I turned off the sound on my phone and crawled into bed with Beca.  Usually, she is facing away from me, but on this occasion, she was on her belly and scooted over to me.  I lay on my back and she cuddled up against my left side, a little purring sound coming from her. Her warm breast pushed up against my arm and her face nestled into my neck.  She keeps a small night light on and the light was enough for me to see the shape of her glorious hips and that she was nude and uncovered. I love how since she joined this game, she hangs around the house nude all the time with her sole reason for existence having me go down on her. She is such a luscious animal. Her skin felt cool from a breeze blowing on her from an open window.  I tore my eyes off her and tried to watch the curtain flapping from the breeze to take my mind off how she had become so used to not wearing clothes.  Lately, she had even walked to the mailbox out front without clothes.  She enjoyed that it got me hard when she did it and now thinking about it I felt the cage tighten slightly. It was undeniable how much she enjoyed this game. I lay there searching for somewhere in my mind that I did not have thoughts about women that caused my dick to harden.  God, help me but with each passing day, I find it harder and harder not to think about sex all the time.  Even in the darkness of night when sleep is so close I can almost feel it I find myself remembering every sexual venture I have ever had; each memory trying to harden me and make the cage uncomfortable.  Like I needed another reason to be hard, lying next to Beca nude in the bed.  For a full five minutes, I lay there with my dick only slightly hard raising hope that I might be able to fall asleep as Beca seemed to be doing.

However, after a few minutes, she pushed her groin up tight against my hip and threw her left leg over me.  I felt the roughness of her pubic hair against my leg and hip as she wiggled to get comfortable. She threw her left leg over my stomach and then let the side of her knee slide down until it rested up against the cage. Her leg felt heavy against the cage but I tried to ignore it.  She moaned slightly when her leg hit the cage and her left hand ran over my hairless chest.  The cage tightened slightly.  She whispered mocking me, “don’t get turned on, my love.” I felt some anger build inside of me because Beca knew what her words would do to me.  It was already enough of a challenge to lay next to her nude body, why did she have to make it harder by mocking my efforts. I felt the cage get very tight and my arousal level climbing even though I felt exhausted.  I was emotionally drained and depressed that I had no control of mind.  I was obsessed with sexual thoughts; as soon as I could pull my mind from one sexual thought it would bounce to another.  The most erotic thoughts popped up again and again.  And all those times that I had a chance to do something and didn’t, now popped up haunting me and tightening the cage.  I was going mad and I couldn’t stop it.  A single throb went through my penis; it made me want to scream or cry.  I had to get some sleep or I was going to go insane.