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+add as contact well here's some more fantasy for you folks. definitely fantasy this time. though if any local doms to me are reading...
Cock by Chance chapter two
Cock by chance 2
So I had been waiting for three days for a phone call from the dom I had met in the local toilets.
The man who had made me to strip naked, pushed his cock into my mouth and then had me. Well not exactly had as I was begging him to fill me with his seed.
I was on tenterhooks. The last thing he had said to me was that he expected me to be dressed the next time I saw him.
To that end I had been shopping. At a specialist shop in a nearby town that had a very accommodating attitude towards sissies like me.
I had bought a pair of strappy sandals with four inch heels. I loved them, bright red and very sexy. Then I had bought five pairs of nylons of various colours. I love wearing stockings and they went well with the white 6 clip suspender belt that I bought to go with them.
To go with them I had bought 5 pairs of Brazilian briefs that just fit like a second skin.
And for the first time, I had bought a cock cage. A little chastity device for my little clitty. It fitted snugly round my balls and clit and meant I could not get a full hard on, but when I tried it I was still as randy as ever !
I splashed out on a realistic wig. It was black hair with a ponytail. It had an adjuster that meant that I could tighten it so it would not move. I imagined Daddy holding my pony and mouthfucking me. My clit was hard just thinking it.
Next I bought a small tartan skirt that barely covered my bottom and a tight white blouse cut for a female that showed off my stiff little nipples.
As I had spent so much, the owner gave me a whole bunch of makeup and perfume free.
I was in heaven. I had gone home, stripped naked and used Veet all over my body until I was smooth and hairless.
For the next day I experimented with the makeup, learning how to make myself more like a sissy and less like an effeminate man.
I dressed and put the makeup on. Looked in my full length mirror. Decided that the gurl I saw there was well and truly worth fucking. Lifted my skirt to show the bulge in the panties where my clit cage was.
I so wanted to cum at that moment but decided I should hold off as I wanted to be as turned on as possible when He phoned. If He phoned.
I so wanted Him to phone me. Tell me what a slut I was and how He wanted to abuse and humiliate me again. I longed for the taste of His dirty cock in my mouth, His piss stained y fronts smeared on my lips, His dirty fingers with their cracked nails penetrating my cunt.
And then, well into the third day after our first meet He did.
The number came up as unknown, so I was fairly sure that it was him. With trembling fingers I pressed the green button.
“H..hello ?”
“Hello bitch. I told you I’d call.”
“Hello Daddy how lovely to hear from you.”
“Alice slut, I expect good things of you and if I don’t you will be punished.”
“Yes Daddy I understand Daddy” I babbled “I just want to please you and make you happy. Are we going to meet soon please ?”
Did I sound a little whiney then ? Would he like that ? I was on tenterhooks, not knowing if I was pleasing him or not.
“Shut the fuck up and listen. Be on the green on the bench outside the toilet tomorrow at ten am. I hope you have the clothes that I ordered.”
“Yes I have Daddy. I won’t let you down, I promise.”
Then the line went dead.
So the next day I was up early. I made sure that my body was hairless and I douched twice to make sure I was nice and clean for my Daddy. Then I lubed myself, pretending it was his fingers inside me.
I painted my nails (pink) and blew on them to make them dry, feeling very gurly as I did so.
I put on my stockings (the white ones) and clipped them to the suspender belt. Then I clipped my clit cage on. It felt so good, knowing that I would be a good gurl and not be able to play with myself.
Next I put on a white lacy pair of Brazilian panties. They felt fine , being tight to my little bottom. I out on the blouse I had bought and then put on the small tartan skirt.
I flounced around a bit looking at myself in the mirror, thinking how sexy I looked. I am naturally slim and effeminate so the clothes suited me to a T.
I carefully packed my wig and makeup and spare clothes, lube and my stiletto sandals into a small travel bag. It was pink in colour and very girly. But I wanted to be a gurl, so it didn’t bother me.
Finally I put on a pair of loose jogging bottoms and a loose thin jumper to cover the gurly clothes. I finished this with some pink trainers I had bought in TK Maxx.
I was ready. And really, really nervous. I had never dressed this much before. Never gone this far with my gurly feelings. I could feel my clit caged in its little chastity device, straining against the plastic walls.
I picked up my bag. It was twenty to ten and I had a five minute drive.
I arrived at the green and parked my car. Walked down to the toilet block feeling very conspicuous, sure that everyone around me was looking at me, judging me.
I sat down gingerly on the bench and looked around. I could not see the man I called Daddy, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t be here.
I seriously considered leaving then, just driving away, but then I remembered what had happened in the toilet, the humiliation, his cock in my mouth, then my cunt, the feel of him pulsing in me, knowing that I was being used as his cock sleeve.
So I waited. And then there He was.
He wasn’t in his work clothes. He had a pair of corduroy jeans and an old jumper that looked as though it had seen better days. He had his work boots on his feet and he was unshaved.
And there was someone with him. Another man, similar age, slightly shorter and running to fat. He was dressed smarter, but only marginally. He had a large bag with him.
“Hello Alice” Daddy said. “I thought I told you to be dressed.”
“I am Daddy” I replied in a high voice “I’ve got my clothes on under my trackies.”
“That’s not what I said Alice. You should be dressed. Now be a good little bitch, go into the toilet and get changed. Put on your wig and makeup and come out here again. Then I’ll think about a punishment for you disobeying me.”
I must have looked shocked.
“Go on. You’re a slut. You know you want to. Your sort likes to be abused an humiliated. Go.”
So I got up and went in the toilet. I took off my trackies and straightened my skirt and blouse. Then I fitted the wig and adjusted it and applied my makeup.
Then I put on my gorgeous red sandals with the four inch heels.
I put a little mirror on the sink and applied the false eyelashes and then mascara’ d them. I put on foundation and then blusher and a cerise waterproof lipstick. Finally I sprayed some Givenchy around my neck.
I put my clothes away, took a deep breath and tottered out uncertainly on my heels out into the sunlight.
As I walked out an elderly woman walked past with her dog. It was a ridiculously large dog for her. It looked like an Alsatian or Malinois and its head was as high as her waist.
She was a good looking woman, nice figure for her age which I guessed was mid to late sixties.
She was dressed in a figure hugging dress. It fleetingly crossed my mind that she maybe being fucked by the dog and then the thought was gone.
She looked at me, did a double take and a small, disgusted look came over her face.
Blushing furiously, I walked back round to the bench where Daddy and his friend were waiting.
Daddy looked at me and I could see the lust in his eyes. At that moment I felt proud that I had managed to make him lust after me.
“Took your time slut. More punishments.” He sat casually down on the bench.
I looked nervously around. Daddy’s friend was looking at me and it wasn’t a friendly look. Rather it looked like he wanted to ravage me. I shivered and wondered if he were here to fuck me as well. My mind went into overdrive imagining being spit roasted by these two older men.
I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop them, it was what I wanted, what I desired , would, I knew, beg for.
My revery was brought back by a sharp word from Daddy.
“Alice bitch get over here and over my knee.”
“What.. what do you mean Daddy ?”
“Exactly what I say. Get over my knee so I can spank you.”
I didn’t move, the implications of being publicly spanked not sinking in.
“Now Alice. Unless you want me to leave. Of course that means no cock for little cock slut Alice. No feeling Daddy pulsing inside her. No mouthful of Daddy’s large stiff cock.”
Well, he had me at ‘cock’. I walked over to him and awkwardly placed myself face down over his knee.
I felt him pull up my skirt. His friend spoke for the first time.
“Very nice Frank. Look at that arse. And she’s wearing a cock cage. I’m fucking rampant in my pants to get some of that.”
“Calm down Ray. Plenty of time for that. I agree though. She’s a nice little find.”
As he was talking, I could feel his hand rubbing my bottom. It felt good. The slap that followed felt slightly less good.
And then he was on me, spanking me, taking his time to share the slaps onto each cheek. I could feel tears starting in my eyes and was glad I had waterproof mascara on.
Eventually he stopped. I looked up and saw the woman with the dog. She had the disgusted look on her face still, but it had changed. She looked… turned on by the scene she saw.
When she saw I was looking, she looked away, the disgusted look coming back and she walked off, the dog obediently following. I had another thought of her on all fours being seen to by her faithful hound. Then I had another vision of me on my knees being fucked by the dog’s ten inch cock.
“Get up and wipe your tears bitch” Daddy said “Follow me down the green. By the way, this is my mate Ray. You will obey him as well. And you will call him Uncle Ray. Understand ?”
“Yes daddy. Pleased to meet you Uncle Ray. I hope you will be pleased with me.”
“Oh I know I will” he replied, grabbing his crutch and massaging his package. I glanced down and could see that there was a large bulge there. I blanched a little at the size, but mostly I wanted his cock in me.
And so I dabbed my eyes with a tissue and faithfully walked behind my Daddy and his friend across the green to some woods.
I was deeply aware of how I looked and could not get the woman’s look of lust out of my mind’s eye.
I wondered what was going to take place.
I was soon to find out.
We moved into some thicker woods at the bottom of the green and had to push our way through some thicker foliage. I’m afraid I acted quite gurly and pushed the branches apart delicately, careful not to break my nails.
As we moved deeper into the woods, Uncle Ray kept feeling up my bottom, his fat fingers pushing into the crack through my panties. I felt both slightly disgusted and completely turned on.
Eventually, we broke out into a clearing. You know how Rhododendrons create a little cave sometimes by curving over ? That’s what there was here. A small clearing about 5 metres square with branches overhead.
It was very quiet here and I guessed that no one would hear us this far into the woods. Certainly it was not suitable for dog walkers.
As I looked round, I could see the signs that picked this out as a regular cruising spot. There were tissues dotted about her and there and several used condoms lay on the floor.
On one side there was a pair of used panties and on the floor below them, a flowery dress.
On the other side of the clearing, a bough from the Rhodies hung over about ten feet in the air. Hanging from the bough was a piece of rope that split into a ‘Y’ shape and the two ends were tied to either end of a piece of broom handle about 2 feet long.
The other end of the rope was tied off to a branch so that the broom handle could be pulled up and down.
Just the other side of this, there were some low branches with what looked like metal rings screwed into them.
“Set up the camera then Ray and lets have some fun with this little slut.”
Ray took what looked like a professional movie camera out of the bag followed by a tripod and very quickly set it all up.
“What are we going to do first ?” he asked Daddy
“I think the trapeze first don’t you ?”
“Ok” Uncle Ray replied and set the camera so it was pointing at the rope with the broom handle.
“Come over here” Daddy said.
I tottered over to him.
What are you going to do to me ?” I asked in a small voice
“It doesn’t matter whether you know or not bitch. You are just here to do as you are told.”
“Ok I only asked” I replied somewhat archly.
I never saw the slap coming. He hit me full on my left cheek. It wasn’t a hard slap, but it was very shocking.
“Aaah Daddy” I cried not knowing what I had done wrong.
He grabbed me by the jaw and pulled me close.
“You don’t answer me back and you don’t question me. Do you understand cunt ?”
“Yes Daddy, sorry Daddy” I replied, tears staining my cheeks. “I’ll be good Daddy honestly. I’ll do whatever you say. I won’t be rude again Daddy.”
“Well it’s a bit late for that. Now we have to punish you again.”
“No please Daddy, I’ll be good. Please give me a chance.”
“The more you say that, the harsher the punishment.”
I stayed quiet, wondering what the new punishment would be.
Uncle Ray went over to the rope on the tree and lowered the broom handle. Meanwhile Daddy went over to the bag and brought out two Velcro straps.
These fitted by means of hooks on the handle and eyes on the Velcro strips. Then he took my hands and wound the strips around them so that I was bound to the broom handle. Then Uncle Ray pulled on the rope and pulled my hands above my head. I was still standing, but my arms were completely stretched and I had very little movement.
I was very aware that the camera was recording everything now. I was both frightened and excited by what was going on.
Daddy went back to the bag and brought out a cock gag. It was about four inches long and quite thick. It had a bulb on the end of it and a piece of rubber with press studs on it.
I knew what this was – I had fantasised about using one before. The rubber cock fitted in your cunt or your mouth and the bulb expanded it so it fitted tightly. If it was in your mouth, then the strap would hold it on.
It was clear that this was meant for my mouth as Daddy stepped up and pushed it against my lips.
“Is this my punishment Daddy ?” I asked in a tremulous voice.
“No. and you have just made your punishment worse by talking back”
“I’m sorry Dad…ufff.” I could not talk anymore as he pushed the rubber cock into my mouth then quickly pulled the strap round the back of my head and tightened it, holding the dildo in.
He walked to the front of me and looked at me. He could see a frightened little gurl, wondering what was going to happen next.
I wondered what I looked like as he started to pump up the rubber cock. My hands over my head, my white blouse tight against my taut nipples. The tartan dress riding up over my bottom, showing off my panties. My legs encased in the fine denier stockings ending in the red stiletto sandals.
I was utterly and completely in this man’s thrall now. As the cock expanded in my mouth, I felt a wave of humiliation sweep over me and along with that, a sexual pleasure I had never felt before. My clit strained against its cage as I hung from the trapeze as daddy called it.
“There, how’s that ? Comfy ?” He asked
“Yef fank yuf Daddy” was all I could reply. The cock was filling my mouth now, the taste of rubber strong on my tongue. I could see Uncle Ray had his cock out now and was gently wanking it. I realised I had underestimated the size. He must have been all of nine inches and fat. And all very stiff.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of it. That is until Daddy put the blindfold on me. Now I was thoroughly scared and cowed. I started to imagine all sorts of things that they could do to me. I tried to talk but all that came out was mewling noises.
The next thing I felt was my knickers being pulled down. They went right down and came off one leg. I heard Uncle Ray say something.
“Here, give them to me. I need a wank and I’ll fill the gusset with cum for when you put them back on her.”
Then I felt my legs being kicked apart and a finger pushing in between my cheeks to my tight cunt.
The finger was obviously lubed as it penetrated me straight away and felt like it went right into the last knuckle. All I could do was whimper into my gag.
A voice came by my ear. Daddy.
“Two fingers now bitch then three. I may even fist you.”
The next thing that happened was that the broom handle was lowered a little and then daddy’s hands bent me over so my bottom was sticking out.
“Got all this on film Ray ? There will be men wanking over this on Squirt tonight.”
He kicked my feet apart again and I felt him push three fingers in me this time. he got into a rhythm and I felt myself pushing back against his fingers, until I was rocking back and forth on them.
“Get a close up of this Ray” I heard Daddy say “The little slut loves being fisted – look three fingers in and she’s fucking herself on me. Listen to her too.”
I could hear myself. Little inarticulate moans escaping through the gag. I couldn’t stop fucking myself on his fingers, it felt so good.
Then it stopped. I gasped through the gag, stepping back a little, desperately trying to find his fingers again. All I found was his harsh laughter.
“No more now my little cum bucket. Time for punishment now.”
I could feel my leg being lifted up and the knickers being put on my leg. Then the other leg and the panties being pulled up. As they settled in their natural place, I could feel a warm wetness around my groin. The Daddy’s hand rubbing the gusset in to my private areas.
“That’s it bitch. Feel Uncle’s cum can you ? Don’t worry, you can lick it out later.”
Then his hand was gone and I wondered what was coming next.
The next voice I heard was Uncle Ray.
“Punishment for the slut now. 10 strokes of the cane. Judging by the noises you’ve been making, I’d say you are going to enjoy this.”
Then I felt the rope being lowered again and my hands being untied. But my relief was short lived as they were pulled behind my back and reattached to the ends of the broom handle.
Then a collar was attached to my neck, pulled snug tight. Someone was putting something round my ankles, it felt like more Velcro straps. My feet were kicked apart and something clicked onto the straps and then. I realised that I now had a spreader bar between my ankles. It was about two feet long and completely hobbled any movement I had.
Then the rope was pulled back up and my arms with it behind my back. I could not do anything but bend forward as they were pulled up.
The next thing was that something was attached to my collar and then I was pulled down and the other end of the chain or rope was attached to the spreader bar.
Now I was standing on my stilettos (barely) with my hands being pulled up behind me and the rope pulling me down, it being just too short to be comfortable.
I realised that I must have looked like the gurls I had seen in videos. The ones I had masturbated to, wished I were them.
If, dear reader you are not sure what position I was in, perhaps this short video will elucidate my position:
https://xhamster.com/videos/sissy-strappado-11285791
His hands were on me again as he pulled aside my knickers and readied me for his fingers again.
Then his fingers were back in me. But four this time, reaming and corkscrewing in and out of my poor abused cunt.
My muffled squeals only seemed to spur him on and I could swear that I felt his thumb making its way into my battered cunt now.
Then his fingers were gone and I was left hanging there. I swung about. I could almost see myself, hanging there, arms behind my back, blindly looking around desperately trying to see if anyone was there, the gag only letting me make small mewling sounds, the saliva dripping out of the corners of my mouth.
The next thing I knew, there was a swishing sound and a cane hit my bottom, clearly on both buttocks. I squealed, a really gurly squeal through the gag. Part of me was so turned on by that squeal. The rest of me wondered how much more I would suffer.
Another, then another and so on until my poor bottom was burning and tears were streaming inside the blindfold, running onto my cheeks.
Then the beating stopped and I hung there thankful.
And that’s when Daddy fucked me.
The first thing I knew was feeling his manhood push against the crack of my bottom. But he didn’t stop, he just kept pushing, entering me easily thanks to the fisting he had given me.
“What’s she like Mate ?” I heard Uncle Ray ask.
“She’s a slack whore” Daddy answered
“She won’t be for me” Uncle Ray said
“No one is for you Ray, not even horses. Now you slut, make some noise.”
His cock was reaming me now, pushing in right to the hilt and then coming almost out. There was no doubt Daddy was a master at fucking sissy sluts like me. I mewled and moaned into the gag as he fucked me ruthlessly. I could feel his gorgeous manhood fucking my cunt and ruining me.
But I didn’t care. This was my Daddy fucking me and he had every right to do so because I had sold myself to him, allowed him to humiliate, abuse and ravage me. I couldn’t blame him if he took advantage because I had allowed him could I ?
Eventually my squeals must have got to him because I heard his breath shorten and he was fucking me harder if that was possible.
Then he was cumming in me. It seemed like he went on forever, shooting his load into me. I gladly milked his cock with my cunt muscles, anxious to get every drop out of my daddy’s balls.
And then he was slipping out of me and I heard myself moan through the gag “noooooo…”
But then Uncle Ray was on me. I felt his enormous glans push at my entrance. The mushroom head pushed hard. I was glad that Daddy had prepared me, but when he pushed into me, I realised just how big he was. He just continued pushing until all of his nine inches was inside of me and then stopped.
I was full of him. Completely full. I had used dildoes on myself before but nothing came close to the full feeling I had now. It had hurt when he first pushed into me but now it was just a dull ache.
Then he started to fuck me. I had never felt anything like it. His thick nine inch cock flashing in and out of me, filling me, emptying me, filling me again. I was so turned on that I had this man, this superior to me fucking me. I made noises I didn’t think I would make and it seemed to drive him on.
I could feel my eyes roll up in my head as he reached his climax and then his lovely manhood was pumping what seemed like gallons of cum into me.
Then he was gone, my panties slipping back into place. I remembered what Daddy had made me do last time and I bore down, feeling their mixed cum slipping out of me and into the gusset of the panties. I wondered if they would make me lick it up.
I hung there for I don’t know how long, then I felt my arms released and the blindfold taken off, the gag removed. I sank to my knees, rotating my arms and moving my jaw, getting feeling back.
Daddy came in front of me, his cock hanging down. He only said three words.
“Clean me bitch.”
I shuffled closer and took his limp cock into my mouth, my tongue lathing his cock and his glans, licking off the cum accumulated there.
Then he pulled away and Uncle Ray took his place. There was more cum on his cock, a mixture of both of their seeds. But I eagerly took his cock into my mouth, even though it filled me completely to the point of gagging.
And then he pulled back. Daddy came over and ruffled my hair.
“You did alright for a slut bitch.”
“Thank you daddy. I just want to make you proud of me.”
“You have got a long way to go before that happens. Don’t get above yourself slut.”
“No Daddy, I won’t but I will keep trying to make you proud of me.”
“Well let’s make a start. Take the panties off. You know what to do.”
“Yes Daddy.”
I stood up and took the panties off and sank to my knees again. Looked down into the gusset that was swimming with cum. Looking up into Daddy’s eyes, I lowered my tongue to the panties and licked the first layer of ropey cum up to my mouth. My eyes never strayed from my daddy as I licked up his and Uncle Ray’s cum.
He however, got bored with watching me and was looking around. Knowing I would be punished if I stopped or looked away, I kept lapping at the panties until all of the cum was gone. One final sweep to make sure and I held them up to Daddy to get his approval.
But he wasn’t looking at me. He was looking at the break in the bushes where we had come in.
And there, looking straight at me was the woman I had seen with the dog earlier.
I don’t know how much she had seen of the action. Almost certainly she had seen me licking out the panties. The dog stood beside her gently panting.
And the look on her face wasn’t disgust anymore. No it was lust. I could see by the way her eyes were flicking from me to uncle Ray’s cock and back again, by the way she kept licking her lips.
“Who the fuck are you ?” Daddy asked.
“She wasn’t cowed.
“My names Annabel. I heard your slut mewling and came to see what was going on.”
Uncle Ray was playing with his cock and I could see it was getting stiff again. Good lord the man had some stamina. I wondered how much seed he had left in his balls, longed for it to be in me.
I could see that she was nervous but standing her ground. Her eyes kept flicking to Uncle Ray’s cock, her tongue again poking out, wiping her lips. The dog had lay down, apparently bored with what was going on.
“So you thought you’d come and see the fun then ?” Daddy asked “and what do you think now ? I see you looking at Ray’s cock. Do you want some Annabel ? Do you want to get on your knees and take a mouthful of his enormous manhood ? Do you want to turn over and let him take you doggy, your breasts flapping about as he takes you from behind ? I rather think you do.”
“Don’t be disgusting.” She replied. I was just, er interested to see what the noise was and what you were doing to that young man there.”
“Oh hear that Alice ? She thinks you are a man. Tell her what you are Alice. Tell her exactly what you are. And be respectful.”
“Yes Daddy” I replied. I wondered how to play this. Then I decided that I would be completely honest.
“Please Mistress, I am Daddy’s slut. I adore and obey him as he gives me what I want and need – complete domination, humiliation and lots and lots of cum.”
I licked my lips and brushed a stray hair back from my wig.
“I’m a submissive sissy slut who loves to be used by my elder and betters. I love to be dressed as a gurl as it strips my masculinity and leaves me only wanting to be controlled. My clitoris is caged so I can’t play with it or orgasm and this leaves me constantly horny which pleases my Daddy and my Uncle Ray.”
“Well” she said “It takes all sorts to make the world go around I suppose, though it does seem quite disgusting. Mind you, I expect that turns you on. I saw the look on your face when I first saw you. You saw the look of disgust on my face and I rather think that you revelled in that.”
“Yes Mistress you are correct. One of my main motivators is to be humiliated and used by my superiors.”
I noticed that uncle Ray had wandered over so he was behind her now. He sidled up to her and before she could stop him, he had placed his hands on her ample breasts, squeezing and pinching the nipples.
She struggled to get him off, but to no avail. She was obviously getting flustered, but less obviously she was getting turned on.
“Get off me you bastard. No leave me alone.” Her hands were trying to push Uncle Ray off, but they were becoming weaker as she became more aroused.
Now we could see her nipples through the thin bra and thin dress she was wearing. They were gorgeous, huge and like organ stops.
“No, please stop.. uuhh… please, oh that’s not right..”
Uncle Ray’s hand went down to her crutch, pulling up the dress and rubbing her through her panties. They were lovely panties too, hipster and mauve. I wanted them.
“No, stop, please don’t do this” she almost moaned. Her body was rigid, but I could see that her crutch was rubbing into his hand. “Oh god, please don’t do this.”
“Why not ?” Uncle Ray replied “You love it really, don’t you ?”
His hand disappeared into her panties and she gave a little gasp and her eyes glazed as his finger entered her.
As she started to push against his finger, Daddy walked over to her and pulled her dress off over her head. She had a good body and her breasts still looked full and firm. Her nipples were clearly outlined against her thein bra.
“Please, no, this has got to stop… mmm oh god that feels so good, no please don’t.”
Then daddy had her bra off and was sucking on her left nipple, his hand squeezing the other one. Annabel moaned as the sensations of his lips and Uncle Rays finger ripped through her. Daddy pulled her panties off.
Daddy nodded to Uncle Ray and stepped back. Uncle Ray pushed her forward until she overbalanced and went down onto her knees. He followed her down and pushed her head into the soil so that her bottom stood up.
I could see that Uncle Ray was fully erect now and I looked on jealously as he grabbed his cock and lined it up on her sopping cunt. She had a large cunt with big labia. She was still begging him to stop.
“Please, I don’t want to do this. Please don’t, this is against my …”
And that was when Uncle Ray shoved his large cock into her up to the hilt. I could see her face as it entered her. A look of shock, then one of pure sexual greed as her inner muscles clamped around him.
It was so exciting seeing these two older people fucking, his enormous manhood flashing in and out of her loose cunt.
At one point he pulled her up, so her body was upright against his, still fucking her. Daddy came over and grabbed her head and pushed his cock into her mouth.
She was like a mad thing, desperately sucking his cock as Uncle Ray ruined her with his cock.
She came then. A great shuddering cum, her heavy breasts shaking as the orgasm broke over her. It had an effect on the two men as well as I could see daddy shooting his load over her face and Uncle Ray squirting into her.
I was desperate to get some action. Here I was on all fours, still in the spreader bar, my hands with the Velcro straps on them free. I wanted to rip off my clit cage and wank, but I knew I would be punished.
After that Daddy undid all of my straps and let me rest on the floor. As I was lying there on my back, Mistress came and sat on my face.
For the next ten minutes I licked her sopping cunt until she came in a rush of juices all over my face.
And all of this time the camera was rolling.
I was to be an internet porn star.
Daddy said I was a very good gurl. Next week would be in his garage.
I am a very lucky gurl.
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