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Athletic attractive masc. wm.
Sub bottom. Like to show off (stripper roleplay, cfnm), medical play, crossdress, be spanked, verbal abuse. etc. DDF, discreet, safe, sane and expect the same.
Read my journal for experiences.
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An Unfulfilled Fantasy:
I show up a mistress’s place for what I arranged as a feminization session and she has me strip naked. She takes me to a dressing room full of crossdressing items (lingerie, wigs, make up, shoes, etc). She instructs me to take 15 minutes to get dressed and make myself as passable as possible or I will be painfully punished. She gathers my clothes and takes them into another room. There is a table and mirror for make up. I powder my face and apply tinted lip gloss and silver eye shadow. I find a straight shoulder length brown wig that matches my natural hair color and put it on. I go to the clothing closet and pick out a hot pink satin bustier with garder straps and matching satin panties and thigh high stockings with lace top. I find a pair of black patent high heel pumps and slide my feet into them. When I’m finished I look in a full length mirror and see that although I may not be completely passable I am at least cute as a woman. Then I hear a tap on the order.
“Time’s up, come out.” She orders.
I walk out nervously, I can feel my heart pounding through my chest as the humiliation of what I am wearing in front of a woman sets in.
“Not bad! Not bad! You will do fine!” she said. I wondered what she meant by I will do fine.
She has me turn around slowly and she slaps my lower butt cheek that is not completely covered by the panties.
“Cute little sissy ass!” she says excitedly. She then cuffs my hands behind my back and puts a collar around my neck and attaches a leash. She picks up a riding crop and asks if I will be an obedient sissy slut. I hesitate after being called such a thing and then feel the tip of crop sting my butt.
“Yes Mistress!”
“Good, you have some pleasing to.” She said walking towards the door and pulling me by the leash as I struggled awkwardly to walk in the high heeled pumps. We enter the other room and I see fit and smooth man with his hands cuffed and linked above his head to a chain clothes line. He is wearing nothing except a royal blue lycra thong. His eyes widen as he sees me. Now I feel a rush of embarrassment and humiliation that is overwhelming. I look at his package to see if he is excited and he appears to be nicely hung but not erect. I look back at his face and realize he saw me looking and his pouch, now I am even more embarrassed and can feel the heat in my face.
She says to him, “I told you I’d reward you if you were good.” She pulls me over to 4-5 feet in front of him and orders me to slowly turn around for him to see.
“Isn’t she cute? She told me she wants your cum.” she said, the embarrassment deepened.
She pushes me chest to chest with him and whispers in my ear “kiss him, he wants to taste your lips, go ahead, I know you’re wondering what it would be like, kiss him.” I hesitate and she steps back and picks up a flogger and stings my ass with it. “Kiss him!!!”
I flinch each time as the slaps continue and he leans forward and begins kissing me.
“You better kiss him good, use some tongue, I wanna see tongue.” She backs off and pics up a camera I hear the shutter as she snaps each shot. “That’s it sweetie, be his girlfriend.” She teases. I can feel his thong package swell as he pushes and slides against mine in the satin panties. Then she pulls me back and helps me to my knees, his now buldging pouch inches from my face. I can see the outline of his head pointing downward through the blue material.
“Be a good girlfriend and love his cock.” She orders. It bounces a little as he tries to step closer. Arching his back he manages to rub the pouch on face, side to side across my nose.
“Common, kiss it!!!” she orders. Then taps my as with the crop. I began to kiss the material covering buldge and he lets out a gasp.
“That’s it keep kissing it, all over, show him you love his cock.” She encourages. As I continue I notice the lip stick prints I am leaving behind. She takes more pictures. He gets so excited his legs began to a shake.
“Oh, we forgot to dance.” She said helping me back up and and cuffing me.
“I want you to give him a good dirty dance, rub your body on his.” She said turning on a cd. I started by gently hugging and swing my hips from side to side our hard cocks behind the material would briefly catch each other before sliding off.
He whispered “Let me feel that ass.” I turned around rubbed my butt from side to side on his package until it lock on the middle and then I bent over and slide it up and down on him as he grinded me.
“That’s hot!” she said snapping more pictures.
When the song ended she came over and cuffed me behind my back.
“Has she teased you enough yet?” He nodded yes.
“Are you ready to have her?” He nodded yes again.
I starred and smiled at me as she began freeing him from his restraints.
“Ut oh, what’s getting ready to happen?” I thought
Free he walks towards me rubbing his package with one hand. I began to back up.
“You have to finish what you started you little prick tease.” She said stepping in behind me. He puts his chest on mine and grabs my ass which both hands and begins kissing me while pulling my package to his. She whispers to me “get on your knees and finish him off.” He stops and gently but firmly pushes my shoulders towards the floor as she spanks me a couple times with her hand.
Once I am down she says “Get his cock out with your mouth” I gently bite the top of the thong and pull it down to the point that his cock springs out with a bounce.
“Suck it slut, suck it” She orders.
I put my lips around the head and lick underneath it and lets out a sigh of relief. He runs his fingers through the hair of my wig and pushes my head forward on his cock as he gently thrust. I can taste the salty precum as he quickens his pace.
He pulls it out a with his hand slaps it on my lips and open mouth while I look up at him. All the while I heat the camera snapping pics. He shoves it back in and leans over my back pulls my panties up into a wedgie with one hand and digging rubbing his finger over my hole with the other hand. I nervously squirm and flinch my cheeks to keep his hands out. He pulls his cock out of my mouth and spanks once hard and tries again.
“That’s it, show her who wear the pants.” The mistress remarks with a chuckle.
“You want to fuck her?” she asks him. “Yes.” He replies.
She grabs my leash and the help me up. She takes me over to padded saw horse and gets me on all fours on it and cuffed down to it. She stands next to me and gives me another wedgie tug as he begins pushing the panties inside me with his cock.
She asks him “Does that feel good? I bet you can”t wait to get inside that cute little ass.”
He nods and his breathing is getting louder. She puts a condom on him and then slid my panties down. I hear the squirt of KY jelly and feel the coldness on my hole she spreads my cheeks and he pushes his head against my hole. I finch and she slaps one cheek. He gets his head inside me and I squirm. She slaps again, “Sit still!” She rests her side over my lower back to hold me down and I relax to let him in. The pain rush as first causes me to gasp.
“She’s tight, hold it there for a minute.” She tells him as a breath heavily to relax the pain away. Then he begins slowly in and out, she retrieves the camera for more pictures. “Good girl! You like that don’t you!” she teases me as she takes pictures of me getting nailed. “I want to see you cum all over her cute little ass she tells him.” He thrusts and suddenly pulls out and pulls of the condom and strokes out his orgasm all over my butt.
I feel the hot spurts as the land on my skin and hear the camera rapidly taking pitures.
He walks over and rubs the tip across my lips as if his cum were lipstick.
She walked over and aim the camera in my face and said, “I need a close up of this little slut.”
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My Third Experience
Was more recent with a different Pro Domme in a nearby state. I was interviewed over the phone and after viewing her website decided to try the Medical fetish scenario. The scenario would be that of a physical and surprise sexual orientation testing. The twist came from my enjoyment of having my masculinity challenged. When I arrived I was greeted by the domme in a real nurses uniform, albeit a short skirt, complete with hat and white stockings. She wasn’t wearing a cheesy Halloween nurse costume. Come to find out she was a real nurse. Anyways the room was dimly lit but set up like a real examination room, complete with a examination table, white curtained partition, and table with medical supplies.
I was told to strip to my underwear and put on a hospital gown. To get things off to a rocky start I had purposely bought and put on women’s panties under my jeans. They were a pink silky material with the word “Princess” across the butt. Knowing this, I got reluctant and just removed my shirt, put on the gown and sat on the table.
“I’m sorry, the pants need to come off to.” She said.
I froze. “It’s okay, you don’t have anything I haven’t seen before. Go ahead and take them off.” She reassured.
I stood up, unbuttoned, unzipped and removed them while managing to conceal the panties behind the gown. “You can put them on the chair” she said referring to my hastily folded jeans and pointing to a chair behind me. As I turned and laid them on the chair I suddenly remembered the open back nature of hospital gowns and realize she saw the panties when she said “Whaaaat? What are you wearing?” I quickly turnend aand close the back with my hand. She walked over and reached around to lift it. “I, I can explain..” I stuttered as she lifted and revealed “Princess!!!” she blurted out. “No, it’s not what you think.” I tried to reason. “You’re gay, that’s okay, I’ll just make a note in your chart.”
“No really, I’m not please don’t write it.”
“Well, I’ll have to test you to be sure. I can’t say I’ve ever seen a straight man wearing pink princess panties to a physical before.”
“If I pass the test, you wont write that then?”
“Sure, but I doubt you’ll pass. Go ahead and have a seat on the table.”
Then she sat in a chair across from me with a clipboard and asked me a series of questions:
“Have you ever touched another mans penis?”
“Have you participated in oral sex with a man before?”
“Have you participated in anal sex with a man before?”
“Have you ever thought of a man while masturbating?”
“Have you ever masturbated to gay pornography?”
“Have you ever had homo erotic dreams?”
“Have you ever secretly worn womens clothing? We can check yes on that one.”
I denied most of them and in the end she said the questionnaire was inconclusive and that physical test would be required. She had me stand up and remove the panties. With latex gloves and a tape measure she took numerous measurements of my limp from nervousness penis, carefully writing each one down.
She walked over and retrieved a realistic dildo with both penis and testicles from a cabinet it was about 6-7” long and a natural skin tone color.
She held it out to me and said “I want to masturbate this the way you would your own penis for one minute.”
“This is really akward.” I replied
“Go ahead, starting now!” She said as she looked at her watch to time me.
A minute later “Stop!” She said reaching out to take the dildo. She had me stand and then took penis measurements again.
“Hmm no real change. Okay next in need you to perform fellatio for one minute and then I’ll take measurements.” She could see my reluctance and continued “These are standard tests if you’re not gay it shouldn’t be a problem. Are you ready?”
“I guess.”
“Start now!”
I sucked it and licked it and notice her looking at me with a smile.
“And stop! You looked pretty good at that, sure haven’t done that before?”
“yes, I’m sure.”
More measurements.
“Hmm, I think you might a have grown a little, I better measure again.”
“If I did it might be from you touching me to measure.”
“Oh I don’t think I’m your type though.” She said as she remeasured.
“Well if you did grow it was very little. Remove your gown please” She concluded.
The gown dropped to my feet exposing me completely.
“Have you ever rubbed your penis against another penis?”
“No, of course not.”
Then she set her watch and began rubbing the dildo against my cock an balls, as if the two cocks were gently wrestling each other. After the minute she began to measure and remark “Now we are getting somewhere, there is certain penis growth this time.”
“Really? No way!”
“Look, I can see the difference. Besides the measurements don’t lie, unlike some patients. We can do another test if you really think its necessary.”
“Yes, I’m telling you I’m not gay.”
She walked over and turned on a tv put in a dvd of gay porn.
“I need you to watch the tv and don’t look away from it.”
Shortly into the film there was a threesome with one guy laying on his back on a dining room table sucking getting fucked while the other straddled his head for a blow job.
I watched intently to the point of being mesmerized by it. The concentration was broken by “I knew it! You failed!” I quickly turned my head towards her to see her pointing and staring at my mid section. I looked down and saw my fully erect penis.
“Wow lets measure that! Stand up!” her validation complete.
My cock stood out with a slight curl upward, hard as a rock.
“7 inches! That will make some guy happy!” she said with glee in her voice.
“It’s okay, lots of guys are like that, you need not be ashamed.” She reassured.
“What part of that video made you so hard? You can tell me, it’s confidential.”
“The guy on his back getting fucked and sucking the other two, I guess.”
“So you must be a bottom, like the female.”
“I do have one more test that is required now that your preference is confirmed.”
“What’s that? I asked.
She did answer but said I needed to lay back which I did. She strapped my arms and chest to the table. “What are you doing?” I asked to no answer. She put stirrups in the edge of the table and firmly strapped my legs to them. Now I was completely bound on my back with my legs high in stirrups exposing my ass and genitals.
She opened put opened a case full of dildos and vibrators. I was getting scared “what are you doing?” I repeated. She pulled up a chair between my legs and looked at me and said “Have you had anal sex yet?”
“No! I’m not gay.”
She squirted a blob of KY jelly on the end of her two fingers and began rubbing the cold goo on my now puckered anus.
“Let’s have a check inside.” She said as she inserted a finger. Pushing all around the inside “You are tight, gay men like there guys tight.”
“We need to find out how big of a penis you can safely take so that when you give in to those desires of yours, you wont get hurt. Remember to use plenty of lube.”
She started with a small plug coaching me to relax and take it in. Then she worked her way up dildo by dildo until she got to the 6-7” one. It was a struggle but I finally was able to take it. “Good boy! Let’s see if you can ride it.” She removed the restrains and set on the table and had me straddle it and take it slowly in all the way down to the balls. “Here suck this one. Take it in deep” She said holding a similar realistic one in front of my mouth. “Bounce up and down on that cock! Ride it! Keep sucking!” Bouncing up and down on one and sucking another she pushed my hand to my erect penis encouraging me “Go ahead and masturbate, I know you want to ejaculate.” She held out a specimen cup
for me. I could see her amusement with the spectacle and leaned forward and let it go, a huge load in the cup. I pulled my self up off the rubber cock and fell back with my head spinning.
“No straight man would have agreed to stroke a dildo much less masturbate while sitting on one.” She said with laughter. Just then I realized the first test was a trick and what followed was her amusing her self at my expense.
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My Second Experience:
Proceeding in chronological order my next experience came years later when I got up the nerve and money to visit a professional (female) dominatrix. She had an elaborate play area with different themed rooms. She greeted me in everyday street clothes and invited me in. We sat down for an interview over coffee. She asked about prior experience and I shared the above experience with her but didn’t want her to think I was gay so a bragged a little of the woman I had slept with. She asked detailed questions about sexual positions I preferred with them etc. I went on and on not realizing it would later be used against me. Since I didn’t have any experience she decided to give me a little taste of everything.
After the interview she had me strip to my underwear. After giving a look up and down she put a collar on me that attached to leather cuffs on my back. She pushed me to my knees and opened a dresser that was full of wigs, lingerie, etc. She got some make up out and pulled my head back by my hair and forcefully put on lipstick on my lips followed by foundation and eye shadow. Then she pulled out a long blond wig and put it on me. “Stand up!” she ordered which took a second since my hands her cuffed behind my back.
She then positioned me in front of a full length mirror. Then she pulled my underwear down and put on pink lace crotchless panties, keeping everything exposed. She added white thigh high stockings and a pink sheer top with fur along the bottom. She was very verbal as she dressed me “Today you get to find out what its like to be a girl” and teasing “Look at you!” and laughing. My cock got hard. She firmly tapped down on it with two fingers and said “Oh, you won’t need that thing today.”
She hooked a finger under the loop on the collar and pulled me over to a padded table bed that had restraints on the four posts and mirror on the ceiling. she had me lay on my stomach and restrained my wrists and ankles to the four corners and then gagged me. When she was done she said “you’re my bitch now, you took a big risk coming here, just like when you stripped for those fags,” and then she left and was gone for what seemed like a long while as my imagination raced with fear. Then I heard the door open and she walked back over and what a sight to see! Tall boots, a leather and chain combo that partially exposed her smaller perky breats and nipples. I got hard again at the sight of her in that out fit, it was hard to believe it was the same woman that was in jeans and sweatshirt earlier. The fun was short lived when she got on the table just behind me and spanked my ass so hard while telling me that I had to do what she asked or it would be much worse. She kept asking if I would obey and a frantically nodded yes as I flinched and squirmed with after slap to my reddened ass. Once convincved, she rewarded me with some fondling and tickling of my cock and balls. “Why are you getting hard?! Did I give you permission?!” she sounded pissed. “We’ll fix that” and tied it up like a pretzel with rope. “I’m going to turn you over and re-restrain you, are you going to be a good girl?” I nodded yes, I like a good spank but she was a bit to fierce with the leather paddle.
Once restrained on my back, she straddled me over my torso, “will you be quite if I ungag you?” I nodded yes and she removed it. I saw her nipple poking through between two changes and she caught me and slapped me “Did I say you could look at my tits?!”
“No Mistress.”
“Why were you starring, do you want to suck it or something?”
“Yes mistress” I said and braced for another slap.
“Then how are you to ask?”
“Mistress, may a please suck your nipple?”
She moved the chains and rubbed it with her finger tip and then leaned forward to positioned in front of my mouth. I was shocked but happy and sucked it lovingly for the brief time she allowed. “You suck well, I’m gonna give you a treat that I rarely give.”
Then she turned a squatted over my face. This was so unexpected and not my fvorite thing to do but she pulled the crotch of her outfit a side, grabbed the back of my head and forced it in. My tongue her vagina and nose in her anus, she rocked back and forth and got loud every time my tongue hit her clitoris or anus. Fortunately she was very clean and hairless. While this was going on she untied my privates and stroked my cock but stopping enough to keep me from orgasm. She reached a loud orgasm and squirted in my mouth and down the sides of my face. She climbed off and sighed “you suck good” as she walked away.
She walked back in moments later wearing a dildo harness with this realistic looking cock and balls attached to it. “oh yea, it’s for you.” She said as she noticed my eyes widen. Now with a new relax attitude she leaned over and said “Now I’m going to show what all those girls you used felt like.”
“Suck my cock!” she demanded as she waved it up in down in front my face.
“Common, you know you want to.” Now tapping it against my mouth.
“You need some more convincing?” she said reaching for the paddle. I opened my mouth and wrapped it around the head.
“Suck! You better get me off this way or I’ll have to fuck you with it.” The thought of that big thing and the memory of the pain of the smaller real one made this in order I had to grant. I sucked it the way I like to be sucked.
“Wow, much better, I think you like sucking cock.”
“Sorry, still not good enough as she pulled it back out of my mouth. Time to roll back over.” She had me turn over put the collar/cuffs back on me and attached to my ankles to the posts, spread eagle. She propped my ass put with pillows under my mid section. Then the spanking began again with questions repeated until answered properly,
“Who does your ass belong too?”
“What are you?”
“Do you want me cock in your ass? Say it, yell it! Yell I want to you to fuck my sissy ass Mistress!”
Finally she stopped and put on latex gloves in inserted a finger, then two, then came her strapon cock, slow and steady. It hurt but I remembered to try and relax and finally she reached the point where its in and I’m relaxed I let out a loud sigh and then she began a steady gentle thrusting. “you like getting fucked like a dog you little slut? huh?’ what if all those girls could see you now with a big cock in your ass, all dressed up like a girl? What do you think they’d think of you? That you are a stud? Ha! They’d KNOW you’re a little sissy faggot who likes getting fucked in his ass.” She said she increased the thrusts.
When she was done she released me from the restraints.
“I guess you want to cum by now.” she said.
“Yes mistress!” I said excitedly thinking I might get a blow job or chance to fuck her.
She took me back to the dressing room and put me in front of the full length mirror.
She pulled out a little paper cup, handed it to me and said, “You may cum but you’ll have to drink it.”
By this time I had so much build up I needed to cum, eventhough I had never tasted my own cum or any male cum. She sat in a chair next to the mirror and said “Go ahead, play with that little sissy cock into you cum.” She stared at my cock the entire time I masturbated, giggling and commenting “wow, look at the big stud jerking off in lingerie and make up in front of the mirror. Look at those cock sucking red lips of yours! That ass looks like its been fucked good!” The humiliation and embarrassment sent me over the edge and I had a loud orgasm filled the little cup with a thick hot load of jiz.
“Be a good girl now and swallow.” She said.
“Do I have to, really?” I pleaded
“YES!!!!” she took the cup from me.
“Stick your tongue out.” Holding it up to my mouth. I did and she shook it out on to my tongue.
“Now close. Don’t swallow yet… Open let me see.”
“Dang that’s a big load of man cum in there. How does it taste?”
“Salty” I mumbled with my mouth full.
“Now swallow, SWALLOW IT!” she ordered
I choked it back.
“Open, let me see.”
“Good girl! You ready to go out and suck the real thing now.”
I cleaned up and left after that. I learned a lot about my likes and dislikes for that experience.
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My First Experience:
My first experience with domination came as a surprise. It was also my first experience with men. Since this time I have only limited domination experiences with men. When I was in my late teens I answered a personal ad for male stripper. I had often fantasized about dancing around a room of wild screaming women. It was a man who arranged the meeting. When I showed up at his apartment I found this older man by himself, he told me this was merely an audition to bigger jobs that paid. He asked me to put on a little gold posing pouch for him and he would need to take some poloroid pictures. So I went to the bathroom and changed. I was soooo nervous, I had never worn anything like this before, especially for a guy!
When I emerged back into the living room I noticed he had gay porn on the tv, I had never seen gay sex and my curiosity kept me glancing at it. He asked me to stand in the middle of the room and then told me how to pose for each pic, first straight on, a profile, one of my back, one on all fours from behind. As they sat developing on the coffee table he asked me to come over to him and stand next to where he was seated on the couch, I stood in front of him and he took a close up of the gold lamé pouch. He put the camera down and began rubbing my legs “you have a nice body” he said. I was so uncomfortable I just turned my head and watched the movie. “You like watching that? It’s okay too.” I didn’t answer and he gently put his hand over the outside of the pouch and began caressing. I quickly put my hand on his wrist and pushed it off. “You can’t be freaked out if someone touches you on a job,” He said “Besides it looks like you’re enjoying this, “ as he looked at my swelling cock through the pouch. “It’s okay to like it, it feels good, besides I won’t tell anyone.”
“You won’t?” I said nervously.
“Of course, not it will be our little secret. You are curious, I can tell,” he replied as he slid his had back over the pouch. I watched as he ran is fingers over the contours of my cock through the tin shiny material. The more he did, the harder I got until the pouch was pushed out revealing some of my balls.
Suddenly the door opened and another guy walked in and his eyes widened when he saw me. I freaked out and assumed a pose to cover myself. “It’s okay, he’s my roommate and I told him you were coming over.” The roommate took a seat in a recliner behind me. And the play resumed and intensified, he began kissing the shaft through the pouch and rubbed my smooth butt cheeks with both hands. Then he slid his tongue beneath the sides of the pouch and I felt the warm wetness first on a partially exposed testical, then along the side of my shaft. I squirmed and my mushroom head worked its way out the top. He noticed and took it in his mouth, pulling the pouch down with his index finger to reveal and envelop the rest of my cock in his mouth. Homophobia kicked in and pushed his shoulders back. He squeezed my ass cheeks firmly and pulled me back in.
When I turned around to see if the roommate was still there, I saw him with his pants down masturbating in the chair.
The sucking stopped and he leaned back and said “What a beautiful cock you have. Here, have a seat next to me.” I used the little pouch to cover my raging erection the best I could but my balls were exposed then quickly sat down. The roommate came and sat on the other side of me and began rubbing my legs and chest as we watched the porn, now in an anal sex scene. The roommate put began stroking me through the material and grabbed my wrist and moved my hand to his cock. The older guy took a picture of us like this.
“Have you ever done that?” He said referring to the anal scene. I shook my head no.
“I bet you’d like it. You have a nice body, you’d be good.”
“No thanks, I’m not gay,” I replied.
He signaled the roommate to go to the other room, and the roommate returned shortly with a dildo, condoms and lube. My eyes widened. “I need you to get on all fours, it’s just a toy.”
“I really don’t want to do that, I think I better go now.” I replied.
“It would be a shame if these pictures got out, you look pretty gay in them, especially this one. Still want to leave?” he replied as he held up the one with me touching his roommates cock.
I was terrified about that getting out so I got on all fours. He grabbed the elastic string at the top of my crack yanked it so hard it ripped off, completely exposing my hole and package. He took some lube on his finger and worked it inside me. “Wow you are tight! You need to relax it.” Then he worked the dildo in, this took a long time because I was an anal virgin and didn’t know how to relax, but after a while it was in. He took another picture of me with the dildo in my ass then removed it.
His roommate began putting on a condom. “I think you’re ready for the real thing now, my roommate’s going to fuck that cute little ass of yours.” I started to move away, but he tightly wrapped his arm around my waist to hold me in place and held my cock in a tight squeeze. His roommate kneeled behind me. “Arch your back, push your ass towards the sky, “ he ordered and then I felt the tip of the head push against my hole. I flinched and he told me to relax. “You can leave when he’s finished.” He told me.
He pushed in, it hurt a lot at first but once I relaxed it wasn’t bad. He worked it in out slowly and let out sighs of his pleasure. The older guy let go of me and began taking pictures of me getting fucked doggie style. Then he laid his head underneath me and began sucking my cock. Before long I had the most mind-blowing orgasm of my life, and sucked out every last drop! His roommate started thrusting harder and getting louder and then stopped and pulled out. When he stood up I noticed his condom was full of cum. The older guy said “I told you that you be a good fuck.” I went to the bathroom to clean up and noticed the polaroids were gone when I returned. When I asked if I could have them, he said “after next time.” I was so humiliated when I left yet so aroused everytime I remembered it. I did go back one more time and got the pictures, but that’s another story.
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