Good Things Come In Small Packages

Kylie informed me that Michelle was coming over to spend the evening at our house the next Saturday night. I greeted the news with both excitement and trepidation. Kylie, I am sure, knew that I was anticipating the event with both arousal and dread, and she took great pleasure in dropping hints about her sister wanting to see one of my toys, and the subsequent possibility of her deducing that I needed to be hung rather poorly to squeeze into one.

The next weekend was warm, and Michelle arrived wearing a denim mini skirt and white blouse. I should state that Michelle is four inches taller than Kylie is, and whereas Kylie is buxom, Michelle is willowy. Michelle has a much flatter bust than Kylie does, but this was counterbalanced by her long, slender legs, and by her gorgeous, heart-shaped backside that looked simply stunning in a tight pair of jeans.

I discovered that since Kylie's last set of lascivious threats, I was on edge and tingling just having Michelle in the house. Michelle greeted me affably, as usual, and it took me some time before my pulse dropped to normal.

The girls and I had a few drinks, and watched a DVD, and then we just sat making small talk for an hour or so as a music video show pumped out the latest hits on TV. I was starting to think that Kylie was kidding me about Michelle wanting to see a chastity tube was just one of her wicked taunts, when all of a sudden Kylie turned to me.

"Hun?" she said, "Is it okay is I show Michelle one of your tubes? She wants to see one."

My heart did a double-thump. I nodded.

"Oh, yeah!" Michelle added with some enthusiasm. "Kylie told me about those the other week! I would really like to see one, and see how they work."

My throat felt dry as I nodded, and Kylie arose and disappeared into the hallway.

"How long have you and Kylie been fooling around with them?" Michelle asked.

"A while now..." I stammered.

Michelle smiled at me. "Jesus, don't be shy about it! I think it's a really hot idea, and I never even knew they existed. I wish I had one for Paul! He could have used it!" She finished with a soft laugh.

Just then Kylie returned, holding the tube in her hand. I noticed her sidelong glance at me, and I could see that she held the tube I had worn last month. It was the smallest one out of my growing collection, and Kylie knew this fact well. I felt my pulse skyrocket again.

"Here it is," Kylie announced, placing it on the coffee table. Michelle looked down at it in fascination as Kylie explained how the tube was fitted and locked. I was sure my face was burning.

"And you made this?" Michelle asked. I nodded. Michelle picked it up, and examined it. "You really have a knack for making things," she told me. "It looks really good - very professional."

I could see Kylie smiling faintly. She was enjoying my discomfiture as Michelle turned the tube this way and that, peering at it.

"Jeeze, it's really compact isn't it?" Michelle asked. I saw Kylie's soft grin quiver as it turned into a full smile. She was relishing this!

"Yeah," I answered, feeling my face burning. I could feel my cock hardening inside my tube. "You want to keep them fairly compact so that they don't stand out under clothing."

Michelle nodded, and handed the tube back to Kylie. "Cool! Thanks for showing me - like I said, I had no idea these things existed. I should have put one on Paul!" She laughed, and Kylie joined in.

The girls then began talking about other matters. My cock took considerably longer to settle down, and once or twice I thought I could see Michelle glancing at me thoughtfully.

I went to bed shortly after, leaving the sisters to chat, and I lay there wondering if the subject of the chastity tube would come up again between the pair. I fell asleep with that thought still swirling in my head.

The next morning I was sat with Kylie on the couch as we shared an early morning coffee. Kylie's shapely legs snaked out from under her dressing gown, and I knew that she was naked underneath it. Kylie told me that the matter of the chastity tube didn't arise after I went to bed, but Michelle had invited us out to a nightclub that next weekend.

I nodded, and I could see that Kylie was gauging my reaction carefully.

"Hmm..." mused Kylie. "Next Saturday is when I measure you next, isn't it? Maybe I should go out by myself to the nightclub next week, huh? Leave my little man at home while I go have some fun with Michelle, and then come home and measure your little pecker."

I felt my pulse quicken at her remark. Kylie was smiling softly as she studied my face. "I guess you could do that." I said quietly.

"Does that notion make you frisky, Lover?" Kylie asked. "Imagining me out with my big sister at a nightclub with a lot of hot guys? "

"I think it does," I muttered.

"I know it does," Kylie intoned. "I can tell by the dreamy expression on your face. Would you be wondering what I am doing if I did go out with her by myself?"

"Yes," I replied. "I would be wondering about it a lot."

Kylie grinned. "Well - I may have to do just that. I might give Michelle a call later, and tell her that you are gonna be busy next Saturday night, and it will just be me and her going out."

I swallowed. Kylie slid closer and kissed me, her nimble little tongue danced wetly over my lips.

"Will you be a frisky little boy while I'm out, Lover? Will you be wondering if any hot guys are checking me out, or if they are staring at my legs, or perving at my tits?"

"Yes!" I rasped. My cock was rapidly hardening inside the tube.

"Aww, poor baby!" she said. "You will be all alone at home, wondering if some guy is trying to chat up your wife! Wondering if some hot cutie is trying to work his way into my panties. Will that make your little pecker hard? Knowing that some other guy might try to get into my panties?"

"Jesus, YES!" I gasped.

"Don't worry, honey - I am sure Michelle will chaperone me." Kylie gave a short giggle. "Unless I tell her that you are okay with me having a little 'fun', of course! I wonder what she would say if I did tell her that you have given me permission to play - and that the idea of me fooling around with another guy excites you?"

I could feel myself starting to tremble. I swallowed again.

"Hmm," Kylie continued. "I think she would be okay with that. She used to do it with her ex-hubby, and she told me that Brian loved to watch another man fucking her, so I am sure the idea wouldn't shock her. In fact, she might even encourage me to do it. How would that be, Needle-dick? If my sweet sister actually encouraged me to cuckold you? Wouldn't that be very wicked and kinky, hmm?"

"Oh my God!" was all I could croak.

Kylie giggled again. "I thought that idea might excite you, my little man! Well - I just might have to give it some thought. I am sure Michelle would understand after seeing your little tube last night. She must have realised that if the tube was so 'compact', as she put it - and by the way she meant small - then you must have a very little pecker. So she would more than likely completely understand why I might need a good seeing-to by a man with a real cock, wouldn't she?"

"Yes!" I practically shouted.

"All this nasty talk making you horny, Lover?"

"Jesus Christ, yes!"

Kylie leaned back on the couch and parted her legs. Her dressing gown peeled open, and her pussy winked out from under the material.

"Then lick me," Kylie commanded huskily. "I didn't get any last night, so show me how horny you are - LICK ME!"

I needed no further urging, and I was soon busily obliging her.