It was a hot summers afternoon in July most people are on holiday, but the hot weather has made you feel extremely frisky. No matter how hard you try to turn your mind on to work it keeps coming back to me, and all the kinky things I ask you to do for me. After arranging to come to my house at 3pm you’re just walking up to the house when I call you and say I’m not home at the moment. I add that you’re not to worry as you can go in and wait for me because I will only be a few minutes. I say that my boyfriend will be there and he will let you in.
You think this is a bit unusual and you wonder if he might mind letting in one of my clients. I say don’t worry he’s very friendly, and he will give you a glass of wine or a beer while you wait. You say fair enough, and just before I am about to get off the phone I say, ‘Oh there’s just one more thing…I couldn’t ask you for a really big favour could I?’ Well, you will do anything to please me of course, and you agree, without even knowing what it is yet. How silly of you. I say that there’s something that would really help me out. ‘You wouldn’t mind my sucking my boyfriend’s cock for a couple of minutes would you?’ There’s quite a long pause, you throat goes dry, and you try to swallow. ‘Hello? Are you still there?’ I say, and you manage to strangle out a tight squeak of ‘yes’ in response. ‘Good that’s great then. See you in a couple of minutes.’ And before you know it, I’ve hung up the phone. You step very slowly towards the front door. You’re regretting not leaving your jacket in the car, your suit is far too hot and you’re sweating profusely. You hesitate before knocking, should you scurry back to your car like a bit of a chicken? Your cock is getting really hard at the thought of doing my bidding and insists that it doesn’t go back to the car.
There’s no choice now because my boyfriend has answered the door. He’s very tall and athletic, dark hair, smells nice. He’s a bit intimidating, even though he’s friendly, all smiles. He tells you to come in and grab a seat. You perch on the edge of the sofa like a budgerigar. He stuffs a beer in your hand, and you guzzle down some booze quickly. He sits in the chair, and slouches backwards, a big bulge is pressing against his jeans. He doesn’t say anything but pins you with a stare. Your phone rings and you almost spring out of the seat. It’s me, and I ask if you’re okay and you say yes. Then I ask if you’ve sucked him off yet, and you say no. There’s a scolding tut from me. ‘Have you got his cock out yet?’ You say no. I tell you to do it now while I’m on the phone; put it on speaker and leave it on the coffee table.
Your hands are shaking as you unbutton his jeans and pull the zip down. The man isn’t wearing any pants so his 9-inch shaft springs free almost hitting you in the face. ‘What’s happening?’ I snap. You say that you’ve got his cock out. ‘Good. Get on with it then sissy-cock sucker. This is what you want. I’ll be home in a minute.’ I reply. You take the sticky wet, big purple head and edge it between your lips. It’s shameful but you love the taste of his precum on your tongue. You never thought you’d like the taste of a cock in your mouth before. You let his cock slide down the back of your throat, and your tongue explores the soft skin and the veins there. It’s made you extremely hard. You shouldn’t be doing this really. But it’s only as a favour to me, for a couple of minute’s right? You look up to see he’s got his phone out and you’re sure he’s filming you.
Actually it’s actually a video call, so I can watch you sucking him while I’m stuck in the ‘traffic’ in the car. I ask if you like being the entertainment and you nod yes, as you can’t talk with your mouth that full. I tell him to put his hand behind your head so he can get his cock in much deeper. You shuffle forwards a little more to help him get it balls deep, and he fucks your mouth steadily, his balls are slapping against your chin. You start to rub yourself on the side of the sofa, trying to get some relief from the arousal of doing my bidding.
I tell you to lick his balls too because he likes that and you do exactly as I tell you. I make you lick up and down the shaft as well, but when you try to touch your cock I say that you mustn’t do that. You have to wait for me to arrive. You realise that you’ve been there for about 20 minutes sucking his cock, and I’m still not in sight. You ask where I am, and I say ‘It’s the damn road works; you know what it’s like’. So you carry on…just a little bit longer, won’t hurt, and my boyfriend seems to be enjoying it a lot. He does like me sending him little cock sucking bitches.
You’re bursting to wank but you want to wait until I arrive. I might reward you by letting you spunk on my pussy or maybe even fucking my tight little cunt. Without you noticing, the rhythm picks up quite a bit, and you can taste more precum on your tongue than before. You peak a look at your watch and realise you have been at my house sucking my boyfriend’s cock for like over half an hour! You have to get back to work; you said were only nipping out to the bank. Where on earth has Katie go to? Then you realise that you’ve been had. I’ve got you to my house, sucking my boyfriend off and dragging it out as long as you can in the hope that I will return. Then you realise they’ve actually finished the road works so that story can’t be true either. Knowing that I’ve humiliated you is actually turning you on even more.
Suddenly you say that you have to get back to work. I apologise for taking so long, and say I won’t be much longer but you insist you should leave now. I say that as you’re leaving me in the lurch, wasting my time when I’ve tried to get back to see you, then by way of compensation you best make my boyfriend cum in your mouth or you wont get to see me again. You remember that you’ll be late for an important meeting at work and just have to hurry up. You let him stuff his cock back in your mouth and fuck your mouth like a bitch. You imagine I’m there holding you head so you can’t escape. It’s so horny and your cock dribbles with excitement. Before you know it you can feel long squirts of warm, salty cum sliding down the back of your throat. Your cheeks are burning hot with shame that you’ve been thoroughly tricked by me. Your cock says different though and it just won’t subside, there’s no time for that now though. You have to get back to work. Your balls are heavy and full of spunk, and you wipe cock from your lips when you hear me giggling on the phone. My boyfriend says to me that you’re scurrying off now, and as you flee the scene, just as you pull the door up behind you, we are both laughing at you.
Poor sissy, it’s all too much for a Tuesday afternoon, but you know when you get home later you’ll re-live the experience, and it will make up your fantasies for many weeks to come.