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If you haven't read my first story(Marcy's Adventures - In The Beginning), it would probably be best if you did because a large part of this story is directly related to it. At the end of the last story, I'd just opened the bag I'd brought home from the adult book store after a long and totally out of body first experience of being dressed in front of someone and having sucked my first real cock. In the bag were all the things that Bill, the owner of the book store (I found out he was the owner later), had sent home with me. The included multiple outfits, a couple of which I'd worn the night before and a few new ones that he said I could have, some sexy high heels, my new breast forms and adhesive, a couple of wigs, the two dildos I'd played with, some polaroid pictures (this was some time ago obviously) of me in various positions doing various things with the dildos as well as a few with my lips wrapped around Bill's wonderful cock and one with my mouth full of his cum, and last but not least, a video tape with a note attached saying, "Marcy, you are such a hot little slut. I hope you like the video. I have a hidden camera that filmed the whole thing. I have a copy also so I can watch it until we can get together again. I can't wait to fuck your sissy slut mouth again and it won't be the only thing I fuck next time." I was already a bit flushed with excitement just seeing all the things from the bag and the pictures but my heart really began racing as I imagined what was on the video. My parents were already gone for work so I hurriedly raced downstairs to play the tape on our gigantic (for the time) 30," TV. The tape began as I was in the dressing room trying on one of the outfits. The quality was not great but what was lacking in the department, I filled in with my memory. I saw myself walk out of the dressing room in the final outfit I'd worn for the night: mini skirt and sheer tank top over a bustier, thong and stockings, all in black. I watched myself walk around the stage, nervously posing a bit. That's when he attached the breast forms which really gave me some great curves. I was getting really turned on watching myself, knowing what was coming later. I won't recount the whole story here but I shot my load all over my hand when I watched the TV as he shot his load on my face and in my mouth while I was riding that big dildo. As always, I licked it all off my hand and loved every drop. Returning to my bedroom, I began trying on the other outfits and each one seemed sexier than the last. In no time at all, I was wearing a new red 3-piece set of a bra, crotchless panties, and garter belt attached to fishnet stockings with black 4," heels and brunette wig. That's also when I discovered just how convenient crotchless panties are as I left them on while starting to fuck myself with the larger of the new dildos. It would seems that my previous night's activities had served to help loosen me up significantly. Thirty minutes later (being 19 had its advantages) I was cumming again into my mouth with my legs over my head and the big dildo buried in my ass. Calming down, I remembered I had to work that day. Carefully putting everything away so it wouldn't get found by my parents and getting dressed, I decided to go with one of my new thongs under my normal work clothes of shorts and t-shirt. I worked at a gym so things were pretty casual. It also allowed me to work out for free which I took advantage of to to run a lot on the treadmill to help stay slim. Recently I'd also started to do a lot of lunges, and squats, thinking they may increase the size of my butt some to help fill out my outfits a bit. The day dragged on as I kept daydreaming about the night before. I had to keep secretly checking my new thong to reassure myself that it had actually happened. However, that had the embarrassing effect of giving me an erection while wearing gym shorts. Fortunately, I don't think anyone noticed because I was able to carry a towel in front of me most of the time and not be out of place at the gym. I couldn't figure out what I should do about Bill. I'd had an incredible night but I wasn't sure if I could go back. It was just too crazy and once again I'd regressed into the familiar habit of keeping my secret at all costs. I made up my mind not to go back and just let it be a great, sexy memory. So, the next couple of nights I went out with friends and just hung out with them and was able to mostly forget about the night with Bill. However, when I got home relatively early one night, I got a shock. My mom, who was still awake, asked me if I knew anyone by the name of Marcy. My heart almost stopped and I managed to get out, "No, why?" She said, "Well, a man came by tonight looking for his daughter and he thought she was going to be here. Apparently she'd given him the wrong address or something. He's divorced from her mother, where she stays most of the time. He asked if we had kids and if we did, would we check if you knew her and get a message to her." My heart was definitely not stopped now. It was beating a mile a minute. Bill had come to my house! I'd forgotten then he had seen my address when he had my driver's license the previous night. "What was the message?" I asked, barely able to speak. "Well, he said he'd been wanting to give her something special, some kind of big present, but he hadn't seen her in a couple days. He wanted it to be a surprise but if she didn't come get it soon he was going to have to tell Marcy's friends and mother so they'd know the secret." Oh my god. The message was crystal clear to me. If I didn't go back and see him again, he was going to tell all my friends and mom about my secret. He'd probably make sure they saw the pictures and video as well. I was screwed! Mentally, I was torn between being scared to death that he'd tell everyone I knew and excited about going back for more of what had in honesty been an incredible night. The combination of the two made up my mind for me. So, when my mom went to bed shortly after I got home, I quickly went to my room and started getting my girly things out. I decided to wear another new outfit. This one was a red set...garter belt, bra, bikini panties and fishnet stockings. The traditional 4 piece set had always been one of my favorites and still is. Sure that Bill would want me to be "fully" dressed when I arrived, I used some of the adhesive he gave me and attached the breast forms. Once again, as I felt the tug of their weight on my chest, I got an incredible rush. I got one a little crooked but it was my first time so I really didn't care. After inserting my trusty buttplug and putting on my lingerie, I quickly donned my sweatpants and sweatshirt again. I was not going to try and sneak out of the house while fully dressed in a black mini-dress, heels, and wig. Those went into a bag along with some lipstick I'd managed to shoplift from the store. As I explained in my first story, I was not stealing because I didn't have the money or was a "bad" person, I was just too embarrassed to buy the stuff. I quietly slipped out of the house and went to my car. Worried my parents might hear the engine start up, I actually pushed it out of the drive and down the street a bit before jumping in to start it. Upon arrival at the bookstore, I realized that I had not thought it through very clearly. It was only 12:00 and the store wouldn't be closing for two hours. So, I changed into the rest of my things and sat in my car and waited and watched as people went in and out of the store. It was mostly men but a few couples as well which I thought was interesting. After awhile, I saw Bill come out to smoke a cigarette. He noticed me after a couple of minutes and walked directly to my car and told me to get out. "Well, well, well," Bill said. "Look who finally decided to show up? Did you think I was going to just let you have all that stuff and not expect something in return? I thought you had a good time the other night. It sure looked like it on the video tape I've watched many times now. You remember? The one with you sucking my cock and swallowing my load?" Just those few words were enough to trigger my submissive sissy side again. It was amazing! Five minutes earlier I was scared and didn't want to be there and now I wanted to do anything to make Bill happy. "Yes sir, I remember. I was just confused and scared. Will you please forgive me? I'll do anything to make you happy," I responded. "Anything, eh? Well that's good to hear. I thought I was going to have to tell all our friends about Marcy. C'mon inside, I know what you can do to make me happy. We'll just see if you're telling the truth or not." With that command, Bill turned around and started walking back to the store. "But Sir! There are still people in there! I can't go in there, they'll see me!" Once again, my fears of being caught were back in full force. Bill turned back and replied, "One, they are a bunch of perverts so they don't care that you are a sissy dressed up; Two, you don't have a choice unless you want me to tell your friends and family so get your sexy little ass over here!" Hesitating for just a second longer, I gave in and walked to the door with him. Shaking and turning bright red, I entered the store. Keeping my head down, I could barely see around the store but it was enough to count at least 4 men of varying ages and a middle-aged couple scattered around the aisles. I followed Bill to the counter where his assistant was helping a man check out. Trying to avoid being obvious, I stole a glance and saw that he was buying one of those all-girl movies. You know, a bunch of lesbians having sex with each other, using dildos and stuff. He took a glance at me and quickly looked away. I later learned in life that it was the actions of a man that knew he'd seen a cross- dresser and was either homophobic or didn't want to give the wrong idea that he might be interested. After he left, Bill introduced me to his assistant Mike, a younger guy that was fairly attractive and had some cool tattoos. Mike just smiled at Bill and said, "Another one Bill? Really? Where do you find 'em?" "Well Mike, you're never gonna believe this. I caught this one trying to steal a big ol' dildo a few days ago. She's still paying off her debt, so to speak," Bill answered with a chuckle. "Ha!," Mike snorted, "that's awesome. Well, I'm sure you will make her pay in full." "Too bad you're not into it Mike, I know she'd love to take care of you, wouldn't you Marcy?" Bill said as he turned to me. I was speechless. Here they were talking about what I'd do for Mike and acting like I didn't have any say in the matter. It was insulting and exciting at the same time. "Wouldn't you Marcy?!" Bill prompted more forcefully. Feeling confident that Mike wouldn't act on it based on what Bill had said earlier about him not being into it, I meekly said, "Yes sir." That wasn't good enough for Bill, "What Marcy? I can't hear you. Speak up you little sissy! You'd love to give Mike a blowjob, wouldn't you?!" Mike just smirked as I responded, more loudly, "Yes sir." Bill still wasn't through humiliating me, "Yes sir, what?" Bill wasn't going to let it go, I had to say it. "Yes sir, I'd love to give Mike a blowjob if he wanted it." Mike just laughed and walked away as Bill continued, "There you go Marcy. That's my little slut. We still have some time before the store closes. What can we do with you?" He thought for a second and said "Oh, I know...you see that stack of dildos over there at the back of the stage, they need to be moved over into that other corner of the stage. Get to it sissy." I was so relieved. I thought he was going to make me do something crazy while all the people were still in the store. I turned and started towards the stage but before I went more then a couple of steps, Bill grabbed my arm and leaned over to speak into my ear "When you bend over, be sure to keep your legs straight. I wanna see that sexy ass sticking out." With that command, he let me go and I started towards the stage feeling conflicted again. Embarrassed about having to walk across the stage with other people in the store but also excited because he was talking about my sexy ass. The stairs up to the stage were carpeted but the stage was a hard floor and my heels were very loud as I walked to the stack of dildos, still in their packages. Remembering Bill's words, I bent over at the waist to pick them up. I could feel my skirt rise in the back and I thought it was exposing my red panties and ass but I wasn't sure. I slyly peeked behind and saw Bill grinning and nudging a man standing next to him. When the other guy looked at the stage, he started to stare at my ass as well. I was so embarrassed and so turned on at the same time. I couldn't get the whole stack in one load so I carried what I could over to the other corner and. I thought to myself, "What the hell, I might as well give them a bit of a show." So, I slowly bent over and started stacking the dildos in the corner and rearranging them multiple times. Every now and then I'd kind of shift a bit that would cause me to shake my ass just a bit. Going back for the second load, I noticed Bill walking back to the area where they have the booths with the movies playing. The kind where you put a bunch of quarters in and pick whatever porn movie you want to watch. I didn't know about the booths at the time but found out about them shortly. Honestly, I was a little disappointed to lose my audience when I noticed in the mirror, another guy wearing an orange shirt, in a different part of the store, staring as well. The thrill was back! I thought I'd give him a little extra and pulled my skirt up just a bit as I walked back to the remaining dildos. This time, when I bent over, I clearly felt my skirt rise up past the bottom of my ass cheeks and I knew my panties were clearly visible along with the garter straps holding up my stockings. I also couldn't help but wonder if the buttplug was obvious or hidden. Peeking in the mirror, I could see him staring at my ass and a mixture of pride and happiness came over me. This unknown guy was staring at my ass! As I stood back up, I looked over my shoulder at him and winked. Realizing he'd been caught, he quickly looked away embarrassed. Once I'd gotten the 2nd load of dildos stacked, I walked back to the front counter where Bill had returned as well. He smiled at me and asked if I liked the attention I was getting. "Yes sir," I responded, "It turns me on to know that guys are staring at me. I guess they like me or something." "Well, you little slut, you are going to get a chance to see how much they get turned on by you. Follow me." With that command, Bill started back towards the video booths again. I'd never been back there so I didn't know what to expect. We walked down a hall with doors on both sides and sounds coming from behind each door. A lot of moans and similar noises that Bill explained where coming from the movies the people were watching. He took me to the second to last door and opened it. It was very bright inside, which I thought was strange but didn't comment on it. Also there was a metal chair, a TV screen with a slot for quarters, and not much else. "Well Marcy, I have about an hour until the shop closes. Stay in here until I come get you. Here's some lube to help you pass the time." Bill said as he handed me a bottle of strawberry flavored lube. He left then and closed and locked the door behind him. I was a little freaked out but just then, a movie started playing on the TV so I sat down on the chair to watch. Apparently, Bill was able to control the TV's from outside the booth. The movie immediately jumped into action scenes. I was enthralled. It was about a bunch of crossdressers in prison and they started having sex with each other and with the prison guards. A few minutes into the movie, I caught a motion out of the corner of my eye. I glanced over and realized there was a hole in the wall. I hadn't noticed before but now I could see that it was open to the other booth and someone was sticking their finger through the hole. I didn't know what to do. Why was this person sticking their finger through the hole? Surely they knew I was in my booth so they had to be doing it for a reason. So, screwing up my courage and shaking from the nervousness coursing through my veins, I reached up and touched their finger. They quickly responded by straightening their finger out. I don't know why but I began to stroke my finger up and down their finger, it just felt like the right thing to do. After a couple of minutes this, he pulled his finger back and I was a little disappointed and I went back to watching the movie. Hearing something bump against the wall, I looked back at the hole just in time to see his semi-hard cock come through. My eyes popped open and I was completely shocked. I did NOT expect that! Once again, I was at a loss as to what to do. Just then, I noticed the bottom of his shirt and it was orange. This was the guy who'd been staring at my ass on the stage! At the moment, I called him Mr. Orange to myself. Remembering the feelings of pride and being turned on by him staring at my ass created an unstoppable force in my mind. I just HAD to touch his cock. So, once again, going deep for some courage, I reached out and lightly touched his cock. Just like with his finger, it started to stiffen immediately. And just like his finger, I began to lightly stroke my fingers up and down the shaft. As it became fully erect, I noticed that it was a bit longer than Bill's but a little thinner as well. Wrapping my whole hand around it, I was once again amazed at how warm another man's cock was to the touch. Having learned my lesson from Bill a few nights previously, I knew that stroking Mr. Orange's cock dry would not be that comfortable for him. Now I knew why Bill had left the lube. Opening it up, I poured some on my hand and wrapped it around the guys cock again. It was muffled but a distinct moan could be heard through the wall as I began to stroke his cock. I was so turned on! Here I was stroking the cock of a complete stranger. I thought to myself, "Bill was right, I am a total slut." It occurred to me then that no, I was not a TOTAL slut....yet. I could go a step further if I really wanted to. Confliction was setting in again. Embarrassment mixed with horniness. Staring at Mr. Orange's cock as it glistened from the lube that I'd spread while stroking his cock quickly pushed away the doubts. That didn't mean I was completely calm and it was with shaking legs that I kneeled down on the floor by the wall and noticed a strong smell of strawberries from the lube. "Yes, I am a total slut," I kept telling myself as I leaned over and licked another guy's cock for the second time. Another moan, this time louder, came through the wall. Unlike the previous time, I bypassed licking the head and shaft first and went straight to opening my mouth and sliding my lips down the shaft until my nose was pressed against the wall. Mr. Orange must have liked that because he pushed against the wall and more of his cock shoved into my mouth. I was not expecting it and I gagged some as it hit the back of my throat. Pulling back just a bit, I was able to handle it without gagging and began to move back and forth with my lips wrapped tight around his cock. I could taste the strawberry lube and to this day, the smell and taste of strawberries makes me horny as I think about this incident. I quickly got used the length of his cock and learned how to take it all in without gagging. I loved the feel of his hot cock in my mouth. I put some more lube on my hand and started stroking the shaft as I bobbed my head back and forth. Within a couple of minutes, he started moaning louder and I knew what was coming. With one more loud moan and a final shove between my lips, he began to shoot his cum into my mouth which quickly filled to the point of overflowing. I had to swallow to keep it from escaping and swallow it I did. As he gradually softened in my mouth I realized a few drops of cum had leaked our around my lips and I quickly wiped them up with a finger and sucked that clean as well. He finally pulled out of my mouth and leaned over and breathlessly said, "Oh baby, that was sooo good. I hope you are here again soon. Thank you!" With that said, zipped up his pants, slipped a $20 bill through the hole and walked out of the other booth. I sat back and was stunned. That stranger had just paid me to suck his cock! I wasn't a slut, I was a whore! And I loved it! Shortly after, Bill unlocked the door and came in and held out his hand, "Where's my money slut? You still owe me for the dildo you tried to steal and everything else you stole in the past so hand it over sissy" Still in a daze about what had just happened, I handed it over and asked, "How did you know what happened?" He pointed up and that's when I noticed a camera mounted in the corner for the first time. "I watched the whole thing you slut. You jumped right down and gobbled down that cock faster than a dog on a steak. Well, you might get a couple more 'customers' tonight before we close. If you put on a good show for the camera, I might let you keep some of the money." He then left and locked the door again. Now I knew why it was so bright in this booth...so the camera could clearly show what was going on. I found out later that this was the only booth with a bright light and camera. My attention drifted back to the TV as a new sex scene started. This time two "prison guards" tied up one of the crossdressers and started her suck their cocks. Her hands were tied to her ankles behind her back so she could only use her mouth. It really turned me on seeing how they were just grabbing her head and fuckin her mouth. I slid my hand up my dress and started stroking my little cock while playing with my fake tits through the dress. I still couldn't believe how hot it felt to have realistic feeling tits filling up my bra instead of some bunched up socks. Just as I was getting close to cumming myself, I heard someone in the other booth again. I quickly pushed my dress back down and sat up straight. This time, the "John" as I started calling him, just unzipped his pants and shoved his cock through the hole. It was pretty small and not hard yet but I knew Bill would be watching so I felt like I still had to try and do a good job....no pun intended. I honestly was not all that excited by his cock. I was trying to think of a way to make it more exciting for me. Just then I glanced back at the TV screen and saw the crossdresser with her hands tied to her ankles getting her mouth fucked. Inspired by the scene, I got down on my knees by the wall again and reaching back, put my hands together like they were tied. Looking up at the camera the whole time and smiling, I leaned over and started licking the John's cock. It quickly began to harden and was soon sticking straight out. I was kinda surprised by how big it got once it was fully hard. Just goes to show that you can't judge a cock by its cover. Finally, I wrapped my lips around it completely and turned away from the camera. The John began to move his hips and I kept my head still with my nose pressed up against the wall. Soon, he was fucking my mouth and I thought to myself again, "Yes, I am a total slut! He's literally fucking my mouth!" This time however, I was thinking it with the knowledge that I was, indeed a slut, and not just trying to work myself up to doing something. He quickly shot his load as well and I turned to the camera and showed off my prize. I smiled at the camera as I closed and swallowed my second mouthful of cum of the night. Just like Mr. Orange, the John quickly zipped up and pushed $20 through the hole. I found out later that the hole is known as a glory hole. Once again, Bill quickly made his way to the booth, unlocked the door, and stepped in. Since I was still kneeling on the floor, I soon noticed a bulge in his pants and that turned me on even more. "Very nice Marcy. You are certainly showing what a slut and you are and earning your keep. I loved the way you looked at the camera while swallowing his load. It got me just a little turned on. Why don't you help me out a bit?" I reached up to unzip his pants but he pushed my hands away saying, "I'll do that. I want your hands behind your back just like you were with that last guy. Grab your heels slut!" Doing as I was told, he moved closer and slowly unzipped his pants, just an inch from my nose. He pushed his underwear down and his cock popped out and slapped me in the nose. I remembered it well and opened my mouth so he could push it in. Grabbing my head, he slowly slid his cock between my lips with a low moan. At least I think it was him moaning, it might have been me. He told me to sit still and look up at him as he held my head with both and hands and started fucking my mouth. He was picking up the pace and I thought I was about to get my 3rd load of the night when he suddenly pulled out. "Not yet slut. I told you the other night, your mouth wasn't the only thing I was going to fuck." His words were stil ringing in my ears when he sat down in the chair, told me to turn around and bend over in front of him. Somewhat dazed by what he was proposing, I hesitated, unsure what I wanted to happen. He smacked me in the ass and said, "I told you to turn around bitch! Don't make me say it again." "Yes sir," I squeaked out and quickly did what he asked. I could feel the bottom of my dress start to rise past my ass cheeks again. I knew he liked what he saw because he was smiling as I looked over my shoulder at him. Putting his hands on my ass, he started massaging. I was getting worked up again and started kinda wiggling my ass for him. Telling me to stand still, he reached out and flicked his finger against the buttplug and I could feel the vibration into my toes, or at least I imagined I did. "Very good, sissy! I want you wearing one of these every time you come see me. It'll help remind you of your role. Let's slide these off and take a look." With that, he began pulling my red panties down until they fell to my ankles. Stepping out of them, I kicked them to the corner. "So, I see you are using the same plug as the other night. It's a little plain for my taste. I'll give you a nice metal one with a jewel in it that will complement this pretty ass of yours." He kept me bent over as he started rubbing my ass again. Out of nowhere, he slapped my ass! I couldn't help but yelp, more from the surprise than the pain. He massaged where he slapped and the pain went away quickly. He then did the same thing on the other cheek. I was half expecting it that time so I didn't make any noise other than a whimper. Reaching between my ass cheeks, he started pushing and pulling the plug, spinning it around in my ass. I was in heaven as he played with my ass. Finally, he started pulling on it until it popped out, leaving me gaping just a bit. He chuckled slightly at the sight. "Well now, it looks like your ass is begging to be filled and I know just how to fill it." Standing up, he directed me to bend over the chair and I quickly obeyed. I was terrified at the thought of what was about to happen, knowing I couldn't stop it if I tried now. However, I was also shaking with excitement and arousal, unable to wait to get fucked for the first time, just like I'd fantasized about so many times before while playing with dildos. Fortunately, he applied a generous amount of the strawberry lube to his cock and pushed a couple of fingers into my ass to lube it up as well. With his left hand on my waist and his right hand on holding his cock steady, he moved up behind me and started rubbing it up and down my crack and occasionally pushing it slightly against my asshole. The pushing became more pronounced until he was definitely going to push all the way in. As gruff and demanding as he'd been to me to this point, he was surprisingly gentle as he eased his cock in for the first time. Since I'd had the plug in for such an extended period of time previously, I was able to accommodate him without too much pain. There was definitely some pain, just not unbearable. We both moaned as he pressed all the way in and I could feel his thighs against my ass cheeks. I thought to myself, "Well, this is ok but it doesn't seem all that great. I hope it's over soon." Little did I know what was about to happen. Bill stayed still for a few moments and then started to pull back out and just before he pulled all the way out, he reversed direction to push all the back in. By this time, he had both hands on my waist and was pulling me back as he pushed in. The feeling of him grabbing my hips and pulling me back made me feel so feminine for some odd reason. I don't why, but a man grabbing me by the hips and fucking me still makes me feel so gurly to this day. Every once in awhile, he'd reach up and grab my fake tits as well. I started to feel a warm sensation in my groin as the pain was quickly subsiding. Soon, I was pushing back as much as he was pulling. I loved the feel of his warm cock as it slid home, over and over again. My tits swaying back and forth was also a fabulous feeling. Bill suddenly stopped fucking me and I begged, "Please sir, don't stop fucking me, it feels so good." He just chuckled as he pulled out and responded, "Well, I thought you'd like it but didn't know just how much. Don't worry, I'm not done with you yet you little slut. However, you have some business to attend to." I didn't know what he meant until he pointed over the wall and there was another hard cock sticking through the glory hole. "Get over there and earn your money sissy." Disappointed I moved over to the wall and knelt down. This new cock was easily the biggest I'd seen in person. It had to be 9" long but it wasn't too thick. I could still wrap my hand around it which I did to spread some of the strawberry lube on it. I thought of this guy as Mr. Big and he responded as expected when I started stroking and sucking his cock. I hoped that I could get him to cum quickly, so I could get back to being fucked. I needn't have worried though. Bill didn't want to wait either. He moved behind me and knelt down as well. My mind was going into shock as he started pushing his cock back into my ass while my mouth was full of Mr. Big's cock. I'd never even fantasized about something like this happening for real. Two cocks at the same time!! I felt Bill lean over as he got something from his pants. Letting me see that it was a remote control, he made a show of pushing a button and pointing at the TV screen. I couldn't turn my head very far because of the cock in my mouth but it was enough to see that the movie had to changed to something else. It took me a few seconds before I realized that what I was seeing was myself and Bill. The feed from the camera was now showing up on the TV. I was mesmerized as I watched Bill and Mr. Big fill both of my holes. The remote even had some zoom and movement capability. I noticed as Bill zoomed in on my face as I bobbed back and forth on that big cock, my lips wrapped tight around it. Soon, Bill had his hands back on my hips and was steadily fucking me as I sucked Mr Big, glancing at the TV often I reached down and started stroking my own little cock. Just as I was approaching my own orgasm, Bill caught me. "What do you think you're doing slut? You don't get to do that unless you ask for permission and I say 'yes'." After having said that, he grabbed my hands and pulled them back behind me. This left me in an awkward position and I felt like I was about to tip over. However, he used them to hold me steady as he fucked my ass. I loved the feeling of him controlling me like that where I was completely at his mercy and being made to do whatever he wanted. However, tt also left me without a hand to stroke Mr. Big so I did my best with just my mouth. That must have been good enough because he soon started bucking and flooding my mouth with cum. There was just too much and he was bucking too much. It popped out of my mouth and several spurts landed on my face. Seeing Mr Big cum all over my face must have really turned Bill on because he started doing the same. He was slamming his cock into my ass while holding my arms, the noise of his thighs hitting my ass clearly audible, my fake tits shaking with every stroke. With a loud moan, he shoved cock cock all the way in, balls deep, and started cumming. The combination of his cock pulsing as it shot his load into my ass and Mr Big's cum still making its way down my throat and all over my face sent me over the edge and I came as well, without even touching my little cock. Bill let go of my arms and I fell forward to rest my head against the wall as Mr Big zipped up, pushed $30 through the hole and quickly left like the others. Bill's cock eventually started to soften and he when he pulled out, some of his cum also dripped out onto the floor, my first creampie. "Damn Marcy, I knew fucking you was gonna be good but I had no idea! What a slut! You loved having two cocks fucking both of your holes at the same time, didn't you?" Bill asked. I tiredly responded, barely able to find my voice, "Yes sir, I liked that a lot." And I did, I absolutely loved it and knew that I was going to do that again someday. "I bet you did. Look at that mess you made sissy. You came without even touching that little cock you have...and it looks like that last guy really liked your mouth. He even gave you a tip. Actually, he gave you more than the tip!" He burst out in laughter at his own pun. "Well, the store is now closed so you can clean yourself up as well as that mess and come out now. No more customers." Bill then walked out after handing me a roll of paper towels. Using the paper towels, I did my best to clean the mess Mr Big had made on my face and the mess Bill had made in my ass then proceeded to wipe up the floor. Once that was done, I put my panties back on then realized I didn't know what to do with my butt plug. I didn't have a bag or anything to take it home so I pulled my panties back down and reinserted it, with ease this time, I might add. When I walked back out to the front counter, MIke had gone home for the night and only Bill was left. He smiled warmly at me and asked me how I was doing. "Very good sir. I'm really tired and kinda sore." "Ha, I bet you are." Bill chuckled, "Well, you did great tonight, even better than I expected. Why don't you pick out another outfit to take home as a gift? Also, keep the money that the last two guys gave you. I want you to come back the day after tomorrow at 4:00. I have a friend that will take you shopping for some makeup and teach you how to use it. You are very sexy as is but if you wanna be super feminine and even hotter, you need to start wearing makeup and start shaving some more, all over. She can help you with that for sure." He then handed me a video tape and said, "Also, once again, here is a copy of all the action." "Yes sir, I'll be here. I wanna be as sexy and feminine as I can be." I answered. My legs were still a bit wobbly as I walked out to my car. When I got home, I wearily changed back out of my dress and took my heels and wig off. That's when I realized I couldn't get my fake tits off. I'd left the adhesive remover in my bedroom. Fortunately, I was once again able to sneak in and get to my room undetected. It would have excruciatingly embarrassing if my parents caught me with fake breasts attached. Once in my room, I cleaned myself up as good as I could, removing the breast forms and butt plug. Finally, I was able to lay down to sleep. I drifted off thinking about what a slut I was becoming and the 3 loads of cum in my stomach. I definitely had very pleasant dreams that night.