Cara and I met in junior high at a schoolhouse dance. We had met via MySpace, and we met at the dance and fast became an item. She was a very cute, punk rocker girl and right up my back street. Before we made anything official though, her friend, who was very slutty, cornered me and basically forced me into a family relationship with her. Being young it was exquisitely, as I didn't know any near. She also sucked my peter every day, which I had no protest to. I had never had any kind of sex up until then, so I was all for it. Those two weeks though, I couldn't get Cara out of my brain, and I eventually had to end it with my little cock sucker.

Cara and I got along famously, and had a lot of fun and adventures that were both amorous, and exciting. She accepted and loved me for who and what I am, and was more than felicitous to delight me, and encounter my loving. In the course of our relationship I revealed to her that I had a huge G-string hoodoo, and she quickly stocked up on a few pairs beginning to wear them on a nearly daily ground. She was smoking hot, with the precious face, easily a foot short than me, a fit body from playing volleyball game, with hips to die for. Her tenacious thick wavy brown hair accented with putting green bangs, gave her the alt look I craved.

My fetish for lash escalated and I eventually started wearing them from time to time, and she thought it was funny, and kind of sexy. I even started wearing some of her clothes. There was one time, I asked her about putting on one of her dresses. She normally wore jeans and a T-shirt, and so she humored me. She immediately stopped laughing saying the dress looked before on me than it did her. We both shared a laugh and I took it off.

Blossoming in me from the betimes stages of our relationship and throughout was a want for cock sucking. When I talked to Cara about this, much to my fervor, she was happy to hold. She didn't have any experience in this realm, so she asked me to coach her in what to do and how I liked it. I later learned that her Old brother when she was a small fry would actually make her sucking his dick, but that's for another time.

She became, to engagement, the best hammer sucker I have ever experienced. No one compares to her. Oh sure, I've had other girlfriend that can do certain little tricks, but the amount of sexual love and devotedness she put into her headway game is unparalleled. The first gear sentence she gave me head, was magical, we were in my bedroom and I was sitting on the bed with her on her genu before me. I was coaching her, telling her to use her hand here, and watch the teeth, although a little scrape was ripe. When I was about to cum, I forgot to tell her. I thought she could finger me pig out and get extra backbreaking, and we also hadn't discussed swallowing. So when I came, it caught her by surprisal, she suddenly pulled off with a sputter and it began to photograph dense circle in the air, some landing place in her bangs and face, but mostly on her hand and my lap. I laughed and apologized and she was sort of annoyed, but she eventually laughed it off too. We then discussed a signaling arrangement and her swallowing. From then on, I would tap her head and say"I'm cumming,"she would redouble her try and swallow it all. She'd then take a draught of Listerine and rinse her mouth out as she didn't want cum intimation. Swallowing every clip, as I loved the sound of it going down her pharynx, she easily ingested at least a gallon's worth of my cum at one tablespoon a pop. She loved me a lot.

Sadly, my blowjob beauty and I separated one fateful day when we had bicycled over to her business firm, and her dad wasn't home. I remember it clear as day she said,"free fall ‘ em."

"What do you mean ?"I looked her dumbfounded.

Exasperated,"Your bloomers, I'm going to give suck you dick !"

Not needing to state me twice, I quickly took my pants off and sat down in the chairperson she had sitting in the middle of her room. She then slid right into her wonted situation on her stifle and began giving me the most memorable blowjob I had ever had. She was really working it, up and down her nous bobbed, giving twists with her mouth and paw. My hand resting on top of her pass feeling the rhythm as she took my cock in and out of her mouth with the loving efficiency she had honed over the two geezerhood we were together. I heard a door open and close in the distant way, but it didn't register. I was close to cumming.

Suddenly the door fit open and her dad began asking Cara about something, then his oculus befell his beautiful daughter on her knee in front of me, as she was on her way down.

"Oh hellhole no !"He exclaimed.

She quickly got up and I tried stuffing my difficult putz back in my knickers, but the trouble is the sudden exhilaration was enough to make me cum and I began spurt Stanford White ropes up the front of my shirt, scared to death.

Her dad got right in my brass, a short stout Irishman,"If I ever catch you in this house again, I'm going to kick your ass !"

I mutter a meek"yessir"as I scurried off and butt between my stage. Cara followed me out telling me I didn't need to go, but I feared for my life, and fled. Cara and I broke up shortly afterwards, never being able to face up her dad ever again.

class past and I had former girl and sexual experiences and she was a distant"fish that I let go."Until one day I was working in retail and her and her brother both came into the store. Scared shitless, but needing to provide customer service, I greeted them. They treated me like we were old pals !

"Hey, Ryan, it's soo just to see how ! How have you been ?"

I was stricken with surprise. I knew he hadn't forgotten what he saw, so how could this be ? ! We made small lecture and caught up some and when I got home I contacted Cara via Facebook.

"What was that all about ? ! Your dad and brother came in and treated me like nothing had happened."I asked her.

"Yeah,"she said,"out of all my boyfriends, you were my dad's favorite."

"What ! ? How so ?"

Well it turns out that Cara had had a drawing string of opprobrious boyfriends, both physically and emotionally. And Even though I had his piffling miss's oral fissure on my prick, I treated her with love and tutelage. But above all that, she told me, I wasn't afraid of her dad. I wasn't afraid to engage him and make conversation. Apparently, all her early boyfriends were only in it for the cock sucking, and too nervous to talk with him. And he respected that. So now I make it a point to engage parents when I can.

We stayed in tinge a picayune bit from there on out, and had a yearly check mark in and catch up. She moved to a dissimilar DoS, got married, had a baby, and proceeded to get lots mellow level education. She was always intelligent, too smart even. I feel blessed that she even graced herself with me, never brain loved me once upon a sentence. She loves me still, but it's something non-romantic.

Some more years past, and I was living my life-time getting my own education, when my family suffered a devastating blow, my mom died. Cara always loved my mom, and she showed up to the memorial we had. It turns out she was moving to the town I lived in and wouldn't be too far away, and suggested that we should throw dinner parties.

Absolutely, I agreed and the summer was filled with each week dinner parties, biz and laughter—me getting to love her husband and fry. It's hard not to flirt with her. She's so comfortable to get along with, especially given our history. So we would flirt with one another, playful and tame stuff, just making sexual references and such. She was expressing her defeat with some clients one day, and I joked about her getting out a riding crop and get these bitches in line. She laughed and agreed.

Throughout our chats, I started recounting unlike sexual dangerous undertaking I had had. Confessing that I had accepted myself to be a cross chest, that though I don't cross dress all the time, only in the bedroom, I do always wear flip-flop panties, I even pulled the shoulder strap up of the G-string I was wearing at the fourth dimension to accentuate my degree. She giggled and kind of cooed me. I also told her that I enjoy being dominated by women. I even disclosed that I was bi, and that one first-rate hot night, I had met up with a distich on Craigslist, and I sucked"Mistress's"husband's ("professional's") dick while she watched. It took some urging, but eventually we met up with me going over to Master and Mistress's planetary house. I was to wear weblike black panties, undress, put on a cute little New Jersey miniskirt skirt, a lycra cami, and apply him a lap dance until Mistress told me to get on my genu and delight Master until he cummed on my face."I still fantasize about that night, but I want Mistress would've pegged me, or let maestro hump me."I laughed. Cara didn't say a lot seeming nonchalant and pleasant as she always is.

The school year was progressing and her body of work picked up and the dinner company continued, several calendar month had gone by and we all became very close, making chit schmooze, and display board games, and dinner party parties. One such dinner party, Cara invited me over, and when I came in with my accustomed drinks, I noticed right away that their daughter wasn't there.

"Where's the child ?"I asked, referring to her as if she were a queen.

"She's with my dad for the weekend, so we can have uninhibited…fun."She replied.

The subtle pause went right past me, so I carried on and we had a pleasant dinner and a round of Cards Against Humanity, without needing to strangle our oral communication or content. She had won, and we all shared a thoroughly laugh. We stood up and proceeded to the TV room where her hubby, toilet, put on the basketball game game and began to watch it. Cara sauntered over to me, and kind of got quiet and put her head down a petty and smiled. I smiled too watching her, always having a voiced spot for her and we walked over to near where John sat. She put her arms around my neck and gave me a quick little hug not letting go fully and said quietly,"I had a really great time tonight, but you know what would really score this night amazing ?"She looked at me with her cute grinning, and sparkling eyes.

"What ?"I asked quietly

"If you sucked my husband's gumshoe,"she said innocently.

The bulwark kind of closed in around me, and all I could say was,"What ! ?"

"I said,"her lingua suddenly becoming spiked as she grabbed a fistful of my hair, tilting my head back and forcing me down to my knees,"suck my husband's cock !"

I looked at her face, no longer innocent, but stony and devilish. She had a feral look in her eyes, that told me I had no option but to comply. I looked at her husband, and he had a standardized wicked grin, as he stood up. He was taller than me by about a half a foot, and he was very fit. He was wearing NJ trunks and no shirt which is his customary dress for summer days. His pecker bulging out the front of his basketball game shorts.

Cara shook my fountainhead by my hair as if to rend me from my spell,"Well ! ? I'm waiting ! Pull his cock out for him and get to it !"

I timidly, slowly reached my hands to his waistband, hooked my digit under his short and boxers, and began to reveal what looked like the longest prick I had ever seen. Half mast, and he was easily 7 inches long, he stood there naked before me while I'm on my knees. Cara's hand was firmly in place, watching me intently. I reached forward and took his heavy cock in my deal and began to tend forward to carry his thick, veiny, mushroom cloud read/write head in my mouthpiece.

Cara cooed,"There's a safe loose woman. Put that cock in your mouth and study it."She guided my head to his, and when my mouth made physical contact, I could taste the salty musky flavor of him. Cara mashed my caput into his pelvis, filling my oral cavity all the way up with his limp cock."Get him hard, you cock sucking strumpet ! eff it as much as I do !"That's a marvelous parliamentary procedure because I know how well she gives psyche, and she's had 15 long time More of praxis. I began sucking harder and with more enthusiasm as John began to harden to his full 9 column inch length.

"That's it, sissy ! sucking his cock !"She said letting go of my pilus and standing back as my head bobbed back and forth on John's cock. Cara pulled out her phone and began videotaping me working her husband's cock.

She put the phone away and thought for a moment."Sissy doesn't apply here, something's missing. Get up !"She demanded.

Catching my breath, I looked up at her."When I give you an order, you respond, ‘ yes, Mistress !'Do I get to myself vindicated ?"She instructed venomously.

"Yeah,"I responded.

whack ! She slapped me hard across the grimace,"What was that ? !"

I recoiled,"Yes, schoolma'am !"I exclaimed meekly.

"That's better, John is also Master, is that clean ?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"trade good, whore. Now get up !"

"Yes, Mistress,"I said as I slowly got up to my feet.

"Now, drop cloth ‘ em !"

I was suddenly taken back to her bedroom, those year ago when she gave me the same command. I guess she always was a femdom, but I never noticed or realized, and that's what I found attractive about her. I undid the warp of my belt, the push button and zipper of my jeans, and stepped out of them.

"The shirt, too, off with it !"Cara barked.

"Yes, Mistress !"I responded as I quickly took off my shirt, now I'm standing before her and her husband in only my leopard photographic print Victoria's arcanum v-string.

"See, I told you he was a sissy !"Cara chuckled to John.

"You were right,"he conceded with a haughty chuckle.

Cara went into their sleeping room and rummaged in her closet for a moment, and came back holding the same wearing apparel I wore for her those years ago !"Put this on !"She demanded."You looked so sound in it those eld ago, better than I did,"she admitted."But then again, I always one to break the pants, wasn't I, you cock sucking sissy !"

"Yes, Mistress"I obediently said as I slipped the dress on over my head and donned it. It was shorter now that I've spring up taller, barely covering my ass, but it still fit ! I couldn't believe it."I can't believe you kept it."I whispered under my breath.

"Of course I did, slut ! I was waiting for the day that you would get along crawling back to me, and I was with a real man, who knew how to be intimate, unlike you !"She chided me."Now, get back to sucking !"She casually got out her earphone and began recording again.

"Yes, Mistress."I got back down on my knee joint again, Master's cock still rock solid. I grabbed it and guided it back into my mouth, gingerly bobbing my head back and forth.

"No, no, no, that's all wrongfulness. daddy, show him how it's done !"she reprimanded me, but spoke sweetly to him.

"Yes, mama."He grabbed the slope and back of my read/write head with both hands and proceeded to fuck my back talk."preserve it open, slut"sea captain said forcefully. I obliged and opened my mouth as wide it would go, and he began fucking my throat with his broad 9 inches. GLARG GLARG my oral cavity went, spit beginning to form around my mouth and drop a little down the garb Cara gave me.

"That's more like it. Do you like that, sissy ? Do you like Master using your mouth like a cum depositary like you did me ?"

"Y-esth, Misth-res"I was cut off when lord stuck his cock all the way down my pharynx and held it there filling my esophagus. Cara came right up to my case and cream Master's balls."Yummy, isn't it ?"she cooed at me then nibbled my ear."Keep him glad until I get back."

I couldn't speak with a dick balls deep in my mouth, whoremonger pulled out and pushed back, I couldn't breathe, but he fucked my mouth uninhibitedly. A few moments late Cara came back and I couldn't see her. St. John the Apostle unceremoniously tore his cock from my mouth and spun me around, and I was nerve to expression with Cara's dickhead bed cover wide receptive with her black thong pushed to the side."punch it !"She commanded. St. John was recording now.

I spread her ass cheeks apart and tongue fucked her ruck up hole. It tasted so good !"Ah yeah !"Cara moaned, I thought she loved it but then, pfft ! She jumped back and started clapping and laughing. She had just farted in my backtalk. I swooned from the sudden gas, and she grabbed me by the face,"how was that, slut ! ?"She growled at me. She then spun back around and shoved my face into her asshole again,"punch !"

"Yes, Mistress !"I stuck my tongue out wary of more gas, but stayed on-key to my responsibility, as she pressed her shapely ass around my oral fissure. Her ring cattle ranch as my spit inserted deep into her and she moaned and giggled. whoremaster stepped around in forepart of her and she took his rooster in her mouth and started giving him the Saame pleasance I had received so many age ago. She suddenly moved, and directed my mouth onto Saint John the Apostle's cock."Yes, suck it, appreciation that peter !"She leered and sneered at me, pushing my head hard into his pelvis.

She stepped around behind me, and gave my ass several intemperate spankings WHACK ! wallop ! WHACK ! I moaned into her husband's cock, and she laughed,"Good slut !"She mocked."Now, let's see what this ass can do !"Cara flipped up my clothes hem, pulled aside my G-string and began licking my ass ! I was in heaven with this fit beast of a man, and his raging turncock in my throat. And my released angel licking my ass, it doesn't get dear, or so I thought.

That is until I felt her stop licking and felt her pressing up against my rim."lubricating substance"I heard her murmuration, and rush into her room and rejoinder shortly after. Her married man had taken his cock from my lip and was rubbing it all over my boldness, smearing my spit all over, and mushing his testicle every which way. Cara burst back in and I could hear a slicking sound,"That's easily !"she exclaimed and before I knew what happened, my ass was stretched and I felt hands on my hip joint pulling me back. John got right in my face with the television camera on the sound and snapped a picture. He looked at it, and said,"Ooooh, yeah ! That's a keeper,"he pointed the display towards Cara."Yeah, it is, she agreed."She held the camera and recorded, and began thrusting her hips and her strap on book binding and forth inside of me, filling me up and emptying me out, leaving a void spirit. My grunts became primal as she punched my prostate with her dong.

"You like that, my little pansy, buttslut ! ?"her thrusts became more vivid, and my hole was afire. I couldn't save my breath as her fucked me unvoiced. I felt her beat alteration and she began to puff. Her strokes became deliberate and pointed. I could feel her tensing, mounting, then she grunted and held very still as her orgasm came over her.

master key grabbed my human face and began fucking it again."Mama just cummed in you, slut, thank her for her cum !"he demanded. John pulled his dick out so I could comply his ordering,"thank you, Mistress."

WHACK ! ! An Even sharper painfulness than before came in my ass as well as outside as she thrust in unvoiced and spanked me."For what, slut ! ?"

"Thank you, for cumming in me, fancy woman !"

"That's better,"she said, as she gave a few more gentle drive in and out,"your turn,"she offered John, as she pulled out of me and began to admit off her harness. She came around front of me and I saw it was only 6 in and about an inch in cinch. veneration came over me, as I realized what was about to happen.

"No, please don't !"I pleaded.

"What was that, sissy ? No ? NO ! ?"She bellowed at me, and slapped me hard across the face,"don't you EVER tell me ‘ no'EVER again ! Do I make myself clear ?"She went into her sleeping accommodation and came back with a riding crop and started whipping me."You-WHACK-follow-WHACK-orders-WHACK-when-WHACK-GIVEN ! WHACK !"

I howl and wept, and through my tears I whimpered,"Ye-yes, Mis-stress"

"Good girl, now suck his tool and get it dainty and wet, I used up all the lube."She casually leaned back on the armrest of a chair, and I took his hard peter in my crying back talk, and began sucking it getting it wet and slick. When Saint John was satisfied, he pulled back from my face and mounted behind me, aimed his hard hard cock at my pissed minuscule mess and pressed in. It was painful, it stretched me beyond my way, and I felt like I was splitting in two. But then the point popped in, I howled. Cara laughed. I felt him slid another inch, and another and another, until I felt his ballock pressed against mine.

"How does that experience, slut ? Full ?"Cara laughed and got close in on my face with her beautiful arch smiling."I take that cock in the ass all the clip, you'll get used to it, oh and I didn't even use my big toy."Cara stood up and began to casually run her pussy over my nose and typeface forcing me to smell of and sample her puss juice."My very toy is much bigger than daddy here. And he can take it, like a man, but you'll be taking it like a slut. I'm gentle with him, tender and loving, but you… only a fuck toy, meant for our pleasure."She laughed as she gave my face a brightness level slap. I felt John pull out slightly until it felt like his full length was out, and then he slammed back inside me. I howled again. St. John the Apostle picked up amphetamine and rhythm gradually, pulling me into him by the pelvis and pushing himself into me. I did eventually correct and the pain subsided into an intense pleasure. My eyes rolled around in my head and my groan were croaky. I could finger my dick dripping precum as his thrusts became more rampant.

"I'm gon na cum, mama."Cara's husband declared.

"Oh just, book on !"Cara excitedly hurried off. Coming back but not into view,"Ok, just let me acknowledge when you're quick !"

"Ok, I'm ready !"He haphazardly ripped himself from my son of a bitch, and stepped around to my front, and started jerking his hammer, I felt something closet against my rim again, and it caught on fire in a blaze of pain feeling it stretch. I screamed in cristal, and I felt fingers pull in my mouth open, as what seemed like a quarter cup of cum dumped into my backtalk, drizzling over the incline, and down my chin. One rope landed in my eye blinding me."Don't you dare swallow yet, you fucking sissy cumslut !"I heard from behind me. As quickly as the pain in my ass appeared it was gone, and I was left with that discharge tone, Cara came around in front of me, and I could see her new greenish blue dong was HUGE !"outdoors wiiiiiide and say ‘ ah ’."Cara giggled her commanded. I did and she recorded."Ok, you may swallow."

I gargled Master's cum and swallowed it all, heaving a great sigh once my mouthpiece was clear, I slumped over exhausted. schoolmaster walked off and drew a shower bath and stepped in. Cara came over to me and settled back on her haunches and took my aspect in her men and raised my optic to meet hers.

"Thank you. That was a lot of fun."She smiled brightly and sweetly and gave me a soft kiss on the face. My core was confused and felicitous. She grabbed me by the hand and no longer had her huge strap on harnessed on. She was in a fatal lash, and nothing More. She set me seating on the sofa, and got into her customary view on her knees between my wooden leg. She popped my cock in her oral fissure, grabbed my phone and took a blowjob selfie, and in good apparent movement began to bob her brain up and down. Lovingly she sucked, and she knew the symptoms of a cumming now, and didn't motivation my warning as I erupted in her sassing. She opened her lip wide and videotaped her swallowing my cum, giving a piddling kiss at the end."Your cum, is still my favorite flavor,"she said genuinely,"I hope we can do this again sometime."She kissed me on the lips, my cum on her breathing space."You can keep that dress, it looks better on you anyways."

I left that night, bedraggled and abused, but I looked forward to more. I need Mistress and schoolmaster .