?Can you come upstairs and help me choose what to wear?? ?Sure.? I said, reluctantly. She could never make up her mind. Her clothes were strewn all over the bed. Short dresses, shirts, skirts and skinny jeans. She looked beautiful, her hair was full and curly and her makeup was fantastic, heavy eyeliner and glossy lips. She smelt great too. She was stood in an open shirt, black bra beneath it, hold-up stockings and a pair of black see through panties that she knew I adored. Her heels were high as she?d just tried on a skirt and wanted to know what it looked like in heels. I was turned on straight away. I always got turned on when she was going out by herself, just in case something happened. ?Fuck! Just wear that honey.? I said, my little cock starting to grow. She grinned. She knew what she was doing to me. She walked towards me and leaned into me. She was taller than me in her heels. She lightly traced her fingers across the front of my trousers. ?Little dick getting hard?? She laughed mocking me. ?Little fucking tiny little boys cock. Dribbling your little bit of spunk. You?re not man enough for me, I need a big cock!? With that she looked directly into my eyes and repeated ?I need a big cock.? Oh god! I started rubbing my little dick through my trousers. She glanced down and grinned. ?Ahhh... you trying to make it big for me. tiny little cock. tiny.... little... cock.? I was ready to cum. She just smiled and turned away. ?These panties... or which?? ?I love those, they?re my favourite.? ?I couldn?t find the red ones I bought the other day. Look in my drawer for me.? She was in the bathroom on the toilet, I could hear her peeing. I opened the drawer and after a little searching I found a sexy red silky pair. ?These them?? I said as she came back in still pulling up her panties and letting me glimpse a little pussy hair. ?Yes.? She pulled off the tag slipped her black pair off over her heels and pulled the red ones up her thighs and over her stocking tops and firm round arse cheeks. I was going to start rubbing my little dick again but decided to keep some degree of dignity. ?Oh no!? she said, ?I?ve bought the wrong size.? Looking at the labels she?d pulled off earlier. ?They?re no good. You?ll have to wear them!? ?Yeah... right.? I laughed. She slid them down again. Dangled them on her finger and looked me straight in the eye again. ?Yes! Put them on you little sissy boy with your tiny little sissy cock. I mean it! Strip.? With a great rush of excitement mixed with embarrassment I stripped off completely and stood naked in front of her. She looked at my body with contempt then crouched down to help me. I put my feet through the holes and she pulled them up and over my confused cock. ?There? she said straightening up. ?Now doesn?t that feel better?? They were very tight, but I nervously agreed with her. ?Yes.? I said. She leaned against me again her face an inch or two from mine... her slim fingers feeling the silky material stretched over my growing little dick. ?Yes... you little fucking sissy. Look at you. You love it don?t you. You love wearing my sexy panties don?t you? Don?t you?? ?Yes.? I said again. ?Yes that?s right. You do. You?re a panty wearing tiny cocked sissy slut.? ?Yes, I?m a sissy slut.? ?Yes.? she said still stroking. ?I?m a sissy slut.? ?Now get out of my sight you little fucking wimp, I?m trying to get ready.? I bent to pick up my clothes. ?Leave them!? ?But I? ?Leave them, you can just wear your sissy boy panties tonight.? I didn?t want to break the spell, so I just left the room. I didn?t know what to do with myself so I sat on the stairs gently stroking my little cock through my panties. My heart was pounding and my mouth was dry. I must have been sat there for another hour or so until she finally breezed past me smelling gorgeous and looking amazing in skinny jeans high boots and a blouse open almost to the waist from what I could see. She stopped at the bottom of the stairs, adjusted her bra straps added lip gloss and grabbed her purse. She barely looked back before opening the door and disappearing with a half smile on her face.
When the door slammed I ran to our bedroom window to catch a last look at her but she?d already gone. I walked about the house, not knowing what to do with myself. I made sure all the curtains and blinds were closed in case someone saw me naked apart from a pair of frilly knickers. When this was done, I felt more comfortable. I started stroking myself again through the thin material. I didn?t dare put my hand inside my knickers for fear of bringing myself off. I wanted to save myself until she got home and I didn?t want to risk displeasing her in any way. I wanted to do everything she told me no matter what. She was in complete control.
This blind obedience made it feel alright to be wearing women?s panties while I waited for my wife to come home from wherever she?d gone. Where had she gone? I realised I had no idea where she was or with whom. I thought I?d better phone her mobile ? just to check that she was ok and she had a lift home. Hell! I just wanted her to abuse me a little more. A few more humiliating words, that?s what I wanted, what I needed. As I dialled I began stroking my little dick through the silky panties again. It rang a while then went to answer phone. I couldn?t think of anything to say so I hung up. Moments later, I rang again. This time it was answered almost immediately, by a man. ?Yeah?? He said. I was shocked. ?Hello? Hi... is Paula there?? I laughed nervously, my heart was in my mouth and my cock... well , I don?t know what my cock was doing. It was as confused and as frightened as I was. It didn?t know whether to shrivel up into nothing or explode in my panties. I heard my wife laughing. ?Hello?? ?Hi Honey!? ?Oh! It?s you. Hold on a second.? The sounds became muffled like she?d put her hand over the mouthpiece. After what seemed like an eternity she said, ?Well? What do you want?? ?I just wondered if you needed a lift home later?? ?I don?t know what?s happening. I?m sure Alan will look after me.? ?Alan? Who?s Alan?? ?You know, Alan, my ex boyfriend the beautiful black guy with the fat cock. I?ve told you lots of stories about him, how he fucked at a party the first time we met. I had to spread my legs wide to get his cock in. Not like with you. I keep my thighs pressed tight together trying to feel something.? ?Where did he come from? I thought he lived in London.? ?He does. He?s just down for a couple of days.? ?I didn?t know you were still in touch.? ?I found him on Facebook. You don?t mind do you, little dick? I?ll see you later, maybe.? She hung up. ?Hello? Hello? Fuck!? Now I was worried and terribly excited at the same time. This was everything I?d dreamed of ? my wife with her old black boyfriend out on the town together and me, sat at home in sissy panties imagining all kinds of terrible and wonderful mind-blowing things. I thought about going out to try to find them to spy on them. Then I thought it was much more exquisitely excruciating to stay at home whilst she has a good time. Then she can tease me about it when she gets home. Because teasing is all it would be. She wouldn?t actually do anything, maybe just flirt a little and maybe a goodnight kiss then we probably wouldn?t see him again. So, I relaxed a little, poured myself a whisky and thought about the mileage we?d get out of this experience. I watched TV a bit and texted her a couple of times with ?Come home soon, I?m horny xxx? I didn?t get a reply. She?s not going to be looking at her phone, I thought.
Eventually, I took the whisky bottle and an extra glass upstairs. Tonight was going to be great. I also dug out a bottle of poppers I?d bought years ago after she told me she use to sniff them all the time when she was fucking. When she was on the brink of orgasm the poppers would send her over the edge she?d go wild and get the best fucking high. She did it with me once but found the experience disappointing. When I took a sniff, my dick shrank and I couldn?t get it hard again. She pushed me away and said she didn?t want to do poppers again. But I?d left it a few years. Who knows, after tonight she might be up for it again. I turned off the bedroom light at one and tried to get to sleep.There was nothing better than being woken up by Paula after she?d had a few drinks too many and was feeling horny. She?d climb into bed in her beautiful black underwear and start stroking and humiliating me.
I heard the front door open and shut. Then lights were turned on and I heard her walking up the stairs. I pretended to be asleep when she threw the door open and turned on the light. ?Hey! Wake up!? I moved a bit and grunted. ?I said wake up fucking Sissy Boy!? She pulled the covers back, exposing me in my little panties and started laughing. ?What are you doing? Get into bed honey.? ?Come down stairs, I want you to meet Alan.? ?What? You brought him back here?? ?I invited him back for a coffee. Come on. Don?t be so rude.? ?Hang on,? I said. ?Just let me get dressed.? ?Just put this on.? She threw a robe from the back of the door. It was one of hers but my eyes were only half open and to be honest I didn?t really care. She led me down the stairs. ?Go and say hello, I?ll get the coffee.? In the front room on the sofa, sat Alan. He was bigger than I?d expected. I?d seen the odd photo of him but they always seemed to be kissing so it was difficult to make out his face. He was very handsome and well dressed. I felt like an idiot stood in front of him. We shook hands. His grip was much firmer than mine, hurting my fingers slightly. I sat down trying to keep the small gown from opening as I did so, which was hard. So, I said. ?Did you have a good time? Where did you go?? ?I?m not sure exactly, all over.? Paula came into the room and burst out laughing when she saw me. She put her hand over her mouth trying to stop herself then she sat down heavily on the sofa next to her old boyfriend almost landing on top of him. She laughed again, leaning into him and resting a hand on his thigh. Alan started laughing too. ?I?ll go and check the coffee.? I said.
?Yeah, you do that sissy boy!? I pretended not to hear the last bit as I left the room red faced as the two of them burst out laughing again. When I came back carrying a cup in each hand Paula was whispering in his ear. I stood in front of them and was about to pass them their drinks when Paula leaned forward and pulled the dressing gown wide open exposing my wimpy white body and worse, my new sissy panties for them both to laugh at. There was nothing I could do. I had hot coffee in each hand. I stood there, motionless looking at Paula as she laughed uncontrollably and pointed at me. I couldn?t bear it any longer. I put the coffees down on the side table and said ?Fuck it! I?m going back to bed.? I was angry as I ran up the stairs. I pulled off the gown and got under the covers and faced the wall. I couldn?t believe what had just happened. That was it! I wasn?t going to play her game anymore. I was going to ignore her when she came up looking for some attention. I lay in the darkness playing the scene over and over in my head. No more cuckold fantasy. I was going to start being assertive. Treat her rough and maybe even start flirting with other women, see how she liked it. I don?t know how long I waited before I eventually fell asleep. It was nearly three when I was aware of Paula in the bedroom. She wasn?t trying to be quiet. She put the bathroom light on. I wondered if she was angry with me for leaving them before, for swearing and storming out. I was peeking at her under half closed eyelids. She was in her underwear looking hot. I quickly forgot about my earlier anger and was starting to get turned on thinking about my wife, Alan and me in my panties. Eventually she got into bed and moved up close, spooning me. Her hand went straight to the front of my panties and my straining cock. She stroked up and down gently with her fingertips.
?Have you been wanking your little tiny dick?? she whispered in my ear. ?Hmmm? Have you?? I could feel her hips against my arse. She was thrusting backwards and forwards and grinding against me. ?Little sissy cock.? ?I was asleep.? I said. ?You weren?t?? ?You just woke me up.? ?What? I can?t believe you slept through that?? ?Slept through what?? I said nervously. ?All that noise. All that moaning, all that screaming all that fucking!? ?Yeah, yeah.? I said, trying to sound casual but terrified and excited at the same time. There was a long pause.
?Feel my cunt!? she whispered breathily right in my ear. With that she took my hand and pushed it inside her knickers. My fingers were in her bush right above her pussy. I was afraid to go any further but she held my hand firmly then moved her hips up. My fingers slipped into the hottest wettest gaping swollen hole. My heart pounded my cock throbbed and she sunk her teeth into my ear. ?Alan fucked me. He stuffed his gorgeous fat black cock into my soaking wet cunt and pumped his hot thick load deep inside me. Oh God ? it was soooo fucking good!? ?Oh my God! You?re so beautiful. Oh my God Oh my God!? I was dizzy, I was buzzing. I?d never been so excited. My cock was jumping my head was pounding and my breath was short. I turned around, keeping my fingers in that beautiful sloppy mess of a pussy in her sodden panties. We lay on our sides facing each other. She stared me right in the eye.
?Can you feel Alan?s hot spunk??
?Oh yes! It?s beautiful. I love it!?
?He fucked me so good, so fucking deep. His cock?s even bigger than I remember. Fatter, harder. Put your fingers right inside. Feel how stretched open I am.? I did as I was told. Three fingers slipped in straight away.. then a fourth.
?Oh yes, you can fit them all in can?t you little sissy? Go on, put your whole hand in. I did, right up to the thumb. ?Feel it! Feel his hot spunk up there!? ?Oh yes. Oh God yes! I... I want to lick it. I want to taste it.? She smirked. ?Yeah, go on, taste it. Taste my boyfriends spunk.? She pulled my hand out of her sloppy cunt and panties and lifted it up to my face.
?Smell it! How?s that smell Sissy dick? Hmmm? How?s that smell??
?It smells wonderful!? ?Eat it!? She pushed my fingers in my mouth. My eyes closed, I thought I was going to pass out. My head felt heavy and my little cock pounded as I gently sucked the thick strings of Alan?s beautiful spunk off my fingers. It tasted strong and the musky smell filled my nose and mouth. Paula started rubbing her clit, turned on by the sight of her tiny cocked sissy husband cleaning up her old boyfriends thick load. I made sure I got every drop off my fingers and was going back for more but she stopped me. She peeled off her knickers and pushed them in my mouth. I was in heaven.
?Suck them! Suck all of Alan?s black cock spunk out of my panties.? She pushed me onto my back and sat astride my legs. ?Beautiful, black cock spunk.? She put her hand over my mouth. ?Beautiful, thick, black cock spunk.? She was rubbing her pussy and clit against my legs and pinching her nipples. She stared into my eyes. ?After you left, we were laughing about you, laughing at you. It was so funny, you had your sissy knickers with your little cock curled up inside. Alan said it looked like a little snail.? She laughed. Then she traced a finger across my panty-covered cock. I couldn?t take it anymore, I started to cum. My hands went to my cock to wank it to full orgasm but Paula caught my wrists.
?No!? she said, and she watched as my little cock leaked it?s thin dribble of pissy sissy sperm. Since my vasectomy it was all I could produce. No more thick white stuff like Alan?s.
?Ohhh!? she mocked, ?has little sissy boy come in his panties?? I moaned through my wet gag. I was a little dissatisfied and disgusted at what had happened. Post ejaculation, the last thing I wanted to do was carry on. I tried to spit out her wet panties from my mouth. She was still holding my hands down. ?Oh sissy boy want to stop now? Now he?s had his little cum?? She prodded my little snail in the wet material. I tried to move my arms but she stopped me again She moved up my body, sitting on my chest, and placing her knees on my arms. I didn?t struggle. I was staring at the beautiful glistening pussy in front of me. Her pubic hair was thick and glistening where she?d rubbed hers and Alan?s juices all over it.
?You do what I say! I tell you when you can wank. I tell you what panties to wear. I tell you when you can cum and I tell you when to eat spunk from my cunt. Now, I don?t want to hear a word from you. I?m going to take my beautiful cum soaked knickers out of your sissy mouth and I want you to keep quiet and just stare at my well fucked cunt!? I was starting to grow hard again. She reached behind her and traced her nails over my little balls. ?Just keep your eyes on my cunt.? She pulled the panties from my mouth. I started to say ?I love you!? but she put a finger to my lips. Then she lifted her beautiful bottom off my chest and moved her pussy just below my chin. ?Yes look at that. Isn?t it pretty? Can you see where Alan?s big black cock has been? Hmm? Can you see how wet and swollen my pussy lips are? They don?t look like that when you fuck me do they? No, they don?t. They don?t get excited when you poke at them. You never excited me. You were always a disappointment.? She started to run a finger through her wet bush. ?You are the worst fuck I ever had. Say it!? ?I am the worst fuck you ever had.? She smiled. ?That?s right. You?ve got the smallest cock I?ve ever seen. Say it!? ?I?ve got the smallest cock you?ve ever seen.? ?Alan?s got a beautiful cock.? ?Alan?s got a beautiful cock.? She laughed. She began moving closer. Her fingers were now moving in a circular motion across her clit and her labia coating them in a mixture of their juices. ?You want his cum.? ?I want his cum.? ?Yes. You want his cum so bad.? ?I want his cum so bad.? I repeated it over and over. She let out a thoughtful little snigger as she looked down at me. Her pussy was over my chin, just below my mouth. My eyes were hurting trying to focus on it. I could smell it, filthy, stinking, wonderful. She waited a moment. I felt something drip just below my lip. She grabbed a handful of my hair lifting my head from the bed and at the same time drove her filthy cunt hard against my mouth. This was everything I?d ever dreamed of and so much more. I opened my mouth, thrust my tongue inside and was instantly rewarded by a flow of thick hot spunk. His balls must have been the size of tennis balls, she was full. I was being soaked in that beautiful potent cum. It filled my mouth and I swallowed. I loved it. I wanted it all.
?How?s that you fucking little bitch boy? You little sissy bitch. Eat my beautiful swollen cunt. That?s right. Swallow it. Swallow all of it.? She was grinding harder against my face. ?You little cum sucking bitch. Fuck! I love his cock, his big black cock, fucking me harder and harder. I stroked his beautiful heavy balls. I took them in my hand to make sure he came loads. Yeah, you like that don?t you bitch. Eat it! Eat his cum you fucking whore!? I was eating and sucking her pussy lips and running my tongue over every spunk-covered inch of her, even her arse, which I don?t think he?d penetrated.
?Oh fuck, I love his cock! I love his cock! I love him! I love him!? She gave one final push against my mouth and I felt her legs, her whole body shaking as she leant her body forward on the pillow above my head. ?Oh Alan! Oh Alan!? She seemed to shake for a full minute, breathless. ?Oh God! Oh God!? I was still lapping like a little dog. My tongue was sore underneath, I?d been stretching it too far. Paula pulled herself off me and lay on her back, her legs parted. I turned and buried my head between her hot stinking thighs, breathing heavily and lapping gently at her sopping wet hole and thighs. She lay one hand on my head and drifted off to sleep. I lay there , eyes open with one hand pushed down to my little cock. I tried to remember all the events of that night and everything she?d told me. Eventually, I drifted off and enjoyed a few hours rest before my new life began.
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When the door slammed I ran to our bedroom window to catch a last look at her but she?d already gone. I walked about the house, not knowing what to do with myself. I made sure all the curtains and blinds were closed in case someone saw me naked apart from a pair of frilly knickers. When this was done, I felt more comfortable. I started stroking myself again through the thin material. I didn?t dare put my hand inside my knickers for fear of bringing myself off. I wanted to save myself until she got home and I didn?t want to risk displeasing her in any way. I wanted to do everything she told me no matter what. She was in complete control.
This blind obedience made it feel alright to be wearing women?s panties while I waited for my wife to come home from wherever she?d gone. Where had she gone? I realised I had no idea where she was or with whom. I thought I?d better phone her mobile ? just to check that she was ok and she had a lift home. Hell! I just wanted her to abuse me a little more. A few more humiliating words, that?s what I wanted, what I needed. As I dialled I began stroking my little dick through the silky panties again. It rang a while then went to answer phone. I couldn?t think of anything to say so I hung up. Moments later, I rang again. This time it was answered almost immediately, by a man. ?Yeah?? He said. I was shocked. ?Hello? Hi... is Paula there?? I laughed nervously, my heart was in my mouth and my cock... well , I don?t know what my cock was doing. It was as confused and as frightened as I was. It didn?t know whether to shrivel up into nothing or explode in my panties. I heard my wife laughing. ?Hello?? ?Hi Honey!? ?Oh! It?s you. Hold on a second.? The sounds became muffled like she?d put her hand over the mouthpiece. After what seemed like an eternity she said, ?Well? What do you want?? ?I just wondered if you needed a lift home later?? ?I don?t know what?s happening. I?m sure Alan will look after me.? ?Alan? Who?s Alan?? ?You know, Alan, my ex boyfriend the beautiful black guy with the fat cock. I?ve told you lots of stories about him, how he fucked at a party the first time we met. I had to spread my legs wide to get his cock in. Not like with you. I keep my thighs pressed tight together trying to feel something.? ?Where did he come from? I thought he lived in London.? ?He does. He?s just down for a couple of days.? ?I didn?t know you were still in touch.? ?I found him on Facebook. You don?t mind do you, little dick? I?ll see you later, maybe.? She hung up. ?Hello? Hello? Fuck!? Now I was worried and terribly excited at the same time. This was everything I?d dreamed of ? my wife with her old black boyfriend out on the town together and me, sat at home in sissy panties imagining all kinds of terrible and wonderful mind-blowing things. I thought about going out to try to find them to spy on them. Then I thought it was much more exquisitely excruciating to stay at home whilst she has a good time. Then she can tease me about it when she gets home. Because teasing is all it would be. She wouldn?t actually do anything, maybe just flirt a little and maybe a goodnight kiss then we probably wouldn?t see him again. So, I relaxed a little, poured myself a whisky and thought about the mileage we?d get out of this experience. I watched TV a bit and texted her a couple of times with ?Come home soon, I?m horny xxx? I didn?t get a reply. She?s not going to be looking at her phone, I thought.
Eventually, I took the whisky bottle and an extra glass upstairs. Tonight was going to be great. I also dug out a bottle of poppers I?d bought years ago after she told me she use to sniff them all the time when she was fucking. When she was on the brink of orgasm the poppers would send her over the edge she?d go wild and get the best fucking high. She did it with me once but found the experience disappointing. When I took a sniff, my dick shrank and I couldn?t get it hard again. She pushed me away and said she didn?t want to do poppers again. But I?d left it a few years. Who knows, after tonight she might be up for it again. I turned off the bedroom light at one and tried to get to sleep.There was nothing better than being woken up by Paula after she?d had a few drinks too many and was feeling horny. She?d climb into bed in her beautiful black underwear and start stroking and humiliating me.
I heard the front door open and shut. Then lights were turned on and I heard her walking up the stairs. I pretended to be asleep when she threw the door open and turned on the light. ?Hey! Wake up!? I moved a bit and grunted. ?I said wake up fucking Sissy Boy!? She pulled the covers back, exposing me in my little panties and started laughing. ?What are you doing? Get into bed honey.? ?Come down stairs, I want you to meet Alan.? ?What? You brought him back here?? ?I invited him back for a coffee. Come on. Don?t be so rude.? ?Hang on,? I said. ?Just let me get dressed.? ?Just put this on.? She threw a robe from the back of the door. It was one of hers but my eyes were only half open and to be honest I didn?t really care. She led me down the stairs. ?Go and say hello, I?ll get the coffee.? In the front room on the sofa, sat Alan. He was bigger than I?d expected. I?d seen the odd photo of him but they always seemed to be kissing so it was difficult to make out his face. He was very handsome and well dressed. I felt like an idiot stood in front of him. We shook hands. His grip was much firmer than mine, hurting my fingers slightly. I sat down trying to keep the small gown from opening as I did so, which was hard. So, I said. ?Did you have a good time? Where did you go?? ?I?m not sure exactly, all over.? Paula came into the room and burst out laughing when she saw me. She put her hand over her mouth trying to stop herself then she sat down heavily on the sofa next to her old boyfriend almost landing on top of him. She laughed again, leaning into him and resting a hand on his thigh. Alan started laughing too. ?I?ll go and check the coffee.? I said.
?Yeah, you do that sissy boy!? I pretended not to hear the last bit as I left the room red faced as the two of them burst out laughing again. When I came back carrying a cup in each hand Paula was whispering in his ear. I stood in front of them and was about to pass them their drinks when Paula leaned forward and pulled the dressing gown wide open exposing my wimpy white body and worse, my new sissy panties for them both to laugh at. There was nothing I could do. I had hot coffee in each hand. I stood there, motionless looking at Paula as she laughed uncontrollably and pointed at me. I couldn?t bear it any longer. I put the coffees down on the side table and said ?Fuck it! I?m going back to bed.? I was angry as I ran up the stairs. I pulled off the gown and got under the covers and faced the wall. I couldn?t believe what had just happened. That was it! I wasn?t going to play her game anymore. I was going to ignore her when she came up looking for some attention. I lay in the darkness playing the scene over and over in my head. No more cuckold fantasy. I was going to start being assertive. Treat her rough and maybe even start flirting with other women, see how she liked it. I don?t know how long I waited before I eventually fell asleep. It was nearly three when I was aware of Paula in the bedroom. She wasn?t trying to be quiet. She put the bathroom light on. I wondered if she was angry with me for leaving them before, for swearing and storming out. I was peeking at her under half closed eyelids. She was in her underwear looking hot. I quickly forgot about my earlier anger and was starting to get turned on thinking about my wife, Alan and me in my panties. Eventually she got into bed and moved up close, spooning me. Her hand went straight to the front of my panties and my straining cock. She stroked up and down gently with her fingertips.
?Have you been wanking your little tiny dick?? she whispered in my ear. ?Hmmm? Have you?? I could feel her hips against my arse. She was thrusting backwards and forwards and grinding against me. ?Little sissy cock.? ?I was asleep.? I said. ?You weren?t?? ?You just woke me up.? ?What? I can?t believe you slept through that?? ?Slept through what?? I said nervously. ?All that noise. All that moaning, all that screaming all that fucking!? ?Yeah, yeah.? I said, trying to sound casual but terrified and excited at the same time. There was a long pause.
?Feel my cunt!? she whispered breathily right in my ear. With that she took my hand and pushed it inside her knickers. My fingers were in her bush right above her pussy. I was afraid to go any further but she held my hand firmly then moved her hips up. My fingers slipped into the hottest wettest gaping swollen hole. My heart pounded my cock throbbed and she sunk her teeth into my ear. ?Alan fucked me. He stuffed his gorgeous fat black cock into my soaking wet cunt and pumped his hot thick load deep inside me. Oh God ? it was soooo fucking good!? ?Oh my God! You?re so beautiful. Oh my God Oh my God!? I was dizzy, I was buzzing. I?d never been so excited. My cock was jumping my head was pounding and my breath was short. I turned around, keeping my fingers in that beautiful sloppy mess of a pussy in her sodden panties. We lay on our sides facing each other. She stared me right in the eye.
?Can you feel Alan?s hot spunk??
?Oh yes! It?s beautiful. I love it!?
?He fucked me so good, so fucking deep. His cock?s even bigger than I remember. Fatter, harder. Put your fingers right inside. Feel how stretched open I am.? I did as I was told. Three fingers slipped in straight away.. then a fourth.
?Oh yes, you can fit them all in can?t you little sissy? Go on, put your whole hand in. I did, right up to the thumb. ?Feel it! Feel his hot spunk up there!? ?Oh yes. Oh God yes! I... I want to lick it. I want to taste it.? She smirked. ?Yeah, go on, taste it. Taste my boyfriends spunk.? She pulled my hand out of her sloppy cunt and panties and lifted it up to my face.
?Smell it! How?s that smell Sissy dick? Hmmm? How?s that smell??
?It smells wonderful!? ?Eat it!? She pushed my fingers in my mouth. My eyes closed, I thought I was going to pass out. My head felt heavy and my little cock pounded as I gently sucked the thick strings of Alan?s beautiful spunk off my fingers. It tasted strong and the musky smell filled my nose and mouth. Paula started rubbing her clit, turned on by the sight of her tiny cocked sissy husband cleaning up her old boyfriends thick load. I made sure I got every drop off my fingers and was going back for more but she stopped me. She peeled off her knickers and pushed them in my mouth. I was in heaven.
?Suck them! Suck all of Alan?s black cock spunk out of my panties.? She pushed me onto my back and sat astride my legs. ?Beautiful, black cock spunk.? She put her hand over my mouth. ?Beautiful, thick, black cock spunk.? She was rubbing her pussy and clit against my legs and pinching her nipples. She stared into my eyes. ?After you left, we were laughing about you, laughing at you. It was so funny, you had your sissy knickers with your little cock curled up inside. Alan said it looked like a little snail.? She laughed. Then she traced a finger across my panty-covered cock. I couldn?t take it anymore, I started to cum. My hands went to my cock to wank it to full orgasm but Paula caught my wrists.
?No!? she said, and she watched as my little cock leaked it?s thin dribble of pissy sissy sperm. Since my vasectomy it was all I could produce. No more thick white stuff like Alan?s.
?Ohhh!? she mocked, ?has little sissy boy come in his panties?? I moaned through my wet gag. I was a little dissatisfied and disgusted at what had happened. Post ejaculation, the last thing I wanted to do was carry on. I tried to spit out her wet panties from my mouth. She was still holding my hands down. ?Oh sissy boy want to stop now? Now he?s had his little cum?? She prodded my little snail in the wet material. I tried to move my arms but she stopped me again She moved up my body, sitting on my chest, and placing her knees on my arms. I didn?t struggle. I was staring at the beautiful glistening pussy in front of me. Her pubic hair was thick and glistening where she?d rubbed hers and Alan?s juices all over it.
?You do what I say! I tell you when you can wank. I tell you what panties to wear. I tell you when you can cum and I tell you when to eat spunk from my cunt. Now, I don?t want to hear a word from you. I?m going to take my beautiful cum soaked knickers out of your sissy mouth and I want you to keep quiet and just stare at my well fucked cunt!? I was starting to grow hard again. She reached behind her and traced her nails over my little balls. ?Just keep your eyes on my cunt.? She pulled the panties from my mouth. I started to say ?I love you!? but she put a finger to my lips. Then she lifted her beautiful bottom off my chest and moved her pussy just below my chin. ?Yes look at that. Isn?t it pretty? Can you see where Alan?s big black cock has been? Hmm? Can you see how wet and swollen my pussy lips are? They don?t look like that when you fuck me do they? No, they don?t. They don?t get excited when you poke at them. You never excited me. You were always a disappointment.? She started to run a finger through her wet bush. ?You are the worst fuck I ever had. Say it!? ?I am the worst fuck you ever had.? She smiled. ?That?s right. You?ve got the smallest cock I?ve ever seen. Say it!? ?I?ve got the smallest cock you?ve ever seen.? ?Alan?s got a beautiful cock.? ?Alan?s got a beautiful cock.? She laughed. She began moving closer. Her fingers were now moving in a circular motion across her clit and her labia coating them in a mixture of their juices. ?You want his cum.? ?I want his cum.? ?Yes. You want his cum so bad.? ?I want his cum so bad.? I repeated it over and over. She let out a thoughtful little snigger as she looked down at me. Her pussy was over my chin, just below my mouth. My eyes were hurting trying to focus on it. I could smell it, filthy, stinking, wonderful. She waited a moment. I felt something drip just below my lip. She grabbed a handful of my hair lifting my head from the bed and at the same time drove her filthy cunt hard against my mouth. This was everything I?d ever dreamed of and so much more. I opened my mouth, thrust my tongue inside and was instantly rewarded by a flow of thick hot spunk. His balls must have been the size of tennis balls, she was full. I was being soaked in that beautiful potent cum. It filled my mouth and I swallowed. I loved it. I wanted it all.
?How?s that you fucking little bitch boy? You little sissy bitch. Eat my beautiful swollen cunt. That?s right. Swallow it. Swallow all of it.? She was grinding harder against my face. ?You little cum sucking bitch. Fuck! I love his cock, his big black cock, fucking me harder and harder. I stroked his beautiful heavy balls. I took them in my hand to make sure he came loads. Yeah, you like that don?t you bitch. Eat it! Eat his cum you fucking whore!? I was eating and sucking her pussy lips and running my tongue over every spunk-covered inch of her, even her arse, which I don?t think he?d penetrated.
?Oh fuck, I love his cock! I love his cock! I love him! I love him!? She gave one final push against my mouth and I felt her legs, her whole body shaking as she leant her body forward on the pillow above my head. ?Oh Alan! Oh Alan!? She seemed to shake for a full minute, breathless. ?Oh God! Oh God!? I was still lapping like a little dog. My tongue was sore underneath, I?d been stretching it too far. Paula pulled herself off me and lay on her back, her legs parted. I turned and buried my head between her hot stinking thighs, breathing heavily and lapping gently at her sopping wet hole and thighs. She lay one hand on my head and drifted off to sleep. I lay there , eyes open with one hand pushed down to my little cock. I tried to remember all the events of that night and everything she?d told me. Eventually, I drifted off and enjoyed a few hours rest before my new life began.
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