She undid Bens' zip, his trouser button and then wormed her hand into his pants. It was as if his cock thrust its way up to meet her hand. It burned h...tly in her hand as she worked it up and down. Ben slid his hand into the front of Doreen's bikini bottom, the elastic stretching to capacity. Her wetness flooded his hand as his fingers opened her cunt lips. For this was no cute pussy now. This was a cunt, swollen with lust, needing to be fucked. He slid two fingers deeply into her. They were. He knows that. He knows that I know it, too. He also knows that I need it, so he tries his best to fake it. Sometimes he had trouble maintaining the intensity, but for the most part, he was diligent. And it was good enough for me. I was content.“And then, unexpectedly I saw the object of my strongest, darkest fantasies in its purest form. Not my new master, but someone absolutely selfish, absolutely willing to use me in whatever way he wanted, no matter how fickle the whim.“I would never, ever. Finding yourself in a never-ending erotically aroused state sounds nice (and it is), but it can seriously interfere with one’s ability to concentrate on the non-sissy parts of your life.I recently found myself in that predicament—after three weeks of remaining chaste—I was too horny to think. I didn’t want to completely destroy the sissy erotic zone I was experiencing with an orgasm, but I felt the need to take at least a little of the edge off. But how?While getting ready to practice yoga at. I am guessing he is 8 or 9 inches long and rather thick. I concentrate on the mushroom head for some time, his pre cum flowing into my waiting mouth. It tastes so good I feel I could suck it all night. Knowing there are other nerves that need to be tickled, I grab Rick's large nut sack and start playing with it, alternating squeezes with light scratching with my fingernails. Meanwhile, slowly I am taking more and more of him into my mouth. I look up at Rick, he is looking down at me, and he is.