Thanks for reading and your comments! As this is the continuation of a story, it will make a lot more sense if you go back and read Chapter 1.

Almost from the very start of us getting together, there were sex toys and accessories added to the mix by Daddy to make the experiences more and more titillating for both of us. From the beginning, there was always an array of cock and ball rings for sissy to try on. I know these things are not for everyone, but soon Daddy found out that his sissy LOVES being ‘ringed up’!

For me, having my balls tightened or pouched up by an elastic or rubber ring is a delicious feeling. I also began shaving and trimming more completely. I discovered that shaving my scrotum made the ringed up experience even more delightful. Further, having a second ring around both my balls and clittie would heighten the pleasure, not to mention these rings seem to make my clittie harder and possibly even a bit more swollen. These days, I have seem to found my ‘sweet spot’ and have a special set of rings I wear, a thick rubber ring that goes around everything, and two other smaller ones, one trapping my scrotum, and the second looped just under the swollen head of my clittie.

Over the past year or two, Daddy has taken to using a crop on me, usually playfully, but will sometimes he will take his time and use the crop to slap me on the super-sensitive underside of my clittie — making me gasp and moan; a bona fide sissy slut… Sometimes when I am sitting on the floor next to Daddy, I will raise my butt off the floor, in the ‘crabwalking’ position, to lift my clittie closer to him, to encourage him to spank my naughty, hard clit and finger the tip of it to pull off my precum leakage. I haven’t mentioned it yet, Daddy has a rule about my leakage — when it happens, it is always destined to wind up in one final resting spot; my mouth. Sometimes it goes from the tip of my clittie to his finger or mine, then directly into my mouth. But more often, Daddy takes the leakage onto his finger and applies it to another part of him, like the head of his penis. I then spend extra time focusing on that area, licking and sucking it clean, to get my sweet precum inside of me.

Also, küçükçekmece escort over the years, I have become obsessed with lacy pink and red ribbons and blingy, glittery ribbons with rhinestones and other shimmery pieces… Real sissy stuff. Sometimes, I make a little flowery bow tie, tied onto the tip of my clittie, right before I walk out into the living room. I’ve found, though, that usually the ribbons I put there get in the way, but I love showing them off when I walk out to Daddy, and sometimes make a little show of it, stroking my clittie for a few seconds, and then pulling on one free end of the bowtie, undoing the bow, and then drop the ribbon and let it float to the floor. More recently, I’ve been making a leash of sorts, from a length of pink lace ribbon. I tie one end to the largest rubber ring encircling my balls and clittie. The other end just dangles free, to the ground. Then, while we are playing together, Daddy can hold the free end, and jerk my clittie around while I am servicing him.

I guess finally, while were still on rings and straps, I will mention one more thing that has happened during the past year or two — after a lot of frustration over the years with the stocking clips on garter belts and some teddies used to hold up my stockings, I found some heavy duty double-ended elasticized stocking clips. They are intended to clip onto the top of the stocking, and the bottom of your corset or panties. Which is hard for me lately, because lately Daddy is preferring to see me dressed in a crotchless string thong or crotchless teddie, to allow his crop easier access to my clittie and bum cheeks. But back to the clips: the clips are more like men’s suspender clips, wider and more heavy duty. Well, long story short, they work great, and you can up your slutty gurl look by using three or four clips on each leg, to hold up your hose, instead of just two, front and back.

However, the real exciting payoff with these elastic straps, is that I’ve found out you can loop one of them under your package, and clip the two ends to the bottom of your corset, creating an incredible U-shaped ‘lifting’ experience halkalı escort for your clittie and balls. My clittie is well above average in length and girth — when it’s hard as a rock, it’s a bit heavy and gravity tends pulls it downward. However, when using this elastic strap, my package struts outward parallel to the ground, or sometimes even points up in the air! It’s such a rush to be ringed up, rock hard, swollen, leaking, and on display like that. I really, really love it. Daddy loves it too, he loves seeing my devotion and excitement for him on display in the form of a rigid, warm clitty pointing up to the ceiling. I think it so makes it easier for Daddy to access to recover my leakage, or to slap it with his crop. Mmmmmmm.

Another thing that has stepped up the intensity and excitement — and that dopamine high I’ve become addicted to over the years has been the incorporation of ‘Daddy’s Little Helpers’ during our visits. Though I dabbled and experimented with some recreational drugs way back in college, since then I have been squeaky-clean, with the exception of enjoying nice red wine or a cocktail now and then. The first helper came after a few years into our relationship — the introduction of ‘420’ into our fun.

The first time, we smoked it together, after I came out into the living room all dressed up. It had been many, many years since I smoked before, and even though we only did a few puffs, WOW, was that stuff potent. I zoned out and was in one of those stoned states of losing track of time — was it going super-fast, or super-slow? I could not tell. The classic rock piped through the house (it always is when I visit, part of the setting…. ) hit my brain in waves, I was feeling the music, in the core of my body! Also, the buzz made me hornier than ever! That first time, we were both so high, Daddy laid on top of me in his guest bedroom and started to fuck my clittie with his hard shaft, pumping away at my body, I felt so deliciously feminine and powerless, trapped between him and the bed.

Then he leaned over and tongue kissed me too, which rarely happens (I’d be totally ok with more kissing, avcılar escort but am ok too, without it). Anyway, it took me a long time to get back to normal that afternoon. I remember driving home that day, taking the ‘country roads’ way home, while in a 55-mph zone, I looked down at the speedometer and I was going 35. I guess it seemed that I was going fast.

After that, the 420 worked a different way. Daddy would leave a joint out for me with a lighter and ash tray, in my dressing room, and I would smoke a bit as I got dressed. This seems to work well, I can pretty much regulate how buzzed I get, and by the time I fully dressed and walk into his living room, the buzz is on in my head. When I smoke, I get so much more super-horny, I think Daddy likes that, because he knows after I smoke, I’m going to want to suck his cock for a much longer time than if I was straight! I’ve learned how much to smoke, so I get that nice little horny buzz while I’m there, but it will wear off by the time I’m ready to leave for home.

It was a little bit after the introduction of 420 that Daddy confided to me that before my every visit, he would take a dose of Viagra. I guess I suspected that, because he would stay SO hard for SO long. I liked that, for sure. Long story short, after that, the next time I arrived, next to the joint was a half a dose of Viagra. Now I had never really needed any help on my visits to Daddy — darn, everything is so exciting, how can you not be aroused? But I didn’t thing twice about it, I gulped down the pill with a sip of water. What an intensifying feeling thing this was! My hard and swollen clittie now felt twice as hard and twice as big! My god, I was already hard on arrival, and now this?

From the minute I would walk out into the living room, I was swollen, throbbing, with the feeling that my clittie would explode! After several months of taking these pills, now there was a full dose laid out for me. Whatever I just described above, multiply it by two! All in all, with the 420 and the Viagra, Daddy is making these visits into some of the most exciting, most memorable erotic sessions I have ever experienced in my entire life. These days, all I have to do is think about visiting, and I get a full erection in my pants. I know he’s seducing me to want to visit more and more, and I am loving the seduction!!

At this point, I feel like I’ve described about half of my walk down Daddy’s staircase. There’s more to come, and I’ve mentioned this earlier, this is a descent that we’ve both loved and contributed to!

I have a lot of male friends. Of course that’s not too unusual for a girl like me. If you’re a regular reader of my stories you know I’m a transvestite. And any good looking transvestite has her pick of men. Some of them are simply friends and some are lovers and some are a combination of the two.

There’s this one guy named Jeff that I have a real thing for. He’s 24 (ok so I like younger guys__I’m a ripe old 29). He’s about 5’9″ and maybe 150 or so. Pretty brown hair and green gray eyes. He has lovely skin____really smooth and tans great. He’s not buff but has a nice build. I mean he looks good. We met at a club a few months ago when he thought I was a “real” girl. I let him know all about me by letting his hand go under my skirt and touch my big fat 7 inch clit. He wasn’t interested but we ended up talking for awhile. I gave him my number and over a little time we became friends. When I become friends with a guy they always end up telling me about their sex life and Jeff was no exception.

After awhile he confided that he had always looked at guys when he was in school particularly in the showers at gym class. He said he wasn’t really interested in guys but was fascinated by their cocks. He and some buddy used to jack off together and he said he couldn’t take his eyes off the other guy’s cock when he came and that he always wanted to touch the cum____maybe even taste it.

One afternoon we were at my place drinking a few margueritas and smoking some dope while we tried to play video games. I decided I wanted to fuck him and made a point of seducing him. I was dressed real casual in shorts and a white blouse with nothing under either of them. I shifted around on the couch and surreptitiously adjusted my cock clit so that the head was kind of peeking out the bottom of my shorts. I caught him looking at it a few times and that got me kind of hot and I started to grow until the whole head was sticking out. I made believe that I had just noticed it the next time I saw him looking.

“Oh shit. I’m sorry Jeff. Damn thing keeps poking out.” I said as I tucked it back in. He was looking at my hand and my cock as I more or less fixed myself.

“That’s OK Marlene. It isn’t like I haven’t seen one before.” He said.

I figured that was as good a cue as any so I stood up, unbuttoned and unzipped the shorts and let them fall to the floor. I took my semi hard cock clit in my hand and pointed it at him. “But I bet you haven’t seen one as pretty as this.” He was staring at the reddish head of my cock while my hand slowly stroked the shaft. “Isn’t it pretty Jeff? Look at how fat the head is.” I said as I moved closer to him and pulled up on it so he could see the bottom of the head and shaft. “I’ve had guys look at this and tell me it’s the most suckable cock they’ve ever seen. What do you think Jeff? Is it really all that suckable?”

He licked his lips and stared with his mouth partly open. He didn’t say a word as I moved close enough to him so that the tip of it was inches from his lips. “Stick your tongue out Jeff. Lick it. You know you want to. Just lick it a little bit. See how much you love it.” He stuck his tongue out and touched the tip and moaned as he did it. “Oh yeah baby. Isn’t that nice?. Now put it in your mouth and suck on just the head.” He did it and without my telling him he started swirling his küçükçekmece escort tongue around the head and sucking on it while he softly moaned in his throat. “Oh yeah Jeff. You’re a natural at this baby.” I held his head and started pushing in and out of his mouth letting him get used to the idea of a cock fucking his face. He put his hands around me and had my ass in his hands as he pulled me closer to him. He really was a good cocksucker. I let him do me for a couple of minutes and then pushed him away. I got on my knees and undid his pants and saw his cock for the first time. It was a lot bigger than I had expected on a guy his size. It was an easy 7 ½ inches and thick. He didn’t have a lot of hair on his balls or over his dick. I looked up at him and said “You’re pretty good for a first timer sweetie. Let me show you how it’s really done though. I let my head fall onto his cock and let it go all the way into my throat. His slight pubic hair was in my nose as I swallowed the head of his cock and let my throat massage it. I kept it there for a couple of minutes swallowing him while my fingernails trailed over his balls. He groaned as I ate him. My head started bobbing up and down on him as I squeezed his jewels. I lifted his hips and slid his pants and underwear down to his ankles as I sucked his balls and then let my tongue go to his ass. I had his ass off the front of the couch and was sucking his hole, his balls and his cock making him cry out several times. I was blowing him and jerking myself at the same time. I put one then two fingers up inside of him and fingered his asshole like it was a cunt.

I pulled my mouth off his cock and told him I wanted to fuck. “Wanna stick that inside of me Jeff? Wanna fuck me?”

“Oh fuck yes!” He said as I took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom. He almost broke his neck getting out of his pants on the way. I laid on my back on the bed and spread my legs for him. I reached up and grabbed my ankles and spread myself as wide as I could so he could see my asspussy and my cock and balls.

“Come on baby. Stick it in me. Fuck me.” I said breathlessly. He stuck the head of his cock into my wide open cunt and let it sink in to the hilt. He felt so fucking good. I wrapped my legs around him and we started fucking. He was so hot he was pounding into me while he stared at my eyes. My cock clit was against my belly and it was leaking pre cum onto me. I was jerking myself off as he fucked me. “Take it out and rub em both together.” He pulled out and we were fucking eachother’s cocks like they were stick cunts. In no time we both shot off while we were kissing. We did it twice more that afternoon with each of us cumming in the other’s mouth.

After that we fucked constantly. He was hooked on my cock clit and my ass. He loved my little tits and would suck and bite my nipples til I cried out. A few weeks ago we were at a club together and we met a hot guy and brought him home. He fucked us both and we fucked him. Jeff sucked him off and held his cum in his mouth so we could kiss and share it. I had him hooked on stick pussy.

A friend of mine has a big house out in east county. He has sex parties every weekend. Guys and girls, girls and girls, guys and guys and everything in between. I suggested to Jeff that we should halkalı escort go together and see what happens there. He tried to act put off by the idea but I could tell that he was all for it. So I cajoled and begged and finally got him to say yes as I sucked his cock.

That Saturday night we went and from the time we opened the door Jeff was like a kid in a candy store. His eyes were everywhere. We had a couple of drinks and before I knew it he was sucking tongue with a girl while her girlfriend played with his ass. The one he was kissing had her hands all over his big cock and he was getting hot. “Play all you want lover but don’t you dare give that cum to anyone but me.” I whispered to him. “I have plans for you and they’re plans you’ll love.”

He played a few minutes more and then broke away.

“What kind of plans Marlene?” He asked as we walked downstairs to the basement.

“You’ll see baby. Fun plans.” I said as we entered a large room with ten or so people in it. Most were guys. There was another transvestite and a genetic girl too. The guys were in various stages of sex. Some doing 69. A couple of guys were on their knees sucking away while another couple were busy fucking like crazy. Jeff took it all in as I asked him “How’d you like to have em all? How’d you like to do everyone in the room. You just be the suck and fuck slut you always wanted to be.” He looked at me kind of blankly. “You know you’ll love it baby. And I’ll love seeing you be a real cunt” He nodded and I led him to the center of the room where there was a coffee table. I got Jeff on his hands and knees on it and turned to the room. “Hey! My baby here wants to fuck you all. And he’s a great little cocksucker and loves to have cum shots blow all over his face. So who’s interested in some fresh young meat?”

Everyone kind of stopped what they were doing and moved over to Jeff. A big guy with a big cock got in front of him and stuck his meat into Jeff’s waiting mouth pussy. I picked up a tube of KY and smeared it all over Jeff’s ass pussy, balls and cock. The genetic girl stuck her fingers into his ass and before I knew it she had most of her hand up inside of him. I was jerking his cock while she finger/fisted him. Another guy pushed her away and stuck the head of his long slender cock into Jeff’s cunt. He was plugged from both ends and was moaning and trying to suck the big cock in his mouth while his pussy was getting a nice fucking. I was on my knees fluffing other guys. Sucking their cocks hard so they’d be ready to fuck Jeff when his current lovers were finished. All of a sudden the guy in his mouth pulled out and gave his big dick a couple of jerks and shot ropes of hot cum allover Jeff’s face. He was sputtering as the guy stuck his cock back into his mouth and gave it a couple of rough fucks before pulling out and moving away, Another cock took his place immediately. I had sucked the guy to a point where he was close to cumming. He lasted only a minute or two before he grabbed Jeff’s head and shoved his cock into the mouth cunt as far as he could. Jeff was gagging and choking as the guy shot off in his mouth. His cum leaked out of the corners of Jeff’s mouth. Just then the guy in his ass cried out and gave a big shove into Jeff’s ass. He came and held himself there for a few avcılar escort seconds before pulling out. Jeff shuddered as his ass muscles gripped empty space looking for something to squeeze. Another guy got behind him. It was a black guy with this really big fat cock. He shoved it into Jeff’s cum lubed ass and started pounding away. Another guy was in his mouth fucking his face.

I was so fucking hot watching this. The other trans came over and kneeled next to me. She was kind of cute. Not totally passable but in my state she was Marilyn. We started kissing and she was groping my cock clit while I was watching Jeff get it from both ends. She started in on my cock and was doing a credible job slurping and sucking. People started coming in and watching the action: men and women both. I motioned a guy over and started sucking his semi hard dick. I was doing a fluff job on him__getting him hard so that when the guys currently fucking Jeff’s mouth and ass were done this guy could take one of their places. With my mouth on his cock he was hard really fast. The black guy pulled out of Jeff’s pussy and shot ropes of cum all over his ass and back. There was so much that people actually applauded. I pushed the guy I was doing away and told him to stick it into Jeff’s ass. My little TV honey was sucking my balls and taint (that’s that area between my balls and asspussy) and working her way to my asscunt while I took on another guy____just in the spirit of getting him ready for Jeff.

All of a sudden the guy fucking Jeff’s mouth gave a shout and it was obvious he was cumming in his mouth. It must have been a whopper because there was hot white cum drooling out the corners of his mouth. My now very fluffed guy took his place and started ravaging my occasional lover’s mouth. This slender redheaded girl (I’d say somewhere around 30) was sprawled in a chair watching and pistoning her pussy with a big thick zucchini. Her mouth was half open and her hands were jamming the big green dick in and out of her. I could see her pussy juices flowing around the monster. She looked over at me and I smiled at her and motioned for her to come over. She left the big vegetable cock in her cunt and staggered over to me. I pulled her down and kissed her and told her to suck off the “girl” who was sucking me. She got on her knees behind the TV and pulled her cock back so she could suck it. She got back there on her knees and with her ass in the air she pulled the girl’s rock hard cock back and started sucking her as she was sucking me. I pulled myself away from the little TV’s mouth and moved over to where Jeff was so I could get under him.

I was on my back underneath him with my legs inside of his sucking on his dangling hard dick. There was a steady stream of pre_cum leaking out of him probably caused by cocks in his ass rubbing against his prostate. I could hear him moaning around the cock in his mouth while I sucked him off. Someone started sucking me and I was soooo close to cumming. The guy that was fucking Jeff’s ass pulled out and started shooting cum ropes everywhere just as the guy in his face pulled out and shot into his nose and eyes. That and my vacuuming his cock sent him over the edge and he unloaded the biggest cum hose he’d ever given me. I was choking and gagging as he shoved his dick into me and threatened to drown me in his load. I had no idea who was sucking me and didn’t care as I shot off in his/her mouth. I was shooting and gasping around Jeff’s cock. He pulled out of my mouth as my mystery sucker left me. Jeff kissed me and we both kind of rolled out of the was to catch our breaths. I saw the little redheaded TV smiling at me as she wiped cum off her lips.

Jeff’s a fun guy!

My senior year of college was very uneventful and basically the same as my junior year minus having Kevin fucking me. My dorm mate was a nerdy, engineering major and very intelligent with a very high IQ, but no social skills what so ever. I suspected he was more of a virgin with girls than I was. I often thought it would be sexy to dress as Natalie one day and he comes into the dorm room and I seduce him, but he was not the type of male I was attracted to at all. I liked masculine, strong men and Allen was not that type.

I missed Kevin more than I thought I would but I never heard from him again and realized I was just a fuck for him and nothing more. He used me for sex and that hurt a little but he also helped me realize what I was; a sissy, feminine, cross dresser who was bi-sexual and for that I could not be mad at him. Yes I considered myself bi-sexual since I did enjoy having intimate relations with my girlfriend Jennifer even if it was still limited to just oral sex and I noticed other attractive girls in a desirable way, but I also looked at men differently now. I lusted after masculine men I came in contact with and wanted to dress up as Natalie for them and let them fuck me like a girl. After my summer of being able to be Natalie every day for James and sometimes Steve, my desire to be her only increased. Even with girls my sexual desires became different.

While I was attracted to girls I did not want to be their male lover; instead I fantasized about being Natalie when I was with them and being their lesbian lover with a penis. I fantasized how I would dress and be all pretty for them and how they would fuck me with a strap on dildo sex toy. I even desired that from my beautiful girlfriend when we had our intimate moments. Something that I knew would never come true since Jennifer was very prudish when it came to sex. Oh she enjoyed sucking my little cock and me going down on her; when we had our sex it was her that initiated it every time but that was all she did and let me do to her. I knew I could never let her in on my secret; if she found out she would leave me and that I could not handle. I would rather go through my life with her keeping my secret and not being fulfilled both sexually and emotionally than to not have her in my life. I was very dependent on my girlfriend.

Jennifer moved into an off campus apartment with a couple of her friends and resumed her college life as well. She went out often with her friends to parties or clubs and even made the hour and a half drive to Atlanta with her friends on occasion to go to clubs. I spent the night with her a few times when she allowed me to.

The summer I spent with James and being his “trophy wife” as we played house together only increased my desire to be Natalie, but I never really had the chance to. After our winter break from college I did “cheat” on my girlfriend with another man. I went to a local gay club as Nathan a few times in hopes of meeting someone and my third time there I did. His name was Rick and he was twenty-nine and totally gay, but a masculine top gay man. He was cute and nice and the first night I met him he took me back to his apartment and fucked me. It was great! He liked the twink type males like me, but he did not like crossdressers. When I suggested how I could dress for him in girl clothes he told me that was not what he was into, “If I wanted to fuck a girl I would not be gay”, he had told me. He also would get annoyed by my feminine manners when we went out and around his friends. He would tell me to stop acting like such a sissy and I was embarrassing him. The relationship did not last long. While I enjoyed him fucking me I felt unfulfilled emotionally since I could not be Natalie.

After Rick I just came to the conclusion that the previous year was just a fantasy and I would only dress as Natalie when I knew I was going to be alone; I even stopped removing the hair on my body. Over Christmas Jennifer and I got officially engaged and I reconciled with my parents so it was a wonderful holiday. When we got back to college Jennifer spent a lot of her time going back home or on the phone planning our wedding with her mother; she rarely included me in the planning. I did not mind; it was her wedding and I wanted it to be perfect for her, I did love her very much. I knew once we were married I would never cheat on her again with another guy or be Natalie again for another guy.

We both graduated in May and we got married that June. It was a beautiful wedding and when I saw my future wife walk down to the alter I was stunned. No one could deny Jennifer was a beautiful girl with her long dirty blonde hair and a figure most girls would die to have, but that day she was angelic. I thought how lucky I was to have her as my wife. I also thought how pretty I would look in her wedding dress but kept that thought to myself.

When people I knew that never meet Jennifer and would ask me what she looked like I had a hard time describing her; to say she was beautiful did not do her justice. şişli escort Her body was as close to perfection as a mortal girl could get. She was not too fat, not too thin, her breasts were not too big, not too small, her butt was the same, not too small but not too big; it was just perfect. Her face was just lovely and her complexion was flawless and she had a light natural tan that would just darken slightly in the summer when she laid out in her bikini. Her dirty blonde hair was more brown than blonde and in the summer sun it became more blonde than brown. Her face was a combination of innocence, girl next door look and sexy and seductive all at the same time. Her dark brown eyes and brown eyebrows contrasted with her hair color that gave her eyes a seductive bedroom eyes look.

Like I said, it was hard to really describe my now lovely wife. The best way to understand her beauty was when she was seventeen her father commissioned a well-known artist in our state to do a family portrait. It was her father, her mother, and Jennifer. After he revealed the portrait, the artist apologized to Jennifer’s father. When asked why since the portrait was beautiful; the artist told Jennifer’s father it was impossible to capture Jennifer’s true beauty with paint and he doubted even Michelangelo could capture Jennifer’s beauty on canvas.

Jennifer’s father gave us the honeymoon for a wedding present; a week trip to Aruba. We stayed at an extravagate private resort and it was beautiful and her father gave us a one bedroom suite. The first night there, Jennifer and I had intercourse for the first time. As soon as the bellboy left our room she grabbed me, pulled me into the bedroom, and started kissing me and stripping off my clothes. When I was naked and my small penis erect with desire for her she pushed me on the bed. I reached up and tried to pull her on top of me, but she giggled.

“No. Watch me get undressed.” She told me.

Jennifer slowly removed her clothes and teased me visually with her incredible body. It was not the first time I had seen her naked, but something in the way she showed herself to me by turning and bending over slightly and exposing herself to me was different than ever before. I knew I was going to orgasm quickly and hoped I could last long enough to make her feel good for the first time she had sex.

Jennifer smiled at me and got on the bed and on top of me and started kissing me, then she moved down and kissed my neck, my chest, my stomach, and finally she was placing light kisses on my penis.

She looked up at me and smiled, “I am going to give you a blow job before we fuck.” She told me. I was a little shocked by her use of the word “fuck”. Jennifer never cursed. “You cum to fast and I want our first time to last longer.”

I blushed but she spoke the truth. I then moaned in pleasure as she took my little cock in her mouth and gave me a blow job. I did orgasm quickly. When we got engaged Jennifer stopped our previous sexual time together, telling me she wanted our honeymoon sex to be more exciting so besides having sex with Rick for the month we “dated” my orgasms had come with masturbation.

“Ohhh…Jennifer…I am going to cum.” I moaned out to let her know.

Jennifer never allowed me to cum in her mouth. I was again shocked when my words just seemed to encourage her and she sucked me harder and faster and I came in her mouth. Jennifer kept sucking my cock and stroking it to milk my fluid out of my body. It was the best blow job I had ever gotten. I came so hard it felt like my small testicles were being drained as she swallowed every bit of my cum. When she felt she could not get any more of my sex fluid out of me she removed her mouth from my penis, wiped her mouth, and placed her head on my thigh and gently caressed my stomach.

“Ummm…you came a lot.” She told me.

“I…I didn’t think you liked for me to do it in your mouth?”

Jennifer sat up on the bed between my legs, wiped the corners of her mouth, and giggled. “We are married now so it’s different. I liked it and I liked how you taste and it felt amazing feeling you cum all in my mouth.”

I wanted to tell her I agreed with her since I loved the taste and smell of a man’s cum as well as how it felt splashing all in my mouth, but naturally I kept that to myself.

Jennifer straddled my chest and started kissing me and my cock was still hard. Her magnificent perfectly shaped breasts rubbed over my chest as we kissed and I ran my hand down to her butt; an ass I heard many guys and even a few girls at college say it was the most perfect ass they had ever seen as Jennifer walked by them in tight jeans or shorts. I tried to guide my cock into her pussy but she slapped my hand and smiled down at me.

“Oh, baby, we have all night for that. I want you to use your mouth on me. You have gotten pretty good at it and can occasionally make me cum.”

I smiled and kissed her and tried to roll her over onto her back taksim escort but she stopped me and grabbed my arms and pulled them above my head.

“Not like that. We are going to do it differently.” She smiled and kissed the tip of my nose.

Jennifer moved her body so her knees pinned my arms above my head and she placed her pussy over my face. I looked up and saw how sexy it was. I had seen it before and always thought she had a sexy pussy. The skin of her vulva was a darker shade than the rest of her body and the outer area of her labia majora was puffy, her labia minora (her “pussy lips”) were smaller and thin and almost hidden until spread apart and her “clit hood” was small and when she got aroused her clit would swell and become very noticeable. She had what cruder people would call a “fat pussy” and it was incredibly sexy. As she held herself over my face I could see her pussy was already glistening from her being wet. I was glad she could get wet with me; it meant I turned her on. She still shaved the hairs on her sex but kept the light brown, soft, hair above her pussy shaped into a small patch of hair.

Jennifer reached down and grabbed my hair with one hand and then used her other on her own sex. She teased me by slowly running her finger over her pussy, spreading herself apart for me, running a finger over her now exposed clit, and then placing a finger inside herself. She gave a soft moan as she fingered herself for a while, twisting her finger inside her in a circular motion. When she withdrew her finger it was wet and sticky from her own fluid. Jennifer placed her finger on my lips and I opened my mouth and let her insert her finger. As I sucked her finger I closed my lips and made a seal around her finger and sucked it like I was sucking a little cock. Jennifer giggled and started trusting her finger in and out of my mouth like she was fucking it.

“Umm does my pussy taste good, husband?” She teased.

“Umpf…ery ood.” I said as she continued to fuck my mouth with her finger.

Jennifer was a very independent young lady, confident, strong willed, competitive, emotionally and physically strong and since the day we met she controlled our relationship. I never minded since I was none of those things. It was just the way our relationship worked. People told me I was “pussy whipped” and a wimp to allow her to control me the way she did, but I never minded at all. I actually liked the way our relationship worked. But now on our honeymoon I was seeing her get more aggressive sexually than I ever had before. While she always decided when we were to get intimate and how, she was always reserved and often timid sexually, but now she was more open and not being timid at all.

Jennifer removed her finger from my mouth and then placed it along with her index finger over her pussy, which was now only an inch or two from my face. She used her fingers and spread her lips apart.

“Smell it, dear husband.” She told me in her kind sweet voice.

I inhaled deep and smelled her pussy and the scent was wonderful.

“Do you like how it looks and smells?” She teased

“Yes…very much.” I told her truthfully.

“Good, now open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”

I did as she told me and my new wife lowered herself and her wet, aroused pussy touched my tongue and she moved her lower body slightly to run her pussy over my tongue. She tasted wonderful and repeated the process a few more times and then lowered herself a little more and her pussy was against my mouth.

“Do it, baby, do it like I taught you. Lick my pussy and make me cum all over your face.” Jennifer told me. “I am not going to let you fuck me unless you can make me cum with your mouth.”

Naturally her “threat” about not letting me fuck her encouraged me to do my best and her being in charge and her words aroused me a great deal. She still pinned my arms above my head so I was only able to use my mouth on her magnificent pussy. I ran my tongue over the outside of her vulva, put it inside her pussy and made circling motions with it, but I knew that was not going to make her orgasm; I did that for myself to taste her. Jennifer gave a few moans as my tongue and mouth worked her sex and then a little gasp as my mouth found her now swollen clit. I ran my tongue over the little organ and then started to flick it rapidly with my tongue as my mouth closed down on her.

“Umm…yes that’s it, dear husband, right there.” Jennifer told me.

I continued to stimulate her clit and she kept giving soft moans of enjoyment. Jennifer was not like me; she was not very loud when I gave her oral sex and I doubted she would be loud during intercourse unlike me who when I got fucked I was very loud. Jennifer’s pussy seemed to get wetter and after a while my chin, which was rubbing against her sex, was slick with her fluids. I kept using my tongue on her for a long while until it started to actually ache but I kept going; not so much that beşiktaş escort if I did not make her cum she was not going to let me fuck her but more cause I wanted to please her. After a long time she got off of me and knelt beside my body.

“Well that is not going to work.” She said with a hint of disgust in her voice. “You need to learn more of how to go down on a girl. That was pathetic.”

“I…I tried…I am sorry.” I whined out.

Jennifer smiled and ran her hand through my hair, “I know you did, baby, and that’s the sad part of it.” She said kindly. “I got something that will help me cum.”

Jennifer got out of the bed and walked to where the bell boy put our luggage in the main room of the suite. As she walked away I actually felt like crying that I could not sexually please my new wife. Jennifer walked back into the room with a huge grin and again straddled my chest. In her right hand was a small pink object which she held up to show me.

“I bought this a couple of days ago.” She told me. “Just in case.”

It was a small vibrator especially made to stimulate her clit and had little nubs on the flat head. Jennifer bent over and kissed me passionately and when she broke the kiss she smiled down at me.

“We will use this until you get better at licking pussy.” She giggled. She twisted the bottom of the vibrator and it hummed to life.

Jennifer moved her body so her pussy was at my face again but she did not pin my arms above my head this time. She then used her left hand to spread herself apart and then touched the humming vibrator to her pussy. She gave a loud gasp of pleasure, much louder than I even heard from her, as she used the vibrator on herself. My eyes focused on her pussy and her playing with herself. Her pussy was just a couple of inches above my mouth. Jennifer moaned and gasped in pleasure as the vibrator stimulated her clit.

“Ohhh…this feels awesome.” She gasped out. “So much better than your tongue…ohhh wow…touch me, Nathan, touch my ass…uhhhh…run your hands over my ass.”

I reached up and ran my hands over her incredible butt cheeks, caressing her soft skin as she continued to get herself off. Her pussy was glistening with her fluid and I wanted to kiss it so bad but I knew she was not going to let me. She raised her left hand and started playing with her own breasts and nipples.

“Uhhh…fuck…I…I am going to cum.” She told me and soon her body jerked and I could feel her butt cheek muscles tighten and loosen, see her stomach muscles clench and unclench, and I swear could have seen the entrance to the inside of her pussy open and close a little as she orgasmed. Once she was finished she lowered her body to catch her breath and her pussy fell on my mouth.

“Umm…that was nice. Lick it for me, baby.” She told me.

I did not have to be told twice. I started licking and sucking her pussy. It was very wet form her arousal and orgasm. When my wife felt I had enough she moved herself to straddle me once again and started kissing me. First she licked my chin to taste her own fluid and then kissed me for a long time. After she broke the kiss she saw the look on my face and giggled.

“What? You are not the only one who likes how my pussy tastes. I taste it often when I get myself off. I have a wonderful tasting pussy. Denise loves how I taste.”

“Denise? What…I…when…I…I…” I stammered out in shock.

Jennifer smiled and kissed me again. Denise was one of her best friends from college. Jennifer’s dorm mate since freshman year and one of the girls she shared an apartment with her senior year. I liked Denise. She was sweet even if she was nerdy. She was a cute girl, a little on the cubby side but a very cute face that was framed by her hipster nerd glasses.

Jennifer broke the kiss, “Don’t be mad or jealous. I just let her go down on me sometimes. I never did her. I don’t think I could ever go down on another girl.” My wife confessed, “That’s just to gross for me but I liked when she did me.”

“I…I did not know she was a lesbian?”

Jennifer laughed, “She’s not. She’s not even bi but come one, baby, look at me. Who would not want to go down on me…girl or guy? It was not cheating on you, honey, please don’t think that or be mad at me. It was just fun and some college exploring.” Jennifer frowned, “Please don’t be mad.”

When she said the last sentence I could feel the guilt and sadness in her voice. She truly hoped I would not be mad at her. I was not; I was actually aroused even more at the thought of it. I even came close to confessing how I sucked Kevin’s cock and let him fuck me. If Jennifer did not think letting another girl go down on her pussy was not cheating then maybe she would not think me being fucked by another guy was not cheating. I didn’t confess however. If I did it would have brought up so many different things; how I enjoyed being Natalie, how not only did Kevin fuck me but the other men as well.

“I am not mad, Jennifer. Really I am not. I understand.” I told her instead. “Did…did she make you cum when she did it?” I asked.

Jennifer laughed and reached around and ran her hand up my erect penis. I felt like it was going to explode just from that simple touch I was so aroused; not just from her confession but everything we had done so far.

The evening was detonating quickly and they were becoming more and more aggressive in their touching me. Mr. Brown had consumed a great deal of alcohol and he was almost passed out sitting in his chair, The others in the group continued to grope me at every opportunity and I was becoming worried that the situation was starting to get out of hand. I heard the crash of a glass as Mr. Brown finally slumped into his chair and he had passed out. It was then that Chuck stepped forward. Mr. Brown was no longer a threat and I was now theirs for the taking. Chuck made eye contact with the others and sprang to his feet. He checked Mr Brown was out of it and then put his plan into action.

“Grab her,” he told the others.

I looked for an escape route as the group sprang to their feet. Jeff and Rick grabbed me and dragged me toward the table. With one thrust of his hand Chuck cleared the poker cards and poker chips from the table. Both men lifted me onto the now vacant table and I was lying on my back with my arms and legs being pulled wide. Chuck continued to give directions.

“Hold her down,” he barked.”

Jeff and Rick did as he commanded and I was open for all to see.

“There, that’s it,” he smiled.

The other two now joined the group and each grabbed my wrists and ankles and spread them wide. They pulled my limbs tight and I was soon spread-eagled on the poker table. Jeff was too my left and while he held me tight as his free hand covered my mouth. I was now ready to be taken by the group.

Chuck was stripped naked and made his way to the bottom of the table. I was fully exposed and he was looking for my anal opening. Grasping his cock in his right hand, he moved between my open legs.

“I fucked this bitch earlier and she is as tight as.”

“I’ve levent escort taken a Viagra and I’m as hard as a rock.”

“I am going to fuck her until she is nice and loose.”

“You guys are in for a treat.”

“When I’m finished you can have what’s left.”

He steered his cock toward my opening. I again felt it press against my sphincter. This time I was already lubricated due to my earlier fucking I was still moist and his entry into me was so much easier. Jeff removed his hand from my mouth.

“Make one sound and you will get something you don’t want.”

I looked into his eyes and he had that mean look. I nodded to let him know that I would do what they wanted. Rick was now naked and he had his cock in his hand. He wiped over my lips and then down my cheek. He used it to slap my face, then steered it back to my mouth.

“Suck it,” he hissed as it pressed his hardened cock against my lips.

I immediately opened my lips and mouth and he thrust it into my open cavity. He pushed it hard and further into my mouth. I slid my tongue sideways to accommodate him and struggled to breath. I tried to control my breathing, and also my gag reflex. He wanted it all down my throat and he had little regard for what I wanted. He held my head tight, gripping me under the chin so as to control my head and his other hand held the back of it. He immediately began to thrust his hips back and forth pushing his monster down my open throat. Forcing it almost fully into my mouth and as far down my throat as possible. He then decided he should give me even more.

“Hold it, hold it, hold it,” he shouted.

The he would release it long enough for me to catch the slightest breath, and then force it back down my throat.

“Hold sarıyer escort it you fucking bitch,” he again ordered.

I struggled to breath and was beginning to panic. I felt myself whimper as he continued with his onslaught. Chuck was also in a rhythm as he was fucking the life out of me. They were like wild animals, who were devouring their prey. The struggle was gone out of me and I lay there as they did what they wanted. The others had released their grip of my wrists and ankles and they we stripping, ready to take their turn. I was concentrating on the cock in my mouth and failed to notice that with one last thrust Chuck shot the first of his cum deep inside my bowel. He continued to pump into me spewing more and more of the hot sticky seed. He had finished and he withdrew and there was no break as Harvey, pushed his cock into my now well lubricated opening. It would be now Ricks turn to cum as his pace intensified. With one last shove his cock exploded in my mouth. He gripped my head and held it tight as wave after wave of cum hit the back of my throat. I gagged and I struggled to swallow so much. I felt it spurt from each side of his cock and oozed down the side of my mouth

“Swallow it, you dirty cunt.”

I fought hard to comply with his commands as there was just so much cum.He still had more as he released his grip of my head, and withdrew his cock and pointed it toward my face. He gripped it, then stroked it hard to milk every last drop. It shot forth, splashing down my face. It was in my eyes, my hair and down my cheek. Finally he wiped the remainder over my lips, spreading if over as much of my face as he could. His place was taken by the last of the group being Brian He wasted little time as I lay motionless maslak escort and ready for the taking. He grabbed my head and gave it a hard shake.

“SUCK IT, YOU DIRTY BITCH.”

I closed my lips around it and tried to move my mouth on and off his cock. My jaw ached and I felt as if I had been beaten. As I struggled to meet the demands of the one in my mouth, the one inside me shot his load, pumping and pumping every last drop inside me. I felt him withdraw and awaited the last to complete his servicing of me. I didn’t have to wait long until the cock in my mouth exploded. I struggled to swallow his vile seed and he became inpatient. He gripped my nose and forced me to both swallow and breath and at the same time started to choke. I must have looked like a freshly landed fish as I fought to stop from vomiting. I gulped the air down and with it the cum he had deposited. I managed to swallow the last of it as he grinned looking down at me. They continued my rape well into the night and each one would use both my openings. I drifted in and out of consciousness as one would finish and his place was taken by another. My last memory was that I was lying motionless as I felt the cum ooze from my bottom and what was left from my mouth. I didn’t hear them leave as it was some time later that Mr. Brown shook me from my sleep. He told me that they had gone and that I needed to clean myself up .I Made my way to the bathroom and looked at my reflection in the mirror.

My lipstick was smudged and my makeup was covered in dry and in some places wet cum. My eyes were black as my mascara was also smudged. I looked like a raccoon with the blackened eyes. I slumped in the shower and let the hot wanted wash their cum from as much of my body as I could. It must have been more than an hour that I made my way out of the shower. I grabbed my things and pushed them into my bag, then slipped on my tracksuit and called a cab. I found it difficult to sit as the pounding I had taken made sitting painful indeed. I paid the driver and headed inside. It would be almost three days before I would finally leave my bed.

“Don’t be scared to walk alone. Don’t be scared to like it.” John Mayer.

Reading this on one of the travel blogs I said to myself, ‘Hell yeah!’. I’m gonna go solo.

Whilst traveling with friends is fairly common, I had seen couple of my friends solo traveling. I had heard a lot of stories about traveling alone and was enticed to go for one. Traveling alone is said to be a unique experience and can be a very rewarding way of traveling as it helps you connect to the native people there. And you can learn a lot about their country by talking to them. Interesting, isn’t it?? Wish I could say the same for my solo travel, although I did connect, but with just one native person.

And what did I learn about that person? the culture? the tradition of California?

No.

All I learned was she was a woman with high Libido, that her sexual desire could go on and on, and it’d take an army to feed her appetite. And ya not to mention her stamina. I mean I’m an athlete with a great stamina (or so I used to think before I met her) but her’s was on a different level altogether.

So there I was, a young guy in his mid 20s, with my backpack in Cherokee, a town in North Carolina. Plan was enter the smokey mountains from the North Carolina, witness the nature and wildlife, do some hiking and waterfall walks and exit from Tennessee.

To work around on a budget, I chose to hitchhike. I tried it once. I stuck my thumb out and within no time a car pulled over. The driver dropped me at the diversion and I stuck my thumb out again, saying to myself how easy it was to hitchhike.

It was around 10 am, getting a bit sunny. A black SUV pulled over after about 30 mins of wait. Glass pulled down, and there she was, a super hot woman aged about 30. I asked her if she could drop me a few miles away. Removing her shades, she signalled with her thumb to hop on.

She was a fair skinned tall woman, maybe 6′. She wore a black dress, the one with tight front and hemline at mid thigh. The horizontal slit at her dress revealed her cleavage. She was a firm 36D. Quite firm. No bra, I could tell. She must be working out I thought, seeing her really toned arms and shoulders.

“I’m Dylan.” I said, expecting her to introduce herself too.

“Yh. huh!” was all she said. She had a little bass in her voice.

“And you’re?” I asked with no pause.

“I’m Eva. So where exactly you wanna get down??” She asked showing no interest.

She already looked annoyed for some reason, or maybe that was her natural expression.

I could see the tattoo of 3 black roses on her right breast through that slit in her dress.

“Nice tattoo you’ve got there.” I said when she saw me noticing her breasts.

“Quite sexy.” I said expecting some talk from her side.

“Thanks.” She said with total disinterest.

“So where’d you get it?” I asked, thinking I just wouldn’t give up.

“I don’t recall.”

I tried to strike a conversation a couple of times but the answers were yes/no and even no answers at times (with annoyed stares).

She looked quite pissed but for some reason I thought I had a shot.

“So you live with your friends? family? you’re married?” I asked for obvious purpose

With a loathing on her face she said “I live alone.”

“Cool. I live close by. Maybe we should hangout sometimes.” I said, thinking I could hitchike again if she throws me out.

“uh-huh!” is all she said. I think I’d got my answer.

I knew I had to shut up now.

After 5 mins, I said “I mean, there’s a club midway where we can meetup sometime. May be we can stop now. you’ll have nice time I assure.”

With anger in her voice, she said “You looking for some fun??”

She braked suddenly, scaring the hell out of me. I jerked forward.

She turned the car into the woods and stopped.

I had no fucking idea what had just happened.

Getting out of the car, She opened the door on my side, grabbed me by my hair and pulled me out.

“You lookin for some fun, sweetie?” Grabbing me by the cheeks from the other hand she said “Is that what you want??”

I could sense the anger in her voice.

Any normal guy would have said no but her dominant behaviour had sort of turned me on.

In a muffled voice I said ‘Yeah’.

She stuck two fingers down my throat saying “You sure you want the trouble, baby?”

With a gagging sound I said “Yeah, I do.”

I don’t know what I was thinking. A stranger was choking me with her fingers in my mouth and I was saying Yes Please. and to my disbelief, I could feel something rising up in my pants.

“Then lets do this.” She said removing her fingers from my mouth.

Strings of spit connected her finger and my lips. I slurped all of it in a single drag and swallowed it with pleasure. Damn! I had never been with a dominant woman. It was a much awaited fantasy and she could make it into reality.

She looked quite impressed by that. She held my cheeks again and when my mouth opened, she spit right inside, with a little saliva falling taksim escort on my upper lip. Within no time, I found myself licking my upper lip and then swirling her spit inside my mouth before I guzzled her spit slowly.

With an impressed look again, she said “I think I’m gonna have a lot of fun with you.”

“I’m sure You will.” I said, still intimidated by her.

She smiled for the first time and that, for some reason, gave me a sense of pride.

Wrapping her hand around my waist, she tugged me and touched her lips with mine. I could feel her, more than usual, warm breath and it was kinda hot. Her tongue probed at my mouth, until I opened my lips granting her the access. Her tongue slipped into my mouth and wrestled against my own. She kissed quite aggressively I must say, and I just followed the lead.

Our moans filled the silence of the woods. With her one hand still firmly grabbing my hair, her other hand started playing with my ass. Sliding her hand inside my pants, She started rubbing my ass crack with her middle finger, something strange that I was enjoying probably more than her.

She broke the kiss gently, looked at me with a smile, and biting her lips, to my surprise, spanked me. “A cute little ass you’ve got there. You’ve no idea what I’m gonna do with that tushy,” She said squeezing my ass. With a slight blush, I said “It’s all yours,” blindsiding the fact that she really meant that. Our tongues massaged each other’s for a while before She broke the kiss swiftly and pulled away.

With a naughty smile she said “How about a little blowjob, huh?”

I, with an elated face, said “Sure, I’d love that.” This trip is gonna be awesome, I thought.

Hearing this her expression changed to a dominatrix’s and she commanded me to go on knees and pushed my shoulders to the ground.

I was all of a sudden on my knees. Damn! She was strong!

Perplexed as to what am I gonna do being on my knees, I said “I think you should be the one…”

Slap!!

“Ssssshhhhh,” she whispered.

and I just couldn’t recollect what had just happened. This woman had just pushed me on ground and slapped me hard. What on earth was going on???

“I’m so very sure you should be the one down there, baby.” She said with a devil smile “Dont be so puzzled, honey. You’ll know soon.” With a pause she added, “what you’ve got yourself into.”

She grabbed my hair pulling me closer to her groin and pulled up her black dress and that is when it hit me. Literally.

A cock just sprung free and hit me on the face. With a little feeling of disgust and sudden attack of fright I moved a step back hurriedly.

In my head I said “I am so not into such things” and ran towards the highway but in reality Eva moved towards me, and with no extra effort, shoved my face on her dick.

“Look sweetie, we are miles inside the woods and no one’s gonna come for help. So you better do what I say and I leave you.”

I don’t know why she even had to say this. My face was wedged between her strong hand and a dick, even stronger. I had no way out. I already gave up on the idea of running away.

That is when I realised her dick was bigger than my entire face. I had to roll my eyes way up to see the pink head of her shaft. While my face was still squeezed on her dick, my nose was right on her balls and the scent of her balls was turning me on.

The nasty and pungent smell of her balls had transformed into a sweet aroma.

Call me a Perv, but the essence of her balls had got my dick pulsating back again.

In my head, I was shouting to myself “What the hell are you doing? Find a way to get the hell out of this mess,” but my cupidity subsided all other brain signals and there I was sniffing balls of a girl with a dick, relishing every bit of it.

There was a brief pause in the movement for both of us. She’d figured I’m already tamed and turned on. Gradually all other thoughts from my head vanished. The only thought in my head was actually over my head, literally.

With every puff I respired, I admired the beauty of the cock resting all over my face. She was long and thick. must be above 7 inches, a little bigger than me. I readjusted my head so as to put both of my nostrils on her balls, thereby inhaling nothing other than aroma of her genitals.

“What happened, babe? You like the smell of my balls?” She asked.

Pulling myself away from her scrotum, I said “A lot,” and nosediving back in. I don’t know if it was the essence or the thought of me sniffing on a girl’s dick in the woods but it was working well for both of us.

She gently shoved my face towards her and the essence got stronger and my soft moan came out involuntarily.

“Yeah baby, sniff on those balls,” She said, her right hand holding my neck and the left one caressing my hair.

My nostrils were right at her turkey neck when She pulled me with a jerk, spread her legs a little bit and shoved my nose back in, but this time on the right side of her scrotum. My mecidiyeköy escort nose was right between her scrotum and inner thighs and trust me the odour was way stronger here. This time I inhaled with my eyes closed, savouring it more. She pulled me again and this time she placed me on left side. She was giving my nostrils a full tour of her scrotum. She started shoving my face deep down there and suffocating me till I used to almost pass out. She was going really vigorous, grabbing my head and shoving wherever she wished

Then came the best part of the sniffing session. She grabbed my head with both the hands and pressed me gently, with my nostrils right in the middle of her sack. Then she steadily pushed me downwards without my nostrils losing contact with her balls. Slowly moving in a downward motion, my nostrils rubbed agains her balls and I was leisurely smelling her whole scrotum in a single stroke, with my nostrils stretched. I could sense the heat increasing going downwards. The stench got stronger as I approached down and my penis almost tore my pants when I realised that my nose had reached her butthole. She held me at her butthole for a while until my neck gave up, bringing me back to the middle of her scrotum.

She repeated the whole cycle again. “Open your eyes. Look at me,” She commanded. This time I was looking at her while going down until my vision was hindered by her gooch ( the area between the testacles and anus) when I reached her anus. At that point all I could see was her beautiful nutsack from beneath. In the next few cycles, she started patting and later slapping me on the cheeks while I enjoyed sniffing her scrotum and anus. In the last trial she made me suffocate right on her anus and then when I was about to pass out, she threw me on the floor.

“Alright Sniffer Dog, enough of foreplay. Now get to the real shit,” She said.

I knew exactly what she meant and I was more than ready to please her.

I got back on my knees and caressed her fair and smooth thighs with both my hands, gazing at the thick, juicy girlcock. I started pecking on her cock starting from the bottom till below the head. I continued it for another minute or so and then was the time. The time of anxiety and the nerves. The time of desire. The thought of having a dick in my mouth for the first time gave me butterflies in the stomach. My mouth was hell dry from 1 hour session of sniffing her balls.

Opening my mouth, I ran my tongue over my lips making them wet. Starting with the french kisses down her shaft, I felt the thick veins in her cock through my lips. Spent about a minute kissing the shaft of that thick meat. Then reached the beautiful pink head of hers. French kissed the ring of the head. I could taste the precum on the ring and it couldn’t be tastier. Damn! I loved running my lips on the ring. Giving the head a sultry gaze before devouring it, I noticed a bead of precum right at the Jap’s Eye. I ran my tongue over my lips again, this time not to make ’em wet but out of the craving, out of the urge, out of my strong desire and wrapped my lips around that beautiful piece of meat.

My eyes closed involuntarily while taking the smooth shiny head inside my mouth as a sign of worship, Cock Worship.

The feeling was angelic and I could sense every microsecond of it. I wrapped my tongue steadily around the tip to taste the precum I was craving. The precum slid down onto my tongue and I felt fortunate to taste the divine potion. I spent a few more minutes sucking just her head and drinking a couple of precum drops. With every precum drop touching my tongue, I couldn’t help but hum and make those ‘yummy noises’.

Caressing my hair she gently pushed my head, signalling to take more in. Readjusting my knees, I got a little closer. The dry leaves susurrated underneath. Opening my mouth wider, I steadily slid inch by inch. I could feel her veins inside my mouth. she kept pushing me to take more. Moving her hips forwards, she crammed the whole rod inside me. Gagging for the first time, I tried to move back but she didn’t let me. “Come on, take all the way in.” She said with both her hand on the back on my head.

In my head, I said “All the way? Its more than an inch to go.”

I gagged, gagged and gagged again.

gwah…gwah…gwah…gwah…gwahhhh!

I tried to move with every gag, but no mercy. “All the way in, I said” She commanded.

Face red, tears building up in my eyes, I felt I’ll puke all over the place.

Slowly my gag reflex adjusted and I could feel my nose touching her stomach.

I could feel her head at the back of my throat.

Finally I impressed myself by taking ‘All the way in’, with my nose pressed hard against her abdomen and chin against her balls.

“hmmm, yeah!” She groaned “That’s what I’m talking about.”

She finally let my head go. Heavily panting, I pulled back slowly.

Pulling back my mouth completely, I unveiled a cascade of spit strings. I dragged greedily to guzzle all of it. The taste topkapı escort of her precum mixed with my spit gave me an intense pleasure.

Grabbing my hair she said “You love swallowing that, dont you? You dirty little slut!”

“Yes, I do, ma’am.” I said, looking up at her, still catching my breath, one hand playing with her wet cock.

Looking at me she said firmly “Open your mouth.”

Spit!!

Forcefully she gobbed a chunk of saliva inside my mouth. What an aim, I thought.

I swirled it around my mouth before swallowing it all with my eyes closed.

Having a girl spit in my mouth was one of my fantasies and this stranger was fulfilling all of them today..

“Now get back to business,” She instructed.

With diligence, I gazed at that rod again.

Looking at her sensually, I laid my tongue flat and licked her dick from bottom to top before diving in.

I started slowly, enjoying the precum beads at her head and then started going steadily inch by inch, this time without any help. 😉

My hands started caressing her thighs and then her hips.

With 2-3 gags, I took it all in. To my delight, her glans had started tickling my throat. I gagged three to four times but stayed there, pushing her hips harder on my face.

After spending more than a minute down there, I pulled back again. Swallowed all the spit strings as per the protocol (something that I had become fond of). Wiped all the precum around my lips using my index finger and sucked that finger. I just couldn’t waste her precum.

“Yeah, that’s my boy,” She said before guiding me to ingest her meat again. Quickly tasting the precum off her tip ( just couldn’t miss that ), I dived in. She held my hair gently with both her hands and started moving her hips. In no time, My chin was touching her balls.

“Hand behind your back,” She instructed.

I folded them behind my back, whirling my tongue on her cock in my mouth.

Movement of her hips had now turned into heavy thrusting. And continued.

God! The Herculean thrust! Where was she getting that strength from.

Every thrust was a hard blow to my face, sending tremors down my body.

Not to mention her cock pounding my throat, non-stop, her sack of balls thwacking my chin.

She wouldn’t stop.

Gag. Breathe. Gag. Breathe. Tears.

Gag. Breathe. Gag. Breathe. Tears.

gluck.. gluck.. gluck.. gluck!!

It went on and on.

“That’s it. hmmmm,” She moaned, still a command in her voice.

Her moaning supplemented my arousal. Perhaps, it was the thought of giving pleasure to a stranger (rather a tormentor) on my expense, who was brutally savaging my face with no mercy.

Another though ran through my head, making this experience even more worthwhile:

‘Full of zeal, I had left my home today to experience the solo trip, go into the woods, explore the outside world, meet some new people and try some authentic native cookery and here I was, In the middle of the woods, gobbling down a 7 inch she-cock, sitting on my knees with mouth full of precum and spit, and savouring every drop of it.’

This continued for more than 10 minutes. Still thrusting, she released my head. “Be right there. Don’t move!” She said with authority. Thrusting turned back into very slow movements. She relaxed her hands and adjusted her hair. Running her hands through her hair, She looked at me. That was one hell of a sight.

She grabbed her hair at the top of her head, while still thrusting slowly inside my mouth.

The image of Sucking on a girl’s boner while she ties her hair is imprinted in my brain forever.

Slowly moving her hips, she resorted to a circular motion which was a delight to my mouth. I could feel her in every part of my mouth now, slowly moving my face too in circular motion. I tilted my head to feel her head on my left cheek. My left cheek had an impression of her head and it felt amazing.

“hmm” She moaned with a smirk, slapping me on the left cheek a couple of times.

She grabbed my jaw with one hand and hair in another and guided me back to the depth.

Gagging had reduced this time. She held me deep for about two minutes. I closed my eyes to stop the tears. Reduced gagging made my other senses more active. I could appreciate more the poking of her head on my throat. I made a little circular motion to have her head tickle every corner of my throat. I could feel the warmth of her shaft in my mouth. I could taste every bead of precum on my tongue. I could adore the girth of her shaft. I could sense the more flow of blood in her veins. I could experience her soft sack embracing my chin.

She held me as is for more than 5 mins while my sense overwhelmed me with euphoria. I couldn’t ask for more. I had attained nirvana.

She released me. Slurping, I pulled back really slow, which revealed a collection of spit/precum strings ;), which I could never get enough of. Quaffing on all of it, I dived in again, this time, without even being asked for.

“Looks like you don’t need instructions anymore,” She said with a smile.

I was delighted to please her. I smiled back with her cock in my mouth.

“You can put your hands to some use now,” She asserted.

I unfolded my arms from my back and started rubbing her thighs. Gripping both my palms on her shaft, I started stroking her while sucking her head.

When I wake up, I am back in my room. I am lying down again, and the sheet is once more draped around me. I am bound, gagged and disoriented.

The rhythmic whoosh whoosh of the machine is back and it’s hypnotic recurrence makes me sleepy, causing me to doze off and wake up every few minutes. Or maybe it’s hours. It’s impossible for me to say at this point.

As the minutes and hours pass, I find myself less groggy. I want to scream, but my mouth is full of ball, so I know it’s useless. Looking around, I take stock of the room. There is a dresser to my right, the same color and shape as the one in the light pink room. On top of the dresser is a photograph which I can’t make out. The television in the ceiling is still playing. Image after image flashes by, but I am still too groggy and disoriented to make heads or tails of anything I see. I find that if a close my eyes, then open and close them really fast, I can see just one image for a moment. I do this several times, and each time the image is different. It’s always girls or women, but never in lewd situations. Always clothed and doing normal, everyday stuff.

To my left are a chair and a stool. There are no windows, no pictures on the wall, and the room smells clean, of disinfectant.

I hear the door open, and the click of heels on the tile floor. Dr. Landau again.

“Good morning, Katie,” she says.

As soon as she calls me Katie, the events of the previous day flood back into my mind. The hair brushing, my attempt to speak, my smokey voice, the giant man with the huge penis fucking that woman in my room, and his cock – his magnificent cock – on my lips. As I ponder that adjective, “magnificent”, I suddenly remember the mirror. The woman in the plaid skirt and t-shirt walking towards me, as she adjusted her skirt, mirror in hand. Her smirk as she stood above me, and the big smile when she turned that mirror.

I passed out as soon as the mirror reflected my image. I’d like to think it was a trick of the mind, but now my memory is crystal clear; I can’t shake the image.

When she turned the mirror, a rather attractive young woman stared back. Of course, all I could see was the head – my body was covered by a sheet – but I knew even then. This wasn’t some trick of the light. It wasn’t make-up and a wig. The brush going through my hair wasn’t brushing a wig – the brush brushed my scalp and my hair. The eyes that stared back at me where mine. The face, belonged to a young girl. No more than 22 or 23 years old. Half my age.

I looked at Dr. Landau as the realization came upon me. The feeling on my chest, the tight wrapping, the heat emanating from my groin, none of it had ever felt like that before. None of the parts that I was feeling were mine. Yet there was no mistaking what I felt. Pressure on my chest. A lack of something vital below the waist.

Dr. Landau simply stared at me, as I struggled with the realization of what I was facing. She had a wry smile on her face and seemed to be doing more than just observing me. As my face contorted, the memories causing me pain and worry and more pain, she scribbled on her clip-board, noting my reactions.

“Katie,” she continued as she finished writing on the clip-board, “Today is going to be a very busy day. for you, dear. I am sure you have a million questions, but again I must ask you to be quiet but you will allow me to explain at my own pace. I also have to examine you physically, so we will be removing you from the machine again, and I will be examining güngören escort you from head to toe.”

Dr. Landau moved around me, pressed some buttons on the machine that I now realized actually contained my body, and the whoosh whoosh stopped. The machine opened up, like a suntan bed, or a coffin. I attempted to lift my hands, but they were still bound.

Dr. Landau continued pressing buttons on the machine, and then removed the gag from my mouth.

“I am removing the mouth restraint, but you are still not to talk,” she said.

As if to punctuate that order, the huge man from the previous day opened the door, walked in and stood next to me. He was dressed the same as the other day, making me think that maybe my days were confused. Belts across his chest. A crotchless thong, and a cock ring around his enormous cock and balls. I could not take my eyes off of his cock. It’s veins pulsing, as he stood arms crossed across his chest. I looked at him and I could see him staring into my eyes, a smirk on his face.

Reaching down, he grabbed his cock at its base, and gave stroked it once, producing a large drop of pre-cum. Dr. Landau was turned so she did not see, or perhaps did not care that it was happening. The mountain of a man walked to me and smeared the pre-cum dollop directly across my lips.

Again, my groin was instantly on fire. I licked my lips involuntarily and tasted his pre-cum. It was sweet and a little bitter at the same time. I could feel a strange warmth between my legs. I felt excited, dirty, hot, and confused. I knew I was turned on, but I also knew that every nerve in my body should be repulsed by this act. I was not gay. I played pretend on-line, sure, but it was all fantasy. Yet here I was getting hard… no wait… not getting hard… getting hot. And suddenly, panic set in.

Dr. Landau saw the panicked look on my face and came to me.

“I think it’s time now,” she began. “Katie” she said as she stroked my head and hair, “the first thing you need to wrap that pretty little brain around, is that you are not who you think you are. Not anymore” She moved to the dresser, picked up the framed photograph and moved back to my side. She placed the photograph in front of my face.

“The man you see in this picture died in a tragic boating accident. Unfortunately, his body has not been recovered,” she continued. “The family mourned, but now they have moved on with their lives. Your past self is no more.”

I was dumbfounded. I was staring at a picture of me and my family, taken a month before the van pulled up in the parking lot. We were on a beach, the kids wet from the ocean, my wife looking at me with a look of annoyance, or disdain… and me, standing 6’2″, bronzed from the sun, looking happy and smug.

I remember that day, and that picture, as it were yesterday. We went to the beach with some friends and their kids. Minutes before the picture had been taken, we had returned from a trip to the public toilets, where I had “convinced” my wife to give me a quick blow job before going back. Perhaps convinced wasn’t the best word for it… where I forced her to suck me off, may be a better way of putting it. At first, she said no. Several times. But I insisted, despite her insistence that she didn’t want to “suck your sand-covered cock.”

In the end, my persistence paid off – it didn’t hurt that I was much stronger and bigger than she was. I followed her into the ladies room and güneşli escort when she sat down on the toilet topee, I walked in, dropped my pants and forced my cock in her mouth. She tried to resist, to push away, but then realized I wasn’t going to take no for an answer. I let her suck me for a minute, before that feeling started to bubble up in my balls. And then, not caring about what I was doing to whom, I fucked her throat until I came hard.

“Fuck,” she said as I finally allowed her to pull off my cock. She spit out whatever cum she hadn’t been forced to swallow. “Yuck,” she said. “I really wasn’t in the mood to swallow. Thanks a lot!”

I smirked, kissed her gently and said “No, thank YOU”.

“Fuck you.” she replied. “You think that was funny? I didn’t want to suck your cock and you made me,” she continued. She dabbed her pussy with a couple of sheets of toilet paper, pulled up her bikini bottoms and roughly scooted past me. As she washed her face I couldn’t help but to admire her cleavage. She was petite, but had huge boobs. Her bikini tightly hugged her butt, slightly indenting in the crease. She picked at it, and I started to get hard again. I couldn’t help myself. As she rinsed her mouth out, I walked up to her from behind, hugged her tight, squeezed her tits and said “Oh, I’m sorry baby. Please forgive me. Don’t be mad”. I pushed my hardening dick into the small of her back.

“Mad?” She replied. “You practically raped my mouth!” She was angry, and my hands fondling her tits while I humped her back, put her over the edge. She pushed me away and walked out of the bathroom, leaving me to adjust my fly, wash my face and blow a kiss to the hot guy in the mirror. As she called me an “asshole” all I could think was “life is good.”

Dr. Landau was still speaking, but I had missed most of what she said. I was still back on that beach, but snapped out of it when I felt hands behind my back, gently raising me to a sitting position. When I sat up, I became dizzy again. My feet, which I could now see, looked small, and dainty. I was still covered by a sheet, so I could only see my feet and ankles.

“We are going to undress you now.” Dr. Landau said, and I couldn’t help but think there was a hint of amusement in her voice. She, too, was beautiful. Her hair was tightly wrapped in a bun, and she wore ruby red lipstick, a lab coat, a black pencil skirt and high heels over stockinged feet. Her hands were manicured with matching ruby-red polish.

The man-mountain stepped up to me and brought me to my feet. As I stood, a full-length mirror lowered from the ceiling, until it stood directly opposite me. I knew what I was looking at but still I was having trouble wrapping my mind around it. There I stood. I raised a hand, and the image waved back. I scratched my head and the reflection scratched hers. I turned my head one way, then the other, and she mirrored my movements.

I touched my lips, my face, my eyes. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I stood no more than 5’4″ or so. My hair was long, and chestnut brown. My face was that of a young woman. I could still see some of my old self in that face, and the woman staring back at me in the mirror reminded me of my cousin Lori, back home. The resemblance was there. The eyes. The eyebrows, especially. I could not see my body yet, as the sheet was draped, but that too soon changed. The man unwrapped my body from the sheet, but I was still wrapped in gauze, from the neck down. esenler escort Over the course of the next hour, the man and Dr. Landau slowly and carefully removed every last piece of gauze, taking time to pinch or squeeze me in various places, scratch out some notes on the clip-board and then turning back to the task at hand.

The woman staring back at me in the mirror was now nude. She stood at attention, hands at her side, eyes fixated on me. And mine on her.

I touched my new breasts with my hands. They were big and felt heavy. I’ve seen hundreds of breasts in my life-time, but I couldn’t tell you how big these were. If I had to guess, maybe a double D. Maybe an E. Hard to tell since I didn’t know how tall I was,or how much I weighed. My breasts stood out, at attention, as young breasts often do, despite their large size. My areolas were medium size, the size of silver dollars, and my nipples jutted out hard, like pencil erasers. I pinched my right nipple simply to feel, and a not-so-unpleasant electric shock went from my nipple directly to my pussy.

My hand moved to my tummy, flat, firm, yet soft. My hips had obviously widened. The thought child baring hips popped into my mind. I had a perfect hourglass figure. The mound between my legs was shaved, but for a small landing strip above my slit, the only evidence that the woman in the mirror was post-pubescent.

I reached down and felt my pussy for the first time. It was warm to the touch, and wet. I wasn’t feeling particularly turned on, but I couldn’t help but touch myself. With Dr. Landau and the mountain looking on, I squatted a little, and used my fingers to spread my pussy lips. I looked at the vulva, the labia. I spread my lips and looked for my clit. When I touched it for the first time, I was amazed. Just a slight touch felt like pre-orgasm as a guy. I could feel myself getting wetter as I looked at the pink pussy in the mirror. I had an urge to touch myself more, but Dr. Landau finally spoke up.

“OK, that’s enough for that now. Please put your hands down, sit in the chair, cross your legs and listen. Because I am not going to repeat myself. Welcome to your new life.” She said.

I looked at her and despite being afraid of what would happen, I decided t speak.

“Why” was all that the terrified little girl who spoke was able to say, before the mountain slapped her hard in her face.

“Shut the fuck up, cunt,” he growled. “You listen to the doctor and keep your whore mouth shut, or I will put something in there that will guarantee your fucking silence, got it?” As he asked this question he moved close to me, holding his turgid cock in his right hand. I could smell his bad breath, and see rot in his teeth.

His huge, muscular body glistened with a sheen of sweat, and I could smell sex on his skin. I glanced down to see his huge member becoming more erect. He saw me notice, and chortled.

“Yeah, I know you want this cock. I can see you drooling at the thought of this tool in your tight cunt” he continued. I stared back in his eyes, terrified of the man, and what he could do to me if he only wanted to. I knew that if he wanted to he could do whatever he wanted, and no one could stop him. I was feeling true fear for the first time in my life.

Suddenly, I heard a loud buzzing sound and the man started to shake, and to foam at the mouth.

“Enough” said Dr. Landau, sternly. The man stepped back and I realized that I had just witnessed the doctor control the mountain, using an electric dog collar. He stepped back meekly and gruffly mumbled “sorry”.

Dr. Landau stepped up to me. I sat naked, shivering, legs crossed and arms crossed across my new tits, barely covering the nipples, let alone the big boobs I was trying to hide.

“Why, indeed?” she said to me. “Funny you should ask…”

To be continued.

Just five days had passed since my last session with my slave Candy and already I was yearning for his sexy body again. I was in need of another meeting and had something special planned for it. I called Candy’s phone and just like previously he answered before it could ring twice and greeted me anxiously.

“Hello Mistress Cheyenne,” Candy said as he answered his phone.

“Hello slave Candy,” I replied.”I want you to be at my house tonight at 8 PM and this time I want you wearing nothing but the skimpiest, sultriest lingerie you can find.Is that understood?” I asked.

“Yes Mistress,” he quickly responded.

Before he could say anything else I hung up the phone and decided to start prepping for the evening. I had a special surprise in store for my little slut Candy tonight. I would be inviting over another sexy friend of mine by the name Shawn.

Shawn was a tall guy, with dark hair, brown eyes and a great body. He was also going to serve as my slave for the evening. I had instructed him to come by about 20 minutes before Candy would arrive so I would have a little time to get him ready.

The outfit I chose for myself was a black one piece vinyl teddy with a thong back and snap away crotch. I was wearing some full legged fishnets and a pair of black spiked heels. I wore a black wig with dark blue eye shadow, dark red lip stick, and heavy glitter on my face and body.

When Shawn arrived I answered the door already dressed for the evening, and upon first sight of me, his jaw dropped open. Shawn had never seen me fully dressed up before because we had never actually been intimate, but had discussed it plenty.

“Wow, you look so fucking hot,” Shawn said, staring at me.

I put my hand on his chest and pushed him into the wall then began kissing him passionately on the mouth.

After a few moments, I pulled away and said, “Don’t ever speak without permission again you little slut. And my name is Mistress Cheyenne!”

Shawn looked a bit startled at first but I could tell by the bulge in his pants this was only turning him on.

“Now strip naked,” I commanded him.

Shawn looked a bit nervous but he did as told and started removing his clothes till he was completely naked. I walked a slow circle around him examining his tone muscular body. Standing behind him, I reached around put my hands on his chest and slowly moved them down towards his already hard cock.

Shawn had and extremely large dick. It had to be close to nine inches and it was thick. The thought of his muscular hands all over me and his huge cock violating every opening on my body made me extremely horny and I found it difficult to control myself. But I knew Candy would be arriving any moment and then the real fun would start.

I made Shawn put a collar on around his neck and then had him wear just a pair of tight black mesh shorts that barely contained his massive cock and firm muscular ass. As soon as Shawn finished sliding on the shorts we heard a knock at the door.

“Go get the door slut,” I commanded Shawn as I gave him a small slap on the ass.

When Shawn opened the door, I could see a look of shock on Candy’s face when he was greated by a sexy half-naked stranger. Candy was wearing a long brown coat but I could see he had on a black shoulder length wig and some matching black heels.

“Shawn, why don’t you take that coat off of Candy,” I commanded.

“Yes Mistress,” Shawn replied as he started to remove Candy’s coat.

Underneath the long coat Candy was dressed in a black lace teddy and thigh high stocking fastened to a garter belt. He looked as sexy as always. Long smooth legs riding up to his narrow mecidiyeköy escort waist, his sexy round ass divided by his thong back, and his bright green eyes accented by his dark hair and clothes.

“Well Shawn, do you think Candy looks sexy?” I asked.

“Yes Mistress, very much so,” he replied.

“Touch him then,” I ordered Shawn.

I watched as he started using his hands to explore Candy’s petite, half naked body. Shawn started touching Candy’s arms and gently began working his down to his thighs and ass. I could see that Candy was beginning to get really horny because his hips were starting to move about and subtle moans were coming from his mouth.

“Good Shawn,” I said. “Now Candy get down on your knees in front of him,” I ordered.

Obeying like a good slave Candy immediately dropped to his knees and waited for my next command. Looking down I could see that Shawn’s hard cock was fighting to get free of its mesh prison.

“Candy, remove Shawn’s shorts,” I commanded as I walked over and started rubbing my hands all over Shawn’s hot naked flesh.

I watched closely as Candy slowly removed Shawn’s underwear, causing his large cock to come springing out. I saw Candy’s eyes light up as he stared intently at Shawn’s near perfect dick.

“Doesn’t he have a beautiful cock Candy?” I asked.

“Yes Mistress,” said Candy. “It’s so big.”

Then I moved over and stood between Shawn and Candy bending over and sticking my ass in Candy’s face. I reached back and unsnapped the crotch to my teddy, releasing the thong, I began slowly rubbing my ass on Candy’s face for a few seconds before reaching back and tearing away the fishnet stockings that were covering my ass.

“Now eat me eat out slut!”

Candy gently put his hands on my ass and started licking me up and down, just barely grazing the hole to tease me. Then without warning he plunged his tongue as far in as he could, causing me to rear back into him and cry out, “Ahhh..”

The temptation of Shawn’s giant cock right in front of my face was too hard to resist. I grabbed it with both hands, squeezing tightly around the base, and then put my soft lips around it, taking as much of him as I could. The thickness of it made it hard to keep my mouth around it at first but soon I was bobbing all the way up and down. The size of his dick was causing me to gag but it did not cause me to slow down.

The simultaneous pleasure of Candy fucking my ass with his sweet tongue and Shawn’s beautiful cock sliding in and out of my mouth was too much to handle. Unable to resist my urges anymore I pulled away from both of them and laid down onto the bed. With my asshole wet from Candy’s saliva and Shawn’s cock raging still from me sucking him off, I commanded Shawn over.

” Now I want you to fuck me like a dirty little slut!” I commanded him.

As he scooted up between my thighs, Shawn grabbed both of my legs and lifted them up over his shoulders. I looked over at Candy and said, “I want you to watch this and stroke yourself.”

“Yes Mistress,” Candy replied as he spread his legs and slowly started rubbing his cock.

“Don’t you dare cum either Bitch!” I said as Shawn prepared to fuck me.

With my legs resting on Shawn’s muscular shoulders he started rubbing the head of his cock around my asshole. I eagerly started moving my hips in a small circle trying to guide his hard dick in me, but Shawn just pulled back trying to tease me. I was laying there, holding my breath anticipating that first moment of penetration, as the head of his cock massaged my tight hole when without warning Shawn buried his nişantaşı escort massive shaft as far into my ass as he could forcing me to gasp and scream out loud.

“Oh god!!!” I shouted out unable to even think clearly now.

All I could think about was how amazing his cock felt slamming down into me. I could feel it swelling up and getting harder as he made his first couple strokes. It didn’t take long before Shawn had my ankles behind my head and was pounding away at me as hard as he could. His dick was ramming in and out of me so hard and fast I couldn’t even speak or think. All I could do was lay there and scream and moan. Occasionally I would look over at Candy and see a look of both lust and envy in his eyes while he sat spread eagle stroking his hard cock, watching his Mistress get fucked by another slave.

After several long minutes, Shawn flipped me over into the doggy style position and started fucking me even harder. His big strong hands would pull back on my slim waist as he would thrust his huge cock into my ass over and over.

“Oh fuck your ass is so tight!” Shawn cried out.

“Oh yes…ah… fuck me!” was all I was able to shout back.

Then I heard Shawn start moaning, and I could feel his big dick swelling as he got ready to cum. Then with a loud “Ohhh” he started to shoot his massive load into me. I could feel him spraying huge wads into me over and over. It felt like he was cumming forever. His hot sperm filled my hole quickly and was starting to run out and down onto my balls as he kept slamming his cock in and out of me.

“Oh fuck!” he shouted out as his last bit of cum shot into me.

After half falling forward, Shawn was leaning over me, resting on my back, his semi limp but still big cock inside of me. Breathing heavily, I gathered my composure and said, “You came without permission and now you are going to be punished.”

“I’m sorry mistress I didn’t know,” he pleaded.

Still in the doggy style position I commanded Candy over to us.

“Move aside and watch Shawn,” I said.

“Candy, I want you to fuck me until you cum,” I ordered.

“Yes Mistress Cheyenne,” Candy replied with a surprised but pleased look.

With my ass still wet and leaking out Shawn’s cum Candy got behind me and slid his hard cock in me. He had his hands around my waist and was guiding me to his quick rhythm. Candy’s hands had a much softer and gentler touch them but he fucked me just as ferociously as Shawn had.

“Oh Mistress, your ass is so sexy!” Candy shouted out in ecstasy.

I looked over and saw Shawn watching closely as Candy fucked me. His cock had hardened again and he was stroking it while biting on his lip as he watched Candy’s firm dick moving in and out of me. Seeing Shawn get that horny just watching me get fucked caused me to get a little wilder. I started rearing my hips back into Candy as hard as I could and shouted out “Fuck me harder you Bitch!”

I felt Candy’s hands tighten around my waist as he started fucking me faster and harder.

“Oh yes… Oh yes… Oh yes… Fuck my ass!!!!” I cried.

“Mist…ress…I’m gonna…cum!” Candy shouted out.

Anxious to receive Candy’s hot juices I started moving my hips faster and faster, grinding on his throbbing cock.

“CUM IN ME!!!” I screamed as I felt his hot load start filling my hole.

“Oh God!!!” we both screamed out as Candy buried his dick deep inside of me shooting his last bit of cum in me.

Trying to catch my breath, I turned and looked back at Candy, giving him a sly smile then saying,”Now get your cock out of me slave!”

Candy etiler escort pulled his semi-hard cock out of my ass and plopped back down onto the bed. I looked over to Shawn and motioned for him to over.

“Shawn, get your slutty ass over here and clean me up.”

Shawn stood up quickly and came and knelt down behind me. He gave my ass a firm slap with his hand and then pulled my cheeks apart. He sat there and stared at my hole for a moment, now leaking a mixture of both Shawn and Candy’s cum, then leaned forward and began eating me out.

“Oh yes,” I said as I felt his firm moist tongue massaging my tight asshole.

Shawn’s tongue felt amazing, moving in and out and all around my wet hole, occasionally reaching up and smacking my bare ass with his hand.

Reaching over I grabbed Candy and guided him in front of me.

“Bend over slut,” I commanded.

Candy leaned over and stuck his gorgeous ass in my face and without any delay I started licking his hole and gently fingering him. I was loving my position sandwiched between Shawn’s masculine body and Candy’s petite frame but now I wanted to watch.

“Shawn,” I said coyly.

Removing his face from my ass and then taking a deep breath he said, “Yes Mistress?”

“I want you to fuck Candy as hard as you can,” I commanded.

Shawn answered excitedly, “Yes Mistress Cheyenne.”

“Candy, get on your back,” I said pointing at the bed.

More than happy to obey, Candy quickly ran over and laid down spreading his legs, eager to take Shawn’s huge cock. Shawn walked over and grabbed Candy’s legs, raised them up, and then grabbed his cock and slammed it in Candy’s ass. Thrusting forward Shawn tried to fit as much of his dick in Candy’s hole as he could.

“Ahhhhh!” Candy screamed out arching his back.

Shawn immediately started ramming his cock into Candy’s tight ass as hard as he could. Grunting as he tried to get faster and harder with each stroke. Candy’s heels were moving wildly in the air as he screamed out over and over while Shawn’s giant cock slammed in and out of his ass.

I got behind Shawn and started slapping his ass as hard as I could shouting, “Fuck him harder you little Bitch!”

I climbed up on the bed and straddled Candy’s face smothering him with ass.

“Eat my ass you little slut!” I said as I grinded back and forth on Candy’s face.

Candy tried as best he could to worship my ass with his tongue but Shawn’s cock pounding into him over and over was making it hard for him to concentrate. I leaned forward and then took Candy’s cock into my mouth and began sucking on it while Shawn fucked him.

Candy’s dick was not quite fully hard but it took almost no time for him to start cumming in my mouth. His hot milky load filled my cheeks and started dripping down my chin. By this time I had grown quite fond of Candy’s sweet juices so I kept sucking on his cock.

“Mistress may I cum?” Shawn muttered out the best he could, his face red with restraint.

“Yes pull out and shoot it on both of us,” I ordered him.

Pulling back and grabbing his cock, Shawn began shooting a huge load over Candy’s stomach. I was still leaning forward with my ass in Candy’s face so some of Shawn’s hot cum was hitting me as well. I leaned down and started licking the cream off of Candy’s stomach.

After a few seconds I told Shawn to go lay by Candy and then I rolled off and got in between them. Then as the three of us laid there, all wet with cum, saliva, and sweat we started kissing each other passionately.

After making out for a bit, I gently pushed them both away as I laid back down and commanded them to get dressed and leave immediately. With a few sighs of disappointment but no argument both Shawn and Candy got dressed and went to the door.

“Slaves!” I called as they were walking out the door.

“Yes Mistress,” they both said, turning around with eager looks on their faces.

“If I need either of you again, I’ll call…” I said with a smile.

Dressed in pink

Another hotel room, several days later, this one courtesy of a conference he is attending. The excuse to my wife of another business trip away isn’t wearing thin. Yet.

Mid-afternoon. He arrives first, I show up a short time later. He has to pop out to pick up a security tag for the first workshop which is in an hour or so. I have time to prepare.

As the door closes behind him, I open my case to reveal my latest purchases. The garter belt, always first on, is a luscious pink with delicate lace detail. The suspender straps hanging from it are black, adding an air of the devil to them. I love how sensual it makes me feel. The stockings are a slightly lighter pink, topped with dusty pink lace. I carefully stretch them over my knees and clip them expertly to the belt.

The babydoll is delicate and dainty – in a similarly flirtatious pink. It hugs my body closely, two darker ruffled areas cover my nipples while the lace mesh doesn’t quite reach my waist. I pull it on and revel in the feeling of sexiness.

The panties are last to be manoeuvred up my legs. Crotchless, allowing my boy-clit to peep out, they too are an erotic shade of pink. All together I look like a slut in heat. And that is exactly what I am.

I climb on to the bed and position myself facing the doorway. Hands held above my head and knees together, twisted to my left. I am ready for his return.

He is back within a few minutes clutching the tag. As he places it on the desk he becomes aware of me on the bed and hesitates, visibly excited. I stare at him and slowly open my right leg to show him the panties. As I fully open my legs, I am spread before him, presenting. He emits a low growl as he walks towards the chair and starts by discarding his jacket and unbuttoning his shirt. I move my legs back together and lift up my ass to pull the panties down to my ankles. I pull them off my left leg but leave them them hanging from my right ankle. I slowly open my legs again so he can see my boy-pussy. I reach to my side for the lube and apply it smoothly to my passage. I eagerly watch him start to take off his pants.

Suddenly, my phone rings. Damn, I hadn’t turned it off. I reach for it on the side table and see it is my wife. Usually we text or message so this must be urgent. I decide to answer, turning away from him. After we exchange pleasantries, my wife explains she can’t find something on our shared computer. I begin to describe where the offending items are when I hear him approach the side of the bed. I half turn as he clambers on and I am suddenly face to face with his raging hard-on.

I warn him off with my eyes as I continue to talk but he continues to push towards me, pressing his tip against my lips. As a matter of habit I open them and start to suck his shaft, feeling a buzz pass through me. I suddenly remember myself and quickly try to explain I am sucking a sweet. He pushes forward again and I suck him in, eager to taste him. This is impossible! Reluctantly I turn away and try to wrap up the conversation.

He climbs off the bed and moves towards its end. Leaning across he grabs my legs forcefully, pulling me across the sheets, my babydoll caught underneath me. He positions his rock hard cock at my entrance and pushes my legs forward so as to line me up. As I frantically shake my head, I say into the phone, “I’m sorry I have to goOOOOOOOOOOO” at bebek escort the exact time he plunges deep into me. I arch my back and my eyes almost burst from my head. “I’ve stubbed my toe” I shout into the phone, “I’ll call you baAAAACCCCKKKKK”, as he drives into me again. I press the button to end the call and drop the phone to the side. I look up and I see the pure animal lust in his eyes as he jackhammers into me. I have never felt him so long, so thick and so strong. He pulls out to the tip and smashes deep into the hilt again and again and I moan fervently with pleasure.

After several minutes where I approach the most delirious state of joy I have ever experienced, he pulls out and walks back to the chair, sitting down with his rod standing incredibly tall. I am empty again and I jump up eager to be filled once more. In a few seconds I am positioned with my back to him and his tool touching my hole. This time it is my turn to plunge down on him, using my legs to lift myself up until he is almost out and then swiftly driving down so he impales me fully. My moaning is constant as every down stroke generates a feeling of delight and desire.

We continue in this state of near euphoria until I hear him start to breathe deeply and buck upwards at me. He is close. As I finish a down stoke, he grabs my waist and I grind my ass into his lap. He holds me there for a few seconds then lifts us both off the chair, still keeping his shaft inside me. He pushes me forward, my knees buckle and I slip to the floor, arms outstretched so I end up on all fours. He has managed to follow me down, his tip almost leaving me but staying just inside my hole. He pitches into me fully again, as far as he can go and I arch my back with the force, moaning loudly. It only takes a couple of minutes before I hear him start panting. He is ready. I turn my head and locate his eyes with mine. I smile and softly say just five words. “Please come in my mouth.”

He pulls out and I feel the instant emptiness. He moves quickly round to my front and I rock back immediately onto my heels in readiness. As he thrusts his cock forward I tilt my head backwards and open my mouth wide. He is almost too late as his first shot hits my left cheek and the second lands on my bottom lip. He adjusts his aim and sends the rest of his milk directly into the centre of my mouth. As I swirl it round, I place my hand on my boy-clit. I fix my eyes on his again, open my mouth and allow the creamy semen to slowly slide out, on to my lips, down my chin and splash on to the front of my babydoll. I pump myself, coming almost immediately and oozing slowly out on to the carpet.

I sit back, sated. But he has other ideas. He seizes my hand and pulls me up. I’m confused as he leads me quickly to the bathroom, where we enter and he takes a towel from the rail. Throwing it to floor he gestures to me to kneel on the towel. I still have a baffled look on my face as I take up the position. As he moves forward holding his now diminishing cock, I understand. I open my mouth again for him, as wide as I can. The warm torrent begins, initially directly down my throat and then as I gulp, flooding in my mouth. Some even splashes on to my chin, mixing with the cum and slushing down on to the babydoll front. Once he is done I lean forward and suck the last salty drops from his slit. I rock back again and close kurtuluş escort my eyes in wonder and satisfaction. In the distance I can hear my phone ringing.

—

Forty minutes later he has showered and changed. I have lain on the bed, the badydoll front damp and gooey, the cum caked and dried on my cheeks and chin for the whole time. I have two missed calls and several indignant messages. He walks over to me, kisses me lightly on the lips and walks to the door to leave for the workshop. Once the door closes I pick up the phone and stand up. I dial the number and immediately launch into an effusive apology. Even in the time I have had to think I haven’t come up with much that’s plausible, but I pray it will suffice. I have only uttered a few words when the door opens again. He strides in towards the desk and picks up the forgotten tag. As he turns and looks at me, he stops. I suddenly see that fire again in his eyes. He places the tag back down slowly and moves towards me.

I back away. Not again! He unzips and I am shocked to see his cock is already firming up. He starts to stroke it rapidly and steps towards me. I back away further, eyes glowering but he reaches me and spins me around. At the same time he pushes the small of my back down so my legs splay out and my ass moves down level with his rod. I reach forward for support, putting my hand on the wall. I am frantically apologizing again as he rips into me in one motion, “I’m sorry I have to go agaAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN” I blurt out, immediately pressing the end call button and then the off button. I let the phone drop to the floor and move my hand up to the wall to join the other. He pistons into me like a relentless machine. Over and over. He fucks me deeply and strongly and I arch my back and moan non-stop. He is clearly in a hurry and he pounds me without a pause until he finally fires jet after jet of sperm into my hole. At the same time, my boy-clit strains and stretches and I come too – the first time ever without being touched – soaking the carpet for a second time.

As the feeling of pleasure continues to wash over me, I feel his hands on my waist again and he starts to turn me. I drop to all fours and take his thickness into my mouth and clean it of cum. I kiss it one last time before he urgently pushes it back into his pants, turns, grabs the tag and strides to the door. As it clicks shut I bring my hands up from the floor so I am resting on my knees. I feel his thick cream start to glide out of my boy-pussy and slowly run down the inside of my upper leg. I reach down with my hand and use my finger to scoop up the first load. I bring it up to my lips and suck intently, tasting him. I repeat the action until I have several globs on my tongue. I close my eyes and swallow, tracking his seed’s passage down my neck and into my waiting belly.

I lean back against the wall. I should be thinking of the reasons for my behaviour on the phone. Instead I wonder when the workshop will be over.

—

A week later and I have been home for several days. When I first returned I was full of cum, both in my belly and in my ass. He took me in all sorts of positions and all through the day and night. I am getting anxious for more and thankfully I have an opportunity tonight.

Somehow my wife believed my wild excuses. At least she seemed to. Anyhow, we appear feriköy escort to be on an even keel. Tonight she is due to go out for a friend’s birthday dinner and as she prepares I coo over her dress and her hair and act the dutiful husband.

As her car moves off the driveway, I grab my phone and text the code words to him. I bound up the stairs and retrieve my outfit from its hiding place. It is the same one I wore on the first afternoon at the hotel. The pink babydoll and tops of the stocking retain the gobs of cum – I have not had freedom to clean them yet. This time I throw them on as fast as I can, fiddling nervously with the straps and smoothing out the babydoll mesh. I leave the panties to one side.

A simple tap on the door announces his arrival as I reach the bottom of the stairs. I open it and usher him in. As I step back I recognise the tell-tale lust in his eyes. There is not going to be much foreplay tonight. He grabs me roughly and pulls me into the sitting room. He moves me behind the sofa and bends me over. As I perch there he rips off his shirt, opens his pants and pulls them sharply down, stepping out of them. He does the same with his briefs.

I tense, waiting for his entry, pushing back my hole. He spits down on his cock for lubrication, lines me up and heaves into me. There is a sharp pain as the spittle hardly does it job but the feeling disappears almost immediately, replaced by the full feeling I have come to adore. He establishes a steady rhythm, deep and long, and I close my eyes, arch my back, moan softly and disappear into my abandoned idyll.

The sound of the key in the door brings me back instantly to the real world. As the door opens my eyes widen. She walks in and stops on the spot, frozen. I don’t know if she too has forgotten something, or whether she suspected. I only know I am in front of her, dressed in an array of lewd pink underwear, moaning deeply as I am pounded mercilessly from behind.

He has seen her too and immediately quickens his pace. She remains rooted. I half-heartedly try to wrestle free but he has me pinned with his weight. I sense from growing experience he is approaching the point of no return. My boy-clit is feeling the building pressure too as he rams deeper and deeper into me. I close my eyes, still moaning, as he finally pulls my waist to him, his shaft, buried so deep in me, pulsates and fires rope after rope of semen into me. I gasp and open my eyes. She is still there and watches as he pulls me back from the sofa, displaying my front to her, and pumps me several times more. My boy-clit erupts without further stimulation and I spew my cum towards her. I close my eyes, lost in the moment, and vaguely hear the door click shut.

Three hours later he has taken me twice more. Once in the bedroom, my legs on his shoulders as he pummelled my rear and once by the open patio doors, on all fours, my moans leaking into the outside world as he ravaged my behind. Both times he fired his precious seed far into my waiting womb.

He has gone now and I have left a strange, confusing message on my wife’s voicemail. I sit by a wall in my bedroom, my babydoll long gone but still dressed in my garter belt and stockings. My head is spinning as I contemplate a future that a few hours ago was secure and now is a complete void. I think of my personal and family relationships and how everything I know will change. I think of everything I have done to get here and understand I know nothing about what is to follow.

However as I allow my head to fall back and touch the wall and I close my eyes to block out the lightbulb’s glare, all those thoughts are replaced by one other.

When will I be able to take his cum inside me again?

Boredom and curiosity are powerful forces.

I’d been wondering what sex with a transgender woman would be like. Not enough to actually try and date one, that would require putting in more effort than I wanted. I had never actually dated a cisgender woman either. Any time I wanted to get my rocks off and didn’t feel like jerking it to porn, I would just hire an escort. I had calculated that with the amount of money spent on movies and flowers and “romantic” dinners and all the other garbage that went into actually dating someone before they would let you stick your dick in their orifices, it was more cost-effective to just rent someone’s charms instead. It also avoided all the complications of being in a “relationship” and having to actually care, or at least pretend to care, about someone’s feelings or have to try to meet their “emotional needs”.

Anyway, here I was. I called the usual number and spoke to the usual gatekeeper. He knew me pretty well by now.

“What do you want this time, Hank?”

“Something a bit different, Tom. A woman with, shall we say, a little something extra down below.”

“One who’s packing.”

“Eeeyup.”

“I have the perfect woman for you, then. Her name is Gina. Saturday at 8 pm all right?”

“Works for me.”

Saturday at 7:15 pm, I did actually shower thoroughly and put on clean clothes. I’m not so much of an asshole as to not have proper hygiene güngören escort when I rent the services of a woman. I even brushed my teeth right after stepping out of the shower. That probably made me more considerate than 70% of the visitors.

I arrived at 7:55, greeted Tom, paid him the usual fee (half of which would go to Gina), and was told she’d be in room 8. I proceeded that way and opened the appropriate door, entered, then closed the door behind me.

“You must be Hank. I’m Gina.”

“A pleasure.” I shook hands with her. She was about my height and was wearing something silky. I guessed her breasts to be C cups.

“And what can I do for you today?”

“Just a standard fucking.”

“Just to clarify, you want to be the one inserting your dick into my orifice, not the other way around, correct?”

“That’s correct.”

“In case you were wondering, it does still work, though it’s considerably smaller than it used to be, and I do prefer to receive rather than give.”

“I wasn’t wondering.” I removed my clothes, and Gina slipped out of her silky garment. We were now both naked. Gina assisted me up onto the bed, then joined me.

“We’ll need to get you ready.” Gina reached down and wrapped her hand around my pole, then began stroking me to hardness.

“May I?” My eyes locked onto her chest. She nodded. I kissed güneşli escort through her cleavage, then began suckling her nipple.

“I know I’m supposed to be just an emotionless pro, but that actually feels nice.” I switched to her other nipple, and her body actually shivered slightly. Her hand sped up its motions on my now fully hard cock.

“Mmmmmm.” My reply was muffled by her nipple in my mouth. But I suckled harder and flickered my tongue a bit. She understood.

“Your cock is ready.” Gina detached herself from me and reached for a condom from a stack on the table. She slipped it onto my pole. “What position would you like to fuck me in?”

“Missionary.”

Gina lay on her back, dripped some lube into her butt crack, and spread her legs. I got the hint and positioned my sheathed pole at her back entrance, then worked it gently in until I was hilted.

I held my position for a second, then slid back out slightly and back in. I continued doing so until I’d established a steady rhythm. Gina squirmed and shivered beneath me, and her cock, several inches smaller than my own, got hard as I pumped in and out.

“You do like being filled.” I gave Gina a smile as I continued to steadily fuck her.

“Yes.”

“Go ahead and jerk that little dicklet while I fuck you, slut.”

She reached a hand down and begin stroking esenler escort herself as I sped up my pace a bit. Her breasts wobbled as I thrust deep inside her. I dipped my head down and suckled her nipple again for a little bit, and she quivered and moaned.

I popped my head back up and started really drilling her, thrusting in and out of her ass as fast as I could make my hips move. She instinctively sped the movement of her hand on her dick. My balls were already full and started to tighten. I figured I’d better let her know.

“I’m close to cumming.” She grunted in response. I rammed my pole as deep as possible into her rear, and remained hilted as my sperm shot into the end of the condom. I waited to pull out until my rod stopped throbbing and spurting.

It wasn’t until after I did so that I noticed a small amount of cum on her belly. Apparently she had made herself climax.

“Unemotional pro, huh?”

“There was a bit built up. You’re the first person who has asked for me to jerk myself while being fucked in four days. And it’s been a week and a half since someone asked me to fuck them and finish inside their ass.”

Gina removed the condom from my pole, tied it off and tossed it into a trash can. Then she went into a small shower to rinse the sweat and cum off herself, while I got dressed. She dried off and put back on the filmy outfit she was wearing when I arrived.

“Will you be wanting my services again at some point?”

I gave her a genuine smile. “Definitely. I usually come by here about once every three weeks.”

Then I stepped out of the room, closed the door behind me, gave Tom a wave as I crossed back through the reception area, and went back home. Another trip to the whorehouse finished.

This is the eighth chapter of my first entry on this site, “Jenny Plays with the Big Girls”. I again, want to thank all of you for your kind words of support and desires for me to continue this effort.

Choking and gasping on what could only be described as burning sulphuric fumes, or rather the burning fires of Hell, I slowly opened my eyes only to see God waving his staff in my face.

Then, everything changed, and what could only have been the demonic face of Satan, looked down at me. Or at least it was how I’d always been told Satan would look like.

Oh God, it finally happened, I thought. All my sins had been found out and this was God’s retribution. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! Damn, why hadn’t I left the cosmic elements alone?

Why did I have to mess with God’s plan like I did – just to win a couple fuckin’ volleyball games? Damn it all, anyway! Oh shit, I was in no mood to face this crap now!

Slowly, I sank back into oblivion once again…

“Lori, Lori…”

I started to hear voices, distant, pleading voices. Voices familiar to me. Again though, that awful, burning smell. God! I was still in Hell, still choking on the stench of death, being forced to arise to face my demons. Oh fuck, I thought. What the hell…

Slowly, slowly, I once again opened my eyes and looked around. This time my friends were standing about me. Friends, I wondered? In Hell? What were they doing here?

“Lori,” I heard Cindi speak, gently.

Hmmm…Not the Cindi I knew so well, I wondered.

“Yo, bitch,” she said. “you OK?”

Now that’s the Cindi I remembered.

“Yeah,” I croaked out, haltingly. “What happened? Where am I?”

“You passed out on the court,” Denise said. “Don’t you remember? You’re in the clinic off the lifeguard’s stand.”

“Oh God,” I said, holding my aching head. “I remember now. Oh God, Mother! Where’s Mother?”

“Back here, dear,” came the reply, as I watched her step forward. “I was up front the first time you came to, and you said something about Satan, so I thought I should move back until you were more awake. Are you more awake now, Lori?”

“Oh shit, Mother,” I said with a groan. “I’m sorry, really I am. I was just so out of it. What are you doing here?”

“Well, Lori,” she answered. “I thought I’d surprise you by traveling these three thousand miles just to watch you and your volleyball team try to make it to the state championship finals like any true, loving mother would. But imagine my surprise when I got here and found that I had not just one daughter but two on your team to root for.”

“Oh God, Mother,” I groaned, my head still spinning from the heat of the day, the surprise of the visit, and the continued belief that this was God’s wrath come down to visit upon me. “I meant to tell you about this eventually.

“I…I really wish…,” I could say no more. There was no more to say.

“Lori,” My mother said with a shocked yet accusing gasp. “They told me you did this to your brother just to win some volleyball games?”

Just then from deep in the shadows from the opposite corner of the room, Jenny stepped forward. None of us girls had noticed she’d been here all this time.

“Girls,” she said, indicating the sisters of Lambda Lambda Psi, “Could you please leave us alone for a little while. We have some family matters we need to discuss. Thanks”

All the girls left, mumbling to each other, wondering what the resulting outcome of this encounter would be.

“Jimmy,” Mother said. “Please leave. I’ll talk with you once I finish speaking with your sister here.”

“If you please, Mother,” Jenny said. “I prefer Jenny now, and you are finished talking to Lori. All those accusations you have made against her are untrue and unfounded.”

“Jimmy,” she insisted. “You must be mad if you think for a minute I will refer to you as Jenny. And I know that none of this was your idea – why the thought of it is just preposterous!

“Jimmy, I insist you remove that ridiculous bathing suit and get out of that contraption you’re in, put on normal clothes for a boy like yourself and come back home with me. I’ll deal with your sister soon enough.”

“Do you really want to see me without my bathing suit on, Mother,” Jenny challenged. “OK then, have a look!”

At those words, she removed the two piece hot pink spandex thong she was wearing and stood before Mother in full, glorious splendor – tits, pussy, and all.

Mother went white with shock as she had been sure jenny had only been wearing falsies up top and been tucked in down below. I was sure she was about to faint herself at the sight, but she managed to sit down and get a grip on her emotions as Jenny went on:

“As I was saying, Mother,” she said. “I asked Lori to let me play on her team to replace Laurie, an injured player.

“To be more believable in appearance, I went out and purchased these items and with the help of the other girls, I chose to wear them of my own volition.

“Mother, I had tried hard, ataköy escort damned hard, to get on the men’s team, but they wouldn’t have me.

“But here, on the Battling Bitches, I’ve found a niche, a team who needs me, and, I make a difference here.

“And Mother, I like me the way I am now, because, for the first time in my life, other people like me the way I am. I’m not the short, geeky type of shrimp who gets bullied around on the playground or gets sand kicked in his face anymore.

I’m the cute, almost beautiful chick who everyone likes to hang with and be around, and Mother, I like that. For the first time in my life, I’m happy. Really happy. Can you understand that, Mother?”

For the first time in her life, I think my Mother realized just how painful it had been for Jimmy to live as a boy in a body small and delicate enough to almost be considered effeminate.

As his sister, I knew, of course, as he’d confided in me, and I’d also witnessed the many times he’d been picked on while growing up.

There was nothing I could do about it, though, as it was something he had to learn to handle himself, but life was cruel sometimes, and more cruel to some than to others. But now that Mother seemed to understand, maybe that would help now, I thought.

“Oh God, Jimmy,” She said, her eyes brimming with tears. “I never knew. I mean, I suspected…but I never realized it was that bad, that it was so hard on you.”

“Of course you didn’t, Mother,” Jenny said to her. “You think I wanted you to know? I may not have had the physique of a man, but you raised me to deal with any problems that came my way like a man, Mother, and face them on my own.

“I wasn’t about to have you worry about every cut and scratch I got from every bully who I came up against. If I had, you’d never have gotten a good night’s sleep, and I loved you too much to do that to you, Mother.”

“Oh Jimmy…” Mother started.

“Mother,” Jenny corrected once again.

“I’m sorry, dear,” She cried, tears still in her eyes. “OK, if that’s what you want. I mean, if your so sure it’s what you really, really want, then I’ll support your decision 100%.

“The things you’ve said to me today have made me so very proud of you, Jenny, and I’d love to have you as part of our family.”

Giving her a big hug and kiss, Jenny said, “Oh Mother, you’ve made me so happy. Now, let’s get the rest of the gang in here and tell them the good news. Then let’s go out and celebrate our win today – that is if you’re feeling up to it, Lori!”

“Hey, girl,” I said. “I’m feeling perkier by the minute. But Jenny, I think you should put your swim-suit back on if we’re going out, don’t you? At least until we get you something that’s a bit less revealing than that thong.

“Yeah,” Jenny said. “Actually, when you get a chance, I could use a good night out on the town just to shop. As you know, I have a terribly small wardrobe – been borrowing clothes from everybody!”

“Oh, that horrible,” Mother declared. “Lori, how could you let that happen?”

“Well shit, Mother,” I complained. “He, I mean she’s only been dressing for two days now. There hasn’t really been time, yet.”

Suddenly, the clinic room door opened and the teammates came rushing in, looking very concerned.

“Are you finished here,” Julie asked.

“We have some really interesting news,” Denise said. “News you just have to hear.”

“Well,” I answered. “I hope it’s important enough to barge in on us like this, but yes, we were just going to get you guys. We were planing to go out and party. Maybe go to our favorite pizza parlor. But hey, what’s going on?”

“We just heard some news about Helen…” Cindi started.

“Oh God,” I moaned. “That Benedict Arnold? Ugh, good riddance to bad rubbish, that’s what I say!”

“No, no,” Cindi continued. “We were wrong about her throwing the match. She’s down the hall here in this clinic. Turns out she has epilepsy, a mild form of it that apparently hit her at that point in the game when she missed those lobs.

“Seems the seizures are hard to recognize when they come on, but her old teammates, having seen her have the seizures before, recognized the symptoms and figured out that she was having a mild seizure at the time.

“That’s why they hit those three straight balls to her – knowing she’d probably miss them. “

“Oh God,” I said. “And I thought she was such a bitch at the time…thought she was purposely trying to make us lose. God, I feel like a heel. Is she all right, is she going to be OK?”

“Doc says she’ll be fine,” Denise answered. “Just wants her to rest while they check her blood level or some such thing, and he wants her to get plenty of fluids.

“That was a hot sun out there this afternoon – he just wants to make sure dehydration doesn’t set in on top of everything else.”

“Oh God, that’s good,” I said. “I sure don’t need any more bad karma coming my way on top of what might be on its way already.”

“That’s şirinevler escort for sure, bitch,” Cindi added with a giggle. “Speaking of bad karma, did you guys get everything all straightened out? No more eggshells around, are there?”

“Actually,” Mother replied. “Everything’s just fine now. Couldn’t be better, in fact. Jenny wants to stick around, and I have given her my blessing.”

Upon hearing such good news, all the girls cheered, jumping up and down like twelve year-olds at a slumber party.

“We do, however,” she continued. “Still have to talk over specifics, for example, how far does she wish to take this dressing up, does she want to go on female hormones, breast implants, and finally, surgery.

“And if that far, we’ll need to discuss psychotherapy, possibly even the need for therapy before we get to that point just to smooth out any bumps in the road that may come up down the line.”

“MOTHER!!!” Jenny shouted in embarrassment. “Is all this necessary?!”

“I know, I know,” she said. “And I don’t mean to push you into making a decision right away, because right now there is no immediate need to rush into this.

“I only mean to suggest that there are options out there to consider that perhaps no one has even suggested yet, and that soon we will have to discuss these options.

“I just want you to know of them so that you realize, since you have decided to stay as Jenny, that there are more options available to you other than pasted-on silicon gel tits and fake pussy’s.

“That’s the only reason I bring them up now. Don’t worry, the discussion about which of these you might like will be very private.”

“Jeez! Mothers,” Jenny muttered, walking out of the clinic.

“Yeah,” agreed Cindi with a laugh. “Can’t live with ’em, can’t live without ’em!”

“You got that right, bitch,” I agreed.

As we were leaving, I remembered that we had the money to give the theater manager for the damage we had leveled up in his balcony last night.

Thinking this was also a good time for Mother and Jenny to take a break and get some personal space between each other, even if only for the few minutes it took to get to our destination, I took Cindi aside and gave her the money and whispered my plan to her:

“Cindi,” I said. “You and Jenny take my car and drive to the theater. I think it’s time she and Mother took a break from one another, anyway. Once there, give the money to the manager for our part in the balcony debacle.

“If you’re still of a mind, maybe you’ll be able to find the time to talk to Jenny about your wedding plans, if, as I said, you’re still of a mind.

“Whatever you decide, I think she’s ready to hear and listen to your ideas.”

“Thanks, Lori,” Cindi said. “You are the best. I’ll make sure the guy gets his money. But you talk to Jenny first, send her over to the car, OK? She might not understand me coming over and just dragging her away.”

“Yeah,” I answered. “Good idea. “I’ll explain everything to her and make sure she understands why she’s going with you, or at least most of the reason why she’s going with you.”

Sliding over to Jenny, who was walking along with Mother, I proposed my suggestion to her, actually through Mother.

“Mother,” I started. “I need Jenny to go with Cindi to take care of a situation that came up this morning. We wee going to deal with it after the game anyway, but as a group. Since you’re here, These two can handle it by themselves and then meet us at the pizza parlor when they finish up. Is that alright with you?”

“I suppose so, Lori,” she replied. “But how are we going to get back and forth then?”

“Well,” I said. “I just figured that the girls and I would go with you in your car to the parlor and let Cindi and Jenny take my car. When they get back we can go back to using our regular vehicles, OK?”

“Sure, Lori,” Mother answered. “That sounds fine, dear.”

“OK, thanks, Mother,” I said. “Come on, Jenny. Go on with Cindi.”

Jenny gave me a very curious, almost accusing look – if I could interpret it correctly, I’d almost say she was wanting to say, “What the hell are you getting me into?” – and I suppose I couldn’t really blame her after last night.

However, after her performance this afternoon, I felt that any trouble that might befall her this evening, Jenny would be able to handle herself in the clutches. Still, I felt I should tell her something of why she was going.

“Jenny,” I started. “I need to bring the money back to the manager of the movie theater. Remember, we were all going there after the game? But we can’t now, because of Mother’s visit.

“I don’t want her to know, at least not yet, of our little escapades last night. And Hell, sis! As much as I love Cindi, I don’t exactly trust her to be responsible enough to carry this task out without stopping at a bar first or doing something crazy and end up losing the money.

I’m counting on you bahçeşehir escort to help keep her mind on the goal on hand, OK girl?”

“Sure, Lori,” Jenny answered. “I understand. I didn’t at first, but it’s clearer to me now. And don’t worry, I’ll make sure she gets the money delivered safe and sound!”

“Thanks, Jenny,” I said. “Now, get going. And don’t forget to meet us back at the pizza parlor when you finish.”

“Got it,” she answered, as she rushed off to join Cindi who was waiting by my car, holding the passenger side car door open for her.

As Jenny was about to step into the car, Cindi pulled her into a gentle embrace and kissed her sweetly on the lips. Jenny pulled away with a curious look in her eyes while Cindi just winked and walked around to the driver’s side, saying:

“Hurry up and get in. The faster we get this done, the sooner we can get back to the pizza parlor.”

“What was that for,” Jenny asked, slowly regaining her composure.

“What, that kiss back there,” Cindi asked in return. “That was a ‘nice to have you around for awhile’ greeting, and a congratulations on a job well done on your performance at the game today. You were really great, girl!”

“Oh, well thanks, Cindi,” Jenny said. “I had already planned to stick around anyway, and as for the game, it was great fun. I had a great time out there.”

“You know,” Cindi remarked. “Those things your Mother was saying, about alternatives, about options. She’s right, you know. I mean, getting breast implants, in addition to going on female hormones, would be a great improvement over wearing those silicone breast forms…”

“CINDI,” Jenny shouted. “Damn it all, anyway! Not you too! God, I can’t get away from it!”

“I’m only saying, Jenny,” she explained. “That what you have looks nice cosmetically. But hell, there’s no feeling there, see what I mean?”

As she was explaining herself, Cindi pulled the car over to a stop, leaned over and pulled Jenny into her arms. Almost rudely she began to rub and mold her tits while she whispered loving words and endearments in her ears.

“See there,” Cindi asked her. “Can you feel that? You can’t, right? I bet you felt more last night when those boys were feeling you up in the movie theater, didn’t you? I saw them squeezing and pulling on your nipples like they did – man, you were really freaking out when they did that.

“Here, go ahead and feel mine. Feel the difference? Feel the way real human flesh feels? Yours could feel just like this if you wanted it to. And your bosom and nipples would react just like mine do if you either got implants or went on hormones or did both.”

“Oh Cindi,” Jenny moaned, as she slowly ran her fingers over Cindi’s bare tit-flesh beneath the top of her bikini. “God, to have real tits. To feel like this – to feel pleasured like this…it must be awesome!”

“It is, Jenny,” Cindi cooed. “It really is. And I’d also suggest getting rid of that fake pussy. Not that I’m endorsing going all the way and getting the surgery, but again, wearing the pasted-on pussy is nice, cosmetically speaking, but it limits your functional activities.

“Again, there’s no feeling down there, and, remember all those times you jerked-off last night? How many times have you been able to pleasure yourself since we put that on you last night? None!

“So, whatever path you finally choose to travel, at least make it natural, one where you can receive some pleasure from it, and not just consider the cosmetic beauty. That’s all I have to say on the matter.”

“Thanks, Cindi,” Jenny said. “What you’ve said here has helped me a lot. I mean it’s still kind of embarrassing to talk about, but its helped me to be able to talk to someone my age first to get an idea of the nature of things before I finally sit down and talk things over with Mother.”

“I’m glad I helped, Jenny,” Cindi said. “But you know, that’s something else your Mother said that was not a bad idea either, and that was to start seeing a therapist about this whole gender dysfunction issue.”

“Cindi,” Jenny groaned. “I am not having any problems with my gender issues!”

“Yeah, right,” Cindi said. “Look girl. Pretend your right, and there are no problems. You will still be needing someone you can go to who is not your Mother, or your sister, or any of your new sorority sisters.

“You’ll need someone with whom you can share your most intimate thoughts and worries, someone you know will not turn around and betray your trust or judge you based on those thoughts or worries. Someone who will always be there to listen to any problems that may crop up.

“Usually, for a girl, that person is her Mother, but I’ve already seen how uncomfortable you are speaking to her about your newly discovered feminine issues. That’s OK, even normal, for a person like you.

“Most girls spend a lifetime getting used to becoming comfortable speaking with their mothers, and if you were still Jimmy, I’m sure your life with her would have been as normal and smooth-sailing as ever.

“Having become Jenny now, your entire relationship with her has turned upside-down, and you need to relearn how to get along with her as a girl would, as Jenny would, and that’s not something easily done in a day, missy.

“Right now, the kind of person who can help you make that transition doesn’t exist in your life.

So after giving daddy a very passionate kiss good night, in which he grabbed both of our butts and pushed us into his mouth, Kelly and I went back to our bedroom together. We walked down the hall hand in hand and once inside our door she pinned me against the door and kissed me.

“How was your first day as my sister?”

“It is more than I have ever imagined. I love being a girl and your sister even more. I don’t want to go back being dad’s and mom’s son. I want to be the family’s brand new girl. I have always loved the clothes, but now I love being treated like a girl by everyone as well. I also think I like cock.”

A devilish smile appeared on her face but she quickly said “Good. I was really hoping you would. Now why don’t you take off that outfit and let’s go take a shower.”

I unbuttoned the white blouse and dropped my skirt leaving me in my panties, bra and stockings. I removed them as well careful not to rip the stockings. My sister did the same and we scooted off towards the bathroom.

She hopped in and I followed. We grabbed each other and began making out and she ran her hands all over me as I did the same. My sister then said, “God I just want more of you.”

With that she began kissing down the front of my body. She beyoğlu escort went from my lips to nibbling on my ear and then sucking on my neck, but not enough to leave a hickey. She kissed down my chest and teased my nipples with her teeth. She laid soft kisses on my stomach before she worked her way to my dick which was now fully erect.

She took it into her mouth by kissing the tip then sucking the head and working it in further. With one hand she tickled my balls and stroked it with the other. She deep throated it a couple times and it wasn’t long until I felt her reach around and start putting a couple fingers in my butt.

Immediately upon doing so I started cumming into her mouth. Spurt after spurt exploded from my dick, as she kept her mouth just an inch away from the tip, taking it all in her mouth. I looked down at her and she swallowed it all in one gulp. She came up to kiss me again and I got a lingering taste of my own cum.

We then focused on our shower getting ourselves clean and hopefully avoiding get all pruney. Though, we did take turns cleaning each other’s butt holes with a soapy finger.

We dried off and went back into the bedroom where my sister got a purple and white satin cihangir escort chemise and matching panties. I put them on as she slipped on a white babydoll and panties.

We hopped onto the bed and she moved to sit in between my legs with her back to me and asked me to brush her hair. She said she would soon do the same for me when my hair got long enough.

After doing that for a while she spun around and pushed me back on the bed. She pulled my panties down to release my cock and I just laid there with a look of astonishment as she started to straddle me. She slid her panties to the side as she lowered her pussy onto my cock. She had this devilish smile on her face but her eyes had a soft look to them. “Is this the first time you have had your cock in someone sis?”

I moaned, “Yes it is sis.”

“Well I hope you will also like pussy to sis. I love men but I also love women too.”

She began to bounce up and down on my dick but it wasn’t a fast pace I was expecting. Instead she ground her pussy onto my dick slowly and deeply. She lowered herself onto me over and over. She was moaning and even though her eyes were closed she was looking at the sky. It wasn’t that much later when she lowered ortaköy escort her body onto mine and looking me in the eyes for a bit. She just looked at me but that stare was shortlived as she soon put her lips to mine.

It was a passionate, but soft kiss. They were playful but intentional. They were short but they didn’t stop coming. They almost drew my attention away from what kept enveloping my dick over and over again.

This went on for a while as I had more stamina this time around. When I did cum, she had sank all the way onto my dick and I heard her say, “cum for me sis, fill my pussy with your cum.”

I did just as she instructed and I think I let loose the biggest one of the day. Maybe it wasn’t but it was the most enjoyable ejaculation of the day. She rose back up as I came, but she came back down for another kiss.

She rolled over and lay on her back beside me. We both just stared at the ceiling for what felt like an eternity but was actually only a couple minutes. I reached down and pulled my panties back up and over my softening penis. She rolled over on her side and nestled into me.

“Get some sleep sis as we have a big day tomorrow. Mom and I are going to take you shopping and we got a few more things to do as well.”

We fell asleep holding each other. I fell asleep with a million things running through mind. I wondered what they had planned for me and a million possibilities flew thru my mind. But I knew that I would have the love of my family and with that I drifted off to sleep and to dream about all the things a girl like me would do.

I recommend that you read the other parts of the series to see how Danny and Heather Ann ended up here. This story has more cross dressing than some of the others in the series but it also combines it with the need for love, understanding and acceptance.

*****

I awoke early the next morning in the soft light of dawn but it took me a few seconds to realize where I was. It hit me in a rush that I was in a hotel room, wearing a white lace baby doll, sleeping next to my new wife who was wearing an identical baby doll and whose anal virginity I had taken a few hours ago. It seemed so surreal but the beautiful lingerie I was wearing seemed real enough and so did Heather Ann next to me, so it had to be real.

On a whim I started kissing Heather Ann’s neck and she instantly responded.

“Oh that is the absolute best wake up call in the world.” she said sleepily as my hands started to roam her lingerie clad body. Her nipples were already hard buds and she moaned as my fingers brushed over them.

“And I am not the only one awake now” she giggled as she pressed her ass into my hardening cock.

Her baby doll was conveniently open below her large breasts, allow easy access for my hands to roam over her soft stomach and lower to the g-string covering her now hairless pussy. She moaned as I traced her labia through the thin material.

“Yes, just like that, oh more plea…” as she was cut off in mid sentence as I grazed her clit.

“Don’t tease me Danny any longer. Make love to me now please. I need your cock inside me.” her voice cracking with desire as she handed me the bottle of lube from the bedside table.

I covered my myself with the slippery fluid as Heather Ann slipped off her g-string. I lifted her leg as I eased into position beside her and slowly eased my cock into her waiting vagina. We had made love twice before we went to sleep so it slipped in without effort.

“I will never get tired of feeling you inside me. I love you so much.”

“I love you too darling.” I replied as I gently pistoned in and out of her silky vagina.

Then it was Heather Ann’s turn to surprise me. “I want to get on top so I can see you.”

We did this often so we were practiced in switching positions without my cock even slipping out of her vagina. Finally we in position with Heather Ann straddling me, the full length of my cock buried in her pussy. She was a dream in her white lingerie and it was very sensual to feel it brush against my skin, and even more sensual to feel it brush against the identical lingerie I was wearing. She put her hands on my chest and began to trace it through the delicate lace.

“We have to do some shopping. You have lots of lingerie, but this afternoon I am taking you for a bra fitting and we are going to get matching bras. And you might see other pretty under things there as well. Do you like the sound of that darling?”

I could only croak a “Yes” because of the lump in my throat.

With that she went wild, bucking on my cock like a wild animal. I was thankful the bed wasn’t against the wall of another room because it sounded like it was going to go through the wall.

“Oh yes, here I cuuuuummmmmmm!” Heather Ann screamed as I felt her vagina tighten around me “Oh fill me with your hot husband cum, now Danny, cum with meeeeeeeee!”

The plans she had for me, the way she was talking and her feeling of her vagina were too much and I felt my cock erupt into her. Still she continued to bob up and down, turning my cum into froth coating her labia and inner thighs.

“Oh Heather Ann, please stop, it’s too much, I’m too sensitive. I don’t know if I can stand it.”

But still she persisted until without warning another orgasm crashed through her body and she collapsed on my chest. I held her for several minutes in my arms, tracing the lace of her baby doll across her back and sides.

Eventually she rose on unsteady legs and went to the bathroom, returning a minute later after she had cleaned up. She made a show of retrieving her g-string, bending so that I could clearly see the cleft of her pussy before pulling the tiny garment back over her hips. Satisfied she crawled back into bed and we drifted off to sleep for another couple of hours.

When we awoke again sunlight was streaming in through the windows and we reluctantly rose to get ready to check out. Heather Ann wore the same lingerie had worn for our wedding and asked me to help with the clips of her garter belt. I was only too glad to help attached the lacy straps to the silky material of her stockings.

“Perhaps we can buy one for you too” she whispered, “I can see how much you like mine.”

Satisfied she stood and with a wink pulled a blue thong over her hips and her garter.

She had chosen a blue bralette and panties for me as well. “His and hers” she said with a laugh.

Heather Ann has always encouraged my love of lingerie and need to wear it, but this was different. She was taking an active role in dressing me, picking out what she liked. That was bahçelievler escort different, and very exciting.

Soon we were at the front desk with the same clerk had checked in. As Heather Ann paid the bill she made the usual small talk, askinwg if we enjoyed our stay, etc. When we said that we did, the clerk winked and then we were off to get ready for our honeymoon.

“I made us a private appointment at the lingerie boutique for after hours because that is when they serve male customers, so what do you want to do?”

I had one thing on my mind but that was generally frowned upon in public.

“Lets have lunch and then just do some window shopping. I think we can kill most of the afternoon that way. Sound like a plan?” I asked holding my arm out for Heather Ann.

“That sounds like a marvelous way to spend an afternoon with my husband.” she said brightly as she took my arm.

We did all the silly things you would expect from newlyweds. We walked and shopped. We fed each at lunch. I bought her an ice cream cone and immediately regretted it because she put on an exquisite show of licking the cone like she licked my cock. I had to adjust my pants several times.

“You’re going to make me rip my panties like that, you wicked woman.” I whispered

“And if you do we will just get you some new ones.” she said matter of factly “Or you can go commando if you want. I prefer you with panties on though.”

As we were walking by one particular store I stopped mid- stride and stared at a beautiful dress in the window. It was a bold black and white print, sleeveless with a billowy skirt just a bit above the knee. It looked pretty and flirty but sophisticated at the same time. And I thought it was just long enough to wear with stockings or a garter belt if you were careful.

“Do you like it?” I asked “I think it would look amazing on you”.

“It looks fabulous. Lets go try it on!” she said enthusiastically.

We quickly found the clerk in the deserted store and she found a dress in Heather Ann’s size.

We chatted a little bit as we were walking to the dressing room

“Take your time” she said with a wink, “we aren’t busy this afternoon. If you need any help just let me know.”

“Are you joining me?” Heather asked innocently as she stepped into the dressing room “I may need some help.”

Who was I to turn down my wife?

Heather Ann was wearing a white cotton sundress in a flower print so I undid her zipper and helped her get it over her head, leaving her clad in her beautiful lingerie. She was always a sight to behold.

She saw me looking and smiled. “Help me with the new dress?”

I helped her slip the dress over her head and did up the up the zipper as she held her hair. It was stunning on her.

“What do you think? She asked as twirled, the skirt billowing to show the tops of her stockings.

“I love it. It looks fantastic on you.”

“There’s is just one more thing I need to check” she said as she got on her knees and reached for my crotch “I need to see how it looks when I give my husband a blowjob.”

Pushing me back against the wall she undid my pants and freed my cock from my panties.

“Ummmm, just the way I like it” she moaned before she opened her mouth and engulfed my hard cock.

She bobbed back and forth and she took as much of my cock in her mouth as she could. I moaned as her tongue kept hitting the sensitive spot on the underside of the head. She bobbed back and forth, making obscene sucking noises that sounded very loud in the confines of the dressing room.

Pulling out of my mouth she began to lick the head of my cock exactly like she did the ice cream cone, all around, not missing an inch. Then, making a tight O with her lips she started to push my cock back into her mouth, The tight seal of her lips felt like a rubber band, constricting me and making my knees buckle. Again and again she forced the tight seal of her lips over the head of my cock.

I was in heaven but she was too good and I felt my balls tighten after only a couple of minutes.

“No, no, no, not yet.” she moaned with a mouth full of cock.

Pulling out, she began to lick all over, then taking my balls into her mouth, one, then another.

“Ohhhh yeeeahhh” was all I could moan.

Then she did something new. Sticking her tongue out she began to grind the tip of her tongue into the head of my cock. I had never felt anything so intense in my life and it sent me over the edge.

“Oh yes honey, here it comes. You are the best cock sucker in the whole world.” I moaned just loud enough so that anyone listening would hear.

Heather Ann responded by taking as much of me in her mouth as she could as I felt my cum squirting from the tip of my cock. Four times in quick succession Heather Ann grunted as the load of cum she was coaxing from my cock squirted down her throat.

At the same time I heard a gasp outside the dressing room door.

“That was a big florya escort load you had. I was afraid I was going to drown” she said with a laugh, then at a whisper “I think Joanna enjoyed listening as well.”

I just smiled and nodded.

Heather Ann took her time getting dressed to give Joanna a chance to make a retreat to the rest of the store. It was exciting to think was masturbating outside of the door as me wife gave me a blowjob.

“Hi Joanna, we will take the dress. I absolutely love it!” Heather Ann said brightly as we emerged back into the main part of the store.

She walked over, still flushed and a little wobbly.

“It’s been a very slow day, so I am glad that you came in.” she said a little breathlessly as handed us the shopping bag. Suddenly she turned blood red with embarrassment as she moved behind the counter to the front door. She had forgotten to unlock it for us!

“Please come again” she said quickly, not making eye contact as she removed the Back in 5 Minutes sign from the door as well. I smiled at the double entendre but Joanna wasn’t making eye contact so I’m not sure if it was intentional.

We scurried out, leaving Joanna to her embarrassment.

“That was fun” Heather Ann said simply, as we continued along our way.

As it got closer to five I felt the butterflies get bigger because this was something I had dreamed about.

“Are you excited honey?”

“Actually I’m more nervous than anything. You’re the only one who knows, and it’s a big step to do something like this.”

By this time we were in front of the store. I took a deep breath and walked in. My butterflies instantly went away as I looked around the store. The sight of the beautiful bras and panties in all colours and patterns took my breath away. I was in heaven. I’m not even sure where Heather Ann was.

I was broken out of my reverie by the sound of a voice in front of me. I looked up to see a young blonde woman standing in front of me.

“You must be Danny. I’m Alyssa and I am going to take care of your fitting this evening. I’ve been fitting Heather Ann for a couple of years and she asked that I take care of you.”

“Nice to meet you Alyssa.”

“The fitting area is in the back, so if you would like to follow me we will get started.”

I nodded and followed. By this time Heather Ann had reappeared and she followed as well.

“The first thing we need to do is measure you and figure out your size” she said as she pulled a tape measure from her pocket “Take off your shirt please.”

I did and I stood there in my bralette, unsure what to do.

“Just relax. We see more men here than you might think. I’m going to take two measurements. The first one is of your chest and is your band size. The other will be your cup size.”

I stood there, trying to keep my knees from knocking together as she measured me, and then rechecked to see that it was okay.

“Okay, looks like you are a 42B. We don’t carry a big selection in that size but we do have a couple of styles. I’ll be right back.”

She returned with three bras and I stood transfixed. I was going to own my own bra. I had spent years gazing at the fabrics and colours, and now it was coming true. I almost fainted when I realized one was the bra that Heather Ann was wearing.

“Can I try them on?”

“Of course”

I reached for the bra but Heather Ann pushed my hand away. She picked the blue bra identical to the one she was wearing and facing me wrapped it around my chest. Reaching around she hooked it and pulled it into place. Gently she took me arms and helped me arrange the straps over my shoulder.

It felt amazing. Looking in the mirror I was transfixed. I had my first bra!

I was in heaven. The bras fit perfectly, but that meant I had a choice to make. I didn’t want to decide. Heather Ann decided for me.

“We’ll take all three. We are off for our honeymoon so Danny needs more than one.”

Alyssa wasn’t fazed. “We have matching panties and garter belt for the blue one if you are interested. The panties come in a thong and a brief.”

“Yes, please, the briefs. And stockings as well. And I will keep the bra on.” I said very quickly.

I looked over and Heather Ann was smiling from ear to ear

“Excellent. I will get those things for you and put together a parcel. While you are waiting, please feel free to look around.”

I did and saw so many beautiful pieces of lingerie. I was entranced. I had bought lingerie by mail order and had never had this opportunity before. Then I saw two pieces that I knew I couldn’t do without. This first was the black see through robe that Heather Ann loved so much. The other was a full length red silk nightdress with lace trim. I quickly looked for my size and was thrilled to find that they had both of them in he size I needed. I quickly took them off the rack and added to the lingerie on the counter.Heather Ann just smiled at me.

Alyssa returned with my bras and other bayrampaşa escort lingerie and before I knew it, we were out of the store with me holding an enormous shopping contained my new lingerie. More importantly I was wearing a bra in public for the first time. I was a little self conscious of the bumps in my shirt.

Then I heard Heather Ann’s phone go off and she mutter “Aw fuck.”

“What’s wrong darling?”

“Our flight got cancelled and is now rescheduled for tomorrow afternoon. Damn it.”

“That’s okay, we just won’t spend any time in New York like we had planned.”

Then she just smiled at me. “Oh well, I guess we are going to have to go home so you can model your new lingerie for me.”

Excited? That does not even cover what I was feeling. I practically pulled the lock off the front door to get to our bedroom. With shaking hands I started taking everything out of the shopping bag. Garter belt and panties. Stockings. Robe. Night dress. My other two bras.

Heather Ann smirked at me “Why don’t we get some of this new lingerie on you?”

“Will you help me?” I asked, my voice quivering.

She just smiled as she took the garter belt off the bed. It was surreal to see my wife helping me with my lingerie in the exact same way that I helped. She slipped it around my waist and did up the clasp on the back. Taking one stocking she slipped it over my leg, taking the time to run her fingers over the thin nylon. With infinite care she attached the clips of my garter bed. Then she did the other leg, with the same care.

“Now for your panties” she cooed, “But I think you need to push them to the side because you are a little bit excited.”

She grabbed a tissue to wipe up some of the precum that was oozing from my cock before she slipped the blue panties up over my legs. Gently she manipulated my cock to keep my new panties from getting precum on them and then I was fully dressed in lingerie. Scratch that. Me and my wife were dressed identically in lingerie.

We stood and stared at each other, neither one of us wanting to break the mood of this moment. I’m not sure what Heather Ann was thinking but I was entranced. The feel of the lingerie against my skin, seeing Heather Ann in identical lingerie, it was amazing. Heather Ann spoke first.

“I love you Danny. And I want you to be your true self. I can see from your face that you are totally happy.”

“I am. I so am.”

“I’m going to make love to you tonight like you do to me. This is your night honey.”

I didn’t say anything but I sat on the bed as Heather Ann sat behind me. She kissed the back of my neck and all of the strength went out of me. I twisted my neck to give her better access as she began to pepper small kisses all over my skin. I moaned as I felt her hands on my chest feeling me through my bra. I almost passed out with joy as I felt her fingers on the clasp. Slowly she pulled my bra down over my arms and flicked it aside, taking care to slide her fingers down my arm as well. I had imagined that moment my entire life. Her hands left me and she pulled back to unhook her own bra and flick it aside.

I moaned as she pressed by breasts into my back, making small circles to tickle me with her big, hard coral nipples.

Her hands were on my chest, feeling me all over as she continued to kiss my neck. Gradually her hands traced lower until she was running her fingers over my nylon clad legs. Then slowly and delicately she ran her fingers down the length of my cock. I gasped as she ran a finger over the head. All the while she continued to kiss me and grind her breasts into me.

I was harder than I had even been in my life and it took every bit of will I had to not cum from Heather Ann’s touch.

“More Heather Ann. Now I know what it’s like when I make love to you. This is absolutely amazing.” I was putty in her hands and I would have done anything for her at that moment.

She responded by covering her fingers in the precum oozing from the cock and rubbing it all over. Then, with infinite care, she began to slowly jerk me off. I gasped she ran her fingers of the head of my cock. Without warning she stopped. I turned to see her smiling at me.

“I think it’s time you were inside me. Lie down.”

I did as she requested and we smiled as her hands went to the waistband of my panties. Still careful to not get precum on them, she pulled them down my legs, leaving me clad in my garter belt and stockings. She stood and removed her own panties before coming back to the bed to straddle me. Taking my cock in her hand she guided me to the entrance to her vagina and eased down.

“Ooooooooooooohhhhhh” she moaned as she slowly took the full length of me into her vagina. When I was fully inside she bent to me and kissed me passionately on the lips.

“I love you.” she said with a smile as I wrapped my arms around her to hold her tight.

We lay there, joined as one, for what seemed like a joyful eternity . Heather Ann knew I was a cross dresser but and I had worn women’s underwear for years, but for the first time in a long time, perhaps my entire life, I felt comfortable in my skin. I never felt closer to her than at that moment as I held her next to me.

Slowly, almost imperceptibly Heather Ann began to wiggle her hips, a side to side motion that massaged her vagina around the entire length of my cock.