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Testing my limits part 2
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Testing my limits part 2  I wasn't exactly how it was going to work the night of the sleep over. I knew Joe was a little upset at Dawn but they seemed to be dealing with it. In fact Joe and my wife went out several times between our trip to the beach and the night he was going to spend at our house. But I knew my place in the relationship so I was not going to question anything. Saturday morning Dawn took the to her parents house while I did my chores at home. Of course my chores amounted to shaving my body, getting dressed and putting on my make up. When Joe arrived and Dawn had neither returned nor called I realized that this situation had probably been previously planned. Joe was aggressive as soon as he walked in but not overly so, he told me to move out of his way, ordered me to get him a drink by using his favorite "faggot get me a drink." I was uncomfortable but I had seen this side of him before and did what I was told. When I returned with his drink Joe was unbuckling his pants. "I need my cock sucked." I handed him his drink and knelt down in front of him. Truthfully I was not in the mood. He seemed angry and it felt like he was taking it out on me. Yet I still knew my place and sucked him and when I inched him down my throat I could hear him sigh like I was taking the weight of the world off of his shoulders. It took a lot longer than usual to suck him hard but it was worth it, he just stood their while I worked his shaft its entire length. At this point he usually took charge by guiding my head up and down on his cock, but not this time, he remained stiff as a board letting me do all the work. There were times I felt as if he was going to cum but he seemed to relax to fight back the urge. After fifteen minutes my jaw ached and I just wanted it over, it was then I realized blow jobs had become a chore for me, not because I did not like them but because that was my job. I was the toy to be used for anyone's sexual satisfaction. My aching jaw could no longer take it so I turned my attention to his beautifully, shaven balls. I licked them, even sucked them but got very little reaction. The only movement I noticed was when Joe slightly spread his legs so I could get better access. By the time I took his cock back in my mouth I had realized this was who I was, this was what I was for. I was not supposed to make him cum quickly or beg him to fuck me in the ass, I was supposed to do what he wanted to make him feel good and nothing else. I started to crave his cum and it showed. He took the back of my head in his hands. "You like that bitch don't ya?" Of course my mouth was full so all I could do was purr my approval. And with that he fucked my face until he started filling my mouth with his cum. Yet it did not end their, he pulled dick from my mouth and finished cumming all over my face. I thanked him, got up and excused myself to the bathroom, hoping to clean myself up a bit but he followed as he bucked himself back up. As not to offend Joe before wiping my face I gathered the large droplets of sperm from my cheek and licked my finger clean. I cleaned myself up and turned to see him leaning against the bathroom door as if he were blocking my path. "I have to pee." "Then piss." He snapped, "I am not stopping you." I turned back toward the toilet, lifted my skirt gently, pulled down my panties enough to remove my cock. "Like a bitch, Jesus do I have to tell you every fucking thing?" He was right, I should have known, I apologized, turned around and prepared to lower my panties, yet I was oddly ashamed, I did not want to force him to see my penis so I did my best to hide it until I could tuck it between my legs and sit down on the commode. It took me a few moments to relax enough to go and once I started Joe stepped directly in front of me, and dropped his pants. From all the hints he and Dawn had been giving me I knew what was coming and did not need to say a word. "I have to go too, spread your legs." I covered my penis and did as I was told. His aim was perfect, right between my legs but that did not satisfy him. He moved the stream upwards and hit my skirt and then my blouse. "Ah you like that." I just sat there disgusted with myself but I continued being the good toy I was until he splashed my face, hair and then a return trip back to the toilet. I could only think to myself how much longer could this go on?" As soon as he was done my thoughts immediately turned to the shower but I did not have long to think about it, Joe forced his cock back into my mouth. "Clean it up bitch." I figured the quicker I did as I was told the quicker it would be over with and to be totally honest I do not remember tasting anything. After a few seconds he took me by the arm, stood me up and ordered me to pull up my panties. He then led me to the living room, pushed me on the back of the couch and forcefully yanked my panties down. Before I could react he was pushing his big, hard cock into my ass. I on the other hand was cold, wet, shivering and smelled like pee but still managed to cover my shrinking penis so no one would be forced to see it. "You like this don't you faggot?" He said as he slapped my ass "Oh god yes." I lied, I was more mad that he ruined my blouse than anything else but I was not in the position to argue with him. "My dick tasted good didn't it?" "You never tasted as good." Another lie, I was getting used to this. I just wanted it to be over before Dawn returned. Yes I was okay letting her see me getting used like a sissy bitch but I did not want her to see me covered in his pee. I tried meeting his thrusts with thrusts of my own but he slowed it down, I knew then it had been planned out perfectly. The first thing my wife would see when she entered the house would be me. So my plans changed completely, instead I of rushing I just enjoyed the sensation of his cock slowly moving in and out of me slowly. I no longer was angry about my blouse. I no longer cared about what anyone thought. I was no longer cold and no longer smelled bad. I was at my full three inches. I started moaning and was fighting every urge I had to cum when Dawn came home. I briefly stopped to check out her reaction. She just shook her head, giggled a bit. "I honestly never thought you would go through with it." She walked over to me where I was bent over the couch and kissed me tenderly on the lips, smiled and said, "What a fag" I came. |
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