She takes Charge 2
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DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting sexual acts involving male teens.
The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased.
There we are standing in the bathroom both of us in satin baby doll attire. Me with a raging hard on crammed up in my new pink satin panties. My wife took me by the hand an guided me to the bed.
We both got on the bed and Gwen reached out and took my shoulder pulling me to her side. I tried to make an adjustment to the situation, now getting a bit sticky, in my panties but she smacked my hand away. "You will not need that tonight lover boy. I told you that you are my lesbian lover and you will be pleasuring me as I demand using only your hands , tongue, fingers and mouth. Got it?"
"Yes Mistress."
She pushed me lower and her satin clad breast rubbed over my face before she stopped any further descent. "Nibble my nipples! Both sides. Do it!" I began, excited to be told what to do for once. "Bite them with you lips, bitch!" I did squeezing those extended nubs and rolling them with my mouth muscles.
"Massage my big tits with your face. You love the feeling the shiny clothe don't you? Like a baby with his blankie. Harder! really push your face in there." Her hand worked my face into her pits then rotating more to her side and instructing my to get the other side.
"That's good. Now suck my tits. All over, every inch." I started to lift her nighty. "Did I tell you to do that? You will service my breasts thru the satin you seem to so love seeing and feeling."
I went after it with passion and after mouth massaging and tongue stabbing every swelling inch of her flesh her gown was kind of soaked.
She sat up and yanked it off herself. "Look bitch, you got it all wet. Now back to my tits!" I began again."Under the arms slut. Do the sides, get underneath, up and over the mounds. Bite my nipples till I scream. Oh my , You are good at that!" Glad that I could please her while she firmly pressed my face into the cleavage channel while demanding that I lick harder. Near drowning in my own saliva she took advantage of that like lube dragging my face over and around and around her drenched breasts and her hips began the thrust from the pleasures I was applying up top.
One massive orgasm done for her and a lot of leaking for me soaking my panties with my cramped up cock wishing for escape. Her hands took my shoulders and forced me lower to her belly button and I was told to drill my face and tongue in there to be sure it was sparking clean. I had created a monster in the sack. Little did I know it was only the beginning.
Gwens hips raised as I was shoved even lower. "Eat my pussy. Eat it. Oh God eat me you slut!" I had no choice as her grip was so intense forcing my face into her freshly waxed pussy lips. Another revelation. I loved it and worked energetically gliding my face up and down the slit using my nose and tongue to stimulate her even more. My hardened tongue found her stiff clit and frolicked flicking it over and over until her pressure upon my head made me relent. Her wild moans and almost screams ebbed to a soft purr while I gently rotated my face in there and her clit slid gently and repeatedly over my spit soaked lips.
My wife sighed some regaining her breath and energy. We were far from done I discovered. "Get that tongue up my cunt. Tongue fuck your wife. Deeper. More. Again." The muscles in my face were actually cramping from the strenuous activity of violent muff diving. But I loved it and I did not plan stopping until she screamed thru another head bursting orgasm from her lesbian lover husband. Something about being trapped in the panties rubbing against the sheets and the cool slippery satin shimmering over my back as I serviced Gwens needs had me leaking, no actually flowing, streams of precum into the pink softness of my assigned underwear.
Gwen released my head and grabbed under her knees pulling them to her chest, still spread, drawing my target area ever lower. "Ok you cunt lapping slut. Eat your wife's ass. Tongue fuck my asshole sissy bitch!" Where the hell did she find this new vocabulary. I wanted it to continue if only in the bedroom. I never would have imagined when we married that my wife would have me in girl garb and making me ream her puckered asshole with my tongue. Her command was my instruction and follow it I did. As deeply as I could.
Her legs soon locked over my back as I traversed pink pucker to taint to pussy once more and resumed assaulting her swollen clit until I thought her legs pressing much harder against her might break my neck. Sure glad no close neighbors as I caused her to scream and thrust and writhe thru another shattering girl cum. I could barely breathe for all of our blend of fluids drenching her crotch while I brought her down slowly using only firm flat tongue pressure against the sensitive part until the leg lock on my neck relaxed and we both breathed again.
"Was it good?" I enquired quietly.
"Oh honey. Excuse my language but it was so fucking amazing. You might be the best lesbian ever."
She added. "Did you have fun? I think this little change of roles excited you. Or maybe it was just the panties and soft gown rubbing over your hairless bod?"
"I think it was all of that. I need to go clean up. While you were trying to rip my head off with your screaming orgasm leg lock I came like a banshee. Oh so much cum The panties are totally soaked."
"Really? I want to see. Stand up right here by the bed and show me."
Positioned beside Gwens head she could see how drenched the pink satin was being that the entire front half was dark. There was even seepage thru the satin to the outside and she reached out and let her fingers glide thru the goo.
"Take them off baby. You need to get them cleaned off right away. We don't want your new undies to be all stained up do we?"
"No" then she gave me a questioning eye look. "No, mistress" I corrected myself. She smiled.
I was instructed to slip the cum soaked panties off and hand them to my wife. "Kneel lover."
I did right there at the bed as the saturated garment hung from her middle finger. She took a whiff and then bunched them a bit while telling me to open my mouth. What now? Seconds later that cum drenched gooey slimy sexy pink panty was stuffed into my mouth and I was being told to extract every molecule of my gonad gravy from them before rinsing them out in the sink. Her words were more like,"You made a big mess in your panties now clean it up. Eat every bit of your own cum. Do a good job and I might allow you to do this again."
It was kind of disgusting to think of it but the reality was not all that bad. The reward would be worth it.
Cum was not all that bad. Heck I had asked her to eat it enough times why not me. I recalled Gwen had said I needed to see what girls went thru.
Following the consumption of my clumps of baby batter goodness from them I entered the bathroom and rinsed them out well in the sink. From the bedroom Gwen told me to blot them off in the folds of a towel, stretch them over the ends off a hanger and put them in the closet to dry. "Get used to it babe. It is how you will be washing all of our frilly things for the future."
Mission accomplished I returned to my drawer for some dry underwear. What the heck? Where were all my boxers. Not even my cotton briefs were in there. No. Now my underwear drawer was filled with women's panties. Nylon, satin, plain lacy and even bowed. A dazzling sissy array met my eyes. From the other room. "Try the sheer black ones in the front left corner and get back in here. My tits need more attention before you make the bed up fresh and vacuum the room." A pause then "sissy slut" followed. Okay. It was just bedroom playtime talk. I really was not a sissy. Sure?
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