My wife's whore

Entering the room, Lisa curtly said, "Get dressed!" Clearly, she's in the mood for my ass today. She's going to fuck me. I wonder, with sadism or just plain?

I crawled out from under the blanket and went to the dresser. I took out my lingerie and started putting it on. Lisa was in a robe. She stood and watched as I put on the lacy, erotic panties. They're actually women's panties, with an opening for the vagina and anus. In the absence of a vagina, my swelling cock was in the opening, and, of course, my ass.

Lisa watched me put on the panties, adjusting my cock, and stroked herself in the crotch area. That's where the strap-on must have been. She was apparently stroking it, imagining

herself as a complete man. and me already as a woman. And I was supposed to behave like a woman. Putting on a red bra, I turned to my wife. She came up to me, ran her tongue over her lips, and squeezed my left breast with her palm. She squeezed very hard; if not for the soft cup, I might have screamed. With her other hand, she pulled my cock hard and twisted it slightly. I moaned softly.

— "What, does it hurt, you slut?"

— Yes, my Sun…

— My Sun was fucking a man this morning, sucking his thick cock, drinking his cum, but now I am the Mistress! And you are the slut! And don't you dare remember this morning! On your knees, bitch!"

I obediently knelt before her. Memories of the morning made my cock, no, my clitoris now, rise again. The morning had been magical… waking me with a blowjob and achieving an erection, my current mistress rode me, closing her eyes and moaning with pleasure. She was burning hot, like never before. I wanted to help her, but she just whispered: Lie still! She ground herself on me, guiding the head into all the hidden corners of her being. Finally, she froze for a moment, drove it into herself a couple of times to the hilt, and showered me with her orgasmic juices, which doesn't happen often. After resting, my Sun went back to the blowjob, helping with her hands. A couple of minutes later, I came with pleasure into her greedy mouth, practically shoving my entire cock between her sweet lips. She swallowed the hot, thick cum, looking into my eyes. And this is my outwardly strict, proud wife!

Today is a different matter. Now I am a slut, and I must obey in everything, do everything my beloved Mistress desires.

I knew how this could end. Two times ago, when I sucked poorly, the mistress whipped me very hard. She whipped me seriously. All over my body, except my clitoris and buttocks. Afterwards, it was very painful to walk, and sleeping was pure torment. So I got down to business seriously.

Embracing her beloved legs, I pressed my breasts against her thighs, rubbing against them. The Mistress loves it when, while I'm wearing a bra, I rub my breasts against her thighs. At the same time, I pressed my face against her cock. I writhed all over, I rubbed with my breasts, and with my eyes, nose, cheeks, chin against her sweet cock and balls. I imagined it was a real, live, hot, and throbbing cock from my passionate caresses. In such moments, I truly turned into a dripping bitch, and the Mistress knew it.

I pressed myself against my Mistress, licked her cock, balls, rubbed against her legs, my clitoris stood stiff and I touched the Mistress's legs with it, with my hands I kneaded her buttocks, slightly spreading them and caressing the edge of her sweet slit with my fingers. Finally, the sweet moment arrived—I took the head into my mouth. The Mistress felt it and tensed up. She grabbed my hair again and gathered it into a fist. I held the head of her cock in my lips, caressing it with my tongue, teasing the frenulum and then the head again. Finally, I took the entire Mistress's cock into my mouth, my lips touching her pubic bone. I began to suck passionately. I swallowed it whole and released it, I licked it and caressed the entire shaft with my tongue, I impaled my mouth on it with fury and passion and looked up into the beloved eyes of my fucker. into the eyes of my beloved Mistress. I felt her legs begin to tremble, the scent flowing from her slit under the leather panties… This drove her wild. I stroked her little ass, caressed the edge of her slit, and continued to suck fiercely. I felt, just a little more and the Mistress would come from this fierce pseudo-blowjob, she was trembling all over, her sweet-smelling juices flowing down her legs. I was pleased and proud, I myself was almost coming from the excitement.

Here, the Mistress gathered her strength and pulled my head away from her cock, whispering: "Enough for now, slut. I'm pleased. You suck well! A real shameless bitch!" She lifted me from my knees, pressed me against herself, and sank into my tired lips. she kissed me deeply, her tongue fucking my mouth. Her excited nipples stood out like two iron clothing snaps. Her hand greedily groped my also swollen breast, crushing the cups and pinching my excited nipples. My clitoris was dripping and dripping, the Mistress rubbed against it, and I felt her sweet cock.

Breaking away, she looked at me, all wet, covered in saliva, and whispered: "Slut, cock-sucker! I want your filthy mouth, your cock-sucking mouth, I want the smell of cock on your lips!" And she sank into my lips again. She almost came from the excitement and passion!

Breaking away from me, she pushed me onto the bed. "Jerk your clit while I get ready to fuck you!" I lay on my back, spread my legs, my clitoris stuck out from the slit in the lacy panties like a pole, and I started to stroke it, watching as the Mistress changed the strap-on for a larger one. The previous one was for blowjobs, because the Mistress likes it when my lips touch her pubic bone while I'm sucking her. She initially fucked with that strap-on, but then decided to change the size.

I lay on the bed with my crotch facing the Mistress, caressed my protruding, erect clitoris, dripped like a bitch, and watched as the Mistress changed the strap-on. For a moment, her sweet, beautiful slit appeared and then immediately disappeared under the skin of the panties. I saw her new cock, with which she intended to fuck me. It was a powerful device with a large head and a textured shaft. The Mistress, having shed her robe, approached the bed where I lay waiting. The Mistress's cock swayed. My clitoris stood erect towards it. The Mistress likes it when I lie like this before fucking, waiting while caressing my clitoris protruding from the panties. She gets excited by the lingerie on me. Panties with a slit, from which my erect clitoris sticks out.

She approached, I moved on the bed so my legs wouldn't hang off. The Mistress, spreading her legs over me, moved on her knees towards me. Pausing for a second over my dripping, protruding clitoris, she squatted slightly, touching my clitoris with her slit covered in black leather. It jerked powerfully. She lightly ran her fingers over my wetness and licked the juice. "You're dripping, slut? That's good…". Rising to my face, she squatted, and her balls touched my face. "Lick, so I can see!" I began to lick her balls and shaft, sometimes touching the exposed skin with my tongue. I felt the Mistress's excitement, I was enveloped in an amazing scent of desire. Sometimes I managed to reach with my tongue the two tempting holes, then the Mistress was shaken by a sweet tremor.

Finally, she took her cock in her hands and slapped my lips lightly: "Enough, bitch! I want to fuck you! Lift your legs!"

Sliding off my face, wet with saliva and her juices, she took the lube. I obediently spread and lifted my legs in a feminine way, offering my hole for the Mistress's full use. Her nimble fingers quickly applied the lubricant. Rising slightly, the Mistress again demonstrated her swaying cock: "Do you like it, bitch? Do you want it, cocksucker?" I whispered, without looking away, "Yes, Mistress, I want it. I want everything you want. I am yours. Your slave, your shadow, your mattress, a thing for pleasure."

Leaning on my chest with one hand and squeezing it painfully, the Mistress guided the cock into my crotch with her other hand. I felt the head touch my hole. The Mistress pushed slightly with her hips, and the large head was inside me. Tears welled up in my eyes. The Mistress

My cheek burned, it hurt and I felt resentful, but I obediently began to stroke my clitoris. During anal, the center of pleasure shifts and the clitoris doesn't stay hard. But I still tried to stroke it. It wasn't going well. The Mistress suddenly grabbed my scrotum roughly through the panties. and pulled my balls out. Then she abruptly pulled out of me and commanded—doggy style! I lowered my tired, spread legs. My ass ached, but how sweet it was! I was afraid of coming too soon. I hesitated and received another painful slap on the body.

I quickly got on my knees, leaned on my elbows, and arched my back. This made it easier for the Mistress to fuck me. In the glass of the bookcase, I saw our reflections: the Mistress with a thick, long cock and me, on my knees, in panties and a slipped bra, with a dangling clitoris and balls. I saw. how the Mistress prepared to enter me, but the penetration was still unexpected. I cried out from surprise and roughness. Her cock plunged in strongly and powerfully. And again, I was being pounded. I stared into the glass, saw how her cock entered and exited me, saw her breasts, saw how my clitoris and balls swung under the thrusts. The Mistress also liked watching this. And it turned me on. I felt the excitement finally overwhelming me, but I had to hold back. I must not come. I felt her beloved hands firmly holding my hips, how my Mistress drove her cock into me with thrusts. Soon I felt that the Mistress was tired. my legs and arms trembled from tension, sweet pain, and pleasure, some fluid ran down my legs. my throat was dry. the mistress was breathing heavily, her cock swayed as if it itself was barely catching its breath.

She looked at her reflection, excitement reached its limit, the Mistress impaled herself to the balls and she was hit by the convulsions of orgasm. Having calmed down a bit, the Mistress leaned back against the headboard, looked at me, and commanded: "Jerk off!" She herself began to caress the strap-on with her tongue. erotic stories She caressed the head, ran her tongue over the entire shaft… Oh, I know how well she does that! It took me a minute to start spilling over. The Mistress held out her palms to catch all the cum. There was quite a lot. Looking me straight in the eyes, the Mistress ordered: "Drink, bitch! Every last drop!" I obeyed again. I bent over her palms and began greedily licking up my still-warm cum. When I had licked everything clean, she grabbed my limp clitoris and pulled it down sharply. When I sat before her, she passionately sank into my lips again, penetrated my mouth with her tongue, and began to gather the remnants of cum there. I was tired. But it felt very good. My mistress was smiling, so everything was truly good.

Suddenly she said: "Go to the shower, bitch, I'll wash you and make you a man again." I got up and went to the shower. There I undressed, sat in the bathtub, and waited. A couple of minutes later, the Mistress came. She took off her robe. Her body was completely naked. I began to get aroused. The Mistress saw, smiled, and climbed in with me. Then she put her foot on the edge of the bathtub and said: "Come closer and close your eyes." I obeyed. A second later, a hot stream hit my chest. The Mistress was pissing on me! A golden shower! I moved closer so it could reach my face. the mistress washed me all over with her juices, washing away sweat and lust, remnants of cum and secretions. When the stream subsided, she said—lick me clean—and moved close to me. With pleasure, I embraced her waist and plunged my tongue into the warm depths… I licked everything, so not a drop remained, so everything was clean and beautiful. When I could barely move my tongue from fatigue, the Mistress came once more. I barely held her up on my trembling legs. she sank down heavily and tiredly beside me. "Rinse off and come. I'm waiting." She left.

I washed myself, washed the phalluses, and returned to the room. Nothing there reminded me of the crazy orgy of passion and naked feeling that had happened just 15 minutes ago. Putting away the imitators, I lay down. A warm, soft hand embraced me and beloved lips whispered: "Thank you, my love. I felt very good. Next time, you will be the master. I want to do everything for you!" A loving hand rested on my cock, softly embracing it, and we fell asleep like that.