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SHE SWITCHES ROLES ON HIM
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She was still in shock. She just found her lovers hidden stash. Porn was
one thing, whatever. No, this was a collection of womens clothes.
Panties, some sexier than ones she owned, garter belts and nylons,
silicone breast forms, bras, a wig, dresses, pants, shirts.

He likes to crossdress and he kept it hidden from her. So that was why
he shaved his entire body except a well kept short goatee on his face
and short hair on his head. She was always curious about why he did
that, this made sense.

As her shock begins to wear off and she begins to think a little more
clearly, an idea begins to form in her head. He wants to be a female,
she'll let him be the female, on her terms. The plan begins to form.

.................................

He got home from work, and she wasn't home. That was weird. He walked
into the kitchen and saw a note from his lover. He picked it up.

Hey baby,

Went out for a few drinks with some friends, be back soon. Left a
surprise for you in the bedroom for when I get home.

Be a good boy.

Confused and excited, he walked into the bedroom. On the bed sat some
rose scented bath beads, a bottle of lavender lotion, and a note. He
picked up the note.

Hey baby,

Take a nice bath with the beads. Text me a picture of you in the bath.
No more than 30 minutes. Text me when you get out and enjoy the lotion.
No jerking off. No picture and text there are consequences.

Be a good boy.

Now he was really confused, and yet, he was turned on. A familiar
stirring in his cock. He stripped off his clothes, and drew himself a
bath, dropping the bath beads in. The rose scent pleasantly taking over
the bathroom, he sank into the warm water, snapped a selfie of himself
in the bath. He types a quick message, in the bath, the roses smell
nice. Text you again soon baby, love you! Attaching the picture to the
text, he sends it off and lays back to relax.

His mind racing as the warm water and rose scent melted him. He loved
it. But why would she do this? She didn't know this side of him. He
showed one woman this side of him, and the relationship ended. So he
kept it to himself. He kept his body hairless all the time, just so when
he got the chance to let this side out, he could fully enjoy himself.

She just wants me to smell nice, and we'll have some fun when she gets
home, he thought to himself as he left the bath relax him.

As his half hour expired, he stepped from the bath, and dried himself
off. He applied the lotion, enjoying the feel of it on his skin, the
subtle lavender scent filling the air, and stirring his cock once again.
With well lotioned hands, he gave his growing cock a few strokes. It's
not jerking off, he thought, I'm just lotioning my cock, and I need to
be hard to get it all. It grows to it's full 7 inches, as his hand
slides easily up and down the shaft.

Standing naked in the bathroom, enjoying the air on his freshly lotioned
skin, the smell of rose and lavender dancing in his nose, he grabs his
phone and texts his lover.

Out of the bath and all lotioned baby.

Her response took a few minutes, but was quick and to the point.

Top dresser drawer.

His heart began to race. What was this? He walked to the bedroom, and
opened the top dresser drawer. He didn't know your heart could race and
drop at the same time.

Layed out neatly in the drawer was his wig, a pair of his black nylons
with the lacey tops, a garter belt, his sexiest black lace bra with the
breast forms perfectly placed, and his favorite black silky thong that
barely kept his cock contained, and sat right up against his asshole and
hugged his hips perfectly. A note was layong on top.

I found your stash. You want to dress like a woman, now you'll get to be
the woman. You have 15 minutes to get dressed and text me a picture.

Fuck. He couldn't believe it. She found his stuff. Oh my god. And yet,
the bath, the lotion, the notes. He hadn't scared her off. His cock now
made of iron, he grabs the garments and walks to the bed. He sits down
and slides the nylons over his smooth legs, their familiar softness
enveloping his legs, the coolness of almost air conditioning on his legs
sending surges of pleasure through him, his cock bouncing with his heart
beat.

He slides the garter belt on and attached them to the lacy nylon tops.

Next comes the bra. Putting it on backwards, and clasping it shut, and
spinning it around front side easily on his lotioned skin. He slides his
arms through the loops and adjusts the straps, then the breast forms
until they are perfect. He looks down and admires the view. The lacy bra
covered C cup forms giving him beautiful breasts, and the view between
the cleavage provides him a look at his throbbing cock, hard as ever,
standing out long and proud.

He grabs the wig, and places it on his head, and grabbing a few bobby
pins from his lovers pile, attaches it to his hair, and adjusts it until
its perfect. Brunette with blonde streaks, just above shoulder length,
one side draped across his face, the other neatly tucked behind his ear.

Last he grabs the thong, sliding it up his legs, he tucks his rod up and
left, encasing it with the silky fabric, as he adjusts the hips to just
the right spot, and moves the back to it's familiar spot across his
puckered asshole. It feels so good.

He walks to the mirror and checks himself out. I look hot, he thinks to
himself. I can't believe I'm doing this. He grabs his phone and snaps a
few pictures of himself in the mirror. He picks the best one and sends
it to his lover.

...............................................

She still wasn't sure how she felt, she loved him dearly. This was
outside the realm of something she had ever thought about. The plan that
formed in her mind, and she ran with, she now questioned, as he sipped
her vodka cranberry.

She didn't go meet up with friends like she said. After writing the
notes, and placing his lingere in the drawer, she actually went to the
closet and grabbed a pair of his jeans and a button down shirt. She got
in her car and went to the local sex shop. As she drove, she was still
so confused. She felt hurt, but by what? He didn't cheat, he liked to
wear womens clothes. Was he gay? He never showed any interest in men,
and was such an excellent lover. She was shocked, and yet, turned on.
Since her plan started to form, her nipples had been hard. She parked
her car, and took a deep breath. There still time to back out. Her
nipples, hard and rubbing in her lace bra, the tingle and slight
moistness in her vagina, the question of where this would go and not
being repulsed, all told her to keep going.

She got out of her car and walked into the shop. She took her time,
checking out various DVDs, paying special attention in the small section
with pegging videos. She picked a few of them up and looked at the
pictures on the back. This was actually really hot. The thought of her
in control of him causing a warmess in her body, and a moistness in her
panties.

She stolled over to the dildos and strapons. Selecting a harness that
would fit nicely, but still allow her access to her vagina, she began
looking at dildos. She wanted a life like one, not small, she wanted to
be a man, but not too big that she couldn't fuck him. She found one that
was about 8 inches, decent girth, with a nice head and veins running
down the shaft to a nice set of balls. She made sure it fit in her
harness, it was perfect. She went and paid for her things, and walked to
her car, incredibly turned on, but nervous and anxious for this to play
out. She needed a drink.

She headed to a bar where she would know no one. She took the harness
and dildo out of the package and put it in her purse and walked in.

She orders a double vodka cranberry, and sips the drink, calming her
nerves. She can't help but think about the events if the day, and keeps
eyeing her purse. She thinks about how she went from shock and confusion
to turned on and anticipation.

She can't take it anymore, she grabs her purse and goes to the bathroom.
She enters the stall, locks the door, and opens her purse. She pulls the
life like dildo, admiring it. She is so turned on she contemplates using
it. She pushes those thoughts aside and pulls out the harness. Attaching
the dildo to the harness is surprisingly easy. She undoes the belt
holding the baggy jeans on her hips and removes her pants. Sliding her
panties off, putting them in her purse, she slides the harness on and
secures the straps. A perfect fit. She looks down and once again admires
the fake cock now attached to her, standing out proud, a slight downward
hang from the weight. She gives it a few strokes, watching her hand
slide uo and down her cock. Her cock. That sounded so strange, and yet
so comfortable.

She puts her jeans back on, tucking the dildo down her left leg, and
fastens the belt. She heads back out to the bar, ready for another
cocktail. Her nerves are working overtime, but in an excited way. She
was nervous people were looking at her, but as she glanced around, no
one way paying attention. She felt empowered. The big dick hanging in
her jeans, rubbing on her leg sending jolts of excitement through her body.

She settles back in her chair and sips her drink. It may look like ahe
was watching the TV on the wall, but her thoughts were on how excited
she was, how much dirty fun she was going to have. Her right hand
sipping her cocktail, her left hand slowly subtly tracing up and down
the shaft of her new favorite toy.

Her phone vibrates distracting her from her thoughts. Her lover is in
the bath. She finishes her cocktail, pays her tab and heads to her car.

She arrives home, and parks on the street knowing he won't see her. Her
phone vibrates again. He's out of the bath. Time to call him out.

Top dresser drawer.

Simple. To the point. He's about find out that she knows.

Time feels to slow as she awaits the next picture and her fun to begin.
It finally arrives and she opens it. She's kind of scared to look, but
also can't wait.

Damn, he's really hot dressed like that! She thinks as she takes in the
details. The wig in place correctly, sexily tucked behind one ear,
draped across his face on the other side. His puckered lips blowing her
a kiss. The perfect fit of the bra and forms, it almost looks perfectly
real. The perfect fit of his panties, and he is rock hard tucked to the
side, she can make out the outline of his whole cock and head in the
panties. The garter belt perfectly lined up and attached to his thigh
high nylons. Even his legs look good in nylons.

She types out a message, Now be a good boy and wait for me, my little
sexy slut.

She gets out of her car and walks to the door.

...........................................

She walked in the door and went straight to the bed room. He was sitting
on the bed, his legs crossed, eyes down, with a sheepish look on his
face. His vulnerability radiating from him, and it only turned her on more.

"Stand up my sexy little slut, twirl and let me see all of you."

He stands and twirls, and he looks better in person than he does in his
pictures, she thinks. Cute little butt with the thong seperating the cheeks.

She walks up to him and grabbs the back of his neck and pulls him in for
a kiss. A passionate embrace tongues dancing with each other, her other
hand reaching around and grabbing his ass, groping and pressing him into
her, grinding him on her cock, his hands wrapped around her back.

She pulls away and looks him in the eyes. "On your knees slut".

He gets down on his knees and she opens her belt, and jeans, exposing
her fake cock. She takes her jeans all the way off and steps forward
placing her cock right in his face. She has been watching his face
intently the whole time. The look of surprise and shock, mixed with
wonder and lust.

......................................

He was so nervous, so vulnerable. When she walked in and called him
slut, it surprised him how much he enjoyed it. He did as she said and
twirled, and that kiss was electric. Her hand groping his ass and
grinding him. He felt something in her jeans rubbing on him and before
it had time to register she had him on his knees.

She opened her jeans and there was an 8 inch fake cock in his face. It
surprised it him at first, but that quickly transformed to wonder and
lust. She was taking this where he always dreamed of it going.

With lust filled eyes he admires her cock. An extension of her. It may
be fake but he's not treating it that way. He reaches up and grabs the
base of her cock and gives it a nice slow stroke to the tip and back. As
his hand hits the base, and travels back up the shaft, he looks up at
her in the eyes, and licks the tip. His hand reaches the end, and works
its way back down, and still looking in her eyes, takes her cock in her
mouth. He can only get about half of it in his mouth before it's too
much, and he pulls his lips back, sucking and dragging his lips across
the shaft, feeling all the fake veins as they pass.

Channeling what he's seen in porn, what he likes having done to him, he
bobs up and down on the cock, stroking the shaft with his hand.

Releasing the cock from his mouth and licking the balls, noticing her
wet pussy, but ignoring it, she's the man right now, and licking up the
shaft, spitting on the top, and taking her cock in both hands stroking
it, his mouth open and tongue out at the tip, flicking his tongue
everytime the tip is exposed from his hands.

.................................................

She watches him look on in list at her cock as he grabs it. The eye
contact as he takes it in his mouth. She has never felt more empowered.
She has also never been this turned on. A flood of juices making her
pussy sopping wet as he bobs up and down on her cock. She removes her
shirt and stands there in her bra, nipples hard as diamonds, watching
her lover dressed so sexily sucking on her cock.

"Get on the bed, hands and knees ass to me. Time for me to really make
you my little slut" she says as she walks to her dresser to grab the lube.

He positions himself just like she said. He's so nervous this is going
to hurt, but his still hard cock in his panties twitches when she calls
him slut.

She comes back and tugs the thong string from between his cheeks. She
drips some lube at the top of his ass, letting it run down his crack,
before running a finger around his rim and his puckered hole. She can
see the goose bumps on his body.

She drips some lube on her cock and strokes it, the fap sounds only
adding to the erotic scene.

She bends her cock up and places the bottom on the shaft between his
cheeks, sliding it up and down so he can feel its length running up and
down his ass. The moan that escaped his lips surprised them both in the
best way possible.

"You like feeling my cock on your ass slut? Moan like the slut you are
and I'm going to fuck that ass!" She said as she grabs her cock and
places the tip at his hole. Slowly inserting the tip, he did just that.
Moans of pleasure and excitement. They quickly turned to pleasurable
shrieks of pain as she slowly pushed deeper into him. She was half way
in when she stopped and let him adjust to her in him.

The sight of her cock in his ass and his moans were intoxicating to her.
She was in complete control, cock buried in his ass, and it was an
incredibly sexy sight. It turned her on so much, her pussy juices
beginning to flow down her legs.

She grabbed some lube and slowly slid out to the tip, and dripped some
lube on her cock, as she slowly pushed back in him. There was no shriek
of pain this time, just loud moans and screams of pleasure as she sank
all the way into him, He could feel her balls pressed up against his.
She slowly started to piston in and out of him.

This was a whole new movement for her, it took her a minute to find her
rhythm. As she got more comfortable and found her rhythm, she grabbed
his hips and started to fuck him.

He was moaning and yelling oh god! Fuck me! And she noticed he was
rocking back and forth in time with her pumping, making sure when she
came forward, he came back and she would be as deep as she could go in him.

She slid her cock out of him and instructed him to turn over. He rolled
over and she grabbed his ankles, and put them on her shoulders. Making
sure the thong stays to the side, she grabs her cock and slides it back
in him.

Now she can see his face as she enters him. His eyes rolling back, mouth
open as heavy breathing in between moans of pleasure. One hand grabbing
his breast and squeezing wishing it was real and he could feel it, the
other outstretched and gripping the sheets in a ball.

She looks down as her cock slides in and out of his ass at his big balls
encased in the panties, his hard cock straining to be released. She
keeps pumping in and out of him, and reaches down to free his cock. She
lets spit leak from her mouth onto his cock and she begins to stroke his
cock.

His head slams backwards on the mattress, the loudest most pleasurable
moan echos in the room. She matches her strokes with with her fucking
rhythm and she can feel his body tensing, his cock expanding even
further in her hand. He cannot stop saying oh fuck, which only makes her
fuck and stroke harder and faster.

He cries out in pleasure as he cums. It shoots straight up and splats
down on his stomach, the second rope shooting out up his chest, the
third joining the puddle on his stomach as he spasms uncontrollably.

She buries her cock deep in him, and releasing his cock, scoops some of
his cum up in her hand, and brings it to his lips. He opens his mouth
and cleans her hand, tasting his cum. She continues this until he's
eaten all his cum.

Unable to take it anymore, it's her turn.

"Ok slut, my turn to cum, spin around, head at the end of the bed."

He does as ordered, and she steps over his face, her balls resting on
his chin, and her soaking vagina over his mouth.

He eats with reckless abandon, licking and sucking every drop he can.
She is so turned on her orgasm is quick to come to the forefront. A
pressure building like she's never felt before.

Her orgasm racks her body and in a burst, she cums on his face. She's
gushing as her body shakes and trembles over his head. Did she just
squirt for the first time? Rolling off him onto the bed, she looks at
him and his whole head is dripping with her juices, and he looks like
he's in heaven.

As they lay there and catch their breath, replaying the events and
basking in all the pleasure, they know this will not be the last time he
is her little slut.

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Anonymousabout 1 month ago
I often dream about a woman taking me like that.

NiceNips71NiceNips71about 1 month ago
Very entertaining and enjoyable story, my wife has not found my stash!

Anonymousabout 1 month ago
I pegged my husband a few times, I bought a combo dildo, one the slipped
into my pussy and the cockhead into, hmm whoever. He always was asking
to fuck my ass so I turned the tables. He came in one Friday night
wasted so I tied him up and fucked his ass very much to his surprise. It
took several attempts for me to get the right motion over my clit to
cum, I liked the dominance over him.

Anonymousabout 1 month ago
Fucking incredible. That was so hot my keyboard melted. Where do people
find these outrageously fun and sexually liberated partners?
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SHE SWITCHES ROLES ON HIM CH. 02
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Lovers have a girls night.
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It had been several weeks since she found his stash. They had talked
about it. It would not be an all the time thing. He didn't want to be
dressed all the time, and she needed a man. But both agreed it was
possibly the best sex either one ever had. And it greatly stimulated
their regular sex life.

...........................................

God he loved her. Their sex life had only gotten better since she found
his woman's clothes. And that incredible night. And while it was
something he liked to dabble in, not dress all the time, she was
completely on board. She really was the woman of his dreams.

But he also couldn't stop thinking about how good it felt to be the
woman. All his life he had been the one doing the fucking and being
dominant. It felt so good to be dressed in fem and turn himself over to her.

For his own pleasure, but also wanting to surprise her and please her,
he had been practicing. He would go to the special drawer and get the
dildo and bring it to the shower with him. He would get on his knees,
and suction the dildo the shower wall. Water cascading down his back and
over his chest, he practiced sucking the cock.

He was over zealous the first time, went for too much too fast, he
gagged and coughed so hard and almost threw up in the shower. He learned
his lesson. He let the tip of the cock hit the back of his mouth, he had
half of it in. He slowly inserted more, almost using his lips like
hands, clamp down, pull, open, extend, clamp down and pull. He felt the
tip enter his throat and could feel his throat expanding, gripping the
cock. It was such an odd experience. It didn't hurt, painfully, but it
didn't feel right. Yet it felt perfectly right. It turned him on. It was
a sense of accomplishment. A point of pride. He was going to get this
cock all the way in his mouth.

And it was actually easy after that. His throat expanded as the tip went
all the way in. His gag started in his diaphragm, he heaved up in his
chest, but not his throat, and actually sank the cock deeper in his
throat, as his lips drew more of it deeper in his mouth.

He could feel it's girth opening his throat, but there was no more
awkward feeling, only wanting and determination to get it all. He kept
going and reached the balls with his lips. A feeling of pride as he slid
the cock from his mouth.

As he continued to practice, he was able to get it in his throat with
ease. Now was the learning what he felt and what he could do. He would
get it all in his throat, he could feel his throat expand all the way to
his Adams apple, but he learned he could still breath through his nose,
cock buried in his mouth. His throat so tight around the cock, he could
feel the tip and the ridges of the veins. It made his cock hard. He may
have stroked his cock a few times, but this wasn't about him, this was
about her cock.

He also learned that even though his mouth was full of cock, and he
could breath through his nose as his throat was full, he discovered he
could still use his tongue. He started running his tongue on the
underside of the cock. He could stick it out and lick the balls. His
cock would throb at this. He actually wondered at one point if they were
real balls if he could get them in his mouth.

He beamed with pride as he bobbed on the cock in the shower, able to
take it all in his mouth, stroking his cock under the hot water.

...................................

She loved him so much. He was her man. She felt so safe and secure with
him. He made her feel whole. She loved spending time with him. She
needed him to be her man.

But that vulnerability. That weakness, that wasn't a weakness, that gave
her power. After a lifetime of being submissive, giving herself with
little return until him, and then this.

It was so empowering. It felt so good. She didn't want it all the time,
she wasn't drunk with power, but it felt so good. Her vulnerability
already in the open, and now his is, and she holds it in her hands with
awe. He actually looked so good in lingerie. He looked so good as a
woman, and his hard cock in his panties only made him more sexy. But
what did it the most for her was his willingness to open himself to her
after being called out, and letting her take charge. It was so
empowering, so masculine to be so feminine. So submissive for such a
dominant personality.

She looked at him one day and said "I want to have a girls night with
you tomorrow night. Let's dress and have delivery and drink wine and
watch movies. And then I want my little slut to come out and play. Can
we baby?"

"Baby that sounds like so much fun, of course we can!" he said to her as
he adjusted his stance to hide his stiffening cock.

........................................

They had decided that it was a comfy girls night, but he still wanted to
look good. He got home before her, and hopped in the shower. Using her
soap, shampoo and conditioner to smell nice, and spritzing some perfume
on after. He went to his drawer and selected a lacy but modest bra and
put it in place, and inserted his breast forms, readjusting the straps
until it was perfect. He loved nylons, the feeling on his legs too good
to pass up. He picked the black ones that go thigh high and stay up on
their own. He slid them over his smooth skin and got them in place, and
just lightly rubbed his legs. He loved the feeling.

He knew just where to go next. He grabbed a pair of red panties, a
thong, with the open crotch so his cock would be exposed, and beads
running up the back string, sitting nicely in his ass. A bit much for a
comfy girls night at home, but he loved the feel of the beads in his
ass, and wanted to be free, not tucked away in panties today.

Next he grabbed a flowing light and dark blue summer dress and put it
on. All one piece, falling to just above knee high on him, nice and airy
on his nylon covered legs and fresh air to his exposed cock. A scoop in
the neck line to show off just enough of his cleavage.

Last came the wig, and after securing it in place, he ran his fingers
sideways across his face and tucking the hair behind both ears.

He felt so feminine and so free. It felt so good. He was ready for a
great night with his lover.

....................................

She got home and set her things down. She walked towards the bedroom and
when she got to the door, she glanced in as he was finishing putting on
the sundress. She watched as he looked at himself in the mirror and put
his wig on and adjusted it.

Never in a million years would she have thought she'd be ok with this.
Yet as she watches him dress as a woman, she can't help but feel so many
good emotions. He was comfortable enough to do this around her. He was
comfortable enough to turn himself over to her. And she couldn't help
but think how cute he was and how much she wanted to fuck him. A smile
spread across her lips as she walked into the room.

"Hey baby! You look cute and comfy." She said as she walked up behind
him, sliding her hands on his hips and around him, pulling him close,
his ass pressing into her pelvis just like he does to her. She wished
she had her strapon so he could feel her cock the way she feels his when
he does this. She kisses his neck and sucked his ear lobe, lightly nibbling.

"Go pour us some wine and let me get changed" she whispered in his ear.

He turned and kisses her deeply. Breaking the kiss and smiling he walks
out of the room, and she can see a tent forming in his dress.

"See you soon baby"

She undressed and looked at herself in the mirror, caressing her body,
contemplating what to wear. She walked to her dresser and grabbed a pair
of short shorts, that cut off just below her ass. She walked over to his
dresser and grabbed a white tank top undershirt. One last look in the
mirror and it was perfect. His under tank showed just enough cleavage,
and her nipples were clearly visible through the white fabric.

She went out to the kitchen where he was standing looking through take
out menus, 2 glasses of red wine poured and ready.

His jaw dropped as he looked at her.

"Well now I feel over dressed." He said to her.

"Nonsense, you're comfortable and so am I. Let's order some food, drink
some wine, and have our girls night." she replied to him.

They sipped their wine and decided on Chinese. They placed their order
and sat at the table drinking wine and talking and giggling together.

The door bell rang and she went to the door and he grabbed the plates.
The look of shock on the delivery drivers face was comical. He couldn't
stop staring at her nipples, now hard and poking the fabric. She saw him
glance over her shoulder and saw pure lust and wonder in his eyes. Her
lover was setting the table and was bent over away from the door. His
dress riding up to the tops of his nylons showing off his legs and his
cute little ass sticking out. She could see the tent in the delivery
drivers pants as he walked away and she couldn't help but giggle.

They sat and picked at their meal, both too busy chatting and drinking
wine. They finished up, put the left overs away and grabbed another
bottle of wine and headed to the couch to settle in with a movie.

The movie they put on wasn't important because they weren't paying
attention to it, they were paying attention to each other. The wine
doing its work, they flirted back and forth. He couldn't take his eyes
off her nipples and cleavage, and her perfect long smooth legs. She
couldn't stop thinking about how cute he looked, the sundress perfect on
him, the nice cleavage even though it was fake, how good his legs looked
in those nylons, and the little tent in his dress.

"Baby, you are too cute, I want pictures of you and us," she says as she
grabs her phone. He smiles for her and strikes a few poses as she snaps
a few pics before sliding over and taking some selfies with him, making
sure to get as much of their bodies in the pictures with their smiling
faces. The last one she takes if of them kissing and its both their
favorite picture.

The wine has finally gotten to her, it's time to go to the bathroom and
come back and play. She tells him she's going to the bathroom and she'll
be right back.

Was there anything better? He thought as he laid his head back on top of
the couch. So free, crossdressed with his lover, drunk, and horny. He
grabbed his cock through his dress and slowly stroked his cock as he
thought of her. He got a surprise surge in hardness as he thought of her
telling him about the delivery man checking them both out. He continued
to slowly stroke his cock, but opened his eyes when he heard her come
out of the bathroom.

She really did go to the bathroom. But she also hid her strapon in there
as well. Removing her panties, she secures her cock in place and heads
back to the tv room where she sees her lover, head back on the couch,
and she can tell by his arm movements he's jerking off.

She walks up to him from behind, her cock being placed over his face. He
stuck out his tongue and licked the bottom of the shaft all the way to
her balls and back to the tip. She stands over him and matches the pace
he strokes his cock so he can watch her jerk off over him.

He sits up and with lust filled eyes beckons her around the couch. She
walks around and stands in front of him, as he reaches up and grabs her
cock and strokes it a few times, flicking the tip with his tongue,
watching her cock as he strokes, glancing up and seeing her nipples, and
finally making eye contact with her as he takes the tip in his mouth.

He works his way down her cock about half way, still stroking her cock
and his cock ever so slowly. It's time to surprise her, he thinks and
shifts his eyes from her cock to her eyes. His hands come from the cocks
to her hips, and eyes locked, he slowly sinks the entire cock in his mouth.

A gasp escapes her lips, followed by "Oh my God, that's so hot!" His
lips puffed out as he pulls the cock out of his mouth.

"I've been practicing for you baby"

''You can do that again and again and again" she replies. She leans over
and grabs her phone.

The first picture he's got the head in his mouth, the second he has
half, the third he has the whole cock in his mouth. She gets a side
angle shot and will see later that not only is the cock buried in his
mouth, his tongue is out and licking her balls.

She sets the phone down as he grabs her hands and puts them on his head,
he returns his hands to her hips and begins to move her hips back and
forth. She immediately catches on and takes over, thrusting her hips and
bobbing his head on the entirety of her cock. She's face fucking him.
Every time he gets it all in, his chin bounces on her balls, which in
turn bounces on her clit, making her so wet.

She feels so much power over him. So much control, it's such a powerful
feeling. She pulls his head close and thrusts deep, leaving her cock
buried in his throat. A moan escapes her lips, this is so fucking hot.
Just for this moment in time she wished she was a man, her cock a real
cock and she could feel the back of throat on her cock head.

He leans back, removing the cock from his mouth and she can see how wet
her cock is with his saliva, and at the tip that long string of thick
saliva that can only come from the back of the throat. He stands up as
he guides her to sit on the couch. He stands between her legs and turns
around, removing his dress. She smiles at the sight of his panties, now
she knows why he was tented in his dress. red open panties with the
beads on the thong string. She reaches out and smacks his ass. She grabs
the top of his thong and pulls up, pulling the beads tight in his ass. A
delightful moan escapes his lips.

He reaches around and moves the beaded thong string to the side and
begins to squat. She grabs hold of her cock as he spreads his ass cheeks
and she guides her cock into his ass. He sinks slowly down on her
length, moaning the whole time. His saliva more than enough lube, but
she is stretching him and he sinks slowly to get used to her.

Soon he begins bouncing on her cock. They are both moaning in pleasure,
her buried deep in him and bouncing, and as he gets all the way down the
contact of her balls on her clit is driving her wild. She smacks his ass
again and he yelps in the best meaning of the word. Her phone is near by
and she sees and instantly wants more pictures. She grabs it and snaps a
few shots of him at various depths on her cock, able to see her hand
print clearly on his ass.

He stands up and turns around. His eyes pure lust, and she sees his cock
for the first time. It is rock hard sticking out of the opening in his
red panties, precum stretching into a drip off his cockhead. He stands
over her on the couch and sits down on her cock, guided by her again.
She fits into him easily now, and she goes all way in him. Sitting on
her cock, he leans in and kisses her, their tongues intertwined as he
begins to grind on her cock. Her hand slips between them and using her
index finger spreads his precum around his cock before she grabs hold
and gives it a few strokes. He moans and leans back.

He adjusts his position, putting his hands on her knees, and bounces on
her cock. Her hands are up playing with her rock hard nipples, and his
cock is slapping her stomach in rhythm with his bounces, leaving wet
cock imprints of precum on her shirt. Her clit getting a workout every
time he bounces down, her balls smacking her clit, her pussy so wet her
juices are on her thighs.

"I can't take it anymore, I have to have you!" He says as he stands up
off of her. He gets on his knees between her legs, with one hand lifting
her cock, his other hand guiding his cock into her. He sinks easily to
her wet pussy, but she's wrapped tightly around him. They both moan in
ultimate delight.

He begins to pump in and out of her, and he grabs her cock and strokes
it. They are both so overstimulated and turned on it's happening so
fast. The feeling of his cock in her and him stroking her cock, again
the balls slapping her clit, she can't take it anymore and moans and
screams as her orgasm rocks her body.

Her pussy clamps around him and he can feel the rush of wetness on his
cock and it's too much for him to hold back, he spasms as he shoots his
cum in her. As he spasms, his cock is pulled from her pussy and some cum
shoots onto her cock and balls.

After a few breaths to steady himself, he leans down and looking in her
eyes, licks his cum from her cock, licks her balls clean, and then lifts
up and begins to clean her pussy. She can feel their mixed juices deep
inside her sliding out of her pussy onto his tongue. He sucks it out and
uses his tongue to lap it up. He swallows most of it, but saves a little
on his tongue as he slides up to kiss her. Their tongues dance and play
with their combined cum, before breaking their kiss and swallowing it all.

They rest in each others arms catching their breath before heading to
the bedroom. They lay naked next to each other and fall asleep with
satisfied smiles on their faces.

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