He toys with the lace ruffles on my panties. His fingers move over the ruffles and up and down the crack of my butt. I flick my tongue over the hole of his erection and then take it deeply into my mouth, holding it at the base straight up. His eyes are closed as he lays naked on the bed, his huge hard cock sticking up off of him. I start to pump, start to masturbate him with my mouth the way he likes it. I feel him slip his hand down into the back of my panties and grip my right cheek. He starts to breathe deeply. His finger reaches up into the crack of my butt, finds my tight little hole. I get goose bumps as he touches me like that. I arch my back and push back against it. I know he's ready to cum. I know this man. I start to concentrate on the head of his cock.
And then I feel the first spurt of his cum hit the back of my throat. Then huge spurts one after the other, I swallow it all.
After I finish I lift up on the edge of the bed, lean down over him. I kiss his nipple. I lick my lips as I look down at him. He just came huge into my mouth. I kept my mouth on him and swallowed it all just like he likes, not choking. I am used to this. He looks at me.
"Sissy faggot. My little bitch. I know you don't like the taste of cum but that doesn't stop you from swallowing it, does it? Does it?"
"No, Daddy."
I feel my face redden. He laughs, reaches back and slaps my butt hard. I feel my face turn deep red as he talks dismissively to me. He laughs louder. I taste his cum in my mouth. He loves to embarrass me, point out my submissiveness.
"I told a friend of mine about you. He was shocked at first, said he didn't know that I was gay. That cracked me up. I told him I'm no faggot. But that I have one I use. I told him I own a little bitch that will suck my cock anytime I tell him too."
He sees me look to the bed, slightly ashamed of what I am for him. But he knows I'm totally addicted to it.
"I told him 'gay'? No way, the faggot is gay, a queer. I just take advantage of that and use his mouth and ass."
He laughed and took my hair into his hand, held my head in place looking into my eyes.
"I told him that if he saw the faggot, saw this sissy faggot in the sissy outfits the faggot wears, he'd understand that the faggot is not even close to being a man. That he's a fuck toy, a sissy. And I told him that if he ever fucked the faggot's mouth he'd want to do it again and again."
He stares at me as he tightens his grip in my hair. I wince, feel a very slight tear in my eye.
He put his other hand up between my legs as I sat on the bed looking down at him. He felt the wet spot on the front of my panties. He felt my tiny soft little penis shrink inside of them.
"I want you to blow my friend. He's almost ready, still hesitant to do anything he considers gay. But he's more than interested. I know that. And his wife is not doing it for him, not at all. You'll make a good little cocksucker for him, for the two of us."
