Alex was a rather short fellow, timid, and obedient, Sammie's type exactly. Sammie lay on her back with Alex's face between her thighs, his mouth working on her balls, her legs on his shoulders. She moaned and arched her back, reaching down to wrap her fingers in Alex's hair and grind his face into her crotch. He licked up her shaft, teasing the tip of her cock with the tip of his tongue, Sammie felt his finger press against her anus, it clenched and he paused, a moment later he began wiggling his finger into her ass. The bed creaked with her movements.
Sammie gasp, a sharp pain making her wrap her legs around Alex's head. Her cock had been resting on his lips, with her legs pushing him forward he opened his mouth and her cock slid over his tongue. She felt his finger squirming in her rectum, something that felt strange to her no matter how many times her ass was filled.
Alex's nose was pressed hard into Sammie's pubic hair, his tongue working on her cock, it's head buried in his throat. Alex didn't even flinch with the head shoved so deep, his gag reflex was long overcome from his need to service his mistress.
Sammie unwrapped her legs and pulled his head up some, till just the head of her cock was at in his mouth, she pushed him back down hard, then slowly pulled him back. She repeated this for several minutes, his lips slowly sliding up her shaft before jerking him back down. Feeling herself getting close she stopped, sighed, and pushed him off her. Sammie shuddered as he withdrew his finger from her ass.
Alex sat back on his legs and waited, Sammie motioned for him to lay on his back, once he had she sat beside his head. Sammie pointed to his feet and he lifted his legs straight up, she took each ankle in her hands and pulled them forward putting his legs under her armpits. His cock now hung a few inches from his face.
Sammie reached between his legs with her hands and squeezed his balls. She began rubbing his cock as he started to breathe harder. Smiling, Sammie lowered her face to his asshole and swirled her tongue around it, Alex moaned in pleasure as her lips pressed against his hole and sucked lightly. Sammie increased her pace on his cock, jerking him faster and faster, when she shoved her tongue into his asshole he shook with his orgasm and his cock exploded, spraying his face with cum.
Sammie pulled her face from between his cheeks, licking her lips. She milked his cock of the last bit, the juice dripping down onto Alex's face, covering his lips and mouth with his semen. Sammie eased Alex's legs back onto the bed. She lowered her crotch onto his face, wiping the cum around and covering her cock and balls with it. With a firm push she rolled Alex onto his back and he spread his legs apart for her as she moved between his legs. Sammie pressed her cock against Alex's rear, rubbing it around, the cum dripping down his crack.
Tired of teasing, Sammie held he cock straight and pushed forward, cum and spit on his asshole lubricating her head as it forced open his back entry. Alex grunted beneath her and wrapped his arms around a pillow as Sammie began thrusting into him. She griped his sides and began fucking him as hard as she could, the soft, wet inner walls of his rectum an Eden for her pulsing cock. Finally, Sammie tensed up, pressing her tits against Alex's back as she came in his ass.
Sammie sat in the pool room the next night. It was the company pool tournament, something she came to every year so she could claim to be a "team player" on the self review ever around the bend. Her opponent was one of her co-workers, Mark. She stared at his dirty blond hair while he took his turn. He hated it when she called his hair color "dirty blond" but that's what it was. He reached up to brush his hair out of his eyes, staring exasperated at the table.
Sammie, "You can't make any shots! Just hit the damn ball!"
"I don't know, if I hit it off the side and into that ball..." Mark trailed off dreaming of a possible shot.
"Bah, you hear, Bah!" Sammie walked off to the bar and ordered excessive amounts of alcohol before returning with her tray to the game. Over the next hour she became quite intoxicated and proceeded to lose several games to her slow ass adversary. A sore loser she blamed the bartender, the white ball, and Mr. Popo for her poor performance before wobbling out to her car. Sammie drove about 20 miles an hour the whole way home, thinking she was doing a pretty good job looking sober, in fact maybe her drunk driving was safer then all those non-drunk losers that went all fast and honked at her, and... stuff.
Once home she dropped in front of the TV and watched the random zombie movie that was on the current channel. The house was dark, the only light came from the hall bathroom's half open door. After about half an hour it began to rain outside. As the zombies shambled around she got a little frightened. Something tapped the window and she jumped looking around before laying back down and squeezing her pillow.
Someone knocked on the door.
Sammie slowly stood up and crept towards the hall, on her way she kept glancing behind her, making sure the zombies were still Inside the TV and not crawling into her living room. At the door she fumbled for the light switch, found it, and flipped.
Nothing.
Pausing but a moment more she opened the door. Rain was all that waited outside. Turning back she returned to the TV, a few seconds later there was a tapping on the back door. "It must be kids." Sammie thought and decided to ignore it.
On screen a young woman struggled against the attack of a female zombie, her shirt tight against her breast. Sammie imagined the zombie pushing the woman down on her back, and a hot lesbian zombie scene following, I'll spare you the details of this.
Of course, what actually happened is that the zombie killed the poor woman quite brutally. Sammie turned off the TV. "Some zombie's have no class." Sammie said and stood up. The room was even darker without the glow of the television, the rain the only sound, other then footsteps that is.
Sammie became understandably alarmed when she heard the steps. Looking around, she grabbed the closet weapon she could find, her pillow, and ducked next to the couch. A figure walked past her, not seeing her in the dark.
"DIE ZOMBIE SCUM!" Sammie leapt up and bashed the figure repeatedly with her pillow. The man screamed and fell to the floor, shielding himself with his arms against her brutal assault. Between blows she recognized Tim, a fellow from the office whom she'd known since high school.
"Oh hey Tim. You think you could knock?" Sammie lay down the pillow and sat on the couch, or tried to, she was still quite drunk and missed the couch, landing on her ass. "Ouch! You see what you made me do!?"
Tim got up, "Um, sorry. You didn't answer the door so I came in."
"You came in huh? How nice." Sammie started to pull herself up on the couch, but it seemed so hard, and the floor was so comfy... so she lay back with her pillow.
"Well, I knew you were home, and I wanted to ask you a favor."
"Great! A favor, what is it?"
"Could I like, stay here for a while?" Tim pleaded, pretty pathetically.
"Huh?" Sammie stared at him.
"I lost my apartment." Tim said, starring at the floor.
"Well, where was the last place you put it?" Sammie asked.
"I didn't lose it you damn drunk! I have to move out cause I can't afford the rent!"
Money signs floated in front of Sammie's eyes, "Well, so long as you pay rent here."
"Well, I don't really have any money."
Sammie frowned, and thought. She wanted to help, but for nothing? Then a brilliant thought! "You can be my maid!"
Tim smiled, "You bet, I clean everything thoroughly."
Sammie smiled, "You have to be my sexual servant as well of course."
Tim laughed, thinking she was joking, "Well, to be a sex toy for a pretty lady like you is a plus."
Sammie giggled, in her addled state of mind it did indeed seem perfectly reasonable. "Good, you should know though that I'm a harsh master, with freaky sexual desires."
"Just don't hurt me to badly."
Sammie, sat up and patted the couch. Tim wondered how far she was going to take this joke, but said nothing, sitting on the couch. Sammie reached for his crouch.
"HEY THERE! What are you doing?" Tim scooted back on the couch.
Sammie stared coldly up at him, "It's be my plaything or leave, I'm not joking."
Tim stared at the couch, then at Sammie sitting on her knees, obviously the correct answer was yes. "Ok... I guess I shouldn't complain..."
Sammie unzipped Tim's fly and pulled out his limp member.
She frowned, "What, not hard for me yet? Oh, one thing, do you drink your own cum?"
"Uh, I don't make a habit of it but if you really want I will." Tim responded.
Sammie leaned forward and kissed the tip of his cock, wrapping her hand around the base she began slowly jerking him as his cock hardened. Tim lay back on the couch and closed his eyes, content to accept his fate.
Sammie unbuttoned his pants and slid them down his waist, she pressed her face against his boxers, moaning and rubbing her nose against his balls though the cloth. Sammie's hot breath on his balls made Tim shudder, and he put his hands on her shoulders. In the dark he couldn't see Sammie reach down and slipped off her own pants, her hard cock standing straight up.
Sammie motioned for him to lift his butt up off the couch some and as he did she pulled off his pants. She quickly returned her face to his crotch, feeling his pubic hairs on her cheeks, Tim's cock resting on her forehead. she extended her tongue, circling his hairy sack. Tim's hands moved up his shoulders to caress her neck, and Sammie began stroking her own meat, to which Tim was oblivious.
Sammie's lips began working hard on him, she sucked his balls into her mouth, tonguing them as they filled her mouth. Tim's fingers wrapped themselves in her hair, pulling her off, he tilted her head back and shoved his cock into her throat with little warning. Tim began pushing into her throat, only pulling out an inch or so before thrusting back in, forcing more and more of his cock into her until he bottomed out, brutally fucking her face, in the quiet off the house it was a noisy face fuck. The slurping noise her lips made moving on his shaft, the gurgles coming from her throat when his cock head forced into her, and the slapping of his balls on her chin sounded loud in Sammie's ears. She tasted precum leaking into her mouth. It made her heart pound, her sex crying out for relief. Sammie reach down and began jerking herself frantically, hoping she could cum while this wonderful meat was still in her mouth.
Sammie wrapped one hand around the base of his cock and pumped as spit flowed down his shaft, over her fingers and onto his balls. Her own cock needed some lube so she switched hands, placing her spit drenched hand onto her cock and previously engaged one on his.
Tim heard her moaning and felt her arm pumping against the couch. "Are you fingering yourself?" Tim asked, "I wish I'd known you were this easy!"
Sammie moaned, and her cock erupted, spraying cum on her hand and dripping onto the floor. She squeezed her cock tight and closed her eyes, a moment later Tim came. He pulled her face down into his pubic hair, warm semen flooded her mouth, her throat muscle's worked to swallow his sticky goop. It slid down her throat slowly, she felt it every inch of the way as it filled her stomach. Pulling off his dick Sammie lifted her cum coated hand up to Tim's lips and forced her fingers into his mouth. Tim assumed she had spat his cum onto her hand and accepted her dripping hand, licking her fingers clean. As he did she lowered her mouth back onto his cock.
Tim panted and held her face into his crotch, his member slowly softening in her mouth. When he let her go she stood up, her balls dripping with cum dangled inches from his chin, but in the dark he couldn't see them.
"You can sleep on the couch." she said, and went to her room.
As Tim fell asleep he thought , "Man! What a slut, it's going to be great living here, I bet that whore will to anything I say. My own personal sex toy! And to think, a maid! How ludicrous! I'm going to show that little bitch whose boss, once she's had a taste of a real man she'll be begging for it all the time!"
Tim may have been surprised had he learned that Sammie had much the same final thoughts before sleep.
------X------
I woke up feeling pretty good. A new place and an unexpected blowjob had fallen into my lap last night. As such I regarded the slave outfit laid out on my dresser in good humor. Sam was a very silly woman after all.
Yawning and stretching I stepped into the hall, hearing movement in the kitchen. I stepped around the corner of the hall and the smell of cooking pancakes greeted me.
"Good Morning." Sammie said.
"Hey Sam." Wow, I thought. Does this mean were dating? I had no objection to that, nor to pancakes, so I seated myself at the table.
She smiled and picked up a glass of orange juice, placing it in front of me.
"No thanks, I'm not into orange juice."
She looked at me like she might pop a vein so I relented and began drinking the juice. She smiled again, pleased. Some chicks are weird.
Shortly, she finished the pancakes and sat them before me. I dug in, noticing she had none of her own.
"You don't want pancakes?" I asked.
"Naw, I prefer waffles, pancakes are for soft little boys like you."
This comment made me rather uneasy, and I ate in silence. As I finished she stood up and said, "Why aren't you dressed?"
"Huh?" I didn't get it immediately.
"As my slave I expect you to perform your functions in the proper attire."
"Um, okay." I said. If she wanted to humiliate me a little who cares. At the end of the night it would be her servicing me. I smiled with the memory of the previous night. She took my smile to mean surrender and left happily for work.
I thought about cleaning but as I walked the house I noticed how everything seemed spotless. Bored, I went to the room she'd given me and turned on the tube. 60 channels and nothing to watch, well nothing until I found the Little Mermaid, an awesome movie.
I watched, but I was still bored. I glanced at the slave outfit, curious, I walked to it and picked it up. It was very soft and skimpy. No "proper" slave would wear this, it was one of those outfits for bored husbands to spice up their wives with.
Inside I found silk underwear. I rubbed them in my hands and loved the feel. I couldn't resist. Closing my eyes I rubbed them over my face, parting my lips I let them glide across. Without thinking I poked out my tongue, pushing the panties into my mouth some.
My cock strained against my pants. Reaching down I lowered my zipper and pulled it out. I was already leaking precum, which I smeared around the head and began to jerk off.
DING DING
The bleeding doorbell.
I dropped the panties and tucked myself back in quickly, heading to the door. It was probably UPS or something equally bothersome. Once they were gone I could pick up were I left off.
I got quite a surprise. Standing at the door was a sweet little vixen, dressed like a slut in a minishorts that would shame the wearer of the slave outfit, a belly shirt showing her cute little belly button piercing, with tits practically hanging out the top, and her makeup seemed designed to draw all attention to her lips, painted a bright red.
"Um, is Sammie here?" She asked.
"Ah, no, she's at work." I replied.
"Oh, well, can I come in?" Considering my still throbbing cock I could hardly tell a babe dressed like that to buzz off.
So she came on in and began walking around the house inspecting every corner.
"My my," She muttered to herself, "So dirty." She set immediately about cleaning the house, getting up things I hadn't noticed. I followed her around like a puppy, my eyes glued to her ass.
She could hardly not notice my gaze and giggled at me. I smiled, there was nothing I cold do but look, every step she took gave me a brief glimpse of her panties. They were pink with little hearts. LITTLE RED HEARTS! I was so hot I wanted to go to my room and finish myself off, but at the same time I couldn't bear the thought off taking my eyes off her. It wasn't just the panties, there was something... off about her. All my senses told me she was a hot fuckable babe, but something about her nagged at me. My curiosity kept me there as much as her panties.
"Since your following me around why not help?" She asked. I nodded my consent. "You can't be a slave dressed like that though." She turned, walked straight to my room and came out with my slave outfit and panties. Any thoughts of saying no to this vanished when she bent over the couch, laying them out for me and giving me an eyeful of her shapely ass, enclosed in those gorgeous panties.
She left the room for a moment and I quickly change clothes, when she came back she laughed out loud at me. Needless to say I felt a little exposed. The skimpy slave shorts had the same effect on me as her shorts had on her. I knew with every motion it bounced a little, revealing what was underneath: my hardening cock. The feel of the shorts, the embarrassment, the childlike look, it turned me on.
She crossed the room to me, seeing me blush, and to my shock reached under my shorts, pulled aside my panties and started to rub my cock. I closed my eyes and moaned.
"You like being dressed like a little boy?" A pure question, no mocking or dirty, just curious. No point in denial, though I didn't know it until this moment the obvious answer was yes.
"You like my panties don't you? Would you like to feel them?" I reached around to touch her ass, but she hadn't meant it that way. Pushing my hand away she turned around and started rubbing her ass up and down my cock.
"God yes..." I moaned. Grabbing her hips I started dry fucking her rear, in moments I spurted, covering her ass in cum.
Realizing the error of my haste I slapped myself on the forehead. She looked at me, amused. "Well, back to cleaning!"
She made no attempt to clean herself, just went back to work with the cum drying on her panties. I felt a little silly now, my sexual energy discharged, also a bit ashamed. Before long though the silken feel of my new look began to get to me, and as I passed mirrors and saw myself I wondered what I could do to look more childlike.
My erection recovered I was about to start flirting up Alex, but the sound of the front door opening sent my heart racing. Sam was home. I scurried back to my room, closing the door behind me, I didn't want her to see that I'd actually worn the outfit.
I heard Alex and Sammie speaking in the hall. Surprisingly their voices were very affectionate, like lovers, I thought.
Pressing my ear against the door I listened.
"Hey sweetie I see you cleaned up good." Sammie.
"Well I had help." Alex.
"Oh, meet the new boy?" Sammie laughed at this, Alex giggled.
"Your not trying to replace me are you?" Alex's question was soft, but urgent. No mistaking it, the genuine concern of a lover for their partner's affection. Wow, I've found heaven, I thought. Two hot lesbians, Sammie the butch and Alex the bitch, and then me, invited to live with them!!!
There was more talk that I couldn't hear. But I felt I understood my place a little better. Sammie wasn't interested in dating me after all, it seemed I was a side dish. A position I was more then happy with.
I heard them walk past my door, into Sammie's room. They closed the door, but it didn't shut. My brain recognized an opportunity for spying. I waited a few moments until I heard moaning coming from Sammie's room. Now they'd be too preoccupied to notice me.
Creeping out of my room I snuck up to their door and peeked in through the crack, the scene in front of me was hotter then I'd dreamed. Alex's hands were bound together, a rope going up to the ceiling holding her in place. Her shirt was gone, pert tits bare for my viewing pleasure. Her shorts was still on, her panties were around her ankles, she still had her heels on. Sam had her shirt off, green army fatigues adding to her toned upper body making her look quite fierce. In one hand she held a long horse hair whip, in her other hand she held a large pink vibrator.
With ease that came from clear experience she pushed the toy under Alex shorts and straight up, out of my view, and indeed out of anyone's view. Disappearing into her lover's body. Alex took it with a grunt, but little apparent pain, Sammie must have worked on her some before I arrived. But no, I realized. There couldn't have been time. I saw her twitch her arm and heard the buzzing start. Alex moaned and shuddered.
Then I looked a Alex's feet. Laying inside her panties was a butt plug. The sight of this really turned me on, had she had that in her while we cleaned together?
"Don't let that fall out now." Sammie said, she backed away, and Alex shifted toward her some, pointing her breast at Sammie she leaned back her head.
"Hurt me Sammie plezzzz!" Alex whorish attitude was exceptionally hot. The boy radiated slut, as she wiggled her body for her lover's amusement I also fully enjoyed the show. There was just enough rope for her to have some freedom, she used it to twirl in place, causing her shorts to fly up, but she was a blur and from where I was I couldn't make out her juicy parts. She shook her hips, circled them, moaning as the vibrator worked inside her. Reaching down I rubbed myself through my shorts.
I could see Sammie was similarly affected. She breathed heavily, staring at Alex's dance.
Licking her lips she pulled back her arm, raising the whip. Alex smiled, arching her back and waiting for the strike. For a breathless moment they stood still.
CRACK!
The silence broke and Alex yelped in pain, gasping for air. I pulled out my dick and started jerking myself.
Alex arched her back again, closing her eyes. Another blow fell, squarely on her right breast. I felt myself close to orgasm and slowed down, wanting to enjoy the show.
Alex breathed deep and prepared herself again, receiving the next blow with a smile and soft gasp. I figured the ease with which she took that strike must have told Sammie she was ready for more because Sam didn't wait a moment before lashing her again and again. Yelping with each blow, closing her eyes and gritting her teeth as I watched her tits slowly turn bright red. The beating seemed to last forever, but it could only have been a few minutes.
When the whip stopped Alex hung limply, breathing heavy. Sam walked over to her and gently placed her hands on Alex's breast, rubbing them softly. Alex tossed her head back and moaned, pressing herself against Sam.
Sammie lowered her mouth to Alex's hard nipples, making as much noise as she could as she slurped an them.
"Uhhhh, umm, OH!" Alex made delightful noises and wrapped her legs around Sam's waist.
Sam looked up at Alex from between her breast, "You want me to go lower?"
"YES! PLEASE!"
Sam laughed and dropped to her knees, planting a kiss on Alex's belly button before slipping her head under Alex's shorts. God I wished she'd tear that thing off. Even with it though there was little to the imagination about what was going on under the cloth. Sam reached up with one hand and I saw it disappear under the shorts, Alex screamed in pleasure and I saw the pink vibrator pulled out, then shoved back up.
Alex rolled her head side to side and suddenly stopped, staring right at the door. I sat like a deer in headlights, I knew I was found out. Then she winked at me.
Sammie pulled her head from under Alex's shorts. Fearful she'd follow her lover's gaze I hurriedly crawled away from the door, returning to my room.
I sat on my bed, closing my eyes I summoned up the scene and replayed it in my mind. I stroked myself softly for a few minutes, hanging on the edge of orgasm. Just before I decided it was time the door to my room opened, Alex stepped in inside, her tits an angry red glow. I sat there, penis in hand, unsure what to do.
Alex examined me for a moment and then pointed to my erection.
"I could take care of that."
I stood up and stepped over to her, my mind joyfully racing through her options for taking care of me. Without another word she turned around, reaching behind herself she took my erection in one hand, her shorts in the other. Lifting it up just enough that I caught a glimpse of her firm ass before my cock slipped into it. I entered with ease, with ass well lubed from the vibe she'd had in there.
Her ass was really hot to my raging member and I started pumping it quickly. Wanting to feel her tits before I spurted I reached around her and squeezed them. She cried out in surprise and pushed her ass back against me, her muscles squeezing my cock. This sent me over the edge and I forced myself as deep as I could get into her, creaming her insides.
Exhausted, sat down on the edge of the bed and laid back. Alex left the room silently and I drifted off to sleep.
The next morning I awoke and went to the kitchen, Alex was there cooking. She smiled at me as I came in. I stretched and approached her. She was in a new shorts, a red, white, and blue plaid minishorts. Her top was a simple, thin, and revealing white T-shirt.
"Good morning." I said.
She went to the sink and bent over it, flashing her panties at me again, a different pair, bright red.
She looked over her shoulder at me, smiling. "Sit down and we'll eat."
I sat down, the chair cool on my legs, still under that slave's shorts.
She sat next to me, putting a plate of pancakes in front of me, on the side of the plate was a pill.
"What's this?" I asked.
"Oh, their good for sluts like us." Saying this she picked up her own and tossed it in her mouth. Shrugging, I did the same. The remark didn't bother me. We ate in silence for a moment until she spoke.
"I could help you look better."
I stopped eating and looked at her. "Sure." I said. "I am having fun."
After breakfast she took me to the bathroom, checking the cabinets she pulled out a few bottles of hair remover.
"Hmm," I said, "I guess that's a good place to start."
I stripped naked in front of her, my cock standing at attention. She looked at it, licking her lips. The motion didn't seem to be meant for me either, did the boy just crave cock non-stop?
Looking at my face she smiled and began spreading the Nair all over me, avoiding only my pubic hair. While the Nair sat on she got some scissors and trimmed my pubic hair, she didn't trim it evenly though and I wondered if she'd meant to do that bad a job, the middle needed a lot more trimming, the sides she'd cut close to the skin.
After a few minutes she brought in a wet towel and wiped me down, I was amazed to see the hair fall off, the transformation of my body very sudden. There were a few patches left though.
Alex had me stand under the shower for a few minutes to rinse off, and when I came out she had a razor and some shaving cream. She touched up my shave, her hands on my body making my cock cry for attention.
Much to my delight she knelt in front of me, but she didn't start sucking. She rubbed shaving cream around my crouch and started working with the razor. This made me VERY nervous, especially when she ran it over my balls.
But I didn't get a scratch. Alex stood me under the shower again for a moment, and when the rinse was done I saw her handiwork. She'd shaved my pubic hair into a heart shape.
I laughed at this and she laughed with me, "I'm glad you like it." She said, sitting in front of me to examine my new haircut. Raising her hand she fingered my hair, my cock pointing right at her face. Smiling up at me she planted a wet kiss on my cockhead, then stood and walked out.
"Tease." I said.
I looked around for my slave outfit but it wasn't there, she must have moved it while I was in the shower. Stepping out into the hall I found a new slave outfit. This was not as skimpy, it was much focusing on being more elaborate, buckles and straps everywhere.
Putting it on I looked in the mirror, smiling. I was pleased with how I looked.
Alex left me and I sat in my room for a few hours, stroking myself through my panties every now and then. I looked at the clock after a while and realized Sammie ought to be home now, I hadn't heard her come in.
Leaving my room I went down the hall, at first the sight that greeted me was quite pleasant. I saw Alex's back, she was completely naked now, first time I'd seen her that way. She was sitting hunched down, head underneath Sam's shorts.
These girls really loved minishortss.
I walked closer and Sam smiled at me. Looking down her body I was shocked. Alex's aggressive motions weren't like licking a pussy at all... and then I saw her hand flip back the shorts, revealing Sam's long penis half buried in Alex's mouth.
I stared at the display, mesmerized, I walked over to the couch and sat down, then I saw Alex drop one hand to her crouch, following her eyes I gasp.
She was stroking her own limp cock. It was small and soft, but it was there, a penis. I'd been fooling around with a futa. I'd fucked her ass, she'd had her mouth on my dick, hands all over my body.
Sammie looked at me. "Alex tells me your quite the freak."
I just stared, breathless as Alex bobbed her head on Sam's pole.
Sam went on, "I see your looking pretty good. Your more then welcome to join in the fun."
I shook my head no, I wasn't like that.
"Aww," Sam whined, "Check your cock and see what it says."
My cock? I wondered. Realizing what she meant my hand drifted down to my panties, I couldn't stop myself. I felt my hard cock through my panties.
"Hey," Sam said, "Alex loves to please me, but she only has one mouth. You can help her out by taking care of my other special spot." Saying this she rubbed her ass.
No way! I thought. She couldn't be suggesting that I kneel behind her and lick her asshole... I wouldn't do it.
I stood up walked out, back to my room. Sitting on my bed I closed my eyes, trying to shut out the image. But under my eyelids the scene appeared, except this time I was next to Alex on the floor.
Slowly standing up, shaking, I walked back down the hall, unable to fights my sick urges. Sammie saw me and put her hand on the back of her minishorts, raising it, "Come on, show me what a good boy you are."
Moving behind her I knelt, seeing her ass before me, shapely and beautiful. Alex had two fingers buried in her asshole and she pulled them out when she felt my breath, granting me access. Sam's balls hang inches from my face, Alex's chin slapping them as she went down on Sam.
Opening my mouth I slowly inched forward, my hands went just before my face, spreading her soft ass cheeks. Her tight hole was just before my lips. I slipped out my tongue and touched it shyly.
"Good boy, go on, you know you want to." Sam encouraged me.
Flattening my tongue I pressed it firmly just below her anus and began licking up, over her hole and to the tip of her crack. She sighed, "Oh God, that's good."
Becoming more eager I pressed my tongue against her hole, pushing my lips around it in a deep kiss. I sucked gently and probed with my tongue, her ass was loosened by Alex's fingers and my tongue slipped in without me thinking about it. I pulled back, my shock at my actions rising in me again.
I felt a hand on my head and Sam's voice, "It's okay boy, keep going."
As she pressed forward I followed her lead, kissing her ass again, licking it. I heard loud moaning, then realized it was me. I reached up and squeezed Sam's ass cheeks, lost in between her soft cheeks.
I was dismayed when she pushed me away. Turning, she pushed me onto my back and lay on top of me. Her face inches from mine.
"You look delicious." She said.
Alex sat at my head, laying her limp cock on my forehead. She smiled down at me. Sam got off me and said, "Why not take care of Alex?"
Alex turned and got on all fours, her ass sticking up.
I rose and sat behind her, lowering my lips to her dark bud. Inhaling her scent I began running my tongue up and down her crack.
Behind me I felt Sammie pull down my panties and her warm breath caressed my ass. I moaned into Alex's butt. I wiggled as Sammie licked my asshole.
Then she backed off and I felt her pressing something hard into my ass, her hands on my hips.
"Hey, no, don't please!" I screeched. Looking over my shoulders. "I'm not up for that."
Alex flipped onto her back and wrapped her legs around my head, pulling my face to her limp cock. Sammie held my hips firm as I began to struggle against them. Up until now I'd been reluctant but willing, ashamed but turned on. Not this though, they forced me against my will.
She pushed herself into me hard, I cried out into Alex's crotch as I felt her push inside me, my virgin ass screaming in pain.
She sat motionless behind me, sighing with the feel of my violated asshole. I started crying into Alex's crotch, and to my horror she began moving her hips forcing me to rub her cock all over my face, my tears lubricating the act.
Sammie started to fuck my ass and I tried to plead for mercy, but my voice was muffled by the balls pressed against my lips. Picking up the pace Sammie grunted, I prayed silently she'd cum soon, Alex had been going at her pretty good, so it couldn't take too much.
Thinking of Alex I looked up at her, seeing her suddenly howl, warm cum running out of her cock onto my face. I closed my eyes, wanting to shut out what was happening.
Then Sammie pounded me hard with a few long strokes and pressed herself firmly to me, motionless. I knew she was cumming inside me, at least it was over.
Alex and Sam got up and walked away, leaving me curled into a ball on the floor, my cock still hard.
They didn't stay gone though. With my eyes closed I didn't see the collar that I felt wrap around my neck. They pulled my forcefully into my room and handcuffed me to the bed. I lay on my back, unable to move.
Sammie smiled, "Take care of her Alex."
------X------
"Alex bring me some juice." Sammie said, rolling over in bed and hugging her pillow.
"Yes mistress!" I replied, with enthusiasm.
I crawled out of bed and walked down the hall, on the way past Tim's room I looked in on him. He lay there silent. Moving on I came to the kitchen, I went ahead and got my morning pill, and one for Tim later. There were two kinds of juice in the fridge, and I realized the type had not been specified! This led to a mini crisis of the parliament in my head as I debated the merits of grapes and oranges. In the end I decided that orange juice is more traditional and I poured 3 glasses of it.
I call that forward thinking!
Returning to the master bedroom I presented Sammie with the beverage, by which she was, I must say, most pleased. I sat on the bed next to her and she smiled at me, leaning in she placed her lips on mine while her hands caressed my chest and back.
"Today I want you to break Tim in some okay?" She said as our lips parted.
"Really? All me by myself?" I asked excitedly.
"Yeah you can do it." She answered. "Only hurt him a little," she yawned, "and keep him horny."
After she left I went in the bathroom, completely nude and examined myself in the mirror.
"Ugh!" I muttered to myself and began to make myself up. Bright red lipstick was the first thing on, Sammie thinks that makes a women look sluttish, so I always start with it, from there I build around that. I went with a black red color scheme, dark panties and bra, a red miniskirt. I put on some heavy eyeliner and bright nail polish. I examined myself in the mirror. I looked like a slut, but not quite street whore, perfect in other words!
Leaving the bathroom I picked up the OJ and Tim's pill. I entered his room and greeted him with my best morning smile.
"UNTIE ME BITCH!" he screamed.
I made a sad face and said, "Why are you so grumpy in the morning Timmy? I bring you nice juice and get yelled at, how ungrateful."
"Owwww," I said "You were having so much fun last night why you wanna be a spoil sport?"
"You guys raped me and tied me to this bed!" Tim snapped.
"Well if you lick a girl's asshole you gotta be ready to go all the way Timmy! I see your a little tease, is that it?"
He lay silent.
I removed my top and lay next to him, by breast placed against his chest. I reached up and brushed my hair out of my face, leaning in I ran my tongue along his neck. "You want to play?" I whispered in his ear.
He shuddered as he felt my tongue wiggling in his ear. My fingers ran over his chest, pinching his nipples lightly. His breathing quickened. The hair remover had done a good job the day before. I ran my fingers between his ass cheeks, they were nice and smooth.
"Let's start with something simple." I said. "Come on lift your legs, awwww good little Timmy." I offered him loving encouragement as I slipped panties over his legs.
I didn't trust him to not go crying out into the lawn like a baby of course, so I had applied cuffs to his legs before freeing his hands, which I didn't let remain unbound for long. He lay on the bed when I was finished with him.
"That was easy!" I exclaimed. I was a bit disappointed I admit part of me wanted to flog him with the whip and watch him squeal, but he just lay there accepting his fate.
"How does it feel to be a sexy boy?" I asked him.
"Your going to jail for this you know, rape, kidnapping, and.... whatever other fucking laws you've broken!" He came to life a little then wiggling on the bed (rather sexy wiggler I must say) in frustration.
"Ohhhhh," I smiled "you think your just gonna wait this out or something huh? I'm afraid your mistaken. Sammie has decided to break you in so you won't be leaving here until your a perfect little fuck toy, like me!" I giggled.
Some fear started to come into his eyes then. Its always hard I guess, for a bitch boy to let go of his manhood. I was confident based on how quickly he took to our dressing up sessions earlier that he would cave though.
Dressing him had really turned my on. I decided to let future plans go and enjoy the moment. I climbed onto the bed and straddled his chest. Handcuffed as he was he could offer little resistance, but he continued to show his meekness but not even struggling.
"You want to smell my crotch?" I asked him.
He shook his head in the negative.
"Oh you'll enjoy it you little panty sniffer." I said.
Moving forward I picked up my skirt some and let my panties, behind which strained my erect cock, rub on his face. He seemed to be holding his breath at first, but that couldn't last of course so I just waited, his head trapped between my thighs. Soon I felt his hot breath on me and purred in my best saucy little sex kitten voice.
I wiggled my hips, letting my cotton covered dick slide over his face. He whined a little and breathed in the scent of my sweat and shortly after that my precum.
"Lick it." I ordered.
A sob escaped him. This would be his first taste of cock as far as I knew. The previous night I had gotten little further then this, dry humping his face. When he didn't respond I leaned back and pulled up his dress. It exposed his dick and as my hand touched it I felt his tongue slide up the material of my panties, wetting them and making my dick jerk. I pulled my hand back, disappointed a little.
He gave my panties a great tongue bath. He swirled all around my balls and the tip of my dick. His face becoming wet with his own spit and my precum as my soaked panties moved around his face. I couldn't bear to torture myself for too long though. Pulling aside my panties I positioned my balls just over his mouth and said,
"Open up like a good boy!"
I looked into his eyes as I lowered my nuts into his mouth. I could see he was disgusted and that turned me on even more. "Tongue um bitch." I had never gotten to dominate anyone else like this. It sent a chill down my spine.
I decided to degrade him some more and sat back just a bit so my cock was resting on his cheek.
"So, who is a little panty sniffing, nut licking whore?" I asked him.
Tears came to his eyes and he muttered something I couldn't hear.
"Louder!" I shouted at him.
"I'm a little cock sucking bitch." he replied.
"What? Haha, who said anything about that?" I pretended to mull something over for a minute. "Well now that you mention it, I think we can put that skill to use!"
I grabbed the sides of his head, so pretty with his smeared makeup and cute wig, and guided my cock, as slowly as my body would move, into his mouth. Every inch inward was great, the head moving over his lips and they parted, his tongue involuntarily pressing itself against the base of my cock, and then the violent gagging that really made me smile as I pressed into the back of his throat. I pulled out a bit and let it sit on his tongue.
"Savor the taste bitch." I said. The ways in which Sammie spoke to me coming out of my mouth with ease.
I slowly began to fuck his mouth, he was a willing participant for the most part, well, let's say a non struggling participant! It felt great using him for my pleasure, I pulled my dick out and made him suck my nuts when I felt close to coming. Once I'd cooled off I resumed feeding him my dick. He took it like the bitch we were making him.
I delayed my orgasm for a long time by pulling out and slapping his face with my cock or tea bagging him, I just couldn't decided where I wanted to cum! I giggled to myself as I imagined different ways to humiliate him, but in the end I decided your first load should just be shot down your throat. There where definitely tears in his eyes when I shoved my cock all the way in and announced,
"Here I come! Drink it you fucking cumslut! This is your new purpose in life! Haha!"
I sat drained for a moment. My dick growing limp in his mouth. I pulled it out and patted him on the cheek.
"When your good, " I explained "you'll be rewarded." I lay next to him and leaned over his crotch. His dick was rock hard. I licked the tip, then ran my tongue up and down the shaft. He moaned with pleasure. I kept at him until precum was puring down his rod, as much as I enjoyed lapping it up I knew I had to stop.
I took him into the bathroom and cleaned him up some. He had to walk around with very tiny steps because I wouldn't remove the cuffs from his feet. I laughed at the image. I took him around the house and we cleaned (hobbled though he was) and I made him read some porn mags, as well as some cheesy romance novels. I like those. He looked at me grimly as I told him he was quickly shaping up into perfect submissive material.
Periodically I had him lay back and flipped up his skirt, licking him till he dripped. When it came time I took him into the master bedroom and tied his hands to the headboard, removing the handcuffs from his feet. The look of terror that came onto his face got me rock hard.
I greeted Sam in the foyer. She smiled at me and opened her arms, I fell into her embrace. "Have things gone well?" She asked me staring down into my eyes. "He is all ready for you my love." I replied. She kissed me deeply, her tongue entering my mouth and twirling around mine.
She stopped by the bathroom first and I went to kneel by the bed with a bottle of KY. Removing my top and bra but leaving on everything else I eagerly awaited the show. When she came in she was totally naked. Her cock, so beautiful in it's strong, veined perfection, stood up proudly.
Tim's eye's were glued to her dick too. I'm sure his mouth was watering with the treat she was about to give him. His legs actually trembled as she climbed between them. I smiled at his terror, she had fucked him just the night before. But I guess seeing it coming and having so much time to dwell on it was working a number on him. He was silent but for some whimpering as I leaned in and poured the oil onto my mistress's cock, rubbing it around.
Licking her lips Sam pulled up his dress and pulled his panties to the side (she always likes to leave a lot of clothes on her sex mates) exposing his rosebud. She leaned over him and put her face next to his, twirling a finger around his nuts she licked his lips, then forced her tongued between them. As they kissed she moved her hips forward. He sobbed and turned his head as she pressed in.
I watched with my head a few feet away, stroking myself as she entered his asshole. It was hard for her to bottom out, or maybe she just took her time I'm not sure, but she rotated her ass and pressed in slowly, stopping every inch to reposition a little. Tim was shuddering and his dick was hard a a rock. I knew the little bitch would love her cock.
"Look at me when I fuck you cunt." Sam said. Tim opened his eyes and stared up at her as she kissed and licked his lips, he opened his mouth and accepted her tongue.
She fucked him slowly. Savoring his ass as I had his mouth earlier. My heart raced at the sight of my lover's toned, yet completely feminine body with its hard cock shoving in and out of this boy's ass. One of her tits was juggling just inches from my face and though she hadn't invited me I couldn't help but lean forward and lick as it slapped me in the face. She murmured her approval.
No one could last long like that, your tits licked while you fuck a tight bitch asshole. She grunted and pulled out, shooting her cum all over Tim's dick. I dove my head to his crotch as she pulled back, cleaning him with my tongue and enjoying my lover's seed. I left the patch of cum that had landed on his heart shaped pubic patch (waaay to hard to lick cum out of hair).
Sam sat next to Tim's face and motioned for me to come over. I lay next to Tim and began cleaning Sam's cock with my skillful tongue. Tim watch transfixed as the lewd act was performed inches from his face. I licked her balls for a good ten minutes before she was ready again. Then she had me straddle Tim's face, my cock touching his nose. She moved behind me and I felt her cock slip between my ass cheeks.
"Oh yesssss." I moaned, ready for a good fucking. She began slowly, her hand reaching around me playing with my cock. She slapped Tim's face with it and rubbed my precum on his lips. He opened his mouth, expecting to have to suck my dick I suppose, but Sam was content to just jerk me off. My dick wiggled in his face, drops of precum landing on his cheeks as I grew more and more excited. The feel of Sam's cock pumping into my depths is like nothing else on earth. When she came she grunted loudly.
"Come on his face baby! Cover his face with your spunk." She gritted her teeth and kept fucking me, I knew she'd have to stop in a moment so I closed my eyes and concentrated on the great feeling of her pounding my ass as she wildly pumped my cock. I opened my eyes as I came, spraying my seed onto Tim's open lips.
Sam and I collapsed together on the bed next to Tim. A look of shock was on his face. There was a long moment of silence, Sam caressing me and basking in the afterglow as we watched my cum drip from our new bitch's face.
------X------
"Fuck you Excel." I muttered.
It was Monday morning and I was at work, but I hadn't managed to do much. I had to get cell G14 to show the total of B2 through B10 divided by B12 plus the total of C2 through C10 divided by C12 but every time the box just displayed a bunch of Xs. I had done this kind of thing before but something was off. I should probably just have asked Thomas from accounting but he already thought he was too smart.
I was also distracted by the fact that I had sex with two futanari over the weekend and I wasn't really aware of what I was getting into or sure I wanted to. I had been back and forth about it during the sex as well. At first it was hot, but they wanted to fuck me and I wasn't ready. 'No' wasn't an answer they had wanted to hear however.
It wasn't like I was going to the police either, the last thing I needed was everybody in the office knowing I had been fucked in the ass by a female co-worker. I decided the best thing to do was go on a break. Cause if you're not being productive the best way to get productive is snack machines.
I opened the fridge in the break room and retrieved my salad. I got a soda and candy bar from the machines and sat down. Just as I was taking my first bite Thomas walked in. Thomas is about twenty four years old, with a scruffy beard and short hair. Some call him, "The Chin" because his chin is ridiculously pronounced.
He sat down next to me and began texting on his cell phone. Then Sammie walked in.
I lowered my eyes to my salad, immediately feeling awkward, hoping she would be in and out.
"How was your weekend Thomas?" She said as she sat down next to me.
"Eh, it was fine." He replied.
"What about you Tim?" Sammie asked me.
"It was fine." I mumbled.
"Ah, you probably just won't tell us about all the wild parties you go to so we can't show up at them and find out what a bitch you are. Same goes for you Thomas."
"Yeah," Thomas said, still typing on his cell, "I love the dick, don't tell the others."
I ate my salad in silence; Sammie smiled at me and got up, leaving the room.
When I got back to my desk I still couldn't work, I still couldn't stop thinking about Sammie and Alex, and what I had done, and had done to me. Before long I pulled up Google and started searching. Shemales, futanaris... subjects I hadn't really looked into before. I had always thought shemale just meant guy in drag... I wondered what Sammie's story was.
After about thirty minutes I was gravitating more towards pornographic sites than informational ones. I clicked on one picture of a shemale on her knees giving head and a video popped up.
"Shit..." I whispered and was turning down the volume just as Sammie walked in.
"What's that noise?" She asked, smirking.
"Just YouTube." I said.
The computer choose that moment to become unresponsive naturally and my clicking on the exit button did nothing, the video was mute but still playing as Sam stepped up beside my desk and looked at the screen.
"Shit Tim, at work? Really?" She laughed. "Let's see what you got here."
Sammie knelt next to me and looked at the screen for a second. "So, which one do you want to be in this scene?"
As she spoke she put her hand in my lap and started rubbing my dick through my pants. My rational mind wanted to push her away, but my id was rearing its head and proving stronger. While we watched the girl on the screen bob her head Sammie's hand reached into my pants and started stroking my dick.
"You like that?" She asked quietly.
"Yeah." I said, breathing deeply.
"Are you gonna come to the house tonight?" She was smirking at me, I hated it but... I didn't have any place to stay and her fingers on my balls seemed to be an irresistible invitation.
"Uhh... I don't know. What's gonna happen if I do?"
"I'm gonna fuck you." She said matter of fact like. She pulled her hand back spit on it, then wrapped her hand around my cock and started pumping.
I didn't want to get fucked really, but I was getting hot seeing this t-girl suck dick...
"Can I blow you instead?" I asked.
"Sure." She said, and pulled back her hand.
As she walked out I whined and she looked back saying, "You gotta wait until tonight to finish."
***
I sat in her driveway for a good twenty minutes debating whether I should go in or not.
Everything was jumbled up in my head. I tried to sort out what was happening to me and where I wanted to go with it. I had dressed like a girl and thought it was fun fooling around with Alex... but I hadn't known she was a he. I had been disgusted and mesmerized at once when I found out. Some sick compulsion had led me to get down on my knees and start servicing Sam when she asked me to... but then they had taken my further then I wanted to go, had basically raped me.
Now I felt that same sick compulsion to go in there and suck Sammie's cock. I imagined rimming her while I jerked her off and my dick strained in my pants. I had never had sex with men before this, but then Sammie and Alex weren't exactly men...
If I went back in there knowing what I'd be doing, probably in drag, would I be a man anymore?
I got out of the car and walked to the front door, knocking three times. I felt nervous waiting on the porch, like I needed to look around and make sure nobody saw me going in. Sammie opened the door dressed in tan khakis and a striped v-cut shirt that was quite tight on her. It showed her athletic frame well. She had great body, she didn't look 'mannish' but she did look very fit. I looked down at her feet, I felt pathetic knowing what a soft body I had, if she wanted to fuck me then she could hold me down I was sure, and here I was coming back into her home.
"Come inside." She said in a casual tone, as if the air wasn't choking me with the tension!
She walked down the hall not even motioning for me to follow. I walked down the hallway slowly, feeling like an inmate walking to the electric chair, but still... my cock was hard and my heart was beating fast.
She sat back on her bed and picked up the channel changer, turning the TV's volume up. I started to crawl into bed.
"I don't think so bitch." Sam said, pushing me off with one foot. "Do I look like I need some bitch guy? Get better if you wanna get in bed with me."
I turned to walk out.
"Hey Tim!"
I stopped and looked back.
With some genuine concern in her voice she said, "If you just need a room to crash that's cool go to your room and put the clothes in your closet in the living room."
I nodded and walked to the guest bedroom where I had been tied down and violated over the weekend.
I crawled into bed beside her. I lay next to her and she turned on her side facing me. Her hand reached out and took hold of the back of my neck, pulling my face to hers. It kissed me softly on the lips and looked into my eyes, I felt my legs start to tremble, I was gonna be fucked in the ass for sure! I was being treated as a thing not a man, Sammie's clothing had been a statement I thought, and it said I was the bitch in this bed.
Sammie broke the kiss and asked, "You want my cock Tim?"
"Yes I want to suck you cock so bad!"
"Will you be my little bitch Timmy?"
I gulped, "Make me your bitch Sammie please!"
Sammie pulled me closer, her breast pressing against me and her kiss becoming deeper. I parted my lips to allow her tongue in my mouth. She was forceful and demanding, her hands exploring my body. My head was swimming, this was different I quickly realized. The whole tone wasn't like before... this wasn't what I expected. I thought she would drop her pants and tell me to suck her off immediately, this was somehow more intimate, and it made me feel vulnerable.
She pinched my nipples through the fabric of my dress and I moaned into her mouth. She bit my lip and then my neck, making me sequel like a girl. I slid my hands under her shirt, she raised her arms and I pulled it over her head, letting her bare tits fall free. Sammie grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to her tits. I opened my mouth and begin kissing around the flesh of those smooth globes, the soft skin feeling delicious on my tongue.
I teased around her areola and looked up at her face; she smiled down approvingly as I stuck out my tongue and flicked it over her hard nipple. She closed her eyes with a sharp intake of breath. I worked all over her breast with my mouth, my cock becoming extremely uncomfortable in its cage. Then Sammie's hands pushed my head lower. I licked over her stomach, kissing lazy circles that spiraled downwards. My fingers unbuttoned her pants and pulled down the zipper. I pushed my face against her panties, black transparent material through which I felt the heat of her cock on my forehead.
I pulled her pants down and squeezed her asscheeks, rubbing my face against her crotch. I was getting into my role, forgetting myself, only wanting to act like a bitch hot for cock. Her panties were thin enough that all I had to do was pull them aside; they looked fucking sexy like that, pulled aside to let her cock fall on my waiting lips. I sucked on the bottom of the shaft, my tongue hanging out I slurped up to the head. I held the cock in my hand and rubbed her member around my lips, making her arch her back as my lips stimulated the tip.
"You like that dick don't you bitch?" Sammie asked.
I nodded as I twirled my tongue around her glans.
"Good boy, now convince me you deserve to get off."
Sammie rolled onto her back and I followed her cock like a dog on a leash. I propped one elbow on the other side of her stomach and, looking down at the feet, started taking her cock into my mouth. The head and the first three inches were comfortable; the next two inches took a little work. I took it as deep as I could, gagging myself, but I kept trying. I gagged, and then backed off. I let myself get used to the five inches then forced my head down, gagging again.
"Uhhh, fuck yea you cocksucker! Gag on my cock!" Sammie curled her hands on the back of my head and pushed me down.
The head of her cock forced itself into my throat and set me choking, but Sammie's strong hands wouldn't let me up. Instead she forced me down until my nose was buried in her pubic hair. I could barely breathe but the scent of her sweaty balls filled my nostrils, the taste of her precum was on my tongue, strong and salty.
Finally she let me up and I took her rod out of my mouth, jerking it with my hand. I crawled down the bed and turned to face up her body. She was playing with her tits as she watched me intently. I began to lick her balls while I stoked her hard cock. It was a magnificent sight from below like that. Veiny, with a beautifully well-formed head, the skin so soft but hard underneath, I squeezed it as hard as I could, liking the feel of it in my hand. My eyes fixed on the lipstick around the base.
When I felt ready to have her in my throat again I let her nuts slide from between my lips and licked up the cock, kissing the tip before diving back down on it. I gagged and started to pull off when she 'helped' me again. Thrusting her hips up and holding my head in place. My eyes watered and I made gurgling noises.
"Oh fuck your throat feels great." Sammie muttered as she started to pump in and out.
I wasn't experienced enough for it but she didn't care. I thrashed about beating my hands on the bed as I started choking and needed air but she just fucked my face without letting up. Finally when my lungs were burning she pushed me off.
Sammie leaned up and took my face in her hands, pulling me up to her. She kissed me softly and held me while my breathing got back to normal.
I screamed in pleasure as soon as her lips engulfed my dick. I ran my hands through her hair and bucked with excitement. Sam didn't complain. She took my dick into her throat easily and bobbed quickly. It was even thirty seconds before I felt myself close to cumming.
"I'm gonna cum." I warned her.
Sammie pulled her mouth away. "Well you can't cum yet." She said.
Sammie got up on her knees, leaning over me. I marveled at her tight body. She was muscular but not female body builder freakish and with a cock bigger than mine bouncing over me. She leaned forward and pressed down on me, our cocks rubbing together, precum mixing on my stomach as her tits sent shivers down my spine. We kissed.
"Timmy... Are you ready?" She asked.
"For what?" I asked, playing dumb.
"To have your ass ploughed silly." She said, licking the side of my neck. "That's what little bitches like you are here for."
I was scared like I was sitting down in the dentist chair for a root canal.
"You want this?" Sammie hissed, insistently, moving her body and grinding our cocks together.
Lust overcame me. If letting her fuck me would earn me an orgasm from this unbelievably gorgeous vixen then I would do it.
I gave in and said, "Yes."
I couldn't say no, but I trembled as she shifted me onto my hands and knees. I reached out and pulled both pillows to myself as Sammie poured lubricant on her cock. I squeezed the pillows tight to my chest as I felt the head of her cock sliding around my crack. She was in no hurry and rubbed up and down the valley of my ass, sighing as it brushed across my sphincter. She pulled it back and I felt a finger push itself against my asshole. There was only a moment's pressure before her feminine but strong finger slipped into my rectum. She pushed straight for my prostate, rubbing it in small circles.
This made my cock twitch and I sighed. When I had been fucked roughly before I hadn't fully appreciated the feeling that could come from having your insides messaged, and I began to think this would feel good.
Then finger was pulled from me and Sammie lined her cock up with my rectum. Sammie paused to ask me a question.
"Are you my bitch?"
"Yes." I answered into the pillows, and Sammie pushed.
I grunted as the head slowly forced its way in. The stretching of my tight anus was excruciatingly painful. It immediately made me start to go limp and all thought of enjoying being fucked went out the window.
"God it hurts!" I screamed.
"Shhh." Sammie whispered. "You want this, you can take this dick slut just relax."
I bit into a pillow and whimpered.
Sammie pushed in more, the shaft beginning to bury itself in my rear.
"GOD! Take it out!"
"It's so great when a bitch isn't fully broken in yet. Your ass muscles are twitching quite nicely."
I couldn't speak anymore; I just made pathetic whining sounds.
Finally I felt my buttcheeks pressing against Sammie's hips. Sammie sat there unmoving, showing some mercy by letting my ass start to adjust.
When my panting started to slow down and I relaxed my grip on the pillows a bit Sammie started to move. She pulled slowly out until just the tip was in and then pushed back in equally slowly.
I looked over my shoulder to see her eyes closed, hands on my hips. Her tits glistened with sweat. She moved gently, not increasing her pace. I grunted with every soft in stroke, for as gentle as she was being the pain took my breath away; my legs trembled while her balls softly swung against mine.
"How are you?" She asked.
"I'm okay." I said.
Several minutes passed and my dick started to slowly get hard again. I could feel the head of her cock moving over my prostate, and numerous other strange sensations. I had to use the bathroom, I hurt, I felt pleasure, I felt a curious sensation of being penetrated so deep that was both alarming and somehow comforting. It was like I was being stabbed but I wanted the knife deeper.
My grunts started becoming moans. I pushed myself up on my hands and looked back at Sam. She leaned forward and kissed me, her tits rubbing on my back.
My dick was rock hard again.
"Fuck me, oh fuck me Sam fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, oh God Sam fuck me..."
There I was, lipstick and make-up, long black hair tossing about, my skirt pulled up so my hairless legs and ass were available for Sammie's hand to roam, and a hard rod pistoning in and out of my asshole. The pain had faded almost completely, I felt like pleasure was radiating from inside my ass where Sammie was drilling deep into my bowls. Her pace quickened and the room was filled with the sounds of our heavy breathing, along with the SLAP SLAP SLAP as my ass was pounded.
"Uuughh!" I gritted my teeth and pulled at the blankets, my pink nails curling and releasing the sheets.
"Turn over cum slut." Sammie said, pulling her cock out.
I rolled onto my back and Sammie lifted my ass up, stuffing the pillows under me, then she mounted me again, our faces inches apart I looked her in the eyes as she pushed into my ass again. She took my hands in her and our fingers intertwined over my head as she started fucking me faster.
"I love you fucking me Sam!" I screamed.
"Ahh, such a tight ass!" Sammie yelled.
She put one of my hands on my dick. "Jerk yourself off cunt!"
I didn't need encouragement for that and starting stroking myself. At this angle the cum would shoot all over my chest, and possibly my face if I sprayed hard, which I was feeling sure I would. The thought of my face being blasted with my own cum was too hot to bear and I felt it well up in me.
"I'm cumming!" I screamed.
I shot a wad of cum that flew in my open mouth. Another hit my cheek and three more squirted my dress. My legs wrapped around Sammie as she pounded my ass as hard as she could.
I grunted and shook, the taste of my own cum on my tongue, as Sammie shuddered.
"Fill me up Sam, put your spunk in my ass." I whispered, encouraging her.
In a moment, she did just that, firing a large load into me in a series of spurts. My sore asshole felt her cock pulsing.
We lay entangling for several minutes, her lips found mine and we kissed. I slept in the bed with her cuddled against her chest. I felt safe in her arms. I didn't know why I had been thinking that I wouldn't want to be this hot woman's bitch.
"Timmy, wake up baby."
I opened my eyes, the alarm said 6 a. m. and Sam was stroking my cheek.
"Let's shower." She said.
I followed her to the shower and she turned it on to get hot while we brushed. I felt some embarrassment return, standing in the bathroom. Both of us were hard.
She beckoned me to get in the shower and we got in together. I shivered as the water hit me, and was delighted as Sammie's hands began to soap me up. She smiled looking at me as she lingered on my balls and asshole. I winced when she slipped one finger in me.
"Sore back there?" She asked.
"Yeah." I told her.
She kissed me and handed me the soap, I took my time on her body, and she didn't complain. There was no way I could not start jerking her off when I got to her tool. I was just fixated on it, the feel of the skin in my hand, the soap dripping off it.
Sammie sighed and leaned against the wall as I pumped her and took a nipple in my mouth. Her hand reached down and began to do me. We jerked each other for several minutes when Sammie started to wiggle her hips and moan.
"Don't you let my cum get wasted down the drain Timmy." Sammie ordered me.
I didn't need to be told twice, I kneelt and took the head in my mouth, sucking as I pumped her shaft.
Sammie moaned, "Such an eager cocksucker. You belong on your knees. Uugh, fuck! Now swallow."
I kept the head just inside my mouth while she came, I wanted all of it on my tongue. I wanted to taste it. I sucked gently as she got soft; the feel of it going soft in my mouth was wonderful.
I stood back up and she grabbed my wet dick, jerking me. She put her mouth on my neck and started sucking hard. My body tensed and I came quickly. Sammie cupped her hand under my cock and caught my load, which she put to my lips.
"Drink it bitch." She said, and I licked it from her palm and fingers. I saw she had left a large hickey on my neck as we passed the mirror, drying off. No big deal, anybody at work would assume it was a girl, worst that could happen was a boss telling me to have my girlfriend put the hickeys somewhere else.