vile paper, and Phil wasn’t sure if she knew what pornstar it had been used for before. "Wait, you mean she actually said, you and I could...even with Hairy her there?" It was never hard for her to be ready for sex, but since the pill, what had once been enough now was copious. I was such a coward. I’m going to get a ring in mine not one of those barbell things that those 2 have got.