A gay story: Becoming His Sissy Pt. 06 Alex tossed his shirt on the kitchen island.
Tricia turned the corner, walked up to Alex, and placed her hands on his chest. She began running her fingers over his firm pectorals, grazing one of his nipples. They slid down his ribbed stomach, and teased along his waistband and belt buckle.
Alex wrapped his arms around her, picked her up as her legs wrapped around him. She loved the feeling of being fully enveloped by his large body. He could feel the dampness of her sex drag against his stomach as she bounced a bit with each step toward his bedroom.
He walked through the door and closed it behind him. He set her down on her feet, spun her around forcefully, and began unzipping her dress. He kissed along her neck, collar and over her shoulders as he slid the strap off, allowing the dress to fall to the floor. She reached behind her and undid his belt, button and fly. His pants flopped down to the floor. She carefully placed her hands at the base of his manhood and shifted her hands down the length of him, quivering with anticipation. She had hungered for this ever since the night of the party. His hands pressed against the front of her thighs, and ran up her hips, over her stomach, and cupped her bra while still kissing and sucking at her neck.
Tricia arching her back, unclasped her bra, and let it fall to the floor. Grant seized the opportunity to cup her perfect tits and tease her nipples.
She turned around and started sliding down his body, dragging her hands over his finely tuned physique, bending at the knees, until she was on them, eye level with his python of a specimen. She let her hot breath permeate the fabric of his boxers, causing him to swell even more. Hooking her thumb over the band, she swiftly yanked them down causing his cock to spring out and smack her in the face. She giggled, he moaned.
She couldn’t help but think about how she could definitely manage Grant’s cock in her mouth, but this would be a bit more challenging. Wrapping her hand around his stiff base, she lifted and licked from just above her hand to the very tip of his cock, tasting the drop of precum at the end, and then back down. With the other hand she cupped and gently kneaded his large testicles swaying below. As her tongue slid back up this length, she took his head in his mouth, sucking, then flicking her tongue over the slit of his cock.
“I like that you wanted to get a closer acquaintance with it. It’s a little more than you’re used to, I’m sure.” With those words, she felt a challenge, and she began to starting driving her mouth down on his cock, amazed at how little she seemed to be taking down each time she drew it in.
Alex’s hand palmed the back of her head, gripped her hair, and pushed her head down on his pole. Grant was always so gingerly accepting of her mouth, but Alex was forceful, and took it like he owned her. His large member pressed down her throat, her eyes wide and beginning to water from the assault.
“Mmm, that’s it. Get that cock nice and ready for your wet little slit,” he moaned. He started gently rocking his his and grabbed both sides of her head, fucking her face as her throat glugged and she tried to hold back her gag reflex.
“Fuck that is so much cock in my mouth,” she thought. She pulled back a moment for air, and he released his grip, and gently stroked through her hair, as a long string of precum dangled between her lips and the tip of his monster.
He placed his hand under her chin and lifted beckoning her up. The string broke and was left partially dripping from his phallus, and partly from her lips. The thick shaft dragged down her center. He leaned down and kissed her passionately, his flavor swirling between their dancing tongues. He cupped her left breast, gently pressing in.
“I just need to feel you in me,” Tricia said. These were the words she wanted to speak all night. There was something so perfect about the fit, about the sensations, the angles…”fuck,” she thought.
“That’s hot. Can’t stop thinking about it can you?”
Alex backed Tricia to the bed and pushed her onto her back. He climbed onto her, he kissed up her body, and then staring into her eyes. He felt her hand on his cock, pulling it to her dripping slit.
“Oh fuck yeah baby,” he moaned, “that hole is so fucking tiny and tight.” Her little slit struggled at first to accept his bulbous head into it’s warm embrace, but it did give way, and then a little more.
“Fuck yeah I am. I can feel that amazing dick just fucking opening me up and stretching my insides out.” She took careful and slow breaths, with each pulling him into her further, with her hands on his ass.
“Mm, that’s it” Alex encouraged, “take all of it.”
As his member bottomed out, balls against her labia, her eyes rolled back, and Tricia let out a long,”oooooooh myyyy fuuuucccking goooooodd.”
Alex took that as permission to begin rocking his hips gently and slowly, sawing in and out of her body, his cock dripping with her juices
“Oh…that feels….fucking….yesss,” she muttered, her right hand crawling up her body and caressing her breasts. The other guiding his speed and rhythm on his ass.
Her moans began getting louder, and matching his thrusts, sped up.
“You are such a hot little minx.” Alex groaned out.
The sound of his balls slapping into her ass as he plunged through every inch of her passage.
His thrusts slowed for a moment, and with a hungry look, he demanded, ” I want to get behind you.”
Carefully, he pulled out, letting her savor each inch as it retreated from her wanting little cunt.
A whiny, disappointed, “uhhh” left her lips as it finally emptied from her.
She crawled up on her knees and he crawled back towards the head of the bed, her facing the foot towards the door to the hallway. Taking hold of his cock with one mighty hand he guided it to her moist vagina. He swirled the head against her lips and around her cute little clit.
“Mmm, you like my little wet pussy?,” she said.
“I love this little pussy,” he said as he entered her again, met with a little less resistance than before.
It didn’t take long until she was bouncing her ass against his cock. His hands squeezing her ass cheeks apart and opening up the mouth of her sex a bit as he pushed in. Again, his balls swayed underneath like a pendulum smacking into her underside.
Grant let himself in the door, flipped the lock, slipped off his shoes and took a step further into the entryway. Slipping his fingers under his waistband he shoved his sweatpants to the floor, and slid his sweatshirt over his head. His throbbing cock had left dark spots all over the front of his red panties. He walked through the house approaching the bedroom.
The muffled sounds of moans came from behind the bedroom door, and Grant’s dick twitched wondering what porn was playing on the tv.
The sounds became louder as he got closer. Anticipation was vibrating inside him as he turned the door handle.
“Tell me how much you love my big cock inside you.”
“Oh fuck Alex, I fucking love your big dick stretching out my pussy. Every time I’ve tried to fuck Grant and his thin little dick, I can’t stop thinking about how much I wish I was fucking this instead. His little bitch dick does nothing like yours…”
Grant’s eyes went wide, and his jaw dropped, his cock tenting from his red panties and covered in wet precum stains, shocked as he saw and heard the source of the sounds.
Tricia lifted her head as she screamed out those words to Alex …then panic, confusion, and mass chaos in her brain set in. Alex’s cock thrust deep into her as her eyes met Grant’s seeing his current state…
“Tricia?” Grant almost whispered feeling weak in the knees, trying to wrap his head around her words and what was before him.
“Gra…n..t,” she could barely say his name because at that moment Alex began pounding into her hard and fast.
Before any further thing could be said, Alex growled, “You like seeing me own your girlfriends tight little hole? You like hearing how she just begs for my big cock? How she thinks of you like a little bitch, wishing the whole time she could get stretched out by a real man?”
Tricia couldn’t say a thing as ecstasy rolled through her body, completely taken over by the pounding Alex was giving her. All she could do was wail and moan.
“Do you hear how she just moans on it. The faces she makes, does that make your little clit drip? You see that Tricia, his hard boyclit wetting his little red sissy panties thinking about what it would be like to watch me stretch you out before owning his girly little ass. Tricia do you see your little sissy faggot boyfriend…”
In all the shame and humiliation of the moment, all the turmoil running through Grant’s head, he couldn’t help that his member throbbed and twitched to event unfolding, and began rubbing his hand over his panties teasing his own organ.
Tricia’s brain had been filled with so many questions, a need to apologize, a need to yell at Grant as to why he was there, a need to ask Alex what the fuck was going on…but she couldn’t, she could only take the raw fucking Alex was giving to her and give into the moment.
Grant couldnt help but watch her face as it was filled with pleasure. His body warmed seeing how much she enjoyed it.
“Tricia, you don’t even know that he’s been cumming in your pussy thinking about watching me fuck you. Thinking about sticking his dick in your stretched out hole….”
Tricia’s body quivered. It was making her hot in a surprising way thinking about how Grant was so turned on by her getting fucked properly by Alex’s superior hard on.
In the heat of the moment, she spewed out,” Grant, you’re such a fucking pathetic sissy bitch, with your little prick spewing into your panties. Is this what you like? You like seeing me fuck a real man? You like seeing him destroy my little hole? Seeing your hot girlfriend being a slut for big cock?”
The wet spots kept growing bigger in his panties.
“I want to hear you say it.”
Grant, squeaked, “I love watching you fuck and get your pussy destroyed by a big cock.”
She rode hard, slamming herself into Alex, fueled by the words of her boyfriend. The sounds of pleasure firing from her mouth as her body heaved.
” Oh god, Grant,he feels so good. He’s so much deeper, and so much thicker than you. I can’t wait for him to unload in to me and breed my fucking cunt so I can watch you clean it all up, you cum hungry, sissy faggot,” as the words left her mouth, the waves of an orgasm crashed over her, as Grant watched her tremble and buck like he had never seen. In that moment Alex face tensed and reddened.
“I’m cumming,” he exclaimed and grunted.
“That’s it baby, fill that hole until it’s dripping out.”
Before pulling out he beckoned Grant over with a finger.
Grant walked over to the bed. Alex gave his balls a light spank making Grant jump. Then grabbed him by his hair and pulled him down, guiding his face to just below Tricia’s snatch.
Alex then began slowly sliding out, as cum dripped on Grant’s face, into his mouth and onto his tongue. Alex smacked Grant’s face with his dick.
“Lick it off.”
Grant did as more cum spilled from Tricia’s tight hole.
Alex back away, and Tricia flopped over on to her back.
“Clean it up bitch,” she said sternly, opening herself with her fingers, despite that her hole was stretched wide and gaping.
Grant hungrily started lapping at her cunt, probing it and sucking at it, swallowing everything down.
“You are such a dirty little whore aren’t you,” Tricia said. “Do you want to feel how small you are? Go ahead, stick that little clit in and see how compare,” she chided.
Grant sat upright, and inched forward, pulling his panties down just enough to let his dick flop out. It slid right in, and she was so loose, cum still lubing his cock as he began to pump in and out of her. Then she pushed him away.
“You obviously didn’t come here for me. You don’t get to cum in this pussy. No. What we’re going to do, is pour a drink, have a smoke and leave you all cum covered waiting on this bed until we come back. Then you’re going to do your best to get my lover nice and stiff, and let him fuck that tight anus of yours, and I’m going to watch you get your hole destroyed.”
Grant flopped back on the bed. Alex tossed a towel to him as he stood up, and grabbed a satin robe and handed it to Tricia. Tricia slid it over her arms and tied it at the waist. Grant wiped his face.
Alex then pulled a restraint from each bed post, clasping it around Grant’s wrists and ankles, leaving him spread out across the bed, and unable to touch himself. Alex gently tucked his aching cock back down into the soaked red panties, and gave it a little pat. Then Alex slid on a pair of running shorts that did little to hide his Goliath.
Alex and Tricia both went out of the room to the kitchen laughing along the way. The alcohol was still very much running strong in their systems.
Alex began making Tricia and himself a drink. She excused herself to the bathroom while he did. He knew that if they came down too much, the immense reality of the situation would set in, and he wasn’t ready for that to take place, at least not for Tricia.
Opening a drawer he pulled out a joint he had rolled previously, and lit it.
The sound of bare feet padded across the floor as Tricia came in, the robe drawn neatly around her. Alex handed her the joint and her drink. She sipped, took a few puffs, and handed it back to Alex that did the same. When he returned it to her, he stepped up to her, making sure his cock was pressed snugly into her, and began kissing along her neck, his hands sliding under the robe, and worshiping her stomach and chest. The sash of the robe gave way to his onslaught and hung loosely over her body.
After a few times, mixed in with a few deep kisses, Alex snubbed the joint for a moment and pulled out a few smokes. He grabbed Tricia’s waist and pulled her along by it to the back patio. Her robe still hung open and loosely over her amazing body. Her nipples hardened as the brisk air hit them.
He lit her smoke and his.
“You are so fucking hot,” he said as he gave her ass a squeeze. They held a long gaze, drinking up the moment as the alcohol and pot mixture helped keep her thoughts at bay and her head empty.
Grant lay on the bed helpless to do much. He couldn’t believe that he had just walked in on his girlfriend being fucked. He couldn’t even fathom what she thought as he did. She now knew his secret. She knew he liked panties and thigh highs, getting his ass plowed by cock, and eating cum. She knew he got off on being humiliated, and degraded. What would she do, would this be the end of their relationship, did he just make himself obsolete?
As the questions and thoughts circled in his head, his dick deflated, shrunken, shriveled and flaccid. Instead of a bulge his panties only sported an unimpressive bump.
As they neared the end of their smokes, Alex laughed, “You’re boyfriend is such a slutty little bitch. Did you see how hard his pecker was while he watched me drill you from behind? Or how hungrily he gobbled my cum from your snatch?”
The words would’ve felt weird to process for Tricia at any other time, but with Alex gently massaging his fingers over her labia, she just went with it.
“Mmm, he definitely accepted his place. The look on his face when he felt my stretched out little hole just suck his whole dick in was priceless. You could see he knew I barely felt him.
“Oh, he’s not done accepting his place, yet. I’m going to turn that little whore out.”
Tricia’s pussy started to get warm and wet again.
They put out their smokes, and went inside, taking their drinks, still plenty full, and grabbing the joint, went back to the bedroom.
Alex re-lit the joint, leaned over Grant, and placed it to his lips, giving him an ample hit. Taking Grant’s head in his large hand, he tilted it upwards and placed the glass of liquor to his lips and poured some down his throat, and again placed the joint to his lips for another drag.
Tricia stood back, watching.
Alex crawled onto the bed kneeling with his crotch above Grant’s face. He ran his hand over Grant’s chest, down his stomach, and to his panties. He cupped Grant’s mound, and which was dwarfed by Alex’s hand.
“Aww, what a cute little girl you make, with your clit all tightly wrapped in your wet panties. Do you like being on display so your girl can see what a little weak bitch you are? So she can see how minuscule you look in my hand?”
Grant couldn’t help but let out a girly little moan.
Alex swatted Grant’s balls hard, causing Grant to wince a bit and twitch, as well as cause his flaccid penis to swell.
“You see that Tricia, you see how he likes getting slapped around like a sissy?” Alex swatted again.
“Oooooh,” Grant cried out, in a much less than manly tone.
Looking at Tricia, Alex said, “You should grab your panties from earlier.”
Tricia was intrigued by this whole new view of Grant. She was curious to see him play this out. She picked up her panties, and walked up to Grant, pausing, looking down at him in his compromised position. She handed Alex her panties.
Alex shoved them in Grant’s mouth. He took hold of Grant’s ballsack and gripping it at the base, pulled hard. Grant let out a gasp from behind the panties.
Tricia could see his abs flex at the pain and pleasure mixed into one.
“You should try, he’s just so willing to be putty in your hands.”
Tricia kind of liked the power she could exert in this action. She grabbed his hanging orbs and pulled, then with two fingers, tapped his balls. His body clenching each time she made contact. His dick had grown considerably from the teasing. She slapped his wood hard, making it spit out some precum.
Alex began to unclasp the restraints. Alex set him upright and forcefully repositioned Grant’s hands behind his back fastening them there. Taking him by the arm he led him to the edge of the bed. Alex dropped his shorts and bent Grant over his lap, positioning his cock between Alex’s strong thighs.
His strong hands fondled Grant’s little ass. He gave it a hard swat leaving a red print on his asscheek.
“Bad little girls need punished. Are you a naughty little girl?” Alex asked as he ran his hands down Grant’s thighs, over the stocking and back up, sliding a finger between his ass cheeks and teasing his hole a little. SWAT! Again Alex’s hand came down forcefully on Grant’s backend.
“Mmmph,” came from behind Grant’s panty stuffed mouth. Grant could feel his cock entrapped by Alex’s legs. He could feel it leaking over Alex’s cock. Every slap made Grant’s member stiffer. A barrage of swats landed against his skin.
“Grant, you are such a pansy faggot,” Tricia teased.
Alex prompted Grant to stand up. Grant’s panties gooey with his leakage, and his little tent sticking straight out. Alex gave it a firm grip and stroked it once.
“Somebody is definitely hot from getting their little taint played with. Do you see what a slut your boyfriend is?”
“He’s such a useless little fucking whore!”
Alex pulled Grant’s panties down, his prick springing out as the waistband was lowered, Strings of precum dripping from it.
Pulling him by his penis, Alex guided him back onto the bed, upright, and on his knees.
Alex grabbed a little bottle from his night stand and shook it. Then with a finger, held Grant’s one nostril closed, while Grant inhaled deeply. Alex did the same to the other nostril.
Grant’s body relaxed completely as Alex slid underneath him on the bed and spread his cheeks. Grant shuddered as he felt his hole getting probed by Alex’s big tongue. Grant ran his hands over his chest and stomach, occasionally pinch and tweaking one of his nipples.
Tricia was mesmerized by the sight of her boyfriend losing himself completely in the sensations of having his ass eaten. She had never viewed him in such a feminine light, but aside from his dick, he seemed so girlish in the moment. She climbed up in front of Grant and took his balls in one hand, pulling them hard, while she massaged her pussy.
Little wimpy “uh’s” and “ooo’s” muffled by Tricia’s panties enunciated the pleasure Grant was experiencing. Grant’s boy clit was dripping like a faucet. His body flinched some each time Alex’s tongue flicked against his tight boycunt.
“Oh god daddy,” Grant exclaimed into the panty gag, then recoiled. Despite all that his girlfriend already knew…to say that in front of her…fuck…,and then again, maybe she didn’t hear it through the panties…but he kept his ass pressing into that tongue.
Tricia watched her boyfriend’s rod bounce and fling stringy dabs of fluid as he gave into his primal desire and carnal intent. She could see how he bucked against Alex’s mouth, losing himself enough to allow the panties to fall from his mouth.
“I’m such a little bitch, I’m such a little, fuck she is still watching…” Grant thought to himself.
Alex pushed Grant down, and spoke, “fuck you have a nice little ass. Tricia, do you see what a thirsty little whore your boyfriend is?”
“God, he’s such a little girly slut.” Tricia said as she slapped Grants dick. She liked this new dynamic. She liked feeling powerful and reveling in his weakness.
Alex slid up on the bed underneath Grant, until he was positioned behind him. His large cock was now stiff and pressing between Grant’s cheeks. Alex grabbed Grant at the base of all his parts and squeezed as his other hand dragged up Grant’s thigh, up his stomach, pausing to make circles around his belly button, up his chest, squeezing at his pectorals, and to his neck where he gripped firmly. His grip on Grant’s throat shifted Grant’s head slightly upward, his fingers directly along Grant’s jawline.
“What do you want to see, Tricia? Do you want to see your boyfriend filled with a big cock? Do you want to see him be owned? I’m not sure about you, but I want to watch this little sissy ride my cock. I want to see him impale himself on it. I want you to see how much he enjoys it.”
Alex’s grip on Grant’s throat clamped, cutting off just enough air to be hot, just enough to make Grant writhe a bit as Alex slid his cock between Grant’s asscheek. The head of Alex’s dick grazed over Grant’s hungry hole.
“I want to see the look in his eyes as he takes the big cock that just fucked me. I want to watch the realization of being such a bitch on his face.”
“Tell her what you want. Tell her that you want to feel your tight hole properly fucked by a big hard cock,” Alex said, gripping on Grant’s throat harder, and arching his thrust to press directly on Grant’s entrance. Alex shook the little bottle, placed it against Grant’s nose, pinch a nostril and it all came out.
“Fuck, Tricia, I so want to feel this big fucking dick fill me tight little fuckhole…” Alex slowly pumped Grants prick as his immense cock serrated back and forth against the tight cave before him.
“I had no idea you were just a hungry little slut like me,” Tricia said feeding into the moment. Why she liked watching her boyfriend being turned into a bitch, she didn’t know, but to a degree, she absolutely wanted to see more. She wanted to see him beg for a cock bigger than his, she wanted to see him accept his place as the inferior specimen. She wanted to watch him let loose with his burning desires.
Alex scooted downward on the bed. He waved Tricia towards the top of bed, Once she had positioned there, Alex took a hold of Grants small waist, that’s so easily felt encompassed by his large hands, and turned him. Grant’s legs carefully maneuvered over Alex until he was facing him.
Two hard cocks thrust against each other, Grant in the vibe of the moment. Alex poured lube into his hand, and wrapped it around both of their rods. Stroking slowly, at first, Grant’s length disappeared into Alex’s grip as he did, while his own cock always jutted out beyond. Their fluids mixed with the lube.
“Look at that tiny thing, slipping into that big hand. Fuck that is hot,” Tricia said as circled her mound with her one hand.
Alex placed his other hand on Grant’s ass, squeezing it, and guiding his hips in their rocking motion. Grant could feel Alex’s shaft slide down to his boy pussy and back up along the perineum, between his warm balls and back up to the head of his cock.
“You like that you little bitch? That feels so good doesn’t it? You just can’t get enough of that big cock between your cheeks.”
Watching his own dick disappear into Alex’s hand, then the big cock surpass it, had Grant almost in a trance.
Alex could see the hungry look in Grant’s eyes, the look of complete submission.
He prompted Tricia to put the bottle to Grant’s nose again. She did, covering the opposite nostril as she had seen Alex do before.Grant took a long inhale, and held it, then slowly let it out. Then she placed it in the other for a repeat performance, staring directly into his eyes as he held it, a menacing look on her face.
“You little boy hole is going to get stretched so much. You’re going to show me what a bad little girl you are, aren’t you?”
Again, Grant’s head began to float, a craving coming over him as he continued to thrust his hips over Alex’s pole, until he took hold of it, and lined it up with his opening.
Alex poured lube on his hand smearing more at the head of his log and on Grant’s ass. Grant’ began to rock back.
The bit of pain, as he let gravity take it’s turn, was showing on his face, but his ring gave way and the head pushed through.
“Oooh, fuuuuuuuccccckk, iiiiiiiitttts sooo biiiiig,” Grant cried out, as his body slowly lowered on Alex.
Then the dam burst, as the discomfort was replaced with a sense of fullness. A change washed over his countenance as his ass fully rested against Alex’s pelvis,
“Fuck yeah you little fucking horny slut, that’s it, take Daddy’s big cock. Daddy loves that tight little hole.”
Grant began slowly shifting back and forth, feeling Alex’s head pressing against the walls so deep inside him.
“Fuck that’s hot..watching your slutty little boyhole swallow up that big dick,” Tricia exclaimed.
Grant’s dick caused a puddle to form on Alex’s stomach where it smacked against it as his body began slowly rising on Alex’s cock, Grant squeezing his inner muscles to grip around Alex’s member, Then would slide down again bottoming out on him.
As his asshole stretched to accommodate the bigger man, he started riding faster and moaning loudly. His kind and body melting into the role.
“Who’s hole is this?” Alex thrust into Grant hard.
“Your’s, daddy.”
“Good girl, Alex said as he grabbed Grant’s balls and squeezed.
A girly wail came from Grant. His submissive little ass getting pounded, and him getting lost in the ecstasy of the moment.
Tricia reached out and swatted Grant’s ass. “What a pathetic cuck you are,” she swatted again harder. “Who knew my boyfriend was such a perverted fucking sissy.”
Grant’s body was vibrating with pleasure, as the sensations from his prostate being massaged spread a warmth all over him..
Tricia was enthralled by the sight of Grant bouncing away, his hard dick slapping against Alex’s stomach, and his little effeminate gasps.
Alex could see Grant slowing in speed, and enjoyed the thought of taking over.
“I want to breed this little ass from the back,” Alex said giving a hard spank to Grant’s bottom.
“Yes, daddy.”
Grant lifted, a feeling of overwhelming emptiness overtook him as he lifted off the last inch of Alex’s fuck rod. “Oooooh,” Grant cried out as the head pulled from his stretched taint, then flopped onto the bed.
Alex sat up and shifted off the edge of the bed. Standing up, he poured more lube on his cock, and demanded, “On your knees bitch. Get that little hole over here.”
Grant got to his knees and scorched his ass back. Alex grabbed hold of his hips and lifted his small frame pulling it closer to the edge.
Tricia took the bottle again to a Grant’s nostrils. “You are such a little beta fucktoy. This stuff gets you all in your submissive little headspace doesn’t it, you pathetic bottom faggot.”
As the bottle left his nose, he could feel Alex’s pole invade him, meeting much less resistance than before. Grant’s face smooshed into the fabric of the sheets, burying itself into the mattress as Alex bottomed out in his fuckhole.
Alex had left the gentle moments behind. Those moments of allowing Grant to ease into the feeling were replaced with an insatiable urge, as Alex began pounding his ass, shaking the bed as he did so.
As Grant looked up, he could see himself in the mirror on the closet door, eyes hazy, disheveled, and moaning with each thrust of the machine like piston into his cavern. He could see Tricia’s face watching him. Was it excitement? Did she feel disgust and judgment for him? He grasped at thoughts but they were like an illusive mist in his current state of perception, that simply had him sinking into the feelings like the mattress below him.
“Oooooh, fuck daddy, use that little boy pussy…fuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhkkk, you fuck me soo goood….youre fuuuuckin big dick juuuusst owns thisss little…oooooh god…ass” Grant spewed out, somewhat unintelligibly as all the substances and raw fucking had him in a complete spellbound state.
He felt a hand reach down and cup his cock and balls, that were completely flaccid now, between the effects of the poppers and the pure anal bliss. His gooey leaking semen coated Tricia’s hand.
“Fuck Alex, this little cockslut’s clitty isn’t even hard. It’s just flopping around dribbling out. Is my little beta sissy going to cum like the little pathetic girl she is? Are you all wet from getting your pussy fucked?”
Grant felt ashamed that his miniscule penis just spit and wiggled below him as his ass was plowed by this giant cock.
Tricia reached down off the side of the bed to grab something. As she lifted herself back over the edge of the bed, she produced her phone, which now was aimed at Grant.
Part of Grant felt panicked as she procured the recording device. What would she do with that? Would this be blackmail? Would this be the end of his reputation? But no matter how he tried to reason with what was happening, he could only submit to his current situation, and give in to the pounding he was taking.
Alex squeezed Grant’s ass cheeks, pulling them apart, as Tricia zoomed in on Alex’s large unit plunging in and out of Grant’s hole. Then he spanked Grant’s little cheeks.
Slowing for a moment, Alex pulled out all the way, then dipped his head in just through the opening, and repeated it a few times, before thrusting hard, all the way into his depths. Grant wailed, and the camera captured his face, and his dangling dick, gushing out more precum as if it had been squeezed out of him like a lemon.
Tricia slapped Grant’s balls again, eliciting another moan from him. “Such a pathetic whore. Tell me how you like being a little dirty sissy slut! Tell me how much you you like taking cock.”
Grant moaned in response, but that wasn’t enough. She swatted his balls harder, then gripped them at the base and pulled down hard, “I said tell me.”
“I’m love being a pathetic sissy slut. I love being pounded by thick hard veiny cocks…”
“Tell me your a cumdump whose useless clit only spits when it’s owned by a real man.”
“I such a stupid little cumdump. My…useless little clitty is only good for squirting when being fucked by a real man…”
Tricia couldn’t get over how vulnerable Grant was, and how much that turned her on. He was completely given over to whatever whims Alex and her desired.
She placed another hit under Grant’s nose. This time he inhaled hard and long, once in each nostril. Reckless abandon came over his countenance.
“Oooooh shiiiit daddy it feels so goooood. Stretch my little faggot hoooollleee…”
Grant’s moans got louder.
“Dadday’s going to breed this fuckhole. You want that? You want daddy’s load to fill up your little boypussy?”
“Fuuuckk yeeesss.”
Alex teased the opening again with the head of his cock, just barely dipping into it, and then unleashed a storm of thrusts upon Grant.
Grant could feel Alex’s member swell inside him, he could feel the grip on his ass tighten, and the muscles tightening. Alex’s face became strained and his body shuttered.
The. Alex howled, “that’s it bitch, take my fucking load, fuuuucckk yesss,” as his load filled Grant’s tiny tunnel. Alex continued thrusting, shaking, and spasming into his opening. The sensation threw Grant over the cliff edge, and his shriveled and turtled nub began squirting shot after shot across the sheets. Grant’s body shook uncontrollably as moan after moan worked out of him almost like a seizure had overtaken him.
Tricia smiled as she stopped recording, happy with her footage. Setting her phone aside, she scooped up Grant’s juices from the bed and began fingering her pussy with them. She then shimmied up to Grant’s face and began rubbing her slit over his mouth, as he lapped at his own juices as Alex pulled himself out. Grant moaned loudly into her muff.
“What a good girl…” Tricia said.