Honey, it's time we had a talk.
Now, I know that you've been very good at serving me since we agreed that your place is at my feet. You've been a good boy. Every night when I come home, the dinner is ready, you're in your pretty panties, kneeling on the floor by the door with my slippers in your mouth and your hands clasped behind your back just like I told you.
However, there's something still missing from our lives. You do a good job satisfying me with your mouth on my pussy but that cock of yours... You know it just doesn't do enough for me. It's just inadequate.
Now, now. Back when we were dating I told you that "size doesn't matter" and all those platitudes but I wasn't being totally honest. It does, matter, honey. A woman likes to feel something when she's being fucked. Something filling her up. Something of substance. That thing you have between your legs is just pathetic. That's one reason why I started putting you in panties because you're certainly not a man. You're a sissy with a little cock-let. A prick-let.
You have to admit that you've known for a while that you don't satisfy me with that little thing, don't you?
That's why I've been looking around on Craig's List and Adult Friend Finder and I think I've found the perfect solution. I've found a real man. But, don't worry, honey. It's not like I've been running around behind your back. I've had a few conversations but I haven't met any of these men. I've really had to comb through quite a few guys as my standards have been very strict. And, good news for both of us, I think I've found someone that will help us both. His name is Dave and he should be here any minute. Now, go pour us two vodka gimlets, put them on the table, and wait in your spot. I'm going to freshen up. If he knocks on the door, answer it and show him in.
* * *
Oh, good, I'm glad you made it okay. I had my husband pour you a drink. Your favorite, I believe. Did you have any trouble finding the place?
I have to say, you look even better in person than you did in your pictures. Simply scrumptious.
Are you feeling okay having my husband here with us? I want you to feel completely comfortable around him. And, if things work out the way we talked about, he'll just have to get used to you, too, won't he? It's about time we had a real man in this house.
And, speaking of, would you... would you mind showing it to me? Please?
Oh, yes. That is wonderful. Isn't it wonderful, honey? Look at that. Even when it's soft it's bigger than yours. But I don't think it's going to be soft for long, is it? It likes when I talk about it, doesn't it? I'll do it one better.
Mmmm, I love to feel it growing in my hand. Honey, come over here and watch this. Crawl over to us. Look at the way it's just ballooning in my hand. Doesn't it look delicious?
Answer me, honey. Doesn't it look delicious?
No? Oh, I don't believe you. Here you are in the presence of a superior man. Won't you show him the respect he deserves and compliment his cock? Now, one more time, doesn't it look delicious?
That's better. You need to show Dave some respect. You need to let him know that he's superior to you, because he is. Dave is the kind of man that can satisfy a woman, not like you. You're a sissy panty-waist.
I think you need to see it to believe it.
I'm going to just.... slide down my underwear.... And just... slide... down... onto... Dave's lovely cock.... Oh yes. Oh, that's right... That's what I've needed for so long.... Oh, shit. Oh, yes. This is just want I needed.
A Real.
Fucking.
Man.
To.
Fuck.
Me.
Good.
Oh, shit. Yes. Oh, fuck. I could just ride this cock for hours. It's been so long since I've felt this full. This stuffed by a man between my legs. Oh, yes! Yes!
Come closer. I want you to see the way Dave's cock looks when it's sliding up inside me. Look at how full he makes me. Can you see the difference? Can you see how wet he makes me?
I'm just going to slide myself... off of him. Oh, look at the way he stands at attention like that. Mmmm...
Oh, honey, it's okay. You look so sad. But you should be happy. Happy for me. Dave is giving me everything you can't. But, don't worry, we'll keep you around.
You know I'm not about to do any house work! And no one fixes a vodka gimlet quite like you.
Plus, honey, there are going to be times where I'm just too tired or unavailable to take care of Dave's needs. And I know you're more than ready to help out in that regard.
Oh, don't look so shocked. I can see the way you're looking at his manhood. I think we both know that a sissy like you should be hungry for a cock like his. You've dreamed of what it would be like to see and touch a real man's cock, haven't you? You know you can't lie to me. You know I can see that scared little sissy whose tiny dick-let is getting harder at the thought of wrapping his lips around this throbbing cock.
Come now. Let's see it. I want you to clean me off of Dave's cock. It's going to taste just like my pussy so the transition should be pretty easy for you, honey.
Come on, crawl closer. Get up right next to us. Right here between Dave's legs. Don't worry, it won't bite. Just look at it. Look at the veins. You can see how alive it is. Look at the purple color of the head. Look at that smooth skin at the crown. I want you to kiss him right there. Just put your lips on the top.
Now, don't be shy. You can't hide how excited this is making you.
Come closer. Here, I'll hold it for you. Hold still. Just close your eyes. I'll just rub it along your lips. There. Doesn't that feel nice?
Now, just part your lips ever so slightly... That's right.
Open up... just a little... Yes.
Oh, there we go... You're doing a good job... such a natural... Just lean in a little closer... Feel the way it throbs on your tongue. Taste me on the skin. That good, deep taste of me. Right from the core of me. Yes. Oh, honey, you're doing a good job. That's right. Keep taking it in. Just a little bit more. And a little bit more than that.
One of these days you're going to take the whole thing all the way down. I know that seems impossible now but you'll get used to it. We'll help teach you how to deep throat this delicious cock. Yes.
Just take what you can for now, honey. Now, feel that. Listen to how Dave is breathing. Your mouth is making him happy, the same way your mouth makes me happy. You do have a very talented mouth. I makes up in a lot of ways for your... shortcoming.
Now, don't panic but I'm going to put my hand on the back of your head. Yes, just like this. Now, I'm going to push down just a bit. I want to see more of Dave's cock disappear into your warm, willing mouth. Oh, that is priceless. I think you were born to do this. A natural born cocksucker.
It's time to start moving your head up and down. That's right. Good boy. Up and down. Feel your lips sliding up and down that cock. Suck at it a little bit more. I want to see your cheeks collapse in on it. I want to hear Dave groan deeper, the way he was groaning when I was riding that cock.
But you're going to finish him, honey. You're going to take that load... as a sign of respect. You're going to let Dave know that he's the boss of this house from now on. It's only appropriate. We've never had a real man in this house until now. Have we?
No, honey, don't try to answer. And don't try to pull off of his cock. Just take it. Accept it. Learn your place. That's right. Your place is serving Dave. Serving me. You're going to be so much more fun to be around once you learn just where your place is. And one of those places is right here at the end of Dave's dick with your mouth wrapped around it, waiting for him to dump his cum down your throat.
Shhh... shh... don't fight it. Just let it happen. It was inevitable that a little sissy like you would take a load down his throat... But it's better to happen here than in some back alley someplace, isn't it? You're safe here, honey. I'm here to watch this. To see my bitch husband turned into his proper slut self.
Yes... I can see the way you're working that cock now. Like a fucking pro. And the more Dave moans and grunts, the hotter you get and the better you work.
Oh! He's ready! Get ready! Oh? Yes? Oh, here it comes. Here he comes. Right in... yes... Oh yes... Just swallow, honey. Don't try to fight it. Keep it all in. Swallow down every drop. Yes... isn't that good? Oh, you make me so proud, honey.
Come here, give me a kiss. That's a very good boy. You did a very good job, especially for your first time. That was your first time, wasn't it? I know. I know. Hush, I was just kidding. But that was very good. I can't wait to see how you do next time... which should be in about an hour or so when Dave's ready to go again.
We are going to have so much fun!
May 1, 2018
Apr 5, 2018
Shanghai Surprise
The only "people" I'd ever met on Tinder were chatbots who'd send me links to sites asking me to get "verified" -- for a nominal fee, of course.
However, while I was stationed in Shanghai I thought I'd give Tinder another chance. I had been in China for two weeks and was feeling lonely. I missed having anyone to speak with.
The majority of women I saw on Tinder were fellow "ex-pats" -- foreigners to the shores of China from around the globe. I also found many natives and hoped that they spoke English. I did the swipe-right ritual, expecting to find my usual nada, ziltch, zero. Shock of all shocks when I got a match! And, even a bigger surprise, it wasn't a chatbot!
The woman, Elena, had a handful of pictures. She looked to be a few inches north of five feet tall, a few pounds over 100, with straight black hair falling just above her shoulders, with lovely almond eyes and a wicked smirk. We chatted via Tinder for a bit before switching over to WeChat -- the social platform of choice over there.
I never go right to sex when talking to people I meet on Tinder, especially then because, more than anything, I was looking for someone to speak to. My friends in the U.S. were living twelve hours opposite of me, meaning that when I was waking up they were going to bed and vice versa. It'd been two weeks since I'd sat down across a table from someone and shared a meal or a cup of coffee and who could carry on a conversation. Not only did Elena seem capable of holding a conversation but she also wanted to meet me in a few days to help me secure a Chinese SIM card for my mobile phone.
I drove my scooter to the phone store a few kilometers away from my apartment. When I saw her walking toward me, I was dumbstruck. She wore a skirt that came down mid-thigh with kneesocks, a light sweater, and a glowing smile. We met as if we were old friends. She helped me navigate the process of getting a Chinese SIM card. When it came time to pay for my card and phone plan I learned that the store's credit card machine was down. Out of cash, I was in a panic until Elena proffered the 100 RMB they needed. Now I was in her debt even more.
I asked if I could pay her back by taking her to a coffee shop where I knew they took credit cards. She agreed and got on the back of my scooter. It was a cheap thrill having her legs on either side of me. There were a few times I would slow down or stop too quickly and she'd slide into me, sending a charge of electricity through me when I felt the warmth of her against me.
At the coffee shop, I paid for her drink and asked her if I could take her out to dinner in a few days to pay her back the rest of what I owed her. She agreed. We sat and talked for a while. She told me outright that she wasn't interested in being anything more than a friend to me. This disappointed me but I accepted it. I really needed a friend and was glad to have found her. We had similar background in our careers and had a lot to talk about. After a few hours she called a taxi and headed back to her part of Shanghai.
I had had such a great day with Elena, finally being able to converse with someone in English, that not having anyone to talk to again made the next day worse than any of the others since I'd gotten to China.
Elena gave me a call the next afternoon and I think she heard the loneliness in my voice because she asked if she could come over that night and watch a movie with me. I was overjoyed.
I had poor selection of films to choose from -- European art films, a few documentaries, and some Hong Kong action movies. She chose a documentary called A Dancer's Life. She asked if we could turn down all the lights for a more theatrical experience. The TV lit her features as she sat next to me. Again, I felt the warmth from her body and this thrilled me. I felt the uncomfortable pressure of arousal pressing against my clothes and hoped she wouldn't notice. I spent more time thinking about her than watching the movie.
I felt her move closer to me. I put my arm around her and she snuggled closer. She turned her head to look at me and I knew somewhere that I should kiss her. My lips met hers and kissed me harder. I put a hand on breast over her blouse she pulled me closer. I undid a button and slid my hand inside her top to feel her bra. She started undoing the buttons of my shirt.
I didn't want to have a make out session like two teenagers so I leaned back and said, "Let's go to the bedroom." She didn't hesitate when I stood up and made my way down the hall of my little apartment.
The room was lit by a bedside table. I wanted to see her naked. She didn't object when I started undoing the rest of the buttons of her blouse and put it over a chair. Likewise, she let me slide down her skirt. When I saw her matching black bra and underwear I wondered if she had secretly hoped that she'd be seen in them before the night was over. I undid her bra and put it with the rest of her clothes. She sat on the bed and pulled off her underwear while I began taking off my own clothes, letting them hit the floor where they may. I couldn't take my eyes off her. It'd been too long since I'd seen a naked woman much less one so attractive. I admired the black patch of hair between her legs and once I was naked I crawled into the bed to put my head between her legs.
"No!" she cried and I froze. "No, no, it's dirty! It's dirty!" I had been taught that "no means no" so I almost stopped completely until I realized that she was doing some kind of "Brer Rabbit" thing where she was saying that cunnilingus was a "dirty" thing to do. I put my tongue on her pussy and waited for her to push me away. She didn't. Instead, she moaned and protested again, "No, so dirty..." Now I began licking her, tasting her, finding her already wonderfully wet. I felt her body shudder as she cried out and I couldn't believe that she had climaxed already. Then I remembered that she had said it'd been almost a year since she'd broken up with her last boyfriend and I wondered how often she'd been having sex in the meantime. Maybe she was pent up... that would explain why such a pretty girl would go to bed with a slouch like me.
I continued to lick her, and now I did feel her hands on my head but they were pulling me tighter, not pushing me away. I continued to lick her with vigor, sliding my tongue deep inside her until she gasped again. There was no mistaking that she'd had an orgasm that time.
I slid up her body, finding her breasts with my mouth and teasing her nipples with my teeth and tongue. She responded more passionately than I thought possible (I'd later learn that she could bring herself to orgasm just by manipulating her breasts). I lay down next to her, satisfied that our lovemaking was over. That wasn't what she thought. Instead, her hand found my hard-on and began stroking me. It felt so wonderful to have someone else touching me after so long. More than touching, she quickly moved down and put my cock her her mouth, trying to take it all though gagging a bit on it.
She manipulated me with her mouth, making me moan with abandon. She took me out of her mouth and looked up at me to ask, "Do you have a condom?"
"No, no, I don't but that's okay. We don't have to do that," I told her.
She got off the bed and left the room, returning a moment later with a condom that she was tearing open with her teeth. This furthered my suspicion that she may have had ulterior motives in coming over to watch a movie...
She unrolled the condom over my cock before climbing on top of me. Immediately another shudder rocked her body and she cried out. She threw her head back and began writhing on me. Our hands came together and we locked our fingers with one another, pushing and pulling as she rocked up and down on me, occasionally cumming with loud, sexy grunts of pleasure. Finally collapsed onto me, breathing hard, with me still inside. I could feel her muscles gripping and releasing me.
She moved off me and go onto her hands and knees. I got up and moved behind her, sliding inside her once again. She looked over her shoulder at me and this was all it took for me to begin to orgasm. It had been so long since I'd cum that I was afraid I'd overflow the condom. Fortunately, that wasn't the case. Still hard, she fucked me until she orgasmed again and collapsed into a heap on the bed.
I went into the bathroom and flushed the condom before returning to bed where I found her under the covers.
"Will you spend the night with me?" I asked.
"Yes, turn off the light," she said.
I did and then cuddled up next to her. She took my hand and put it on her pussy. It wasn't long before I felt compelled to start fingering her. She protested again but allowed it. I brought her to orgasm again before I slid own to get between her legs once again. "No, no, dirty!" she protested again before I began a marathon session of eating her out. When I crawled back up next to her, she took my cock in her hand, holding it as she fell asleep.
The next morning as we roused she slipped out of the room and came back with another condom, letting me know that she wanted to make love a second time.
As it was a Saturday and we had no other obligations, we spent the day alternating between fucking, ordering take-out food, and talking. Elena left the next day but would return the following Thursday and that was how I spent nearly every weekend after that until I had to leave China. We fucked in the bedroom, on the couch, in the bathroom, and in my kitchenette. I'd never met a woman as voracious and joyous about sex and I doubt I ever will again. Leaving Shanghai and Elena broke my heart.
However, while I was stationed in Shanghai I thought I'd give Tinder another chance. I had been in China for two weeks and was feeling lonely. I missed having anyone to speak with.
The majority of women I saw on Tinder were fellow "ex-pats" -- foreigners to the shores of China from around the globe. I also found many natives and hoped that they spoke English. I did the swipe-right ritual, expecting to find my usual nada, ziltch, zero. Shock of all shocks when I got a match! And, even a bigger surprise, it wasn't a chatbot!
The woman, Elena, had a handful of pictures. She looked to be a few inches north of five feet tall, a few pounds over 100, with straight black hair falling just above her shoulders, with lovely almond eyes and a wicked smirk. We chatted via Tinder for a bit before switching over to WeChat -- the social platform of choice over there.
I never go right to sex when talking to people I meet on Tinder, especially then because, more than anything, I was looking for someone to speak to. My friends in the U.S. were living twelve hours opposite of me, meaning that when I was waking up they were going to bed and vice versa. It'd been two weeks since I'd sat down across a table from someone and shared a meal or a cup of coffee and who could carry on a conversation. Not only did Elena seem capable of holding a conversation but she also wanted to meet me in a few days to help me secure a Chinese SIM card for my mobile phone.
I drove my scooter to the phone store a few kilometers away from my apartment. When I saw her walking toward me, I was dumbstruck. She wore a skirt that came down mid-thigh with kneesocks, a light sweater, and a glowing smile. We met as if we were old friends. She helped me navigate the process of getting a Chinese SIM card. When it came time to pay for my card and phone plan I learned that the store's credit card machine was down. Out of cash, I was in a panic until Elena proffered the 100 RMB they needed. Now I was in her debt even more.
I asked if I could pay her back by taking her to a coffee shop where I knew they took credit cards. She agreed and got on the back of my scooter. It was a cheap thrill having her legs on either side of me. There were a few times I would slow down or stop too quickly and she'd slide into me, sending a charge of electricity through me when I felt the warmth of her against me.
At the coffee shop, I paid for her drink and asked her if I could take her out to dinner in a few days to pay her back the rest of what I owed her. She agreed. We sat and talked for a while. She told me outright that she wasn't interested in being anything more than a friend to me. This disappointed me but I accepted it. I really needed a friend and was glad to have found her. We had similar background in our careers and had a lot to talk about. After a few hours she called a taxi and headed back to her part of Shanghai.
I had had such a great day with Elena, finally being able to converse with someone in English, that not having anyone to talk to again made the next day worse than any of the others since I'd gotten to China.
Elena gave me a call the next afternoon and I think she heard the loneliness in my voice because she asked if she could come over that night and watch a movie with me. I was overjoyed.
I had poor selection of films to choose from -- European art films, a few documentaries, and some Hong Kong action movies. She chose a documentary called A Dancer's Life. She asked if we could turn down all the lights for a more theatrical experience. The TV lit her features as she sat next to me. Again, I felt the warmth from her body and this thrilled me. I felt the uncomfortable pressure of arousal pressing against my clothes and hoped she wouldn't notice. I spent more time thinking about her than watching the movie.
I felt her move closer to me. I put my arm around her and she snuggled closer. She turned her head to look at me and I knew somewhere that I should kiss her. My lips met hers and kissed me harder. I put a hand on breast over her blouse she pulled me closer. I undid a button and slid my hand inside her top to feel her bra. She started undoing the buttons of my shirt.
I didn't want to have a make out session like two teenagers so I leaned back and said, "Let's go to the bedroom." She didn't hesitate when I stood up and made my way down the hall of my little apartment.
The room was lit by a bedside table. I wanted to see her naked. She didn't object when I started undoing the rest of the buttons of her blouse and put it over a chair. Likewise, she let me slide down her skirt. When I saw her matching black bra and underwear I wondered if she had secretly hoped that she'd be seen in them before the night was over. I undid her bra and put it with the rest of her clothes. She sat on the bed and pulled off her underwear while I began taking off my own clothes, letting them hit the floor where they may. I couldn't take my eyes off her. It'd been too long since I'd seen a naked woman much less one so attractive. I admired the black patch of hair between her legs and once I was naked I crawled into the bed to put my head between her legs.
"No!" she cried and I froze. "No, no, it's dirty! It's dirty!" I had been taught that "no means no" so I almost stopped completely until I realized that she was doing some kind of "Brer Rabbit" thing where she was saying that cunnilingus was a "dirty" thing to do. I put my tongue on her pussy and waited for her to push me away. She didn't. Instead, she moaned and protested again, "No, so dirty..." Now I began licking her, tasting her, finding her already wonderfully wet. I felt her body shudder as she cried out and I couldn't believe that she had climaxed already. Then I remembered that she had said it'd been almost a year since she'd broken up with her last boyfriend and I wondered how often she'd been having sex in the meantime. Maybe she was pent up... that would explain why such a pretty girl would go to bed with a slouch like me.
I continued to lick her, and now I did feel her hands on my head but they were pulling me tighter, not pushing me away. I continued to lick her with vigor, sliding my tongue deep inside her until she gasped again. There was no mistaking that she'd had an orgasm that time.
I slid up her body, finding her breasts with my mouth and teasing her nipples with my teeth and tongue. She responded more passionately than I thought possible (I'd later learn that she could bring herself to orgasm just by manipulating her breasts). I lay down next to her, satisfied that our lovemaking was over. That wasn't what she thought. Instead, her hand found my hard-on and began stroking me. It felt so wonderful to have someone else touching me after so long. More than touching, she quickly moved down and put my cock her her mouth, trying to take it all though gagging a bit on it.
She manipulated me with her mouth, making me moan with abandon. She took me out of her mouth and looked up at me to ask, "Do you have a condom?"
"No, no, I don't but that's okay. We don't have to do that," I told her.
She got off the bed and left the room, returning a moment later with a condom that she was tearing open with her teeth. This furthered my suspicion that she may have had ulterior motives in coming over to watch a movie...
She unrolled the condom over my cock before climbing on top of me. Immediately another shudder rocked her body and she cried out. She threw her head back and began writhing on me. Our hands came together and we locked our fingers with one another, pushing and pulling as she rocked up and down on me, occasionally cumming with loud, sexy grunts of pleasure. Finally collapsed onto me, breathing hard, with me still inside. I could feel her muscles gripping and releasing me.
She moved off me and go onto her hands and knees. I got up and moved behind her, sliding inside her once again. She looked over her shoulder at me and this was all it took for me to begin to orgasm. It had been so long since I'd cum that I was afraid I'd overflow the condom. Fortunately, that wasn't the case. Still hard, she fucked me until she orgasmed again and collapsed into a heap on the bed.
I went into the bathroom and flushed the condom before returning to bed where I found her under the covers.
"Will you spend the night with me?" I asked.
"Yes, turn off the light," she said.
I did and then cuddled up next to her. She took my hand and put it on her pussy. It wasn't long before I felt compelled to start fingering her. She protested again but allowed it. I brought her to orgasm again before I slid own to get between her legs once again. "No, no, dirty!" she protested again before I began a marathon session of eating her out. When I crawled back up next to her, she took my cock in her hand, holding it as she fell asleep.
The next morning as we roused she slipped out of the room and came back with another condom, letting me know that she wanted to make love a second time.
As it was a Saturday and we had no other obligations, we spent the day alternating between fucking, ordering take-out food, and talking. Elena left the next day but would return the following Thursday and that was how I spent nearly every weekend after that until I had to leave China. We fucked in the bedroom, on the couch, in the bathroom, and in my kitchenette. I'd never met a woman as voracious and joyous about sex and I doubt I ever will again. Leaving Shanghai and Elena broke my heart.
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