Lost Time Ch.04
I have to write something here đ Hi people! Xx
I have to write something here đ Hi people! Xx
I discover I’m turned on by crossdressers and search some out in my local area. The night turns out much kinkier than expected, but I learn to love it.
Please read the ones that came before this one. Sorry its been so long, but I wanted to take this in a new direction. Let me know what you think
A new neighbor has more than I would have guessed.
The fun of cross dressing and sex toys
What happened to me was a blessing in disguise.
Everything here is fiction.
Ryan Is a fictional character with a little bit of me in him.
This is a repost from my story over on Xhamster and all work here is my own sick twisted creation.
Please let me know what you thought, people seem to like this story on other sites so I thought you would too.
Jennifer’s Big Surprise
Start of an ongoing series of feminization. My first non-con story! I think I was a on few too many glasses of red when I first thought of this one.. But I grew to love Jamie :3 And yes. I know Dead Space 3 isn’t local coop. I’ll never forgive myself for that.
Female shemale romance! Personally a wonderful self insert for me! Xx
Please rate on the quality of the story and writing, not that you don’t like the taglines.
This is a story about a girl who is born a hermaphrodite, and of her growing up different. This story has a little bit of sex, but it’s mostly plot and characters and all that stuff. Now you know. This was written as a serial on the xnxx forums site, and now the whole thing is here in one big piece for you. I hope you enjoy. Please comment and vote.
Jennifer gets ready for vacation
I had settled into my new life the best I could. On the positive side I was free to be the girl I was and my room in the new house reflected that. It was painted pink and I had a nice canopy bed and a vanity and all the clothes I could want. On the bad side I was taken away from everything I had known my 15 years. My mother had died and I couldnât see any of her family, especially my grandma, as they wouldnât understand me being a girl. Also Daddy did his best to control and isolate me. I never had a lot of friends, but now I didnât have any. As we lived outside town I couldnât go anywhere and since Daddy home schooled me(in how to satisfy him ), I was always home except when he took me someplace, which was rare.
Since Daddy was now retired he didnât do much but watch T.V., drink beer and fuck me. Although I liked being fucked, I wished he would treat me with a little kindness. I was there to satisfy him, not to be satisfied myself, and to do housework. Since we lived outside town, the house had a good amount of property and we didnât have any neighbors close by. Because of this, Daddy liked to fuck me in the backyard or have me give him blowjobs while he was barbecuing.
One morning after breakfast Daddy told me I would be going to the doctor later that day. I was surprised as since I had become a girl I hadnât been to the doctor, as well as I felt fine.
âDaddy Iâm not sick, why are we going to the doctor?â I asked.
He slapped my face and yelled âDonât question me slut. Iâm doing this for you. Just be ready at 3:00 P.M. â
Needless to say I was ready. Since we were going to a doctor I dressed down, wearing jeans, a t-shirt and sneakers. We drove into town in Daddyâs new pickup truck. We went into the doctorâs waiting room and Daddy checked in with the receptionist. The office was in a shabby building and the waiting room was worse. The linoleum floor was cracked and the chairs were old and threadbare and the magazines were at least a year old.
After a minute the doctor came out. He told the receptionist since this was the last patient of the day she could leave. She immediately gathered her stuff and headed out. He turned to Daddy.
âMr. Kozlowski can you follow me?â he said.
âIâll be right back. Wait hereâ Daddy said and followed him through the door.
I sat and waited for a few minutes, when I heard Daddyâs voice loudly come through the door . I didnât hear what he said so I crept close to the door to listen. Things had quieted down so I put my ear to the door.
I heard Daddy say âYes I know that was our agreement, but Iâm having second thoughts.â
âIf you donât want to thatâs fine but then I canât help youâ I heard another voice say.
âI guess under the circumstances I donât have much of a choice. Ok Doctor itâs a dealâ Daddy answered.
I heard footsteps and I quickly retreated to my seat. The door opened and Daddy came out, followed by the doctor. Daddy walked up to me.
âChrissy I want you to do what the Doctor asks. Do you understand me?â Daddy said. I just nodded yes.
âAlright Iâll be waiting out in the truck for you.â
With that he walked out the door.
âChrissy, Iâm Doctor Wilde. Would you please come with me.â the doctor said.
I got up and followed the doctor into his office. It was a dingy room with an old desk, a couple of file cabinets and two chairs, one on each side of the desk. The doctor sat down. He was tall and skinny with receding salt and pepper hair that could use a wash. He wore glasses and had a mustache.
âPlease sit down Chrissyâ he said gesturing to the empty chair. I sat and looked at my feet.
âNow Chrissy your father tells me you were born a boy, but you feel you are a girl. Is that correct?â he asked.
âWell heâs really my step dad, although he has legally adopted meâ I answered âIâve never discussed it before , but yes Iâve always felt like and wanted to be a girl.â
âGood, good. So in no way were you coerced into this. I have to ask since youâre a minor you understandâ he said.
âNo Iâm not coerced. It would be easier if I was normal, but what can I do?â I said.
âYou shouldnât say youâre not normal, just sometimes things donât work out easy. But hopefully I can help you in this transition. Now Iâm going to have to give you an exam before treatment begins but let me tell you the plan and then you can ask any questions you might haveâ he said.
âThe plan is to start you on a special hormone treatment of mine for now and see how you react. At the least this should prevent you from developing more male characteristics such as facial hair growth, your voice deepening and so forth. The regimen I use has been very successful in not only arresting male development, but in promoting female development as well. If you respond well, hopefully your hips will widen some, your skin will get softer, your hair thicker and perhaps you might get some breast growth.â
âWowâ I said â all that.â My mind raced from the possibilities.
âYes, you might be surprised from the modest location, but I have successfully treated many transsexual patients even some coming as far away as N.Y.C. My main practice is mostly locals with government provided care, but my true passion is helping young ladies such as yourself.â
He said this with great fervor and I detected lust in his eyes.
âNo more questions, good. Now please step into the examining room and change into a gown and Iâll be in shortlyâ he said indicating a door.
I went into the room and started to undress. There was a paper gown on the examining table. It was one of the adjustable kinds that could allow you to sit up or lay flat. It was in the sitting position and had a sheet of paper covering it, as well as two small stirrups at the foot end. I put my clothes on a chair. I left on my panties and put on the gown. I then sat on the table. After a few minutes the doctor came in the room.
âOk Chrissy letâs beginâ he said âIâll first take a blood sample, just as a precaution. It shouldnât hurt too much.â
He proceeded to take a blood sample, take my blood pressure, look in my ears and mouth, test my reflexes and listen to my heartbeat. Before putting the stethoscope on my chest he breathed on it first.
âThat way it will be nice and warm on youâ he said with a creepy smile. His teeth were stained brown, probably from smoking, I guessed.
âNow if you will raise your gown I have to examine your genitaliaâ he said leering.
Reluctantly I raised the gown revealing my panties.
âAh a shy girl for a change. I like thatâ he said. He reached out and hooked the waistband and pulled down until they were removed.
âNow you are perfectly functional I was told. I will need you to have an erection for a proper measurement. Donât worry I can helpâ he said before leaning in and taking me into his mouth.
I was shocked a doctor would do that, but it was also the first time ever that someone sucked my dick. I quickly forgot my shock as his warm lips and tongue made my dick grow.
I got scared and I said âI think you should stop because I donât think Daddy would like thisâ even though it felt real good.
He took his mouth off me but began to stroke me with his hand. âIâm sure he doesnât like it, but thatâs our agreementâ he said while stroking me. âWhen I treat my special patients I never charge them a monetary fee. I just have a sexual encounter for each treatment. I prefer it this way. Didnât your stepfather tell you to follow my instructions.â
I nodded yes at him. He then put his mouth on my dick and started sucking again. It felt so good that I started to moan. The doctor stopped and lifted my legs and placed my feet in the stirrups. He gripped my dick again and then started to lick my small, shaved balls. After a few minutes of attention there, his tongue worked itâs way down to my tight little hole. It felt good as he lapped at me. He then used the thumb and fingers on his free hand to spread my cheeks, so he could stick his tongue into my hole. The doctor pushed his tongue in deep and began to rotate it, which drove me crazy. I actually grabbed his head and tried to push him further up my ass.
âOh yes fuck my ass with your tongue. Donât stop pleaseâ I gasped.
To my disappointment he actually removed his tongue, but quickly replaced it with a long thin finger which he slid up my fuck hole. He began to slide it in and out and soon slipped a second finger in there, at which time he started to suck my dick again. I let out a gasp as his fingers began hitting my special spot. I began to writhe as he continued his two pronged assault on me. Within a minute I was on the edge and I managed to say âYes Iâm going to cum.â
Doctor Wilde pulled his mouth off me and stroked me with his free hand. On his third stroke my dick started to cum. My first shot arched high in the air before landing on my chest. My next few landed on my stomach. He continued finger fucking me hard while I came. With a shudder I released my last spurt just above my dick. Doctor Wilde then began to lap up my cum from my stomach. His long fingers scooped up the cum on my chest and he licked his fingers clean.
âDelicious, Chrissy, you taste just like a special girl should. Unfortunately I forgot to measure you. But no matter, we are far from finished. And since you are so young Iâm sure you wonât have any problem getting hard again. But now itâs time for me to release my penis from my trousers.â
Doctor Wilde reached down and fished his cock from his trousers. It was already hard and it suited him as it was long and thin. He stepped to the head of the table and adjusted it so it was flat. He held his cock in one hand and put it by my mouth. I didnât need any guidance here. I opened my mouth and swallowed it around halfway down. I swirled my tongue around the head and shaft, then started to slide my lips up and down the shaft taking him to the back of my mouth with each movement of my head. I reached out and grabbed a hip for leverage and began to rapidly work his cock back and forth in my mouth. I then slightly adjusted the angle of my head so the doctorâs thin cock slid into my throat. I kept going further until my lips were against his tan trousers.
This prompted him to let out a loud moan. âOOOHHH yes Chrissy, deep throat me yes. You are young but you are a little cocksucker arenât youâ he grunted.
I just continued to suck him, hoping he would cum soon, but the doctor had other ideas. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and moved between my legs. With my feet in the stirrups I was totally open for anything he wanted to do. He put the head of his cock right against my wet hole and pushed the head in. I let out a little gasp as he drove it all the way in. His tongue and fingers had loosened me up sufficiently that he could go deep. Although he wasnât nearly as thick as Daddy, he was actually longer and went deeper than I had ever taken before. He paused a minute, before pulling back until just his head was inside me. He then thrust all the way in again. He gripped my thighs and began a slow steady rhythm of fucking for the next few minutes. The doctor was very methodical, barely varying in his approach. He fucked me at his speed, sliding his cock all the way in until his trousers rubbed against my ass then almost withdrawing from me.
âChrissy I want you to stroke you penis as I fuck youâ he said âand let me know when you are full erectâ the doctor told me, as he continued to sodomize me.
When I reached for my dick the doctor spit on it a couple of times. I gripped my dick and worked his saliva into my skin. I was hard quickly, as I was never allowed to play with myself when being fucked by Daddy. I ran my hand up and down my small shaft while he continued pumping my ass. It took the doctor talking to me to remember his earlier instructions, as I was greatly enjoying myself.
âChrissy are you erect yet?â he asked me, snapping me out of my sex daze.
âYes Doctor I amâ I replied âIâm sorry, I was caught up in the moment.â
âThatâs quite alrightâ the doctor said âitâs not always easy to concentrate while engaging in sexual relations.â
I almost laughed from the way he talked in a scientific manner even while fucking my 15 year old ass. He reached into a pocket of his white doctor coat and removed a roll tape measure. He paused in his thrusting and I removed my hand from my dick. He placed the end of the tape measure on my dick, above my balls and stretched it until reaching the tip.
âThe length of your erect penis is 4 inchesâ he said.
He then wrapped it around the base of my dick, which was the widest part.
âAnd the circumference is also 4 inchesâ he said dispassionately.
He then rolled the tape measure up and placed it back in his pocket and resumed fucking me.
âDoctorâ I asked â isnât that small for a penis?â using the proper term for my girly dick.
âWell Chrissy â he said âthere are too many variations to say for sure. You are on the smaller end of the spectrum, it is true. But having a larger penis doesnât mean you have greater pleasure. And as you prefer the passive role I donât see how the size would matter and itâs far easier to hide in your panties.â
While saying this, his face was starting to get red and his breathing more rapid. Suddenly he stopped thrusting and pulled out of me. He stepped back a little.
âChrissy I would like you to get up and bend over the table pleaseâ the doctor said.
I did as I was told and he positioned himself behind me. He then slid his cock all the way inside me again. The doctor put his hand by my mouth.
âSpit on my hand Chrissy. Yes thatâs a good girlâ he said as I did as he asked.
He slid his hand to my hard dick and started to stroke it in time with his thrusts. It felt real good and I couldnât help moaning from pleasure. He then grabbed my long brown hair with his free hand, pulling my head back while increasing his speed.
âThatâs it Chrissy, I want you to cum on my cock, can you do that? I want your young ass to squeeze me until I canât hold back. I want to fill you with my cum while you cumâ he said pulling even harder on my hair. He was pounding me hard now, no longer in control, his hand stroking me fast. Suddenly I felt his mouth bite my neck and I lost it as cum shot out of me, onto the exam table.
âOh yes Doctor, Iâm cummingâ I moaned as my body tightened on his thrusting cock and I continued to shoot cum out my girly dick.
âYes thatâs a good girl Chrissyâ he said while still stroking me. I felt his cock spasm in me and start to empty his hot cum deep into me. After his cock stopped cumming it started to go soft inside me. Doctor Wilde groaned as he worked his cock out of me. There was a plopping sound as his head came free and I could feel some of his hot cum start to ooze out my fucked hole and run down my leg. I stayed like that a minute, trying to recover from my intense orgasm.
âWould you like some paper towel to clean up with?â Doctor Wilde asked me, as I saw he was cleaning himself.
âThank you Doctorâ I said, smiling shyly. I took the towels and began to wipe myself clean. I first wiped my dick and then began to dab at my hole.
âHmm yes, sorry about the mess but your tight, young ass certainly made me cum a lot. Normally I would use a condom, but as your stepfather assured me that he is the only man to have relations with you, in that case it would be okâ he said.
âItâs alright, I didnât mindâ I answered.
The doctor had finished his clean up and had tucked himself back into his trousers.
âNow Chrissy we have a few things to go over, though I would appreciate if you would remain undressed as we do, just so I can admire you some moreâ he said while looking at my body with admiration.
My face turned bright red but I stayed naked.
âNow Chrissy â the doctor began âallow me to talk first and then later you can jump in with any questions. You will have to come see me every two weeks for treatments. As well as that, once a week you will need to see a therapist for the mental aspects. If you donât I canât legally give you the medication. Iâve given your father a name of a nearby therapist who works with me. If you wish to discuss things with him fine. If not as long as he receives payment you can just stare at the wall for an hour. Your father, sorry stepfather, has also discussed your options about plastic surgery with me.â
âDoctorâ I interrupted âtwo things. What kind of plastic surgery? And when did you discuss all this? Daddy wasnât in the office very long.â
âWell to answer your second question first, he has been in contact with me since before you moved to Stroudsburg. I believe that is why he decided to relocate here. I have a certain reputation among the transsexual community. Normally it is the patient who contacts me directly, but since you are a minor I felt your legal guardian reaching out to me was fine. As to your first question the surgeries discussed were breast implant surgery as well as what is commonly called shaving the adamâs apple. It has a scientific name but that doesnât matterâ he said in a matter of fact manner.
My head was spinning. Thatâs why we moved to this town? Breast surgery, wow I loved that idea.
âAnd shaving my adamâs apple. What is that?â I asked.
âItâs a procedure to surgically remove some of your adamâs apple. It is one of many things done to make a male seem more feminine, as females have much less prominent adamâs apples. There also are many other procedures done, but in your case I doubt many would be needed. Nature has seemed to understand the female in you and you already appear very feminine. I feel the shaving would be minor and with my unique treatment regimen and your young age when starting treatment I believe you will appear more feminine than many genetic woman. Obviously breast surgery would be helpful in that regardâ he concluded.
I had one more question. âWhat about a sex change surgery?â
âWell that is a possibility, but at the least you should be of legal age before consideration. Only you can decide if itâs for you or not. But I will say with SRS that though medicine has made great strides especially on the cosmetic level, science canât equal nature. Obviously you couldnât bear children, but though science has improved in preserving nerves in the area there isnât any way to truly give you a female orgasm and you no longer could have a male one. Many transsexuals who had SRS have regretted it and many have not. It will be up to you. I hope I helped. Now you may get dressed and Iâll administer your meds and then you can go.â
When I left the office I met Daddy in the parking lot. He was pacing impatiently.
âIt took you long enoughâ he said angrily âwere you going at it the whole time, you whore.â
âNo Daddyâ I answered â he had to examine me and tell me about a lot of things that you obviously had discussed with him without telling me anything.â I was mad that he had done all this without letting me know, since it was my body.
Looking sheepish for a moment he said âSorry I didnât let you know sooner. But Daddy knows best, so just do as youâre told. Letâs go.â
His humility sure didnât last long. After we got home he told me to clean up so I showered and enema douched. Daddy was waiting for me in my room, naked with a big hard on.
âGet on the bed on your hands and knees slut. Itâs time for a real man to fuck youâ he ordered.
âYes Daddyâ I said, quickly complying.
âDid that half a fag doctor have a cock like mine baby?â he asked as he rammed it deep into my already fucked hole.
âOh no Daddyâ I gasped through clenched teeth âhis thing was much thinner.â But I was thinking he also treated me like a human being.
Assured of his own superiority Daddy pounded my ass hard and deep. His large, powerful hands gripped my hips tight, his fingers digging into my soft flesh. With each deep thrust his large, hairy balls slapped into my soft skin.
âTake it you little whore, take a manâs cock in your ass. Beg me for it bitchâ he ordered.
âYes Daddy, fuck me like this. You know I love it when you pound me goodâ I cried out. The sad thing was it was true. My dick had hardened and my moans were real. I liked being dominated during sex, I just wished he didnât have to be so mean to me.
Daddy now grabbed both my shoulders in his hands and increased his already fast rhythm. I started to squeeze my ass muscles tight, bringing Daddyâs cock pleasure.
âThatâs right slut, use that ass, you know thatâs what you are good for. Milk Daddyâs cum. Iâm going to cum in your whore assâ he said while crushing my shoulders in his viselike grip. He thrust a few more times into me, then I felt him shudder as his cock began emptying his load into me. With a groan his body pushed onto mine, forcing me flat on the bed with him on top, pinning my body down underneath him.
Over the next few months I continued to get treatments, both medical and sexual, from Doctor Wilde. Once a week I would go to the therapist, but I never talked with him. On the days when I visited Doctor Wilde, Daddy was always rougher and nastier than usual, as if to punish me. However even he couldnât argue with the results. My hips did spread wider, my nipples became larger and more sensitive and the hair on my head became extremely thick and soft. At the beginning of summer I had my adamâs apple shaved and got a pair of pert B-cup breast implants. Daddy wanted me to get larger ones, but thankfully agreed to go for the ones that fit my slim body more proportionately. After the swelling went down, I was in heaven from my new profile. Daddy, as well as Doctor Wilde, certainly enjoyed them.
Daddy had me lay in the backyard in a thong bikini every day so I got a tan, and he loved my tan lines. All in all things werenât that bad, but every cloud has a black lining and things soon would get much worse for your narrator, little old me.
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WARNING… this story contains a lot of rape.. punishment. This story is about one girl that gets to payback those that have abused her
A story a teen cross dresser who gets a little too curious.
Sorry to everyone that this took so long to finish but i really wanted to try and make it a good setup for future stories. I already have the next part in mind so hopefully that will cut down on the time. Hope everyone enjoys. <3<3<3
I service my mistress while she works
Chapter two. Please read Part 1 first.
Haven’t written in a while so this is kinda like my warmup
Club Temptation
It was my first night in Club Temptation; a big deal members club for the upper end of the strip market. I’d taken my turn in the small money bars around town, but I’d got the looks and the moves to get asked for a try-out at a classy gig in no time. And now I was up on stage, going through my first stage routine of the night in front of guys so rich and so sex-starved at home you could smell the money and desperation from the pole.Â
My first tune was slow and I’d decided on a simple sensual dance to begin the night – saving the big moves for later on when the nerves had gone. That gave me time to look around to see which fat wallet looked interested and might respond to some attention. I couldn’t help notice a balcony to the side of the main room, a drawn curtain where a lone figure stood in near darkness. I’d been told this was the VIP area and that’s where the best girls made the big money. I would need to earn my shot at that, I was told, but giving the VIP guy the best views and the dirty looks during the routine couldn’t hurt.
At the end of my dance, the announcer asked the crowd to give it up for “Candy”, and the applause told me all I needed to know about whether I could make it here. I made sure they had some extra time by stalling on stage to pick up my outfit and slowly dress with my back to them. Then I sauntered back to the girls’ area at the far end of the room where we could pose, flirting with each other and the punters looking for private dances. I made sure to make eye contact and flash a tempting smile at my targets on my way over.Â
A few of the other girls said ‘well done’, some genuine, some maybe jealous, but I smiled and thanked them either way. I sat back at a tall stool where I’d left my cocktail and checked my phone for texts. My first outfit that night was aimed at looking as virginal as I could pull off. I had gone for a long-sleeved white chemise which was so see-through you could barely tell it was white. It had frilled cuffs and around the hem which fell to just below my hips. Underneath I wore a matching bra and panties set, satin black with pin stripes in white and lace frills on the cleavage and on the legs. The panties were broad panelled at the front, but reduced to string around the hips and between my cheeks with a gold heart on small chains where the three strands met. My hold-ups were broad white fishnets with a strong seam line and elaborate frills and a ribbon at the tops. Black high heels matched the shoulder length jet of my silky hair. Thick scarlet lips pursed around the straw into my cocktail. Dark blue lids and heavy black mascara framed my eyes as the scanned the room for custom.
I’d barely opened a text when a short guy in a suit stuttered over. He must have been late forties and barely able to maintain eye contact without being drawn to my squeezed cleavage. He was clearly drunk but harmless, and simply desperate to part with a small fortune to have some private attention. This would be easy money. But before he could utter a word to make a proposal, Cindy, the manageress stood between us leaving the man open-mouthed. “Come with me please, dear”. I offered the guy a sympathetic smile as she led me away arm in arm. I’ll find him later, I thought. He’ll keep.
At the top of the stairs, a huge bouncer was holding open the drapes to the darkened VIP area. The manageress left me just outside saying “You be a good girl”. She rested a palm on my cheek. “This is one of my best customers, dear. You know how to be a good girl, don’t you?” I nodded. Sure I understood.
Once through the drapes, it took a moment to adjust to the low light. There was another girl there I recognised as a worker. Her name was Helena. I recognised her as one of the top girls at the club, experienced, beautiful and you could be sure, real expensive. She looked me up and down over her shoulder and gave a minimal smile of acceptance. She was the same height as me, tall with almost the same style hair. I guessed our punter had a favourite type of girl and we fitted the description. Her black leather boots reached half way up her shins where sheer black hold-ups took my eyes up to red panties; lace over a perfectly sculpted ass. Red lace bra, thick material hinting at large breasts but her I was behind her. Her eyes were heavily made-up but sparkled with glitter and her full lips were a deep blood scarlet, pouting and intense.
A light in the ceiling flickered into life and created a pool on the floor with Helena at its centre. A gentle light, once my eyes had adjusted and one which allowed us to make out the figure of a man at the edge. He was seated and wearing a suit, but the light revealed nothing above his waist to give any clues as to who he was or his age. But he could see us perfectly. Sound emerged from somewhere, a gentle orchestral piece, strings – not what I was used to, but Helena led the way. Her hands reached up behind her neck as she spread out her hair and slowly turned around to face me. She moved across me stroking my stomach with her fingers as she went. “Move for him, bitch” she whispered, as she slowly glided around the pool of light, dramatic swaying of the hips showing that perfect butt at its best. She was elegant and perfectly in control.Â
I enjoyed the realisation that my breasts looked larger than hers and decided to play on that. I struck a pose with legs apart, weight slightly more on one hip, arms folded under my breasts, leaning forward with my tongue running along my upper lip as I glared wantonly into the darkness where unseen eyes were staring back. I slowly paced towards him, breasts pushed together, hips thrust in exaggeration with every step, then when I felt close enough I sunk smoothly to my knees. I smiled my raunchiest smile as I casually popped the buttons on my chemise and glided the flimsy material off my shoulders. I wrapped the open front tightly under my breasts as if there was some way of pushing them together more firmly. I then let a finger slip into the wetness of my mouth then ran it down the length of my tight cleavage, eyes fixed into the darkness all the time. Holding the heels of both shoes I let the chemise slip fully down my arms then raised my hands through leaving the top on the floor, and with a smooth well rehearsed motion I quickly popped my bra strap. The release allowed my breasts to separate slightly so he could begin to understand how truly impressive they were. Then I swept both bra straps in turn over the curve of my shoulders so that only the deep overhang of my breasts against the underwire of my bra was the only thing still holding it place. Carefully I leant forward, planting both hands on the floor in front of me. I was ready now to let the bra slide down my arms and truly let loose my breasts to swing unsupported, but something distracted me.
Unsuspected, I felt Helena’s soft warm hands touch my hips as I crouched there on all fours. I tried not to show surprise and had no choice but to go with it. I felt her fingers play underneath the thin straps of my panties, stretching them out slowly then wrapping fingers around them to ease the gently down over my ass. A hand then stroked gently up my back and played through my hair before slowly gathering a clump and using the grip to pull my head up and back so that I raised to my knees. Then her other hand landed gently on my stomach and moved steadily upwards in small circular motions. With a helpless gasp I felt her hand slide underneath my bra pushing it away from under my breasts. They now bounced low, their huge arc hanging below the bra; I could feel the kiss of them touching further down over my ribs. Her hand slid upwards between them, over my chest, up my neck and then a finger ran from one coroner of my mouth to other. I played my eager tongue around it before she dipped it fully into my wet mouth. Her other hand fell from my hair to ease a bra strap all the way down my arm causing the strap to fall from he other arm too. Then it moved to my breasts, playing slowly across both  before resting underneath the cup of one, softly lifting it up and letting it fall again. Her finger left my mouth for both of her hands to be cupping breasts, and then she began to gently squeeze, to separate and then push together, then drift round the bulging cups to play over my thick bullet nipples.Â
I then felt her stand up behind me, hands reaching over to rest on my chest. Moving elegantly round my side I felt her hand clutch a handful of my hair again while a finger played gently over my lower lip, parting, and opening my mouth. She stood side on to our watcher whilst I faced him full on, breasts hanging in full spread. With her free hand, she began to manoeuvre the top of her lace knickers lower and lower. I saw the the gentle folds of skin between legs and stomach gradually narrow and a sparse well trimmed wedge of pubic hair peak from above. My hands moved slowly up the fronts of her thighs to reach underneath her panties. Once my fingers were above, I carefully stretched them out and manoeuvred them delicately down until they reached the tops of her boots. Her finger turned and hooked into the roof of my mouth, where she began to lure me by pulling my head towards her. My open eager parted lips soon found themselves coming up against the end of her penis. I found it already moist, clear juice oozing from the slit showing me how turned on she was. I washed my tongue over my lips to moisten them and made the underside of it glide round her tip at the same time. Then I brought the beautiful smooth roundness of her end inside my mouth, lips closing underneath the rim moving wetly around it to her delight. Her fingers tightened around the knot of my hair she held, and I felt her begin to bring my head further onto her with a gentle force. I opened my mouth wide and loose so that her stiffening cock could move effortlessly in and out without resistance. I rolled my tongue around it rhythmically and let it push deeply into my cheek, bulging it time after time.Â
I worked my fingers around her balls, they were tightening and feeling cool and potently full. I wrapped a forefinger and thumb above her balls and gently tightened the grip. She pulled me forcefully down her shaft in response, until I felt it at the back of my throat and began to struggle. She gave me a moment’s respite for air before insisting I go deep again, and again. I adapted gradually and soon enough felt the fuzz of her hair against my nose and my fingers around her balls against my chin. I savoured the fragrance of her skin as I worked my lips time and time again down the impressive hard length of her cock, sensing every veined bulge and deep rim.
She moved around so that her back was to our punter, her legs spread as far apart as the panties below her knees would allow, and through triangle of her legs, he could take a great view of my breasts and watch her cock sinking into my mouth; balls pressing against my chin. Her hands moved to her ass cheeks and held them apart for them to see her pussy. I pushed a finger into my mouth alongside her insistent cock to moisten it. Then reached up between her legs to feel for her hole. I found it and gently spread my saliva around it. Her cheeks parted, her pussy gaped and it was so easy to slip my forefinger inside right up to the knuckle. She starting driving her cock forcefully into my mouth as I pushed my finger deep into her when she pulled back. I heard her breathing deepen and knew she was getting overheated, so it was time leave her to cool down.
I let her cock slip wetly from my mouth, glistening with moisture and trailing a strand of saliva. Then ran my mouth down the inside of her thighs, alternating between licking at her smooth skin and nibbling softly with my teeth. Soon I was on all fours between her legs, crouched, smiling wickedly at the watcher as my tongue played along the lace panties stretched between her knees. I licked from leg to leg along the top elastic, then from front to back I lapped along the gusset, savouring the hinted taste of her balls, ending the motion licking my lips. I then held the elastic between my teeth and artfully she slipped her boots through to step out, leaving the panties hanging from my mouth.
Then I felt her behind me, hands pulling my panties further down to mid-thigh. I felt warm moisture hit the small of my back and ooze down. Her saliva reached down between my ass cheeks and her fingers moved it towards my pussy. That felt exciting enough, but soon enough I felt a finger push against my tight hole, gently pushing inside. I felt a pressure when each finger joint reached my entrance, and a release between as she went deeper. As she moved it in and out she began to make a widening circular motion, slackening and relaxing my tense muscles. I began to move my butt with the motion causing my heaving breasts to sway rhythmically. Then her finger came and there was a pause as I felt both her hands on my hip, and soon enough the tip of her cock pressed against my hole.Â
She pulled me towards her as she drove her cock against me and a pressure built up against my entrance. Â I pushed my muscles out and a tight ring opened smoothly allowing the head to move some way inside. As she moved firmly deeper, I winced. It felt like my ass was being gaped wider than it could possibly go. I braced myself as the pressure built and I went light-headed until a flush of blood rushed through me as my ass shut tight round her shaft as her tip went fully inside. She allowed me a brief moment to settle and get used to the size inside me. Then more saliva oozed over my stretched pussy hole and she began to slowly push and pull, ever so softly at first, but then firmer and I heard myself groaning and blowing with the girth moving in and out. I felt my hair being pulled up again as he thrusting went as deep as it could. I was filled. She tugged my hair and pumped deeper, treating me like her big-titted bitch. A sharp slap glanced off my butt cheek making me start. And another, harder, rippling my ass.Â
Whatever I felt about Helena being in charge, it was clear our man was very happy about it. I hadn’t noticed it happening, but now his trousers were open and his hand was softly strumming his shaft. His cock dwarfed either of ours, so I counted my blessings in just having to deal with Helena’s tool.
Next I felt her move me back onto her as she slid under me to lie on her back while I sat on her. I took my weight onto my heels until our only contact was cock and ass pussy. I stroked my tits softly as I made small up and down movements on her cock; hands playing down over my chest, over hard tiny nipples and round under the full curve of the cups. I slapped up against them from underneath, sending ripples upwards and a deep heavy bounce. Squeezed them together with the inside of my upper arms and folded underneath to hoist them upwards.
Then my hands drifted over my stomach, down over my hard cock and throbbing nuts, fingertips stroking down her wet shaft and settled on her balls, kneading them, cupping them and then drifting further down to play a finger over her still wet ass pussy. I felt her moan again, struggling to cope with the building enough to shoot her juice. Now I was in charge, and she would be my bitch. I lifted myself away off her cock, so comfortable with the girth now that it caused no pain. I inched backwards and as I reached to take her cock in my mouth, I felt her hands settle around my own and guided it towards her wet eager mouth. My hands slid underneath her legs and emerged on her inner thighs, spreading her smooth legs apart. I flushed the tip of her cock with luscious warm saliva, rolling my tongue expertly around it. Instantly she was tense with the struggle to stay in control. She sucked hard on my cock hoping to get me to unload first, but I was the mistress, and just to press the message home, I carefully ran my teeth up her shaft and over her throbbing rim and tip to see her squirm. She did not disappoint. But if she was going to unload now in my hot willing mouth, I thought our mutual friend was not going to get his money’s worth. So I lifted myself away from her cock, trailing a gleaming strand of saliva from my lips to her tip, sat back gently on to her face with her eager tongue lapping against my pussy hole. I reached forward to take hold of her cock with both my hands; fingers locked together. I squeezed tightly on the shaft and then began to pump it. It was wet and slick and in spite of squeezing hard, it ran easily through my fists so I could go hard up and down the length of it.Â
Her pelvis began pushing into each downstroke, her toes curled in her boots, legs thrashing in loss of control, and then when her hands shot up to my tits and squeezed them with a desperate vigour, I knew he moment had come. Soon enough, I was watching in triumph as my bitch helplessly shot a stream of pure white juice a few feet into the air, collapsing into drops over her stomach. As she convulsed a second weaker bolt arced upwards and fell back over her stomach and tip and my clenched fists. A third over her stomach, and then an oozing stream forced out over her tip, flowing slowly down over my hands and fingers. I squeezed upwards half a dozen times to bring out every last drop, then brought my hands up to my face where I licked the sharp tang of her juice from the backs of my hands, between my fingers and from my fingertips, all the while looking intently in the direction of our man’s masturbation.
A moment of victory subsided. She seemed spent and drained, but sadly for her there were two of us in the room who still wanted our moment of ecstasy. So I stood up and reached down for a handful of her hair then brought her upwards. Her legs were struggling to support her, trembling slightly with the depth of her orgasm, but I showed her no mercy; bringing her over to our friend and my other hand squeezing the cheeks of her face, forced her mouth down on to his cock as his hands moved away. I stepped back a moment and observed her tight ass swaying from side to side as she struggled to breath round his giant cock end, legs buckling and needing to hold the seat of his chair to support herself.
I moved forward and took her butt cheeks in either hand, gently spreading them apart to widen her pussy hole. I brought my hard cock end up against it and stared in amazement as it gave way softly, spreading wetly as my head went inside. The pleasure of feeling it return around my shaft after the rim had passed inside shot through my balls. I felt them tighten and felt the pull of juice beginning and knew I wouldn’t last long. So I hit her deep with hard thrusts, her legs still shaking struggled against the vigour. My hands pulled her hips back onto my cock, our skin slapping together in a building frenzy. I heard a deep male groan amongst the breathy sighs of Helena’s struggle: he was coming now, I knew. There was nothing now to hold me back, and as soon as his juddering squirms on the seat had subsided, I pulled her away by her hair, forced her to her knees and tilted her head back opening her mouth. His cum was pooled on the floor of her mouth, her tongue an island in the middle of it. His juice streaked down from the corner of her mouth down under her chin. And then, after a frantic blur of hand action on my spasming cock, his cum was joined by mine. The first blow hit her cheek, the second her upper lip and her mouth, the third her chin and throat, and then I let the stream of juice still oozing from my shuddering balls dribble down over her chest.
I then held her hair tight as I pushed my face into hers, tongues and lips in a mess of saliva and oozing cum. I knelt in front of her as we kissed, cum dripping from our mouths, down our chins and over our breasts, moistening them and allowing us to rub them together, over nipple against nipple and slipping them up and down through each other’s. Dripping cocks rubbing against each other, hands resting on each other’s butts, holding us together in a slimy embrace.
As the passion ebbed, our tongues gently rolled around each other, the cum now congealing, our chins and cheeks a glossy mess of moisture. The light then dimmed into darkness and we held each other still, sensing our watcher get up and walk out, surely very satisfied. When the lights came back on, sure enough he had gone and looked at the state of each other and giggled. Helena leant forward and gently kissed me closed mouthed on the lips and smiled. “I think we’ve earned a shower and a drink” she whispered. We helped each other up and straightened what little clothes we had, then walked away arm in arm after a job well done.
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