I wanted to see latex in his mouth. A big, latex cock. I wanted to show my girlfriends what a good little whore he was. I wanted to show them how he could easily deep throat 8 inches of latex, licking and sucking. Slurping. My hands in his hair. Holding his head still.
For the final humiliation, Delilah came over and ordered Brad to pay the hooker. She picked up the large stack of bills, Brad’s money, and shoved it into his hands. “Crawl over and pay the prostitute and thank him for letting you suck his dick and for fucking your girlfriend the way she deserves to be fucked – by a real man!”
“First, you need to taste some desert!” I told him, reaching out with a smile. The plate was handed to me. Part of me wanted Matthew to actually see the cum-covered mess he was about to eat. Anna had taken the liberty of smashing it up a little so the cum was mixed in quite well. It was still very visible in white, creamy blobs all over the top of the cheesecake.
Matthew looked up at me, his expression one of desperation, humiliation and need. He didn’t need to suck a dick; no, he needed to please me, to get me off. I knew there was nothing more disgusting to him at that very moment than taking this man’s dick into his mouth; but at the same time, it was as if that was the only thing in the world that would satisfy him. Because it was what I wanted. And he could see, as my skirt was rolled up, that I was already fingering myself a little, watching, a hungry smile on my face, a bit of a knowing smirk. He knew I’d been waiting for this all night, and he didn’t want to keep me waiting any longer. Matthew was gagging on the warm cock because of its size. He could barely get a couple inches in at first, that is, until I told him he had to. I grabbed him by the hair and told him not to disappoint me, that I wanted him to deep throat all of that cock, and that I knew he could do it.
Having his legs up, knees bent, ankles strapped in stirrups was even more objectifying and hot. The position was such that his legs were pulled back and up far enough that his ass was pointed up and his hole was visible and accessible to all. Still tight and willing, it sat there as an invitation to all that wanted to violate him - by finger, by tongue, by dildo, or by cock.
My first dick – the long, thick, black one, will go into your mouth without mercy. I plan to grab you by the hair and start fucking your mouth without warning. Long, deep thrusts that smear your pretty lipstick and make you feel totally violated. I’m not going to tell you how long I plan to fuck your mouth. Probably not long enough. But the break you get will be a short one – just as long as it takes for me to strap on a differently sized dildo, and start all over again.
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Friday. Another full moon. His stomach immediately was in knots. His palms started to sweat. He pondered picking up the phone and telling her no. Telling her no right then. After last time, while the closeness afterward was a level he'd never experienced before, true fear of her other self was terrifying him. To Laura, he could endure anything.
He resisted for a second and she dug her boot heel into his back. Such ruthless, cruel treatment, so sudden, I observed, but so appropriately hot. Stephen obeyed, leaning forward and lifting his head, dropping it forward into the bowl, almost graciously, splashing about to drink.
The goal was simple. I wanted to seduce and capture that submissive-in-hiding, or even a curious vanilla boy that just didn’t know he needed to be tied up and gagged yet. I was the queen of corrupting the unsuspected. Halloween was the perfect time to wear a provocative costume with a pretty blatant “hint” and let the suggestive flirtation do the rest.
Naked Weekend Slut Good morning my corporate slut, In light of your recent success in the boardroom, I thought it was time to bring you down a notch. You know, as much as I adore your cocky self confidence and fortune five hundred smile, there are times when I need nothing more than to see […]
Good morning my corporate slut, This morning I was thinking about you. I was pleasuring myself thinking about you, actually, and I bet you’d like all the graphic details about that. Wouldn’t it be painful to read about, knowing your cock is just going to swell up in the tight confines of that cage and […]
You have to stand up and pull out your cock, then get your sandwich out of the bag. Put your sandwich on the table and open it up, and point your dick right at it. I want a picture of all of this as proof, slut.
I know you’ve got plenty of experience serving me in front of one of my friends, or serving a girlfriend of mine while I give direction. You’ve even had the pleasure of having a cock both in your ass and in your mouth at the same time, but I bet that memory is almost a blur. You’ve been dual fucked, and you’ve been used by me and a friend. You’ve proven that you are capable of serving two demanding women at once – both orally and anally.