The Ex’s New Toy (Gay/Sissy SPH)
By Urtoy2be.
The weekend had been a blur. The events with my ex-wife and her new man had been crazy. Fantasies and thoughts had been awakened, and now I was wondering who I really was inside. Was I really the sissy cock lover Dana had made me into?
Replaying memories, I recalled her saying they would be back in town this Friday. And maybe bring a friend. Am I ok with that? Is this too much?
As I was lost in thought, my cell chirped with an incoming text. Only half coming out of the visions in my mind, I picked up my cell, entered my unlock code, and glanced to see who the text was from.
Dana’s face appeared on my screen. I sat right up. Why would she be texting me at work? Was it about this upcoming Friday? Was something up with one of the kids? I clicked the message to see if it was good or bad news.
I read the message three times, being sure I had read it correctly. Dana’s message stated that she and Rick would not be coming into town this Friday as Rick had been called out of town on business. Instead, she instructed me to plan to come here instead.
I was to arrive Friday evening after work and set myself up in a Hotel. She named the hotel informing me that she had made reservations in my name for a suite. She included that I had 24 hours to call them and confirm with my credit card to secure the reservation.
After reading the text, I felt a rush of excitement. For a fleeting moment, I contemplated texting Dana and saying I could not make it. In the back of my mind, I knew she would not accept that. I also knew I would be going even if my mind were screaming to stop this now before it got any farther out of hand.
Picking up the phone, I tapped in the number for the hotel she had given me. After giving the receptionist the reservation number, I followed with my credit card information. It was done; I had a suite for Friday and Saturday night.
I couldn’t help but wonder what this devious woman had in store for me. Whatever it was, I was certain I was in trouble. I also felt confident that even with my hesitations, I would love every minute of it.
The more I sat at my desk thinking about it, the more I noticed I was becoming aroused. My dick was getting hard at work. Unable to stop myself, I texted Dana and asked what she had in mind for the upcoming weekend?
I had barely hit send when my phone chirped. The incoming text read, “Don’t worry, Sissy, you will love what I have planned for you.” I could almost see Dana’s devilish grin.
My texting her only enforced her knowledge that she had me right where she wanted. “What’s wrong Bitchboy? you having trouble concentrating at work now?” Dana’s next text read.
I should have said no, I am fine, but without thinking, I returned a text saying, “Yes, I can’t think about work. Thank you very much. My damn dick is hard.” Hitting send, I thought maybe I should not have sent that too late.
Dana responded very quickly, “Prove it, go to the restroom and take a picture and send it. You had better be full-on hard, too slave. And once you send me the picture, DO NOT put your little cock away.”
I couldn’t believe what Dana was ordering me to do at work. What’s worse, I couldn’t believe I was going to do it. I walked briskly to the restroom, hoping no one would notice the front of my pants sticking out from an obvious hard-on.
Once in the seclusion of the restroom, I closed the door to the stall and immediately dropped my pants. My hard-on sprang out, pointing straight up. I grabbed the shaft and gave myself a few quick strokes, damn it felt good. I needed to cum badly.
I quickly snapped a picture and hit send while continuing to stroke my aching dick. Precum was starting to ooze, and the head was slick and shiny. Without even thinking, I licked the precum from my fingers.
My phone chirped. “Ha-ha, you really are a slut. Just thinking about me using your sissy ass this weekend has you like this at work,” was Dana’s reply to the picture.
The next chirp from Dana brought, “Sit your phone on something with the video running. Stroke your little dick and cum in your hand. If someone comes in the restroom, you will not stop stroking. When you cum, I want you to eat your cum out of your hand. Make sure your face is in the video when you lap up that cock juice sissy boi.”
Dana knew how paranoid I am at work about any aspect of my personal life being known. I think she was making me do this, hoping someone would come in the restroom while I was stroking myself; I only hoped no one would enter.
I sat my phone on the toilet paper dispenser with the video recording, a perfect view of my hard dick. I quickly started stroking faster, knowing that no matter what, I was going to do as Dana commanded. I wanted to hurry before someone came in.
Standing in the stall facing my phone with my stiff cock leaking copious amounts of precum, my stroking started to make an all too familiar squishing sound. Fuck, my hand felt good, and the kinkiness of recording myself jacking off at work was really turning me on.
Just as I was about to cum in my hand, I heard the restroom door come open, fuck. If I stopped, Dana would see by the video timer that I stopped if I pause the video. Trying to be quiet, I kept moving my fist up and down my rigid shaft.
Out of nowhere, a little moan escaped my lips and sounded very loud in the quiet restroom. Trying to stifle my moans, the squishing sounds didn’t really work. The sounds only seemed to echo in the silence.
Just then, there was a soft tap on the stall door. My breath caught in my throat, but the hand on my cock never stopped moving.
“Matt, are you ok in there?” came my boss’s voice. Fuck me. Am I caught?
Wait, how did he know it was me? I was so worried about being caught I never gave that question a second thought. I should have. I tried to reply calmly, but the shakiness in my voice was obvious. “Yes, Sir, Mr. Shire, I am fine, just a little stomach issue.”
“Ok, Matt, well, come to see me in my office when you are done,” directed my boss.
Shit, this could not be good. Hopefully, it is about the project I am working on and not my restroom escapades. The restroom door opened and closed. I was alone again.
I had not stopped stroking my dick the entire time Mr. Shire was in the restroom. I noticed that, for some reason, I was even harder than before, if that was even possible.
Thinking I need to cum before someone else enters, I squeezed my cock shaft and stroked as fast and hard as I could. I had all but forgot the camera was filming with sound. Dana would hear the exchange between my boss and me. Great!
A few more strokes and cum erupted into my hand. My hand was so full I was starting to think it wasn’t going to all fit in my cupped palm. I looked at the camera and could see the view of my full hand was perfect.
As my orgasm ended, I knelt down on the dirty restroom floor, so my face was right in front of the camera, and started licking the hot cum from my hand. I continued to lick my palm and fingers until they were completely void of any remnants of my cock juice.
As I stood up and stopped the video, I realized I had just stroked my cock off in the restroom at work and eaten my cum. All on video and even with my boss coming in. What was Dana turning me into?
As I returned to my desk, I sent Dana a text informing her I had done as she required. Her immediate reply was to send her the video. Somehow, I already knew that was coming. I attached the video to a message and sent it.
Even knowing the entire time, I was only further sealing my fate to be Dana’s bitch for as long as she chose. She and I both knew I would do anything. She ordered me to keep these secrets from the kids.
“You really love eating cock cum, you little sissy slut. You will be receiving instructions tonight on how to prepare for this weekend bitch. Now go see what your boss wants. I have work to do,” Dana replied in the text.
Shit, I had forgotten Mr. Shire asked me to come to his office. I put my phone in my desk drawer, locked my computer, and headed to see what my boss needed. Please be about the project.
I knocked on Mr. Shire’s door before opening it and entering, which was standard entry procedure for Mr. Shire.
My boss was on the phone when I entered, but he indicated I should sit with a wave of his hand. Mr. Shire swiveled around his chair so that his back was to me and continued his phone conversation.
Mr. Shire was older, around 60, I would guess. He was still in very good physical shape for his age. I would guess around 185 lbs or so. A full head of dark hair with only slight graying at his temples. I knew he played a lot of golf and racquetball, so his fitness was not surprising.
I sat quietly while Mr. Shire finished his business. As he turned back to face me, he placed the phone back in its cradle. As my boss looked at me, my eyes caught sight of something that didn’t seem right. I looked, and my heart dropped. Mr. Shire was sitting there looking at me with his cock out of his pants.
Until that point in time, I had never really thought about my boss’s cock. I couldn’t break my stare away. His cock wasn’t overly huge, but it was well above average, I would say. Maybe 7.5″ long and fairly thick, He was circumcised and had a fat round head topping off that fat cock.
“So Matt, I don’t think we have to pretend that we don’t know what you were doing in the restroom earlier, do we?” inquired Mr. Shire breaking me out of the cock trance he had me in.
I mumbled an almost unintelligible “No Sir” and lowered my eyes to the floor. At least I tried to look at the floor, but my boss’s cock pulled my eyes back to it. I saw Mr. Shire’s cock twitch and start to move. I was shocked; he was getting a hard-on right in front of me.
Mr. Shire went into a spiel about how we can’t have that kind of behavior here and that he feels he must send me to HR for dismissal. Having his cock out and growing told me where this was going already.
Mr. Shire just needed me to be the one to say it, so I did. There was no pretense that I wouldn’t, so why fight it.
“Mr. Shire, please doesn’t fire me. It was the first time I ever did anything like that at work. I promise I will never do it again. I had a moment of weakness. Please, I will do ANYTHING if you let me keep my job,” I replied.
Mr. Shire said that if I were to obey anything, he said and could keep it between us that he may have a way for me to save my employment. Of course, I agreed to anything he wanted.
“Get on your knees, Mattie and crawl over here between my legs,” commanded my boss. I immediately hit the floor and crawled over to where he had indicated. I remained on my knees mere inches from Mr. Shire’s fat cockhead with my eyes glued to his incredible meat.
As I stared hungrily at my boss’s rapidly hardening cock, he began to stroke it to full erection. Mr. Shire grabbed my hair and tilted my head back. He started rubbing his fat hard fuck stick all over my face.
“You will not say a word Mattie, you will just take whatever I hand out and accept it willingly, or we both know what will happen,” commanded my boss.
I nodded my consent as best I could with my hair being pulled back, holding my head. Mr. Shire rubbed the tip of his now leaking cock on my lips, smearing them with his precum.
As he did this, he let go of my hair and forced two fingers into my mouth. As his fingers went deeper, his hand started forcing my jaws apart. I gagged as Mr. Shire pushed both fingers into the opening of my throat.
“Take those fingers, you kinky little slut, open that throat for what is coming next,” said Mr. Shire.
As my throat adjusted to the intrusion and my gagging subsided, my boss added, a third finger determined to see my throat swell from his forced gaping.
As my gagging resumed, tears began to form and run down my cheeks. I could tell this is what my boss was trying to achieve. He pushed all three fingers as deep as he could and twisted them back and forth.
Mr. Shire was hell-bent on stretching my throat and testing my willingness to accept any abuse he wanted to inflict on me. For my job, I had no choice but to take it.
In my mind, I kept telling myself this is to keep my job, and I knew it was. But the realization that my cock was hard as granite made me realizes that I loved how Mr. Shire was abusing me.
Mr. Shire jerked his three fingers out of my throat quickly, and they were followed by a torrent of spittle and mucous from the gagging and stretching of my now open throat.
Just as quickly as he pulled his fingers out, my boss jerked my head forward and rammed the entirety of his manhood down my throat. As my bosses cock bottomed out in my throat and my face was buried in his pubic hairs
Mr. Shire pushed down hard on the back of my head. Refusing to allow me to breathe, he moaned at the convulsions of my throat around his cock as I gagged and struggled for air.
While continuing to hold my face hard against his pubes, Mr. Shire stood up pushing me back upon my haunches. When he was completely vertical, my abuser released the back of my head and grabbed two handfuls of my hair.
Wasting no time at all, Mr. Shire pulled his cock all the way out, flooding the front of my shirt with spit-up. Just as quickly, he rammed all the way back in.
It was a brutal face fucking with me gagging and jerking and my throat spasming around his thick meat. Mr. Shire seemed determined to destroy my throat. I haven’t even seen a slut gets face fucked this hard in a porno.
Spit and slime were coating my face and chest as my boss pistoned his engorged cock in and out of my throat viciously. How could a 60-year-old man fuck like this? Mr. Shire was a master at fucking my throat. He knew what he wanted, and he didn’t care if I liked it or not. He was taking it.
The face fucking I was receiving was draining my strength. Maybe it was the lack of air as I only got a quick breath about every third or fourth stroke. I heard my boss start to moan, and I felt his cock start to swell even larger in my throat.
Mr. Shire shoved his cock deep and worked his hips in a circle making his cock rotate in the depths of my aching throat. He did this for what seemed like minutes but truthfully probably just seconds before pulling out and ordering me to tilt my head back and hold my mouth wide open.
Mr. Shire pulled his pulsing cock out of my sucking mouth and started to stroke fast and furious. I closed my eyes as he started shooting shot after shot of hot man cum on my face and in my open waiting mouth. I don’t know how many shots there were, but this man literally coated my face and almost filled my mouth with his salty, bitter love juices.
As my boss slowly stopped cumming he used his cock to push all the cum off my face and into my mouth. Once his slimy cock had fully rubbed his slime all over my face and pushed all of his cum into my cocksucking mouth, I was allowed to swallow.
Mr. Shire released my hair, and I collapsed in a heap on his floor. He did all the fucking, yet I was the one exhausted from it. My boss sat back in his chair, looking down at his handy work.
“Fix yourself up as best you can, cocksucker, and go home for the day. Use my personal exit bitchboy. I can’t have you in the office looking like the cock eating slut you are right now,” ordered Mr. Shire.
As I was about to leave my boss’s office and head home for the day, I was still in a stupor from the incredible face fucking and massive load of cum I had received. Mr. Shire said, “Oh, and say thank you to your ex for me. Dana called me and told me you were in the restroom playing with your little cock. I didn’t believe her until I went to see for myself.”
Dana had set me up with my boss. Were there no limits to what my ex-wife was going to put me through now that I was her sissy slave?
Mr. Shire also informed me that he has parties from time to time at his country cottage, and now that he knows I will do ANYTHING he orders me to, he will call on me from time to time to attend and entertain his guests. I wasn’t sure about that, but I knew it didn’t matter. I would go when called upon.
On the drive home, I thought about my current situation.
In less than a week’s time, I had gone from a normal everyday person to a sissy cock sucking slave to my ex-wife. And now apparently to my boss as well.
My thoughts went to the upcoming weekend. Dana was obviously planning something crazy. Little did I know it was going to be more than I could imagine at the time.
Arriving at home, the day’s events had tired me out, so I took a quick shower and fell into bed for a nap. I was awakened at 7:00 PM by the belligerent ringing of my phone.
Of course, it was Dana’s face looking at me when I checked the caller ID. I forgot she had said I would receive instructions this evening. I pushed the talk button and put the phone to my ear.
As soon as Dana heard my hello, she started right in. “So how was that cock lunch cum eater,” she asked? I could hear the amusement in her voice.
“Yeah, thank you for that. That’s my job,” I replied sarcastically.
“Relax cumslut; your boss loved your throat. Your job is cemented in stone for as long as you want it now. Well, as long as you service his cock that is,” Dana laughed.
After a little more back and forth, I was instructed to log onto my Amazon account and order some things. There were links in my email for the items I was to purchase. Also, I was to order overnight delivery and bring the items with me Friday.
Before I was permitted to hang up, I was instructed to turn on my Skype video and jack-off for her and eat my own cum again. While using my laptop for this, Dana remained on the phone, calling me more nasty names than I even knew that she knew. Where did she learn to be so dirty-mouthed?
Logging onto my email and Amazon, I found I was to order a full assortment of feminine attire. Panties, bra, stockings, fake tits, makeup, heels, and a blonde wig. My first insight as to what the weekend held in store for me. With a heavy sigh, I placed the order and requested overnight delivery.
The rest of the week was uneventful. Friday came, and I left work at half a day to start my weekend. At home, all the packages had already arrived and were waiting for me. I showered, packed, and headed out for the two-hour trip to Dana.
I arrived at the hotel shortly after 6:00 PM and checked into my suite. As I was unpacking, Dana called. I was instructed to shave my entire body from the neck down. She also told me to go to a local sex shop and buy a 6-inch-by-6-inch anal plug and an enema kit. I was to give myself an enema, then force the huge anal plug into my sissy boi pussy and leave it in all night.
She also wanted me to buy a baby doll nightie with matching panties at the sex shop in pink and sleep in it. Under no circumstances was I allowed to take it off before Saturday, and I also was not allowed to wear a robe over it.
The sex shop was actually close to the hotel, so the trip there and back went relatively quick. I had told the clerk the items were for my girlfriend. The amused look on her face as she rang up the items was more than enough to let me know she did not believe a word I had said.
Back in my hotel suite, I took out the enema kit and proceeded to give myself a cleansing as I had been instructed. I repeated the process three times just to be sure I did it well.
When I completed the enema task, I grabbed my razor and shaving cream and stepped into the steaming spray of the shower. I shampooed and soaped my entire body, then rinsed myself clean. Next, I applied shaving cream to my armpits and chest. I began the arduous task of voiding my body of hair. It took quite a while as several areas I had to shave twice.
After stepping out of the shower and toweling myself dry, I was amazed at how much more sensitive my skin where hair had been now was. I found that I rather enjoyed running my hands all over my body.
Next came the part of my instructions that I had been dreading all evening, the butt plug insertion. Taking the bottle of Astroglide, I squirted a dab into my palm. I got down on my knees and leaned forward onto my free hand so that my ass was sticking upwards.
Reaching back, I started to rub the Astroglide into my ass crack around my anal opening. As the lube made my hole slippery, I started pushing the excess into my quivering orifice. Once my hole was sufficiently lubed, I squirted a dabble of lube onto the plug and stroked it around, lubing the entire plug.
Taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, I reached back and pushed the tip into my hole. It started easy, but as the plug widened quickly, it also stretched my hole just as fast.
As the widest part of the plug hit my opening, I had to stop and take another deep breath. As I exhaled slowly, I gave a final push and almost cried out as my hole opened and accepted the huge invasion.
The wide section of the plug entered my ass, and my sphincter closed around the smaller portion of the plug leaving the flat base as the only indication there was a fat butt plug stuffed into my spasming anal cavity.
I stayed in that position on my knees and elbows with my ass in the air, waiting, hoping the pain would subside and I could at least breathe normally. It did. After about five minutes, my ass seemed to relax and accept that the intruder was there to stay. I was finally able to stand.
Taking a towel, I removed the excess Astroglide from my hands and ass cheeks. Then I slid the panties up my thighs and over my smooth ass cheeks. Next, the teddy went over my head.
As I adjusted the babydoll teddy, there was a knock at the door. I was glad I had done as requested and was wearing the teddy and panties with the plug buried in my quivering asshole. It had to be Dana at the door checking to ensure my compliance as no one else knew I was here.
I didn’t even consider the option that it may be someone else as I opened the door. Luckily for me, I had managed to stay mostly hidden behind the door.
It was not Dana. But instead, it was a hotel staff worker pushing a food cart. “Your room service Sir,” said the waiter. He didn’t hesitate but started to push the food cart into my suite before I could stop him.
“I didn’t order room service,” I stated, a matter of fact, suddenly realizing the waiter was about to see how I was dressed as he turned to face me.
His voice caught in his throat as his eyes fell upon my nearly naked body dressed in pink lingerie. Luckily he couldn’t see my ass and the plug as I was already more humiliated than I thought humanly possible.
An evil smirk crossed his face as his voice returned. “No, Sir, your wife said you might be hungry from your trip, and she ordered for you,” the waiter replied. “Your wife said I might be in for a surprise, but I never expected anything like this,” he continued.
Dana had set me up, that wicked bitch. The irony was that I wasn’t really upset. True I was feeling mortified, but I also realized that I was turned on standing before this college-aged kid dressed like a sissy. I grabbed my wallet and fished out a tip trying to speed the process along to get this kid out of my room.
When I turned to hand him the money, he was already making his way to the door. Obviously not sure how to handle the situation. He took the money with a thank you and was gone.
About thirty minutes later, my phone chirped. I knew it was Dana without even looking. When I picked it up, her smiling face ID greeted me. Before, it was a smile, and now it was more of a taunting smirk. Bitch.
I read the text message. I could almost hear her LOL as I read her asking me how my dinner had been. I typed in that it was good, but it would be nice to get a warning next time and hit send.
Seconds later, Dana replied, “What’s wrong, sissy? You didn’t like the server seeing you in your sexy panties and nightie?”
Another text came directing me to be up showered, body freshly shaved, and wearing the outfit she had ordered me to purchase ready for company no later than 12 noon the next day.
I sent a reply text affirming my acknowledgment and compliance before Dana replied that she had to go for the night. GN and I were left alone in an out-of-town hotel room.
Knowing full well that Dana would be pushing me into who knows what the next day, I figured I should get some sleep and refresh my energy. I turned out the lights and made my way to the huge king-size bed.
I was quickly reminded that I would be sleeping with a massive intruder in my ass as I sat down on the bed. The anal plug sent a jolt up my spine directly to my brain as the weight of my body pushed the tip into my sensitive prostate area.
My last thoughts as I drifted off to sleep with my asshole still quivering were about the next day. What in the hell could Dana have in store with Rick out of town? Whatever it was, I knew it was going to be exciting as well as humiliating. Dana had developed a real niche for successfully humiliating me and loving it.
I woke the next morning refreshed with a raging hard-on. It took a few moments for the fullness in my ass to make me remember I had the fat ass plug stuffed in my hole.
Easing out of bed, I contemplated a quick stroke off session to ease the pain of my very hard cock. I couldn’t help but wonder if having my ass stuffed all night was the reason for my cock being this way?
I opted to forgo the jacking off and stepped into a scalding hot shower to start my day. As the blistering spray cascaded down my hairless body, I soaped up, feeling the sensation of running my hands over my smooth skin.
As the soap washed over me, I slid my hands down my ass and wiggled the plug that remained firmly embedded inside me. Electrical jolts shot throughout me as I felt the plug move against my man g-spot.
I moaned quite loudly and literally fell against the shower wall to hold myself vertical. Catching my breath, I pulled the plug to attempt to remove the invading member from my rectal pussy.
Once again, jolts of pleasure ripped through my body as the plug held firm, refusing to give up its warm place inside my hole.
Using the slippery soap, I lubed up my anal entrance around the plug’s shaft and once again gave it a tug. The wide part of the plug began to spread open my hole the same as it had done when I had forced it in. I pulled out more forcefully, spreading my hole to the widest part of the shaft of the anal plug.
White spots appeared in my eyes, and my knees turned to jello. My breath became ragged as I collapsed to the shower floor. The plug popped free, and I almost ejaculated right then and there.
As my world slowed down and I drifted back into reality, I made it back to my feet, finished my shower, and stepped out to dry myself. My cock was in a constant state of erectness.
Looking at the clock beside the bed, I noticed it was getting close to 11 AM. I quickly laid out my outfit and began to dress just as I had been instructed.
Dressed, wig, makeup, mirror check. Not bad, if I must say so. I still looked like a man trying to be a slutty sissy, but I was getting better at the makeup. Damn, 11:50 AM. I quickly downed a couple of shots of tequila from the minibar to help me relax.
Still having no clue what to expect, I sat in a chair and sipped slowly at a third shot waiting for the door to open. I had left Dana’s name at the desk with an ok to issue her a key card. So I felt confident there would be no knock and no warning before she walked into the suite.
I was not wrong in my assumption of Dana’s entrance. Promptly at noon, the door came open as Dana paraded herself in just as if she owned the place. What I did not expect were the three men who walked in the right behind her.
My face went crimson as there I sat dressed in a red webtop, a red skirt that barely covered my ass, a lacy red bra, red bikini panties with the insignia, ‘I heart cock’ across the ass. Red web thigh high stockings, red open toe 5″ heels, sissy makeup with very red lipstick, red painted finger and toenails, and topped with a bob cut bright red wig.
Before I could say a word, Dana laughed and asked the three men if they believed her now? All three men were staring at me in amazement. It was apparent that Dana had informed them of my sissy slave status. It was equally obvious that they had not believed she had her ex-husband controlled in such away.
With no other option or any way out of my present predicament, I just sat there in disbelief of how Dana had just put me in front of three complete strangers.
Dana turned to me and explained, “This is Rod, Matt, and Steve, and they are here today to do whatever I ask them to do to you.” She waved her hand, pointing at each man in turn as she introduced my tormentors for the day.
Rod was rugged at, say, 6′ and lean, maybe 190 lbs. Brown hair, muscular build, and dark eyes. Matt was very similar to Rod but just a bit taller. Steve was shorter. Maybe about 5′ 9″, and I guessed around 170 lbs: blonde hair, dark tan, and deep green eyes.
Dana continued with, “These three horn dogs work with me, and all three have been trying to fuck me since my first day with the company. I am tired of fighting them off, so I gave them a choice. If they come here today and do ANYTHING, I say I will fuck each of them.”
There it was. There was the plan. I swallowed hard now that I knew my fate. I wasn’t sure if I should be excited or terrified. It really didn’t matter, and this was going to happen.
The way all three of these men stared at Dana, I knew the hunger for her as I had felt it myself so many times. I knew they would rape me right here right now if I refused to cooperate. Dana was going to make this happen, and they were going to join her. A shot at her pussy was all they needed to turn them into sissy fucking horndogs.
Dana wasted no time on further pleasantries. She ordered all three men to strip. Then ordered me to my knees in the middle of them. As Rod, Matt, and Steve started to undress, I assumed my position kneeling in the middle of the circle these men had created.
Dana took her spot in the chair I had been sitting in. Glancing at her, I could see the amusement in her eyes. But there was more. I suddenly realized this was more than an ex-wife humiliating her ex-husband to her.
As she watched me kneeling surrounded by now naked men, there was hunger in her eyes, almost like starvation. She wanted this for her much more than just for my humiliation. She loved this, and it was now apparent.
“Ok, boys, you have all watched porn, I know, so take this bitch and use her like a complete cock loving cumslut. That is what she is, and I want to see her ravaged by cock and drowned in cum. Do this for me, and I promise each of you will get to have me as well,” commanded Dana.
It was as if she had taken the leash off three mad dogs. They attacked me, and in no time at all, I was turned into a slut being filled with fingers and cocks in every way imaginable.
Matt and Rod, I had decided, had to be brothers as they were so alike in almost every way it was hard to tell them apart. They had almost identical cocks. 7 to 7.5 inches, circumcised, and big round fatheads. Rod was very close in length, but he had girth. Oh boy, did he have girth? Rod’s cock was as fat as a coke can and as hard as steel already.
Matt and Steve both decided to fuck my mouth at the same time. I opened as wide as I could, to the point my jaws ached immediately. Two cocks rammed into my warm wet mouth. The brutality of their actions was amazingly hot and was turning me on in a way I did not understand. I licked and sucked as both men moaned and tried to fuck my mouth even deeper.
Rod, in turn, got down behind me and jerked my panties down around my thighs. I don’t know where he got the lube, but he rammed two lubed fat fingers into my ass cunt. Rod pushed more lube into my hole and forced a third finger into my gaped hole.
I moaned hard around the two mouth-raping cocks in my mouth as Rod opened my man pussy up. I was now glad Dana made me sleep with the anal plug as my hole opened easy to accept the hard-ass fingering I was receiving. I almost screamed around the cocks I was sucking as a fourth finger forced itself into my asshole.
Rod was a true bull. He wanted to own my ass and was going to do it. I tried to move forward to get away from his fingers, but there was nowhere for me to escape to. My actions only gave Matt and Steve the idea that I wanted them to fuck my mouth harder.
Matt and Steve had given up on trying to both get into my throat at the same time and started to alternate. One would pull out, and the other would push in. They were hardcore fucking my face. Both holding my hair and ramming their cock’s balls deep into my throat. Slimy spit-up was coating my chin and chest as well as their hard cocks. They were not allowing me to suck their amazing cocks. It was face fucking, and that was it.
Meanwhile, Rod had four fingers moving easily in and out of my asshole. I felt more lube being squirted into my gaping hole. I thought here it comes. He is going to fuck me now. I was wrong. Four fingers again, then Rod added his thumb. I yelled, but no sound came out as my throat was full of cock.
I heard Dana yell, “Do it, Rod. Fist that sissy’s ass pussy.”
That was the last thing I heard before I felt fire explode in my ass. My sphincter felt like it had been ripped from my body. Then a fullness I could not even imagine. Rod had his entire hand in my asshole. I was in excruciating pain. Tears openly flowed down my face. I gagged and gagged on the cocks fucking my throat.
I flailed and squirmed, trying to get away, but six strong hands were having none of me escaping. Then something happened. I had what felt like an orgasm. I did not ejaculate, but my entire body rocked and jerked and spasms uncontrollably.
My body jerked and thrashed about like a fish out of water. Suddenly I wanted Rod’s fist in my asshole forever. I never had such an intense orgasm before. It went on and on. I don’t know for how long, but it seemed like forever.
My mind went blank. I no longer had any thoughts other than giving pleasure to the face fucking cocks and enjoying the fist in my asshole. I was a mindless cock-loving slut. I had many times thought the women in porn faked it when they went berserk over cock. Now I wasn’t s sure as all I wanted was for the cocks to continue abusing me.
As Rod continued to fist my ass, I devoured the two cocks before me. Matt and Steve did not have to fuck my face anymore. I freely rammed my throat down each of their cocks fucking myself and loving it. I was a desperate cocksucker doing everything I could to swallow their cocks over and over until they gave me the cum I was dying to have.
With my ass still full of fist moving around almost out then back in, I moaned over and over on the cocks I was sucking. Matt and Steve couldn’t hold out any longer and started cumming. My mouth filled to overflowing, and my face was being coated. I swallowed and gulped their precious cock nectar down.
Matt and Steve backed away and sat down on the bed to catch their breath. I fell forward onto my face on the floor. This afforded Rod better access to my asshole.
Rod rammed deep three or four times rapidly, making me scream out. Fuck, it hurt, but I wanted it. I wanted him to obliterate my fuck hole.
I moaned out loudly, “God yes, yes fuck my sissy cunt pussy. Make me a filthy cock-loving whore. Own my cunt. Please own my cunt”.
I heard Dana laugh as she heard me. Lying face down on the floor. My face still covered in cock juice and my ass full of fist literally begging for Rod to make me a sissy whore.
Suddenly pain returned. Rod was trying to pull his fist out of my hole. No longer was my ring closed around his wrist, but now his fat fist was trying to spread me open and remove itself from my ravaged hole.
When his fist came free, I fell forward onto my stomach. My face on the floor, my asshole quivering, my breath ragged and shallow. Then I felt the weight on me. Rod was lying on my back.
I felt his big fat cock spread my ass cheeks and slide right into my wide-open man pussy. Rod was not gentle, and he did not go slow. He shoved his cock as deep into me as he could. He held himself deep inside me for a minute or so, enjoying the heat of my depths around his cock shaft.
Then he started. Rod began to fuck me like a madman pistoning in and out of me with lightning speed. When his cock bottomed out on my sissy cunt hole, his pelvis would slap against my ass, making a slapping sound so loud the neighboring rooms had to hear it.
If they did not hear the slapping, they most assuredly had to hear my grunts, groans, and moans. All of which was dwarfed by my demands that he fuck my pussy harder, faster, deeper over and over.
I heard myself demanding, begging, pleading to be fucked and whored and knew Dana had succeeded in turning me into a crazed cock and cum whore that would do ANYTHING for her just to get that next cock. That next load of hot man cum. I was her bitch, and I loved it.
Rod was growling as he pummeled my asshole with his fat man meat. I knew he was going to cum soon. I started begging him to fill my cock hole with his cum. I begged for his cum in my ass.
I felt Rod go deep and stop suddenly. He was all the way in my cock hole. His heavy balls were resting on me, and I felt them a jerk. Then his cock spasms and started jerking inside me.
He was cumming. I could feel it warm and wet inside my asshole. He came and came until finally, his cock began to subside. I moaned as Rod pulled his man cock out of my sissy pussy.
Rod quickly moved around in front of me and grabbed my hair. Jerking my head up, my mouth opened automatically from the way my neck was bent back. He shoved his cock in my mouth and ordered me to clean his cum and my asshole off his cock.
Without hesitation, I slurped and licked him clean. His bitter cum mixed with my ass all over his cock, and I licked him clean. I knew this really made me into a complete and disgusting cock loving sissy whore, but I was too far gone to stop myself now.
When Rod’s cock was clean, he moved away and sat back on the floor, leaning against the wall to recover. I just lay there, unable to move or even roll onto my back.
I was trying to regain my senses when I heard Dana tell Matt and Steve, “Boys bring that sissy whore over here between my legs.”
Matt and Steve took my arms and dragged me over to where Dana was seated, and put me between the thighs. Sometime during the events of the day, she had removed her clothes and was completely naked. Her pussy was glistening with her wetness.
Dana grabbed my hair and pulled my face into her sopping pussy. I knew what she wanted and went to town, licking her pussy lips, sucking her clit, and drinking her cunt juices.
Dana immediately went to moaning and pulling my face into her cunt harder and harder. I licked and sucked desperately, trying to make her cum on my tongue. Just when I thought she was going to reward me with her love fluids, she shoved me away so forcefully that I fell back onto my ass.
Without missing a beat, Steve jumped in and shoved his cock into Dana’s pussy. Steve started fucking the woman he had been after for so long. The tortured look on his face proved he had wanted Dana for a long time. He was so pent up he was going to cum, and he could not stop himself. He knew it.
Steve fucked Dana’s delectable pussy for mere minutes before he threw his head back and exploded inside her for his second load of the afternoon.
Steve barely got his withering cock out of Dana’s cum filled snatch before she forced my face into her pussy, demanding I lick her clean and suck his cum out of her. I obliged happily.
This continued in much the same manner until all three men had fucked Dana’s incredible pussy and filled her with their cum, only for me to lick it out of her.
When finally all three men had cum a second time, and Dana couldn’t take anymore. I had licked her clean the third time and sucked all the cocks clean. Everyone seemed spent. I was exhausted, but the whore in me wanted more. I glanced at the clock.
It was after 4 PM. We had been going at it for more than four hours. The people started to get dressed to leave. Each one shoved their cocks in my mouth one last time before tucking them away.
Dana, still naked, was lying on the bed, too worn out to get up. I was still on the floor, covered in dried cum and slime.
All three men thanked Dana for an incredible time and hoped to repeat it soon. They walked out the door and were gone.
Dana sat up on the bed and said, “Ok, sissy let’s get you in the shower and cleaned up.”
Her tenderness and caring surprised me, but I was glad for it. I was worn out to the point I could barely move. My entire body ached. My ass was starting to let me know the abuse of today was going to be a constant reminder for a few days. My jaws hurt from the face fucking. My throat was sore. I couldn’t believe the abuse I had taken and LOVED.
Dana helped me up off the floor and walked with me to the shower. She set the water so it wasn’t overly hot and stepped into the shower with me.
In my drained condition, I just stood in the warm water and let it caress my body. I closed my eyes and started to relax.
Dana surprised me further by taking a washcloth and body wash and washing my body. We used to bathe each other when we were married. It was a pleasant memory. I stood there with eyes closed and let her wash me.
Having washed my upper body, Dana knelt and washed my legs, my ass, and finally my cock and balls. I had not cum throughout the entire afternoon, so her washing woke my cock up, and it hardened immediately.
Dana turned me, so the spray washed away the soap using her hand to make sure no soap remained on my cock or balls. My eyes flew open when I felt her mouth envelope my shaft and swallow my entire cock.
Dana was absolutely the best cocksucker I had ever met in my life. Leaning back against the shower wall, I just stood there enjoying the amazing blowjob Dana was giving me.
Although I would like to say it went on forever, it really was just minutes before I touched her shoulder. A way I always had in the past let her know I was close to cumming.
When Dana felt my hand on her shoulder, she swallowed my cock all the way down and swallowed around my shaft four or five times. I began to cum. She moved up to take my load in her mouth. Dana kept her mouth on my cock head until my orgasm subsided.
While I was still in orgasmic bliss, she rose and kissed me. I realized she saved the cum for me as she pushed it into my mouth with her hot tongue. I sucked her tongue and licked her mouth and lips, making sure I took it all and swallowed it down.
Dana quickly washed, then helped me out of the shower, and we both toweled off.
We walked back into the bedroom hand in hand, my mind racing with confusion. This was my EX wife. My tormentor. My humiliator. Where was this tenderness coming from?
Before I could begin to decipher what this all meant, Dana climbed into the bed beside me. Our naked bodies snuggled together. Dana laid her head on my chest with my arm around her shoulders the way we had slept so many times before.
This was turning into an amazing but very confusing weekend. I tried to think about where this was going. I was about to ask Dana that very thing when I heard her soft snoring. She was out.
Well, we would just have to talk when she woke up. I snuggled deeper into the blankets and pulled her naked body closer to mine. That was the last I remember before we both fell asleep.
The End.
