I posted about this before, but wanted to elaborate a little more. A month or so ago, I met the alph
I posted about this before, but wanted to elaborate a little more. A month or so ago, I met the alpha man. I’d met him before, when I was allowed to watch him pleasure the hell out of my mistress. Met him again when she requested I meet him at the same “hooker hotel” and suck his dick. This latest meeting with him was for him to use my sissy pussy for his pleasure.I’d only been fucked with my mistress’ girl cock, her thick (I thought) dildo. When she did that to me, I cum like crazy for her. It felt so good, it was so pleasurable, I loved every second and stroke she gave me. I thought I was prepared to get fucked by a real man with a fat cock. I was WRONG.Things started off with me trying to give him good head. His cock is VERY thick and tough for me to get far into my mouth, much less into my throat. I tried to give him a good suck. I doubt it was a good as he wanted. He told me to suck his balls and I tried. His balls are large too and I didn’t want to hurt him. In the end, he grabbed his balls and tried shoving both of them into my mouth. I’ll damn sure do a better job next time, knowing what he wants/did isn’t painful and to show him I’m his bitch and will pleasure him however I can.He had me lie flat, face down on the bed. He lubed his cock and pushed that fat stick into me. To say it was breathtaking is an understatement. Experiencing my mistress’ thick dildo was nothing like the feeling I had while his fat head was pushing into me. It was breathtaking. It was not painful, just uncomfortable in a way I cannot describe. I hoped I would get relief after his head was in me, but I did not. He has a very thick shaft too and there was no relief. My sissy pussy was stretched and stretched and he pushed farther into me. It seemed like he never stopped; I knew how long he was from sucking his dick, but he seemed never ending when pushing into me and then he started stroking my sissy pussy.He stroked me and the discomfort never stopped. His girth was so uncomfortable to me. Ever heard the expression from women, “He rearranged my guts”? It’s not a saying. That fat cock pushed whatever was in the way of his fat dick OUT of the way. I cried out, I pulled at the headboard, I hated knowing people nearby could her me crying out like a bitch through the thin walls. Every one that could hear me, and there’s no doubt they could, I’d been there and heard chicks cumming through the walls knew everyone that could hear me knew I was getting dicked down.I cum like a bitch, even with the discomfort. I cried out and he didn’t stop fucking me. When he pulled out of me and was getting cleaned up, I got off the bed, saw a wet spot on the sheets the size of my hand, and saw sissy jizz hanging out my sissy clit halfway to my knees. My guts were rearranged and I hoped they’d go back to where they were supposed to be. I was holding my lower abdomen, not sure what I was feeling. But I knew one thing: that was the big dicked man in the room and there was no way in hell I would not come back to the hooker hotel and get fucked like his bitch. I knew what my role was… -- source link
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