My wife/Mistress directs me to compose these stories for her and then we do them in realness. She always takes parts of my history but changes the reality to suit her needs. This was a account about eating another man 's cum.

It started innocently enough. You were allowing me to jerk off and puzzle out my precum off your nipples like convention. Then you began whispering as I licked you that it was such a ignominy that I did n't desire to taste cum after my orgasm. You talked about how you knew I wanted to do it, and how a lot it would please you. I nodded as I was getting stuffy to cumming. You made me stop.

You asked how could we make it happen ? How could I eat cum when I was so grossed out by it after I came ? You let me start jerking again as you whispered that if it was not my cum, but another man 's cum I would still be in the mood would n't I ? As I thought about it you placed your wet tit in my mouth and asked again. I was so closemouthed and the persuasion was making me more excited.

Answer me or I wo n't let you cum ? Yes or no ? I said yes and you took me in your mouth as I began to cum. Mmmmmmmmmm, it felt so dear. You sat up, opened your mouth so I could see all of my cum inside then bent over to snog me. I turned my head but with one hired hand you grabbed my Kuki-Chin and the other pinched my nose until I opened my oral cavity and you kissed me. You allowed the cum to run in my mouth as you stuck your tongue deep in my mouth. I squirmed and tried to change state my head but I couldn't.

You sat up and looked at me laughing. `` Well, you little sissy bitch, you have to admit for your cum eating fantasy to cum true we need a donor, right ? '' I looked at you, so powerful and sexy, and as disgusted and grossed out by what had just happened, I was excited about how you took bid and made me do what I had always wanted. I was amazed as I heard myself say yes.

'' O.K., so here is how we are going to do this. I will find a man, a dominate man, who will accept that I have a sissy who will be involved on whatever spirit level I decide. You will not get a say in who I choose, how often I or we meet with him, or any former particular about the post. You will buy me lingerie that I will only wear for him and if we need a way you will pay. Understood ? ``

I nodded yes

'' And while we are talking about it I may or may not give birth you with me when I meet him, you may or may not be in the room when I have sex with him. You will always be dressed as my milksop if you 're confront. You will be submissive and respectful to me at all times and never, ever, say no to me in front of my lover. You will suck up his cock if told and you can look verbal abuse and mortification from me in front of him and also from him if he is comfortable doing so.

You can wait to assist me fairly and dress up before we meet as my house maid. You may be required to dish out us drinks or do other tasks before, during, or after our intimate play.

Now I know this is a lot to accept and I know a `` real '' man would never do this but just remember you begged to posit to me for yr so this is how it 's going to be from now on and I do n't want to hear any of your epicene whining about this, understood ? OH, and as your advantage milksop, every time he cums, in me or on me, you will lick it all up, no arguing. ``

I nodded yes. While you seemed unsure of what my resolution would be with the term you had demanded but I was in sissy aspiration land. My Mistress married woman, my private porn hotshot was going to cheat me. She was going to take a dominate lover and I was going to be involved on some undecided level.

Over the next workweek this fueled my fantasy but nothing More was said. You did ingest me wearing my new chastity device 24/7 except on Monday eventide when I was allowed to guide it off. This kept me super horny all of the meter. My mind raced with thought of this new spell in our relationship but you did n't refer it and after a couple of weeks I thought you were just playing with me.

Then you came plate from study one evening and told me I was taking you shopping. We went dress shopping and you picked out a new wearing apparel. I paid for it but nothing was said. Two solar day later you told me you needed the car after workplace. I asked where you were going and all you replied was, do n't ask. When the time came you put on your new frock, some eminent heels and leftfield. When I asked how long you 'd be gone you did n't reply.

damn, I knew you were going to meet `` him '', whoever that was and my idea was on attack. Who was he, where were you meeting, damn you looked so hot, were you just meeting to chit-chat, or was this a intimate skirmish ? Surely not, I hope, uh, I did n't know what I hoped. I sat and thought about it all even, one part of me was jealous, another part excited. Being in chastity since we had our number one talk about this had me so turned on I could hardly operate so I put on some step-in, telling myself that would remind me of my office in this new dynamic. So I waited, and waited, then finally you came home.

You seemed to be in a good mood so I asked what was going on. You told me you had a dinner escort and that it went well. I asked who it was with and you looked very serious at me and said that I would just call him Sir. Then you stood up and reached under your dress, pulling your step-in off. You sat down, spread your stage and told me to number over to you and get busy.

I knelt before you, I hesitated, `` did you ? '' I asked. You replied that it did n't matter you expected me to service you no matter what and I was to get busy. I began licking and sucking your clit until you got off.

Once upstairs as we got quick for bed you asked if I would like to be unlock. Once the cage was off I was allowed to touch myself and you began talking to me. You told me he was younger than me and dominate. That he was excited to be with a married twain and that we would both have submissive roles but mine would be slavish to both of you. You got out your headphone and pulled up a characterisation of his cock. You told me to look at it, that it was n't to big but certainly bragging and harder than me. You pushed the telephone set in my look and as I turned away you laughed and told me to get used to that peter being in my face. Disgusted, embarrassed, excited, I started to cum and you pulled my mitt away, leaving my pecker to spurt weakly. Not actually a destroyed orgasm, but close.

When we woke up you told me that we would be going shopping again today that you needed a new outfit and some intimate apparel. You said I would probably need some new things as well. We went out and you bought another new apparel, then panties, a corset, hose all very sexy. You would hold things up and asked if he would like them. On the way home you told me we were meeting him Sat so I should n't piss plans for the eve.

On Saturday dawning you had me wash the car and then come shower with you. I washed you all over. I sat and watched you doing your hair and composition and then was told to facilitate you dress. I could n't help oneself but being excited as I helped you into your corset, pulled the stockings up your sexy legs and then your step-in over the garters. I helped you with your dress and bounder. We seemed ready as you handed me a bag telling me my things were in there and we went to the car, you told me you 'd drive. I felt so affright, so singular, so activated.

As we drove east you told me to think of this was all my doing. These were my fantasies and I had begged you to act on them. You told me that your `` bull '' was a nice guy and that he had just been tested and was disease free. You reminded me that I was to be venerating of both of you, address him as Sir, and that if I was ripe we 'd recreate after he left. I agreed.

We stopped and bought some wine and we drove to I69 at Gas City. We had drove through the McDonalds and you had bought me `` dinner party ''. You pulled up to a motel and you told me to get out, get us a way and textual matter you the room number. I took the bag and the wine and went inside while you drove off.

Once in the room I sent you the number and opened the bag. inside was my outfit for the night, new cad, hose, a supporter belt, a bra, and a amah outfit, very short with a slight white apron on the front. There was a note that said get dressed, wait, do not promise or text. There were also two wine glasses. There was also a copy of a short letter I had written you as one of my sissyish assignments about being cuckolded. I read it and remember how excited I was when I wrote it. Now I was about to hold up it.

I put on the hosepipe, dark and seamed. It took a spell to get the wrinkle straight. I put on the little bra and then the maid rig. It was short but sexy. I put the apron on and then slipped into the heel. They were higher than the early couple you 'd bought me. I staggered around the elbow room trying to larn to walk in them. At to the lowest degree I would n't be walking lots. I put the glassful on the tray that had been under the ice bucket and practiced walking around the elbow room. As I walked past the mirror, all dressed up, excited, feeling sexy I glanced at the mirror. Damn, I looked ludicrous. Just an old fat guy in a maid 's kit, little locked cock showing above the top of my stockings, below the arse of the getup. I quickly became embarrassed and self-conscious. I started turning lights off trying to mute my appearance. Finally, I sat down.

I remember I had n't eaten so I got the McDonalds bag and began eating. My mind wandered off, where were you, what were you having for dinner ? Were you enjoying yourself, was he making you laugh, were you excited, knowing he was going to jazz you ? At least he was paying for dinner. I had spent so much on your new wear ; I was going to be short all month. Is this person you are going to see more than once ? Would you fall for him, was this the beginning of the end of US ? What the fuck have I done ? When would the two of you be back ? I became more and more neural. I sat at the windowpane, peeking through the drape, waiting.

After staring for what seemed like forever, I saw you pull into the lot. A car followed you in and parked beside you. Both of you got out and I noticed you had been obviously drinking a lot as you staggered and he had to avail you across the parking lot. Of course you would bear been drinking, I knew this bothered you a lot and that I had no right to ask you to do any of this. I felt guilty but it was too late to back out now. I waited, cook to answer the door. After a few moments I heard the two of you in the hall, laughing. You seemed to be right hand outside the door but there was no belt. Finally, there was a bang and I walked over and opened the door.

As the two of you walked in you said number on the Inner Light beef. You were drunk. I turned on a belittled lamp but it was n't enough to become you. You turned on all of the ignitor and I was standing there, embarrassed, humiliated, wanting to crawl into a corner and veil but you would n't let me. Say hullo bitch you ordered so I said hi Sir.

He seemed nervous and embarrassed too. You walked around me as if inspecting my new outfit. You walked around and stood in battlefront of him, still facing me, looking directly into my eyes as you backed up to him with your hands behind your rachis. I knew you were stroking his turncock through his pants and soon his hands came around and cupped your titty, groping you as I stood and watched, wanted it to cease, mesmerized as I watched, excited to see more. He seemed to clear trust and you said `` See, I told you. He is getting excited are n't you dear ? '' I nodded yes. `` Now get us some wine. '' I curtseyed and went to pour wine. As I returned the two of you were on the sofa and you were unzipping his pants. I watched, staring, as you pulled out his cock and slowly stoked it for a second.

I thought I need to make this a very gratifying experience for you and I am going to do my expert to make it so. As I served the wine-coloured you pointed down at your privates. I knelt and reached under your frock to pull off your step-in. I was pleased that they were wet so I knew you were excited. You reached out and I handed them to you. You again pointed me toward your sweet pussy so I down my principal beneath your dress and began serving you with my tongue. I worked hard to please you and making surely you were very wet for the sex I knew you were about to have with him.

After a few minutes you raised my head up and I saw he was naked, sitting there beside you. I was glad he was n't much gravid than me, or at to the lowest degree how I used to be, and he was n't some gym instructor looking guy but with a little flab like me. You told me he needed prepare too, so I crawled between his ramification and looked at you again. Then I bent forward and began sucking his putz. As I did I felt your hand on the back of my head, pushing it deeper. Then you began berating me in an angry whole step. `` Suck it you sissy kick. You fucking pansy slut, show us what a good cocksucker you are. ``

Now he began to get into it and started thrusting his pelvic arch as you held the back of my head. As I started to gag he spoke to me for the kickoff time telling me I was his now and he was about to fuck you. `` Do you want me to make love her sissy ? Huh ? '' I nodded yes. `` Tell me, no beg me to fuck your married woman pansy. '' You were giggling as he took ascendancy. `` Tell me, beg me to fuck your married woman, to make her my slut, my whore, beg me you sissy strut sucking beef, I want to get word it. '' Sadly, I did, and all of us knew I was n't man sufficiency for you and I would never pretend to be again in his presence. He stuck his prick back in my oral fissure and I as he stood over me I knew he was kissing you and playing with your breasts. As I gaged again and was gasping for air you shoved your panties in my lip. You told me harshly not to take them out and to relish the taste of your snatch and his cock as you enjoyed yourself the rest of the even.

Now he moved over to the bed and was setting there stroking his rooster, looking at you. I walked behind you and unzipped your garb and aid you out of it. You told me to hang it up and also put his clothing in a neat pile, you were turning out lights as I did that. Next you led me to a box and amaze my nose against the wall and told me not to move unless you told me. You whispered `` I love you '' before you walked away.

I heard you slip into bed and then I could pick up some rustling, some moaning and I knew he was either eating you or you were sucking him. My feet hurt in the blackguard, I wanted to get the panties out of my oral cavity, I desperately wanted to see what was happening. Then I heard you ask him to take it slacken, I knew what was happening. Then I heard you moan, part pain in the neck, part pleasure. After a few moments I heard his hips slapping against your ass and slowly the footstep picked up, you were moaning and grunting with every thrust and I heard you begin asking him to fuck you, begging him to screw you, and then the slap as he slapped your ass the first-class honours degree time. My cock was stirring but my cage did n't allow much reaction. I stood and listened and I could feel as your excitement grew your reservations were melting away. Finally, the two of you stopped and I heard you tell me to get you some wine. I walked over, poured two glassful, and carried them to the bed.

For the next minute the two of you tried various location and allowed me to sit and watch. You would occasionally recall that I was there and remark that this is how a real man roll in the hay. Finally, he told me to get in bed and kneel behind your capitulum. He grabbed your ankle, spreading your legs then pushing your pegleg up and told me to keep them unfastened. He told you to put his cock inside you and you did. He slowly began fucking and he kept telling me to circularize you wide-eyed, he told me he was breeding you and you were going to have his sister. His stride got harder and faster until he pulled out except for the tip and came in you. As I let your legs down he ordered me off the bed and on my knee to clean house hos cock. When I finished he told me to get in bed and kiss my slut wife.

As we laid there he quickly dressed and left. You looked at me and told me it was prison term to reclaim my wife. I knew exactly what you meant and slipped down between your legs. His cum was oozing from your pussy. I started licking it up as you demanded that I get every dip. I was reclaiming my married woman and I was well-chosen to delight you. You took the key from around your neck and unlocked my Cage. I began stroking it as I continued to eat you. I had cleaned up his mess but you were breathing so hard I knew you were close to cumming so I continued. After your orgasm you got up diffuse my legs and allowed me to masturbate for you. I came in your mouth and you crawled up and kissed me again.

You told me to get used to it that I was yours and this was a Leontyne Price I was going to pay for being your sissy. As we laid their together you told me next time I would not be unlocked afterward. You will be using a strap-on the following time and I will start out learning to cum from anal or just suffer .