les histoires de chrislebo

i lay on the floor, thinking about how i had gone from a married man with some perverted fantasies to a total cumpig cuckold slave whose wife now belonged to another man, a Real Man, all in the space of two or three hours. i could smell myself, reaking of piss and cum and cunt juice; i really was a pig, as maser Tony had called me.
Master Tony and Mistress Liz were quietly dozing on the bed, and as i thought about my current state, i must have dozed off as well because the next thing i felt was the nauseating sting of a riding crop to my balls.
"Wake up, pig," Master ordered, "Time to serve me and your Mistress."
i quickly scramred to my knees as Master leaned back on the bed, His big flaccid cock was a good six inches. Mistress Liz leaned into Him and They began to passionately kiss, tTheir tongues visibly dueling each other as Mistress's big nipples stood up hard.
"On the bed between My legs, pig," Master commanded, "and suck Me hard for Mistress." i scramred up onto the bed and then, on my belly crawled up to Master's cock.
it was sticky and smeared with dried cum. it was so big even when soft and master's balls also were big, like a prize Bull. Knowing i would be punished if i did not do as Master had instructed, i crawled up and began licking and sucking the head of Master's cock. He groaned slightly as His kissing with Mistress became even more passionate.
"Suck more and suck harder, pig. Be a little cockwhore pig for Master," He commanded. i took more of His thick rapidly hardening cock in my mouth, sucking it hard and using my tongue to probe and lick the pisshole of His cock.
"Suck more pig or You wil be punished," He almost shouted. i took into my mouth as much as i could of His now hard cock, slurping and sucking it. As i powerd myself further down His long thick shaft i gagged. breathing deeply i tried to get past the gag point but could not. So i was able to get almost 8 inches of that giant cock down my throat but not all of It and that seemed to enrage Master.
"You are a lousy cocksucker , pig," He growled, "and that will change. I am going to send You for training, and when the Master's I know are done, pig will suck everything that is put in its mouth without hesitation."
i did not like the way that sounded so i tried again to deep throat all of His cock, but it was just too big. strands of thick drool ran ouut of my mouth and nose as i sucked Him. At least His big cock was good and hard.
While i had been doing that, he had been fingering Mistress Liz and fondling Her tits and nipples. She was wide open and wet again, begging master for a fuck.
"enough, worthless piece of pig cuckolds brownie," He barked, "definitely training is required, but now I am going to fuck Mistress. I want pig behind Me and licking my asshole while I fuck her."
i scramred to position myself in order to avoid punishment. Master was poised to begin fucking mistress, but he said, "Get that pig tongue up My asshole, and keep it there until I tell the pig to stop." i pushed my face between Master's strong ass cheeks. His asshole was sweaaty and smelly, as He had come over to our house after a long day of work. i could taste the sweat and stink and a slight taste of cuckolds brownie as i wetly pushed my tongue up His asshole as far as i could.
"Keep it that way pig," He said, and then slowly thrust forward, sinking His ten inch cock into Mistress Liz's eager wet pussy. i followed forward, keeping my tongue in Master's asshole as He slowly fucked Mistress Liz. Within minutes she was squealing with pleasure and Master began to fuck her even more deeply and faster. it was hard to stay in position as He finally got all ten inches buried in her cunt and began pounding her. i slipped several times, and each time Master growled, "Get that fucking pig tongue in my asshole, pig."
Master must have fucked her this way for at least twenty minutes, and she must have cum twenty times from the noises she was making. Master showed no sign of tiring or even cumming. he seemed an inexhaustible stud, who could fuck forever with that big superior cock of His. Finally, He slowed and ordered, "On back, pig. I am going to fuck her doggy style and while I do, that pig mouth and tongue will lick My cock and balls and Mistress Liz's cunt."
i quickly crawled onto my back while Mistress Liz positioned Her gaping dripping wet cunt low over my face. It dripped the mixed cum and juices of Her and master Tony. my mouth was wide open as ordered, and i swallowed every drop that oozed out of the well fucked cunt that belonged to the woman who had been my wife until three hours ago.
Master Tony, my owner, positioned Himself behind Mistress Liz, His giant cock rock hard and throbbing from the fucking He had been giving her. "I am going to fuck Mistress Liz hard and doggy style now, pig. it must lick Her cunt and clit and suck My balls and cock as I fuck Her. Do not slow up or hesitate or Mistress Liz will slap those pig balls as hard as She can, won't You slut."
"oh yes, Master Tony," She breathed, and i knew that She would hurt me badly if i did not do a perfect job.
i immediately began licking her clit and cunt lips and then sucking and licking Master's huge balls and rock hard 10 inch cock. He had positioned the swollen purple head just at the gaping opening of her cunt. Without another word He slowly eased His throbbing cockhead into Her cunt stretching it obscenely wide as i furiously licked at her clit, then worked my tongue along Master's shaft and balls.
Mistress Liz screamed as if she were out of her mind with lust as Master Tony pushed another five or six inches of His huge cock into her soaking cunt. i kept licking Her clit and working on His cock and balls with my wet tongue. Her cunt lips clung tightly like a glove to the shaft of Master's red hot meat. Suddenly Mistress Liz screamed even louder, and my mouth filled with jets of her squirting cum. i sealed my mouth over Her pisshole and clit licking sucking and takeing down every drop of Her cum.
As i did so, master Tony thrust forward hard, completely filling Her pussy with His big cock which was sunk balls deep. i could hardly believe that She could take that giant cock or cum anymore, but as He thrust into Her eager cunt, she screamed again and squirted even more woman cum into my mouth. i fetishd slightly there was so much and Master shouted. "Slap the pig's balls hard, slut."
i felt an agonizing pain shoot through my body as Mistress slapped my leather encased balls three times hard. My mouth opened wide as i moaned in agony. As my mouth opened, Master swiftly pulled out and shoved at least 8 inches of cock down my throat. "Suck it clean cocksucking pig, " He shouted, "and don't gag or fetish or Your balls will be beaten off."
i believed Him and so furiously breathed deeply in as i sucked and lickced His huge cock clean of my wife, i mean my Mistress's cunt juices. After plunging His cock in my mouth, He went back to dog fucking Mistress, filling Her gaping hole with His big cock. The process seemed to go on forever. i would lick and suck Both of Them until Mistress came with a screaming squirting orgasm, and then master would plunge His big cock down my throat to clean Him off.
By now, my mouth smelled and tasted like the floor of a porn booth in a dirty book store--all cum and piss and nasty juices. my little balls ached because every so often Master ordered Mistress to hit them, sometimes for no reamister. i think if She had not i would have cum just from the degrading use i was being put to. As nasty as it was, it was also sexually the hottest thing i had ever experienced. my "clit" was as hard as it had ever been and my head was so deeply into subspace, i would have eagerly done anything this Dominant Real man ordered, even without the threat of punishment.
Finally Master's pounding cock speeded up, jackhammering Mistress Liz's married cunt while i sucked and licked Her and Master. "Suck my balls pig NOW," Master shouted and then He plunged as deep as He could roaring with His own hard orgasm as i felt His big balls pulse out a huge cumload into Mistress Liz's cunt. They seemed to pulse and He roared for minutes. His hot white seed spilled out of Her cunt and into my mouth as i eagerly and loudly slurped it down.
"Oh fuck, that was good," Master said in His deep voice as Mistress Liz kept pushing back onto His still hard cock. He playfully slapped Her ass. "Now cleanup time for the cumpig," He laughed. mistress laughed to. "Let's see if it can take a gallon of cum, because that is what I think is in my cunt right now," She laughed. "Oh it had better take every drop, or its balls will be gone," He said menacingly.

Master Tony looked down at me and said, "pig, we are going into the Master bedroom to get comfortable. I want you to get your stash of toys, wait for fifteen minutes precisely and then bring them in to the bedroom."
I blushed as He referred to the sex toys hidden in the old golf bag at the back of the office closet. He knew of them of course because He had used them on me while i served His perverted commands online. Now He was in our house with my wife who had discovered my secrets. And as He had just told me, i soon would be a cuckold pig. From the way my wife looked at Him, i knew that He was right.
"Yes Master," i quickly answered. As i started to crawl to the office, Master Tony said, "Wait pig. I want those pig balls and tiny clit of yours in bondage. Put on the cock ring and ball spreader I usually use on you." My wife snickered, "You certainly know him well Tony." He laughed, "Yes he bought this thing that on a real cock would make it stand tall. But his little clit just gets squished along with his pig balls." My wife laughed again, "I love how you call it his 'clit'. I think mine is bigger hard than his is." They both laughed and Master Tony reached his hand down to my wife's ass, "We'll soon find out about that won't we." "Mmmmmm,"she acknowledged as They walked out of the room and toward the Master bedroom.
i felt miserable as i thought that my wife of seventeen years was soon going to get fucked by a Dom Master totally superior to me in every way. Yet my little 'clit' twitched at the thought. i am impotent and have only a small dick; i never had been able to satisfy Liz, and part of me said that i deserved everything that was happening because i was so inadequate as a man and as a husband.
i crawled into the office as ordered and opened the closet. i fished out the sex toys as ordered; an 8 inch dildo, a bag of clothes pins, a riding crop, a collar and leash, and the cock ring/ball spreader. it was a fairly intricate one that Master Tony had ordered me online to specifically get. It was called an erection maker and Master Tony had laughed as He told me the name. It was a tight cock ring that encircled dick and balls; there was a separate strap that stretched the balls out and away from the body and then yet another strap that separated the tightly stretched balls. At the bottom of that strap was a D-ring for a leash or weights. Even on me it would get my dicklette-- or as i now had to call it my clit-- half hard. And the ball stretcher made my balls ache within minutes of putting it on.
i fastened it as tightly as it would go as Master Tony had always ordered me to do online.
The thought of serving Him in real life, and that He would be fucking my wife with His 9 inch horse cock had me half hard already. With the cock ring on i got almost fully hard--all 4 inches. No wonder my wife had been attracted to Master Tony, i thought as i put the other sex toys in a small bag. i looked at the clock; i had five minutes to go. i crawled into the hallway and from the open door of the Master bedroom i heard my Wife giggling and Master Tony's low laugh. Then i began to hear small moans from my wife. i could only imagine what was causing them.
i waited the five minutes as my wife's moans increased and then crawled into the Master bedroom dragging the bag of sex toys. There on the bed was my wife naked and moaning as Master Tony kissed her deeply and fondled her tits with one hand while He fingered her wet pussy with His other. WHat was incredible was that her pussy was completely shaven. My vanilla wife who never would shave for me, had obviously been told to do so by Master Tony. It was so hot looking especially because her wide open slit was flowing with cunt juice.
"There You are pig," Master Tony said, still fingering my wife's wet cunt. i saw that His big cock was almost hard. It was huge, at least 9 inches and thick. my wife's hand was stroking it and she could not reach all the way around it. "Get over here pig now" ordered Master in a sharp tone. "It is time for you to become a cocksucking pig, and you are going to start with mine." My wife snickered, "You're being too nice to him Master. I want to be the one to suck it."
i was again shocked. Liz had never liked sucking cock and had told me years ago that she would not suck or kiss my dick anymore; no reamister, just, "I don't like it." Now she was like a whore, stroking the huge cock and looking at me with a sneer of contempt.
i knew i had to obey quickly or be punished so i crawled over to Master. "Start sucking the head of it pig," he said in a strict voice. "Earn the title of cocksucking pig that you told me you wanted online."
"Yes Master," i heard myself say and then as if in a trance i lowered my head to His magnificient cock. i smelled the musky odor of a real Man as my moth came within an inch of His cock. "Open bitch; serve Your Master," my wife snarled, kicking me in my exposed and stretched balls.
my mouth opened sorry with the pain of it, and i felt her hand on the back of my head pushing it down onto Master's swollen cockhead.
Master Tony laughed, "Don't confuse it Liz. it is a pig not a bitch, and now it is a cocksucking pig." My wife laughed at that still pushing my head onto the bulbous head of Master's cock. i could taste the sweet taste of His copious pre-cum. He was producing much more of that than i spurted when i came.
Master moaned slightly,"That is it, you cocksucking pig, suck that pre-cum down. Get Me rock hard for Your wife's juicy cunt." i noisily slurped at Master's cock lapping and tonguing its pisshole. i could feel Him shift as He went back to kissing and fondling Liz. her moaning became louder as His big fingers invaded her sloppy wet cunt. This went on for maybe fifteen minutes, my jaw getting sorer and sorer from taking that huge cockhead into it. i could only fit the first three or four inches without gagging.
Master's cock was by now incredibly hard, like a steel rod. Still the heat of His throbbing cockhead filled my mouth along with His pre-cum. i could feel a huge vein in His godlike cock throbbing with red, as my wife moaned and begged Him to fuck Her.
"Stop, pig," He ordered. Reluctantly i pulled my mouth off of His cock. Its head was a dark purple and the size of a plum. The whole rock hard cock must have been almost ten inches long. My wife moaned when she saw it. "Oh Master," she breathed "Fuck me now please I need it sooo much."
"First," He said,
"the cocksucking pig is going to beg Me to fuck You. And pig," He added, "Once I fuck her she is no longer anything of a pig's; she is mine and Your Mistress and pig, refer to Her only as Mistress. Understand." "Yes Master," i said miserably.
My wife laughed, "Look at its clit Master; it is as hard as i have ever seen it." She nudged it with Her foot. "The pig likes sucking cock Master." Master Tony laughed too. "it is going to learn to like much more than that before We are through with it. Now beg pig, beg me to fuck Liz"
i knelt before both of Them, feeling ready to cry. "Master," i said "please fuck Her as She deserves; fuck My Mistress and give Her the pleasure this pig never could."
"All right pig, if that is what the pig wants," He laughed. "Now it is time to become the cuckold pig."

At those words Master motioned to Mistress Liz, the woman who until an hour or two ago was my wife, to lay back on the bed. She quickly complied sprawling back and spreading her sopping wet cunt wide open like a whore.
"Fuck me Master," she begged. He chuckled darkly and said, "Just a minute, slut, the cuckold pig has some duties here." Master snapped His fingers at me, "Get up here now pig," pointing at the bed next to Mistress Liz's wide open thighs. i quickly complied head down. i could smell her gaping pussy from three feet away.
"I want the pig to guide My cock into your cunt slut. Let it be the tool of Me taking You away from the pig."
Master gave an evil laugh, "Put your head down low pig; I want it to see My cock stretch this cunt that now belongs to Me. And with your pig hand, guide My cock into your Mistress."
Master positioned Himself over Mistress, His raging cock inches away from my face, "Put it in her cunt pig," He barked. i reached and grasped His boiling hot cock; even i couldn't get my hand all the way around it. As He slowly pushed forward i guided His big hard cock into Mistress's waiting cunt.
The purple head of it stretched her lips wide as it slowly pushed into her pussy. i could feel her juices spill over my hand as she arched her back and spasmed. Her neck and shoulders were flushed, her breathing shallow
"Oh fuck," she wailed and began to cum, squirting her juices all over Master's cock and my hand. She shook cumming hard and He only had the first four inches of that big thick cock in her.
Master looked me straight in the eyes. "Well pig, you've earned another name: cuckold pig. How does it feel to lose your wife and gain a Mistress and Me gain a slut."
i lowered my eyes in presentation, watching as He slowly eased another two inches into her waiting cunt. Her pussy lips were spread obscenely wide, clinging to Master's cock. He then slowly drew out before He had put His whole cock in her. She gasped as He pushed forward and shuddered again with an orgasm, screaming as she came.
"Fuck me ohhh fuck me." she cried out. Her body was shaking as i had never seen it and she was flushed a bright red. Master slowly pushed in a little more, than pulled out and slowly pushed back in.
He fucked Mistress this way for twenty minutes slowly stretching her. i think she was cumming continually the whole time. At one point she started to cry uncontrollably as she gripped His wide shoulders. "Oh god it feels so good; so fucking good."
i felt the deepest offense. i had never even come close to making her cum like this, not even once in all the years we were married. And Master had her cumming it seemed on every stroke of His huge cock.
After twenty minutes Master was balls deep into her pussy. It made wet squelching noises each time He withdrew and then her pussy gushed more juice as He pushed in.
He began to pick up His pace and His breath came faster.After another five minutes of pounding her, during all of which she was cumming continually, He suddenly roared and pushed as deep as He could into Her cunt. my face was still only inches away, sprayed wet with Mistress's cum. Now i saw Master's balls pulse and some of His cum spill out of her overfilled cunt. It seemed that He came forever, filling her with His hot cum.
Finally He fell forward kissing her face as she sobbed with pleasure.
After resting a minute or two He slowly withdrew His cock. Incredibly, it was still hard and glistening with both of Their cum and juices. "Quickly," Master said to her,"legs up and scoot down. I want as much of My cum in you for the little cuckold pig to clean up. That's how it will get to earn its next name."
She did as told and then He pulled out the last two inches with a wet sound. "But first cocksucker pig this cock needs a good cleaning--with your mouth and tongue."
For once i did not immediately obey Master. i was just too distracted by the gaping pussy of Mistress Liz, the woman who had been my wife until Master Tony had fucked her into insensible pleasure and taken her as His own slut.. Her pussy was gaping wide, red and swollen and covered with thick white cum--so much cum.Master must have pumped more cum into her cunt than my little balls produced in a year. Her pussy lips were full, engorged and almost purple with red and her clit was bigger than i had ever seen it. it might even have been bigger than my tiny clit (which was my undersized dicklette now was called), as she had sneeringly said before Master fucked her.
Suddenly a voice thundered, "I said clean up my cock cocksucking pig." As Master Tony said this, i felt an excruciating pain in my balls. He had picked up the riding crop i had brought into the bedroom with the rest of my sex toys and had viciously slapped my balls, encased in the ball stretcher.
He hooked a leash onto the D-ring of the ball stretcher and then pulled up on it hard enough that i feared He would rip them off. Very deliberately He said, "You...will...obey...Me... pig." Each word was punctuated by a vicious blow from the crop onto my fully exposed balls; the last word ended with a blow to the tip of my clit.
i wanted to double over and just curl up with the pain, but i knew it would just bring more punishment. "yes Master," i groaned as i lowered my head onto His glistening wet cock, coated with His cum and Mistress Liz's copious cunt juice. The smell was overwhelming: cunt and cck and cum and pussy juice, as i sucked the still hard head of Master's huge cock into my mouth. With a swift movement He pushed my mouth at least six inches down His thick veiny cock, saying, "Suck it get all that cum so you can earn YOor next name--cumpig."
The last word was said with utter contempt, and my wife snickered at His words. i sucked and licked but never got more than the first six inches in my mouth. Every time i tried to take more i gagged, long strands of drooll pouring out of my mouth and out of my nose, soaking His cock further.
"You need work, lots of work on your cocksucking s*******s pig, " He sneered. Finally, He said,"Enough, pig."
Pushing my head down further He contemptuoously dried His cock with my hair. "Now," Master said,"time for some juicy cum filled creampie." Pointing at Mistress Liz, He said, "you will lick and suck every drop of cum out of Her ass and cunt. If you miss a drop, or hesitate, or gag, this is what you will get, pig" Without warning He slashed down onto my balls again with the riding crop.
i moaned as i crawled to Mistress's wide splayed legs and cunt. It was completely coated with a thick layer of Master's cum as was Her asshole, even though He had ordered Her on Her back and legs up so as not to lose too much.
"Start with Her asshole," He sternly commanded. I immediately pushed my face deep into Her ass crack licking and sucking for all i was worth. "Tongue up her asshole too," He ordered, cropping my balls just to encourage me.
i immediately pushed my tongue deep into Her rank sweaty asshole, sucking and slurping as i did. As degrading as all this was, my clit was hard for the first time in years. i sucked more getting every drop. My wife, i mean Mistress, laughed sneeringly,"god it really is a pig. Listen to it suck and root at my asshole." Master TOny laughed as well, "What else did you ever think it was."
Finally He said, Now lick all the cum from Your Mistress's cunt, get every drop pig>" Again He cropped my swollen balls as He said this. There was a huge amount of cum to suck and lick up. i again slurped and licked, tasting and smelling the aphrodisiac taste of cunt and cum aand cock, sucking and slurping as if my balls depended on it, which they did.
After a good ten minutes of this licking, Master said, "On your back now pig; or should i say creampie pig, because that is what you now are, along with all the other things you have become tonight and all you will become."
i quickly flipped on my back, face up, mouth open as Master ordered me. He then helped Mistress to quickly sit up and sit on my face and open mouth. i had begged her for years to let me eat her pussy this way, but she had never wanted to do it. Now she plopped down full weight over my waiting mouth and began grinding her pussy onto my lips and tongue.
As she did it seemed like a gallon of Master's cum poured out. It was a huge amount, so much that at one point i thought i would gag. But then i remembered Master's riding crop and just began to lick and suck even more.
Meanwhile Mistress was moaning loudly grinding her cunt and clit hard as she fucked my face. "Yes, that is it you nasty cumpig; eat me out get every drop of Master's superior cum You cuntlapping swine." WIth the last words she suddenly shuddered and cried out in another orgasm, flooding my mouth with her own copious cum, mixed with the last of Master's jism.
i fetishd slightly. and felt two hard swats on my hard little clit. i moaned into her cunt as Master said, "No gagging or obligation pig. Just consume and feel lucky that you get this task." "Yes Master." i mumred into Her sopping wet cunt.
Mistress finally rolled off of my face, 'That was fantastic Master Tony, she purred. "But now I have to pee so badly I think I will explode" Master Tony laughed wickedly. "Then let's go into the bathroom. i am sure that the pig will make as eager a toilet for us as it was a cocksucker and cuntlicker."
Mistress laughed nastily, "oh it will love it. it is a pig you know and i am sure it will love to wallow in everything We give it."

Master tugged very hard at the leash attached to the ball spreader that tightly stretched and separated my little balls, making them perfect targets for the riding crop Master had used on them. As he pulled the leash, Master said, "Off the bed and crawl behind us into the bathroom, pig." He turned to Mistress Liz and with a wink said to her,"Come on slut;Your toilet awaits You."
Mistress laughed at that as she rose from the bed, walking into the nearby bathroom with Master while i crawled quickly to keep up. i could not help notice that she walked slightly bowlegged, like a woman who has just received a tremendous fuck. And her hand was all over Master's still hard cock. stroking it even harder, as He tightly wrapped one of His muscular arms around Her waist.
The bathroom had a large jacuzzi style tub. Master pulled sharply on the leash, painfully wrenching my balls, "Get in pig on your back, mouth wide open." i quickly complied hoping to avoid more punishment, but as i crawled in Master cropped me vicious 5 or 6 times on my ass.
When we had put that tub in in, i thought that i would have some sexy baths with my wife that would lead to sex, but she never wanted to do that with me. Now, it looked as if Mistress Liz, as she now was to me, would be getting into the tub with me for a totally different purpose.
"There is Your toilet, slut," Master said with a chuckle, "well, at least its mouth is." She laughed and climbed into the tub straddling my head and then lowering herself until her cunt was only a couple of inches from my mouth. Her cunt was still gaping open, so red it was almost purple, and the smell of it blasted me as i la there. It was pure hot sex--cum and cunt juice and maybe even my spit from licking her clean. Whatever it was it made my clit jump with excitement.
i heard Master close the plug to the tub, then He said, "All right pig I insist that every drop of Mistress Liz's piss get takesen. If any of her pee is missed, there will be punishment."
Mistress was facing my feet and she said contemptuously, "Look at its little clit. it was never that hard in 17 years of marriage; this pervert must love this." Master laughed, "Of course it loves being degraded. You saw how I trained it online. No matter how nasty things got, it begged for more."
He paused and then said, "Oh and I don't think we will be calling it 'he' or 'you'. It has become an object for Us to use and degrade as We please. We will only refer to it as pig or it and that is how it must speak as well." Master slapped my balls hard with the riding crop, "Understood , pig" "Yes Master," i quickly answered. MIstress Liz must have been turned on by this talk, because her pussy juices were starting to flow, and her fingers were fingering her big swollen clit.
"Time to piss, slut," Master chuckled. "I have lots of cums for you left in this," He added shaking His big fully hard cock. "Mmmmm," Mistress moaned gazing with adoration at His godlike cock. Then suddenly she started pissing right into my waiting mouth. i swallowed as fast as i could as the hot salty piss filled my mouth. It burned a little as it went down, but it turned me on even more. i was sure that i might cum without touching my clit, if it were not for the ball stretcher.
Suddenly a searing pain hit the head of my clit making my mouth open even wider as i let out a loud groan. "I said get it all filthy pig," Master shouted. "I will not allow this disrespect of Mistress." As He said this He sharply cropped my nipples and then my balls, making me moan even louder.
Mistress laughed meanly, "I think that helps it keep its mouth nice and wide as I use it." My mouth was gaping wide and i was swallowing as if my balls depended on it, which they might given Master's obvious anger.
Mistress Liz's piss slowed and then stopped.
Without any prompting from Master she barked, "Clean me, with the tongue, pig." i gently began to lick her cunt, cunt lips and clit to get any piss droplets. She moaned slightly as i orally served her and i tasted more cunt juice than piss as i did this.
"Asshole too," Master ordered, jerking on the leash. i quickly moved my tongue to Mistress's asshole, cleaning it and tasting her hot sweaty taste. Finally she said, "Stop pig," getting up with shaky legs. oh god it feels good when its tongue is in my asshole." Master laughed, "oh don't worry it will be spending a lot of time with its tongue in both of Our assholes before We are done with it."
Pulling on the leash, Master said, "On knees pig." i quickly scramred to my knees on the cold wet tub as Master stepped in it. He positioned Himself with His swollen cock an inch or two from my face. i knew enough by now to have my mouth wide open and waiting for Him.
Master handed the leash and riding crop to Mistress saying, "it will never be able to swallow all my piss, though it will learn in time, I assure you. But just in case it does not show enough enthusiasm, use the crop on it." Mistress giggled as She took the riding crop and leash chain.
Master's cock was again fully hard, thick and almost ten inches long , its fat thick head engorged with red. He stroked His big cock an inch from my waiting mouth obviously enjoying the offense. Then a huge jet of scalding acrid yellow piss spurted out of that monster cock.
i desperately tried to swallow but my mouth was filled in an instant. i felt two hard lashes on my balls from Mistress Liz, almost causing me to completely double over. But if i did that the punishment would be horrific, so i gave a gurgling moan and continued to swallow as much as of Master's burning hot piss as i could.
He changed His name aiming the jet at my face and then down my body until He was pissing directly on my hard little clit. i probably would have cum at that if not for the deep aching in my balls. Master laughed to Mistress, "See, its clit and pig balls are only good as a urinal for my piss."
She laughed even more loudly, "the pig's balls don't even deserve that Master Tony."
When He finally stopped the bottom of the tub was almost full with a mix of His and Mistress Liz's piss. He stepped out of the tub and then said, "Let's see the pig wallow in the mess. Pig roll around in the piss for us." i burned with shame as i lowered my body into the tub and then began rolling around in the wet stench of their combined piss.
Both of Them were laughing and Mistress said scornfully, "it really is a filthy natural isn't it. How I wasted my life on it I will never know." Her words cut more deeply than the riding crop, but at that moment i also thought they were true.
Mistress added," Well i guess it has earned the name toilet pig now Master Tony." Not yet," He said evilly, "it is definitely a piss pig but as it will definitely learn it takes so much more to earn the title of toilet pig" He laughed again with the strangest malevolent tone, and i shivered at His words.

After a few moments of making me wallow in the mixed piss of Master and Mistress, Master yanked again on the leash, jerking my balls hard. "Now pig, start licking up every drop of the piss You spilled," He commanded. Mistress laughed at that, "Oh my god, that is so nasty." Master said, "It is its place as our piss pig to make sure it is all consumed."
i got on my knees, ass in the air as i bent my head to start licking up Their combined piss. There was a lot of it but i knew that if i did not comply, i would be punished severely by Master Tony. i started licking it up tasting again the salty and acrid taste of Their urine.
Crack! A hard stinging slash from the riding crop hit my ass, pushing me forward and speeding up my cleaning the piss from the tub. "Hurry up pig," Master barked, We have things to do. And let me hear it when takeing our piss."
i began takeing and licking faster, slurping loudly as i did. Both Master Tony and Mistress Liz were laughing at my sounds. Master Tony snapped the crop against my ass time and time again, "That is for spilling any of our precious piss, pig,' He said. "Whip it harder Master," said Mistress, urging Him on.
The next one was angled to hit my asshole and balls and made me shriek in pain. i was now furiously licking up the mess in the tub, hoping to finish and stop the beating. my mouth tasted like the inside of a sewer but i did not hesitate as my punishment continued.
Finally, after my stomach was filled with Their combined piss, the bottom of the tub was clean. Master must have cropped my ass at least twenty times, very hard and i could feel it was welted and terribly sore.
Master yanked me upright by the leash attached to my balls. "Next time pig, get it all the first time and there will be no need for punishment," He said, "but miss oany of our piss and I will use a cane on that sorry pig ass, and it will make the crop feel like a love tap." i believed Him, but didn't know how i would ever be able to keep up with the massive spray of piss that He produced from His big cock.
"God it stinks," said Mistress with disgust. She was right; even i could smell my self, like an uncleaned urinal at a truck stop. "Of course it does; it's a pig," laughed Master, "But we are going to keep using it today. I intend to break it today; to reduce it to the object that it is, and the more disgusting and degraded it is, the faster it will be broken." Master laughed again, " So i am afraid slut that we both will have to put up with the smell fo this disgusting thing. Don't worry though, I have the most interesting things planned for it and for Us. Now this cock of Mine needs some attention slut, so let's get back with the pig into the bedroom."
Master jerked the leash attached to my ball spreader to get me out of the tub and following Them back to the bedroom. i felt like a total stinking pig after being used to take Their piss and wallow in it. But much more was yet to come.
Back in the bedroom Master ordered me to kneel on all fours within a few inches of Him. His big hard cock stood straight up, curving back towards His body it was so hard. Looking at me, He said nastily,"Now pig, watch how the slut who used to be Your wife sucks my cock." Turning towards Mistress Liz He commanded, "On Your knees , slut, and suck My big cock as hard as You can get it."
i knew Master was in for a disappointment. Mistress Liz did not like sucking cock and had little experience in it. She had told me that she hated it almost ten years ago when she announced one day out of the blue that she no longer was going to suck mine. When i asked her why, she simply responded that she did not like it or the taste of cock. i wondered what Master Tony would do when she refused to suck Him as He had just ordered.
But i was astonished as Mistress Liz meekly said, "Yes Master," and fell to her knees in front of Him. Without any further orders she began wetly licking His enormous cock, working her tongue from its base to its head. When she got to the swollen bulbous head of that huge cock she began licking wetly around His pisshole which was leaking pre-cum. "MMMMM Master," she moaned, "Your cock tastes soooo good."
Master Tony looked at me with a look of total superiority. Not only had He fucked my wife, He had her now, cock hungry and wantonly licking and sucking His big cock like a street corner whore. And she was loving every minute. As she sucked and stroked His slick wet cock with one hand, she was playing with her hard clit with another, shuddering with little orgasms every few seconds.
"Get on back pig and have mouth open," Master sharply ordered. i quickly scramred to obey, positioning my head close to Master's feet. "Climb on its face slut and let it pleasure You while you suck my cock, He commanded. Without a word and without stopping her cocksucking of Master, Mistress Liz climbed onto my face, planting her juicy wet cunt directly onto my open mouth.
i immediately began licking and sucking her pussy, working my tongue the length of her slit and then swirling it in tight little circles around her big swollen clit. She shuddered as if a jolt of electricity had gone through her. Mistress began grinding her cunt and clit hard against my lips and tongue. i could taste her cunt juice mixed still with the strong taste of Master's superior cum from Their earlier fucking. As she ground her hips and then rocked back and forth, i recognized the signs that she was close to cumming hard. Above me i could hear her loud slurping mixed with gagging sounds as she sucked Master's cock.
"oh god, Master," she breathed, "May I cum now?" "Not yet slut," He responded in a voice heavy with lust. "I want to see at least six inches of cock down Your throat before You may cum on the pig's filthy tongue."
"Yes Master," she moaned as i continued to suck and lick her clit.
i heard more gagging sounds as Mistress Liz pushed her mouth further down Master's big cock. i had sucked it earlier and knew that it was impossible to get His rock hard ten inches all the way down my mouth. Mistress Liz was trying hard however because i could feel her body move as Master fucked her mouth. The gagging sounds increased and i felt big gobs of ropy thick spit hit my chest as she deep throated Master.
i kept licking and sucking her cunt and clit, trying to bring her pleasure as Master fucked her mouth. Twice more she asked if she could cum and both times the answer was a firm no. The second time her ass was swatted by Master's big hand.
Even though she was not having the big shattering orgasm she sought, i knew from the little squirts of her juice into my mouth that she was cumming almost continually with small orgasms. Her body movement and gagging sounds increased as Master fucked her mouth harder. "Good slut," He said in a voice thick with lust, "You have gotten almost eight inches in Your mouth. Now i am close to cumming, and i want you to swallo some of my cum and hold the rest in your mouth until i tell you how to dispose of it. And you can cum when i do."
i started to furiously work and suck her hard clit, getting her as close as i could to cumming. Above me she was doing the same thing to Master's cock, trying to suck the cum out of it. How He had not already cum after what must have been more than twenty minutes of hard cocksucking, i did not understand. But i was a limp dicked cuckold pig; how could i understand a Real man like Master.
Suddenly i heard Him shout, "I am cumming bitch. Suck it hard" At the same time i glued my mouth to Mistress Liz's clit and pisshole and licked them hard with my tongue, flicking my head back and forth almost like a vibrator. i heard her muffled scream around Master's spurting cock, and my mouth was flooded by her cum juice jetting out of her pisshole.
She always squirted when she came hard, but this was like a fountain of her cum. i eagerly slurped it down not missing a drop as she ground her hips hard prolonging the orgasm.
Finally she stopped and pulled her super sensitive clit away from my mouth and tongue. "Get off of its face slut," Master said gently. As she did so, i looked up and saw Master's cock still more than half hard, gleaning with Mistress's Liz's spit. SHe had her mouth closed , but it seemed that it was full of something.
Master looked down at me and said with complete contempt, "Your Mistress is a magnificient cocksucker, contrary to the lies I heard online. She didn't suck the pig's cock because it did not deserve it. But she sucked mine and swallowed lots of My superior cum, pig." Master laughed, "But don't worry pig, there is plenty of my cum left in Mistress's mouth for the filthy cumpig to consume."
"Pig," He ordered, "Open that cumdump mouth wide and swallow every drop that is given." i quickly did as Master ordered. Then to Mistress Liz He said in a much gentler voice, "Slut, get YOur mouth a few inches from the cumdump's hole and drool My cum into its cumdump mouth."
Mistress Liz nodded, placing her lips a few inches from my wide open mouth. i could smell the strong smell of Master's cock and cum on her mouth even before she opened it. "Now, slut, feed the cumdump pig with My hot cum and Your spit."
As Master said that Mistress Liz let a long stream of cum and spit drool into my waiting mouth. It was totally degrading to be a waste receptacle for the Two of Them and yet my little clit was hard and twitching as swallowed noisily to keep up with the thick mixture of cum and spit that was being drooled by Mistress Liz into my mouth.
Finally after what seemed like a quart of cum she stopped, and then without any further command drew back and spit a big glob of cum and spit into my face. Master laughed at that and reached out to pat her head. "Good slut," He said, "You are realizing that You are the pig's Mistress and that it is nothing but a degraded cumdump for Us to use." Master paused and then said, "Climb up into bed with me slut and let's rest a bit. In a little while, We can start to have more fun and pleasure." "Mmmm, yes Master, " she said climbing into the bed with Him. i remained on my back, my mouth full of the taste of Master's cum and Mistress's spit, wondering what would come next.

i lay on the floor, thinking about how i had gone from a married man with some perverted fantasies to a total cumpig cuckold slave whose wife now belonged to another man, a Real Man, all in the space of two or three hours. i could smell myself, reaking of piss and cum and cunt juice; i really was a pig, as maser Tony had called me.
Master Tony and Mistress Liz were quietly dozing on the bed, and as i thought about my current state, i must have dozed off as well because the next thing i felt was the nauseating sting of a riding crop to my balls.
"Wake up, pig," Master ordered, "Time to serve me and your Mistress."
i quickly scramred to my knees as Master leaned back on the bed, His big flaccid cock was a good six inches. Mistress Liz leaned into Him and They began to passionately kiss, tTheir tongues visibly dueling each other as Mistress's big nipples stood up hard.
"On the bed between My legs, pig," Master commanded, "and suck Me hard for Mistress." i scramred up onto the bed and then, on my belly crawled up to Master's cock.
it was sticky and smeared with dried cum. it was so big even when soft and master's balls also were big, like a prize Bull. Knowing i would be punished if i did not do as Master had instructed, i crawled up and began licking and sucking the head of Master's cock. He groaned slightly as His kissing with Mistress became even more passionate.
"Suck more and suck harder, pig. Be a little cockwhore pig for Master," He commanded. i took more of His thick rapidly hardening cock in my mouth, sucking it hard and using my tongue to probe and lick the pisshole of His cock.
"Suck more pig or You wil be punished," He almost shouted. i took into my mouth as much as i could of His now hard cock, slurping and sucking it. As i powerd myself further down His long thick shaft i gagged. breathing deeply i tried to get past the gag point but could not. So i was able to get almost 8 inches of that giant cock down my throat but not all of It and that seemed to enrage Master.
"You are a lousy cocksucker , pig," He growled, "and that will change. I am going to send You for training, and when the Master's I know are done, pig will suck everything that is put in its mouth without hesitation."
i did not like the way that sounded so i tried again to deep throat all of His cock, but it was just too big. strands of thick drool ran ouut of my mouth and nose as i sucked Him. At least His big cock was good and hard.
While i had been doing that, he had been fingering Mistress Liz and fondling Her tits and nipples. She was wide open and wet again, begging master for a fuck.
"enough, worthless piece of pig cuckolds brownie," He barked, "definitely training is required, but now I am going to fuck Mistress. I want pig behind Me and licking my asshole while I fuck her."
i scramred to position myself in order to avoid punishment. Master was poised to begin fucking mistress, but he said, "Get that pig tongue up My asshole, and keep it there until I tell the pig to stop." i pushed my face between Master's strong ass cheeks. His asshole was sweaaty and smelly, as He had come over to our house after a long day of work. i could taste the sweat and stink and a slight taste of cuckolds brownie as i wetly pushed my tongue up His asshole as far as i could.
"Keep it that way pig," He said, and then slowly thrust forward, sinking His ten inch cock into Mistress Liz's eager wet pussy. i followed forward, keeping my tongue in Master's asshole as He slowly fucked Mistress Liz. Within minutes she was squealing with pleasure and Master began to fuck her even more deeply and faster. it was hard to stay in position as He finally got all ten inches buried in her cunt and began pounding her. i slipped several times, and each time Master growled, "Get that fucking pig tongue in my asshole, pig."
Master must have fucked her this way for at least twenty minutes, and she must have cum twenty times from the noises she was making. Master showed no sign of tiring or even cumming. he seemed an inexhaustible stud, who could fuck forever with that big superior cock of His. Finally, He slowed and ordered, "On back, pig. I am going to fuck her doggy style and while I do, that pig mouth and tongue will lick My cock and balls and Mistress Liz's cunt."
i quickly crawled onto my back while Mistress Liz positioned Her gaping dripping wet cunt low over my face. It dripped the mixed cum and juices of Her and master Tony. my mouth was wide open as ordered, and i swallowed every drop that oozed out of the well fucked cunt that belonged to the woman who had been my wife until three hours ago.
Master Tony, my owner, positioned Himself behind Mistress Liz, His giant cock rock hard and throbbing from the fucking He had been giving her. "I am going to fuck Mistress Liz hard and doggy style now, pig. it must lick Her cunt and clit and suck My balls and cock as I fuck Her. Do not slow up or hesitate or Mistress Liz will slap those pig balls as hard as She can, won't You slut."
"oh yes, Master Tony," She breathed, and i knew that She would hurt me badly if i did not do a perfect job.
i immediately began licking her clit and cunt lips and then sucking and licking Master's huge balls and rock hard 10 inch cock. He had positioned the swollen purple head just at the gaping opening of her cunt. Without another word He slowly eased His throbbing cockhead into Her cunt stretching it obscenely wide as i furiously licked at her clit, then worked my tongue along Master's shaft and balls.
Mistress Liz screamed as if she were out of her mind with lust as Master Tony pushed another five or six inches of His huge cock into her soaking cunt. i kept licking Her clit and working on His cock and balls with my wet tongue. Her cunt lips clung tightly like a glove to the shaft of Master's red hot meat. Suddenly Mistress Liz screamed even louder, and my mouth filled with jets of her squirting cum. i sealed my mouth over Her pisshole and clit licking sucking and takeing down every drop of Her cum.
As i did so, master Tony thrust forward hard, completely filling Her pussy with His big cock which was sunk balls deep. i could hardly believe that She could take that giant cock or cum anymore, but as He thrust into Her eager cunt, she screamed again and squirted even more woman cum into my mouth. i fetishd slightly there was so much and Master shouted. "Slap the pig's balls hard, slut."
i felt an agonizing pain shoot through my body as Mistress slapped my leather encased balls three times hard. My mouth opened wide as i moaned in agony. As my mouth opened, Master swiftly pulled out and shoved at least 8 inches of cock down my throat. "Suck it clean cocksucking pig, " He shouted, "and don't gag or fetish or Your balls will be beaten off."
i believed Him and so furiously breathed deeply in as i sucked and lickced His huge cock clean of my wife, i mean my Mistress's cunt juices. After plunging His cock in my mouth, He went back to dog fucking Mistress, filling Her gaping hole with His big cock. The process seemed to go on forever. i would lick and suck Both of Them until Mistress came with a screaming squirting orgasm, and then master would plunge His big cock down my throat to clean Him off.
By now, my mouth smelled and tasted like the floor of a porn booth in a dirty book store--all cum and piss and nasty juices. my little balls ached because every so often Master ordered Mistress to hit them, sometimes for no reamister. i think if She had not i would have cum just from the degrading use i was being put to. As nasty as it was, it was also sexually the hottest thing i had ever experienced. my "clit" was as hard as it had ever been and my head was so deeply into subspace, i would have eagerly done anything this Dominant Real man ordered, even without the threat of punishment.
Finally Master's pounding cock speeded up, jackhammering Mistress Liz's married cunt while i sucked and licked Her and Master. "Suck my balls pig NOW," Master shouted and then He plunged as deep as He could roaring with His own hard orgasm as i felt His big balls pulse out a huge cumload into Mistress Liz's cunt. They seemed to pulse and He roared for minutes. His hot white seed spilled out of Her cunt and into my mouth as i eagerly and loudly slurped it down.
"Oh fuck, that was good," Master said in His deep voice as Mistress Liz kept pushing back onto His still hard cock. He playfully slapped Her ass. "Now cleanup time for the cumpig," He laughed. mistress laughed to. "Let's see if it can take a gallon of cum, because that is what I think is in my cunt right now," She laughed. "Oh it had better take every drop, or its balls will be gone," He said menacingly.

Master positioned Himself and Mistress Liz so that Her cunt , still stuffed with Master Tony's cock was inches above pig's open mouth. i knew that i had better do a perfect job cleaning my Mistress's cunt or i would be whipped hard.
Her cunt was swollen and distend, her cunt lips purple with her arousal and her clit was huge. Master slowly pulled His massive cock out of my former wife's well fucked pussy. As He dis so, the thick white gobs of His superior cum flowed out into my waiting mouth. I slurped and sucked licking His cock shaft as well, as i ate His cum out of her cunt.
i could keep up until He pulled all the way out. Suddenly my mouth was flooded with a huge gush of thick Master cum. i swallowed as quickly as i could, but could not help myself. it was so much that i fetishd and gagged.
Instantly, Master Tony whipped the riding crop down hard on the pisshole of my hard little "clit". the pain was agonizing as He continued to whip my clit and then four hard swats to my swollen balls.
Mistress pushed Her gaping cunt onto my now wide open mouth as i cried out in agony. Master Tony laughed, "That gets the pig's mouth open doesn't it."
Mistress laughed as well, " oh yeah. its mouth is glued to my pussy. Now,I'm going to push out every bit of Your cum Master into that sewer of a mouth." As She said this, i could feel Her cunt lips push out and more cum gushed from deep inside of Her, from places where my little clit had never been near. i kept gulping knowing that if i hesitated or gagged, i would be punished worse than i already had been.
As She pushed out her cunt made loud farting noises and i could feel the bubbles of cum against my straining lips. Finally, She emptied Her pussy and said in a harsh voice, "Now lick me clean, cunt and asshole both, pig."
i immediately started lickjng the glaze of master's cum and Mistress's squirting from Her swollen pussy. She pushed forward and sat directly on my face so i could not breathe. Her sweaty smelly asshole was directly on my lips and i heard the woman who had been my wife until four hours ago say, "Get that pig tongue inn my cuckolds browniehole NOW."
As She said this She slapped my clit hard. i curled my tongue and pushed it deeply into Her asshole, tasting the sweat and faint taste of cuckolds brownie as i eagerly cleaned her.
"Fuck yes," She groaned, frigging Her clit. "Eat up that nasty asshole, pig" Master Tony roared with laughter as She said this. Suddenly She stiffened and as i breathlessly continued to tongue fuck Her asshole, She squealed with yet another orgasm.
She rolled off of me just as i thought i would black out for lack of breath. Master Tony laughingly said, "I think I have created a monster." Mistress giggled back, "Oh this is so fucking hot. And how i ever wasted my life on a worthless pig is beyond me." Master laughed back, "You understand now that this thing is just an object for us. There is nothing of a Man about it. let me show You."
Master Tony replaced Mistress over my mouth. "Now cuckolds brownie pig, You are going to lick my asshole totally clean and get Your tongue all the way up there. All i want to feel is wet pig tongue." He sat down on my mouth and, of course, i immediately wetly licked and tongue fucked His sweaty asshole. It tasted much more strongly of cuckolds brownie than had Mistress, but i took deep breaths, making sure not to gag. i was surely being conditioned by the agonizing whipping of my balls to obey, no matter how debased the command.
"oh My god," i heard my former wife snicker, "No real Man would eat out the asshole of another. it really is just a pig to be used." Master Tony laughed back, "Oh and We have so many other filthy depraved ways to use and debase it for ourselves> Those words cut and humilaited me to the core. And yet my little clit twitched, wondering what was next.

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I reluctantly dropped my pants, not knowing what was coming next. My wife Ashly grinned evilly as the black, lace panties she'd told me to wear popped into view. I turned three shades of red as Nicole giggled. But her gaze was not fixed upon me. Nicole was staring at her own husband Andy whose blue, satin panties were also on display.

Standing in front of Ashly and her sister Nicole while naked except for the very skimpy, feminine panties covering my small genitalia, was one of the most erotic experiences of my life. My entire body felt weightless, my red surged, and my head spun. I was jerked back to reality by the soft coo of Nicole's light, sweet voice.

"Well, don't you little boys look adorable," she said.

In my moment of euphoria I had forgotten that there was another man standing next to me. A husband like me, a brother-in-law to my wife, and a cuckolded, slightly feminine bitch like me.

"Mm mm mm," Ashly chimed in, "so cute. But, barely a bulge between them, no?"

The girls giggled mercilessly at our offense, causing us both to instinctively cover our small privates with our hands.

"NO," Ashly barked sternly, causing Andy and me to jump. "There will be no shame here tonight. Everyone here knows everything now. We know that you two have small dicks. We know you both lack a set of real testicles. We know that Nicole and I both get fucked by real men now. So, no covering up."

Reluctantly, we lowered our hands to our sides. Nicole's eyes were wide and she licked her lips as curiosity washed across her face.

"Can I see it now?" she asked Ashly.

"See what?" She asked, not breaking her firm stare with my eyes.

"I want to see Brett's little dick. You've been talking about it for so long, I want to see it for myself," Nicole said non-chalantly.

"Yes, of course," Ashly grinned. "I like them in their panties, but for you... anything. Brett, pull your panties down to your thighs, but don't touch or stretch out your little penis. I want Nicole to see you in all your lack of glory."

I have always fantasized about Nicole. She is the sweet, lithe, demure counterpart to her sister Ashly. Unlike Ashly, Nicole has small breasts, a slim figure and blond hair that framed her soft, freckled face. Her ass is the same shape as Ashly's, only a smaller version. I looked at her sitting on the edge of the bed clad only in a thin, white camisole and pink, bikini panties. Sliding my thumbs in the edge of my panties, I slid them down to my thighs, exposing myself to everyone. I stood up straight, searching Nicole's face for her reaction to her first sight of my little penis.

"Oh... my... god... Ashly," Nicole said, covering her mouth. She laughed heartily, muffling her derision with her small hand. "Well, it's not baby-tiny, but it is very small. Brett's entire package is about the size of Marcus's ballsack."

Marcus is a handsome, built and very well hung black man Ashly met while working out of town. He got Ashly into bed the first night they met and she has seen him regularly ever since. When Nicole was ready to take the plunge, Ashly had set her up with Marcus because he was a sure thing.

"It's true," Ashly said excitedly. "I've actually compared them side by side!"

I assumed the girl's had had their fun and reached to pull my panties up in weak gesture of self-preservation.

"No!" Ashly said, clapping her hands together. "You will do nothing tonight that you are not explicitly told to do. That goes for both of you" She pointed a finger and a steady gaze in Andy's direction.

"Wanna see Andy's?" Nicole asked with the giddiness of a little girl showing off.

"Sure, why not?" Ashly slid up to sit on the edge of the bed next to Nicole.

"Andy dear," Nicole said with a fawning look and a sweet innocence in her voice, "Pull down your panties and show everyone mini-me."

"Mini-me?" Ashly asked inquisitively.

"Yea, that's what I decided to call it. I mean, Andy's a dick... and his dick is 'mini'. So, mini-me fit."

Again, Ashly and Nicole burst into laughter. I glanced over to see Andy turn a dark shade of red. He didn't hesitate to push his blue panties over his hips and down to his thighs. I was surprised to see his penis flop into view. It was definitely longer than mine by a couple of inches, but it was embarrassingly thin. Andy's penis hung almost directly downward, as if unsupported by testicles.

"Wow, now I know what girl's mean by 'pencil dick'," Ashly spouted, not hiding her obnoxious laughter. "And his balls must actually be smaller than you said because I can't even see them behind that skinny little thing."

"Oh, they are small but you can't see them right now because I like to push them up inside of him when he wears panties. I read that the increased heat lowers the testicles ability to produce testosterone. It's really calmed him down," Nicole said with a cool, scientific authority.

The girls sat on the edge of the bed, observing us in all our glory. Their eyes darted back and forth between Andy and I, making subtle comparimisters. Andy and I even turned slightly to survey one another.

"So, who do you think is bigger?" Ashly asked finally.

"Well, hmmm," Nicole pondered aloud. "Andy's definitely longer, but Brett's looks thicker. Both have small nuts." She tapped her finger on her lips, seemingly unsure how to make an assessment.

"Well, have you ever measured Andy?" Ashly asked.

"Umm, not in a long time. But, he is noticeably shorter since I've been pushing his testicles inside of him all the time," Nicole replied.

"Brett," Ashly spoke sweetly, catching my attention. "Go get the 'naughty box' out of my suitcase. Bring it in here and find the tape measure."

I turned and walked to the suitcase, my legs held slightly by the panties around my thighs. I retrieved the box, fingering through it as I walked by toward the bed. I found the tape measure and held it out toward Ashly.

"Oh, no," Ashly said with a sly smile. "I want YOU to measure Andy's penis."

I was shocked. I hadn't considered being made to interact with Andy so intimately. I have played with Ashly and Marcus at her request, sucking his cock and giving him handjobs, but never with another cuckold.

I looked at Andy who was wearing the same look of befuddlement that I sure was on my face. Ashly's words echoed through my head, "There will be no shame here tonight." I decided that I was going to abide by my wife's demands tonight. I enjoyed being humiliated and she had learned just how to push my buttons and bring me unspeakable pleasure.

I looked at Nicole whose eyes were alit with excitement. I suppose she too wanted to see her cuckolded husband be handled by me. I walked over to Andy, who surprisingly didn't flinch and took a hold of his little penis. I felt a strange surge of adrenaline and offense course through my body. I put the tape measure next to it and tried to estimate it's length.

"Oh, no no no Brett," Ashly said. "We want to know how big it is hard."

I looked at Ashly who now had her hand between her legs rubbing her pussy.

"How is he going to get hard?" I asked, worried slightly about the response.

"Well, you can jerk him off or suck his dick. I don't care. But, I want a measurement and I want it NOW." She began furiously rubbing her pussy through her thin, leopard print panties.

"Maybe you and Nicole can show him your tits. That might do the trick," I suggested, hoping to avoid the inevitability.

"Hmm," Ashly pondered. "What do you think, sis?"

"Well," Nicole started, "I know Andy's fantasizes about your big tits. He told me so one night when I was beating his testicles with a hairbrush to get some secrets out of him. He thinks your tits are big enough to wrap around his skinny dick. He wants to fuck your tits and cum on your face. I use that fantasy on him a lot if I want him to cum quickly."

Andy looked at the ground, apparently a little ashamed. I was a little jealous. Another cuckold was getting his tiny rocks off thinking about my hot wife? And her sister was using her tits to make him cum?

"Mmm," Ashly said, knowing that she now had a great deal of power over Andy, "It that right, pencil dick? Does mini-me squirt when you think about these big tits wrapped around it?" She squeezed her tits together mockingly. Andy looked up to see her do this and his little dick jumped slightly in my hand.

"Told you," Nicole said. "I love beating his little balls. He cries and will tell me anything I want to know. Thinking about your tits was the most tame thing he confessed to that night. You should hear some of the stuff he did in the army."

Andy turned a dark shade of red. I was intrigued. What did he do in the army?

I remember the first time Ashly let it slip that she had mentioned something to Nicole about our sex life. She was stroking my little dick and the sudden knowledge that her sister, whom I adore and lust after, knew that I have small dick and that my wife enjoys sex with well hung men made me explode right onto Ashly's D cup breasts.

For 3 years, we had both enjoyed a femdom relationship in the bedroom. We spoke often of Ashly taking on lovers. She would talk constantly as I lay on top of her, thrusting away with my rigid prick. Ashly would tell me of old boyfriends and of men she'd love to get into bed. All of them, in her eyes, we much better hung than I was. I loved to hear her talk about men with cocks, real cocks, that hung down low when soft and stuck out far from their bodies when hard. She would squeeze my balls, nearly crushing them sometimes, as she told me over and over that I have tiny balls, no bigger than her 3 year-old nephews.

I eat Ashly's pussy on command. If she wants me naked, I strip. If she has a fantasy, I fulfill it. In return, she sees that I stay sexually satisfied, but not always with sex. So when she told me she wanted to include Nicole and Andy in our filthy, depraved sex play, I whole-heartedly agreed.

There I was, standing mostly naked in front of my lovely, voluptuous wife and her slender sister. My hand wrapped around Andy's skinny little dick.

"Ok," Ashly began in her assertive tone, "Andy, you sit here on the edge of the bed. Brett, you are going to kneel between his legs. You will suck on his skinny prick while Nicole and I put on a little show for him behind your back. But first, come over here to Nicole. I want her to push your little balls up inside of you and pull your panties up tight. That way you can FEEL like a little bitch... while you're showing all of us what a little bitch you can be."

My mind surged with anxiety and excitement. I was going to take Andy's penis into my mouth. In front of his wife and mine, no less. But, I was finally going to be touched by Nicole. I walked happily to her at this prospect.

I stood in front of Nicole, my little penis displayed to her proudly. I was almost shaking as I watched her examine my undersized genitalia, waiting eagerly for her soft, small hands to contact my sensitive flesh.

"Well, they are a little bigger than Andy's," Nicole spoke confidently. "It does help to soften them up a bit first. You know, by squeezing and slapping them. You don't mind do you?" She glanced at Ashly, who was now furiously fingering herself beneath her leopard print panties.

"Mind?" Ashly asked breathlessly. "Do you worst, he'll love it. Just no permanent damage, ok?"

"I'll do my best," Nicole said coyly. "But if I castrate him accidently, it's not like it's any big loss, right sis?" This suggestion sent Ashly into her first loud orgasm. She shook and shuddered for a full 30 seconds before slowing her breathing and cooing to herself.

"Not really," Ashly said in between sharp breaths. "I haven't let him fuck me in almost a year anyhow. Marcus requested I deny him my pussy for a while and I happily agreed."

Without warning, Nicole delivered a fierce punch to my testicles. I am used to regular testicle punishment, but Ashly usually starts soft and works her way up. This sudden crushing of my testicles dropped me to my knees. I looked up at Nicole sitting on the edge of the bed. I was face level with her pink pantied crotched.

"Mmmm," she cooed. "That made me fucking WET! Stick your face in there and smell my pussy."

Nicole pulled my hair until my face was buried between her thighs. I could feel her wetness soak my face. I had dreamed of eating her pussy for so long that the smell of her made the pain in my testicles fade into nothingness.

"Mmm, look Andy. Brett's got his face in my pussy," Nicole said in a teasing voice. "Maybe I'll let him eat me. Ashly says Brett is a master pussy eater. I guess he'd have to be with his short dick. I bet he is better than you."

"Stand up, little bitch," Ashly barked, now standing up off of the bed and yanking my arm.

Nicole took hold of my penis, pinching the head and pulling on it hard to stretch it out.

"Wow, there just really is much to it, is there?" Nicole teased. "I mean, most mean have some MEAT between their legs. Something hanging there that is meant to please a woman. Brett, you have nothing between your legs. That's why I am going to push your tiny little balls up into abdomen."

"Wait," Ashly interjected excitedly. "I have an idea." She pushed me onto the bed and climbed on beside me. Pushing me into a prone position, Ashly threw her leg of my head and mounted my head, facing toward Nicole, Andy and my little penis. She slid her panties to one side and sat down on my face. "Eat my pussy, bitch. And Andy, come here and kneel between Brett's legs."

Andy looked apprehensive so Nicole yanked him over by the arm. Although I couldn't see it, I heard the echoing thwap of nicole slapping Andy's ball. She must of hit him especially hard because I felt him crumple against the bed instantly. My own balls surged with pain in sympathy.

"Good," Ashly continued. "Now Andy, look at Brett's balls. I want you to wrap your thumb and forefinger around them and squeeze tightly."

I felt Andy's hand trembling as they slid up my thighs. I shivered as he grabbed hold of my balls roughly. I felt my little marbles pinched off tightly as if a vice grip had been placed on them. Being used to a woman's delicate touch, this sudden severe treatment made me both excited and very scared. I moaned loudly into Ashly's dripping pussy.

Ashly began slowly, "Now Andy, I want you to think about this. It was Brett here who talked me into cuckolding, which lead to me meeting Marcus. And because of that, I was able to prove my sister, your wife, with an eye-opening and cunt opening sexual experience. So, in essence, Brett is the reamister you are a cuckold and why your wife has sex with a hung black man while denying you!"

I felt Andy's grip tightening on my balls. I arched my back and legs in anguish. I was afraid he might tear them off.

"Now, now," Ashly cooed. "Don't hurt him... yet. I want you to think about all of that and then I want you to slap his balls 3 times."

The relief of Andy loosening his grip on my throbbing nuts was only temporary. Before I could even take a relax breath, fire poured through my body as Andy landed his first blow. It was ferocious, mind-numbing and erotically delicious.

"Wait," said Nicole. "In between each slap, I want you to suck on his balls. That will get the red flowing and make them swell up for a minute."

I began licking Ashly furiously. I knew she was in ecstasy witnessing this scene. Me, sladyed beneath her dripping pussy, Andy with my little, throbbing, punished ball in his hand. And her sister, commanding her own little cuckold to suck on very balls of the man who ended his wife's monogamy. I was a bit overwhelmed by it all myself.

Apparently Andy hesitated at this latest command from his hot wife because pushed his face between my legs violently.

"Get in there, boy," She barked. "It's not like it's the first time you've licked men's balls, is it? No! Sergeant Randallman told me all about using your little mouth and asshole through your entire tour of duty, him and his buddies. So, do make me tell you again."

"Are you ever going to let the Sarge fuck you, Nicole?" Ashly asked, beginning to rock her hips on my face signaling her impending orgasm.

"No, he is too much of a freak in my opinion," Nicole replied. "You should hear some of the things Andy told me they did to him. I swear, you slap a man's balls hard enough and he'll tell you everything."

"Mmm, but what a sight for Andy to see. I would love to the Sarge make Andy suck on his huge cock in front of you, getting him nice and hard. Then see him mount you in front of Andy. Fucking you better than he ever could."

And with that, Ashly exploded into orgasm, soaking my face with her juices. She fell almost immediately to her side, panting heavily.

My cock tingled, getting stiff despite all the use. Hearing my wife talk so openly with her sister, in front of their husbands no less, was too much for me. I reached down and grabbed my dick and stroked it a few times.

"Oh my god, that is hot," Nicole said breathily. "You little dick husband is getting hard while my little dick husband is licking his balls."

Ashly eased up onto her elbow to watch. Feeling her eyes upon me exhilarated me. I began stroking my dick furiously.

I was close to cumming. I didn't know if I would be severely punished for cumming, but I didn't care. This was all too much for me. I was overwhelmed with erotic offense.

"Slap my little balls Andy," I cried out.

"What?" asked Andy, shocked at my deprave request. I was actually begging him to punish my testicles right in front of my wife and his.

The girls both gasped and giggled at little at my humiliating display, further fueling my desire.

"Please slap my balls Andy, slap them hard," I begged without shame, masturbating furiously for everyone to see.

In a blinding instant, I felt Andy's hand contact my already battered testicles with full power. I cried out loudly. Cum shot from my penis in long spurts. I continued assaulting my little penis through the longest, most fulfilling orgasm of my life. Completely humiliated, and spent for the moment, I stopped jerking off and laid with my eyes closed. Mentally, I pictured the scene from above.

"Mmm," Ashly spoke softly, snapping me out of my euphoric state. "That was amazing. I think you even impressed Nicole with that pathetic display."

I raised my head to see her sister standing half-crouched with her hand between her widely spread legs. She was frigging herself feverishly and when her eyes met she cried out in a long, body-shaking orgasm. She shuddered for a full minute, never taking her eyes off of mine.

"Feel good sis?" Ashly asked jokingly. "Now Brett, by my count you still have one more good, hard slap from Andy coming. Then, we're going to try something from Andy's army days."

I lay there, balls aching and covered in my own cum. Still wondering:
What DID he do in the army?

Nicole has always been a lovely creature. Sweet, soft-spoken and a good friend to all those around her. Her freckles gave her a youngish quality that made her seem more playful and trustworthy that most.

Nicole's b-cup breasts were perfect, soft upturned globes with the proudest pink nipples. Her ass was lyrical, as if it were sung by a poet rather than made by genetics. My sweet sister-in-law, my wife's sister, sweet little Nicole.

To see Nicole now, in front of me, with one hand in her pink cotton panties and the other still squeezing her breast. Her chest heaved with the last remnants of what she later described as 'the most intense orgasm of her life.'

I looked down at the mess I had made of myself, covering my stomach with the largest load of cum I had managed in quite some time. Andy's fingers were still wrapped firmly around my aching, and extremely red, balls. The look of malice is Andy's eyes let me know that the final blow to my testicles would be one of legend.

"Nicole bear?" Andy spoke sweetly. "Tell me again, who do you prefer fucks you these days?"

"Well, Marcus off course baby," Nicole said chidingly. "His huge, thick black cock fucks me better than you ever could baby. I feel like a real woman, now that he attends to me."

These words seemed to excite Andy in the way only a cuckold could be excited. He grinned evilly and his grip on my balls became viselike.
He had control. He had his manhood back, if only for a fleeting second.

"Then, I guess you have this coming Brett ol' boy," Andy stated ominously while raising his free arm high.

I watched the girls crowd around, as if observers of some historic event. I couldn't stand the anticipation. I closed my eyes.

All I heard was a high-pitched wooshing sound and then everything went black for a split second. The ear-splitting slap that Andy's blow to my testicles produced echoed around the room. Instantly, I crumpled in half, holding my hands over my crotch and writing on the bed.

The girls erupted with laughter. Ashly even stood up and hopped up and down a little with excitement.

"That was SO delicious," Ashly chirped excitedly. "I love this, sis. Why didn't we start doing this a long time ago?"

"Well, I guess it's little dick's fault here for not convincing you sooner to fuck real men," Nicole retorted while giving me a soft poke.

"MMM," Ashly moaned loudly. "How does it feel, baby? Is it humiliating to get your balls busted? Which is worse honey: Getting your little balls slapped around in front of your wife and her sister? Or, getting your little balls slapped around by another cuckold. Another little-dicked man that doesn't get to fuck his wife either?"

Her words stung. But, I knew she was really getting off of this. If there is one thing Ashly enjoys more than fucking Marcus while cuckolding me, it's showing off.

While I was recovering on the bed, Nicole turned her attention to Andy, who seemed a little too proud of himself.

"Did you enjoy that, my little bitch?" Nicole began, in a cute little girl voice. "Did you enjoy hurting Brett's little balls? Did you enjoy a little payback for his being responsible for me, your wife, fucking a big, hung black man rather than you?"

I raised up to witness this exchange. I'd had mine and now I really wanted to see Andy get his. Andy bowed his head a little at her obviously facetious tone, knowing his glory was short lived.

"Well," Nicole stated matter-of-factly, "Don't forget, my loving husband, that you have a SMALL DICK." The last words hung in the air, like ceremonial knives.

"Yes he does," Ashly chimed in. "Remember the night of your bachelor's party? You ******. We had to strip you out of your clothes and throw you in the shower to get all the puke off of you. We laughed at your small dick. I couldn't believe that my sister was about to marry you. So, for fun, I told every woman at your wedding about it."

Nicole chortled loudly and Andy gasped. Apparently this had been an inside joke among the girls for years, but neither Andy or I ever caught wind of it. Andy grinned but turned deep red as the offense set in.

"Well, don't look so sad baby," Nicole consoled Andy. "It's not like they're the only ones. There are still at least a dozen soldiers still in the middle east that know you have a tiny, skinny, useless prick."

"Please Nicole, don't," Andy pleaded meekly.

"Oh yes, dearest," Nicole cooed. "I do believe it's time I get to tell SOMEONE about what you did. I mean, you lied to me. You tricked me. And I should be mad as hell at you. But, the whole thing got me off so much, I've decided to let it slide."

"Woah," Ashly said throwing her hands up. "Tell me, I've got to know."

I eased myself into a more comfortable position. The pain in my balls was subsiding and this juicy new scent was pulling me back to my faculties.

"Well," Nicole faced Ashly and me. "There are many embarrassing, emasculating and humiliating things I could tell you about Private Andy here... but where to begin?"

My mind was swirling, my little dick hardening. Ashly curled her warm body up behind me. We were both posed as if story time was about to begin. But, not a fairytale. A real life account of our brother-in-laws offense.

I couldn't wait. What DID he do in the army?

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The Man I Was


As I walked up to my new office I glanced over at the name on the door. Michael James. I go by Mike, but I liked how official "Michael James" sounded. I was moving up in the company, and I had my first office. In a world of cubicles an office is pretty close to heaven on Earth.

Sitting down at my new desk I took the newly framed picture of my wife, Shannon, and our mister Jacob out of my bag and placed it to the right side of my monitor. The silver frame clashed a bit with my black monitor and I thought to myself that I should switch back to the black frame I had before.

As I pushed the button to turn on the computer I couldn't help smiling. Things were finally falling into place. As I was sitting there with a stupid smile on my face, my secretary Anna walked in to my office. Well, she wasn't specifically my secretary since she was shared by a couple other VP's, but nevertheless she was my first.

Anna was a looker, but not in a conventional way. Living in Minnesota you get used to a certain type, and a latina sort of stands out more than most. She dressed impeccably well for a secretary, or at least compared to some of the others in the office who were a bit more frumpy, and although she wore a bit too much make-up for my liking the combination of her tits and ass made for a wonderfully enticing package. Unfortunately for me Anna would be leaving us in a couple weeks to move back to Texas.

Anna and I got along pretty well right off the bat, the fact that she was married made me a tad more uninhibited around her than I would be normally. It makes it much easier to flirt when you don't think it's going anywhere.

My marriage was actually going very well, but like most of my friends after awhile I got bored with the sex. I missed the excitement that comes along with meeting someone new and relaxing with them for the first time. In a marriage the sex gets rather bland and scripted after awhile, and my marriage is no exception.

Well, the two weeks came and went and it was time for Anna's going away bash. We were all planning on heading over to "Monk's" bar and most of us decided to walk over since it was relatively close. I wasn't really planning on takeing much since my wife couldn't make it out that night, and needed the car in the morning, but once the beer started flowing I found myself takeing a lot faster than I planned.

Around 11 people started filtering out the door and pretty soon there was only Anna, myself, and a couple stragglers who were more interested in talking baseball than hanging out.

"So, you think we should get outta here?" I asked, kind of hoping she was game for hanging out a bit since I was still feeling pretty takes.

"Whenever you're ready. I figured you could walk me back to the parking garage."

"Okay, but I have to sober up a bit first, I'm going to get a couple waters and hang out for another hour or so. If you want to leave though I'll walk you over to your car."

"I'd like to go, c'mon, we should sober up on the way. It's getting cold anyway."

Although I was diappointed in her decision to go, I knew I should be getting home anyway, and I figured worst case scenario I could sit in my car for an hour or so listening to talk-radio. After grabbing our coats we walked down the street and I placed my arm around Anna trying my best to keep us both warm. Playfully I began to lower my hand until I finally had it resting on her waist and and then when no objection followed I let it fall down a little more until my hand was resting on her ass.

"What are you doing?" Anna asked playfully.

"Listen, it's your last day, can you fault me for cupping that wonderful ass of yours?" I responded as I gave her ass a playful squeeze.

"Cupping?" Anna responded. "Is that what you call it. What would your wife think of you cupping my ass?"

"She would probably cut my dick off, but I'm never going to see you again and I just couldn't live with myself if I didn't at least touch it."

With that Anna stopped and took her left hand reaching down to grab my dick through my pants, "What makes you think I won't cut it off."

"Taking risks is what got me the corner office, why stop now?"

With that Anna grabbed my hand and led me over to the storefront and with my back leaning against the brick wall, and with my dick growing stiff in my pants, Anna lifted her mouth up to my ear and whispered seductively, "I'm a married woman."

"And I'm a married man." I responded not quite sure where she was going with this.

After that Anna started walking again and I hurried to catch up. We walked side-by-side for the rest of the way without exchanging another word. I think both of us were assessing just how far we wanted this to go. It was awkward, but at the same time it was exhilerating to be flirting again so much more openly than the fluffy exchanges we shared in the office. After another 4 or 5 minutes we reached the garage and I finished walking Anna over to her shiny black SUV.

"Okay, well I guess this is where we say good-bye," stated Anna rather matter of factly.

"Yeah, any chance for a kiss good-night?" I asked trying to push the envelope just a tad farther. I still wasn't sure I even wanted this, but I had gone this far, and I knew I could stop with just a kiss. Kissing wasn't really cheating anyway. Besides Anna was gone after today and nobody would be the wiser. Well, any thoughts about pulling out of this thing disappeared quickly as Anna moved in and within seconds had her tongue darting around inside my mouth. As we were kissing it ended up being Anna pushing the envelope as she pulled my zipper down and started fishing around for my achingly hard cock.

I was in shock. Absolute shock. Part of me felt like she was teasing, but Anna began undoing my pants and soon had them pulled down just enough to where my cock was now reaching out the top of my boxers. At this point I knew the teasing had ended, and that this was going someplace dangerous. I didn't expect this, I like to plan things out and I hadn't seriously planned on cheating on my wife tonight. At least I hadn't expected things to be going this far this fast.

In what would probably be the last moment where I could have stopped all of this Anna dropped down to her knees. Her tongue darting out to tickle the tip of my penis just like it did when she first put her tongue in my mouth.

She started sucking, slow at first, and then faster, She was rotating around and finally started working on getting th entire 6 inches down her throat. I placed my hands on her head and I just started letting them feel the pace of her head as she moved back and forth. "Oh, fuck Anna." I gasped. "Suck my fucking cock."

"You like having your secretary suck your dick. You know if I wasn't leaving this would be sexual harassment."

"Oh my god, just keep going."

She kept going, and I was getting close. I could feel my dick growing and I knew I was going to blow. I wanted to blow my load in her mouth so badly, but Anna had other ideas. She pulled it out just as I was about to cum and she started jerking me off furiously and within seconds I was blowing the biggest load of my life in and around her open mouth. As I continued unloading she started rubbing my cock all over her face, and she took it back inside to suck out the last of my juices. Her face was glistening and I just kept staring down at this angel that had given me the hottest blowjob of my life.

Anna then rose to her feet - pulling herself up by the sides of my jacket - and when she was back on her feet she grabbed the back of my head and started kissing me. She had cum all over her face, my cum, and she was kissing me. I had never tasted my own cum before, and hadn't planned on doing so any time soon.

It wasn't much, but I noticed the taste was a tad salty. In the back of my mind I started to imagine what I looked like with the same cum-coated sheen on my face that I had been seeing on Anna's face seconds earlier.

"Oh, fuck Anna. That was fantastic." I stated when we finally broke our embrace. We both looked each other and started laughing. Anna leaned back away from me and then came back in for one final deep kiss, before pulling away and stating, "Your turn," as she started to slide her dress up.

"I'm sorry, I...I...I have to go. I don't mean to be an ass, I don't, but I just lose interest after I cum and I have to get home before Shannon starts worrying."

I know it's lame, but I lose interest pretty quickly after cuming and at the moment I wasn't much interested in going down on Anna.

"Maybe I should go home with you." Anna responded, her tone getting more serious.

"Anna, listen," I started putting my hand up to the side of her face, "I hate to go home, this...I mean, we could do something tomorrow if you wanted." At this point I just wanted to get out of there. Her tone was worrying me, and going home would give me a chance to reassess what I wanted to do.

"Get on your fucking knees, or I'll call your wife and let her know your on your way. Does that sound like a plan? Now, keep being a gentleman and get on...your....knees." She let those last three words hang for a between each one.

And I did, I suppose there are worse punishments for having your dick sucked than going down on your secretary. I dropped to my knees, Anna skirt was already hiked up a bit, and as I was going down she pulling it up a bit further. As I reached up around her waist I wrapped my hands around the sides of her black lace panties and noticed pretty distincly she had an abnormal bulge in an area that is generally bulge free.

I guess in the back of my mind maybe I had an idea of what was going on, but I continued to pull them down and when I did a cock fell out from between her legs.

I fell down from my crouched position onto my ass, as my ass hit the ground my head came to rest against the car parked directly behind us, "What the fuck, Anna. What the fuck is THAT?" I asked almost sounding like I didn't know what a cock was.

"What do you think it is."

"I mean, I know what it is, but how." I stammered, I was well aware of a what a transsexual was, or was supposed to be, but having no experience or encounters in my life I guess I just always assumed they were manly, or at least certainly nothing like this.

"It is what it is, and it is what you're going to be sucking on in a minute." As she finished her statement she moved in, I was now sitting down with my face right in line with Anna's cock as it approached my closed lips. Anna started rubbing it against my face, and I just sat there moving head from side to side. I was still in shock. "Open that fucking mouth Mike." Anna demanded.

It was strange it felt so soft, and light against my cheecks as it rubbed up against them. Part of me wanted to leave, but part of me was getting turned on. After all it was still Anna, the woman I lusted over for so long. Hearing her talk to me like that, like I was her bitch was turning me on.

"Open your mouth Mike or your wife is going to get a call." Anna demanded.

She took one final stop closer and the head of her cock was just inches from my mouth. This was a do or die a moment, a moment that defines a permister. I had so many thoughts, but so little time to really do anything about any of them. I couldn't stop staring at her cock though, her completely shaved cock and balls, and it looked so different from mine. It was about the same size, but it had more veins, and looked much smoother.

"Do you like what see Mike?" Anna inquired softly, her tone was less demanding now probably because she noticed how my attention had shifted from shock to just a wide-eyed stare.

"Yes. I think I do, but....." My words sort of trailed off as I looked up at Anna and still tried to absord what was happening.

My whole body was on fire, not from passion, but nerves. I was embarassed and turned on, and confused all at the same time. I had so many different emotions running that I think my body was overloading. Was I gay? Like most guys I had thought about sucking cock a few times when I was jerking off, but I never envisioned it being a possiblity. I couldn't deny that having Anna's cock so close to my face was exciting though, it was an excitement that I had never experienced before.

With that Anna stepped closer, her cock was hard and standing straight out. My own cock had an upward curve, but Anna's was straight as a ruler. The veins were clearly visible and I felt like I could hear it throbbing, although that was probably just my own heart.

Anna's demeanor had changed slightly, she took her hand and was now running it through my hair. "Please Mike, just try it. Take it in your mouth."

I then moved back up to my knees and I moved in and wrapped my lips around just the tip. It was more of a kiss than anything, but I tasted precum for the first time. After moving back off the dick for a moment, I finally took the big plunge and wrapped my mouth around his cock.

I moved my head back and forth now, I had Anna's cock in my mouth and it was new to me, but I was enjoying it. My own cock had rebounded quicker than it had in years. My cock was straining again against the barriers of my pants. I now felt like this was something I had to do, and I wanted to do well. I just kept sucking, I tried doing it the way so many women had done for me in the past. I wanted to be good, after years of bad blow-jobs from my wife I think I it was a matter of pride that I wanted to excel in sucking dick.

Anna's hand was now grabbing my head and she pulled me back, removing my mouth from her cock brought me back to reality for a moment. It was almost like she wasn't there before that, I had become so focused on sucking her cock that the she all but disappeared. Looking down at me, she uttered, "That's it Mike. You're a good cocksucker. Do you like being my little cock sucker?" Her tone was almost condescending, or mean.

"I....I love it." I managed to stammer, it was odd to be looking up at someone like this, in this situations. It felt foreign, like I wasn't in control at all. With that Anna took my head and moved it back to where I had my lips wrapped her cock. I increased the pace, sucking harder, and trying harder and harder to help her cum.

"Do you want my cum. Do you want to feel my cum in your mouth?" Anna said.

I didn't slow down at all, it hardly mattered that Anna was speaking to me.

Anna then pulled my head off of her cock and looked at me, she looked different, she had a wicked grin on her face now. "Tell me Mike, tell me you want my cum."

"I do."

"Say it, say you want my cum." Anna was again back to making demands.

"I want your cum." As quickly as I said it I jerked my had back to her cock.

I went back to work like a man possessed, my head was flying up and down her pole, until finally I could feel it growing ever so slightly. I knew the change, and I knew she was close. I kept sucking, and finally she exploded, her cum was now filling my mouth. It was salty and thicker than I expected but I loved it. I loved feeling the texture of it in my mouth, and loved swallowing it.

"You're a little cock whore aren't you Mike. If you weren't acting so nervous I would swear you've been doing this your whole life." Anna stated while giggling a little bit and now looking down at me as I collapsed back onto my ass and against the car parked behind us.

I wasn't sure what this all meant. Was I gay? I was sitting there with the taste of cum in my mouth, and I just watched as Anna put her cock back in her panties and pulled her skirt back down.

"It's normal Mike, you're not the first straight guy to go down on me. It happens a lot more than you would think" Anna said, I think she realized how uneasy I felt and I suppose this was her way of letting me know that I'd be fine.

I looked back up at her again, with an awkward look on my face, and I just couldn't think of what to say. "I'm married."

"I know, and I'm not. It's just easier if I tell people that I am. C'mon, get up." Anna responded, sticking her hand out to help me to my feet.

"Does everyone else know?" I asked.

"Know what? That I'm a transsexual. Nobody knows at work, this has been a long process Mike I didn't just make the change yesterday. Listen, you should clean yourself up and head home." Anna replied, while leaning in for a kiss on the cheek.

"Will I see you again?"

"No. Try to stop analyzing this Mike, this doesn't make you gay." That was the last thing Anna said as she turned and got into her vehicle. She could obviously see me struggling to comprehend it all, and her words didn't do much to alleviate all those conflicting thoughts running through my mind. There was honestly so much more I wanted to ask her, but it was all too much. There I was standing in a parking garage with my shirt untucked, and a stupid look on my face, and the only thought running through my mind was that I wanted more.

I thought everything would change after my experience with Anna.

I wasn't sure how, but what happened seemed so significant in my mind. I thought it would change everything, but it didn't. I went home that night and showered, shaved, and got ready for bed just like I always did. My mind was running in circles, but that was about it. After I finished my shower I climbed into bed and talked about the party briefly with my wife and went to relax.

I woke up the following morning and went about my normal weekend routine, and I went back to work on Monday without the wife having even a hint that anything happened Friday night. I arrived at work and nobody was staring at me, and other than having a new secretary my life post-Anna seemed to be exactly like it was before Anna.

I suppose the one big change was the amount of time I spent on the internet at home. I really wished I could talk to Anna or better yet talk to some of those other "straight guys" that she had been with. I wanted company, I wanted to know it wasn't just me and that I wasn't somehow tainted from doing what I had done. Of course, the internet is the next best thing and I started researching as much as possible. I spent a lot time on forums, and read stories about "gay" encounters and all I did was get myself more confused. There were moments where I thought I could go through with it again, if the situation presented itself, but mostly I just felt confused. I know I don't find men attractive, and I wasn't exactly sure if I could find another Anna even if I wanted to.

Two weeks eventually passed and I really thought this whole thing was behind me as much as it could be. My life had a pattern just like it did before and I was fine with that. Wake up, go to work, go to bed. I could live with that. I thought about Anna a lot and what happened, but I had compartmentalized that one little incident in my mind, and I felt like I could get by with the occasional fantasy and the normal routine of my life.

However, that "normalcy" that I thought had come back all but disappeared after I got a call from security two weeks later. I was sitting in my office when the phone rang, "Is this Mr. James?" The voice on the other end asked. I knew immediately it was security because of the caller ID on the phone.

"Yes, it is. Can I help you?"

"I don't know yet. I'm Chris Vale from down in security. There were a couple cars that were broken into down here and we're trying to interview everyone that uses the underground lot."

"Umm, okay, but I don't know anything about a break-in."

"Yeah nobody does so far, but it's just our routine."

"That's fine. When should I stop down?"

"Umm, we have you slotted for 3:30 - stop down anywhere aroudn that time." Chris stated as he hung up the phone before I could agree to the time.

A couple hours passed and after a quick trip on the elevator I exited and walked up to the security center. I opened the door and walked in to find a rather neat, but unspectacular office with full windows surrounding the enclosure where walls normally would be.

As I entered I noticed a tall wiry looking fellow standing behind his desk. The placard on his desk said his name was Chris Vale, and he was wearing blue jeans and a black button up shirt with a security badge on the right chest pocket. I figured this was the same man I spoke with earlier, and immediately noticed his sharp blue eyes. They were almost too blue, like he was wearing colored contacts or something. He was also bald, with a pretty imposing jawline, and he actually looked a lot like my best friend Tim right after he got out of the Army.

He also had a strange smile on his face, which made me a little uncomfortable right away.

"Hi, it's Mike." I offered my hand for a quick shake before getting our interview started.

"Hey, Mike. Chris Vale. I called you down to go over some things we found while reviewing tapes looking for information on a break-in. Are you cool with that?"

"Sure."

Chris then started detailing exactly why I was called down to his office. Apparently three weeks ago there was a break-in while the owner of the car was out of town for vacation and security was reviewing tapes to try to assist the investigation. I had thought about the security cameras after my night with Anna, but I concluded that the cameras were for nothing more than show and even if they weren't I hadn't noticed any around where we there that night. After a few days passed I sort of put them out of my mind, but now my mind was running in circles as I wondered to myself whether Chris had seen something incriminating.

"Do you know why I called YOU down here, Mike?" The way he said YOU and Mike made my stomach turn. If I wasn't sure before - I was now. I was terrified, he clearly saw something, and I could only assume he saw it all.

"No." I answered matter of factly, trying to remain calm.

"No, what?"

"No.....I don't know why you called me down here."

"Hmm, that's funny Mike," again saying my name with a hard K that let me know he had something on me, "because when I was reviewing the tapes I came across one specific tape that was pretty interesting."

I continued trying to feign ignorance, and after awhile of this back and forth the guard started to get impatient because his monotone was disappearing and he was now sounding increasingly frustrated with me.

"Listen, I'm going to make this easy on you. A couple weeks ago I saw a nice looking fellow on his knees sucking some crossdressers cock. Was that you Mike."

"No, I don't believe it was." Unfortunately for me even if my voice was convincing my face was bright red and I was beginning to sweat.

"Jesus christ you're a tough nut to crack. Listen, I have a fucking tape. Would you rather just 'fess up or do you want me to turn the tape over to your manager? I'm sure blowing some dude in a dress in the parking lot is against company policy. Don't you think?"

I thought before that maybe even if I was on tape I wouldn't be recognizable, but I also knew that the security guard was apparently smart enough to figure out it was me just from seeing me every day walking to the elevator, so I couldn't imagine my manager wouldn't.

"Fine, you know it was me obviously. What do you want?" I asked, hating myself for getting into this situation in the first place.

"Sir."

"Huh?" I responded not quite sure what he meant.

"What do you want, Sir. That's the way you should be asking the question, Mike." Again, with the Mike nonsense. I couldn't stand the way he was saying my name at the end of every sentence he uttered.

"What do you want, Sir?" At this point I just wanted to get out of there. I was hoping he would ask for a quick payoff and I could be done with this all. I could take the tape, destroy it - and be on my way.

"That's better. I'm going to be a nice guy Mike and give you the tape. I was just wondering though, do you suck a lot of dick?"

"No. Listen, I know what you think you saw, and that was.......that was a mistake. It was my secretary, Anna. Do you remember Anna?"

"All I know is that girl had a dick. She was a transsexual, then, eh?"

"Yeah."

"So you like sucking dick? That's what I want to know, Mike. Just tell me, are you a cocksucker?"

I definitely didn't like where this was going. Part of me wanted to just beat him into presentation until he gave me the tape. Part of me just wanted to run and leave town forever. I didn't really know what to do, but I was getting mad, and I was embarassed.

"Listen, I know that you know what I did...can I.....can I have the tape please???"

"You're really getting on my nerves here. AGAIN, are you a cocksucer?" Chris asked with a more intense tone than previously.

"Yeah, I'm a fucking cocksucker, whatever, just give me the fucking tape. PLEASE!!" My voice had changed, I was no longer even sounding composed. I was flustered and practically screaming, although I kept my voice pretty low.

"You're a cocksucker, what?" Mike asked condescendingly.

"I'm a fucking cocksucker, okay. I sucked a cock" I responded sounding increasingly defeated by the events taking place.

"No, dipcuckolds brownie. You're supposed to say, I'm a cocksucker, SIR."

"I'm a cocksucker, SIR," I stated imitiating the tone and inflection in his voice when he posed the question, "So, can I have the tape now?"

"Do you want to suck my cock for the tape then?" Chris was now sounding more in control and I couldn't deny that I had lost control of the situation. I knew I wasn't going to suck his dick for the tape though, I couldn't.

I was mad, and I certainly wasn't turned on. I still had a wife and a young at home, and I was finally getting back to enjoying the normalcy of my life again. I had struggled with this for the past two weeks and I was finally feeling good about moving forward. I just wanted to forget about my temporary obsession, I wanted to dismiss it as merely a momentary lapse of sanity. I really didn't need this to be happening now, not here, not with a guy.

Then Chris decided to change the groundrules offering a different set of conditions. He wanted me to come into the back room with him. He wanted me to just sit in front of him for 5 minutes and watch him masturbate. That was his condition - I would have to sit on the floor like a dog watching him play with himself and I would have to keep "my mouth to myself."

I don't know that this was the best option in the world, but I wanted the tape back and I didn't want to lose my job, and more importantly I didn't want all my references, and all of my friends, and my wife to potentially know that I sucked Anna's cock. I knew I could do this, at this point I was anything but turned on, I hated this guy. I certainly didn't want to suck his dick, and I could definitely sit still for five minutes and ignore this asshole while he gots his rocks off by treating me like some idiot that couldn't keep his hands to himself for more than 300 seconds.

We then walked back to the office exiting the greeting area where the walls were full-length windows. At least I wouldn't be doing this anywhere where people could see us. We had privacy now and I was happy enough for that. As soon as we entered the room Chris lowered his pants, made his way over to the chair behind the desk, and sat down.

"Come on over Mike. Just take a seat in front of me on the floor. I want to make sure you have ringside seats before the show starts." He seemed to be enjoying this too much, and it just made me hate him all the more. I then meekly made my way over, I crouched down sliding my legs underneath me and I was within a foot or so of his feet. Chris then reached down and had me positioned where my back was leaning up against his right leg with the rest of me positioned between his legs.

"Showtime!" Chris exclaiimed as he pulled his loose fitting boxers to the side and let his dick fall out.

The sheer size and girth of his cock left me mesmerized almost immediately. At this point I wasn't feeling anything other than amazement. It was huge. It hung down like a third leg, looked heavy, I never thought of a dick as "heavy" but this thing looked like it could qualify for its own zip code. I just stared, I stared for maybe 15 seconds before I even thought to look up at Chris.

"Big, huh?" Chris asked clearly impressed by his own size as well.

"It's fucking huge." I responded with a hint of awe in my voice, probably providing this imbecile with exactly the reaction he was hoping for.

Mike started slowly playing with his cock, and it was growing quickly. It was so much bigger than my own, or Anna's. It may have been the size of Anna's cock and mine combined.

His monster cock was now stretched up into the air and he continued stroking it slowly. It was 11 inches of cock sticking straight up into the air while being propped up by Chris's hands and I just watched. I was completely mesmerized. As I continued to watch it almost seemed like his cock was pulsating in rhythmn with his hand as he slid it up and back down slowly. He wasn't jerking it to get off, it was clear he just wanted to get it hard enough to show it off for me.

"You like it don't you Mike. You are a little cock-whore aren't you? I know guys like you," he continued stroking his cock as he talked to me.

His hands just kept moving up and down, and I couldn't stop watching. I could almost feel the heat coming off his cock and hitting me in the face I was so close. I didn't even notice as I started moving my own hand over my cock. I don't think I could have sucked his dick on my own, but when Chris took the back of my neck and moved my head in slowly I just couldn't stop him.

I did try pulling back, but only gently, and I was barely putting up any fight at all. He then began to push his cock down with his other hand, pointing it straight at my mouth with his free hand. Finally my lips were within milimeters of the head, the gigantic head that stood at the end of this monstrous cock.

I then opened my lips and I began licking the head. It was just like with Anna, execpt for the extra 5 inches and the fact that I could barely even get the head in my mouth at first. I kept going though, I opened my mouth and finally went beyond the head. I couldn't go far, but I was trying - I wanted it all so badly. I was once again possessed, I wanted this, I wanted this more than anything. I started bobbing my head up and down, his dick was getting wetter, and I was drooling all over his cock while my own cock was again trying to bust through my own pants.

I thought about Anna for a moment, and then my wife, but I mostly I was thinking about finishing off this man that I wanted to beat within an inch of his life just moments earlier.

"Jesus christ, you're a filthy little slut aren't you. Tell me how much you love my cock!" Chris was now grunting a little as I sucked and his hands were all over the top of my head, playing with my hair and occasionally reaching down to move some of the spit and precum that was coming out of my mouth around my face.

He then took hold of my head and pulled me off his hard cock, "Do you want my cock now, Mike?"

I didn't say anything, I just hummed something along the lines of a yes, and started looking up into his eyes. I looked at him with a lust that I hadn't experienced in my life. With Anna it all happened so fast, I enjoyed it, but nothing like this.

"Are you my little gay slut now Mike?" Chris asked holding my head back with his hands.

"I am, I'm a fucking slut, please let me suck your cock." I was pleading now, I felt so helpless, but I loved it.

I loved the taste of his precum, and I loved the feeling of his hard cock pistoning in and out of my mouth.

"You're MY slut though, aren't you? Aren't you Mike?" He pulled my head back off of his cock, but I didn't care any more what he called me, I loved hearing him debasing me like this. I was a dirty cocksucker right then, I really did love it, and I wanted to make him cum.

"I am, I'm your slut...please..." I was pulling my head forward, but Chris hands were still intertwined in my hair. I was so consumed with lust that I think I would have let him pull all of my hair out if it meant I could wrap my mouth back around his cock. Just when I thought I might do that Chris let my head go and I went back down on his cock furiously pumping with one hand as I rode my mouth up and down over his stiff prick.

"Oh, god keep sucking it, keep sucking......" Chris was practically hissing now as he spoke, and started lifting his hips off the chair to feed more and more of his monster. I thought I was about to cum in my own pants when I felt his already impossibly large cock start to swell and I knew Chris was about to cum.

All of sudden it happened, his cum started pouring into my mouth. He was lifting his hips more violently than before and he was pushing my head down his cock, I was gagging and tears were in my eyes, but I wanted it all.

"Swallow it you fucking bitch," he just kept cursing and and the cum was now in my throat, in my mouth, and a lot of it was pouring out and down his cock. I think I surprised myself and Chris when I pulled myself off his dick and immediately dove into his balls and the bottom of his cock to lick up what came out and to rub my face around what was left. I don't even know what possessed me to do it, but I wanted to feel it on my face. I wanted more.

I then took his cock back in mouth. It was softer now and still covered in a mixture of cum and spit but I just kept sucking on it. I loved the taste, and I started to unbutton my own pants. I almost came in them once already and I needed to finish myself off.

"No you don't, get out of here and clean yourself up." Chris pulled his dick away from my mouth and started to stand pulling his boxers back over his cock. I just sat there staring up at him, my pants were almost ready to come off and I wanted to get myself off so badly, but when I continued trying to free my aching cock from my pants Chris grabbed me and lifted me to my feet.

"Get the fuck out of here slut. I have work to do." And with that Chris lifted me the rest of the way and pushed me out of the office and back into the greeting area. I quickly buttoned my pants back up and turned around to say something, but when I did the door slammed in my face. I felt so confused, and I felt hurt, but I also felt something else. I felt dirty, and used, and I liked it.

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The Mechanic


It had to be something simple I thought to myself as my car struggled to make it into the next town. I could see steam from under the bonnet and hopefully it wouldn't do any further damage as it ground to a halt when the owner of the garage came over.

"Hello I'm Bob Pearce but you can call me Bob."

"Now what seems to be the trouble?"

"I don't know it only just started."

"Well let's take a look at it."

"Why don't you go over to the diner and ask for Pearl."

"Tell her Bob sent you and she will take care of you."

"Thanks," I replied as I made my way to the cafe.

There were a number of people watching as I entered and approached the counter where I asked for Pearl.

"I'll have a coffee thanks."

I could see what was happening at the garage as I sat down and she brought me my take.

"Thank you," I replied.

"Don't worry honey." She told me.

"Bob is good and charges fair."

"Looks expensive," one of the customers laughed.

I sipped my coffee and thought that they were all hillbillies as the time ticked by. I wanted to be away from this hick town and on my way home where Jennifer would be worried about me. I hoped that everything would be ok and that I really should going. I lost track of time until I heard the phone ring and Pearl had a discussion with the Bob Pearce the owner of the garage.

"Bob says your cars ready dear."

I thanked her and made my way back to the garage.

I was worried about the cost as I walked towards the service centre as I had little cash until I could get to a bank and this town didn't have one. Bob stood there smiling as he twirled the keys in his hand.

"Whats the damage?" I asked.

"$300," came his reply.

"$300," I snapped.

"Yes its $300.

"That's ridiculous," I commented.

"What did you do change the engine?"

"No it was a sensor in the cooling system."

"These fancy cars cost lots more."

"I don't believe it."

"Look mister."

"It needed a lot of work and it's a fair price.'

"I don't have that sort of money."

"Well then I guess you don't get your car."

"Mr Pearce, I mean Bob."

"Isn't there some other way,"

"No" came his reply.

"Read the sign, its cash or nothing."

My mind raced as I needed the car bad and had to get home quick.

"I can send you the cash Bob honest."

"I'm afraid not."

"It's cash or nothing."

I was trapped and there appeared to be no way out when he again spoke up.

"Well maybe there is one way," he replied.

"Anything," I told him.

"Well you could suck my cock?"

I stood speechless as I looked into his eyes hoping that it was some sort of practical joke. I 'm sure he didn't say it, or did he I thought to myself.

"Excuse me?" I stammered.

"I said there may be some way."

"And you said anything."

"And I said you can suck my cock."

"You don't mean it," I laughed.

"Oh I do mean it," he smiled.

"You city people come up here all high and mighty."

"In your fancy cars with all your money."

"I bet you think we are all hicks here?"

"Now you need me and your gonna pay."

It was no joke as his expression now told me that he meant every word. I needed that car and there was no other way out. I hesitated but he stood waiting for my answer. My eyes avoided his as I summoned the words.

"This is black mail."

"Call it what you like."

"You put my cock in your mouth and you can have your car."

I was trapped and he knew it. There wasn't too much time to think and there seemed to be no alternative. I couldn't I again thought as the images of me taking this strangers cock in my mouth flashed into my head. I could feel myself begin to feel sick at even the thought but what else could I do?

"Well?"

"Alright."

"I'll do what you want."

"Good," he smiled.

"Then follow me and we can conclude our business."

Rick could hear and feel his heart beat loudly as he followed the mechanic through a small dark corridor which led to the back of the service station. The door opened to a small dimly lit room, which had a musty smell and very little furniture in it. There was a bed at the end, which had dirty bed coverings, and on the walls were pictures of women in all different poses. Some were naked whilst others were scantly dressed. Beer bottles lay about the floor along with cigarette buts and food wrappings. At the far end was a shower with a toilet and Rick figured that this room was where the proprietor and his workers came to either relax, or from the odour it was both a toilet and a room where they could have sex or masturbate. The owner closed the door and locked it behind him as he sat on the bed.

"Now why don't you relax," he told me.

"You can get out of those things and let's see what you have to offer," he smiled.

My hands were shaking as I fumred with the buttons on my shirt as I tried to take as much time as I could. I should have never agreed to this I told myself as I pulled the shirt from his shoulders. Next came the buckle of my jeans, then I undid the button and lowered the zipper. I steadied myself and pulled one leg and as I placed them on the bed rail. I now stood before him dressed only in his boxers. The owner motioned his finger and I slide my thumb and forefingers into the waist band of my shorts and lowered them over my hips and thighs, then down my legs until they hit the floor where I stepped out of them. I now stood naked before him as the owner as he ran his eyes over my slim body.

"Oh yes very nice," he told Rick.

"You are one good looking boy."

"I never had me one as young as you," he smiled as he rubbed his cock through his overalls.

Bob stood and unclasped the buckles on each of the straps of his overalls letting them fall to the floor. He wore nothing underneath them and his cock now stood erect. It was about 8'' in length and almost 2'' thick. He stepped out of them and sat on the bed.

"Now boy," he smiled.

"I want you to come over here and put that sweet mouth of yours on my cock."

It was as if Rick was remotely controlled as he moved closer to the owner. He soon found himself on his knees, positioned between the mans legs.

"Go on boy take it in your hand."

"Make it nice and hard," he smiled.

Rick reached out wrapping his fingers around the shaft where he began to stroke it. He could hear the sound of his foreskin, which squelched, as he pushed it up and down the length of the owners cock shaft. Precum oozed from the eye and slid over the head and down the shaft between the flesh of the mans cock and Ricks hand. The owner began to moan loudly as Rick continued to stimulate his shaft.

"Oh yeah baby that's it."

"Stroke daddy's cock real good."

"You know how to please me don't you boy?"

Rick nodded his head as he moved his face closer to the mans crutch, where his tongue darted out as he began to lick the thick round head of the mans cock. He had never been intimate with another guy, as the thought of being gay was the last thing on his mind. He and his girlfriend enjoyed a heterosexual relationship and there was no way that he would be with a male. He was doing this only because the owner had him over a barrel and that there was no other way he could pay his debt. He needed his car to get home and hopefully it would soon be over when he could put this out of his mind or so he thought.

The taste of sweat from his body, mixed with the precum, which had leaked onto it now, filled Rick's mouth. He could feel himself begin to gag as the odour reached his nostrils and he had to control his gag reflex so as not to make himself sick. He could feel the mans cock harden even further as his tongue rolled over the head, which in turn stimulated the cock even more.

"Come on now lick the shaft." he commanded.

Rick responded by letting his tongue slide down the length of his cock shaft, then running it back up the entire length.

"Suck my balls," he hissed.

Rick again obliged as he took one between his lips, rolling it like a sweet all around his hot mouth. He took the second into his mouth where he again applied his saliva to it making it nice and wet. His tongue went back to the shaft as he opened his lips and mouth, letting the monster enter his oral cavity. He felt the owner grab his head and hold it tight as he thrust his hips, pushing his cock down Rick's throat. He gagged as it hit the back of his throat which in turn made the him push it even further down his opening. Rick battled to both breathe and stop himself from gagging as the owner enjoyed degrading him and he wanted to get what ever he could out of him.

"Oh yeah baby that feels so fucking good," he cooed.

"You sure know how to suck."

"You must have done this before," he laughed.

"Make it hard and wet so it will slide easy into you."

Rick panicked as he now realised that his ordeal was far from over. He pulled his mouth of the owners cock.

"You told me that sucking you would pay my debt?"

"Listen sissy boy," he snapped.

"One cock sucking doesn't aquatint to your bill.'

"I'm gonna get my $300 worth out of you and that includes me fucking that cute little tail of yours."

"NO."

"I won't do it," I told him.

He now stood and pulled his overalls up re attaching the clasps.

"Well then, I guess you don't want your car that bad," he smirked.

My mind raced and he was again in control, as he reached the door and grabbed the handle. I again had no out and would have to submit.

"Please. Please don't go," I whimpered.

"I'll do what ever you want."

That evil grin returned too his mouth as he made his way back to me at the same time removing his overalls.

"Now that's more like it."

"You try that again and you'll never get you car," he laughed.

"Now what do you have to say?'

I could feel myself start to fetish up as I blurted out the words he wanted to hear.

"Please, I want your cock inside me."

"I can't hear you," came his reply.

"I want you to fuck me."

"Well I guess I could do that," he laughed.

"Now get up on the bed and get that cute little boy pussy ready for me."

I stumred to the bed and climbed up on it, where I positioned myself on all fours. I felt him join me as he positioned himself behind and between my legs. Next I felt the coldness as he applied some grease to my anal opening and he slipped one, then a second finger inside me. I could feel my sphincter start to relax as well as the grease helped make their penetration of me easier. There was now a third finger joining the other two as I bit my lips so as not to cry out. He began to push and pull them in and out of me as he worked to get me ready for his cock to enter. I could feel my hole being stretched wide and I fought my reaction to get up and leave, as I needed my car. He would fuck me and then hopefully my debt would be paid. I now felt his cock head at my opening and he started to push it into my anal hole. It was starting to enter as it made its way with the help of the grease. I could hear him grunt as he pushed it deeper and deeper into me.

"Fuck you are one tight little cunt," he hissed.

"You never had cock in you before?"

I shock me head telling him that I was infact a virgin when it came to anal sex.

There was a time that Jennifer and I had discussed it but we had never tried. She was not so happy about her receiving but was happy to try a strap on for me and now here I was with the real thing deep inside me. The owner now began to fuck me pushing and pulling his cock in and out of me. His balls soon slapped my buttocks as he was in a good rhythm, attacking my virgin arse with his hard cock. He grabbed a hand full of my hair pulling my head back.

"Come on boy work with me."

"Fuck my cock with that cute tight hole of yours."

I began to push back against his cock's advance both in and out of me. I was feeling myself becoming hard and my body now wanted to be fucked. He slipped his hand under me, where taking my cock in it began to stroke me long and hard.

My body tensed as he pulled on my cock and fucked my arse at the same time. I was being turned on and now wanted to be fucked, as I worked with him both pushing my buttocks back and rocking myself in his hand. Oh god it felt so good as his cock poked my prostate and my cock stiffened in his hand.

I wanted him and I wanted to cum inside me. I didn't care anymore as he could use me for his pleasure. His sweat dripped onto my back as he worked hard to get himself off. I gazed at the pictures on the wall and pictured myself as one of them being fucked by my new lover. I was panting and ready to shoot my load and ready for him to do the same.

"Yeah baby push that pussy back," he yelled.

"Work with me and we can both get off."

"You are one hot bitch, aint you?"

He was right. I was now his bitch and he was mating me. I could feel his rhythm intensify as he pumped me like the slut I had become. My cock was so fucking hard and I wanted to cum so bad. I was not prepared when with one last thrust he shot the first of his load into me.

"Oh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk," he screamed as his cock pushed deep into my bowel.

He continued to pound my opening hard shooting more and more cum into me

My own cock twitched and in an instant it too exploded shooting cum onto the pillow of the bed. It kept shooting and shooting as he shot every last drop he could express into me. I screamed with pleasure as I too started to complete my orgasm as the last of both our loads now came from each of our cocks until I slumped forward onto the bed with him still inside me. I felt his cock soften and I now lay exhausted as he removed his cock from my hole. It was now at my face as he told me to lick it off. I complied with his direction and he told me that my bill had been paid. As I got up my bottom ached, as did every muscle of my body. I showered and then headed for my car, vowing never to return but also knowing that one-day I might have to again need servicing from the mechanic.

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The Rally


It was the last Friday of the annual motorcycle rally and I was finally headed over to it after an agonizing week at work wishing I was already there.

In previous years I have been going to this bike rally on Wednesday morning and staying until Sunday morning before heading for home. This year however, I was stuck at work with added responsibilities and could not leave until late Friday afternoon. And with the rally drawing to a close on Saturday night I was a little anxious to get on the road as soon as possible on Friday. Although, if anything could go wrong, it surely did go wrong.

I finally left town around 4 PM and headed east as if on a mission. And I guess I was indeed on a mission, if not known to me at the time. I arrived at the time I had estimated I would and searched for the motel I had made reservations at to settle in before getting started with all the revelry that I figured would be abundant at a function such as this.

I was told at the check in that there was no record of my reservation and there were no accommodations for me that evening. Being taken aback, I was told of an alternative solution if I didn't mind staying at a place that catered to a somewhat different clientele. With it becoming quite late and few options available I agreed to try this place. After waiting for the desk clerk to make the arrangements I was finally given directions to a somewhat remote Bed and Breakfast.

About 9:00 PM I arrived at the Bed and Breakfast, set in a gorgeous valley deep within the hills and very secluded. I was instantly welcomed as I stepped off of my motorcycle and offered dinner.

Having eaten on my way there I declined but did accept a take and was introduced to the other guests. I found it somewhat strange that all of the guests were male and the décor was somewhat feminine. I just ignored these things since I was somewhat tired after the long ride.

I was eventually shown to a room and told that the hot tub was hot and ready for anyone that wanted to sit in it. However the rules were that no clothes were allowed in the hot tub. Being somewhat of an exhibitionist I readily agreed to join in with the hot tub.

As I sat in the hot tub with 3 other men I suddenly felt a hand on my thigh. I had already had a few takes in the lounge so I was not very responsive to my normal instincts and did not make any move to discourage the advances that were being made towards me at he time. It was not long before I felt a hand caressing my quickly hardening cock. I was thinking that, this is not right, I am not gay, why, am I getting hard as this guy is playing with me. I tried to move away from him but only found another hand reaching for my hard cock from the other side as I did!

I decided to just relax and let them do what they were doing as it felt good and hopefully they would get tired of this since I was not reciprocating. This plan actually backfired as they took my passiveness to indicate that I wanted to become their play toy. As I struggled with them I realized that I had waited too long to protest. They told me that they were going to teach me not to be a cock tease and would be fucking my mouth and ass all night long as punishment.

I was stripped, placed onto a bed and tied down face down to, await whatever might happen. After what seemed to be an eternity I finally felt the bed I was on, begin to move as another permister was getting on it with me. I was somewhat apprehensive as I was naked, tied in a spread eagle position and extremely vulnerable. After what seemed like forever, I felt whoever had climbed onto the bed move above me and slap my face with his hardening cock. He was calling me names as he slapped my face with his cock and pressed it against my lips. "Suck it bitch" he told me. I had no choice and did as he said. As my mouth was being fucked I felt another permister begin to lube my asshole then a finger was powerd into it. As this permister fingered my asshole he was telling the other guy how tight it was and how he was going to really enjoy fucking me. Then he pulled out his finger and I could feel the head of his cock begin to enter me. It felt like I was being split in two as he pushed it inside of me. He held still for a second to let my asshole get accustomed to the feeling of his hard cock before beginning to pump the entire cock in and out in a slow rhythm. This did not last long however as he soon began to go faster and harder and then suddenly stopped and pulled my hips tight against him and began to shoot his hot cum deep inside my bowels before pulling out. Now the man fucking my face pulled his cock out of my mouth and got behind me to have his turn as well. I was still somewhat in a daze after just having my ass fucked and was not even aware of what he was doing until I felt the head of his somewhat bigger cock pop into my anus causing me to try to move away from it but unable to get away as he pushe it all the way in with one strong thrust. I moaned into the pillow as he began fucking me fast and hard. He was asking me if I liked it and when I did not answer he pulled my head up and told me that he knew I was liking this and after he was done he was going to leave my in this position and invite his other two guests to fuck me as well. All I could do was moan now as it was indeed beginning to feel good having his cock invading my ass. I was actually pushing back to meet his thrusts now when he reached underneath me and stroked my cock. I instantly shot my load as soon as he touched my hard cock and he laughed, saying, "I knew you liked this you little cock tease". Then he too shot his load of hot cum deep inside of me before pulling out to finish cumming over my ass and back. I laid my head back in the pillow and tried to just close my mind to all that had just happened when I heard the door opening and the two guys laughing and telling me to get some rest as the night was no where even close to being over for my ass fucking.

As I was beginning to dose off I again felt the bed begin to move as another man was climbing onto it. I the felt my ass being pulled up powering me into a kneeling position again and then a hard cock was roughly shoved deep into me again. This man had a much larger and longer cock than the first two did and I screamed into the pillow as I felt like I was again being ripped in two. He just laughed and told me that I better get used to his cock as his friend with him was much bigger both longer and thicker. As he told me this my head was pulled up from the pillow and I was looking directly at the biggest cock I had ever seen. As I began to tell them I could not take anymore this cock was powerd past my lips and right up against my throat. As the man behind me was fucking my ass the one in front of me began to get into the same rhythm and they both soon shot their loads together. One deep in my asshole and the other right down my throat.

The cock in my asshole soon began to soften and he pulled out of me, but the one in my mouth stayed there and this man was telling me to keep sucking as he wanted a turn at my ass now and I needed to keep him from getting soft before he got to it. Having no choice I did as told. After what seemed like an hour, although most likely only a few minutes, he pulled out of my mouth and moved around behind me. He slowly began to push his monstrous cock into me as I moaned in a combination of pain/pleasure. I had actually become a cock slut and was enjoying having my ass fucked by now. I was begging him to fuck me as he slowly moved in and out in a rocking motion. I then felt hands underneath me begin to stroke my now rock hard cock. I knew I could not take much more before I would lose my second load tonight while being ass fucked. Then the cock in my ass began to twitch and I could feel it begin to shoot its load of hot cum and just as it did I began to shoot my load all over the hand stroking it beneath me.

They then dressed, untied me and left me to fall arelax.

When I awoke the following morning, I quickly got dressed and left there as fast as I could. Not entirely understanding the feelings I was feeling about all that had happed to me the night before. But I am thinking that I just might return to that place for another visit soon.

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The Start


I had always considered myself open minded about sex, but was also a committed heterosexual male. That all changed one night. I was with a couple I had been with before. We had enjoyed several evenings of sex which revolved around soundly fucking Renee. Ron and I had never touched each other sexually. Near the end of this particular evening, Renee was sucking Ron's cock as I watched. Ron came in her mouth and I assumed she had swallowed his load as she always does. Renee eventually worked her way over to me. She started to kiss me. When she slipped her tongue into my mouth I realized she had not swallowed Ron's cum but was instead sharing it with me. For some reamister, I was turned on beyond belief. I french kissed her and took all the cum she would share with me. I naturally swallowed all she would give me. When she was finished, she looked at me and asked me if I liked it. I did not say a word but had a big smile on my face. We got dressed and I left their home wondering what had just happened.

On the way home, I could not get out of my mind that I had swallowed Ron's cum. I was not sure what I thought about it, but I had a hard on as I recalled all that had happened that night. As I tried to relax that night, I could only think about the taste of Ron's cum in my mouth. As the night went on I began to entertain thoughts about getting more of Ron's cum myself. I was fantasizing about sucking his cock, taking his cum load into my mouth and swallowing it completely. I was so hot, I was ready to cum again. As I continued to image myself kneeling in front of Ron sucking his cock, I was stroking my cock. As I imagined Ron cumming in my mouth, my cock burst my own load all over my hand and belly. When I calmed down, I could not resist licking my cum off my hand and then scooping up the remainder of my orgasm and licking it off my fingers and swallowing it. I finally fell arelax.

When I woke up the next day, I had another hard on and I could still taste cum in my mouth. I got up and took a shower. I really did not want to eat or take anything because I wanted to enjoy the taste of cum in my mouth. I eventually did have a cup of coffee as I sat naked in my kitchen. Every time I recalled the night before, my cock would hardened. I kept fantasizing about sucking Ron's cock and swallowing his cum. I tried to put my cocksucking fantasy out of mind, but it kept coming back. I finally gave in and stroked my cock until I came all the time dreaming about sucking Ron's cock and swallowing his load. I of course licked my own cum up and swallowed it. I could not figure out what had come over me. I had never wanted to taste cum, let alone suck a cock. But here I was dreaming of sucking a real man's cock and swallowing his cum. My orgasm quieted me down for a while, but by evening I was back to my fantasy. I held off until I went to bed, but could not relax without masturbating to my cocksucking fantasy and then licking up my own cum.

When I woke up the next morning, I knew what I had to do. After I arrived at work, I rehearse what I would do. I would call Ron and come right out and ask him if I could suck his cock. It took me a while to get up the courage, but around 10 am, I called Ron at his office. After some small talk, I got real serious and told him I had something to ask him. I blurted out that I just had to suck his cock. He snickered a bit. He said Renee had told him I would call him to ask him if I could do just that. She had evidently told him about what she had done to me two evening before. I was stunned but glad he did not laugh at me or get mad. After what seemed like an hour of silence, he told me I could suck his cock if I wanted to. I asked him when and where. He said if I was so anxious, I could come to his office at lunch and do him. I was shaking as I agreed to be at his office around 11:45.

I could not contain myself as I prepared to leave. I told my secretary I would be out for lunch and might not be back until later on. I left a little earlier that I needed to, but I was really anxious to "scratch my itch". When I got to his office and told his receptionist I was there to see him, she said I did not have an appointment. I told her to call him. When she did, he told her to escort me back to his office. When we got there, he was not there. She had me take a seat and told me he would be right back.

I was alone in his office for about 5 minutes before Ron came in. When he came into the office, he closed the door and locked it. He had a sly grin on his face as he walked over to his desk, turned to face me and lean on the front of the desk. He spoke first.

"So, you want to suck this, huh?" as he grabbed his crotch. I told him about the past day or so. I told him I just had to find out what it was like. He told me he was not going to let me suck his cock unless I was naked. I did not care and immediately stood up and stripped out of my clothes. When I was naked, he told me to come over to him and kneel in front of him. Once I was on my knees, he told me to open his pants. When I unzipped his pants and reached in, I found his cock semi hard. He was not wearing any underwear. I pulled his cock out and licked the head. I was possessed with the desire to suck his cock. He murmured a sound and I took that as sign he wanted me to continue. I took his cock into my mouth and began to work my tongue on the underside of his cock and it swelled in my mouth.

Once he was fully erect, he grabbed my head and began to slowly fuck my mouth. I was just in heaven sucking his cock and bobbing my head up and down on the mushroomed dong. I gagged a little as he fucked me deep into my mouth. I was in heaven as I took more and more of his cock into my mouth and down my throat. Just as I was getting into a rhythm, I felt his cock swell up and he started fucking my mouth harder. I knew what was coming and I prepared to take his load in my mouth. I had to feel it spurt into my mouth, taste it and then swallow it. It took about 10 more seconds before his cock just let loose. I knew I could handle the load. I just sucked and swallowed. He finished in 10 or 15 seconds and I was officially a cocksucker.

When he finished and I had cleaned all the cum off his cock, I leaned back on my haunches and looked up to him. His eyes were still closed. When he opened them, he smiled and told me I was just as good a cocksucker as Renee. He asked me if it was what I expected and I nodded my head and smiled. He put his cock back in his pants and sat in a chair by the window. I just sat there naked. I just felt comfortable sitting naked in front of the first man whose cock I had just sucked. I knew this was not the last time I would be sitting naked in front of a man who's cock I had just sucked. I was hooked. We talked a bit and the discussion came to where I would go next with my sexuality. I just knew that bisexual was where I was headed and I was anxious to get on with it. I knew I would be sucking more cocks and I suspected I had to try anal sex.

In Part 1, I told the story of how I sucked my first cock. Part 2 relates how I moved very quickly to find out what being a real bisexual meant by getting fucked by a man. I just had to know what it felt like to have a cock sliding in and out of me.

I asked Ron (whom I had just sucked) if he would like to fuck me but he said he was not into fucking men. He said he had a friend who would like to fuck me and could set something up if I would like him to. I said I really wanted him to and he went to his phone and made a call. He talked to the guy on the other end of the line and set Friday as a time for this guy to take my anal cherry.

Then we called Renee. After Ron told her what happened, he gave me the phone. Renee wanted to know how I liked giving my first blowjob. I told her it was all I hoped it would be and more. She said she had enjoyed having Frank fuck her and I would enjoy him too. She asked me if I had ever been fucked before. I told her that Frank would be the first. She told me I had better prepare my asshole for his cock. She told me to get several sizes of butt plugs and dildos to get me used to having a cock in my ass. Once we hung up, I got dressed and left.

I remember thinking that just two days earlier I was a totally hetero man. Since then I had sucked my first cock and made a date to take my first cock in the ass. I just shook with desire and anticipation. I called my secretary and told her I would not be back and headed for the nearest adult bookstore. I walked through the shelves of sex toys. I was so hot. I could barely concentrate. I noticed the video booths in the back of the store and decided to check them out before I decided on my purchases. I got some tokens from the attendant and head back to the booths. The hallway was dark, but I could still make out several men standing around. I went in to an empty booth, locked the door and put some tokens into the video player and scanned the channels as my eyes got used to the light. I found a channel where there were three guys sucking and fucking each other. I settled into watching the video while playing with my cock. I heard someone enter the booth next door to me. When I looked to my right, I noticed light from the next booth. I had heard about "glory holes" but had never seen one. I peeked into the next booth and could make out a rather nice size cock being stroked. I just stared at the cock being stroked when the cock was turned towards the hole and the guy pushed it through the hole. I knew what I had to do and I did not hesitate. I took the cock into my mouth and began to suck it with abandon. I could not get enough cock in my mouth and all I wanted was for this guy to fuck my mouth and cum. I worked as hard as could, licking the bottom of his shaft and sucking on his cock. He could not take it any longer and came powerfully into my mouth. I savored the flavor of his cum and swallowed the whole load. I licked the head a couple of times and he withdrew his cock, put it back in his pants and left.

I went back to watching the video and stroking my cock. I was really enjoying the taste of cum in my mouth as I watched these three guys suck each other's cock. It wasn't 3 minutes before another guy entered the same booth next to mine. He did not waste anytime. He pulled his cock out, stuck it through the glory hole and told me to suck him like the last guy. I was a little shocked that he assumed I would just begin to suck, but then I realized that the other guy must have told him about me. So I went at it again. He was much more vocal, telling me to "suck my cock" or "take it you bitch". I gladly obeyed and sucked him as hard as I could. His cock was not as long as the first cock but it was much fatter. He just grunted, talked to me dirty names and fucked my mouth. He lasted 10 minutes or so before he came.

I was sucking his cum down my throat when I heard a voice from behind me telling to hurry up. I looked behind me and saw a rather large black cock sticking through the glory hole from the other booth. I quickly cleaned up the cock I was sucking and turned to the black cock behind me. I was so hot by then, I would have sucked a horse's cock at that point. I took the black cock into my mouth and the guy just growled, "suck it bitch". I sucked his cock for all I was worth. I couldn't believe it. Here I was on my knees in a booth sucking the biggest cock I had ever seen hoping that it would spurt its load soon so I could swallow it. I really went to work on this cock. I just had to have his cum load. He just grunted and pushed his cock further into my mouth. I swallowed all I could and licked his shaft. He started to grunt even louder and fuck my face quicker and then he just exploded into my mouth. I swallowed as fast and hard as I could. He eventually slowed down and I finished him off. I loved the feeling of this big cock in my mouth. When he was finished, he pulled his cock out of my mouth with a plop.

My mouth was really sore by then and I got up and put my cock in my pants and went back out to the store. I picked out three butt plugs and a big black dildo and paid the attendant. He smiled as he handed me my package and asked me if I had fun in the back. I blushed a little and said yeah. He told me to have a nice day and come back with the emphasis on the come.

When I got home, I was just exhausted, yet high on sex. I had sucked 4 cocks today and was ready to start stretching my asshole so I could take a cock up my ass. What in the world had happened to me? I took a shower and then laid down for a nap. When I woke up, I had a hard on and was ready to try my new toys. I went into the bathroom and pulled out my enema bag and gave myself a long, warm enema. Once I was cleaned up, I took the smallest butt plug, lubed it and my asshole up and gently pushed it into my ass. It was quite an amazing feeling. I felt full and impaled at the same time. When I was used to the size of the butt plug, I moved it around in my asshole to see what it felt like. The butt plug moved against my prostrate and it made me feel like I was going to cum. I then took the small plug out and lubed up the medium one. When I tried to push it in my asshole, there was considerably more resistance before my sphincter finally allowed the invasion of the butt plug. WOW, was I ever filled. My asshole felt so stretched, I could not image anything-larger fitting into me let alone fucking me. I decided to stop there and let my body get used to the mediums butt plug's girth. I spent the night walking around naked with this butt plug in my ass. It became very comfortable to have that plug in my asshole. As I lay in bed trying to relax, I kept repeating in my mind what had happened that day and what was going to happen. I could not keep my hand off my cock. As I stroked it and fantasized, I knew I could not keep from cumming. As I came, I could feel my asshole grab at the butt plug. It was an incredible feeling. Of course, I licked up my cum and then fell arelax with the butt plug in my ass.

I woke up thinking about how nice my asshole felt. I reached back and felt the butt plug firmly embedded in my ass. I knew I had to get to work, so I jumped up and began to get ready. I decided to leave the butt plug in place until I got dressed. Once I had finished with my preparation, I knew it was time to take out the plug and get dressed. Then the thought came to me. Why not leave it in and go to work. I was excited and scared at the same time. What if someone noticed it? What if I had and accident and had to go to the hospital. But wow, what a rush it would be. I decided I could take a chance and leave it in. If I had to, I could always take it out. So I got dressed and went to work. I was in a state of arousal all day. I could not concentrate. All I could think about was the butt plug in my ass and what it was going to feel to have Frank's cock sliding in and out of me. I called Renee after lunch and told her what I had been up to and how the butt-plug felt in my ass. She told me I was such a slut and that I would really enjoy getting fucked. I could barely make it to 5 pm, but I just about bolted out of the office.

On the way home, I decided to stop by the adult bookstore and pick up some porn videos. I went directly to the gay and bi section and found three pretty interesting videos, one gay and two bisexual themes. It was all I could do not to go back to the booths and suck a cock or two, but I had other plans. I checked out the videos as the attendant gave me a strange look. It occurred to me that he might have been the second cock I sucked the day before. I left and just about flew home. I knew I only had one more night to acclimate my asshole to what I hoped was going to be a nice large cock.

Once inside of my house, I stripped down and ran to find the other toys. I quickly lubed up the largest butt plug, pulled out the plug I had in my ass and positioned the largest one at the entrance of my asshole. As I pushed it in, I could not believe how big it felt. I was sure that there was not anyway I could take this large an object into my ass. Just the same, I just had to have it in my ass. So I just gently kept pressure on my asshole with the butt plug as my asshole slowly but surely relaxed enough to accept it. I could not believe I had done it. I felt like there was a baseball bat inside me. It almost took my breath away when it finally slipped past my asshole and into my ass. I just stood there trying to catch my breath and getting used to the massive object reamed into my ass.

Once I had steadied myself, I loaded the VCR and sat down to watch some cocksucking and butt fucking. The videos were what they advertised, professional studs and sluts sucking and fucking. My cock was hard and I was enjoying the video when a scene developed which had this guy getting fucked while sucking a nice big cock. It really set me on fire. I knew I had to know what that guy in the video was feeling as his asshole was being sawed by a nice fat cock. I got up and lubed up the black dildo I had purchased. I knew I could not fuck my ass with a dildo all by myself, so I bought the dildo style with a wide base that can stand up by itself or attach itself to a smooth surface. I put the dildo on the table in front of the TV. I took the butt plug out of my ass and squatted over the dildo. My heart was pumping and I was sweating, I was so excited. I knew if I put that dildo into my ass, I had gone over the line. I just let my asshole down on the dildo and let my weigh keep the pressure on my asshole until again my asshole gave way and the head of the dildo slipped into my ass. Unbelievable was all I could say. I was impaled on something as close to a cock as you could get and I was in heaven. I kept pushing to get more and more of it in my ass. I was consumed with the desire to be fucked by this black cock. The dildo had attached itself to the table. As I tried to lift up and have the dildo slide out a little the table lifted off the floor. I finally figured out the pace I could use to fuck myself with the dildo. Once I did that, I started watching the video again. I could not help but stroke my cock as I fucked myself and watch the guy get it in both ends. I kept thinking I was him as the black cock slid in and out of me. I finally lost control and came into my hand. I watched the guy on the video take the cum load of the cock he was sucking into his mouth and I did the same. I slowly slid the dildo out of my ass and cleaned myself up. I knew I had to keep something in my ass for the night, but did not think I could handle the big plug. So I lubed up the medium butt plug and pushed it easily into my ass and went to bed totally used up.

I woke up without the alarm clock the next morning. I immediately thought "this was the day". My heart jumped as I thought about what I would do that night. The butt plug in my ass felt really good. I knew I was ready. I just had to get through the day. I got up and got in the shower with the remnants of my morning hard on and turned on the water. As I began to shower I thought about that black dildo I saw on the sink edge where I had left it after I had washed it the night before. I knew I just had to have it one more time. I leaned out and snatched it up. I pushed it on to the wall of my shower about asshole high, pulled the medium plug out of my ass and moved up to the dildo. I leaned back and to my surprise the dildo slipped past my asshole easily and right into me. Wow, I was getting used to having a fake cock in my ass. I was possessed. I fuck myself hard and fast. My cock got really hard with out me touching it. I took hold of it and stroked it hard and fast as I fuck my ass hard and fast with that dildo. I just could not hold out and I came into my hand. I licked it up quickly and disengaged myself from the dildo and continued to shower. When I was done showering, I left the dildo stuck to the wall of the shower stall. It looked wild. I quickly finished getting dressed and left for work with the medium butt plug firmly in place in my ass.

I was even more useless at work that day then I was the day before. All I could think about was the butt plug in my ass and what was going to happen to me that night. Renee had called to tell me what time her and Ron were going to pick me up that night. She asked me how I felt. I told her I could not wait to feel Frank's cock slide into me and fuck me like the cum slut I am. She just laughed and said he surely would do that. I stayed in for lunch and finally had to leave around 2 pm. I just could not wait any longer. I was so hot, I would have fucked or sucked just about anyone or anything. As I drove home, I knew I had to cool off. Where better to cool off than at the adult bookstore. I just about sprinted in to the store and bought some tokens. I walked straight back to the booths and entered one. I did not lock it this time for some reamister. I found a gay film and took my cock out and began to stroke it.

It was not 5 minutes before the attendant slipped into the booth. He did not say anything at first. He just took his cock out, pointed it towards me and said, "You liked this two day ago". I was right. He was one of the cocks I sucked. I eagerly took his cock into my mouth. He grabbed my head and fucked my mouth as I played with my cock. He kept saying, "Suck it you bitch" and "you like this big cock you cocksucker". I just grunted and tried to work my tongue on the bottom side of hid cock shaft. I knew that would eventually get to him. He started grunting and pumping his cock into my mouth. His cock swelled and he spurted his cum into my mouth. He told me to swallow his cum (like he had to do that). I swallowed it all and then cleaned his cock off. I kept stroking my cock. When he saw that I still was stroking myself and told me to keep going. He said he wanted to see me cum. I did not last long and spurted my load into my hand. He told me to lick my hand clean and I gladly did. He told me I was really a cum slut and was welcome to suck his cock anytime. I had cooled off by then and put my cock back into my pants.

I left the store and headed home to get ready. Ron and Renee were going to pick me up at 7 to take me to Frank's place. I stripped and decided to give myself an enema. I wanted to be real clean for my first fucking. Once I was clean out, I stepped into the shower. There, still stuck to the wall was that black dildo that had reamed my ass out last night and this morning. By now I was so excited about what was going to happen, I just stood and stared at it. I knelt down and took the fake cock into my mouth. Hmmmm, do I love the feeling of a cock in my mouth. I was hard again. I just naturally stood up and turned my ass towards the dildo. I just backed up to it and push the head past my asshole and in to my ass. I had never had anything in my ass before two days ago and now I was slipping big black dildos into it like it was as normal as taking a take of water. I pushed it all the way into me and just stood there taking in the feeling of being fucked by a big cock. I came to my senses and slowly withdrew off the dildo and finished my shower. I thought it would be a good idea to put a butt plug in to keep me stretched out and put the medium one in and got dressed.

I did not have to wait long for Ron and Renee to show up. Renee seemed particularly excited. She said she really wanted to see me with Frank's cock sliding in and out of me. She said it really turned her on. She said that she had talked to Ron about him sucking a cock or taking one up the ass and he was not interested. Ron confirmed that emphatically. We drove above 20 minutes and entered a nice apartment complex. We got out of the car and Ron led the way. He knocked on a door and this tall, slender black man answered. I was taken back a bit. I had not imagined Frank as a black man, but once I got used to it, I was really excited about it. He welcomed us in and said to me "Well, this must be my bitch for the evening". I blushed a bit but acknowledged that I was his for the evening. He smiled and made us takes.

After some small talk, he asked me if I was ready. I nodded my head and he told me to follow him. Ron and Renee got and followed also. Renee said, "Boy, I can't wait to watch this". We got to the bedroom and Frank told me to strip, which I did. He said he liked his sluts naked when they took care of him. He walked up to me and pushed me to my knees and told me to take his cock out. I unzipped his pants and reached in. He was not wearing any underwear, but his cock was sure there. I hauled it out and was mesmerized. It was long (eventually 9") and smooth and rather slender. I relax because I knew I could fit it into my ass. He wanted something else first. He grabbed my head and guided it to his cock. He told me to open my mouth and suck his cock. I gladly did just that. I sucked it in as far as I could and then just started bobbing my head. Frank gasped a bit and told Ron that I was really good. I took that as a compliment and really went at it. I wanted his cum right then. It did not take long for him to give in because 4 or 5 minutes later I was given the biggest, sweetest load of cum I had ever received in my brief career as a cocksucker. I licked his cock and cleaned it off as he backed away.

He fell back on the bed with a smile. He told me that Ron had told him I had just started to suck cocks but that I must be a natural, as good as I had sucked him. He looked over my shoulder and asked Renee if she was ready. I looked at Renee and she was naked. I looked at her with a questioning look. She just smiled and reached into her bag and pulled out a large black dildo with a harness on it. She said that it was her job to loosen me up for Frank's cock. By then, Franks had slid up the bed and told me to 'assume the position" on my hands and knees on the bed. I did and heard Renee slip the harness on and tighten it up. I felt her kneel on the bed and then she pulled the butt plug out of my ass. She asked me if I was ready and when I nodded yes, she put the head of the dildo at the entrance of my ass and push it gently into me.

Frank told Ron to come over to the bed and get some of me. Ron came over and took his clothes off as Renee worked her dildo further and further into my ass. Ron slid on to the bed with a semi erect cock and told me to get to it, just like in his office. Renee snickered as I took Ron's cock into my mouth. Renee was feeling good in my ass and Ron was hard almost immediately in my mouth. I decided to concentrate on Ron's cock. I sucked him hard and with allot of tongue on his cock shaft. He started moaning and pumping his cock up into my mouth. He was really hot and did not last very long before he pumped his load into my mouth. I swallowed it and licked his cock clean.

I had no sooner cleaned Ron's cock off then Frank told him to get out of the way. He slid in front of my mouth and told me to get him hard. He kept telling me to do a good job if I wanted a good fucking. Renee said she thought I was ready and Frank got up and moved behind me. He told me to get on my back which I thought was strange, but I did as I was told. Frank pushed a pillow under my ass and knelt between my legs. He looked me in the eye and asked me if I was ready to become his fuck slut. I just nodded my head. He pushed my legs up to my chest and told me to reach down and guide his cock to me asshole. Then he made me tell him what I wanted him to do to me. I begged him to fuck me in the ass with his beautiful big black cock and cum in my ass. He smiled and told me to guide his cock into my ass. I felt his cockhead at my asshole entrance and then he just pushed it into me. I was flushed and excited all at once. He asked me how it felt. I just grunted and smiled as he slid his cock all the way in and rested his weight on me. Now I knew how a woman felt when I was sliding my cock into her from above. I was amazingly comfortable as he started to fuck me with a slow rhythm.
I was so hot feeling his cock slide in and out of my ass as I looked up at his closed eyes. Renee squealed that from where she stood I looked like a slut being fucked in the ass. I was really enjoying this when Frank decided to really fuck me. He picked up the pace and started to slam his cock into me. I was on fire. I looked down and saw that my cock was hard. I had not even paid any attention to it. Frank started to grunt and tell me I was a tight hot slut and he was going to cum in my ass. I started to really get into it and began fucking him back with my ass. It kind of became a blur, but I remember cumming on my belly and then feeling Frank spurt his cum load into my ass. He was grunting saying 'Fuck...Fuck....Fuck" as he came in me. When he was finished, he laid on top of me for a bit. Just as he was pulling out of me he told me I was a good fuck and he would do me again real soon (which was true, but that is another story). He saw my cum on my belly and told me to clean it up. I just scooped it up and licked it off my fingers. Franks said I really was a cum slut.

We all got dressed and we left. Renee was all questions; wanting to know how it felt and will I do it again. I told her it was all I hoped it would be and yes, I would be doing it again as soon as I found another cock to suck and fuck. We all kissed as they dropped me off at my house. I was exhausted and fell into bed.

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Cuckold Humiliation


Where do I begin? Probably with my first meeting with Claudia, just 27 years old, and my gorgeous blond girl friend, with her stunning figure and beautiful light blue eyes, set in a face which seemed constantly smiling and happy. How I was so lucky to have found such a beauty and such sweet innocence. I just couldn't believe my luck, 44 now, and no real thought to settling down and here was this gorgeous young woman, so much my junior and so much in love with me, as I was with her. It just seemed a wonderful dream. I knew the comments of some of my associates who said it wouldn't last or asking what the hell she saw in such an old bastard. Some even asked behind my back if I was earning a lot of money. These were all jealous comments which came to my ears. Indeed I wasn't rolling in money and when I actually plucked up the courage to ask for my Claudia's hand, romantically on one knee with a big bunch of red roses, I was stunned when she readily agreed.

We talked at length about our plans and decided it would be best to get a mortgage as soon as possible and settle down so we would not have two households to fund. I was rather startled to be told that she would readily agree to all this but on one condition, that I had no sex with her until our wedding night. I was rather taken aback but thought there must be some sort of reamister for this, and only found out later when I became more insistent about relaxing together. She started to tell me about this young man who had been her boyfriend and had tried to **** her when she was 17. She suddenly burst into tears and I consoled her, feeling really bad for having pressed the point. So that explained why she seemed to like more mature men, as I liked to think of myself, and I did not refer to it again and, of course, although with some reluctance felt I could wait until the big day and we were married.

It had all seemed like one beautiful dream and I just couldn't believe my luck. I had a good job in a growing company which had just been taken over. I had not lost my job in the process and even managed to get a sort of promotion as I was now working directly for my new boss, a big black man aged in his late thirties or early forties. He seemed remote but that is how I preferred it; to be able to get on with my work without interference.

And yet it then all went horribly wrong and ended in me suffering offense at the hands of my new boss and his evil young teenage mister. My young bride to be, mine suddenly in name only, was to be turned into their slut and whore and I was powerless to stop them. It all happened so quickly and Claudia seemed to be turned into a junkie, needing her fix, a fix my boss was eager and able to give, his cock being bigger than mine. Those carefree days just two weeks ago when I had been looking forward so much to getting married and finally sharing my beautiful Claudia's bed instead of now relaxing in the spare room.

I was relishing the thought of sharing everything with her, caring for her, enjoying her body instead of now kneeling at the end of our big kingsize bed as I was, watching in sheer horror as my boss, Mr Jackmister, lay naked on top of her, between her open legs, pounding her tight pussy, as she moaned under him, clutching at his back, her nails raking his black skin, leaving slight whitish streaks as she arched her body and wailed loudly as if in agony, her face screwed up in a mixture of pain and pleasure as she climaxed, her body shuddering as if high voltage were flowing through it. I could hear his voice, calm, intoxicating, telling her what a good girl she was and how she could have this ecstasy regularly, indeed, that she needed it and how only black cock could give her the fulfilment she needed.

He pulled out and lay down beside her. His cock still erect and glistening with their juices. The cover on the bed crumpled and dotted with damp dark spots. Claudia looked at me, or to be more truthful, she looked THROUGH me, her eyes glazed as she sighed and sobbed, seemingly unaware of her surroundings, just feeling the sudden lack of black cock, real withdrawal symptoms!

"C'mon baby!"

Mr Jackmister said gently, grinning nastily at me as he held her hips and helped her to straddle his body, guiding her down onto his erection.

"There it is, baby,"

he breathed gently, his voice suggestive, enticing.

"You have my big black cock again, no need to worry, just enjoy, let it enter that pretty pussy of yours. Let yourself down on it now so that it can give you what you so badly need!"

His voice was having the magictic effect he wanted as Claudia started humping up and down on it as he grinned at me, winking as he guided her up and down, his magnificent 9 inches glistening as her pussy clamped onto it. He had to do little to encourage her as she was riding him now eagerly, as if haveged, her face void of any expression, her whole body just existing to impale herself on this black meat.

I, too, seemed rooted to the spot, watching as this sexual athlete fucked the young woman I loved, the bed creaking as they rutted like naturals before my eyes. The light by the bedside throwing a golden glow on them. His strong black body contrasting so starkly with the whiteness of Claudia's soft femininity. The steady CREAK, CREAK of the bed as he took her. Their bodies moving in unimister, his pushing up to meet hers as she almost fell on his.

I jumped as I hear a click and came back to reality. Mr Jackmister had clicked his fingers and just pointed to her pussy and snapped

"Tongue!"

I had no choice, not after what I had been put through that evening in my boss' office when he and his mister had made it absolutely crystal clear who was in command and what my place in the sexual hierarchy was. I lent forward with a sob as Mr Jackmister held Claudia's hips and started stotting up into her, stabbing her repeatedly with his erection. I placed my tongue on the lower end of the shaft as it entered her pussy, tasting the mixture of his and her juices, smelling the sweatiness and sexual scent.

"Cunt"

I heard and I first thought he was just being abusive but when he spoke again, more urgently, more harshly, it was clear what was expected of me.

I licked up and over Claudia's clitoris. I had never done this at all before, as our sex life had been almost non-existent, remaining at the kissing cuddling and fondling stage. Claudia had always been so insistent on remaining untouched as she put it. Sometimes I had wanted to scream and the temptation to try to have my way with her had been almost too much to bear, but I had to keep telling myself she had been through a very difficult time with her ex and I had to earn her trust and love. How long I had waited and how quickly Mr Jackmister had succeeded in infiltrating her mind and overwhelming her, breaking down her reluctance so that she had become the sexual natural she was now.

I pulled her cunt lips gently apart and started licking, feeling her body shudder and hearing her moan loudly in delight. Mr Jackmister, eager to make sure she was aware that this was all his doing, tongued her ear. I could see from her expression that she was enjoying this, in a sort of half haveged stupor. His voice, soft, convincing, magictic, murmuring how good she was and how she needed black cock regularly, had the right to have it and, indeed, had to have it at lest once a day and more. Claudia moaned loudly at this conditioning, her body shivering violently again as her juices started flowing down over his black pole, creamy, and slimy.

I was half expecting to be commanded to lick again, but Mr Jackmister suddenly pushed me away and rolled Claudia around to lie on her back again. His cock, stabbing the air angrily, seemed to be protesting at being removed from its warm wet hole. He quickly lay over her, mounting her again, sliding effortlessly between her wide open legs, her pussy now stretched and well lubricated.

Claudia let out a gasp of air as if exhaling at the doctor's when being examined. He grunted like an natural and started humping hard. His silky black skin somewhat wet from sweat as the dimples on either side of his ass cheeks formed deeply and then relaxed as he rutted away. His whole body rippled in waves as he fucked her. It was almost like a dance. I could see that he was nearing a climax, and was amazed how much stamina he had. He had been fucking away for over half an hour already.

He had started by getting down between her open thighs and working on her pussy, expertly tonguing her and preparing her for penetration. Claudia was now clearly exhausted but totally caught up with this big black man giving her the fucking of her life.

She had been subjected to his attentions and his indoctrination since he had arrived for an evening meal with us, to which he had invited himself by making me believe that he always liked to meet future wives of his employees. He had expertly stepped up the psychological pressure on us both during the whole evening, climaxing (excuse the pun) when he started fucking my young bride to be, enjoying humiliating me and his increasing his hold over Claudia.

I heard him give a strangled groan and watched as he screwed down into her, burying his black cock deep into her pussy, pushing as his body tensed and relaxed. I could see his balls, heavy, full resting on her body, twitching and heard, Claudia sobbing in sheer delight as she felt him squirting thickly up into her, filling her, flooding her, his big black balls, hot, with slight spasms as he dumped his load into her. The beauty of black on white, the beauty of black in white!.

He lay in her for a short time before slowly rolling over onto his back, his magnificent cock slipping wetly out of her, with a squish. It was covered in their juices, creamy and wet, his balls sweaty and wet, too with their sexual exertions.

I looked at my Claudia laying there, serene, still, completely relaxed, her beautiful breasts heaving and gradually slowing as she regained her breath as she fell into a deep relax, not even reacting when Mr Jackmister leaned over and pulled her pussy lips aside with his thumb and finger, revealing a wet pinkness. It wasn't long before his sperm started to ooze out and he ran his finger across it and brought it to her lips, smearing it across them.

"You may kiss the bride!"

he sniggered,

" and then clean up here"

He pointed to his manhood. I bent and kissed my Claudia who was relaxing so soundly she didn't stir at all. Her lips soft and gentle to mine but wet with the trace of Mr Jackmister's sperm. I then knelt between Mr Jackmister's legs. I could smell the strong aroma of sex and sweat. I felt a hand on my head and felt my boss's cock against my face as slowly he wrote his initials on my cheeks.

"Must brand my whores,"

he laughed, and lay back while I slowly lapped at his cock, licking around the head, under the rim into the slit and down the shaft.

"Balls too.!"

He snapped and I gently cleaned around the big black orbs, tasting the sweat and sex juices as I lapped like a cat at cream.

How the hell had I got trapped in this situation, at the mercy of this mean black sex machine and his mister?

It all started when I was called to my boss' office late one day after most people had gone home! I felt very uneasy when he called through on my phone and just told me to come.

No pleasantries, no politeness in tone, just a brief command. Mr Jackmister liked to be called Sir and I had been working for the company for almost 20 years when he became my boss just a few weeks ago. He was athletic in build and tall, well built and not someone I would like to have against me in a fight. He knew his power as boss and commanded respect and a certain amount of fear in his staff.

I knew he was married and although knew nothing about his wife had heard that he had a mister in his late teens, who according to rumours, was rather a tearaway, although I didn't know much apart from the fact that he had been involved in a few fights and was to all accounts a nasty piece of work.

Mr Jackmister had been coming into my office regularly of late and often picked up the photo of my charming beautiful blond girl friend which I had on my desk. I couldn't now take it away as it would seem churlish and silly. Yet I felt increasingly uneasy when he gently ran his thumb across the photo as if he were somehow stroking her before me. He asked me about her, first starting with general questions such as her age and where she came from but then becoming more permisteral.

He took great pleasure in my discomfort when he started asking me about our private life. Holding the photo in his big black hand he looked down at me and asked me if she had had any boyfriends before me.

"Or hasn't she been able to get any experience with real men?"

he suddenly added with a sneer, softly running his thumb over the photo again and again, the contrast of his black thumb over the creamy white skin of my 27 year old Claudia rather sordid and disturbing.

I remained silent and he frowned.

"Well?"

he insisted, his voice slightly louder and demanding.

I looked up at him as he stood before me, swallowing nervously and stammering that she had had at least one boy friend before me but I had not asked her anything about him. He stood silently for a second and a sneer broke out over his face as he slowly put the photo back on my desk.

"I think it appropriate, Andrew, that I get to meet your lovely fiancée sometime, don't you? After all I like to think of my employees as part of a big family. It would be nice to be invited round to dinner with you, meet you away from work."

"Yes. Sir. Thank you, sir"

I mumred nervously. I recognised this for what it was, not a request but more a command. I looked up at the big man standing slightly to me side as he looked at me, his eyes boring into mine, making my feel uncomfortable.

I opened my mouth and was surprised at the hoarseness of my voice as I nervously replied

"I will speak with Claudia and see about an evening when it is suitable for you."

Mr Jackmister said nothing and stood as if pondering a problem.

"Well I need to discuss a few things with you anyway, Andrew. I might have to review your contract..."

He paused and seemed to delight in my worry as I turned to look at him, my face obviously showing fear.

"Well you obviously must have a mortgage and a wedding and wife, nothing is cheap these days!"

he then added slowly, watching my reaction.

I relaxed visibly, the icy hand clutching at my heart melting instantly. He grinned, showing a mouth full of perfect teeth, beautifully white against his handsome black face. I smiled back and watched as he left my office, calling out over his shoulder that I should come to see him when work was over that evening.

I had little time to worry or even think about anything, but work, that afternoon, not even the fact that the photo of my Claudia which had been on my desk had strangely disappeared. Just after my lunch break some important papers arrived on my desk from my boss, with a note that they had to be completed that very day and put on his desk before I left that evening.

I had worked hard on them and was pleased with my work and the fact I had managed to complete them so quickly. I had called Claudia and said I would not be in until later that evening, as I was working on some important work for my boss but was hoping to hand them over shortly and get home as quickly as possible.

I picked up the papers and padded along the empty corridor to his office and tapped at the door. I could see the light was on but I was kept waiting a moment and was about to knock again when I heard an curt

"Enter"

I opened the door and entered carrying his precious papers. At first I thought Mr Jackmister was alone. He was sitting behind his desk and watched as I crossed over to him, not saying a word.

"I have completed the task you gave me, Sir"

I said for want of something to say and held out the documents. He looked at me and waved me to put them on his desk. I was a little bit put out at not even being thanked for my efforts and even more surprised when he suddenly said,

"You haven't met my mister, Tyrone, have you!"

I turned and found myself looking at a young black thug of a man, dressed in loose blue jeans with a low crutch as so many young men wear these days and a black T shirt and grey baseball cap. He had a tattoo of a black snake on his arm. I couldn't see much as he was turned a little away from me I did not know his age but guessed him to be barely 18. I gave an involuntary shudder. If his man was intimidating, Tyrone was downright scary! I powerd a smile and held out my hand.

"Pleased to meet you Tyrone, I am Andrew!"

The young man's face turned into a nasty scowl. Not even looking at me, he directly addressed his man, completely ignoring my extended hand.

"Is this the way your workers address the boss' mister?"

he demanded imperiously. I turned back to Mr Jackmister, expecting him to calm his mister down, but he just nodded.

"My mister is perfectly correct!"

he glared at me.

"Apologise and address him with the respect he deserves."

I turned back again to see young Tyrone looking at me with a sneer of triumph. I was so taken aback that I didn't immediately see what he was holding in his hand.

"I am sorry"

I stammered, hastily adding

"Sir."

I swallowed nervously,

"I was out of place being so familiar with you, Sir!"

Then I realised Tyrone was holding the photo of Claudia which had disappeared from my desk that lunchtime. I opened my mouth to speak, but caught Tyrone's eye. I immediately realised he was waiting for me to say something and then pick me up on that, too. I felt angry and humiliated and remained silent, not wishing to give him this pleasure. He stood, legs apart making as if studying the photo.

"Nice slut!"

He grinned.

"She had a real man service her at all?"

He looked at me, contemptuously. Again I fought the desire to tell the arrogant upstart what I thought of him. He seemed to be able to read my mind and was enjoying the situation. He looked across at his man.

"44 years old,"

he said, nodding contemptuously at me,

"and with a bitch like this!"

he added.

"Of course, if he lost his job, it would be very difficult to find another! Wonder if the bitch would stay with him then?"

I froze, now feeling a wave of fear sweep over me. Mr Jackmister looked past me at his mister.

"Well no worry there, unless, of course, he gets involved in any financial loss, or does not show respect to his betters."

My boss sneered.

"At all times!"

he added. I stood transfixed. The two were talking about me as if I were not there. Tyrone grinned,

"Yeah, showing respect,"

he repeated, looking down at Claudia.

"Fuckin' nice pair o' tits!"

he leered.

"Guess her pussy is tight with your little white dick!"

He looked up at me, expecting a reply. I remained silent, not knowing how to react to this new and awful situation.

"Well, cunt?"

he asked, looking directly at me.

"She had nigga cock before? She had a real man fuck that tight little white pussy?"

He sneered at me.

I swallowed loudly, now scared, as if an ice cold hand was closing around my heart.

"Answer Tyrone!"

my boss snapped angrily. I felt tears welling in my eyes at the sheer offense of this and blurted out that we were waiting for the honeymoon until we consummated our marriage.

The two men roared with laughter.

"Consummated"

I heard my boss snigger behind me. Tyrone looked at me, laughing nastily,

"Which means that tight white pussy is just calling out to be filled with prime black cock!"

He punched his fist in the air. He put the photo down and ran a hand over his crotch looking at me, daring me to say something.

I felt so vulnerable but had to say something.

"Please don't speak of her like that. She is my fiancée. You mustn't..."

But I didn't get any further. I suddenly felt my boss behind me and he grabbed my arms powering them behind my back.

"What the....?"

I began, but Tyrone strolled across, his face just inches from mine. I could smell his breath, his power. I knew I was in trouble now and my body shuddered in fear as Tyrone kicked my legs apart. I was being held in a vice like grip and looked at him leering at me as he spat at me, his spit landing on my forehead and slowly dribbling down over my nose.

"You..!"

I began again, but again got no further as I he gobbed another wad of spit, which landed in my mouth. I spluttered in disgust and was about to spit it out when Tyrone slammed his knee up between my legs, making contact with my manhood. There was a blinding flash of light and I heard a strangled groan as an immense wave of pain stabbed in my groin. I gurgled and slumped forward, but still held tightly by my boss. It seemed an age before the throbbing agony slowly subsided and Mr Jackmister released me and slowly I sank to my knees slumping against Tyrone. I clutched at my crotch, sobbing, trying to gain my breath, almost unaware of the rasping noise as Tyrone unzipped his fly. Gasping and sobbing, I just knelt helplessly at my attackers

"Time to show how much you respect and honour my mister."

I heard my boss say almost laughing. I looked as Tyrone reached in and pulled out his cock. It was big, flaccid and cut. He started jacking it, the long thick veiny black rod slowly getting hard, erect.

"Seen a real cock before?"

he asked laughing, looking down at me.

"A black man's cock! Innit a beauty?"

I looked in awe at the monster before my eyes. I thought of my own manhood, still throbbing between my legs. I had never measured it, but I doubted it was half this size when erect! A bead of pre cum had already formed at the tip, a creamy spot on the blackness of the rod..

"Open wide bitch!"

Tyrone snarled and thrust his hips at my face, driving his cock between my lips and into my mouth. I gagged, heaved and spluttered as his cock slid between my lips.

"Take the fucker!!"

he screamed,

"and if you bite it or spit it out..."

I felt his foot press against my crotch and I understood the threat immediately. I struggled, spluttering coughing, gurgling, as he thrust his cock to and fro in my mouth, saliva dribbling out of my mouth, dripping over his big heavy teenage balls, wetting them and making them glisten as they slapped wetly against my chin. I was so caught up in what was happening I did not see Mr Jackmister holding his cell phone and filming the scene. I was totally unaware when Tyrone snarled at me to beg him for his cock and to worship it. I did not see the glint of vicious triumph in their eyes as I moaned out

"It is so beautiful."

I was so ashamed when Tyrone pulled out and squirted his thick creamy load over my face, his hand pumping away as he unloaded the contents of his young balls all over my face and hair.

I was eventually allowed to stand up. I felt used and dirty. The creamy sperm was slowly drying on my face and my hair was matted. Cum had dripped down onto my shirt and tie and had even spattered onto my trousers. The two men laughed and Tyrone looked at me.

"Fuck off! For now..."

he spat, his spit landing on my face.

Mr Jackmister smiled.

"Go home now Andrew and report to me first thing tomorrow. I need not tell you that it would be very unwise to say anything about our little meeting here. Your job, reputation and welfare all depend on it!"

I looked at him, as he smiled and dismissed me with a wave. I turned slowly, catching sight of Tyrone as he zipped up.

"See ya!" he said and added with a threatening sneer,

"Soon!"

I left the room dejectedly, heading for the washroom to try to clean up a bit before going home. This was now out of my control. My boss, his mister and why did Mr Jackmister want me to report to his office immediately the next morning?

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Turning the Teacher


The youngest of three boys, I guess you would have expected me to get used to the sight of the male nude. But my parents were real prudes, and went on about nudity being dirty. They never really differentiated between male and female nudity, so I never did either. I realised that I was bi as soon as I was old enough to learn about sex at all.

There weren't many bi guys at college, which is why I spent time surfing for mates online. I found plenty too. All sorts of different guys, with all sorts of ideas. I mean, I had a girlfriend or two as well - I didn't want people to know I was that way. College is tough enough, but my parents had sent me to an Evangelical school!

Anyway, I was going through the archives of one of my favorite sites, Buck Hunter, when I found something a couple of years old that made me sit up with a bolt. A young face with a stiff cock in his mouth looked very familiar! Clicking on the link, I went to the index page and gasped. It was unmistakably one of my college tutors!

Mr Wild, one of the youngest teachers, was there on the screen before me! The video was outstanding! Like all the Buck hunter videos, it showed one of the team cruising normal (i.e. Straight) bars for pick-ups, offering cash if necessary for poor straight guys to bend a little. Mr Wild took little persuasion to head 'back to their place' to hang out by the pool, appearing in a tight pair of bikini pants lent to him by one of his seducers. In no time, he was getting oiled up by Brad and Andy, clearly a little takes. It wasn't long before they all 'decided' to go nude, revealing a trio of half-hard and very handsome cocks.

From the sideways glances Mr Wild (or 'Charlie') was giving the other men, it was obvious he was attracted to them, and Brad started the bidding low. Just fifty dollars later, Charlie had Brad's hard cock in his mouth. He was a bit inexperienced, and fetishd on Brad's load, covering his face, but Brad wasn't complaining. Andy went next, whilst Brad started teasing Charlie's cock.

After Mr Wild swallowed Andy's jizz, they lay him down, stroking his body all over, but hardly touching his cock, which stood up a proud six or seven inches. Brad eventually started teasing the base of Mr Wild's prick as Andy went for the *******, getting Mr Wild to beg for oral sex. Andy got Mr Wild to agree to be fucked, even to beg for it, before producing a contract. Supposedly it was an agreement to sex, so he couldn't accuse them of anything later, but I'm sure there was a rider about film release in there.

Once the contract was signed, Mr Wild's cock disappeared into Brad's talented mouth. The next few minutes of the film showed Mr Wild writhing as his cock was expertly sucked by Brad. Andy disappeared briefly, returning with a massive hard-on, gleaming with lube.

As Andy stroked his thick shaft, Mr Wild cried out, bucking at the hips as his come poured into Brad's warm throat. The two of them moved as one for several seconds, until Brad sat back and wiped his mouth. Mr Wild lay gasping for breath, legs wide apart, and his almost-hard cock visibly pulsing on his belly.

Brad moved aside, and lifted Mr Wild's lower body, whilst Andy shoved a cushioned wedge under him. This left Mr Wild with his body bent up at the waist, his arse exposed completely. Andy knelt between his legs, whilst Brad lifted his legs up. The camera moved round to show Andy's thick shaft pushing into Mr Wild's virgin arse as he cried aloud.

This was one of the sexiest videos ever! Admittedly, knowing it was my teacher made it sexier, but watching Andy expertly fuck the arse of a slim but handsome man was incredibly erotic. Mr Wild must have been tight, as Andy was clearly getting excited after just a few minutes. He pulled out, and flipped Mr Wild over onto all fours before thrusting back in again, buggering him vigorously.

As Mr Wild howled, his erect cock spurting onto the floor beneath him, my own cock began to jerk and I came into my fist as I wanked in front of the computer.

I cleaned myself up as the video kept playing; Mr Wild taking Brad's cock in his ass, then spit-roasted between the two men. Mr Wild showering, and sucking off Andy in the shower. Then they made him wank in front of them, catching his come in his hand and making him take it. They kept the take flowing, so he was clearly pretty lubed as they reached a finale, dressing him up in a tiny cheerleader's outfit and a wig. He blew them both once more before they waved him off, clearly forgetting the way he was dressed, tottering down the street in a tiny skirt, panties and a boob tube.

I saved the video to my hard drive, and set the computer to burn a copy. Then I set it to play again, and took my cock in my hand...

I knew that the Buck Hunter films were genuine now, having wondered whether they were actually actors. But this one was kind of special. It showed me that Mr Wild (nicknamed 'Mr Mild' at school) was not just bisexual, but something of a submissive. The more I watched it, the more I could see him getting into it. He was clearly resistant at first, but the offer of cash (and not very much cash) had been enough to overcome his inhibitions, and presumably stop worrying about his motivations. By the time he was turned on, he had really been begging to be fucked, and had clearly enjoyed being humiliated and used. He also looked pretty good as a girl.

My own thoughts were following the plot of the film. With the threat of exposure, my newly-qualified teacher would have little choice but to do what I wanted. And I wanted him...

I waited until I had thought out what I wanted. I borrowed a digital camera and camcorder from a friend in the photography club. I also did some shopping on line. Mr Wild was going to be mine completely.

It was coming up to a four-day weekend, and most everyone was making plans. But I'm sure no-one else's were like mine. When the girls in class asked, Mr Wild said he was planning just to relax at home. I told my own parents I'd be hanging out at the lake camping with friends.

I wasn't due to see Mr Wild on Thursday, so I made my move on Wednesday after class. I made an excuse to stay back, and then slipped a DVD into the computer. I closed the blinds, taking the time to lock the door as I did. Then I put it on.

Poor Mr Wild. I actually felt a little sorry for him at first. He went pale at the Buck Hunter logo, and his jaw hit the floor when he saw himself.

We didn't watch the whole thing - this DVD was all about the edited highlights, and only lasted five minutes. At the end, he was trembling and ashen-faced. He begged me not to show anyone.

"I wasn't planning to," I said. "I think it's a great video. But I figure a lot of the guys around here wouldn't find it as hot as I do. Some might even think it was a bit weird. I can't imagine what the principal might think - you know what he says about homos. Asshole."

"No, that's right. Just between us." Said Mr Wild gratefully. "Thank you Matt"

"Oh that's okay," I said. "You can thank me later. I really wanted to share this with you - the way you were so wild and sexy back then. Maybe see if you could ever be that way again some time."

"I, uh... I don't know Matt. I don't even remember that much of what happened, I was so takes" he said warily.

"Really. Well, we should watch the whole thing", I said brightly, holding up a second DVD. "I'll come round to your place after school tomorrow. It'll be great!"

"Matt - I could get fired for that" he said in a low tone. "It's like, corrupting a minor. You're only just eighteen."

"You let me worry about that, Mr Wild. In fact, just relax about it and let me make the decisions. I'll be there at six."

I tossed him the DVD, and walked off. He called after me plaintively, but I ignored him. He had to learn there was no room for debate. He was mine.

Mr Wild called in sick the next day. I can't say I was all that surprised. I'd be worried sick in his place. Luckily I had already done my research, and knew where he lived.

I had a great day, laughing to myself when I palmed people off with some lie about the weekend. Everyone thought I'd be visiting relatives, and in fact I'd be having the wildest weekend of all, fucking one of the cutest men I'd met in years. I could hardly wait, and ended up knocking on his door at just after four.

When Mr Wild opened the door, he wasn't looking his best. He had long dirty-blonde hair, usually pulled back in a shoulder-length ponytail but now astrew in a big jumble. His trimmed goatee had a piece of fluff in it, and his shirt was untucked.

"Matt! How did you..?" he started.

"I just didn't want to wait, Mr Wild. I mean, I've been looking forward to tonight for weeks!"

"Matt, you can't expect me to... To DO anything like this again, can you?"

"Oh yes!" I said abruptly and definitely. "Pretty much everything like that actually."

His eyes widened. "I can't, Matt." he whined.

I stepped inside and pulled the door closed. "You can. And you will."

He shook visibly, his mouth opening but no sound coming out. God, this was easy. He was a born submissive. I put my hands on his shoulders, gently pressing down. He sank to his knees in front of me, barely into his house.

"You know what to do," I said firmly. One last time, he tried shaking his head.

"Please, Matt?" he begged.

"Take it out, and kiss it." I ordered him.

His head hung, but after a moment, his hands were unzipping my fly, and I felt air on my already half-hard cock as he pulled it out. Uncut, I had five inches soft, and as he began to kiss my shaft it expanded, rapidly reaching its full eight and a half inches. I didn't need to give him any more instructions, and he stretched his lips around my thick shaft - almost seven inches around - and began to suck.

His technique was simple, but he made up for this in enthusiasm as his head bobbed back and forth on my heavy cock. I was close in minutes, and was sure he could tell.

"I'm going to come in a minute," I said in a slightly strained voice. "And I want you to swallow it all."

He didn't respond in any way, so I pressed him.

"Look at me! Now, blink slowly if you understand me."

He obeyed, slowly closing his deep blue eyes.

"Now, you're going to swallow my load, understood?"

Blink.

"Oh yeah! Yeah that's it." I got more excited seeing him so subservient, and my orgasm came on fast.

"Aaaaaah!" I cried, orgasming excitedly into his mouth. His cheeks bulged as I pumped his mouth full of my spunk, and he took a gulp, swallowing deeply. I watched as my orgasm faded, more come pumping into his waiting mouth.

He didn't miss a drop.

After recovering, I took him upstairs to the bathroom where I told him to shower, shave his legs, and then shave off his goatee. I talked over his protests, ignoring them as I gave him a couple of razors, and shaving gel.

"You've got twenty minutes," I said. Then I went to unload the bags from my car.

Twenty minutes later, he was clean-shaven and showered, dressed in a light shirt and chinos.

"Right, we're off out." I announced. "Bring your wallet".

"Where are we going?" he asked as he locked the house. I held my hand out for the keys.

"I made an appointment at the Springs day Spa for you." I told him. "Come on, I'm driving."

I took him down to the day spa, briefly explaining that I had booked a course of treatments for him. He would get a slight haircut and salon conditioning, a 'back, sack and crack' waxing, a facial, an enema, and a whole-body seaweed wrap. I'd pick him up in two hours.

I'd missed out a few details. The waxing included a full Brazilian, the facial included plucking his eyebrows, and I'd spoken with the hair stylist about going brunette, and a more feminine style. He was going to come out of this evening at the spa looking very different!

Whilst he was in the spa, I drove back to his place, where I showered and shaved, then nosed around the place. If he had any porn, I couldn't find it, although he had a lot of books by someone called 'DH Lawrence' on his shelves. I stripped his bed, and replaced the bed sheet with a silk one I had bought cheap online. Then I put out a couple of candles, placed one of his mirrors at the head of the bed, and laid out a change of clothes for him. After that, I put dinner in the oven, and went back to get Mr Wild.

When I picked him up, I hardly recognised him. His hair was chestnut brown, and floated around his head in a carefully layered cut. He already looked incredibly feminine, but there was much more to come. He was almost silent on the drive home, and I could tell he was feeling both confused, and kind of excited.

Back at the house, I poured him a glass of wine, and toasted his new look.

"Please Matt; I know what you're doing. But it's not right. You can't make me do this." he pleaded pitifully s he put his cup down.

"Of course I can," I replied. "I'm just trying to make it more fun for both of us."

"Now," I said after a swig of wine. "Dinner is in ten minutes, so you'd better get changed. I want you to make an effort, and I've put things out on the bed for you."

I had indeed. Mostly stuff that Kasey, my on-off girlfriend had left at my place, with some purchases off the internet. Mr Wild dragged himself upstairs, and that was the last I saw of him, as someone entirely new came downstairs.

I heard the heels coming downstairs, and turned to watch as my dinner date came into view.

High heels capped long legs, shimmering faintly in transparent hose which I knew to be stockings. After the long legs, exposing just the hint of a stocking-top, came the shortest of crushed velvet skirts, deep blue and clinging tightly to the firm thighs beneath. Above the belt, the dress seemed modest enough, with a high neck above the gentle swell of breasts, but again I knew differently. Then came a face of soft curves, scarlet lipstick, mascara and eye shadow, framed in those gorgeous brunette locks. A beautiful feminine face, smiling nervously.

I grinned as the vision walked carefully towards me. "You look gorgeous," I said with pride. "Just gorgeous. Show me the back..."

My date obeyed, revealing the dress's hidden secret. It was completely backless! I had bought a special padded bra which went around the shoulders, to give the illusion of breasts. Aside from the strap around the neck, concealed anyway by the shoulder-length hair, the whole of the flawless skin of my teacher's back was exposed, right down to just skimming the top of the pert buttocks covered in crushed velvet.

I wolf-whistled appreciatively, and he hung his head as he turned back to me. I stepped forward, lifting his smooth chin in a rough hand.

"You look fabulous," I said again, firmly. "I shall call you Charlotte."

A blush arose on Charlotte's face, and I bent to kiss her/him on the lips. After a minute, she began to kiss back, and after another minute, her hands were on my back. I stroked my hands through her long brown hair, and down the sweep of her naked back.

I drew back, noticing how she moved towards me, and then led her to the table, where I pulled out her chair for her. I brought out the first course, a simple classic of oven-roasted asparagus drizzled in olive oil. Its perfect erotic finger food, and I enjoyed watching her greedy lipstick-coated mouth suck in whole shafts from my hands.

The next course was a fancy ready-meal of baked salmon and vegetables, nice and light with the white wine I kept topping her up with. Barefoot, I played with her stocking-clad legs as we ate. Then dessert was a single bowl of chocolate ice cream with a single spoon. At first, I fed us both alternate spoons, and we flirted away, and then I pulled her onto my lap where I could feed her ice cream, and whisper rude words into her ear.

By the time we had finished the bowl, I knew she was ready. She had takes several glasses, and if she was really a woman, I was sure she'd be creaming by now. I stood and kissed her, then led her gently to the stairs. She was no good on high heels, and not wanting the mood spoiled, I swept her up, easily lifting her and carrying her upstairs.

I only put her down at the end of the bed, trying not to show the strain (I had to admit it was harder than I thought to carry him upstairs!) and stood close.

"Take off the dress" I said quietly, standing only inches away, but not touching her.

She blushed, but obediently reached for the clasp behind her neck. After fumbling a moment, she was able to pull forward, peeling the dress down her front like a banana. The backless bra was virginal white, as were the French knickers and stockings she revealed as the dress dropped to the floor, and she straightened.

Still close but not touching, I told her to take off the panties. She did, pulling them down to reveal a hardening but hairless cock, arising from her/his naked groin.

"Crawl onto the bed, facing the top" I said, still fully dressed, and totally in control. I watched as my fantastic androgynous plaything crawled away from me, buttocks flexing. Charlotte still wore 'her' high heels.

"Brace your hands on the end, and move your legs apart" I ordered. "Keep your eyes on me in the mirror." I added, wanting as much to see my teacher's mixture of ***d embarrassment and honest lust as for him to witness my own arousal.

I drank in the sight of his hairless ass and balls, hard cock bobbing between his legs, all framed by white stockings, as he watched me in the mirror in turn. At last, I began stripping off my own clothes, quickly getting naked.

I'm in pretty good shape, as you might guess, and blessed with a cock that whilst not quite porno-freaky, is a respectable size. It was bigger than ever tonight, and I could see a little fear in 'Charlotte's' eyes as I lubed it from an oil bottle I had secreted by the bed. Then I climbed aboard, moving up to my reluctantly eager lover.

I plunged an oily finger straight into her tight arse, provoking a gasp, but only for a moment as 'she' pressed back. I knew it wasn't her first time, but it had been a long time!

I pulled out and took hold of my cock, guiding the thick shaft to Charlotte's eager bottom. The thick oiled-up head pressed against her anus.

Charlotte pressed back, bracing her arms against the headboard, and moaned as my stiff cock began to spread the tight knot of her arse. I could feel the muscle slowly giving way, and I pressed on firmly.

In a few more seconds, the head of my cock slid between her butt-cheeks with a sudden jolt, bringing a deep loud cry from my older lover. I paused a second to let him/her recover before beginning to press the wide shaft of my cock deeper inside 'her'. Slowly, I began to fuck her tight anus, my cock gripped by a tight ring of muscle.

God! She was glorious! Mr Wild, my teacher, transformed into a brunette stocking-clad cocksucking slut, pressing his hot hairless ass back onto my thick cock! I could hardly believe it myself, and turned for a minute to check I had flicked on the camera when I came in. Yep, the red light glowed steadily, recording forever me plundering my teachers' ass for the first time.

I began to build up a rhythm, sliding in and out the length of my shaft. With each stroke, Charlotte gasped and groaned, hungry for more.

With Charlotte pushing back hard, I didn't need to pull so hard on her hips, and ran a free hand around her waist, reaching between her wide-spread thighs. Her hard cock bobbed about, and I grabbed it with another groan from my lover. I gripped tightly, allowing our thrusting thighs to do the job of masturbating the hard shaft as we moved back and forth.

Charlotte was panting with pleasure now, and I started talking dirty to her.

"Oh yeah, bitch. You're loving this aren't you? Loving me fucking your tight hole as I stroke your little cock. Look at you thrusting back at me. Your body is begging to be fucked, isn't it?"
Charlotte was no longer a reluctant lover, but a lustful sexy one, moaning almost incoherently.

"I've got big plans for you this weekend, Charlotte. I'm going to spend the whole time finding new ways to fuck you!"

Charlotte began to make tiny moans, close to orgasm.

"You're going to love it all, love being fucked by me. All dressed up, you're being fucked by one of your students, and you love it!"

"Aaaaahhhh!"

With a great cry, `Charlotte' came mightily; his cock swelling in my fist as jet after jet of hot sperm came pouring out. I could see his face in the mirror, twisted into a mask of desperation, pain and pleasure. His hips bucked, and his asshole contracted, and it was all too much for me. With a roar, I thrust fully inside and blasted my come into his sore ass. We bucked back and forth together, in the throes of orgasm, till we finally collapsed together...

After I made Charlotte lick up the spunk `she' had deposited on the duvet, we curled up on the silk sheets beneath, her head cradled on my chest as fat tears ran slowly down her face. I wasn't sure if she was happy or sad.

But I knew she was mine.

I woke up early, sunlight pushing through the feeble barrier provided by pale yellow curtains. I was lying on a double bed in a strange room, and for a moment I wondered where I was.

Then it came back to me.

I was at my teacher's house, Mr. Wild. I had found a sordid and sexy video he had starred in before he became a teacher, and used it to blackmail him into becoming my very own sexy cock-slave. I looked over, and he was lying next to me, his face still wearing make-up which was a little dry. His newly-dyed brunette hair surrounded his head on the pillow.

I looked down.

His chest was hairless, right down past the navel, where the sheet covered him. Lower, a stocking-clad leg protruded from under the covers.

I grinned, and gently slipped out from the far side of the bed. I padded through to the bathroom for a slash, and then jumped into the shower for a wash.

Ten minutes later, I was dry, and came back to the bedroom. My teacher was still lying arelax in bed. Even with the overnight makeup, he looked very sexy. I can't deny that a big butch man is damned sexy, but my permisteral preference is a more androgynous look. Maybe that's because I'm really bi, and I love women's bodies too. Last night, I spent about half the time thinking of him as Mr. Wild, and the other half seeing him as a 'her', the sexy Charlotte.

He was definitely a he at the moment though. There was a definite bulge at his midriff, poking through the thin sheet. I smiled, and went to pick up the video camera set up in the corner of the room. I took out the memory disc, replacing it, and set up the tripod so the camera was looking closely at Mr. Wild. Once it was set up, I went to pick up the still camera, and turned it on, taking a couple of shots.

Gently, I reached out and lifted the cover, pulling it back over his body.

In a few moments, I had revealed his hard cock, a slim white snake coiled up in his naked crotch. Not a whisper of hair was left on his cock and balls, carefully stripped at the spa yesterday. Below the sexy sight of his nude crotch, he still wore the creamy-white stockings from yesterday.

Nice.

I took a few more shots, both at a distance, and right up close. Man, these were good. But I had even sexier pictures in mind.

I reached out, gently taking his semi-hard cock between my fingers, and stroking it back and forth. It quickly grew to a proud but slim six inches, uncut, the glans pressing out through his foreskin like a flower bud.

I stepped back and took a few more pictures of him lying there, the zoomed in close on his stiff cock. I didn't just play with my camera for long. Putting it down, I reached out for the stiff shaft and bent forward, sliding my mouth over the swollen head.

With my hand, I kept stroking the stiff shaft as I swished my tongue around the head of my teacher's cock, savouring the salty taste of his cum. Softly, he moaned, and his legs parted as he rolled onto his back.

I kept the hard shaft in my mouth, teasing the tip with my tongue as I stroked the end with my hand. Resting on my belly, I brought my other hand around, and began to caress his balls. Obviously now awake, Mr. Wild moaned again, and I felt his hands gently rest on the back of my head.

Bobbing back and forth, I momentarily released his cock to wet my forefinger in my mouth before diving back onto the salty treat. A moment later, my wet finger was pressing against his anus.

Mr. Wild's stocking-clad legs parted as wide as they would go, allowing my finger to press deep into his bottom without resistance. I pumped it back and forth as best I could, a little awkwardly due to my position on the bed. Nevertheless, it was obviously pleasant for Mr. Wild, who began groaning with pleasure.

After a couple of minutes, I could feel his anus contracting around my finger, and his cock swell as his orgasm approached. His back arched as his orgasm surged through him, and his cock filled my mouth with jet after jet of warm cum.

I kept my mouth full, letting his cock slide out, and slid along his body, over the heaving chest, and pressed my lips against his.

As he kissed me back, our lips parted, and I let the mouthful of sperm slide from my mouth into his. His eyes bulged, but he took the mouthful obediently, swallowing his sperm without a murmur. I knelt back between his legs, and licked my palm with the last of his slimy sperm, reaching down to transfer it to the hard thick shaft erupting from my crotch.

Mr. Wild stared at me with deep blue eyes, breathing hard. He looked nervous, horny and confused all at once - I loved it! So sexy!

I reached down, pulling his legs up in front of me, pushing them back towards his chest until his ass began to lift off the bed. With his feet now up on my shoulders, I reached down to my cock, placing it at the entrance to his tight butt.

He whimpered, eyes fearful but longing, but didn't move away as I pressed my stiff come-soaked shaft deep into his dark passage. We groaned together, both enjoying the tightness of his anus around my thick shaft.

Mr. Wild lay back and closed his eyes in wanton surrender as I thrust again and again deep into his ass. Pressing against his thighs, I looked down at him, then over at the camera recording his hard fucking.

"Open your eyes," I ordered him. He obeyed me, looking up with eyes bursting with passion, clearly almost delirious with pleasure. I told him to look over to the window, and he finally saw the camera filming his debauchery.

His face fell a little, but he didn't protest. After staring at the camera for several seconds, he just closed his eyes and lay back again, getting lost in the pleasure I was giving him.

I decided to let him enjoy himself a little longer, but after a minute, I pressed him.

"God you're tight!" I said. "I'm loving this. Loving fucking your tight ass. Are you loving it? Tell me if you're loving it..."

His lips parted a moment, as if to speak, but he stopped. I wasn't going to let him away with that!

"Do you want me to stop?" I asked, slowing down my rapid jerks into long slow thrusts in and out of his rectum. "Do you want me to stop fucking you?"

"N...no!" he cried eventually, eyes screwed shut.

"What was that? I didn't hear you."

"NO! Please don't stop!" he cried.

"You want me to keep fucking you?"

"Yes! Please keep fucking me," he gasped, hands clutching at the bed sheets in desperation as he got closer to another climax. I wasn't even touching his cock, now hard again between his thighs and belly.

"Are you my little girl?"

"Yes! I'm your... Your little girl... I'm....aaaaaaah!" he cried out as he came again. I stopped thrusting, but the feeling of his ass contracting around my cock was too much, and I erupted myself, spurting my hot cum deep inside him.

We jerked and bucked together with pleasure, and then held an odd tableau for several seconds, me pressing hard into his ass as I looked down at his helpless features.

Eventually, I pulled out and sat on the edge of the bed, a little out of breath. He was silent.

"I'm going for a shower again," I said. "Get us some breakfast in bed, and then you can have your own shower. And don't forget to shave!"

...

Mr. Wild fixed us a breakfast of coffee, juice and toast with marmalade, eating quietly. He didn't seem ready to make conversation yet, although I would have been happy to. After eating, he went to shower, and I went about choosing him an outfit to wear.

I had brought a bag full of women's clothes that various girlfriends of mine, and my brothers, had left over, as well as stuff I had picked up from charity shops. I had had to guess the right size, and had only managed a couple of pairs of shoes.

I put an outfit out on the bed for Mr. Wild to wear, and turn from Charles Wild, school teacher, into Charlotte Wild, sex kitten and general cock slut.

I left a set of (unfortunately mismatched) bra and knickers, along with fake boobs and stockings. To wear on top, there was a short red skirt and a white blouse, and a small red scarf, like some air stewardesses wear.

I sat back and enjoyed my coffee until Mr. Wild returned from the bathroom freshly showered and shaved.

"I've picked out an outfit for you," I said. "Why not put the underwear on, and then fix your hair?"

"Matt, please..." started Mr. Wild. "Can't you stop? Why make me do this?"

I stood up, walking over to him. "Because I want to. Because it brings me pleasure. Because you don't have a choice."

Actually of course, he did have a choice. He just didn't like it. But the last reamister was the real one - the reamister I didn't say. Because he was loving it!

He still tried to beg off a little. But I wasn't having any of it.

"Get your ass into that underwear! This weekend, you're MY little girl, and you're gonna dress the part!" I pointed at the bed.

Head down, he walked silently to the bed, and started slipping on the stockings. I watched as the knickers and bra followed, and then told him to sit in front of the mirror and put on makeup. As he did, slowly picking through mascara and eyeliner, I stood behind him, and pulled his hair into a tight plait, fixing it with a red ribbon.

I tossed him the breast padding, and he slipped them into the bra. Once again, 'he' had become a convincing 'she'.

"You look great! Welcome back, Charlotte! Now stay there and look at me in the mirror."

As she did what I said, I raised the camera. After a couple of shots, she burst out "Please Matt, don't take more pictures."

"Why not? You look sexy."

"I'm scared that you'll... That they'll get out."

"They won't. Come over here."

She stood and walked over, somehow more graceful than she had been as a man.

"I promise no-one will see them without your permission," I said seriously. "I'll keep your secret."

She nodded, eyelids batting.

"Now, kneel down."

She blushed, but knelt obediently at my feet. I raised the camera, taking a shot of her upturned face down the length of my body.

"Undo my towel," I ordered. I kept snapping, as she reached out, undoing the towel knotted around my waist.

"Take my cock and suck it." I ordered.

She did what I said, and I photographed the whole thing as she fed my half-hard cock into her mouth. I called her name, and she looked up at me. Her upturned face, mouth full of my cock, made such a sexy picture!

I smiled at her. "This is what you should always be doing. You look so good with my cock in your mouth. For the rest of the weekend, any time you aren't doing something else, whenever the opportunity arises, you should take my cock into your mouth. Understood?"

She nodded, eyes fixed on mine.

"That's good. Now, you can put the rest of your clothes on." I said benevolently.

Charlotte stood, and obediently went to the bed, slipping on the short skirt and blouse. The tiny scarf matched the bow in her hair, and gave her a really jaunty, sexy look. I took a couple more snaps before eventually getting dressed myself.

...

Twenty minutes later, we were well on our way out of town, headed to the city thirty miles away. I had plans for something of a shopping spree, on Charlotte's dime.

...

I knew Charlotte wasn't rich of course, so we couldn't go too upmarket. And I wanted to try and sort out several outfits, rather than just one expensive one. But I knew a street where there were a string of charity shops, the last one specialising in costumes.

After parking, we walked to the shops, Charlotte attracting a few appreciative glances.

The first shop wasn't too good, mostly having just casual clothes in fairly poor condition. But the second shop was much better, and we managed to find a couple of dresses in Charlotte's size, as well as skirts and tops. Then we went to the one specializing in formalwear and costumes.

It was like Aladdin's cave! Row upon row of cocktail dresses, shoes, gowns and silks!

The rest of the morning was enormous fun, and Charlotte finally got into it as I complimented her over and over on her sexy appearance.

We finally got her a total of four full outfits, plus a bikini and grass skirt. The first was a biker-chick outfit, with short leather hotpants, and a half-size leather jacket which just clipped over her false boobs, and left her flat belly exposed. Then we put together a sexy tennis outfit, with a tight white sleeveless T-shirt and short pleated white skirt. We even found some soft white sneakers to go with them. The third thing we picked up was a really sexy little number which was obviously intended as a 'serving maid' outfit. It was made of yellow and white gingham, with a wide open neck that made it look as if the puffed-up shoulders had been pulled down, leaving the top of the chest and the upper arms bare. The rest of the front and back would be covered to the waist, but then the skirt flared out above a wide spray of crinkled petticoats, making it just less than horizontal. The petticoats would conceal, if hardly covering, the very top of Charlotte's long legs. The rest of her legs were exposed, which looked fabulous in the stockings she was wearing.

The last outfit was simple -- just two things, a hat and coat! The hat was a wide-brimmed black mesh with feathers in it, looking elegant on her head. The coat was a three-quarter length (fake) fur coat which looked a million dollars! I got her to try it on after undressing, so she was wearing just underwear beneath it, and I got hard thinking about her walking around in public looking respectable, but decadently indecent underneath!

Once Charlotte was back in her 'air stewardess' outfit, we took the bags back to the car and drove to a café for lunch. I talked softly to hear, teasing her a little about seeing her in the sexy outfits, and she giggled girlishly.

After lunch, we had another part of town to go to, which the locals called 'little soho'. It was where the strip clubs and sex shops were, and it was a sex shop we headed to. I had never been to one, but I'd got a catalogue from one on-line, and had a few ideas about what to buy.

There were a couple of guys in the shop, and they both ogled Charlotte every chance they got.

"That guy's looking at your legs," I said to her, as we were looking at a display of toys. Charlotte turned briefly, and then looked back, blushing.

"Give him a show -- bend over and pick up that box of body paint," I said quietly.

Charlotte's face froze, then she did what I ordered, bending over at the waist to pick up the item, and even staying down for several seconds, pretending to rifle through the display. I glanced at the guy, who was staring at Charlotte's legs, her stockings, and the bottom of her exposed ass-cheeks. He saw me looking, and blanched, but I winked and gave him a thumbs-up.

A few minutes later, I had gathered a small basket of goods which I was keen for Charlotte to use or experience, and had gotten into a conversation with my new friend. He was just in town for the a few days, and was planning to go to a lap-dancing club when they opened that evening. For now, he was just *******ing time. I pushed him a little.

"So lap-dancing, huh? I guess you like looking at naked women. Did you enjoy looking at my girlfriend's ass?"

He looked a bit freaked out, but answered me "Yeah... yeah"

"Well she hated showing it to you, Mike. She's a shy girl is my Charlotte. Hey, Charlotte, get over here!" I called.

Charlotte came over obediently, holding a box of edible underwear.

"Mike here was checking out your ass earlier," I said breezily. "Why not tell him how much you enjoyed it?"

Charlotte shook her head, biting her lip charmingly. "No...no I didn't" she said in the soft tones she had adopted for the day.

"You didn't? Didn't like showing him your ass?"

She shook her head, looking at the ground.

"That's a shame -- Mike loved it, didn't you Mike?"

"Yeah -- she's real hot!" Mike grinned, clearly amused at the blushing girl.

"Bend over and show Mike again," I said.

"Please...no..." said Charlotte a little desperately.

I didn't reply, simply twirling my hand to gesture at her to turn around. Reluctantly, she did what I said, and then slowly bent at the waist. Her skirt rose up, revealing her stocking-tops. I put one hand on her lower back, turning to face Mike proudly, grinning at him. Mike had a big cuckolds brownie-eating grin on his face, and was fixed on her ass. I knew what he wanted, and pulled the back of her skirt up a little to expose the curves of her buttocks, and the tight thong between them.

The two of them stood in tableau for several seconds, until I dropped the skirt and lifted my hand, letting Charlotte rise. Bright red, she straightened her clothes as I trotted over to the girl behind the counter.

Two minutes later, I was leading the two of them into a back room, both knowing what would happen next. The back room was a storage space, half-filled with boxes, and I sat on one as Mike closed the door behind him, his erection obvious as he turned towards us. Charlotte stood mutely in the middle of the room until I told her to kneel.

I made a 'carry on' motion to Mike, sitting back and taking out my mobile phone. I switched the phone to video-camera mode, and made a short film of what happened next. Mike took out his cock, a good seven-inches, and stood in front of Charlotte. Without being told to, she knelt forward and took the thick shaft into her mouth, reaching out with her hands to grasp the base. Mike's hands came down to Charlotte's head as she bobbed back and forth.

Mike was clearly very turned on, as he didn't last long. In just a few minutes, he grunted and groaned, shooting his load into Charlotte's willing mouth. Charlotte swallowed, milking his cock of every drop, and letting it slide out almost with regret. She held his shrinking cock tenderly and licked it clean before tucking it away into his pants.

Mike excused himself and disappeared pretty quickly, and I helped Charlotte to her feet. She looked at me accusingly, and I smiled at her. It was pretty obvious she had been willing -- I hadn't had to say a word, and Mike hadn't needed to do much persuading!

Back in the main shop, I stood Charlotte in front of the vibrator display, and told her to choose one. Unsurprisingly, she picked a tiny model, barely four inches long, and I said "think again!"

She was still looking at the smaller models though.

"Listen, choose a good one, or I'll choose one. From the back shelf!"

I didn't let her know I was kidding. Those things on the back shelf were actually a bit frightening! And they'd certainly over-stretch Charlotte's nice tight arse. Luckily, Charlotte got the message, and started picking out some a bit more my size.

"Would you like a hand?" came an enquiring voice from behind me.

The shop girl stood behind us, a pleasant smile on her face.

"Are you looking for a dildo or a vibrator" she asked casually. She leaned in closer to me, and whispered into me ear so Charlotte couldn't hear "or would you prefer a butt plug?"

I was taken aback at first, but realized that this girl must see all sorts of people in this shop, and had been more than willing to let us use the back room. She had obviously clocked Charlotte as a man.

"Err -- is there one you'd recommend?" I asked politely, trying not to leer at her. She was a pretty girl; not beautiful, but pretty and well made up.

She smiled, one eyebrow rising.

"Oh they've all got their pluses. I rather like this one as a vibrator -- small enough for my handbag, but surprisingly powerful." She said, licking her lips as she trailed one finger over a short brass-plated phallus. "But there are times for a vibrator, and times for a plain old-fashioned rubber cock. This is my favorite."

She picked up a ten-inch black rubber dong, which was as thick as my wrist, and smiled. Charlotte looked distinctively nervous.

"There's another possibility you might not have considered though," she said. "What about making your own?"

"What, making a cock?"

"Well yes, making a cast of your cock, and then using the cast to make a dildo." She said by way of explanation.

This sounded interesting, and I said so. I was kind of excited by the thought that Charlotte would be fucking herself in the ass with my cock!

The shop-girl, Kay, explained how it worked. There was a kit consisting of a quick-setting plaster, a mould, and enough quick-setting gel to make one to four dildos -- 'depending on the size of your equipment' she said with an obvious wink.

"I don't know -- it sounds kind of complicated. Could you help us?" I asked, my voice laced with suggestion.

"Well I'd hate to lose a sale!" she giggled. "Let me lock up the shop and we'll see what we can do."

Kay locked up the shop, then grabbed Charlotte by the hand and pulled her along. She led us into a different back room, this one walled with videos.

Kay pulled the door closed behind us, then helped me open the mould, informing me to fill it from the foam can that came with the kit.

"Now get your trousers off," she giggled. Kay grabbed Charlotte by the hand, and pulled her over to a simple chair against the wall. Kay sat down, and pulled Charlotte onto her lap, where they started kissing gently, but with increasing passion.

My cock began to stiffen as I took my trousers off, watching the two girls kiss. Kay pulled Charlotte's hands up to her breasts, where my 'girly' schoolteacher started squeezing and stroking them. Within a couple of minutes, Kay's shirt was open, and her bra exposed. She pushed Charlotte's head down to her bosom and looked at me, flushed and breathing a little hard.

"Rub your cock with the oil -- make it good and hard," she told me.

There was no need for that advice -- I had been stroking for some time, but the oil sounded like a good idea! After I had done this, Kay called out again, telling me how to close the mould around my cock, to create a cast.

"You can't rub anymore," she panted, groaning as Charlotte nibred on her breasts, "just keep still and watch."

With that, she pushed Charlotte to the ground, and reached under her bottom before pulling down a pair of black panties. Leaving them in a puddle on the floor, Kay sat back and spread her legs wide. Her short skirt slid up, revealing her pussy, which was neatly trimmed, but still with a good bush. I have to say, I do like a bit of hair on my girls, and Kay looked fabulous, her long legs gleaming with sweat as they converged on her hot cunt, and her breasts heaving, nipples fat and erect from being played with.

Charlotte didn't need telling what to do, and crawled eagerly between Kay's legs, nuzzling into her hairy cleft. Kay groaned, rolling her head back.

I watched for the next ten minutes as Charlotte licked Kay out, coming close enough to play with Kay's boobs myself as I looked down on Charlotte hungrily eating the shop-girl's wet cunt. Kay came several times, eventually calming down a little, and pushing Charlotte back so that she could close her legs.

"That was fabulous," she said, bending down to peck Charlotte on her gleaming lips. "But I really have to get back to work before my boss notices the shop is closed. Sometimes he checks the cameras from home."

I blinked in surprise. "We aren't on camera here, are we?"

"No -- but you were in the stockroom. It looked like fun, which is why I brought you back here -- no cameras. I don't need to be on video!"

Pulling her top back down, Kay looked almost decent again, aside from the nipples pressing through the thin fabric. She came over, and helped me open the mould. There was a solid block of foamy glue attached to my cock, and even with the oil it was kind of uncomfortable pulling it off, and my cock had shrunk by the time it was free. As Kay directed Charlotte to the staff toilet to clean herself up, I picked up the small butt plug, and pressed it into her hand.

"Put this in your sexy arse. Make tonight a bit more comfortable."

Charlotte blushed once again as she took the rubber plug, and skipped away.

As I paid Kay for our investments, she told me about another shop a couple of roads over, specializing in cross dressers. It sounded ideal for Charlotte, and Kay offered to make us dildos from my mould whilst we visited the other place.

Anyway, we went round to the cross-dressing shop, which was surprisingly normal. Not like a sex shop at all. There weren't any actual sex toys or aids there, but there was a wide variety of plus-size women's shoes and underwear, makeup, wigs, that sort of thing. Charlotte didn't need a wig, but we bought her two pairs of heels, and some sandals, before choosing a pair of stick-on fake breasts. We chose one of the smallest pairs they had, but these would still be a C-cup. We also got some glue to stick them on, and a small bottle of perfume.

When we went back to the first shop, Kay supplied us with the dildo mould and two life-size rubber replicas of my cock, with every vein picked out in detail. The base was a coarse knob of rubber, making the whole thing an inch or so longer. I had to be impressed actually, as the dildo matched up pretty well to all but the back shelf of their professional stock!

"I'm looking forward to trying mine out," she said, patting the pink rubber copy on the desk beside her. "If it's a good fit, I may even try the real thing."

I grinned at her. This girl was fun! We exchanged phone numbers, and I found out that she wasn't working the next day. I began to think of a few things she might like to do with the two of us tomorrow...

Finally, we had everything I had been looking for, and 'Charlotte' and I loaded back into the car, and I drove us back to the home she owned as Charles Wild. It was mid-afternoon.

"Okay Charlotte, I think you should wear one of your sexy new outfits this afternoon, but I'll let you pick. Tennis girl or Hawaiian beach babe?"

"Um - I think tennis girl," she said softly. 'Her' voice was getting more feminine all the time.

"Okay, so you go and get changed. Don't forget to put your new boobs on, and to keep your butt plug in." I ordered her. Charlotte nodded, and went upstairs with the bags full of stuff.

I turned on the TV, tuning it to the Saturday afternoon Match of the Day, and wandered through to the kitchen to raid the fridge as the familiar music filled the air. I grabbed a beer and picked up the camera from where it lay on the kitchen top went back to the couch in front of the screen, kicking off my shoes.

A few minutes later, Charlotte appeared. She was dressed in her new 'tennis girl' outfit, with a thin tight white top clearly showing the now well-filled bra underneath. Below she wore a pleated white skirt barely a foot long, and her long legs were nude down to the flimsy sandals she wore with white ankle socks. Her hair was in a simple ponytail, held back with a white ribbon, and she had white sweatbands at each wrist. She looked delicious, and I told her so as I took her picture.

"Come on in sweetie," I told her. "Curl up next to me on the couch"

Charlotte came obediently, sitting on the couch next to me. Her skirt came up on her thighs as she sat, exposing her legs high on the thighs. I put my arm around her shoulders, enjoying the feel of 'her' feminine frame as I drank my beer and watched the football. After a few minutes, my beer was empty, and I told her to get me another one, and to get herself a glass of white wine. When she returned with our takes, and sat sipping her wine, I decided to remind her of some of my earlier orders.

"Hey, why are you just sitting there?" I asked bluntly.

Charlotte looked confused. "I was just having my wine," she said in her soft new voice.

"I thought we agreed this morning what you'd do when you didn't have anything else to do." I said firmly.

I could almost see the cogs turning in her head as she rewound the day. Before we went out shopping, I had told her that when she had nothing else to do, she should suck on my cock. When her gaze dropped to my crotch, I knew that she had remembered.

Charlotte reached out a manicured hand towards my jeans, pulling at the fly. As it popped open, I told her to stop, and finish her wine. She glanced at her full glass, holding perhaps a quarter of a bottle, then glanced at me, and then back at her glass. She raised it to her lips, and drank deeply. With a series of gulps, she drained the wine, and put the glass down to one side. Then she reached for my jeans again, and I lifted up to allow her to pull them down to my ankles. I kicked them off as she gracefully curled her legs up onto the couch, lying down with her head on my lap. My half-erect cock was easily visible through the fly of my shorts, and she took it out, sucking the warm flesh into her mouth hungrily.

I grinned, swigging my beer as my sexy and eager cocksucker sucked and licked at my shaft. I had almost forgotten how good she was at it though, and I was soon getting distracted from the game. It was on a digital box, so I paused the live TV and turned my attention to the slut in my lap.

Charlotte was bobbing up and down on my cock vigorously, running her lips up and down the sides of my stiff prick. I was getting very aroused, and decided to stop her before I came, as I wanted more fun before I did. I decided to get her to put on a show for me and told her to stop and stand up.

"Dance for me." I said, taking my cock in my hand as I watched her. For a moment, she hesitated, pouting, then she began to sway her hips and shuffle her feet. My sweet, not-quite-innocent tennis girl danced in front of me, her skirt flaring out when she twirled.

"Stand in front of me." I told her.

She did what I said, and I told her to stand with her legs apart and show me her ass. She reached behind her and slowly lifted the pleated white skirt, showing the pert ass cheeks bisected by a thin white thong.

"Now pull your panties down slowly, keeping your legs straight," I ordered. She did what I said, leaving the skirt piled up on the small of her back and pushing the panties down her legs. After a moment, her ass was visible, the butt plug gleaming darkly between her cheeks, then her cock and balls were dangling below the spread curves of her ass. She kept pushing until the panties were a tight band just below her knees, where I told her to stop.

"Grind for me - grind your hips. Keep your legs straight, and - yeah, that's it. Really work that ass!"

Following my instruction, Charlotte rotated her hips, her ass flexing back and forth as she did. She let out a small grunt as she did, and I knew that the butt plug was stimulating her rectum.

"Are you enjoying that?" I asked innocently.

"Ah-huh," Charlotte moaned, eagerly assenting to being ordered to display herself in this sexy way. "In that case, I want you to lift your skirt up round your waist and keep it there as you go and bring me back the bag from the sex shop. And bring the digital camcorder from the bedroom."

Charlotte stood up straight, lifting her pleated skirt above her waist, and walked away. Her panties fell as she moved, eventually catching around one ankle as she walked. I watched her flexing buttocks as she ran upstairs. Whilst she was gone, I kicked off my jeans and boxer shorts, leaving me in just a T-shirt, and drank from my beer. My cock was still hard, and I was keeping my hand on it.

A few moments later, she came back. Her frontal appearance was sexy and androgynous, with a pair of full bouncing breasts beneath her short top, but with her skirt lifted she displayed her bobbing cock, smooth and slim above the balls drawn tight up against the base.

"Get down on your knees, sexy" I said after she dropped the bag in front of me. Charlotte handed over the camera, and obeyed eagerly, her knees apart. I opened the camera and started filming my sweet little slut. She was facing me, and I told her to take hold of her cock. She let the dress fall around her waist, taking her sweet cock in one well-manicured hand.

"That's right. Start pumping away on your sweet little cock. Just like that, yes."

I kept the video camera on my submissive schoolteacher as he knelt in front of me, masturbating his/her cock whilst dressed as a sexy girl.

I told her to turn around and bend forwards on hands and knees, taking a long close-up of her well-curved ass before leaning forward and pulling on the butt plug.

With an audible pop, the plug came out, and Charlotte groaned passionately as she felt suddenly empty. I took one of the dildos, and lubricated it with a heating gel, sliding it into her gaping anus, producing another series of low groans from my submissive partner. She kept jerking at her cock though, breathing hard and clearly excited.

"Let go of your cock and take hold of the dildo," I told her, "and then fuck yourself with it."

As her hand came back and took over thrusting the rubber cock in and out of her ass, I hunted out the second dildo, coating this one in a little strawberry lube. I moved up towards her head, and slid it easily between her soft, open lips. Charlotte took this dildo too, sliding it in and out of her mouth, her tongue flickering over the head.

I sat back and admired my work. My schoolteacher, Mr. Wild, had now become a completely submissive, sexy woman, penetrated at both ends by a replica of my own cock. She was half up on her knees, her own cock erupting from her skirt, thrusting one dildo in and out between her pert ass-cheeks and the other between her cherry-red lips. The look on her face was amazing - lust, pain, desperation...

This film was going to be superb! Shame no-one else was going to see it - but I could see myself building up quite a collection...

Charlotte's face began to tighten as she panted around the dildo in her mouth, and her cock began darker pink and swollen. As I zoomed in on her face and cock, it was obvious that she was going to come.

"Take that dildo out of your mouth, Charlotte," I said.

Charlotte slid the rubber phallus out of her mouth with a gasp, panting for air. With the other hand, she was still pumping the second dildo in and out of her ass. I put out a hand to gently stop her with the cock deep inside her.

"Do you want to come, Charlotte?" I said as she groaned hungrily.

"Oh God! Oh God, yes! Please!"

"Were you going to ask my permission?"

"Yes! Yes, please... please, I need to come" she begged, eyes rimmed with desperate tears. "Please let me come."

"Okay, you can start fucking yourself again. Do you like fucking yourself with my cock?"

"Yes... it feels so good... so good to have your cock in my ass..." she moaned.

"Good, because you'll be having the real thing again later," I said. "Now, I want you to make yourself come with the dildo, and to hold your skirt up so we can see your cock as you come."

Half-hunched over, Charlotte pulled the waistband of her short skirt up her midriff, completely baring her buttocks and groin. She leant forward, thrusting the dildo in and out of her hard-working rectum, emitting little groans and grunts.

Finally she came with a loud wail, burying the dildo in her ass, her cock swelling and pulsing as it shot jets of thick spunk into the air. I filmed the whole thing, her come flying nearly two feet from her jerking cock.

She sank down, almost spent, eyes heavy-lidded. Balancing the camera on the arm of the sofa to keep her in frame, I called out to her.

"Charlotte... Charlotte... Hi there! Did you enjoy that?"

"Yes... Yes sir" she half-giggled excitedly.

"You've made quite a mess, Charlotte. Don't you think you should clear it up?"

Charlotte looked down to the laminate wood floor, where the white spray of her come streaked the surface in front of her.

"Lick it up," I ordered.

Charlotte managed one of her increasingly brief moments of rebellion. "Do I have to?"

"Yes. Oh yes, you do. And you'd better do it thoroughly. And whilst you do it, I'll be working behind you, so bend over and put that butt in the air!"

Charlotte sighed, but bent over, lifting her ass and pulling up the little tennis skirt to expose it fully.

Reaching into our shopping case, I brought out an enema bag. As Charlotte began to lick her come off the floor, I picked up the bottle of wine and used it to half-fill the enema bag. It wasn't enough, so I jogged to the kitchen for another bottle to top it up. Then I moved behind my obedient slut, her tongue working away on the hard floor, and told her what I was going to do.

"I'm going to clean you out, little girl. I'm going to give you an enema to make you ready for me to fuck you again," I said as I pulled the dildo from her rectum. She moaned, strands of come sticky between her lips and the floor as her anus gaped at me. I easily slipped the nozzle of the enema bag into her.

"Now clench down on this, we don't want to waste any."

Charlotte's butt-cheeks clenched, and I lifted the enema bag, letting a bottle and a half of wine begin to flow into her bowels. She finished licking the floor, and lifted her head, waiting for me to finish on all fours.

"That feels strange," she said in a somewhat strained voice.

"I know. I've done it once or twice myself. I'd usually just use salty water, but I thought this might be more fun for you - I'm filling you up with wine."

"Wine!" her head snapped round to me. "You're putting wine up my ass!"

"Hey don't worry. I read that the Greeks and Romans used to do it all the time. And in Victorian times, people used to use coffee for enemas. It means that the holy water or caffeine gets absorbed really quickly. It should be fun!"

Charlotte sighed again. "Oh, Matt..."

She didn't move however, and I turned to grin at the camera, silently recording me giving my cross-dressing teacher a wine enema. I winked at the camera as the enema finished.

"Now you have to clench down tight when I pull out," I said firmly.

Charlotte nodded, and I gently pulled out the nozzle of the bag. Her puckered hole tightened up behind it, and not a drop was lost.

I pulled over a footstool, and told Charlotte to lie on her back, with her legs over the footstool. She got into the position I wanted with some reluctance, feet dangling off the other side of the stool as her butt was lifted into the air.

I told her to gently massage her stomach in an anticlockwise direction, which should help the enema go around her insides. Then I finally reached down and paused the camera. With Charlotte lying there rubbing her stomach, I wandered into the kitchen to find Charlotte's collection of takeout menu's.

I ordered a couple of pizzas, gazing at my sexy schoolteacher, lying on the floor in the other room. As I hung up, I called her over.

"Charlotte - come over here." I said.