Kneel Suck Swallow Part One
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On a cold Saturday night a couple of Decembers ago, I was feeling very antsy and restless. I had just shaved my body, applied lotion on my arms, legs, and smooth white ass, and was trying on some sexy fishnets when I got a call from my Filipina ladyboy friend whom I had not seen in a while. She wanted to get together and have some fun. Not ever knowing what to expect, but knowing it would be something exciting and kinky to warm my body on a chilly night, I agreed to go to her house. ‘Give me an hour to get dressed and ready, and I will be right over,’ I told her.
So, after thoroughly cleaning and douching my ass pussy, I put on my strapless black bra, a black mini corset, and my lacy see-through black panties with a slit over the opening to my ass pussy for easy access. Over the top of this, I put on my semi-sheer black babydoll negligee with hot pink lack and trim (I have pics of me in this in my gallery), black fishnets, and high sexy heeled black riding boots. Over this, I wore my black faux fur coat–so I wouldn’t freeze on the way to my friend’s house. Everything I wore was black–some with pink lace, trim, ribbons, or bows.
I was minutes from being ready when I received a phone call from a handsome young man 15 or 20 years younger than me (I was in my 40s at the time) who had seen me a few months before, but then I had lost contact with, perhaps, I thought, because after trying a ‘tranny,’ it just wasn’t for him. But apparently not, he wanted to come over and play. And he was handsome, with a lean, smooth and nicely toned body, and a handsome, almost pretty androgynous face. My juices began flowing as I thought of running my hands and lips all over his light brown skin and tasting his sweet-salty fluids that seeped out of his nicely shaped and perfectly sized hard cock.
I let my friend know I would be a little later as I had a play date, and she said fine, as she was still finishing up with a playmate of her own. I then called my young latin stud and told him to come over and I would take care of him.
A few minutes later, he showed up, his toned muscles showing through his tight t-shirt. He kissed me with his soft and full lips, then cupped my ass cheeks in his hand and squeezed and fondled them. I moaned with pleasure and rubbed my body on his. He moved his hands down my upper legs, then slowly back up again, but this time on my inner thighs, just brushing my hot crotch. A few more kisses, a few more caresses and squeezes, and I couldn’t wait any longer, I was in full heat.
While he removed his t-shirt, I slowly unbuckled and unzipped his pants. His golden-brown cock popped out, brushing my hand and leaving shiny drops of precum on my fingers. I licked my fingers, then took his hand. Kissing his lips once more, I gently pushed him down onto my bed, slid his pants the rest of the way off, then, getting on my knees between his spread legs, I proceeded to kiss his erect cock and flick my tongue up and down his shaft, stopping every now and then to swirl my tongue on his smooth-shaved and sexually swollen scrotum. Then, taking the base of his cock with my left hand, I slowly took him into my mouth, letting my moist lips wet his cock almost down to the base, cupping and gently squeezing his balls. His breathing quickened, and he whispered, ‘That is so good, baby.’
My tongue tasted his tip and coconut-brown head as my lips moved up and down his shaft, savoring every sweet drop of his continuously-flowing precum. I then worked my tongue up and down and in swirling motions on the underside of his shaft, paying special attention to that most sensitive area just below the head. Hearing his pleasurable moans and faster breath increased my desire and the heat and wetness I felt in my panties which spread outward, and making my ass slowly gyrate and wriggle as my desire to be entered built up.
He was building up as well. Hearing me moan, he got up, told me to move forward on my hands and knees, then took some lube and started gently applying it in and around my waiting smooth and pink hole. He put some more on his cock, then slowly started entering me, guiding it with his hand. Once he was in, I felt him grab each side of my ass right below the waist (such a big turn-on for me), and started slowly and gently sliding in and out, hitting that one sweet spot just inside my ass pussy and continuing in, giving me that oh so delightful feeling of being filled, penetrated, and violated. ‘Oh, mm! Oh, mm! Just like that–yes!!! Oh my god, you feel so good filling me up, baby!’ Then, each stroke elicited a breathy, ‘Oh!’ or a staccato ‘Mm, mm, mm’ from me as each stroke ecstatically stimulated my nerves inside my most secret place. For the next few minutes, it was just a blur of pleasure-filled strokes, moans from me, and quick and sharp breaths of pleasure from my lover. I savored the tightening grip of his hands on my waist and ass, the sound of his upper thighs and balls slapping against my ass, and the wonderful feeling of sexual submissiveness from feeling the mattress under my hands and knees as I gladly received his gentle but firm domination over my ass, my body, and my will.
He didn’t want to come quite yet, so he pulled out just before he was about to orgasm. I laid him down, then went back between his legs and teased his balls with my fingertips, then lightly flicked and licked my tongue all around his shaft. He was just so excited, though, that he clenched up, and with his balls rising up and deeper into his scrotum, began to spasm. I quickly brought my open mouth to the tip of his jerking cock, catching his cum as it came spurting out of his head. His cum was thin but sweet, and there was at least five or six good spurts that I took into my mouth, tasting that funky-sweet masculine stream as it rushed down my tongue and into my open throat.
‘Mm, mm, mm!’ I groaned in a muffled voice with a cock-filled mouth as I took in and swallowed each spurt. My small but hard sissy cock flowed even more precum into my panties as I feasted on his fertile stream. I licked the last drops off his head, then licked my lips to get what was left. He was satisfied and content, but I had just had a taste, and was so hungry for more. So after he dressed and left, I cleaned up, dried my panties as well as I could, and went out the door to my car. ‘I’m on my way,’ I crooned in a breathy voice on the phone to my friend as I started down the road.
When I arrived, ‘Patricia’ greeted me and brought me into her warm home where we sat down to chat for a moment. I was anticipating hearing her plans for tonight. I told her about my wonderful submission to my latin lover, and she told me about the more rough, but equally pleasurable to her experience of being manhandled and fucked by a soldier she had met online. That got me started again, and I could feel the first moist drops seeping out of my stiffening sissy cock and beginning to dampen my just-dried panties all over again. But I was ready to feel the wetness, feel the heat, so I welcomed the renewed flow. And I couldn’t help but squirm just a bit in my chair as my body started sending sexual signals to my long smooth legs and my round soft ass.
(Now, Patricia and I do not have sex, we are just friends. The sexual chemistry is not right between the two of us, but that does not stop us from having fun. Our friendship is what is important, and we believe in sharing. What we do instead is we work together to pleasure and satisfy men that we invited online to come over and play. Each time is different, and my friend Patricia plans and orchestrates each pleasure night we spend together.)
In so many words, Patricia explained to me she was going to service me out to a number of men she had contacted her through a sex personal ad she had posted. The ad promised a smooth-shaved mature and skilled ‘tranny’ who knew how to suck cock and loved doing it. Well, that was certainly true. And the pic Patricia posted of me lustily tonguing an erect cock helped demonstrate this truth. Tonight, it would be kneel, suck, swallow, get ready for the next guy, kneel, suck, swallow, get ready for the next guy. Repeat often. Patricia would for the most part watch, occasionally encouraging or coaching me, or telling the guy how good she bets it must feel, she was in a voyeur mood.
Now, normally I prefer just having a guy or two over with time for a lot more variety, but tonight I was in the mood for sucking and swallowing. Actually, I am almost always in the mood for that when it comes to playtime, but let’s just say that I had an extra large appetite that evening.
So, getting myself ready–one last check of my hair, makeup and lingerie, and getting a pillow to kneel on ready (tile floor), I awaited our first visitor. I was to sit passively, my legs crossed, and let Patricia answer the door and lead the man to my waiting fingertips and lips. Yes, I was a little nervous since these were going to be total strangers, but that was part of the excitement and thrill as well, and I started squirming a bit again while my panties continued to soak my sex juices. And although the room was a bit chilly, I was experiencing a building internal heat that could only be quenched by copious quantities of man juice.
The doorbell rang, I could hardly sit still as Patricia went to the door to answer it. She opened the door partway, but I was facing such a way that I couldn’t see who was there until the door was fully opened and Patricia had stepped out of the way. Although the sound of the voice coming from the man at the door told me he was young and a little nervous, I didn’t hear the words muffled by distance and the door ajar, but Patricia’s answer let me know that the man was just making sure that he was in the right place. She smiled and said, ‘Yes, come in. Jodi is waiting.’ He stepped through the door and I saw a pleasant-looking young man, medium build, dark brown hair and eyes, light skin, probably in his early twenties, looking around. Then he spotted me, but it was hard to know what he was feeling–except that he seemed a bit nervous and unsure. Patricia took his coat, then led him towards me. I patted on the couch cushion next to me, but he didn’t want to sit. I could tell that this guy would need some encouragement and guidance, he didn’t seem to know what to expect.
So I told him how handsome he was and how I was looking forward to pleasuring him. That made him seem a bit less tense. ‘Relax,’ I said, ‘I will make you feel real good.’ He wasn’t completely tense, though, because I did notice the beginnings of an erection starting to tent the front of his pants. He was standing right before me as I continued sitting on the couch, so I took the initiative and started gently stroking and squeezing his slowly swelling cock through his khaki pants. He eased up a bit more and let me continue to fondle him.
‘Mmm, I can’t wait to see what you have underneath that tent, handsome,’ I breathily said as I started to slowly undo his belt buckle. He still didn’t seem sure what to expect, but didn’t stop me. ‘I have never done anything like this before,’ his shaky voice said. A young voice and pleasant, and I guessed even more so when the young man spoke when not nervous. ‘That’s okay, hon, I have,’ I crooned as I slipped his pants down below his crotch and firm young ass. ‘And you aren’t the first man that has said that to me. You just relax and let me show you what my lips and tongue can do.’ His tent got bigger, and when I gently pulled down his grey briefs, his very large member sprung out. Unlike the young man, his swollen rod certainly was not nervous, and knew exactly what it wanted. And I had the skill to satisfy it.
‘Oooh,’ I exclaimed, ‘Very nice.’ He cracked just a bit of a smile. ‘I bet that the women love this beautiful big cock when they see it.’ And it was beautifully shaped and quite substantial. In fact, it would have been too big for my very tight little ass pussy without some gentle stretching and working my way up to taking it. But this was about oral, so I put that thought aside and began my explorations. Besides, I was pretty sure this guy would erupt quickly: he was young, inexperienced, and still a bit nervous. Let’s face it: he would have been a clumsy and awful lover, but I was going for quantity, not quality. He was young, he was hot, and I knew that what he would give me would be hot and fresh as well.
While he still stood there, I admiringly cupped his ample balls, then, putting my pillow on the tiled floor in front of him, I got on my knees. I looked up at his face, slowly licked my lips, and gave him a smile. And it was genuine. I was happy to be there ready to service him. I took his thick head in my mouth, exploring its spongy softness with the tip of my tongue. A slight moan escaped his lips, and even though his legs remained still a bit too rigid, his cock responded confidently, signalling its desire for more by its head swelling slightly bigger in my mouth. A small drop of precum seeped onto my tongue, and I savored its slightly salty flavor and thick but not too thick consistency. He wasn’t a big precummer, but he did make up for that later.
I gently grabbed his firm ass (having wanted to fondle it since I first saw him) as I continued to lick and play with the head of his cock. I was rewarded with another slight moan and a barely perceptible quickening of his breath. Even his legs, while still tense, relaxed just a smidgen more. My tongue then explored down his shaft and as it glided over the underside of his shaft, his breath quickened much more noticeably and his ass cheeks clenched and released with the building desire to thrust. Yet he made no thrusting motions, content to let his ass communicate that desire for him. (I just don’t think his legs ever relaxed enough for him to start doing so.) I moved my hands back to his crotch, one hand cupping his balls or gently teasing the scrotal skin with the tips of my manicured nails, while the other hand lightly squeezed the base of his shaft.
Squeezing the shaft just a little more until I was holding it firmly (but not painfully so–I would have known), I brought my lips down his shaft, taking more of it into my mouth until my lips touched my gripping hand. His breath got even quicker and the head of his shaft started pulsing and swelling. Another drop of precum slid onto my tongue.
I started moving my lips up and down slowly on his shift while my tongue stimulated the highly pleasurable underside. He moaned more audibly and his ass clenched and relaxed at a faster pace. I knew he was going to erupt soon, but I tried to keep it as slow as I could to build the tension and increase the power of his orgasm.
A minute later, he was breathing quickly, and I knew he couldn’t hold back any longer. So I bobbed my head faster, moving my lips and tongue rapidly. Suddenly, he was grunting, his cock was pulsing and jerking in my mouth, and the first large burst of hot cum hit the back of my throat so hard I couldn’t help but cough and gag for just a second. But do not get me wrong, I was enjoying this. I quickly recovered, working my mouth and hand to milk him thoroughly as he spurted and spasmed, swallowing each large spurt quickly as they were coming very fast into my mouth. He shuddered, grunted, and spasmed as his legs shook and his ass cheeks clenched up. Finally, the last drop had passed into my mouth, and I could feel his body relaxing and his breathing slowing down. I am surprised he could remain standing after such a quaking and spasming orgasm, my legs would have folded under me! But he was young.
And he was satisfied. Shyness creeping back into him, he thanked me, I thanked him for letting me enjoy sucking him off, then he hurriedly pulled his briefs and pants back up, buckled and zipped them, then grabbed his coat, saying he had to go. Which was probably a lie, but I didn’t care nor was I surprised, I just wanted to suck a cock and swallow his load. We both got what we wanted.
After he left, I sat back down and took a breather. But I was far from satisfied and couldn’t wait for the next eager cock to take into my hot mouth and savor. I will tell you about the next one and the rest of them in Part Two.
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Hermione: Just think of Emma Watson or google her or something Hagrid: Big guy, like 9 feet tall, kinda fat, long bristly beard and hair. Harry: Skinny, untidy black hair, glasses, scar on his forehead Ron: tall, red hair, freckles “Where are you going?” Ron asked. Hermione, one foot out the portrait hole looked back at Ron and Harry, who were playing a game of Wizard’s Chess in front of the fire in the Gryffindor common room. “I’m just going down to see Hagrid. I need...
Helen's brother Jake came to visit and I got drunk with him a couple nights. One night he asked me if I wanted to get high and I said "sure"! We went to the empty bedroom and sat on the floor and he wrapped a joint. He kept telling me to relax and calm down that I was too tense! He lit the joint and smoked some than passed it too me. I took some and passed it back. As he passed it back he asked if I could used a back rub. I said "no" and he said "relax, I think you need a massage , lay...
Hermione walked towards the libary to meet up with Ginny - who had asked Hermione if she could help her with studying for the OWLS. The mere thought of studying sent Hermione into a frenzy of delight! What would she teach the young Ginny? Transfiguration? Defense Against The Dark Arts? Oh! Hermione did not care which subject, for she loved them all. She walked into the libary and proceeded to look for Ginny - she overheard several people talking, "man, I never knew she could be that hot -...
We took an Uber down to the museum, and we were having a great time socializing on the way. The Monet exhibit had been sold out for weeks and as we preceded toward the exhibit hall where the Monet exhibit was housed, we were all very excited as we waited in the museum lobby for our scheduled time. We were soon allowed to go in and as soon as we started to walk around the Monet exhibit, it was apparent just how packed it was. The museum kept the lighting low, probably so it wouldn’t damage...
297 PT1 The last atonement! This in pt1and 2 is a 100% true story as given to me by the lady concerned, some features of it some will find distasteful and normally I would not deal with in my normal course of writing, but because its true I have included the whole sorry story in her own very precise wordsThe last atonement! I was going through a bad patch emotionally, things were very difficult at home and I was in a rather dark place, I knew I needed some release from the mental struggle of my...
Chapter Thirty-Four – Harry Gets Hermione Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: mf, mf, exhib, grope, magic, mc, reluc, spank, unif Since acquiring the fabled Spellbook of Desires from the strange and frankly disturbing salesman at the Quidditch World Cup, Harry had not once used it to seduce Hermione Granger into having some hot teenage sex with him. Ron and half...
Harry Potter, "The Boy Who Lived", was beyond mad. He was seethingly angry. He had just been out on a date with Cho Chang, the girl he had had a crush on since his 3rd year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry. Thing had looked up over the past few months. Cho actually seemed to be liking him! It had taken him ages to screw up the courage to ask her our, but he couldn't have wished for a better response. She had accepted immediately. However, once out on the date, Harry found...
I couldn't see a thing. I was living in a world of inky blackness with only sound and the pain in my abused little body to keep me company. I wasn’t deprived of sight due to a blindfolded nor was it the result of the fogginess in my brain but rather it was because the dried cum on my face had sealed the eyelids shut over my crystal blue eyes. Try as I might, I just couldn't get them open. I stopped trying to struggle hours ago when my exhausted muscles burned with fatigue and I couldn’t...
Cindy and I had been married for two years. I had just finished giving her an orgasm with my tongue when she said, "I wish I could come when we fuck. My friends tell me those internal orgasms are much deeper and longer."When we married I had very little experience. I wasn't sure about Cindy's past but she wouldn't talk about it. In those early days I was clumsy and came quickly. But I soon learned how to bring her off with my fingers and tongue. But she never came during intercourse...
ToysShe clearly remembered one of their first dates in the library when she convinced Viktor to meet up with her in the back of the library, a usually secluded area that was home to old, mismatched couches. Hermione was a bit nervous before Viktor showed up. None of the few students in the library had wandered to the vacant area but the idea hadn't been pushed out of her mind. She had chosen not to wear her customary robes, but went with a more casual outfit. Nothing slutty, but something a...
Note: There is a hint of gay near the end but it does not go into any detail and it should not deter you from reading the story. I apologize in advance. It is just the way the story took me. Chapter One: The beginning My sister Stacey and I were bored! We were on vacation with our parents. We were way back in Yellowstone National Park. We were stuck there for the next three weeks. We were in hell! Mom and Dad had planned on a one-month vacation in the boondocks all year. They...
One way ticket by Elaine © 2017 (based on an original story idea by Petite Pierre.) This story was inspired after reading a rough google translation version of a story that was written in French by Petit Pierre. At first I did think about making a better more accurate translation but as I started it was easier to do a complete rewrite adding parts that hadn't previously existed and modifying other parts extensively. This new version is around 60% longer and is obviously no longer...
Atonement How a simple essay spawned a global movement Much has been made of man's inhumanity to man, but sadly, the notion of man's inhumanity to women has been under developed. This essay proposes to explore the methods men have used during the span of recorded history to control the minds, mold the bodies and silence the voices of women. This is not comprehensive, but does touch on some of the more insidious methods, as well as the obvious. With the woefully late...
The Education of Simone - Part 1When the college president called her to her office Simone thought she knew what was up. She had been blackmailing one of her professors into giving her a passing grade although it was obvious she failed the course. Simone, a strikingly beautiful 19 year old blonde, was accustomed to using her sexy looks to get out of trouble.Her parents knew of Simone's naughty ways, that's why they sent her to this all girl's college in the suburbs of Paris. But they never...
THE AGONY OF SIMONE A fantasy tale by Cordoza "Very well then you little slut, don't talk! We really don't care if it meanswe can gain so much more pleasure from watching your beautiful body writhein torment," the colonel cupped her firm breast and whispered into her ear, "Youhave no idea what we can and 'will' do to the most intimate parts of you bodyif you continue to keep silent," then she twisted the girl's nipple painfully. The beginning April, 1942, and in a small French provincial town a...
I quickly pulled the blindfold off and to my amazement; it was Denise’s husband, Kevin not her with my cock in his mouth and my balls in his hand. Even though I was horrified, it was too late. My teenage balls exploded and I was cumming in his mouth. Before I knew it I had Kevin by the hair and was driving my cock in his mouth as deep as I could get it. As the head of my cock hit the back of his throat, he moaned, “Aaaaaaaaaah,†and started to suck my cock even harder. It was a good summer...
GroupI am of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I am to please and be pleased sexually. I have a very strong sex drive - and I love having sex with an audience. One of our strict rules is outer sex only, no intercourse with our third or fourth person, though that leaves a lot of options for mutual sexual pleasure. At the appointed time on Sunday...
I am of French descent, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I am to please and be pleased sexually. I have a very strong sex drive - and I love having sex with an audience. One of our strict rules is outer sex only, no intercourse with our third or fourth person, though that leaves a lot of options for mutual sexual pleasure. At the appointed time on Sunday...
My first time and A Little More, Part 6. Please read the previous chapters of this true story (check my author profile) leading up to this point to understand the background and characters that are referenced. The titles are not exactly consistent, but are one complete story. The titles are as follows: My First Time and a Little More, First Time and More, part 2, My First Time and a Little More, part 3, First Time and a Little More, part 4, and My First Time and a Little More, part 5. Relax and...
First TimeLinda introduced Gen. Matilda MacArthur from intelligence to Jason’s group. “Matilda is the brains of our Intelligence outfit. She has already met with Major Connie Ross. They have been hard at work together, which is why you didn’t meet her at lunch. She will update you on what we know and have been thinking.” Matilda stood up to speak, “We have returned your senior intelligence assets back to the planet together with some of our people. “We are attempting to assess if there are other...
Cousins - Une Histoire de Famille - partie 5 Par Loulou Note : cette histoire est pure fiction et aucun des personnages n'existe vraiment ? l'ext?rieur de ces lignes. Ne m'en veuillez pas de prendre quelques libert?s avec la r?alit?. Chapitre 21 - Une jolie secr?taire Sam se r?veilla en pensant que jamais il n'avait si bien dormi. Comme Chris dormait encore, il prit son petit d?jeuner en silence. Quand il entendit Chris arriver derri?re lui, Sam leva la t?te pour recevoir un baiser. "Sammy, tu as l'air...
I'm 39 and married and never had that itch scratched in the correct way. Sure my wife has used strap-ons but it never felt quite right. I had to find out so i started my research into local hook-ups for men. Eventually I found a guy who was Bi-Curious and lived locally, for his privacy we'll call him David. David was an Average looking man, as am I, we chatted online back and forth for a few weeks until I finally got to horny and just messaged him saying, "Look, I really want to suck...
Very important author’s notes: The spark for this lewd tale came from reading Harry Potter. Regardless of whether you like or dislike the movies or books, imagine how exciting it would be to utilize the ability to go back into someone’s memory and observe what happened to them at a certain point in time. These memories are stored in a stone receptacle . . . called a pensieve. A witch or wizard can extract their own memories or another person’s . . . and stores them in the pensieve, and reviews...