Electric shock is what he felt when I placed him on his knees and whispered sweetly in his ear that he was going to be my good little cocksucker tonight. Up until now it had only been my big, black strap-on that he’d taken. Everything was changing so quickly for him now: springing this on him when he’s not expecting it—I knew that would make him even weaker and more submissive.

He felt his sissy dick spring up under the silky panties he was wearing. I reached down and dragged my long fingernails over the outline of his cock, my nails sailing lightly over the soft fabric.  I hear him gasp and feel his dick harden. His hips start to thrust back and forth under my hand. I take my lover’s cock and rub his swollen, mushroom head over the lips of my queer: he opens, to his surprise, by reflex; then I see that longing in him—he’s been denying it for so long. The urge to suck and please a man.

Brushing the hair back from his ear I whisper, “Stick out your tongue, honey—have a taste.” He sticks it out, and when he does I see a single tear run down his face. “Good girl,” I whisper. She automatically wraps her mouth around the head and starts to suckle it like a needy slut. All of the sudden I feel an abrupt surge of moisture underneath my hand on her hard cock. “Oh, my darling, you spewed your sissy juicy.” I reach inside her panties, cover my hands in her cum and rub her erect nipples with her own sweet sissy juice.

She starts to moan with the cock in her mouth. It’s then when my lover pulls out and blows his thick loads of cum all over her greedy face.