Anything for Her

The words hit me like a ton of bricks. She had to be joking. "You're joking, right?" I asked. Of course she was joking. She'd want to take advantage of how good the sex would be after I was made to be that physically and mentally frustrated for so long. She'd want me to try and show her that I'm better than him.

She laughed a little. "Nope," she said. "I am dead serious. You think I want mediocre sex after I just fucked him twice?" I could see in her eyes that she meant it. She enjoyed keeping me desperate while the lived-out fantasy of hers still hung in the air. "Plus," she said, "I want his potent cum soaking up inside me. I like it in there."

She then gave me a big smile and put her hand around my caged cock for a moment, pondering it, before she started getting properly dressed.

"I'll let you out soon... but, not tonight," she said in her classic teasing voice. "I'm enjoying this way too much."