Although the door had closed between us, I felt like a whole new world of possibilities had been opened up. I spent a restless night in bed, waking up multiple times from sexy dreams with my cock straining in its cage. Every dream was about a faceless black man who was using me six ways to Sunday. It was one of those dreams where I just knew it was Terry, even though I never saw his face. Each time I calmed down and drift...

After just a few minutes of her hard girl-cock abusing my throat she pulled out and stepped back. The look of disappointment on my face registered with her immediately. “We have all the time in the world, babe,” she said reassuringly. “Besides, I want to go get dressed for you — properly dressed.” I leaned forward and kissed her girl-cock on the head. “Mmm, great idea, hon,” I said. “Let’s get dressed!” Jaymie picked up h...

I had first met her through a mutual friend at work. As our paths crossed more and more over the years, we became quite friendly, often seeking each other out at conferences or workshops, frequently being the last ones to close down hotel bars. Her name was Morgan, and she was the State Policy Director. She had a reputation as a real hard-ass — always coming out on the better end of any deal in which she got involved. She...

“Wilson, over here,” one of the guys yelled from a corner booth in the hotel bar. “Hey, Smitty,” I said as I approached the table. Another four or five guys attending the same conference were well-ensconced in the booth, and I was already several drinks behind them. “Pull up a chair, let’s get you a drink,” he said. “I still owe you one from that last merger you helped me with.” “No can do. I’m meeting an old pal from Arm...

It was too good to be true. My daughter, who lived about three hours away, needed someone to house-sit for her for a couple of weeks. I was quasi-retired and able to do what work I did from “home” (read: anywhere I could get an internet connection). My wife had to pull the old nine-to-five grind at a brick-and-mortar business, so that left me to my own devices. It would be a perfect opportunity to indulge in my true passi...

I appraised my disheveled appearance in the bathroom mirror. My skirt and cheer top were a cum-stained mess and the cum all over my face and neck had dried to a crusty layer. I had no idea how to care for the wig on my head that was also matted with cum, but I had a feeling I was about to learn. I still had no recollection of well over an hour’s worth of my time that night, so I was hopeful that Katie’s videos might shed...

I left an absolute wreck. I only pulled on enough clothing so as not to arouse any suspicion should I encounter anyone on the way out of the building. At home I took a quick shower, releasing myself from my cage to properly clean up. After that first sissygasm — even out of my cage — my cock didn’t even attempt to get hard. I locked it back up before leaving the bathroom and slipped into a pair of pink panties and a short...

"Pumpkin" was misunderstood by her sisterhood. She eschewed the flowing robes others wore for a sexy v-neck with an asymmetrical hem. She focused her craft on self-love, rather than the more customary practices. She held her broom firmly, intoning the words that would transform the stick. “Phallos figura.” The smooth end erupted into a mushroom-shaped head. Lifting the dress's hem, her next spell was spoken. “Tremorous.”...

When I woke the next morning, I was still horny as hell. I took my new black dildo into the shower and I plunged myself on it until the hot water ran out. I did not cum in my cage, so it only served to make me more horny. My work day was most unproductive. The throbbing of my ass from both Devin’s cock and my morning dildo workout served as a constant reminder of my new-found womanhood. I felt my cock harden painfully in...

I woke with a sore ass and throat. I had a cup of hot coffee to ease one of my symptoms from the night before. Only time could alleviate the other one, but until then it would be a delicious reminder of the night’s events. As I dressed for work I sighed at the thought of leaving all of my lingerie and toys behind for a day of dull meetings. I especially wanted another round in the hijab and niqab. I don’t know why I found...

It was hot — damn hot. Wearing the dark green uniform of the Border Patrol was bad enough, but with this heatwave on top of it, it was even more miserable. Ashlynn had been working this section of the Texas border for the better part of three years and couldn’t remember ever being this hot. As a female agent, she was usually left at checkpoints in case there were any women to be searched. Today she had cajoled her boss in...

I felt the wetness as he spit on my asshole and the head of his cock. He slid the head back and forth, spitting several more times. “Please, Miss Katie,” I pleaded, “I have lube in my bag.” “Hmmm. I don’t think I want her first time with a black cock to be the ‘prison bitch’ experience. Let’s give her a break, Devin.” Katie rooted through my bag and easily located the lube. I looked back over my shoulder and watched Devin...

“So glad you remembered, sissy-girl,” Katie said. “Also, so glad to see you enjoying my panties from last night. Stand up, I want to inspect your work.” I took one last sniff and tossed her panties over to my bag. I stood up. She walked up and checked my makeup, looking me over. She groped my chest, squeezing my breast forms in the bra through my sheer blouse. “Nice tits,” she said. She lifted the front of my skirt and gi...

Katie’s first orgasm had come quickly and was followed by a second within minutes. Her third orgasm took me nearly ten minutes of licking and sucking to bring her off. When she came the third time she pulled my face hard against her crotch and partially enveloped my head between her thighs which squeezed tightly. Her legs were shaking when she let me go and pushed me away from her. She leaned backward on the vanity. “Damn...

She wasn’t super-tall for a woman, but she stood slightly better than 5’6” in her sneakers. When I saw her, it was always at work because she was the building’s custodian. She was either a very light-skinned black woman or biracial. When she spoke, her voice was on the higher end of the range — not quite child-like, but just on that edge. I figured her to be in her mid-twenties. She always wore jeans and the T-shirt provi...