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Dottie's Back Ch. 01

By: buttboi



My thanks go out to Earl Grey for his assistance with editing this story. 

This is a continuation of the "Sissy Hubby" series. To fully comprehend this story, the "Sissy Hubby" series should be read first.

As always, your votes and comments are appreciated.

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Four weeks had passed since my first blowjob party. In that time, I had become obsessed with getting implants. The concept of being tit-fucked and wearing deep-cut tops without being concerned about the distinct line between my flesh and the fake boobs had become a constant fantasy of mine. After begging and whining to both Stacy and Kim for the past month, they tired of my complaining and consented to make an appointment with a doctor.

Time passed slowly until the day of the appointment finally arrived. Stacy had spoken with the doctor on several occasions and decided to join me for the first visit. We sat in the small sterile examination room in silence, my mind running wild with the knowledge of what was about to occur. A soft knock on the door sent a shiver of excitement up my spine. Dr. Mindy entered the room and graciously greeted Stacy as if they were old friends. She turned and introduced herself to me with the caring bedside manner seen only in the movies. 

The exam proceeded quickly, she snapped on rubber gloves and lowered my gown to my lap. My current breast forms removed and she examined the skin on my chest. I was then asked to completely disrobe and rise to my feet, posing in different positions as she and Stacy decided how big of boobs the frame of my body could support. A decision was made to first implant a B-cup to stretch the skin, after a few weeks a large C-cup would be permanently inserted. 

Dr. Mindy then asked me to lay back on the table as she positioned my feet into the stirrups. Without the slightest hint of shock, she unhooked my 'clitty' from the hot pink plug in my 'pussy' and withdrew the plug. I felt so vulnerable and exposed, I now completely understood why Stacy loathed her annual check-up at the Gynecologist. After a thorough quick exam of my 'clitty' and 'pussy', Dr. Mindy stood up and announced that she was finished.

Stacy stood near the door and spoke quietly with my doctor and I got dressed. Pills were prescribed to enhance my nipples. I also overheard a hushed discussion between the two of them regarding hormone therapy. When the doctor had left the room, I bent over against the exam table and Stacy hooked my 'clitty' back onto my plug. I then stood and faced her as she applied the adhesive to my breast forms and positioned them back onto my chest. At the front desk, Stacy scheduled my surgery for the following week, and collected the several prescriptions Dr. Mindy had written.

Stacy and I left the office together and I accompanied her to her car. She grinned at me as she pulled out of the parking lot. I stood on the sidewalk and waved as she drove off to return to work. When her car was out of sight, I strutted through the lot on the way to my bright red Civic. A single thought occupied my mind during the short walk: I will have REAL boobs! I couldn't remember ever being so excited about anything before.

I felt a warm breeze blow up my thighs and reached back to hold my short, purple and white checked skirt down. A bright white thong kept my 'clitty' and plug hidden. When the wind died down, I released my skirt. Reaching up to my chest, I adjusted the matching suspenders to lie on either side of my imitation boobs. My tight white crop top further emphasized my braless tits while leaving the majority of my stomach exposed. 5-inch purple platform heels completed the outfit. 

Walking through the parking lot, trying to remember where I parked, I felt men staring at me as I wandered aimlessly until I finally found my bright red Civic. As I opened the door, I heard a man shout behind me, "Looking good sweetie, looking very good!"

I turned to see an average looking, middle aged man in a suit staring at me with the well-known look of lust in his eyes. I smiled a wicked smile and waved to him, my arm up high enough to expose more of my midriff and raise my skirt enough to flash him a glimpse of my panties. His jaw fell and a look of shock covered his face. I smiled even brighter as I was reminded of how easy it is to get a rise out of a man, and his pants were definitely rising. I briefly considered approaching him and introducing myself, but was dying to get to Kim's house and tell her about my upcoming surgery. While driving out of the parking lot, I glanced in my rear view mirror and saw him watching me leave, holding his briefcase over his groin. 

I could hardly contain my excitement on the drive home. Vivid memories of the days since the first blowjob party occupied my brain. Each day had a similar schedule.

The early morning hours were spent running through my neighborhood and at an aerobics class at a nearby gym. Then back home to clean up and get ready for the day. Stacy still chooses the clothing I wear each day and I am never disappointed in her decision. 

Kim's house was my next stop, after some small talk, I would strip naked and she would give me my daily cleansing douche. What happened next varied from day to day: sometimes we would go shopping, other days she would tease me relentlessly and not allow me to cum, still other days I would play with my 'clitty' in front of her until I came and then feast upon my own cream.

My early afternoons were spent at home doing chores around the house. Jerry, the 18 year old boy from next door stopped by a few times each week at around 3:30. His visits had become a ritual after I boldly invited him in for a drink on his way home from school one day. I knew his parents didn't arrive home until 5:30 and was in dire need of a cock in my mouth. I began flirting with him the second he passed the threshold. He is so cute! He is about 5'8", couldn't weigh more than 130 lbs, and is a textbook nerd. His dark brown hair is always parted to the right and he looks at the ground when he walks. 

I was on my knees before him in 10 minutes. His cock is bent to the right, probably from jerking off so much. It is the perfect size and slides down my throat so easily. I discovered quickly he loves to have his balls sucked on and is never disappointed when his cock shoots its creamy load onto my face. During the second week of his visits, he asked my permission (he is too cute!) to bring a friend along to "meet" me. Jerry and Brian were outside my door, right on time the following day. With their help, I am perfecting my blowjob skills and have found I give one hell of a hand job!

At 5:30, Stacy would arrive home and we would enjoy dinner together. After I had cleaned up the kitchen, we did whatever she had planned. Some nights it was as simple as sitting around the house watching a movie. Other nights she would invite guests over for me to entertain. Most of the time, these guests would be men. I would shift from man to man, offering my mouth to them. Technically, I am still a virgin. Stacy does not believe I am ready for a man to penetrate me.

Stacy would occasionally invite over a group of women, I would obediently lap at their pussies and little brown holes. By the end of evenings like these, Stacy would equip each of them with a strap-on and they would take turns fucking my 'pussy' and mouth.

One memorable evening, Kim and Stacy had arranged a party; six couples attended. I served drinks and snacks while wearing four and half inch black heels, white thigh-high stockings with black & white checked bows on the front of each, a tiny black & white checked skirt with an attached white apron, a matching black & white checked, off-the-shoulder top that left my midriff exposed and a little hat which wasn't more that a piece of matching material that tied under my hair. 

Half-way through the party, Kim sent me to the backyard. On a patio chair, a young woman sat with her legs spread wide, her skirt was bunched up around her waist as she diddled her clit. I knew what was expected of me; I squatted between her thighs as she smiled down at me. Without hesitation, I took her clit between my lips and gently sucked and nibbled on it until she came violently. As she stood up to leave, another woman took her place. I spent the next two hours on my knees gorging myself on all of the attending women. 

As the sixth lady left, Stacy stepped out to see how I was holding up. She found me with juices covering my face and dripping from my chin. She must have known my jaw could take no more and escorted back inside. Upon entering our living room, I found all of the women seated around the room. The men stood in a tight circle surrounding a chair on a plastic tarp, their pants were open and they were all masturbating themselves. Stacy led me to the center of the circle and sat me onto the chair. Each man took their turn straddling my thighs as I jacked them off. After they had achieved their orgasm, they would take a seat next to their mate. When the sixth man had sat down my face and hair was covered with their milky loads. That was a night I will never forget.

My attention was drawn to the rearview mirror by flashing red, blue and white lights. Shit! I pulled onto a completely deserted side street and withdrew my proof of insurance and registration from the glove box. Nervously I extracted my wallet from my purse and reached for my driver's license. Oh my gawd! The picture on my license was of my former male self! 

I was stuffing the license back into my wallet when a knock on my window nearly made me jump out of my skin. Looking up at the police officer, I rolled down my window. "Hello officer, did I do something wrong?" I asked innocently while looking up at his sunglasses with my best 'little girl eyes'.

"You ran a stop light back there. I'll need to see your license, registration and proof of insurance." He replied in that condescending tone they must teach at police school.

Realizing my old name is on both the registration and insurance papers, I discreetly try to slip them out of his sight. "Um, I think I lost them." 

"Well, Miss, if that's the case then we have a problem." He says as he lowers his chin and peers at me over his sunglasses.

"I promise I won't do it again," I say batting my eyelashes and glancing at his significant bulge.

"I can't let you off with only a warning. You could have caused a major accident back there." His eyes wander down to my chest, then to my thighs.

"Isn't there some way we can work this out?" I mischievously ask while blatantly staring at his groin then slowly raising my line of sight up to his face. He looks to be in incredible shape, the muscles of his thighs and chest nearly burst through his uniform. He had rugged good looks and could be a poster boy for the police recruiting office.

"Exactly what are you implying, ma'am?" A smug grin spreads across his face; his vision is locked onto my chest.

"Oh I'm not implying anything! I just thought there might be a way to keep this a secret between just us two." Once again batting my eyelids and grinning, wondering if I should just reach out and grab his cock through his pants.

He bends over and glances from the passengers to the back seat, looks right into my wide-open eyes and smiles a toothy smile. "What do you have in mind?"

Blushing a little as I whisper, "My mouth is good for other things besides talking." I let this comment linger in the air while watching his reaction. He went from wide-eyed shock to a knowing grin.

These must have been the words he was waiting to hear. Without a single word, he glanced back at his car, then opened my door and took my hand. He led me down a nearby alley between two dumpsters. Grabbing a large flattened cardboard box from one of the dumpsters, he placed it on the ground. I stepped onto the box and thanked him for thinking of me. He smiled as he placed his hands on my shoulders and guided me onto my knees.

I reached up and unbuckled his belt and pants. Once my fingers were on the zipper, I opened my eyes as wide as I could and raised my head slightly until I could see his face. Slowly I unzipped his pants and tugged them down. Being careful with my fingernails, I hooked my index fingers into his boxer shorts, pulled them out in the front to clear his cock, then down. 

I lowered my vision for the first time to see his cock; considering the bulge it produced in his pants, it was of a surprisingly average size. The head was large and almost a purple color. His balls hung low in their sack and were the size of walnuts. I lied to him, "Oh my, you are HUGE!"

A look of arrogance appeared on his face and I knew he was thinking, "I know I am, baby."

Placing my hands on his thighs, feeling his leg muscles tense they rose closer to their goal. I cupped his balls in one of my small hands and wrapped the other around the base of his cock. My touch alone seemed to arouse him, his cock stiffened in my grasp. I aimed it at my mouth, then opened wide and slowly moved toward it. 

Sticking out my tongue, I licked the underside of its head. Tightening my grip around the base, I took over half of it in my warm, moist mouth. Sliding off and back down again, all the while staring up into his eyes. I gently fondled his balls with my fingertips, while enjoying his musky manly taste. 

The officer's precum started flowing rather quickly, from my experience I knew he wasn't going to last for long. The precum tasted salty and was thick. 

I have found that each man's cum tastes a little different; some are salty and others are almost sweet. Even the consistency differs from man to man, some are thin and oily others are thick and sticky. Personally, I prefer the less salty, thin loads of cum. I have found them to be easier to swallow; the thick ones tend to get caught in my throat. I have even gagged on occasion while trying to swallow a large, sticky mouthful of cum. Stacy caught that on videotape once; it was almost comical watching myself gagging and spitting up that creamy juice.

My officer placed his hands on my head, raised his chin and moaned, as he thrust his cock deeper into my mouth. Relaxing my throat, I dove forward. Inch by inch, his cock disappeared into my mouth until my nose was nestled in his pubic hair.

His head snapped forward and eyes bulged open. "Holy crap!" he exclaimed.

I withdrew his cock until only the head rested on my tongue. "Mmm, Yummy!" I moaned.

Precum was now pouring out of his cock like a faucet. I tightened and relaxed my grip around the base of his cock, sucking on the head as hard as I could. It suddenly dawned on me that this was a police officer; he had a community to protect and serve!

I shifted gears and began to bob my face up and down on his cock as fast as I could. Releasing his cock and balls, I braced myself against his thighs. It took less than a minute before I felt the muscles in his legs tense up and his cock throb on my tongue. 

He groaned, "Oh my gawd..."

His precum had caked up on my tongue and teeth and I wasn't even going to try to swallow this one. Leaning back on my feet and knees, I wrapped both hands around his cock and jacked him off while staring right at the head. I love to watch a cock shoot cum. The idea of me pleasuring a cock enough to make it erupt is a reward unlike anything I have ever known.

His cock throbbed hard in my hands and a few drops sort of leaked out. Even though it is always depressing when cum drips out, I didn't slow down a bit. His cock 'spit' out a little stream, which landed between my knees as his body almost went into a spasm. He was moaning and groaning loudly as the last two drips seeped out and clung to the head. I leaned forward and licked the small amount before it fell to the ground. 

Was I ever right, his load was very thick with a strong pungent smell and a very salty, almost bitter taste. I gazed up at him and stuck out my tongue for him to see, then closed my mouth and scraped the sticky cream with my teeth and swallowed. He was staring at me as if he had never seen anyone swallow his cum. I opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue, enjoying the mixed look of shock and amusement.

I noticed his nametag for the first time. "Thank you, Officer Shank."

Through pants for air he gasped, "That was amazing!" 

Still slowly pulling on his cock, "It sure was. I didn't think I could even get my mouth around this monster." I found out early on that men love to hear how big their cocks are, and I have no problem stroking a man's ego.

I stood up and dusted off my knees and shoes while he got his pants and belt back on. During this time he kept complimenting me: my innocent eyes, my bright smile and of course my cock-sucking skills. We walked back to our cars and he opened my door like a true gentleman. Leaning over I touched-up my lips with lipstick, gloss and liner in the rearview mirror. He was once again bent over leaning against my door. He asked for my phone number, I teasingly turned him down. After almost begging for it, I asked if a police officer had access to that sort of information. He smiled as I started my car and drove off.

Dottie's Back Ch. 02



My thanks, once again, go out to Earl Grey for his editing assistance. Your votes and comments are always welcome.

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After tossing my purse onto the kitchen counter, I nearly ran across the backyard toward Kim's house. Stopping a few feet short of the fence, I kicked my heels over it, pausing to be sure they landed in Kim's yard. On a previous occasion, one of my heels flew into the yard next to Kim's. This forced me to scramble over fences three times instead of only one. They both landed safely just beyond the fence this time. Having destroyed countless stockings on the sharp points of the chain link, I could hardly wait until tomorrow when the contractor would arrive to install a gate. I hooked my toes in the fence and, very unladylike, swung my other leg up and over the stupid fence. While momentarily straddling it, my skirt slid up my thighs leaving everything below my waist completely exposed. The warm air on my bare skin feels so inviting, and I briefly considered stripping down to lay out under the sun, but my need to tell Kim all the good news of the day took over and I flipped my other leg into Kim's yard and landed in the grass. Grabbing my shoes, I dashed to her back door and knocked on the glass.

Kim stepped out from the wall separating the kitchen and living room; she wore a white sleeveless blouse with buttons down the front. She must choose her blouses to augment her cleavage; her mammoth boobs always look so perfect. A pair of loose fitting denim shorts and white tennis shoes gave her a casual yet classy appearance. She smiled cheerily and waved me in. Sliding open the door I immediately started rambling on about my doctor's appointment. We sat on her couch and faced one another. As I neared the end of the tale, my legs and arms got jumpy with excitement as I explained that I would have the B-cups implanted the next week. Kim seemed very excited for me but preoccupied at the same time. 

Still jittery with excitement, I went on to explain how I was pulled over by a police officer. She became concerned and spit out a question regarding a ticket. Without answering her directly, I explained how I used one of my 'talents' to get out of the citation. Her mysterious preoccupation with something unknown to me returned before I finished the description of my encounter with the policeman.

"Kim... Is something bothering you?" I asked, becoming concerned.

"No Dottie, why do you ask?"

"It's like you are listening to me... and you're not. Is something on your mind?"

She turns her head down the hallway leading to the back of the house and said, "I was working on a project on my computer and got stuck. I have no idea what to do."

"Well I will be no help there! I can get on the Internet and peruse websites, but that is the extent of my computer expertise. But I know a few people who may be able to help you!"

She cheered up immediately and chirped, "Do you really? Who is it?"

I revealed to her my relationship with Brian and Jerry from down the street. A knowing smirk materialize on her face when I told her about the hand jobs and blowjobs. She interrupted me in mid-sentence to tell me I was a slut, as if I didn't already know that! The smirk was replaced with an optimistic smile when I mentioned they have often arrived on my doorstep toting laptop computers and bragging about their latest programming conquest.

"Can you call them to come over and help me out?"

Glancing at the clock on the wall, "They should be on their way to my house right now! I should get over there to meet them! When I have 'satisfied' them, I'll ask if they could come over to help you out. I'm sure they will; they are both so sweet!"

Kim exhaled deeply and answered, "Dottie, I really appreciate this! Thank you so much!"

After our goodbyes, I struggled over the fence and dashed into my home. I had just applied a liberal amount of lip-gloss to my lips when I heard a timid knock on the front door. Approaching it with the arousal I feel each time they stop by, I felt my little 'clitty' already stiffening. Without hesitation, I opened the door. Brian and Jerry stood there in their usual button down shirts, generic jeans and loafers. The eager look 18-year-old virgins get when they are about to receive a hand job or blowjob was plastered across both of their faces.

"Hi Dottie, may we please come in?"

They are so polite!

"Sure guys." I held the door open as they stepped into the living room and closed it behind them. They both stopped just inside the door and I led the way to the couch. After I had taken my seat, they placed their bags on the coffee table. As they bent to sit down, I asked them to remain standing. I took hold of Jerry's belt; quickly unbuckled it followed by the snap on his jeans and the zipper.

Jerry stated with excitement, "Gee Dottie, we're not wasting any time today are we." 

"Actually guys, I am going to ask you a favor... but it can wait until we have finished with this." I dipped my hand into Jerry's boxer shorts, carefully wrapped it around his rock hard cock. Foreplay has never been required with these two!

Brian had his pants around his knees, his hard cock pointing right at me. Jerry reached down and pulled his boxers out of the way, as I took hold of Brian's cock in my free hand. 

I looked up at them, smiling cheerily with my eyes wide open, "What shall it be today? Blowjob or hand job?" 

They both stuttered as I began to slowly jack them off. Brian answered, "Either one Dottie, we'll let you decide."

Leaning in to Brian's cock, looking up at him the whole time, I engulf his cock between my lips and slowly slide all the way down his cock until my chin makes contact with his balls. I watch his head fall backward and hear a loud, deep moan erupt from somewhere inside him. 

My other hand was busy with Jerry's cock, sliding up and down its length. Precum had begun leaking from its head and I felt it on my thumb. After bobbing up and down on Brian's cock a few times, I leaned back and watched his face as I jacked him off at a furious pace. He approached his usual quick orgasm; I slowed down and smiled as he calmed down a little. Turning my attention to Jerry, the process was repeated while still jerking off Brian slowly. I took his cock in my throat and paused until he groaned with approval. This was followed by bobbing up and down on his cock truly enjoying the taste of their mixed precum. When I leaned back away from his cock, I began jerking them both off as fast as I could. When a drop of precum was ready to fall from either of the cocks, I took the head of that particular cock in my mouth and licked it clean.

Brian's precum was saltier tasting than Jerry's. However, Jerry's cum was much thicker and creamier than Brain's. I had the best of both worlds with these two!

Brian began throbbing in my hand and I knew he was close. I pulled him nearer to me, leaned my head back and just laid his cock's head on my chin when he erupted. The first and largest shot of his cream went halfway up my nose! I couldn't help but giggle with the strange sensation. The next four or five spurts spread out over both of my cheeks and chin. Just as I completed squeezing the last drops of cream out of his cock, Jerry stepped close and his cock spewed forth a string of cum the likes of which I had never seen before. It shot up and over my face, finally coming to land on the drapes behind me. My eyes opened even wider and my giggling returned.

When I released Brian from my grasp, he collapsed on the couch beside me. I now had both hands wrapped around Jerry's cock. I quickly leaned forward and took the head between my lips. The last bursts of cum coated the roof of my mouth, teeth and tongue. I held his cock up above my mouth and opened wide as I squeezed out the last drop. Lowering my head, I gathered the load onto my tongue then opened my mouth wide and presented the sight to Jerry. I felt my 'clitty' throbbing in my thong and was surprised I hadn't cum yet. He gazed down at me with a dreamy look in his eyes and then collapsed on the couch opposite Brian.

I swallowed my delicious prize and used my index finger to scoop up the splashes of cum on my face, looking directly at Brian while I did so. Stretching back to the drapes, I scooped up the line of cream with two fingers and eagerly licked them clean.

I then excused myself to blow my nose and clean up. Glancing over my shoulder, I caught both of them staring at my scantily covered butt as I disappeared down the hall.

15 minutes later I appeared, with fresh make-up and touched up hair. My 'clitty' had softened while I made myself presentable. They had both dressed and were chatting amongst themselves. I took a seat between them and their conversation ended.

Jerry asked politely, "What was that favor you were going to ask of us Dottie?" 

"How are you guys with computers?" I inquired.

They looked at each other and smiled. Then looked to me and stated confidently, "We are the best."

"Great! I have a friend, Kim, with a computer problem." Putting on my very best little girl eyes, "And I was wondering if you two could possibly help her out?"

Jerry responded, "Anything for you Dottie."

They started to ask me a barrage of questions about languages, software and hardware, all of which went completely over my head. I cut them off as nicely as I could and informed them she lived right across my backyard. They willingly offered to go right now if Kim was ready. They grabbed their bags and I led them across my yard to the fence. That damn fence! They both hopped over it easily! I stepped out of my heels, passed them to Jerry and asked them to turn their backs. I struggled as usual and nearly got my skirt hung up on the post!

After slipping back into my heels, I led the way to the deck. Kim stood at the open door waiting for us.

I introduced everyone and we entered Kim's house. She graciously offered us all cold sodas; I took a diet. 

No time was wasted as she herded us back to her office. Her computer was on and the screen was filled with lines of what looked like nonsense, I knew it must have been programming. The guys huddled around the machine as Kim explained her problem.

She was putting together a website and couldn't figure how to make the information on the screen remain without being cut off no matter what size of monitor it may be viewed on. Brian started typing and the monitor switched to what I knew was a website. I nearly passed out! A short sentence was written across the top of the page in curly pink letters... "Welcome to SissyHubby.com!" I felt faint. Recalling the numerous images and videos which had been taken of me since that fateful night when I had been caught playing by Stacy, a cold sweat covered my body. Jerry and Brian had no idea I was anything other than a young woman. What would they think? 

I quietly excused myself from the room and staggered to the bathroom. Locking the door, I sat on the toilet seat and was shocked to feel my hard 'clitty' pulled in tight between my cheeks. Closing my eyes and holding my head in my hands, I searched my mind for the reason why being exposed to the planet for what I really was had become arousing to me. 



Dottie's Back Ch. 03



I was relived to finally step into my home after lingering at Kim's house for more than an hour. Brian, Jerry and Kim had kept themselves quite busy touching up different areas of the webpage. Kim left the two guys at the computer and walked me out to her deck as I was leaving for home. She told me that the two guys hadn't seen a single picture of me and she didn't plan to need any more of their assistance after today.

This relieved some of my anxiety, but a knot remained in my stomach as I thought of the entire world being able to see me throughout my 'change'. Along with the knot, my 'clitty' still throbbed and trying to understand my reaction was impossible. Did I honestly want to show the world? 

As I browsed through the cupboards for something to make for dinner, my cell phone rang. I pulled it from my purse, which was in the same spot on the table where I had left it upon arriving home from my doctor's appointment. The display on my little pink phone showed it was Stacy calling. Quickly pressing the green button and raising it to my ear, "Hello, Stacy!"

"Hi Dottie, I wanted to let you know I will be bringing a client home for dinner. Make that Eggplant Parmesan I like so much. We should be there in about an hour. Oh, by the way, I'll want you to serve us dinner in that little red gingham outfit." 

"An hour?" I asked, scrambling to the refrigerator. Thank goodness we have the cheese and eggplant.

"Yes, an hour. We will also need some privacy afterward. You will sleep in the guest room tonight. I wouldn't want you to miss any sleep on my account. Bye." The line then went dead.

Replacing the phone in my purse, I got right to work slicing the eggplant and preparing the sauce. It seems like time goes by much quicker when I am under pressure. Grabbing a loaf of frozen garlic bread from the freezer and slipping it into the oven beside the tray of eggplant, I threw a bag of salad into a bowl and added freshly chopped tomatoes; just the way Stacy likes it.

After scanning the kitchen, I pulled a quaint red and white checkered tablecloth from a drawer and draped our cheap table with it. Knowing there wasn't much I could do with the cracked padding on the chairs, I turned my attention to the tabletop. I set the table for two with our nice dishes and positioned a single candleholder between the two settings. Making a quick sandwich for myself, I munched it down while standing at the counter.

I scampered to the bedroom and began digging through my now overflowing closet for the outfit Stacy had requested. I pulled the hangars free of the other clothes; I remembered this outfit well. The skirt doesn't even cover my cheeks, the last time this red gingham skirt with white lace trim hugged my waist I wore it so my lower cheeks were covered but the upper inch of the crack between my cheeks was left exposed. The white top with red gingham ruffles around the sleeves and neck was smaller than your average sports bra and fit just as tight. Strategically, it covered the seams between my skin and imitation boobs.

I stripped quickly while glancing at the clock on the nightstand: 15 minutes! As I wiggled my way into the skirt and top, I noticed that it didn't fit as tightly as the last time I wore it; the aerobics class was paying off! My midriff was bare from below my jutting hipbones to just beneath my boobs. I pulled open a drawer and finding my white ankle socks with a lacey ruffle almost immediately, I went back to the closet for my 5-inch white pumps from the rack on the door. 

While touching up my make-up in the bathroom mirror, a profound thought popped into my head. I had absolutely no lingering feelings of remorse over leaving my old, male self behind. I had ached to be what I was becoming for so long that the thoughts of my old self were coming less often as each day passed. 

Pulling myself together, I went especially heavy with the eyeliner and lip-gloss. Just as I finished fixing my bleach blonde hair back with a white bow, I heard two cars pull into the driveway. 

Dashing to the front door, I smoothed down my skirt as waited for them to approach. When the footsteps were just outside, I opened the door and greeted my wife. She introduced me to her guest. His name was Fredrick and he was very good looking. A tailor-fit gray suit adorned his rock solid body, the likes of which are achieved only from long, regular workouts. Fredrick's hair was prematurely turning gray which gave him a very distinguished appearance.

"It is very nice to meet you, Dottie." 

He spoke with confidence. His deep, sexy voice sent a shiver shooting up my spine.

"Uh... nice to meet you too, Fredrick."

Stacy set a plastic shopping bag down near our couch and followed while I ushered them to the table and lit the candle. They chatted while I served them their meal. Stacy complimented its appearance and Fredrick said it smelled wonderful. They began to eat their meal and talk business between bites. I discretely excused myself to the living room and kept myself busy while trying not to eavesdrop on their conversation.

When they finished eating, I entered the room and without saying a word began to clear the table. As I reached for the plate in front of Fredrick, I felt his open palm come to rest against my left butt cheek. Taking my time to gather the silverware, he shifted to my right cheek and squeezed it as I stood up and walked toward the sink. 

My 'clitty' had responded to the unexpected contact. The ring in its head was pulling against my 'pussy' plug's hook. Needless to say, I was finding it hard to keep my concentration on loading the dishes into the dishwasher. 

With the table cleared, Stacy and Fredrick moved to the living room and sat next to each other on the couch. Briefcases were opened and documents began to accumulate on the coffee table as they discussed business. 

The conversation ceased as I passed in front of them on the way to my bedroom. Stacy excused herself from Fredrick for a moment, picked up the plastic bag she had brought home, and followed me down the hallway to the back of our home. She guided me into the bathroom and closed the door behind us. 

She excitedly announced, "I think I'm going to get this client!"

"That's wonderful! Is it going to make your company a bunch of money?"

"It most definitely will. We may be up for hours trying to find a way to close this deal, so sleep in the spare room and try not to make too much noise. Now let's get you ready for bed."

She placed her hand between my shoulders and gently pushed forward. I braced myself against the sink and spread my legs slightly. She hiked up my skirt a little and tugged down my panties. Dragging her fingernail along the length of my erect little 'clitty', "It appears that you like to play waitress."

"Well, yes I guess I do. But what got me going was Fredrick playing with my bottom when I cleared the table."

She replied calmly while unhooking my 'clitty' from the hook in my plug. "Yes, I saw that."

When she released her grasp on my 'clitty', it flew forward and struck my belly. I stood up straight and rambled on about what a surprise it was for him to do that and how excited it had gotten me. 

Without really paying attention to what I was saying, Stacy reached into the bag she picked up on the way in here and withdrew three prescription bottles, a dozen bottles of medicine to be injected, a box of syringes and those little alcohol pads. She organized them all onto the counter: pills on one side, the shot stuff on the other. After opening all of the boxes and choosing a bottle of medicine, she opened an alcohol pad and a syringe. She wiped the top of the bottle, pulled the cap off the syringe and loaded it.

"Bend over again, it's time for your medicine!"

Grabbing my butt cheeks, I nervously asked, "Where are you going to poke me?"

Her reply came in a hushed, calm voice. "In your bottom. Dr. Mindy told me how to do it, she promised it wouldn't hurt too bad."

Bending over I stuttered, "But, but..." 

"That's right," she said, quickly wiping an area on the side of my left cheek, "...Butt!" As the final word was whispered, she thrust the syringe into my flesh. 

I jerked out of reflex, it didn't really hurt that bad at all.

She injected the medicine quickly and extracted the syringe. The cool feeling of the alcohol pad followed immediately. "Okay, now take one of each of those pills."

"What was the shot for? Are the pills for my nipples?"

"You are full of questions, aren't you." It was a statement, definitely not a question. "It's nothing to worry your pretty little head about."

After all my medicines were moved to my side of the mirrored cabinet, she withdrew a pair of earplugs from the bag. Taking them in my hand and asking what they were for, my wife explained the conversation may get heated and there was no need to disturb my sleep.

She returned to her guest in the living room while I pulled the plug from my 'pussy'. Lately it had begun to slide out so easily, completely free of any discomfort or pain. After thoroughly cleaning it and placing it in my drawer, I tiptoed into our bedroom and collected my pale-blue, baby-doll nightie. Sneaking out of that room and further down the hall to our spare bedroom, I stripped out of my little skirt, top and panties and into my babydoll with matching, pale-blue panties. 

The digital clock on the night table displayed 10:30 pm. Wow, that evening flew by so quickly! Stacy was correct; as I lay back onto the bed, I could hear them talking clear in the living room. Opening the package of earplugs, I squeezed them to form a small cone, and then positioned them into my ears. As the earplugs swelled to size, the conversation Stacy and Fredrick held, became fainter and fainter until my heartbeat was the only sound I could hear. The silence relaxed me as I lay alone on the rarely used bed. My mind wandered through the events of the day and I found myself drawing lazy circles around my 'pussy'. Pulling my hand away, Stacy and Kim didn't like it when I touched myself. Taking a few deep breaths and relaxing every muscle in my body, I reluctantly fell asleep.

I dreamt of having sex with a man. We weren't fucking or making love, we were having sex. We were outdoors on a sunny day. A big four-poster bed with white silk sheets was in the middle of a large grassy meadow. I was on the bed lying on my back holding my knees as close to my ears as I could get them. He lovingly, at a steady pace slid his warm, throbbing cock in and out of my tight 'pussy' over and over and over again. My body tensed up, I was filled with pure ecstasy, my vision blurred and I came. My lover never slowed, I had just come down from my orgasm when another shook my very soul. After I had cum countless times, he withdrew his cock and began to jack it off while pointing it at my pubic mound. My vision slowly cleared and I focused at the sight between my toned thighs. What I saw sent me into another mind-blowing orgasm. My 'clitty' was gone, replaced by a thin strip of blonde hair! I was truly a girl!

My dream shattered as I felt a soft touch on my shoulder. I lazily opened my eyes to find Fredrick standing above me. He looked just as hot as he did when he arrived. My 'clitty' throbbed and my heart pounded in my chest, I was at a total loss for words.

He whispered, "Dottie, Stacy needs you in her bedroom."

I closed my eyes and stretched my arms while yawning, "Okay." I lowered my fists to my eyes and rubbed them. When I opened them again, Fredrick was gone. Wondering if his appearance was part of a dream, as I slithered out of bed to check on Stacy and use the bathroom. I had just become fully awake, and sat up on the bed when I heard the front door close. It wasn't a dream.

Pulling myself together, I left the spare room and saw light from under our bedroom door. Not sure why, but I softly knocked before entering. The light on Stacy's night table was lit; the comforter was strewn across the bed. Stacy lay on her back in the middle of the bed with her knees bent, causing the sheets to tent up over her legs. Her make-up was smeared, and her hair was a mess. 

Feeling anger rise within me, "Did you fuck him?"

"Of course, I had to close the account somehow. Does that bother you?" She asked coyly.

Almost screaming my response, "Well, yes it does! You are my wife!" 

Stacy pulled the sheet up to cover her mouth as she giggled. When the sheet was lowered, a smile was on her face. "I really don't think we can be considered husband and wife anymore, just look at you."

My hands moved to my hairless thighs and I looked down at myself encased in my baby-doll nightie. Flashes of the past few weeks poured into my mind and the realization of what she meant struck me like a brick wall. I felt dizzy and stumbled to the bed, almost falling into a sitting position. Tears filled my eyes and I sobbed uncontrollably.

Stacy sat up and wrapped her arms around me from behind. "It's okay Dottie. We have a special relationship. No longer are we husband and wife, roommates perhaps? Or girlfriends?"

Between sobs I replied, "Roommates? Is that all we are?"

"No, we are much more than that. We are soul mates. I couldn't imagine spending my life with anyone else."

These words touched me deeply and sobbing faded. I turned to face her and we sat like that on the bed holding each other and for the first time expressing our true feelings. I felt the same way she did, not in my wildest dreams could I even fathom sharing my life with any other person. The seriousness of the discussion calmed and we were soon giggling about the silly encounter we just had.

Out of nowhere, she announced. "I have a surprise for you Dottie."

My eyes got wide, what surprise could she have possibly kept hidden all night?

Tossing the sheet off herself, Stacy lay back against the pillows and spread her legs. I crawled between her legs and saw the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. The lips of her pussy were swollen and spread apart like a flower. Her clit was erect and poking out of its little hood. Her pussy was open wide and a train of Fredrick's cum leaked down between her butt cheeks. His cum was also smeared on her left thigh. 

Stacy sounded like a cheerleader, "Go ahead, dive in and clean me up!" 

Lowering my face to her thigh, I stuck my tongue out from between my shiny white teeth and licked the smudge of Fredrick's still warm cum from her skin. Oh gawd! It tastes so good! 

Kissing my way down her thigh, I looked up into her eyes and wasn't surprised to find her holding our camera. I raised my chin just high enough to expose my smile to her as a flash temporarily blinded me. Closing my eyes I lowered my face between her legs and began to lap up the cum dripping from her pussy. The taste of their mixed juices was intoxicating; the smell of their sex and sweat was driving me crazy with desire. I tickled her little brown hole with my tongue to be sure I didn't miss any cream which may be hiding down there.

Stacy moaned, "Dottie?" 

I opened my eyes and raised my head, feeling a string of cum connecting my lower lip to her pussy. "Yes?" Another flash blinded me and I giggled while dropping my head to continue my feast. Taking her lips between mine, I licked and sucked on them until the taste of sex was gone, quickly shifting to repeat the process on her throbbing clit. She was moaning loudly and grinding her well-fucked pussy into my face. 

I dipped my tongue inside her pussy to be rewarded with a slippery stream of cum on my tongue. When the flow subsided, I flicked my tongue around inside her. Her back arched high and her sopping wet pussy was nearly smothering me as she erupted into a massive orgasm.

My entire face was dripping wet with their juices and I couldn't get enough! I lapped at her pussy like a puppy dog, not wanting to miss a single drop. Stacy came at least four times before she decided she was clean. 

Panting for air, Stacy stated, "That was incredible, Dottie." 

Cuddling against her, "Yes it was. Thank you for the surprise." My hand had slipped between my thighs and was fondling my very hard 'clitty'. It took a moment, but soon her hand touched mine and she informed me she was too tired. I told her I could do it myself; it had been several days since my last orgasm. She instructed me to save it for later. Reluctantly, I pulled my hand away from my throbbing 'clitty' and tried to think of something gross.

Stacy yawned and said, "I am exhausted and still have to go to work tomorrow. It's time we got some sleep."

I moved to my side of the bed and reached for the comforter and sheet.

In a tired voice, Stacy said "Since we aren't husband and wife, I think it might be best if you started to sleep in the spare room. We hardly ever have company; it's wasted space. Maybe this weekend we will fix it up real pretty for you."

For the second time in the same night, my heart broke. I stood up and walked out of what was no longer OUR bedroom.

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Dottie's Back Ch. 04



Waking up on the single bed in the spare room was not the best way I could imagine to begin a day. Dragging myself from underneath the covers, I made my way to the bathroom and stepped into the shower. The previous night's events were still fresh in mind: Stacy having slept with another man and then being informed that we will no longer be sleeping in the same bed. The warm water cascading over my body helped to wash away my troubles. 

Stepping from the shower, I dried myself quickly and rubbed my skin down with flowery scented lotion. Wiping the fog from the mirror, I stared at my reflection. I was becoming who I had always dreamed of being. Halfheartedly, I smiled at my reflection, then stepped back to "check myself out". Not wasting too much time being vain, I lubricated my plug, and with little resistance, slipped it into my "pussy". Raising a leg onto the counter, I awkwardly passed my "clitty" between my legs and secured the ring that pierced my 'clitty' to the hook on my plug.

I walked to what was once my bedroom. Arranged on my dresser as usual, were the clothes I would wear for the day. I picked up the light blue thong from the top of the pile and rubbed the gossamer fabric between my fingertips, always being careful with my nails. Glancing to the sliding glass doors, Kim was nowhere in sight.

I slid the thong up my legs and arranged the strap between my cheeks. The only other article of clothing on the dresser looked like Swiss cheese! It took two attempts to figure out how to put it on. With it finally in place, I looked to the mirror on the wall. The sleeveless dress was white stretchy cotton. The high turtleneck made my neck appear elegantly longer. The small swatch of fabric containing my boobs was connected to the miniscule skirt by thin strips of material which acted as suspenders. This left my tummy, back and both sides completely uncovered. Both the top and bottom of the dress were stretched tightly around my body and held in place by zippers up the front of the skirt and between my boobs.

Back in the bathroom, I touched up the hot pink polish on my toes and fingers. Make-up was next, going darker than usual on my eyes and lips. It didn't look right being dressed like a tart without my hair being 'poofed' up, so I made my hair as high as I could. Leaving the bathroom in a haze of hair spray, I made my way back to the bedroom and slipped my feet into the teetering high, white, 6-inch spike heels. It took one final quick look in the mirror to let me know that I was ready for the day to begin.

Outside on my deck, Kim was still nowhere in sight. I slipped off my shoes and strolled across the yard. That damned contractor hadn't arrived to install a gate yet! Dropping my shoes to the other side, I scaled the fence. Flipping one leg to Kim's side, I barely caught my balance before falling on my face. Straddling the fence, the points of the chain link touching the sensitive flesh between my thighs, I wasted no time and flipped my other leg over and dropped to the ground with a grunt, even surprising myself by landing on my feet.

After collecting my shoes, I continued on to Kim's back door. I knocked on the glass pane and waited for a response, nothing. Timidly I cracked open the door and peeked inside, calling to her. The reply came from the back of the house inviting me in to join her. Turning the corner to her bedroom, I found her just pulling on the jacket that completed the dress suit she would wear. The suit was pale blue, very business like with a modest length skirt, matching jacket, white silk blouse and white heels. As always, her mammoth boobs drew my attention.

"And what are we so dressed up for today?" I teasingly asked, having never seen her look so dressed up before.

Without looking up from buttoning the jacket, she said "We have an appointment and we're going to be late if we don't hurry." 

"What appointment, with whom?" 

Raising her head to look me in the eyes, a devilish grin spread across her face. "That, my dear Dottie, is a surprise."

Unsure how to respond, I remained silent as I watched her finish getting ready. She checked her hair in the bathroom mirror while I prepared myself for my daily douche. I was bent over at the hips, leaning against the sink, with my skirt pulled up around my waist and my thong around one ankle, as she inserted the tip of the nozzle into my 'pussy'. I had learned to love the bloated feeling I got in my tummy as she squeezed the perfumed contents inside me. I held it for as long as I could, and she moved to leave the room while giving me the okay to let it out. Squeezing my cheeks tight, I took baby-steps to the toilet, lifted the lid and hastily sat to expel the liquid from inside me. 

Kim called for to hurry up. I cleaned up with tissues and a wet-wipe. I adjusted my dress while rushing to join her in the living room. My stride wasn't broken as she directed me to the garage. She slipped behind the steering wheel while I made my way to the opposite side of her car. The car was moving before I had even shut my door. 

"You really aren't going to tell me where we're going, are you?" I asked

"No, but I know you are going to enjoy it."

We left our neighborhood behind and entered the freeway. She was driving in the general direction of the city center. Just before the warehouses and 'not-so-nice' areas faded into the glamour of downtown, she took an exit dropping us into the same neighborhood where Stacy had brought me to be pierced. Kim apparently knew where she was going as she drove through the maze of narrow, dirty streets. 

She pulled up to a guarded parking lot, took a ticket from an attendant and parked amidst the BMWs and Mercedes. I thought it odd that such nice cars would have gathered in a neighborhood like this, but quickly let it go still wondering where the journey would lead.

We left the lot and at a quick pace made our way down a dingy street. Grungy looking people sat on the curbs and stared at us as we walked by. I can't be sure, but I think I saw one guy urinating on a wall. I almost kept walking before realizing that Kim had stopped and was holding a door open to me to walk through. The sign hung over the door read "The Toy Man's Adult Theatre". Not even hesitating I stepped inside, grateful to be off the street.

I had been in adult stores before, but nothing like this. The store was clean, well lit and arranged with a customer's privacy in mind. The isles were wide and the shelves high. Lingerie was in one corner, general toys along two walls, and bondage gear in a third corner. The literature and videos took up the majority of floor space. The store wasn't occupied by the usual blue-collar guys on break; these were well-dressed men with ties and jackets. The clerk behind the counter was well dressed and didn't give us that "Yes I know you are a fucking pervert" look.

Kim told the clerk we were here to see the toy man, Walt. He smiled and directed us toward the back of the room. Kim led the way through a labyrinth of hallways, stopping to knock on the last door. 

From the other side of the door, we heard a cheerful "Come in!" 

Opening the door, we stepped inside. The room was large, maybe 20x20. Mirrors covered the walls from floor to ceiling. In the center of the room, a middle-aged man of average looks was standing beside a table, which was covered by a white silk sheet. A single bed covered with an identical sheet sat just in front of the table. Offering his hand to me, the man introduced himself as Walt. As I shook his hand, I heard the door close behind me. Turning to look, I found Kim had left me alone with this stranger.

He held on tightly to my hand while leading me to the bed. "So Dottie, I understand you haven't had an orgasm for a little while."

Shocked at his forwardness, I replied honestly, "Yes sir."

"I also understand that you are a very special girl." He emphasized the word 'special' while gazing into my eyes.

I nodded my head a few times.

"I am going to help you to cum without even touching your penis."

"Uh, if you don't mind, I like to call it my 'clitty'." I sheepishly requested.

"Of course, my apologies" raising a single eyebrow while still smiling "I have discussed your situation at length with both Stacy and Kim. They believe you need some help in achieving an orgasm without touching your...'clitty'. They also believe you could use a little help building confidence in your womanhood. I am here to help you along with that."

I was completely lost, having no idea what was going on. I nodded my head again, knowing that neither Kim nor Stacy would ever let any harm come to me.

"To begin with, I'll need you to disrobe and lay down." He motioned to the bed.

I stood there stupidly as he walked to the table and removed the sheet. My mouth fell open as I saw every variety of dildos, vibrators and sex toys I could imagine, along with quite a few that I couldn't. He busied himself choosing several toys and lubricants, which I am sure, were to be used on me.

After a few moments, I regained my senses and stepped out of my heels. Shimmying out of my dress, I looked around the room for somewhere to put my things; the bed and table were all that were there. I meekly asked him were I should set my clothes.

"Oh, where are my manners?" He stacked up a few toys to clear a space on the table. "Right here would be fine." He patted the table as he spoke. I stood there wearing only my tiny thong and he barely took time to look up at me.

Setting my shoes beneath the table, I draped my dress in the space he had cleared. I hooked my index finger through the straps and slipped the thong down my legs. Holding it on the tip of one finger, I laid it on top of my dress.

"Alright," he said, leading me to the side of the bed as he grabbed several toys and a tube of lubricant, "go ahead and lie down on the bed, Dottie." He still did not even raise his eyes to see my nudity.

I took my place on the bed, my head resting on an oversized fluffy pillow. My head was elevated enough to see my body. I lay there on my back, my arms across my chest and my legs squeezed tightly together. He arranged the toys near my left knee and then sat down facing away from me near my left hip. 

He placed his warm palm on my tummy, "Try to relax Dottie, I promise I won't hurt you."

The combination of his touch and the few words he spoke somehow put me at ease and I relaxed. He placed his hands on the insides of my thighs and gently pushed them apart. When they were spread sufficiently, he gazed between my legs and a strange smile crossed his face.

"Now I understand why Stacy wanted that hook installed." He reached down and pinched my 'clitty' ring, tugged on it gently to unhook it from my plug. 

My 'clitty' was already erect and its petite length sprung forward as he released it. His smile broadened while grasping the base of my plug. Feeling his warm fingers so close to my 'pussy' put butterflies in my stomach. He pulled gently, slowly using more force until the plug slid out of me. 

Holding the plug before his face, and then looked down to the collection of toys near my knee, "I guess we won't need the smaller toys I selected." Setting the plug on the floor, he picked out some of the smaller vibrators and dildos and set them out of my sight. Grabbing a white vibrator, about six inches in length, "I think we'll begin with this one." As the last word was spoken, he turned the vibrator on. The buzzing sound filled my ears. I found myself becoming very excited for all of the naughtiness that lay ahead.

He coated the vibrator with a thick layer of lubricant; "This stuff will make your ass feel nice and warm."

"Um, if you don't mind, I call it my 'pussy'." I shyly offered.

"How foolish of me, again I offer my apologies." 

Lowering the vibe out of my sight, I was anxious, nervous and ready to jump out of my skin when it finally came. Gentle vibrations caressed my 'pussy'. He had braced himself with his left arm, placed between my legs holding them wide apart. He clutched the vibe in his right hand and it felt like he was moving it in circles around my 'pussy's' tight muscle. Slowly, teasingly he slid the vibe inside me. The lube was doing its thing and I felt the outer rim of my hole getting very warm. My hips began to grind in sequence with the pistoning of his movements. 

Looking up at my face he said, "I'll take your reaction as an approval to how we are beginning."

"Oh yes! It feels so good!"

"Try to calm down a little Dottie, we are only beginning." 

He increased the speed of his fucking, in and out at lightening speed. I heard myself moan but didn't even know I had opened my mouth. Then suddenly, he pulled it out. I lay there, more horny than I can ever remember being. My hips were grinding, my 'clitty' rock hard, my body screaming for attention.

A strange looking toy was held up for me to see. He held the handle in his hand, from the handle a slim rod extended out several inches, on the end of the rod was a teardrop shaped bulb. He flipped the switch and a buzzing sound once again filled the room, the rod flexed and the bulb thrashed about erratically. With the crazy toy still on, he lowered it to the inside of my thigh and teased my skin letting the vibrating bulb gently strike my skin. 

"I think you are going to love this one." While speaking, he slowly lowered it downward, all the while letting it bump against me. Goosebumps were erupting all over my body. 

My legs were spread farther apart and he switched the toy off. My back arched as he expertly slipped the bulb past the tight 'lip' of my 'pussy'. Nothing else happened for what seemed an eternity. I lay there feeling his eyes finally wander over my body. He let his eyes linger on my 'clitty', a small pool of precum was just beneath the head, and another drop clung to my ring. I felt his warm breath on that, the most sensitive part of my body. I was in heaven. Then, he turned it on...

Stars appeared before my eyes. My hips thrust upwards, but his forceful hand on my stomach returned them to the mattress. He slid it deeper inside me, I opened my mouth to scream, but nothing came out. My stomach muscles were fluttering and my arms and legs were twitching about uncontrollably.

He went a little deeper and I felt sheer bliss. That bulb must have smacked against what I can only explain as my G-spot. Repeatedly it knocked that ultra-sensitive area deep inside my 'pussy'. Chills were shooting up my spine. A tingly feeling shot out from inside my 'clitty', it washed through my body ending at my fingertips and toes.

Then, I came. No, I CAME HARD! My very being shook violently. I felt juice spew from my 'clitty'; the first blast deflected off my ring and drew two lines up my chest. Repeatedly my 'clitty' spurted out nectar, coating my chest and stomach. Every muscle in my entire body tensed up so tightly I felt as if they would strain. I gasped for air and found I was unable to utter a sound.

While in the midst of my most powerful, soul shaking orgasm ever, Walt slipped the toy from inside my 'pussy'. He swiftly swapped it with a realistic, cock shaped dildo. It was by far the largest thing to date that will pass inside me. It was at least ten inches long and almost as big around as my wrist. 

Before I had fully recovered from that mind-blowing orgasm, he began to force the head of that monster inside me. I gripped the sheets beside me, my hips still gyrated. Somehow, he managed to drive the head beyond my tight ring. Grabbing the tube of lubricant, he doused the length of the dildo with the slippery substance. While twisting and pushing, that ungodly huge cock worked its way deep inside me. I had almost calmed myself down when he began to thrust in and out. The 'lip' of my 'pussy' was stretched so tightly, and its sheer size filled me up like never before.

He changed his position to offer better leverage. Then taking hold of the dildo again, he sawed that thing in and out of me at a vicious pace. His forceful movements were shaking the entire bed. My mind returned to that dizzy place it goes to when on the verge of an orgasm of a monumental proportion. 

Reaching into his pocket, he withdrew a small piece of black plastic. In between grunts he said, "Dottie, look around."

Prying open my eyes, I turned to a mirrored wall and watched as he fucked me. Suddenly the mirrors flickered, and the reflective surface became transparent. Just beyond the glass panes were men, at least twenty of them. They were all jacking off in various stages of undress while watching me. These were the suit and tie men from inside the store! Each man sat in what appeared to be a private viewing booth; I could see closed doors behind each of them. They were all concentrating on the live sex show of which I was an integral part. 

As the knowledge of the audience sunk into my mind, another immense orgasm shook my soul. The room echoed with my screams that I couldn't control. My body twitched around erratically and again, my 'clitty' shot forth load after load of my juice. My vision blurred and I lost myself in sheer pleasure. Walt unsuccessfully kept the monster cock inside me, it slipped out and he sat back to watch me in orgasmic bliss. My screams softened to moans and my twitching calmed. 

Walt gathered the toys and excused himself, leaving me alone. I lay on the bed surrounded by men masturbating themselves. Some of them had already cum, others were very close. I watched as the last man came in a cup, just as the others had. He then stood and left his small room.

I was satisfied, content as I felt myself drifting off to sleep.

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Dottie's Back Ch. 05



I was woken from my afternoon slumber by a soft touch to my lips. Opening my eyes, I found I was still in the room where I had been toyed to orgasm twice while an audience of men watched from behind mirrors. The mirrors had returned to their reflective setting. Kim sat beside me, looking down smiling. Her finger was tracing my lips. It tickled a little and I licked them to find her finger was coated in cum. She shifted her arm, scooped up more cum from my belly, and re-coated my lips.

"I told you that you would enjoy that, didn't I?" she asked.

"Yes you did. And were you ever right." I licked my lips after I finished speaking.

"We should get you dressed and be on our way. Come on get those lazy bones out of bed."

Shifting my body sideways then flipping my feet onto the floor, I felt the puddles of cum on my neck, chest and tummy start to drip down toward my lap. I moved to cup my hand under an especially large pool. "I need something to clean up with."

Kim casually picked up her purse and rifled through it, finally producing a spoon. She held it before me as if it were a trophy. "Would you like to do the honors, or shall I? Feed you, that is." 

Taking the spoon from her hand, "I was really looking for a cloth or something." Scooping up part of the largest glob, I stared into Kim's eyes while sliding the dripping spoon between my lips.

"Oh gawd! I love it when you do that!" she moaned.

Flipping the spoon over in my mouth and sliding the now clean spoon out between my glossy lips. I innocently asked "Do what?"

"That sexy look you get when you are doing something really naughty! Watching you eat cum is almost enough to make me cum!"

Flashing her a naive grin, I went back for another spoonful. Scraping this one from just under my left breast-form, and raising it to my lips, I once again looked into Kim's eyes while moving the spoon between my lips. She moaned softly and did for each of the other eight spoonfuls until I was as clean as I was going to get.

Rising to my feet, I found I was wobbly and almost fell back onto the bed. Holding my arms out to my sides, I paused for a moment until I got my balance. "Wow, those were a couple of powerful orgasms!"

A soft knock on the door was followed by Walt peeking his head inside, "How are you feeling Dottie? You were incredible!"

"I don't know the words to describe how I feel. Those were by far the most powerful orgasms of my life, thank you." I said with enthusiasm.

"I have a few presents for you! Let's call them rewards for a job well done." He said while stepping into the room. In one hand, he held a plastic cup with his store's logo printed on the side; it had one of those domed lids with a straw sticking out. In his other hand, he held an unmarked white box. He handed the cup to me and set the box down on the bed. 

After telling him I didn't need a reward, he insisted I accept his gifts. Taking the straw between my lips, I sucked. It was cold and had the consistency of a slurpee. As the fluid made contact with my taste buds, a shiver shot up my spine and it wasn't caused by the temperature. It tasted like cum! Looking up into his eyes, I smiled my biggest smile, "It's wonderful!"

He seemed so excited that I approved, "Do you really like it? Kim told me that you were... well... a cumslut. So, I put that together especially for you." 

Taking a long draw from the straw, I let the fluid rest on my tongue until it warmed. Squeezing my teeth together and forcing the liquid between them, I thoroughly coated my mouth with that glorious taste. "There's a lot of cum in here, where did it all come from?" As soon as I asked it, I knew the answer.

"The men in the rooms..." Walt began, still very excited about my obvious appreciation of his gift.

I cut him off stating, "I understand." I took another swig then set the cup on the floor. Glancing to the mirror, I realized I was still naked and unsuccessfully tried to cover my body with my hands. "I should probably get dressed," I said, looking up at Kim "don't you think?"

Walt grabbed the box and offered it to me, "Open this first. I think you'll get a charge out of it."

Somewhat reluctantly, I opened the box. Reaching inside and removing its contents, I found a brand new, hot pink plug for my 'pussy'. It was the next larger size from the one I had been wearing for weeks now. Upon examining the bottom of this new plug, I found it had a hook in it just like my old one. In addition, there was a small door held closed by a screw. My mind was blank for a few moments, and then it dawned on me... batteries!

Reaching back into the box, I found two black, plastic tags. They were very similar in appearance to a keyless entry key chain. The tags were identical in size and appearance; each had three unlabeled buttons. 

Walt spoke up, "One of those is for Kim and the other is for Stacy." He took the few steps to the table, grabbed a small tube of lubricant and a white hand towel. He offered the towel to me and said, "Your pussy is probably still slick with all of the lube I used."

Setting the tags and plug onto the bed, I thanked him and took the fluffy towel. Standing on shaky legs, I put the towel to use. Bending forward and in an extremely unladylike manner, I wiped the excess goop from my pussy and cheeks. Rising up, I accepted the tube and squirted a modest bead of lubricant onto my fingers. Arching my back and bending slightly forward, I reached back and gently applied it to the 'lip' of my 'pussy'. It was a little sore, but nothing I couldn't deal with.

Reaching between my legs, I stood the plug up on the bed. I bent my knees and essentially sat on the plug. Moving very slowly, I let the weight of my body shift from my feet. My 'lip' parted and I felt this larger plug enter my 'pussy'. Having been stretched out so recently, the majority of the plug slipped in rather easily; however, the biggest portion forced me to wiggle my hips and push downward a bit. 

My 'clitty' was reacting to the stimulation, and perhaps the audience wasn't hurting either. Kim and Walt stood just a few feet from me watching as I sat on a plug and worked it into my 'pussy'. My petite 'clitty' was pointing directly away from me, the silver ring piercing the head weighing it down.

Very suddenly, I felt the walls of my 'pussy' stretch, and the plug was sucked up tightly between my cheeks. I sat there with a naughty grin on my face while I became accustomed to the larger size. My 'pussy' was so full; I knew walking normally was going to take some practice.

Kim asked me to stand up and bend over, it took some assistance getting off of the bed, but once I was standing I wobbled to the table and bent forward. She squatted down behind me, and taking my partially erect 'clitty' between her fingers, she pulled it back, looping my ring over the hook in the plug. She then helped me into my panties and dress. Placing my heels on the floor, she offered her arm for my stability as I stepped into them. 

Assuming we were ready to go, I took a step toward the doorway. In mid-stride, Kim pushed a button on the tag she had attached to her key chain. The plug deep inside my 'pussy' came alive and vibrated. It fit so tightly and vibrated so deeply, I couldn't contain the grunt / moan that slipped through my lips. Walt stepped beside me and took my arm; if he hadn't I probably would have fallen to the ground.

"Feel alright, Dottie?" Walt asked with a guilty grin on his face.

"Um... It'll take some getting used to, being surprised like that," I gave Kim a pseudo dirty look, "but yes... definitely... I like it!" 

Kim handed me my cup of cum-slurpee and we started out into the store, the plug still vibrating inside me. They both reassured me I appeared no different, but I felt like I was walking like a cowboy after a long ride. Several shoppers were milling about through the store's products; I didn't recognize any of them from the glass room. As we passed near each man, he would gaze up in my direction and smile. The only thing I could think to do was return the smile. 

As we neared the front of the store, I noticed a thin layer of perspiration covering my body. This new plug was going to keep me horny all the time!

I said goodbye to Walt and thanked him for an incredible experience, leaning in and kissing him on the cheek. He countered by thanking me. I patiently waited by the door for Kim to finish her conversation with Walt. Out of nowhere, the intensity of my plug's vibrations increased drastically. I leaned against a nearby wall for support. As the plug danced around inside of me, it gently tugged on my 'clitty's' ring. 

I stood there, breathing heavily trying my best to act casual. Eyes from all over the store began to look in my direction. I self-consciously adjusted my dress to ensure I was covered. I felt embarrassed for some weird reason. Not knowing what else I could do, I stood there stupidly and wiggled my bellybutton ring with my index finger while staring at the floor.

Finally, Kim said goodbye to Walt and she led the way out of the store. I followed behind her, right on her heels. As soon as the door closed behind us, my plug stopped vibrating completely. 

"Thank gawd!" I muttered under my breath.

*****

After Kim had dropped me off at home, I relaxed on the couch and watched Oprah. Guilt plagued my mind for having skipped my exercise regimen that morning. My muscles felt tight and I knew the workout would loosen me up. Thankfully, I could still make the afternoon aerobics class with time to spare. 

After a quick shower I changed into my workout attire, white spandex hot-pants that had the words "Trust me... It's tight and pink" written across my butt. A white sports bra that had nipple graphics printed right where they should be, and they looked real! Little white ankle socks and my tennis shoes completed my outfit. I re-applied my eye and lip make-up, but didn't spend a lot of time on my hair just enough to make myself presentable. Just before walking out the door, I left a voice mail for Stacy letting her know where I would be. 

Several cars slowed down as they approached me while I ran my usual zigzag path through the neighborhood. As a woman passed me in a minivan, she yelled something mean out of her window. I think she called me a slut and told me to get some clothes on. Having someone I didn't even know call me names hurt my feelings. The little hot-pants and sports bra didn't leave a whole lot to the imagination. I slowed down my pace and almost turned around and went home, when a black sedan passed by and the man driving smiled and waved to me. That must have been exactly what I needed, a simple smile and wave cheered me right up. Speeding up enough to feel my heart begin to beat harder, I continued in the general direction of my gym. 

The aerobics class instructor's name was Candi, and she was just like my usual teacher, solid as a rock and pretty enough to be a Playmate. She must have been having a bad day because she worked our asses off! After 45 minutes of nonstop, heart pounding exercise, I was covered in perspiration and my abs ached.

My jog home turned out to be more of a fast walk. As I turned onto my driveway, I saw Brian and Jerry the young boys from down the street knocking on my door. Their presence immediately caused me to grin. They both turned and saw me as I approached from behind. When Brian asked if I was okay, I looked down at myself. Covered in sweat and feeling exhausted, I told him I was just fine but a little wiped out. Putting my hands on hips, I mischievously asked "Do you two need something today?" I lowered my sights to their groins and then looked back into their eyes, "Or did you just stop by to say hello?"

Brian replied while looking down at his shoes, "Well... uh... we were... uh... hoping you would... uh... you know."

"I hate to do this to you guys, but I am really beat. Do you think we could do this another time?"

"Sure Dottie. It's not a big deal at all. Maybe tomorrow?" Jerry asked.

"Tomorrow sounds perfect, thank you for understanding guys." Taking another step, I stood close enough to feel their breath on my face. Reaching out, I cupped their cocks in my hands and whispered, "I promise I'll make it up you." 

"We... we... we better get going." Brian stuttered.

Feeling their cocks spring to life in their jeans, I squeezed them both gently and kissed them both on their cheeks. "Thanks again guys," I said, lowering my hands to my sides, "see you tomorrow."

They seemed awfully chipper as they walked away. It surprised me that they weren't more upset at me letting them down. As I watched their butts while they walked out of sight, I tried to think of a special way to make it up to them. They were very easy to please and I knew it wouldn't take a whole lot to pay them back.

The first thing I noticed as I passed through the door was the blinking light on the answering machine. Strolling to it and pushing the button I heard Stacy's voice, "Dottie, I am going to be really late tonight. We are still putting the finishing touches on the contract I won last night. Anyway, don't wait up for me. Bye."

An evening alone, I hadn't had one of those for a long time! To start with, I needed another shower. What was this, the third one today? Nothing wrong with being clean, I told myself.

As I passed Stacy's room on the way to the bathroom, my plug once again began to vibrate. My knees buckled, after I regained my balance I stepped back and looked through the sliding glass doors, I saw Kim sitting on her deck waving to me. I returned the wave and motioned to her that I was going to shower.

My plug continued its vibrations through my shower and while I dried myself off. After slipping into my short pink silk robe I decided to call Kim and let her know that Stacy would be back late and I would be staying home tonight. She pouted into the phone for a moment and then agreed that every girl needed some time to herself. As I hung up the phone, my plug stopped vibrating. At first I thought the unexpected pulsating in my 'pussy' was going to drive me crazy, now I knew it would tease me to the brink of orgasm each time it was turned on.

I warmed up the leftover eggplant and ate it at the table. Carrying a blanket to the couch, I curled up and watched some of the prime time sitcoms.

I must have dozed off at some time because as I roused myself from my slumber, the room was dark. I was wondering who had turned the TV off when I heard it. Was it a moan? I heard it again; yes, it was definitely a moan and it was coming from the back of the house. It wasn't a scary sound; I found myself interested in finding out what it was. As quietly as I could, I got off the couch and silently tiptoed down the hallway. Stacy's room was dimly lit and I knew there wasn't a light on in there. Clinging to the wall, I peeked around the corner.

Shocked, that's the only way to explain how I felt. Shocked and turned on. Yes, I was definitely getting horny as I absorbed the scene before my eyes. 

Stacy was completely naked on her knees, her head buried in a pillow. Fredrick, her client from last night, was pounding into her pussy from behind. I heard the wet sounds as his cock slid in and out of her cute pussy. My mouth fell open and went dry; I had never witnessed a sexual act like this before. Standing in the hallway rubbing my 'clitty', I felt like a peeping tom, and it felt good! 

I thought I was being extremely quiet, but when both Stacy and Fredrick jerked their heads in my direction and froze, I knew I had been caught. I pulled myself back into the hallway and hoped with all my might that they didn't see me.

Stacy called out, "Dottie? Is that you?"

Crap! They knew! 

Feeling guilty and embarrassed, I stepped into the doorway, "Yes, it's me."

With his hands on her hips, Fredrick began thrusting his cock back into Stacy. I watched as his shiny cock slid in and out of her; the wet sounds returned along with the moans and grunts.

"We were trying to be quiet, sorry for waking you." Stacy said between moans.

Feeling uncomfortable being in the room while two people were fucking, I tried to excuse myself by saying "Oh, you didn't wake me. But I am really tired." I stretched and faked a yawn. "I am going to go to bed, good night."

Before I could even turn, Stacy grunted deeply and said, "Oh, don't leave yet. Come over here and sit down." She patted the bed by her knees.

With baby-steps, I advanced to the bed. Pulling my little silk robe tightly around myself, I sat down. It was impossible for me not to stare at Fredrick and his cock sliding in and out of Stacy. I could smell her in the air; she had always had such a pleasant naughty scent.

"Want a better view of his cock?" Stacy asked

"Wh... What do you mean?" I replied, the excitement of being so close to these two fucking was driving me up the wall with desire.

Fredrick stopped pounding in and out of her while Stacy lifted one leg, "Come on, lay down under me. You will have the best view in the house."

"B... but you are my"

She cut me off, "Roommate, yes I am your roommate. But Fredrick has such a nice cock, I thought you would be anxious to see it in action."

Anxious probably didn't cover it, and I didn't just want to look at it. I wanted to touch it, to suck it, to be fucked by it. Without replying, I laid on my back beneath Stacy. My face was within millimeters of her pussy and Fredrick's cock. I could feel Stacy's warm breath on my left thigh. She trapped my head in place by lowering her leg and holding me in place. 

Fredrick withdrew his cock from her pussy and thrust it back inside her. I couldn't resist, I opened my mouth and licked his balls after they were dragged across my nose. He held his cock deep in her pussy as I took one of his balls between my lips. I sucked ever so gently and massaged it with my tongue.

He moaned as he ground his cock against her. Spreading my lips, he pulled out of her and slammed it back. I took his other ball in my warm mouth this time, repeating the tongue massage. Stacy must have felt neglected because she pulled away from him just enough to grind her clit against my chin.

As Fredrick pulled out the next time, I stuck out my tongue and licked the underside of his impressive manhood. It was big; he must have been stretching Stacy's pussy to its limits! He pulled it out until only the head was between her pussy lips. He rocked back and forth, teasing her by fucking her with only his cock's head.

Very suddenly, he reached down, pulled his cock all the way out and aimed it at my wide-open mouth. Laying it on my nose, I craned my neck and he slid it in. Clamping my lips down around it, he began to slide a few inches in and out of my mouth. Tasting his cock and precum along with Stacy's juices was pure bliss. Fredrick fucking my mouth while Stacy dragged her clit on my chin made me feel like such a slut. I was merely here for their pleasure. Absolutely no attention was being paid to my hard little 'clitty' or aching 'pussy'. Stacy's head was resting on the outside of my thigh as I bumped and ground my hips.

Fredrick yanked his cock from my mouth and slammed it back into Stacy's dripping pussy. A combination of their juices was dripping down onto my face as he power fucked her. The sounds of pleasure were coming at steady intervals from his mouth, and when I saw the muscles in his thighs begin to tense up, I knew he was close. He pulled out, wrapped his hand around his throbbing cock and jacked himself off while aiming for Stacy's little brown hole. 

He yelled, "OH MY GAWD!" as the first blast of cum erupted from his cock.

His aim was perfect and I had the ideal view when the glob of cum struck the rim of Stacy's asshole. It splattered onto both of her butt cheeks and ran down her crack. The next shot of cum landed in the same spot. A stream of cum parted around Stacy's pussy lips and was still running toward me. Flattening out my tongue, I cupped it over her clit. Fredrick's last shot caked her tight little hole once more.




Dottie's Back Ch. 05



The stream of cum finally met my tongue and flowed into my mouth. Holding the fluid in my mouth until the flow had ceased, I gathered it onto my tongue and looked up at Fredrick. He had fallen back onto his feet and was panting like a dog on a hot day. When he opened his eyes and saw me, I parted my lips and showed him I had caught it all. 

Fredrick said enthusiastically, "Stacy was right, you are one hell of a slut Dottie!" 

As I swallowed the load and licked all traces of it off Stacy, I become aware of the fact that being called a slut by Fredrick didn't bother me at all! Hell, I took it as a compliment!

After another 15 minutes of eating Stacy's pussy, an orgasm rained down on her. She sat up and ground herself onto my mouth. Her thighs squeezing my head, my nose pinched between her cheeks. I took quick puffs of air as she rocked back and forth, riding my face for all she was worth. As her orgasm subsided, she rolled off me onto the bed. Fredrick cuddled up next to her, his limp cock resting between her butt cheeks.

I rose from the bed and walked to the doorway. Looking back at them laying on the bed, licking my lips I thought to myself "I must be the luckiest girl in the whole world."

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My thanks go out to Earl Grey for his editing expertise.