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Taste of My Girlfriend's Dildo Ch. 02

By: purekink



The next day, I awoke still dressed in my pink and white lingerie, with my whorish makeup smeared.

My girlfriend had already left and I was on tenterhooks all day waiting for her return. But when she arrived home, she had her best friend with her, and both of them laughed and giggled at some private joke as they sat down next to me, one on either side. 

They each carried a black leather bag, which they set beside them.

My girlfriend snuggled up against me, and said: "Now then, my little slut boi, your little secret is out. Genevieve here knows about your cravings for cock – and we're going to show her just how fucking hard you cum when I bury my strapon in your arse."

I shivered in anticipation and fear as I felt the side of her breasts rub against me, but Genevieve stroked my face and told me to take the bag upstairs into the bedroom. I did as I was told.

A few minutes later, they entered the room. My girlfriend wore a black sheer babydoll which couldn't hide a red mesh bra – so see-through it clearly showed her stiff nipples under the fabric. A matching pair of suspender knickers that revealed her shaved mound held up a pair of shimmering sheer black stockings. The seams made my eye run down them to her black patent leather ankle boots, wickedly heeled and strappy. She'd tousled her hair, which flowed over her pale shoulders. 

Genevieve was the naughtiest schoolgirl I'd ever seen. A scandalously short black pleated skirt lay on top of layers of transparent red petticoats. Her black silk knickers had layers of matching red ruffles which parted around the well-placed holes at the front and back. The matching bra was a slender affair which forced her breasts heaving upwards. A sheer white blouse was tied above her midriff highlighting a sparkling stud in her navel. She wore black fishnet stockings over a pair of delicate gossamer red lacy stockings. Her shoes were also black, platform buckled shoes that lay somewhere between harlot and Alice in Wonderland – an effect completed by the pigtail blonde wig she wore.

My cock had already stiffened, when my girlfriend said: "I'm starting a lesbian school. You'll be my lesbian boi toy, and I'll pimp you out to all the bi girls and lesbians I know. They'll be falling over themselves to get at you when we're finished tonight."

Genevieve told me to strip, and hardly waited before I'd removed my jeans to start lining up wax strips. I yelped as she started removing my hair. My girlfriend was sat on the bed, watching and fingering herself idly as Genevieve went to work on my chest, stomach, shoulders, arms and legs.

I felt the air against my skin when she'd finished, and as my girlfriend rubbed her hands up my smooth legs, I knew I was up for anything they could do to me.

"I love your girly thighs, slut boi," she whispered, "Just as you love them too, don't you?"

I nodded and moaned agreement as Genevieve's hand brushed my member.

"You want to be our girl, don't you? And get fucked by us both? You know we'll make you love it. You know if you let us, we'll turn you into our femmy priss who has to beg to cum?"

I nodded again, my throat dry as they teased me. Genevieve pushed me backwards onto the bed, facing the mirrored wardrobes. As she blended foundation into my face, my girlfriend carefully attached heavy fake eyelashes. I was transfixed as I watched her reflection – the full-cut knickers framed her arse and the babydoll moved gently over her skin, the marabou trim softly rocking against her taught suspender straps.

Genevieve started to apply blue eye shadow, and rimmed my eyes with kohl. My girlfriend swept a bright red lipstick thickly over my pouting mouth. I wanted this, I realised.

Genevieve opened her bag, and started drawing out clothes. Red and black lacy underwear. A tiny black skirt and a white blouse so thin it almost wasn't there. It was the match of her school uniform, made for filthy desperate sex sessions, screaming whore in no uncertain terms.

It was hard to raise myself from the bed, let alone draw the knickers up my legs and settle them without bursting into orgasm. My girlfriend pulled up the petticoats, brushing my imprisoned erection with her fingers. I shuddered.

"No cumming yet, you eager little slut gurl," Genevieve breathed onto my neck as she nuzzled me, "Bad little sluts like us can't cum too soon, can we?"

My girlfriend was already drawing the red stockings up my hairless legs and clipping them to my black skirt. The tension on the suspenders made the straps cling tightly to my sensitive skin. She rolled the fishnet holdups along my feet, over my ankles, up my calves and thighs – driving me wild - before wrapping the bra around me and fastening it. My chest felt constrained and I filled the small cups. As the satin rubbed my nipples I realised it had been bought to fit my flat body.

Genevieve was putting my shoes on, wrapping the straps up my calves. I found myself forced to stand almost on tiptoe as the shaped platform soles shaped my legs. As my girlfriend tied off the sheer blouse just below my bra, Genevieve was primping the pigtailed wig she'd placed on my head.

I felt utterly submissive as I stood before them, dressed for steamy lesbian sex in my lingerie and heels. Their hands ran over me, and I moaned as they stroked my stockings and gently touched my now throbbing cock. I watched them in the mirrors wardrobe as they explored my lingerie and spurred my lust with their fingers.

I lay on my back as they mounted me, my girlfriend barking orders at Genevieve, who obeyed with downcast eyes.

"Sit on his face, bitch, my boi slut needs to learn to suck cunt!"

Genevieve straddled my head with her stockinged thighs. I looked straight up into the crotchless knickers and saw her hot, wet sex above me. I opened my mouth and held out my tongue.

"Good!" My girlfriend laughed, "At least there's one willing fucktoy tonight!"

She knelt over my groin, facing Genevieve. Grasping the sides of her skirt, she pulled her down, onto my waiting face.

Genevieve moaned as my tongue brushed up her slit and over her stiff clitoris. I rubbed my face across the silky lingerie she wore as I licked her for all I was worth. I was desperate to bring her off, and my girlfriend's taunts only goaded me on.

"That's right, whore boi, suck her til she cums on your face. I want to see my little lesbian schoolgirls fuck like rabbits. Both of you will be begging me to rip you apart with my dildo later."

I slurped away as I dug my face into Genevieve's dripping cunt. She squealed and writhed above me as my girlfriend began to play with her nipples.

"Maybe I'll chain you two fucktoys together and set my dyke girlfriends loose on you... I'll have a couple of them lick me out while I watch their mates ream your arses."

It was too much for poor Genevieve. She screamed "Oh, god, NOW!" and slumped over my face. Her cunt twitched and throbbed as I rubbed my tongue into her folds.

My girlfriend hardly waited for her to recover.

"Rest's over," she said, "It's time to spitroast our little fuck boi."

I rolled onto my front as they got up to fasten strapon dildos to each other, rubbing lube onto each other's phallus in obscene, long strokes. They must have seen the fear on my face, because my girlfriend kissed me deeply and told me I'd love what we were about to do.

They knelt on the bed and positioned themselves so Genevieve was in front of me and my girlfriend behind. Genevieve grabbed by head and pulled it down towards the large fake dick she wore. I raised myself onto my hands and knees – as my girlfriend began to rub some of the cool lube onto my arse.

Genevieve's insistent pull drew my ruby red lips onto the tip of her phallus. She looked as though she was ready to orgasm again as the head popped into my mouth and I started to suck. She began to moan and provide a commentary to my unorthodox blowjob.

"Oh, suck my dick. Good gurl, take like a boi-bitch. You're so good at this... I can't wait to fuck that tight little arse of yours with my cock – get it nice and wet, slutboi!"

My girlfriend suddenly had her dildo at my back door. She pushed, and I groaned as the head popped in. I tried not to tense, and to allow myself to relax, but when she switched on the vibrator, it was all I could do not to yelp. She pushed harder, and the whole length slid smoothly in, pressing against my prostate. This time, I couldn't help it. I let out a long feminine sigh as it pressed into me, filling me completely.

"Oh, you brazen little boi cunt," my girlfriend gasped, "I'm going to loosen you up for Gen, now. She's going to tear you apart with her cock, and I know you're going to beg her for it."

She pulled out slowly, before reversing direction and sliding every inch back into me. I arched my back, opening myself to it. Genevieve giggled and started slapping my face with her cock.

"You love this, don't you? I didn't believe it when I heard, but look at you, on your hands and knees. Trying to suck my cock while your girlfriend nails your arse with her huge dick."

My girlfriend spanked me, a sharp sting that made me clench around the dildo.

"Next time, I'm going to tape this – I want to watch my two lesbian schoolgirls cumming all over each other," she said, "But first I'm going to feel you cum all over my cock."

The girls began to fuck me in earnest, forcing my holes open, mocking me for taking it so well, for enjoying it. I was enslaved, and began to revel under their control.

"Wank off!" my girlfriend ordered, and I started to stroke my engorged member which poked through the front of the crotch of my silk knickers.

"How does it feel, you slag?" shouted Genevieve as she pressed her shaven groin against my nose. I waited until she withdrew to tell her, drawing a sharp spank from my girlfriend.

"She asked you a question, slut boi! How does it feel?"

"God, that's so good! Faster!" I begged, and they didn't disappoint. I was being shagged senseless by two women, dressed in their lingerie, taking it in every orifice I could: and I loved it. My girlfriend's length impaled me over and over, rubbing spots I never realised existed. Genevieve worked on my mouth, pulling out and rubbing the tip across my lips.

I stroked my cock, urging myself to orgasm. I could feel every nerve ending on my body scream with pleasure as the delicate materials rubbed against me and the cocks pummeled me. I was so close.

My girlfriend hit a switch, and the dildo she rode me with began to pulse, singing out a rhythm that almost sent me into orbit. I squealed – but the sound was muffled as Genevieve pushed her dick into my mouth again.

Both women were panting and flushed, and Genevieve looked down into my painted face and said: "That's right – squeal like a little virgin getting her first good big cock. I'll be banging you soon, and I won't be this gentle, bitch boi."

My girlfriend shuddered behind me, already imagining the scene as she watched her best friend fuck her boyfriend. Her orgasm burst over her, and she gasped as she came hard – pushing her cock deep inside me. I felt its buzzing from my wigged head down to my stocking-clad toes. The girth stretching me blissfully began to throb, and I felt a stickiness inside as something filled my bowels.

"I'm cumming inside you! Oh fuck, this is so fucking hot!" My girlfriend gasped, "You fucking little boi whore in your frilly schoolgirl outfit taking my fucking cock! Look!"

Genevieve moved around slightly so I could see myself in the mirror. I looked like a vixenish teenage cocksucker servicing a classmate's shaft with her bright red lips. My girlfriend's exhausted form kept pumping the dildo as it spurted inside me. The shock of feeling her mound slapping against my arse, combined with the look of wanton desperation in my made-up face along with Genevieve's devilish grin meant I couldn't hold back. It didn't take many strokes before I was panting out my orgasm, my cum flooding into my knickers and soaking them.

I felt as though I'd never stop cumming. It was as though a drum beat through me and on every stroke my sphincter clenched hard against my girlfriend's cock. My wet, warm insides made sucking noises as the fake cum moved about, and my suddenly electrified cock blasted out another stream of sperm.

My girlfriend brought her hand around and spanked me, hard. I clenched again, and shouted aloud. Her hand fell again – and again – and I spent myself over the hand rubbing my agonized cock.

As I lay on the bed afterwards, knickers wet and arse gaping, I wondered what they had in mind for me next.

Taste of My Girlfriend's Dildo Ch. 03



I'd been spanked and fucked until I'd collapsed, and I just lay there, feeling my girlfriend's groin press against my buttocks. My frilly petticoats rustled between us as they revealed the ruffled knickers beneath, and my girlfriend's cock sent tiny thrills through me as my arse became accustomed to its divine girth.

Her stockings rubbed against mine as she ran her high-heeled boots up and down my legs. I shivered as Genevieve knelt down on the floor to kiss me deeply. My girlfriend's hands started to caress my stocking tops and smooth thighs as Genevieve took charge of the kiss, tasting my mouth with her tongue.

"She's going to fuck you until your head spins, my little lesbian boi whore," my girlfriend whispered in my ear, "I've opened you up and now you're ready for her. Genevieve's going to shag my sissy boyfriend's eager arse, and I'm going to bring myself off as I watch the pair of you."

I couldn't reply because Genevieve was kissing me harder, responding to my girlfriend's description of the filthy acts she was going to commit on my feminised form. My girlfriend slowly moved her cock, and I shuddered at the sensation deep in my bowels. The fake cum she'd pumped into me was lubricating my insides, and I knew Genevieve would soon be taking advantage of it.

My girlfriend started to brush my cock with her hand as she stroked my knickers.

"You make such a fuckable little pretty boi," she whispered, "I wish I'd known how fucking hot you'd be as a schoolgirl years ago. I'd have fucked you silly every day, and you'd have loved being stuffed full of my dildos."

I knew it was true, and the soft ministrations of her hands against my knickers and penis had me thrilling to her touch. Genevieve redoubled her efforts, obviously aroused.

Slowly, my girlfriend began to withdraw her fake cock, sending waves of pleasure along my abused arse. As she slid the end out of me, I whimpered softly -- and my cock stiffened with the sudden spike of sheer bliss. She moved off the bed and sat in a chair, facing me. She unstrapped her glistening dildo and removed it, letting it drop to the floor.

Reaching over to the bedside cabinet, she pulled out a ribbed vibrator and flicked it on. Slowly, she moved the buzzing toy to her crotch and rubbed the tip across the front of her red mesh knickers.

"Now then, my lesbian slaves, I want to see you suck each other. And if either of you cums before I say, I'll make you regret it. Get to work, girls!"

She giggled. Genevieve broke her kiss, and pushed me onto my back. She climbed onto me, and gently settled her cunt onto my face. At the same time, I felt her hot breath against my thighs as her lips caressed the sensitive skin. I squirmed and squealed as she gently kissed and licked me, dragging her tongue over my silky knickers and teasing my cock as it poked through the vent on the front.

I moved my tongue underneath the shaft of her strapon, and licked the soaking crotch of her knickers. The lacy ruffles brushed my face and her petticoats swished across my body as she moved her cunt over me, using my mouth for her pleasure. Her cock slid over my cheeks obscenely as I did my best to lick her to orgasm.

She twitched as I moved faster, and began to fold her wet lips around the top of my erection. My nerves lit up as she stroked the head with the O of her lips -- tiny quick contacts all around the ridge under my cockhead.

I brought my hands to bear and pulled the crotch of her knickers aside to reveal her shaven and puffy slit. I gave it a long, firm lick that started at the back and stopped at the base of her dildo. Genevieve moaned as my tongue eased her open and the wetness spread to my face.

"That's right, sluts -- look at you going at it like real little lesbian nymphomaniacs!"

I'd almost forgotten my girlfriend, whose voice now taunted us -- her performing lesbian sluts. Genevieve pushed her pelvis down towards my waiting mouth and I gently penetrated her with my stiffened tongue. She plunged her face down my length, her tongue pressed against the underside of my cock. I moaned into her wet flaps as she slid her lips down to nuzzle her nose against the pubic bone. The feeling maddened me, especially as she closed her throat around me before moving back up. She repeated that firm, determined motion in the other direction as she expertly went to work on me.

Her hands slid around behind me to knead my buttocks through the silk material encasing them. One finger teased at my freshly-fucked arse, circling my now-gaping hole and making me gasp sharply at her touch.

"That's the way, whores, use your fingers! But no orgasm yet -- I'm warning both of you sluts!"

I barely had time to move my hands before Genevieve had pushed two fingers into me. I clenched around them trying to drive them out before they made me leap over the edge of my climax. I was so turned on, and my red-hot cock felt Genevieve's lips pistoning over it as her tongue bathed my most erogenous spots. But the amount of lube inside my walls worked against me -- allowing her to freely slide her digits in and out, finger-fucking me as she sucked.

I cried out, and began begging her to stop, alternating with pleas to be allowed to cum. Both fell on deaf ears as Genevieve settled into a hard, pounding rhythm in my arse and on my cock. I couldn't help myself, and my sphincter began to spasm as pulses of sensation ran along my stiffness.

"No cumming, slut boi!" shouted my girlfriend, and I could hear from her voice that her orgasm was close. I tried desperately to obey her but Genevieve just sucked harder and managed to tap my prostate with a fingertip. That was more than enough to make me explode, sending a fierce blast of sperm into her mouth. She swallowed but didn't let up sucking, which won her more spurts as the waves of pleasure crashed against me. My arse clenched around her probing fingers, adding a new flavour to the heady cocktail of orgasm I was so drunk on. Electric sensations had me writhing and shaking as I howled in decadent joy.

I'd barely stopped shaking when I heard my girlfriend's voice.

"I told you... I'll make you regret that, slut. You'll beg for forgiveness when I teach you what it means to disobey one of my instructions. You have to admit, though, Genevieve is one of the best. She should be, too -- I spent long enough training her when we were at university."

Genevieve pulled her mouth from my cock, her face flushed and her eyes sharp and hungry. She licked her lips as she moved off me, staring into my eyes.

"Now I get to fuck you," she said breathlessly, "You're getting nailed now, my gurl slave."

My girlfriend laughed, and I looked up to see her sat on the chair, her legs splayed and the buzzing vibrator buried inside her. She rubbed her see-through nightie over her skin as she smiled knowingly.

"Genevieve's been through a lot before I'd let her violate you. I fucked her as hard as she's going to fuck you, and I've had her in every hole. I can't tell you how much having a slutty toy turns me on -- and now I have two. I know you'll love your new life with me as my transvestite fuck doll."

"And I have some friends who've only just left school who'd love to learn how to dominate a sissy man like you," Genevieve said, "What better way to learn about sex than through controlling your own personal feminised slave? They'll love fucking you -- and you'll beg me to let them loose on your arse."

"But for now, Genevieve gets her reward," my girlfriend broke in.

She nodded and Genevieve moved me around so I was lying on my back on the bed with my legs hanging over the side. Fluffing up a pillow, she placed it under my back so I could watch her ravish me. Moving around between my legs, she spread them wide and moved in closer. As she approached, she slid my legs up onto her shoulders, my heeled shoes high in the air.

The tip of her dildo pushed against my opening, insistent and inevitable. Genevieve gazed at me as she nudged her pelvis forward and pushed the tip inside my arse. I grunted, and she smiled.

"You'll be getting more of that, fuck bunny," she said, "I'm going to pump you full of it, until you cum over yourself."

She slid her dildo inside me slowly, filling me and forcing a series of moans and gasps from my lips. She kept leaning into me, pushing forward until the head of the monster stretched the muscles which clasped about it. Genevieve's hands pushed down on my thighs as she held me, impaled and squirming, on her shaft.

Her breathing was ragged and I realised she was very aroused. My girlfriend noticed it too.

"Is it as good as you imagined?" she asked.

Genevieve looked straight into my eyes.

"Better," she gasped, "this is so fucking horny. Fucking him while you watch. And he wants it, he doesn't want me to stop shagging his arse. Both of us dressed like porn stars while I pound him -- it's better than I ever imagined!"

She shivered in a mini-orgasm, and slammed back into me. I'd already cum twice, and yet my cock was returning to life. As Genevieve stoked the fire that had started deep inside me, blood pulsed into my penis, and I stiffened.

Her cock buried in me, Genevieve laughed.

"Come on lover, I want to see you spurt your load over your naughty clothes," she urged, "Shoot for me as I bang you, sissy boi."

Her words were better than any aphrodisiac -- especially when combined with the sensation of her length seesawing in and out of me. One of her hands ringed my growing cock, and started to wank it gently. As her skilful touch brought me to erection, my hands clutched at the bed sheets.

I glanced over to my girlfriend, who was working the vibrator over her glistening cunt and clitoris. She shuddered as she caught my gaze, and groaned at the sight of me, sprawled on the bed while her best friend gave me a damn hard fucking.

Genevieve turned on the vibrator inside her dildo then. My hands clutched the sheets tighter as the maddening buzz triggered feelings in my prostate. Her thrusting meant she pressed my button steadily, matching the rhythm to masturbate me. She started to groan loudly.

"You're such a good little fuck, bunny boi," she growled, "You're gonna make me cum inside you. I'm going to fill your pert little girly arse with spunk!"

Her hand moved faster, rubbing me onwards as her fingers blurred against my length. I helplessly thrust back on her cock and raised my pelvis to thrust against her teasing hand. I was lost, suddenly swept away by the feeling of the lingerie on my skin and Genevieve's merciless slapping against my arse cheeks.

My girlfriend's vibrator was making squelching noises as she rammed herself with it. She panted, and suddenly shouted: "Oh, Christ, YES, fuck him Gen!"

I guessed she was orgasming, and Genevieve wasn't far behind her. She gasped and groaned as she maintained the pace of my fucking, but pressed her cock into me harder -- almost hurting me with the strokes. As she did, one hand wanked me faster and faster, while she reached below her with the other.

Genevieve squeezed the balls hanging down heavily from her fake cock, and sent spurts of lube shooting inside me. I couldn't take it any more, and shouted wordlessly as I fell into my own personal world of ecstasy. My heart pounded in my head as I shot sperm over myself.

The first spurt splashed across my face, and Genevieve whimpered in the throes of her own orgasm as she watched. My sphincter contracted and she groaned again as she felt how tight I'd suddenly become.

More pressure meant the dildo moved relentlessly, forcing more cum to pump from me, splattering across my petticoats, my skirt, my bra and blouse. I almost fainted with the sheer force of it, and Genevieve slumped onto me, exhausted.



Taste of My Girlfriend's Dildo Ch. 04



A few weeks passed without my girlfriend mentioning anything about fucking me -- or my fucking at the hands of her best friend Genevieve. I thought she'd forgotten all about it, and so when she announced we'd been invited to spend the weekend at her friend's place, I didn't suspect a thing.

Her friend lived in a large house out in the countryside, and had invited us to spend the weekend there to celebrate her birthday. It took a few hours for my girlfriend to drive us there, by which time I was exhausted.

There were five other women there, but after my first drink I was too tired to remember who was who and went to bed. My girlfriend stayed up to talk to our host, Karen. She was a tall, statuesque redhead who gave me directions through the rambling old house to my room. I undressed and fell asleep.

I awoke in darkness, to find myself spread-eagled, with my arms and legs tied to the four bedposts. But that wasn't all. I could feel gossamer soft material clinging to my body and realised I was wearing lingerie. A tight corset constricted me sweetly, and taught suspenders pulled stockings against my hairless legs. A pair of soft bikini knickers snuggled against my buttocks and gently teased my penis, which suddenly began to stiffen. I moved my head, and felt a wig move with me -- and unless I was mistaken, I was wearing lipstick.

Somewhere inside me, something stirred. A low buzz permeated my arse, and I squirmed as it rubbed my prostate. It was pleasurable agony as I tried to move and it shifted slightly in my hole.

"Shhh," whispered an unfamiliar voice next to my ear, "We don't want to wake the house up and have the rest of the girls find you like this, do we, sissy?"

I started at the sound, and my sudden movement sent vibrations through my groin, around my bare balls and along the length of my cock. The soft fabric of the knickers slid against me, and I gasped with the sensation.

"Yes, I know you love wearing silky girly undies, and it turns me on. The stories your girlfriend told me about you got me so horny I had her lick me until my juices ran down her face onto her tits. I'm sorry we had to drug you, but I told her I wanted you nice and compliant for me."

A warm, smooth hand rubbed my calf, up along the stocking and onto my inner thigh. I squirmed again, and the twin sensations of my swishy underwear and humming toy forced a moan from my painted lips.

"Naughty sissy boi," the voice breathed, "I told you not to make a sound. I think we'll have to do something about little Miss moaner."

I could hear movement in the pitch blackness, and a hand pushed a bundle of material into my mouth. It smelled of female arousal, and I guessed whoever my tormentor was had just gagged me with her knickers.

"That's better, slave boi," she whispered, "Now I can have some fun with you making that big cock squirt inside your silkies. I'm going to enjoy teasing you until you fill your undies with cum, my sweet little toy."

There was more movement, this time on the bed, and I felt hot breath against my exposed skin in the gap between my stocking tops and knickers. My wrists and ankles strained against their bonds as I reacted. I almost burst the restraints when a pair of red hot lips touched me, followed by a maddening tongue.

She kissed and licked me, working her way around my thigh until her face rubbed the side of my engorged member clad in its silky cage. She moved slightly, and her mouth encircled one of my smooth balls, making me whimper gently. She alternated between both of them for a few minutes, using her tongue to caress my tightening scrotum.

I was going mad with desire, and closed my eyes as I surrendered to her. She must have sensed my utter submission, and giggled softly.

"There, my little pet, that wasn't hard, was it? Just give yourself up to me and I'll make your pretty head spin like the prissy fuck doll you want to be."

Her tongue moved onto my erection which was tenting the front of my knickers. The cool sensation of the wispy garment was driving me wild -- and the shrill humming of the vibrator set off tiny erotic shocks in my rectum.

My mystery tormentor started working my cock with her mouth. Soft kisses heated the knickers, and as her lips rubbed the underside of my penis, I let out a muffled moan into the gag.

Slowly, teasing me all the way, she kissed up to the tip and let her open mouth settle there for a moment, sucking gently. Her hands slid along my stockinged legs and started to stroke my balls. The silky material slid around them under her ministrations. 

Her head moved, and she shifted position -- moving her lips off my swollen member. I slumped back down on the bed, and twitched as I drove the sex toy deeper into my violated hole. I gave a soft grunt and ground my buttocks down on the mattress, stirring the toy around, hitting heavenly spots.

But I didn't have much time to stimulate myself before the unknown woman returned. Her soft, slender fingers ran around the waistband of my knickers.

"I think my little girly toy needs to cum," she purred, "And I'm going to force you to spurt. It's no use trying to hold back, but if you're a good little girl and try to resist it, I'll make sure it's even better than you expect. The longer you hold off, the filthier it'll be, until you'll be helpless. You'll erupt in your femmy undies whether you want to or not."

Her fingers dipped beneath the elastic waist and gently tugged, allowing my cock to spring free. She drew them down as far as my balls, and released them again -- letting them settle against my balls.

I felt nails softly run along my crotch where my pubic hair had been until my girlfriend had shaved it. There was a low chuckle.

"You're so girly with your soft, smooth skin. But there's one part of you that's not so sissy -- your hard clit. I bet you'd like me to play with it, wouldn't you, slut?"

I could only groan my affirmative through the panties she'd gagged me with. She grasped my cock below the helmet and gave it a short stroke. I thrust my hips towards her, trying to increase the friction. In response, she swapped direction and stroked up the shaft, her fingers forming a ring to wank me.

She varied the pressure of her grip as she continued to frig me. I raised my hips as far as I could and clenched my buttocks, and shrieked into the gag as I forced the buzzing toy inside me.

It suddenly stopped vibrating and a frustrated moan of disappointment escaped from my lips. Her hand slowly stroked down from my tip to my aching balls, and the toy burst into a frenzy. As the stroke stopped, so did the vibrations.

I mewled with pleasure as my tormentor repeated the motion.

"How does it feel to be wanked by a stranger, lying there in your sissy lingerie with a fake cock in your arse? You're a dirty fucking bitch, and you're turning me on. I have two vibrators inside me, and I'm close to coming. I love having a slutty femmed-up girly-boi under my hands."

A hand pulled at the top of my corset and exposed my nipples. I shuddered as a pair of soft lips sucked them and she resumed her stroking. She must have been controlling the vibrations inside me, I realised. Every stroke was perfectly synchronised with the maddening buzz that permeated through my pelvis.

I wanted to beg her to bring me to orgasm, and at the same time I wanted to plead with her to continue doing this to me for ever. She was right -- I was tied up on a strange bed with a woman I didn't know massaging my cock and controlling a vibrator which shrieked deep inside me. Dressed in sensual lingerie, I was somebody's sissy slut and the humiliation of not knowing who was making me act out my fantasy almost made my cock spew.

As I felt my balls tighten inside my knickers, she must have realised I was about to come.

"Naughty girl," she said, "I told you not to give in just yet."

She stopped both her stroking and the vibrator, and moved around the bed again. I heard the sound of a drawer opening and closing. As I lay, almost crying with frustration, she put a blindfold over my eyes. Another movement, the sound of soft footsteps, and the light came on.

"Now I can see you, my slut -- dressed for a good fucking and waiting for me. You don't even care who's fucking you any more: just like a cock-hungry whore."

It was true -- I didn't care. I wanted so badly to see her but what mattered most was my release. I moaned with the pent-up sexual charge.

The toy burst back into life as she moved across the bed again. This time she straddled me, her hands on my nipples and her legs rubbing against my stockings. One hand left my chest and stroked down the smooth material of the corset, before moving lower across my groin onto my still stiff cock. Meanwhile the other hand produced another plastic phallus, and suddenly my gag was replaced with a fake cock.

"Suck my juices, sissy," she taunted, "And be grateful I didn't give you my other dildo to suck, given where I have that."

The vibrator smelled of her cunt, and I sucked it as she held my cock upright. She sank down onto it, and I felt the burning wetness of her cunt. She hissed as I entered her inexorably until her buttocks rested on my stocking tops. I was balls-deep in her, but unable to move except for the tiniest thrusts. I was at her mercy, and she knew it.

The buzzing inside me had risen to a howl. No matter how I tried to twist or turn, her weight held me firmly in place. All I could manage to do was shift the vibrator around inside me as my muscles nudged it to other, equally sensitive, spots. I could feel vibrations against my cock, and realised I could feel the sex toy she had in her arse.

I strained ay my bonds as she began to ride me. Her palms pressed down on my breasts, and her fingers kneaded them gently. She rose steadily until only the head of my penis was inside her. The vibrators stopped.

I relaxed for a moment.

I screamed into the knickers as both toys jumped into life at what I prayed was their highest setting. I couldn't take anything more insistent -- mine felt almost sharp inside me as it thrummed against the walls of my arse. At the same time the woman riding me slammed her pelvis down, enveloping my cock with her vagina and gripping me tightly with strong internal muscles. Her silken cunt twitched as the fake cock in her arse buzzed loudly.

She did it again, forcefully humping me as she gave us another blast of the vibrators. I began to sob with the pleasure, begging her to fuck me and make me cum.

"Come on, sissy," she urged, "Spurt for me -- show me how much you enjoy being tied up and fucked! Show me what sort of little slut you really are!"

I let out a huge series of moans as she played with me, fucking me into oblivion. It was too much, and as she began to rasp out irregular breaths, I felt my cock explode.

"Oh, god, you filthy little boi bitch!" she yelled as I felt her spasm and flutter across my cock. Her juices ran down my balls and soaked my knickers as I filled her cunt with my seed. I pulsed into her as she thrashed around on top of me, frantically slamming herself against my pole. She slumped forward, gripping my shoulders and sucking my neck. The thrill of her love bite intensified my orgasm, and I fainted as the waves rode over my feminised form.