Half-Nekkid Chick with a Dick

It’s occurred to me that part of <♀ ambivalence towards fucking me with a strap-on> might be a feeling of disconnect while she’s doing it. So a few months ago we bought <a new toy>. I thought perhaps if she could get pleasure while she was doing me she’d be a little a lot more into it. We approached this toy much differently then we did when we bought our first strap-on. We didn’t know I was a sissy yet so the sexual dynamic between us was quite different then it is now. When we first bought the harness and dildo it was to satisfy my desires. Even though we figured out a way <for me to use it on her>, I think we both still thought of it as mine. Now of course ‘mine’ isn’t really part of my vocabulary anymore.

It was probably six months ago when we bought it and it languished in the toy drawer for quite awhile. The first time she took it out, we were both dressed and nothing really sexual was going on. We put the battery in, assessed the vibration and compared it to her other dildos (it’s a lot bigger).

The next time, she just put the bulb in her pussy to see if she could hold it in (she could). Then she turned on the vibrator to see if she could feel it against her clit (she could).

Another time she brought it out and held it against my thigh to try to determine if I’d be able to have the bulb in my ass and fuck her with two cocks. I think it would work, but I don’t know if my sphincter would be strong enough to hold it in place.

A couple of months later (yes months…I’m  learning to be obedient and patient) I’d come before she had and she told me to fuck her with the big new toy. She had a very nice orgasm, but said later that she couldn’t feel the vibrator as well with the cock part of the toy as she did with the bulb. After she was done, she let me lick her juices off of it.

One night just after Christmas, she had the bulb inside of her and was enjoying the vibrations on her clit and she told me I could ride her. I lubed her up and eagerly lowered myself onto her big blue cock. It really is well designed. Every time I pushed down on the cock, the ribbed/vibrating crux of the toy pushed harder against her clit.

This past Tuesday was a <playday> and no, it didn’t unfold the way I’d hoped and yes, I got spanked with the hair-brush for being grumpy about it, but we did fuck three times and went for a very nice walk in the sunshine. Anyway just prior to our second trip to the bedroom, ♀ asked if I was empty then suggested I give myself a rinse just to be sure. When I returned I found her spread out on the bed, blue bulb in hand and big blue cock buried to the hilt in her succulent pussy. I sat beside her, stroked her legs with my finger tips, rubbed her tummy, squeezed her breasts, tweaked her nipples, nibbled on her neck, blew softly into her ear and held her tight as the orgasm rippled through her body.

She slid the toy slowly out of her dripping pussy, stood at the side of the bed, inserted the bulb and in a husky voice said, “did you enjoy watching me fuck your wife, bitch?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Do you want to lick her girly goo off my cock?”

I dropped to my knees and was just about to take him in my mouth when…

SLAP! “Did I give you permission to lick my cock?”

“No Sir.”

“You’re not very obedient, are you?”

“I’m very sorry, sir. May I please lick ♀ juices off you’re big thick cock?”

“That’s much better. Yes you may.”

“Thank you, Sir.”

Slowly and in the most seductive way I know how, I licked all the way up the shaft. He moaned and sat on the edge of the bed. I took the head and maybe a third of his cock into my mouth and started bobbing up and down. I stroked the rest of his cock with one hand and played with the vibrator with the other.

He put his hands on my shoulders. “Take it all, bitch.”

I only had about half his length in my mouth when I could feel the tip touching the gag point at the back of my throat. “I’m sorry Sir. I really don’t think I can take anymore, your cock is just to big.”

SMACK! ”I want a proper blow-job, bitch. If you won’t give me one, you can get the fuck out of this bedroom.”

I tried again and this time he put his hands on the back of my head. He let me go down at my own pace, but was firm enough that I couldn’t retreat. It took some effort, but eventually his cock was down my throat and my lips were against his crotch.

He let me up some. “That was so fucking hot. You’ll make a sweet little cock sucker.” Then he grabbed my head with both hands and shoved me back down onto his cock. Then up. Then back down. Over and over he used my throat like a Fleshlight. It seemed like a long time, but was probably only about ten seconds and when he finally stopped my face was wet with tears. I hadn’t really been crying, but my eyes had watered a lot. It was pretty intense.

“Oh, I made the little sissy boy cry.” He stood up and told me to bend over the bed. I watched him in the <mirrors> get into position behind me. It wasn’t until I felt him pushing against my tight little asshole with that big thick cock that I realized one of us had forgotten something very important.

“Excuse me Sir, don’t you think you should use some lube?”

“Do you deserve lube?” And he pushed a little harder against my ass.

“Probably not Sir, but it might be more enjoyable for you and without, it might be quite some time before you can fuck me again.”

He laughed at that, gave my ass a play-full slap and told me I could get the lube and give him a hand job. I squeezed an ample amount into my hands and started stroking him. I played with his little pee-hole, I tried doing the ‘corkscrew’ like we’d seen on a sex show a couple of weeks ago, I cupped his balls, I reached underneath and pushed a finger against his asshole.

 TWIST!

“Did I say you could do that?”

“I’m sorry Sir, I thought you’d enjoy it.”

He kept twisting my nipple. “You are not here to think. You are here to be my fuck toy. Is that understood?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Good. Now bend over the bed again.”

I gasped when the head of his dick popped into me for the first time, but I reached around and spread my cheeks so he’d know I wanted more. He slid slowly and steadily inside of me. Maybe…no definitely quicker then I’d expected. My ass was on fire, but I didn’t pull away.

When his thighs were pressed against me he let out a moan. “Fuck, your ass is nice and tight.” He grabbed my hips and slowly started to fuck me.  Tentatively at first (I guess squeezing that bulb and thrusting takes some practice), but after a few minutes he had a very nice rhythm going. I was thoroughly enjoying myself; ass stuffed with the biggest toy I’d ever had, happily rubbing myself against the sheets when…

SPANK! I think he used the hairbrush. “Did I give you permission to give yourself pleasure, bitch?”

“No Sir.”

“I’ll need to keep an eye on you. Get on your back.”

He placed two pillows under my hips so I was laying back almost on my shoulders. I spread my legs and he entered me easily the second time. I love this position (we use it quite often even with out toys). It feels even more submissive then being taken from behind. I love wrapping my legs around him. I love the way he kisses me like I’m the girl; strong and forceful, his tongue pushing into my mouth. I love sucking on it like it was another cock. But more then anything I love his big beautiful breasts…

SMACK! Shit, I forgot. They’re just so damn inviting…I couldn’t keep my hands off of them.

“I want you to ride me now, bitch.” (practice those kegels, love).

He lay on his back and I climbed on board. I’d lift myself up so only the head of his dick was inside of me then slam down against him. Then I’d rock back and forth grinding hard against him.

“Fuck I love your tight little ass. I think lots of other men would love it too. ♀ & I were thinking we should dress you up and pimp you out. What do you think of that idea bitch? You could be our street-walking whore and I’d stay home and fuck your wife.”

“I thought I wasn’t allowed to think.”

PINCH! “Are you being a smart-ass, bitch?”

It felt like he was going to twist my nipple right off. “No Sir. Sorry Sir. I would love to be your whore.”

“That’s much better bitch.”

He started playing with my breasts and finally started stroking my cock and when he described how he was going to train me to be their whore, I came and came and came some more. He jerked my cock relentlessly. Stream after stream sprayed onto his chest and belly. It really was one of the most intense orgasms I have ever had.

When I was done and climbed off it looked like ‘he’ had cum all over himself. I was hoping to capture that in the picture, but it didn’t really show up.

Oh well, I hope you enjoyed reading about our play-day.

HHNT

♀ & sss