Dressed and Wanked
Dressed & Wanked
By WVN
I answered the door and was pushed backwards into my home by a large well dressed suited man. Don’t give me any trouble or you’ll be sorry were his initial words. He grabbed my arm and dragged me around the ground floor pulling curtains, turning on lights and locking doors, he then dragged me upstairs and after two unsuccessful rooms found the bathroom. Get undressed now. Reluctantly I complied and stripped to my pants, he pinched my nipple and yanked the front of my pants down so that they were around my knees. Take them off and get in the shower he shouted. I took refuge in the corner of the shower and the stream of hot water. He threw some tubes of something in to me and told me to turn the water off. Smother your self all over with this and don’t turn the water on until I get back. I lathered on the cream that had a peculiar smell and itching sensation. I think I had been standing for 30 minutes or so when he came back in to the bathroom and threw me a razor and told me to shave all my remaining body hair off. I did as I was told and after another 30 minutes was allowed to turn the water on and rinse myself; no body hair remained!
Opening the shower door, he took my arm again and dragged me to the bath, which he had run, and that was foaming and smelling very feminine. Into the bath I was pushed and laid for 15 mins soaking up the heat and fragrance. Enough of that I was dragged again from the bath and led to the master bedroom where he had placed a bag. On the way I heard noises from downstairs that sounded as if the TV was on?
He sat in one of the bedroom chairs and played with a knife. Using the knife he pointed to me and then the bag, dress yourself with what you find in the bag were his only words.
I opened the bag and couldn’t believe my eyes, all the clothing was for a woman, I looked at him but before I could say anything he told me that if I wanted to remain attached to my prick I had better start dressing.
I rummaged through the bag but couldn’t find any panties; I tipped the contents on to the bed. Flesh coloured tights, short black pleated skirt, black bra with breast inserts, a white blouse, earrings, a necklace, a long black wig and high-heeled shoes. There was also a small bag that I assumed contained makeup.
I didn’t think it wise to question the omission of panties so sat on the bed and pulled the tights up my legs, the sensation was overwhelming, the absence of leg hair made the tights feel sensational and my prick began to get hard. I tried to hide my excitement and stood to finish pulling the tights up and turned my back to him. When I had finished he told me to put the shoes on, I struggled with these, although they fitted, balancing and walking in them was very difficult. Wobbling precariously he came up behind me and put his hands on my hips. I froze which at least found my balance. His hands slid from the top of my hips around my front and caressed and stroked my semi hard cock, he then pushed the tights down so that they were just under my balls and so that my cock stuck out. Wrapping a hand around my penis he began a wanking motion just on the cockhead moving his hand back and forth and squeezing and releasing his hand pressure. I had never had a sexual experience with a man and was inwardly disgusted at his actions; however, my cock had other ideas and grew very hard at the wanking sensations being played upon it.
He stopped and told me to continue dressing but to leave my tights where they were and to leave the skirt until last. So with a hardon displayed I donned the bra, blouse and jewellery. When I reached for the skirt I was told to put the wig on and apply the makeup first. Not being experienced at either of these I did the best I could although in hindsight I’m sure the makeup could have been much better. He told me to apply the deep red lipstick thickly which I did.
I stood before him in makeup, wig, bra, blouse, tights and heels with a prick so hard it hurt. He eyed me up and down for 5 – 10 minutes then simply said pull your tights up and put the skirt on. The tights held my cock against me and because the skirt was pleated the bulge didn’t show too much. When I was done he took me by the hand and led me downstairs.
He had set-up the house so that all the curtains were pulled and sufficient lights were on to allow us to see but so that it wasn’t glaring. He led me to the sitting room where the TV was playing a porno film of transvestites sucking and fucking and wanking. He told me to stand and watch the porno whilst he poured himself a drink, I watched fascinated by the scenes unfolding o n the TV. I don’t quite know how long I stood but when I turned around he was sat on the sofa watching me, he had taken his jacket off.
He beckoned me to sit beside him, which I did, and he put his arm around my shoulder. Playing with my hair and feeling my false breasts we watched the porno until he had finished his drink.
He stood up and stood close to me and opening my legs with his feet he stood between my knees. Slowly he removed his shirt, then his shoes and socks, the unbuckled his trousers and let them drop to the floor. I sat pressed back into the sofa as he lowered the front of his pants and a large 8” semi hard cock sprang into view. Kicking off his pants he stood before me again and masturbated hard, he wanked like he had wanked me, concentrating on the cock head and squeezing and releasing the pressure on his penis. I didn’t know if he was going to spunk over me and was frightened that he would. When precum started to flow from his prick hole he stopped wanking and placed both hands on the back of my head, pulling me forward until the tip of his prick was a inch from my lips he told me to relax and then forced his prick into my mouth. I instantly tasted his cum and was revolted by the experience but he just held my head and then slowly started fucking my mouth. To ease the discomfort I used saliva to lubricate his cock and my mouth but this just increased the sensation for him. After a while he pushed so far down my throat I thought I would choke and then he stopped and stepped backward.
He sat beside me and pulled and played with his still hard penis. I could see traces of the lipstick I had been wearing along its shaft. He waved his hand for me to move and sit on his lap, which I did.
Immediately he ran his hands up my legs under my skirt and felt and squeezed my prick. Whether I liked it or not being forced to take his prick in my mouth had made me very hard. He pushed me backwards so that the top half of my body lay on the sofa, my backside lay on his lap and my legs lay on the reaming part of the sofa. He raised my skirt and pulled the front of the tights down to just below my balls, and then he wanked me just as he had done himself. The sensation was incredible. I had been forcibly feminised and made to suck cock and was in the process of being wanked of by a stranger who had invaded my house less than 3 hours ago.
The wanking he was giving was having an effect and I started to feel the cum building in my balls. He took my hand and placed it on my cock so that I should continue to wank myself, make it last as long as you can he told me. Wanking, squeezing, and pulling my cock whilst dressed as a female and laid on the lap of a stranger was too much, even if my rationale mind didn’t like it my cock and cum had other ideas. He must have sensed I was getting close to cumming and he slapped my hand away. He lifted my legs so that my heels were together and my legs straight up in the air, then he pulled my prick between my legs so that he could have access to my arse and cock at the same time. He took my hands and placed them up my legs so that I could support them and keep them together and then started his final pumping of my tool. As I was about to cum he squeezed my balls and I shot off streams of cum across his lap, across the sofa and across the floor. I know I had never cum that hard before. When I was finished he pushed me off the sofa and on to the floor where I landed on my back, immediately he knelt over me so that his knees were under my armpits and then lent forward so that his hardon was over my mouth. Shifting forward some more his prick enter my mouth and it what could only be described as sexual press-ups he fucked my mouth hard. After dozen or so strokes he tensed and pumped my mouth full of hot sticky semen.
He rose, slowly dressed and made himself presentable. I lay on the floor cum running from the corners of my mouth, my skirt raised, tights around my thighs and to my surprise a prick that was ready to cum again.
From his bag he used a digital camera to photograph me in my obviously humiliating position and then he left. His only parting words were that he would call again.
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Two weeks later, just after 09:30 when I had just about got over the male intruder there was a knock on the front door. I answered it innocently and had flash backs to the last time as I was pushed backwards into the house. He stood before me again, well dressed although informally this time. I told you I’d call again, you know the score, get upstairs and in the shower. There was little point in arguing so a turned and headed for the bathroom. I looked down from the landing and saw him lock the door and then enter each room and it darken as the curtains were pulled and lights lit. I was stepping into the shower when I heard a car arrive and the front door open and close. I’d hadn’t been in the shower 5 minutes when a tube of hair remover was thrown over the top and he told me to turn the water off and paste myself. I did as I was told and then rinsed myself off, not a trace of body hair remained. He then threw me some moisturising shower crème and after this had been applied and rinse I stepped from the shower with a skin so smooth and silky it was incredible. He sat and watched from the bathroom chair and motioned me to stand before him. I stood knee to knee with him and he cupped my balls and prick in his hands, he pulled and worked my prick until it was hard and then he started to wan me, as before he gripped me hard and then wanked the tip. He pulled sharply down on my balls and I groaned at the pain. He pushed me away and taking my hand led me to the bedroom. On the bedroom chair sat a woman of about 35 years, very smartly dressed in a business suit, grey jacket, white blouse, knee length skirt and black tights I suppose they could have been stockings, high patent heels. She had shoulder length dark hair and was well made up. So this is sissy she remarked, not talking to me at all. Let’s get him worked up shall we. She stood before me and opened her small handbag and proceeded to feed me a couple of tablets, swallow them and he then passed me a tumbler of whiskey. I swallowed not knowing what d**gs they were forcing me to take but to my surprise she then took two of the same tablets washed down with whiskey and so did he. I felt some relief the tablets may not kill me then. She sat back down and he stood beside her, I gathered she was in control now. Put the tights and shoes on that are on the bed she commanded, I gathered the tan coloured sheer tights and pulled them up my silky legs and over my prick and backside, as before the sensation was amazing and my prick immediate got hard. I slipped in to the shoes that had a 4-inch heel. Turning back to the for further instructions she bid me to the vanity chair and the proceeded to apply a wig and makeup to me. It took her best part of half an hour and I guess it was the d**gs that then kicked in. My prick was so hard it felt it would burst and she laughed when she saw my discomfort. Look at sissy she said to him who came over to stand beside her. She unzipped his fly and released a cock that was every bit as hard as mine and then she wanked him hard right in front of my face. I’ll give you one chance sissy she said, and the told me to take his cock as far down my throat as I could and to leave a lipstick ring at the cock base, carefully I took the cock into my mouth and then tried to work down its length, when I was nearly at its base she placed a hand on the back of my head and pushed me hard into him, I though I would choke and was unable to breath. I made sure I left a red lipstick ring to prove how far I had got and then struggled to free myself and breath. Well done she exclaimed now a little reward. I was laid across the bed her standing at my head and him holding my heels, my tights were pulled to just below my prick and he started to wank me slowly but hard. She lifted her skirt and I was presented with an upturned view of a panty less, hair less pussy that was dripping wet, her pussy framed by stockings. She opened her legs and straddled my head and I licked and tongued her whilst he continued to wank me. I could hear her moaning and groaning and thought she may cum but she stood turned round and presented me with her anal ring to lick and tongue. I had nearly had enough when they both stopped and I was instructed to roll my legs over my head in some perverse gymnast’s position. She then climbed on to the bed and by pushing my hips backwards I was presented with my hard prick inches from my own mouth. Reaching between my legs she then wanked me whilst he squirted baby oil on to her hand the stimulation was incredible and the sight even more so. I lay with my legs over my head, tan tights pulled down and a painful hardon inches from my mouth being wanked using baby oil by a 35 year old woman I hadn’t seen before, he stood at one side taking photos. Before long I was ready to spill me seed and she expertly directed a torrent of cum all over my face and into my mouth. She continued to wank me until I could produce no more and then got off the bed and I felt relief as my legs resumed a more normal position. He click away with the camera ensuring my cum covered face was in the frame. Go and shower and be quick about it were her words and I made my way to the bathroom for the second time that morning, the strange thing was my prick was as hard, maybe even harder than ever, it had never gone down, the tablets were I assumed Viagra and I sensed a 6 to 8 hour hardon despite the cum that could be extracted.
After a time in the shower the females voice told me to get a move on and so I completed washing and stepped out of the shower to dry myself, my cock was still rock hard. She was seated on the bathroom chair and when I was nearly dry she took my hand and pulled me towards her. She raised her skirt so that the tops of her stocking and her panties could be seen and then parted her legs. Turning me around she pulled me backwards so that I stood facing away from her but I could feel her stocking clad legs on the outside of mine. I felt her hand between my legs and she pulled and played with my balls for quite a while, Then she moved on to my prick and grasped it tightly and began to wank me, pulling my cock down so that it pointed at the floor. She called to the male and he entered the bathroom, he was dressed in a short dress, black nylons, high heels and had a very good makeup job and wig to complete his dressing. Look what I’ve got for you she said as she continued to wank me, why don’t you give it a little sucking? He knielt in front of me and opened his mouth and then moving forward she placed my cock in his mouth. I could feel him sucking gently and was getting excited, she stopped wankoing me so the only sensation I could feel was being sucked. I felt her part my arse cheeks and she thrust a finger up my arse which made me push my cock deeper into the sucking mouth. Get up she told my sucker which he did and he also moved backwards. Now boys, your to change places, reluctantly I moved from between hers legs and he moved to take my place. On yours knees and lick those lips she said to me. I knelt in front of him, a foot or so away from the front of his dress. Slowly she slid her hands up his dress and I could make out much fondling and caresseing of his arse, balls and prick. Hold your dress up sweety she said and he lifted the dress so that it was around his waist. He had pantyhose on, black sheer pantyhose that stretched across his large erect prick that was held upward by red panties and by the hose. Whilst he held his dress around his waist, she slowly lowered the pantyhose and panties and his prick fell free, with his hose and panties lowerd to just under his balls she reached forwrad to me and guided my head forward so that I had little option but to take his cock in my mouth.
By WVN
I answered the door and was pushed backwards into my home by a large well dressed suited man. Don’t give me any trouble or you’ll be sorry were his initial words. He grabbed my arm and dragged me around the ground floor pulling curtains, turning on lights and locking doors, he then dragged me upstairs and after two unsuccessful rooms found the bathroom. Get undressed now. Reluctantly I complied and stripped to my pants, he pinched my nipple and yanked the front of my pants down so that they were around my knees. Take them off and get in the shower he shouted. I took refuge in the corner of the shower and the stream of hot water. He threw some tubes of something in to me and told me to turn the water off. Smother your self all over with this and don’t turn the water on until I get back. I lathered on the cream that had a peculiar smell and itching sensation. I think I had been standing for 30 minutes or so when he came back in to the bathroom and threw me a razor and told me to shave all my remaining body hair off. I did as I was told and after another 30 minutes was allowed to turn the water on and rinse myself; no body hair remained!
Opening the shower door, he took my arm again and dragged me to the bath, which he had run, and that was foaming and smelling very feminine. Into the bath I was pushed and laid for 15 mins soaking up the heat and fragrance. Enough of that I was dragged again from the bath and led to the master bedroom where he had placed a bag. On the way I heard noises from downstairs that sounded as if the TV was on?
He sat in one of the bedroom chairs and played with a knife. Using the knife he pointed to me and then the bag, dress yourself with what you find in the bag were his only words.
I opened the bag and couldn’t believe my eyes, all the clothing was for a woman, I looked at him but before I could say anything he told me that if I wanted to remain attached to my prick I had better start dressing.
I rummaged through the bag but couldn’t find any panties; I tipped the contents on to the bed. Flesh coloured tights, short black pleated skirt, black bra with breast inserts, a white blouse, earrings, a necklace, a long black wig and high-heeled shoes. There was also a small bag that I assumed contained makeup.
I didn’t think it wise to question the omission of panties so sat on the bed and pulled the tights up my legs, the sensation was overwhelming, the absence of leg hair made the tights feel sensational and my prick began to get hard. I tried to hide my excitement and stood to finish pulling the tights up and turned my back to him. When I had finished he told me to put the shoes on, I struggled with these, although they fitted, balancing and walking in them was very difficult. Wobbling precariously he came up behind me and put his hands on my hips. I froze which at least found my balance. His hands slid from the top of my hips around my front and caressed and stroked my semi hard cock, he then pushed the tights down so that they were just under my balls and so that my cock stuck out. Wrapping a hand around my penis he began a wanking motion just on the cockhead moving his hand back and forth and squeezing and releasing his hand pressure. I had never had a sexual experience with a man and was inwardly disgusted at his actions; however, my cock had other ideas and grew very hard at the wanking sensations being played upon it.
He stopped and told me to continue dressing but to leave my tights where they were and to leave the skirt until last. So with a hardon displayed I donned the bra, blouse and jewellery. When I reached for the skirt I was told to put the wig on and apply the makeup first. Not being experienced at either of these I did the best I could although in hindsight I’m sure the makeup could have been much better. He told me to apply the deep red lipstick thickly which I did.
I stood before him in makeup, wig, bra, blouse, tights and heels with a prick so hard it hurt. He eyed me up and down for 5 – 10 minutes then simply said pull your tights up and put the skirt on. The tights held my cock against me and because the skirt was pleated the bulge didn’t show too much. When I was done he took me by the hand and led me downstairs.
He had set-up the house so that all the curtains were pulled and sufficient lights were on to allow us to see but so that it wasn’t glaring. He led me to the sitting room where the TV was playing a porno film of transvestites sucking and fucking and wanking. He told me to stand and watch the porno whilst he poured himself a drink, I watched fascinated by the scenes unfolding o n the TV. I don’t quite know how long I stood but when I turned around he was sat on the sofa watching me, he had taken his jacket off.
He beckoned me to sit beside him, which I did, and he put his arm around my shoulder. Playing with my hair and feeling my false breasts we watched the porno until he had finished his drink.
He stood up and stood close to me and opening my legs with his feet he stood between my knees. Slowly he removed his shirt, then his shoes and socks, the unbuckled his trousers and let them drop to the floor. I sat pressed back into the sofa as he lowered the front of his pants and a large 8” semi hard cock sprang into view. Kicking off his pants he stood before me again and masturbated hard, he wanked like he had wanked me, concentrating on the cock head and squeezing and releasing the pressure on his penis. I didn’t know if he was going to spunk over me and was frightened that he would. When precum started to flow from his prick hole he stopped wanking and placed both hands on the back of my head, pulling me forward until the tip of his prick was a inch from my lips he told me to relax and then forced his prick into my mouth. I instantly tasted his cum and was revolted by the experience but he just held my head and then slowly started fucking my mouth. To ease the discomfort I used saliva to lubricate his cock and my mouth but this just increased the sensation for him. After a while he pushed so far down my throat I thought I would choke and then he stopped and stepped backward.
He sat beside me and pulled and played with his still hard penis. I could see traces of the lipstick I had been wearing along its shaft. He waved his hand for me to move and sit on his lap, which I did.
Immediately he ran his hands up my legs under my skirt and felt and squeezed my prick. Whether I liked it or not being forced to take his prick in my mouth had made me very hard. He pushed me backwards so that the top half of my body lay on the sofa, my backside lay on his lap and my legs lay on the reaming part of the sofa. He raised my skirt and pulled the front of the tights down to just below my balls, and then he wanked me just as he had done himself. The sensation was incredible. I had been forcibly feminised and made to suck cock and was in the process of being wanked of by a stranger who had invaded my house less than 3 hours ago.
The wanking he was giving was having an effect and I started to feel the cum building in my balls. He took my hand and placed it on my cock so that I should continue to wank myself, make it last as long as you can he told me. Wanking, squeezing, and pulling my cock whilst dressed as a female and laid on the lap of a stranger was too much, even if my rationale mind didn’t like it my cock and cum had other ideas. He must have sensed I was getting close to cumming and he slapped my hand away. He lifted my legs so that my heels were together and my legs straight up in the air, then he pulled my prick between my legs so that he could have access to my arse and cock at the same time. He took my hands and placed them up my legs so that I could support them and keep them together and then started his final pumping of my tool. As I was about to cum he squeezed my balls and I shot off streams of cum across his lap, across the sofa and across the floor. I know I had never cum that hard before. When I was finished he pushed me off the sofa and on to the floor where I landed on my back, immediately he knelt over me so that his knees were under my armpits and then lent forward so that his hardon was over my mouth. Shifting forward some more his prick enter my mouth and it what could only be described as sexual press-ups he fucked my mouth hard. After dozen or so strokes he tensed and pumped my mouth full of hot sticky semen.
He rose, slowly dressed and made himself presentable. I lay on the floor cum running from the corners of my mouth, my skirt raised, tights around my thighs and to my surprise a prick that was ready to cum again.
From his bag he used a digital camera to photograph me in my obviously humiliating position and then he left. His only parting words were that he would call again.
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Two weeks later, just after 09:30 when I had just about got over the male intruder there was a knock on the front door. I answered it innocently and had flash backs to the last time as I was pushed backwards into the house. He stood before me again, well dressed although informally this time. I told you I’d call again, you know the score, get upstairs and in the shower. There was little point in arguing so a turned and headed for the bathroom. I looked down from the landing and saw him lock the door and then enter each room and it darken as the curtains were pulled and lights lit. I was stepping into the shower when I heard a car arrive and the front door open and close. I’d hadn’t been in the shower 5 minutes when a tube of hair remover was thrown over the top and he told me to turn the water off and paste myself. I did as I was told and then rinsed myself off, not a trace of body hair remained. He then threw me some moisturising shower crème and after this had been applied and rinse I stepped from the shower with a skin so smooth and silky it was incredible. He sat and watched from the bathroom chair and motioned me to stand before him. I stood knee to knee with him and he cupped my balls and prick in his hands, he pulled and worked my prick until it was hard and then he started to wan me, as before he gripped me hard and then wanked the tip. He pulled sharply down on my balls and I groaned at the pain. He pushed me away and taking my hand led me to the bedroom. On the bedroom chair sat a woman of about 35 years, very smartly dressed in a business suit, grey jacket, white blouse, knee length skirt and black tights I suppose they could have been stockings, high patent heels. She had shoulder length dark hair and was well made up. So this is sissy she remarked, not talking to me at all. Let’s get him worked up shall we. She stood before me and opened her small handbag and proceeded to feed me a couple of tablets, swallow them and he then passed me a tumbler of whiskey. I swallowed not knowing what d**gs they were forcing me to take but to my surprise she then took two of the same tablets washed down with whiskey and so did he. I felt some relief the tablets may not kill me then. She sat back down and he stood beside her, I gathered she was in control now. Put the tights and shoes on that are on the bed she commanded, I gathered the tan coloured sheer tights and pulled them up my silky legs and over my prick and backside, as before the sensation was amazing and my prick immediate got hard. I slipped in to the shoes that had a 4-inch heel. Turning back to the for further instructions she bid me to the vanity chair and the proceeded to apply a wig and makeup to me. It took her best part of half an hour and I guess it was the d**gs that then kicked in. My prick was so hard it felt it would burst and she laughed when she saw my discomfort. Look at sissy she said to him who came over to stand beside her. She unzipped his fly and released a cock that was every bit as hard as mine and then she wanked him hard right in front of my face. I’ll give you one chance sissy she said, and the told me to take his cock as far down my throat as I could and to leave a lipstick ring at the cock base, carefully I took the cock into my mouth and then tried to work down its length, when I was nearly at its base she placed a hand on the back of my head and pushed me hard into him, I though I would choke and was unable to breath. I made sure I left a red lipstick ring to prove how far I had got and then struggled to free myself and breath. Well done she exclaimed now a little reward. I was laid across the bed her standing at my head and him holding my heels, my tights were pulled to just below my prick and he started to wank me slowly but hard. She lifted her skirt and I was presented with an upturned view of a panty less, hair less pussy that was dripping wet, her pussy framed by stockings. She opened her legs and straddled my head and I licked and tongued her whilst he continued to wank me. I could hear her moaning and groaning and thought she may cum but she stood turned round and presented me with her anal ring to lick and tongue. I had nearly had enough when they both stopped and I was instructed to roll my legs over my head in some perverse gymnast’s position. She then climbed on to the bed and by pushing my hips backwards I was presented with my hard prick inches from my own mouth. Reaching between my legs she then wanked me whilst he squirted baby oil on to her hand the stimulation was incredible and the sight even more so. I lay with my legs over my head, tan tights pulled down and a painful hardon inches from my mouth being wanked using baby oil by a 35 year old woman I hadn’t seen before, he stood at one side taking photos. Before long I was ready to spill me seed and she expertly directed a torrent of cum all over my face and into my mouth. She continued to wank me until I could produce no more and then got off the bed and I felt relief as my legs resumed a more normal position. He click away with the camera ensuring my cum covered face was in the frame. Go and shower and be quick about it were her words and I made my way to the bathroom for the second time that morning, the strange thing was my prick was as hard, maybe even harder than ever, it had never gone down, the tablets were I assumed Viagra and I sensed a 6 to 8 hour hardon despite the cum that could be extracted.
After a time in the shower the females voice told me to get a move on and so I completed washing and stepped out of the shower to dry myself, my cock was still rock hard. She was seated on the bathroom chair and when I was nearly dry she took my hand and pulled me towards her. She raised her skirt so that the tops of her stocking and her panties could be seen and then parted her legs. Turning me around she pulled me backwards so that I stood facing away from her but I could feel her stocking clad legs on the outside of mine. I felt her hand between my legs and she pulled and played with my balls for quite a while, Then she moved on to my prick and grasped it tightly and began to wank me, pulling my cock down so that it pointed at the floor. She called to the male and he entered the bathroom, he was dressed in a short dress, black nylons, high heels and had a very good makeup job and wig to complete his dressing. Look what I’ve got for you she said as she continued to wank me, why don’t you give it a little sucking? He knielt in front of me and opened his mouth and then moving forward she placed my cock in his mouth. I could feel him sucking gently and was getting excited, she stopped wankoing me so the only sensation I could feel was being sucked. I felt her part my arse cheeks and she thrust a finger up my arse which made me push my cock deeper into the sucking mouth. Get up she told my sucker which he did and he also moved backwards. Now boys, your to change places, reluctantly I moved from between hers legs and he moved to take my place. On yours knees and lick those lips she said to me. I knelt in front of him, a foot or so away from the front of his dress. Slowly she slid her hands up his dress and I could make out much fondling and caresseing of his arse, balls and prick. Hold your dress up sweety she said and he lifted the dress so that it was around his waist. He had pantyhose on, black sheer pantyhose that stretched across his large erect prick that was held upward by red panties and by the hose. Whilst he held his dress around his waist, she slowly lowered the pantyhose and panties and his prick fell free, with his hose and panties lowerd to just under his balls she reached forwrad to me and guided my head forward so that I had little option but to take his cock in my mouth.
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