1. Night Shift Sissy


    Date: 9/5/2015, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, Black, Blackmail, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Erotica, Gay, Humiliation, Job/Place-of-work, Oral Sex, Transvestite, Author: Nightside, Rating: 84.8, Source: sexstories.com

    his cock and grasping his hips, pushing him deeper into my mouth. I gagged and coughed as the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat. I didn't pull him out or stop, but I slowed down, pushing steadily against him, easing him deeper into my throat with each stroke. I could feel him tense and relax, hear his moans. Each sign of his pleasure stoked the heat of mine. With a final desperate thrust, I felt my nose bury against the soft curls of his pubic hair. My body shook in ecstasy as I held myself there in triumph. I had deep throated this monster! I slowly backed away until only the tip of my tongue was touching the underside of his head. I looked up at his face and saw him looking back down at me. There was no malice in his face, no guile. There was only lust. I knew he saw a willing slut and wanted nothing more than to use it. Without warning, I burst forward, swallowing his length in a single movement. That action was the breaking point. His free hand came down and pulled my hair up into a ponytail at the back of my head, and he used that grip to begin fucking my face, bestially, cruelly, using me as nothing more than a toy. I pulled my hands behind my back and reveled in the abuse. I closed my eyes, moaning around his cock when I could. He pulled by head back hard, pulling his cock out of my mouth, nearly making me fall back before I could catch myself. I opened my eyes to see him stroking his shaft fast and hard right over my face. I opened my mouth wide, waiting, ...
    whispering, "yes... cum... yes..." while looking directly into his camera lens. The first, thick, ropy spurts of his semen shot over my mouth and landed across my eyes and into my hair. I blinked, but kept them open as he milked more of my prize from his balls into my mouth and across my face. I let it drip down my face, my chin, mix with my spittle as it ran down my neck and made wet spots on my sheer blouse. I waited until he was done stroking before I raised up enough to take his cock head between my lips and suckled out the last dregs of his seed. Once I was sure I would not get more, I let go of him and sat back on my heels, waiting. I watched him recover himself as he circled me, recording the moment. Then he got close to make sure he caught the jizz that was cooling on my face, mixing with my ruined makeup. He stepped back, still focusing on me. "Say your name." "Christopher Davies." "What is today's date?" I looked over at the calendar and clock on my cube wall. "It's Wednesday, August ninth, at two forty five in the morning." "What did you just do and why?" I looked directly at the camera and smiled. "I just sucked Dwayne Maxwell's cock until he came all over my face and in my mouth so he would not tell everyone in the office that I am a sissy slut." Dwayne stopped the recording and put his phone away, smiling at me. He walked closer, bending down so his face was close to mine. "That's a good little slut. Now, you come dressed like the sissy whore you are every night ...
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