1. When dressed


    Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    your hips ground against me as you lay over my back and I felt the utter humiliation of your cum shooting deep inside me. As soon as you finished you pulled out, commanding me to immediately pull my panties and shorts back up. Only then did you push me to my knees and have me lick and suck your cock clean. I did, licking your balls, licking and sucking your cock, tasting the remnants of your cum as well as my own ass. Fortunately, at this particular time the bathroom was empty. You let me leave the stall, but laughingly made me bend over and look in the mirror. My eyes widened in horror as I saw a wet spot just beginning on my ass. I knew right away that it was your cum seeping from my ass, I also now knew why you wanted such thin and light colored shorts as I saw the material darkening very noticeably as your cum seeped out. I also knew that spot would only get bigger. Suddenly I remembered how far my car was and that I had to walk back. Laughing when you realized I have finally thought of that you taunted me. “Enjoy your walk, slut” and quickly walked out the door. By the time I got out the door you were gone. I had no choice but to start to my car and hope for the best. As I walked through the bus station I was acutely conscious of how I was dressed, of the wet spot on my ass that I knew was getting bigger and of how far it was to my car. I could feel the wet sticky mess against my ass that was cum seeping out. Walking out the door I realized how busy the street was. ...
    Nervous, embarrassed, I likely was not thinking at my best when I decided to walk down a block or two to a much less busy street and use that to get back to my car. I knew it would be a little longer walk, but thought that a quieter street would be safer. I would soon find out that was not a good choice. I had only gone three or four block, walking very nervously, clearly out of place here even if not dressed as a sissy, when I saw a large black man walking toward me. Looking down, trying to ignore him I tried to walk by. Instead, he stepped in front of me, blocking my path and chuckling deeply. “What have we here? Don’t you look like a pretty slut. Turn around so I can see all of you.” I shook my head vigorously, and he just grabbed my shoulders and turned me around. As soon as he saw the wet spot in my shorts he laughed. “Apparently the slut is all wet and eager too!” Grabbing my crotch with his huge hand he squeezed, seeming amused at what he found there. Taking my hand he pressed it to his own crotch. Unable to help myself, my fingers began to explore, feeling out the length of his cock. It was clearly still soft, but larger than anything I had felt before. Grinning widely, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me into a small side street. I protested, and tried to pull away. He held my wrist more tightly, pulled me against his hard hip and gave me six or eight hard fast slaps on my ass. Just those few slaps hurt like hell and brought tears to my eyes. They also quelled any ...
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