The Sunday after our visit to the Farm I slept in. I woke just before noon with the summer sun lighting the room. Summer was coming to an end soon, but looked like today was gonna be another nice and sunny day. As I woke up I looked down. My morning wood pushed my cage up and the ring was pulling my balls up to halfway the shaft of my erect cock. It was really uncomfortable, but I was used to the feeling by now and in a way it turned me on. I suffered it gladly for Patty.

I got out of bed naked and made myself some coffee, thinking about what I wanted to do today. Patty was probably with Ben for the day. She had been gone the whole day yesterday, so I guessed they would be spending the day together. Fucking probably. I wondered about Patty getting fucked by Ben on their lazy Sunday and then quickly pushed the image out of my mind. I was used to her being with some guy at all times, but lately it bothered me more than before.

I took my coffee and nested myself naked on the couch. I opened my laptop and opened a porn site. I didn’t watch too much porn lately since masturbation wasn’t an option anyway, but I really wanted some new ideas and I wouldn’t mind feeling turned on, so I searched for some femdom porn and watched one guy after another being handled by pretty Dommes.

Then my phone rang. It was Patty.

“Hey sweetie,” she said. “How are you doing today?”

“I’m alright,” I said. I wanted to add I was feeling a bit lonely, but I didn’t. “How are you doing?”

“I’m fine,” she said. “I’m bored though and I would like to get out of the house. Can I come over?”

“Of course,” I said. My heart jumped at the idea of her being here.

“Okay, I’ll just take a shower and then I’m heading your way,” she said.

After we hung up I closed the laptop and put on sweatpants and a T-shirt before having something to eat.

During the wait for Patty to arrive, my thoughts thought to her taking a shower. She’d be naked of course. Would she be shaving her legs? Her pussy maybe? Did she ever masturbate in the shower? Probably not with Ben in the house. Then I wondered about Ben fucking her in the shower and I quickly pushed that image away again.

I realized I was way to horny and I should stop having these thoughts about my best friend. We were never gonna be together like that and it was hard enough getting all worked up when we played, knowing she was out of reach. And if I let myself fantasize about her, I felt like I was just making it even harder on myself.

About an hour after our phone call she arrived.

“Hey sweetie,” she said as she kissed my cheek. Her hair smelled like her shampoo and it was still a little damp. She was wearing sweatpants as well. I knew her policy to never leave the house in sweatpants, so I was sure she wore them to just feel comfortable for our lazy afternoon. She was carrying a gray bag together with her purse, but I didn’t pay any attention to it.

“I’m glad you’re here,” I said as I smiled at her. “I was bored.”

“Yeah, me too. And if I’d stayed at home I would probably end up fighting with Ben.”

“Really? Are you two alright?”

“Yeah, I guess,” she said as she sat down on the couch. “It’s just I don’t feel like having sex with him too often lately and he just keeps coming on to me. It’s tiresome to have to keep telling him no, so I left before he really started to annoy me.”

“It must be hard being pretty,” I joked.

She chuckled and said: “Yes, sometimes it is, but I’ll manage.” She smiled at me and playfully batted her eyelids.

I chuckled.

“Do you want something? Coffee or tea maybe?” I asked.

“Tea would be great. But please, before you make tea, lose those horrible sweatpants,” she said. “And put these on.” She handed me the bag.

“Of course,” I said as I took the bag from her. It was pretty heavy. I went to the bedroom and took my clothes off. Then I looked in the bag and saw Patty’s Perv’s cuff set, so I put them on. The blindfold, ball gag and strap on were in there too, but I was pretty sure she didn’t want me to put those on. But knowing she had taken them here turned me on. She was at least prepared for play.

I made tea and when I was done I took two big mugs back to the living room. Patty had taken her socks and shoes off and had put her feet up while she was looking on her phone. I handed her a mug of damping hot tea.

“Mmm, thanks sweetie, I really needed that,” she said as she took it from me, smiling at me.

I sat down next to her and watched her for a second. She blew some air on her tea while returning her attention to her phone. Then she said: “I love that you always know what I need.”

That really touched me. This was the first time she said it out loud, but I’d known for a long time that me being there for her was the foundation of our friendship. She needed that, a safe haven that’s all the time there to go to whenever she needed. And I was proud I could provide it for her. But it was great to here her acknowledge it out loud.

“Well, you know you’re always welcome here,” I said, smiling at her.

She returned my smile and then went back to her phone. She scrolled a little and then she said: “You know, I think we might need more toys, tools and gear.”

“I agree,” I said. “But those things are so expensive.”

“They are, but maybe we should invest a little money in our little games,” she said. She lowered her phone, put her mug down and turned sideways on the couch facing me, crossing her legs below her. She looked at me like the girl next door.

“I don’t mind spending some money on it,” I said, “but I’m not sure on what to buy. I’d hate to spend a lot of money on something that just disappears in a drawer because I don’t like it.”

“Yeah, but we know a bit more about what we like now, don’t we? Let’s look at toys together and figure out what we want to buy, okay?”

“Sure, I’d love that,” I said. I really would. And I would love to do it together with her.

I picked up my laptop and sat closer to her so she could see the screen. I opened it and on the screen appeared the paused video I was watching when she called me earlier. It showed a guy with a gigantic cock, tied up while laying on his back with his legs pulled up and his balled tied with rope, while a blonde Domme in leather was stroking his cock wearing a rubber glove.

I froze and blushed.

“Oh perv, have you been watching porn again?” she said, grinning friendly at me.

“I may have, yes,” I stammered.

“Well, I guess it’s alright,” she said. “I didn’t forbid it and I know you haven’t been jerking off to it, so it’s okay.” Then she paused for a second. “I still really want to spank you for it though.” Her eyes twinkled and she smiled her naughty smile.

She closed the laptop and put it away. Then she sat back on the couch, put her feet on the floor and tapped her knees. “Come here you little perv, get over my knees.”

My cock jumped at the idea of getting spanked by her, growing in its cage immediately. I started crawling on her lap, trying to find out a good position for this, when she stopped me.

“Hang on,” she said. “Get off.”

I sat back on my knees on the couch, looking puzzled at her. Then she stood up and in one swift motion she pulled down her sweatpants. She bend over a little to take them off her feet and I saw her black hipster panties hugging the topsides of her perfectly shaped, round buttocks. I was looking at it speechless. Her legs looked amazing, her strong muscles moving beneath the pale, smooth skin as she took off her pants.

She quickly sat down again, keeping her T-shirt on, and smiled at me. “What?” she said, seeing my dumbfounded expression. “I don’t want your cock dripping its goo all over my pants.” She grinned at me playfully. “Now get on my lap perv.”

I felt my cock throb in my cage as I carefully positioned myself over her naked legs. My belly touched her skin. I loved the feeling.

“Higher,” she said as I laid down. I moved upwards a little more and again she told me I needed to move further. So I put my pelvis on her legs. I felt my cock cage touch her leg as I laid down.

“This should be okay,” she said. She put a hand on my smooth ass cheek and caressed it by trailing her fingers ever so gently over my skin. She went up higher, to the lower back and then traced down to my other cheek, giving me goosebumps from the soft, teasing touch. Then she trailed the smooth backsides of my thighs. Her hands stroking my thighs made my cock go fully hard within two seconds. The soft touch, the anticipation of what was to come, her smooth, warm thighs below my hips, it all felt so erotic. I never knew how hot it would feel to lay on her lap like this.

Then she slapped my right ass cheek. She didn’t hit it hard and it didn’t really hurt. It just felt hot. Kinky. She caressed it briefly before slapping it again, a little harder this time. I moaned softly. She let her free hand rest on my naked back as she squeezed my butt cheek. Then she hit it again.

She took her time building up, changing between caressing my butt, or squeezing it occasionally, and spanking it. She hit me a little harder now, but still not very hard. It was hard enough though, since my skin got more sensitive at every slap, making each spank feel a little stingier.

I felt my cock drip precum within minutes. Maybe it wasn’t a bad idea to take her pants off, but I hoped she did it just to feel my body on her naked legs. I loved feeling her naked legs below me, although my senses were focused on my butt more. She kept rubbing it between slaps, but the slaps were closer together now and she focused on one spot longer than before.

Soon it started to hurt. I was moaning and grunting. Sometimes she kept slapping one cheek until my feet moved up in a futile effort to protect my poor, glowing, stinging ass.

A few minutes later I was panting. She paused spanking me for a minute, or was she stopping? She caressed my butt, that must have been pretty red by now. I felt it throb a little in rhythm with my heartbeat and it felt really warm.

“That’s enough for now,” she said softly after tracing her fingers across my skin for a few minutes. “Get up.”

I slowly raised my hips. A long strand of precum emerged, running from the tip of my cock cage to her naked upper leg. As I got up further, it snapped and it fell down on her leg. She felt it. As soon as I sat on my knees on the couches seat, she collected some of the thick moisture with a finger. She looked at me lovingly, intimately even, when she held her wet finger in front of my face. I knew what to do. I looked into her eyes as I stuck out my tongue and licked her finger, tasting my own precum. Then I sucked her finger into my mouth without breaking eye contact.

I saw appreciation in her eyes as she slowly took her finger out of my mouth, saying softly: “Good perv.”

Then she looked at the wet spot on the inside of her thigh. She seemed to think for a second. Then she pointed at it and said: “Clean this up too.”

My heart was pounding in my chest as I moved forward, slowly lowering my face between her legs, moving towards her naked thigh. I felt her body heat on my face as I came closer to her thigh, very aware of her pussy being just a few inches away from my face. Then I stuck out my tongue and lovingly licked the soft skin of her thigh, tasting my precum. Tasting the saltiness of her skin. Tasting her. It was amazing. I kissed her thigh, licked it and kissed it again. I wanted to make love to it, to her, by pleasuring and worshipping that tiny piece of her skin.

She let me kiss and lick her inner thigh for a little while. Then she cleared her throat, as if she needed to in order to recompose herself, and said: “Okay, little pervert, that’s enough.” She gently pushed my head back with a hand on my forehead.

I sat up on my knees on the seat again and looked at her. I felt my face glow and my cock was throbbing, but I just looked at her, feeling my love for her. She had a blush to her face that I had rarely seen and I thought if me kissing and licking her thigh had turned her on.

“You know what?” she said a few seconds later. “Go get that prostate toy of yours.”

“Yes Patty,” I said and I made a quick trip to the bedroom to get the toy and its remote, some lube and a towel. My ass was still burning. I loved the sensation, knowing it were her hands that made it burn.

“Should I put it in for you?” I asked as soon as I was back in the living room. She still was wearing only a T-shirt and her panties.

“No, I want to do it,” she said. A faint smile played on her lips. “Come here, lean over the seat,” she said as she patted the seat of the couch.

I put the stuff I got down and knelt in front of the couch, placing my chest and face on the seat. I was really turned on and thoroughly enjoying our Sunday afternoon together.

She sat on the floor behind me. I could hear the button click as she powered up the toy, then I heard the cap of the bottle of lube.

“Stick your ass out,” she said and I did. It still felt really awkward to expose my butthole to my best friend, but I didn’t feel ashamed anymore.

Then I felt a slippery finger touch my asshole. She circled her finger around it for a second and then I felt her push it in just a little bit. She took it out and pushed it in again. She took her time to lube it up. Then her finger disappeared and a moment later the tip of the toy touched it, feeling cold, hard, wet and slippery.

She gently applied pressure to the toy and the tip slipped in. She pushed it in further, very slowly, giving me time to adjust and open up for the thick part of the prostate stimulator. She turned it around a little and then she released the pressure a few times so it moved in and out.

I took a deep breath and relaxed my sphincter. She pushed again and the wide part passed my entrance. My butt sucked the rest of the toy inwards immediately as I moaned softly from the amazing feeling of it entering me. Patty pulled and twisted it briefly, making sure it was firmly in it’s place.

“Okay, come on up,” she said.

I sat on my knees and then the toy inflated a little as Patty pushed the button on the remote. My eyes widened in response.

Patty giggled. “I love that toy,” she said grinning as she was wiping her hands on the towel. “Go sit on the couch.”

I climbed on the couch, figuring out a good way to sit without sitting on the toy. I found a position that worked best, leaning on the armrest with my lower back and my hips tilted forward. I pulled my knees up a little and put my feet on the seat for support. Patty smiled at my clumsiness.

She sat down across from me, also leaning against the armrest, and she pulled up her legs, keeping her thighs together to hide her panty clad crotch. Her feet were now about a foot away from my cage and the base of the toy with it’s glowing red light indicating it was powered on.

She grinned at me as she used the remote to inflate the toy. It grew and grew, filling me up more every second she held the button down. I moaned, feeling the pressure against my prostate. I loved the playful, evil look in her eyes as she watched my face react to the growing pressure in my ass. Then she let go of the button, leaving me feeling pretty full.

“I have an idea,” she said. Suddenly she looked like the girl next door again, in her lazy Sunday outfit and her bare legs. “Let’s get our phones and we each look for three toys or tools we would like to have or try out and put them in a shopping cart. Then, when we’re both done, we can show each other what we’ve found.”

“That’s a great idea,” I said, grinning. I felt my cock ooze more precum. I felt it run down on my balls.

“Take your time, it’s not a contest, just find some things you really like, okay?” she said as I picked up my phone.

“Sure,” I said. I opened the browser on my phone and went to a bdsm web shop. I started browsing through their toys, having no idea what I wanted or where to begin. I looked around a little and then started to scroll through a list of bondage items.

“Put some music on, will you?” Patty said.

I connected my phone to my bluetooth speaker and found a playlist on Spotify with some nice ambient music.

“Good perv,” Patty said, smiling girlishly as soon as the music started. Then she hit a button on the remote and the toy in my ass started vibrating. I squeaked as the sudden vibration hit me by surprise and Patty chuckled. The vibrations hit just the right spot. I too loved this toy. Patty just looked at my face for a few seconds, seeing the lust of the gentle prostate massage the toy was giving me in my eyes before returning her attention to her phone again.

We sat there, silently browsing for toys, for quite some time. It was fun. Intimate, even without the vibrating toy against my prostate.

Patty stretched one of her legs, putting her bare foot up against my balls. She grinned at me when I looked up and she wiggled her toes. Then she moved my balls around with her toes, first in small circles and then in large movements, making my cock get fully hard in seconds in response to the rolling of my balls. I moaned briefly as the combined feelings of her playing with my balls and the toy buzzing in my ass aroused me tremendously. She returned her attention back to her phone and kept looking for sex toys, absent mindedly playing with my balls. It was really hot.

I switched to the CBT section of the web shop I was browsing. As I scrolled through the items, Patty turned off the vibrations on the plug.

“Your leaking on my toes perv,” she said without looking up. Then she pressed down on my sensitive balls until I grunted. She collected my precum with her toes and held them out towards my mouth.

“Lick,” she said. So I bent forward as well as I could and licked it off her toes. They smelled clean with a very slight hint of, well, feet. I briefly sucked in one of her toes and let my tongue squirm around it, but she pulled her foot away and put her toes back on my balls again. She resumed playing with them just as she did before. I was so horny I started to wish I could cum, but I didn’t say anything.

We watched our phones. A minute later I looked up, watching Patty sit there. I loved her. I loved us. I just watched her sitting there and I was so happy I knew her. That she wanted to spend her Sunday afternoon with me. That she wanted to feel my balls with her toes as she browsed on her phone.

Then she pushed her foot down on my balls again, hard this time. I grunted loudly through my teeth, feeling the pressure radiate into my lower abdomen.

“Stop perving at me and do your assignment,” she said, again without even looking up. “I know you’re staring at me, I can see you from my peripheral vision.”

I quickly looked at my phone again and she released the pressure on my nuts and started the vibrator again, at a higher setting this time, as she said: “Good perv.” I moaned as my prostate got stimulated again and the intense feeling filled my abdomen, turning me on. I felt precum drip out of my cock again. My cock felt a little sore from pushing against the plastic of my cage.

“God, all these toys make me horny,” Patty said after a few minutes. “It’s like porn, but better, since you can own these things. And there’s so much out there.”

“There are currently a lot of things that make me horny,” I said softly, enjoying all the sensations and feeling very, very aroused.

Patty chuckled. “You are always horny. You’re a pervert.” She increased the vibration speed to it’s maximum. I moaned. God, that felt good. I was starting to wonder if these sensations could make me cum.

It was really hard to concentrate on the website on my phone. All the sensations were driving me insanely horny. But I tried, at least for a few minutes, until Patty turned off the vibrator again, put her phone away and stood up.

“Come with me,” she said and she headed towards the bedroom.