Bitch Boy

What A Shocking Surprise

Honestly, I didn’t think I was the type of girl to find myself in this situation. Other girls, sure, not me, though. Obviously, I’m hot, he’s hot, we’re hot together. I mean, my man is a real man’s man through and through. Everything about him screams I have a big, hard dick. So here I am thinking I have the manliest man to walk the planet. Boy, was I mistaken. I wish some of the things I saw I hadn’t. I have a Bitch Boy.

So here I am after a long day of work. I decide to grab some takeout on my way home to surprise my honey. After what felt like the longest wait in the world. I secured the bag. Today’s bag was Chinese food. I was so ecstatic to go home for some fun and snuggles. My favorite time is in his arms with a full belly. I got all of his favorites. I love to do things that let him know I’m thinking of him and paying attention.

Once I arrive home, I immediately start serving our plates. Before long, I realize it’s suspiciously quiet. Eerily quiet. I call out to him, but receive no response. Which is highly unusual; usually, he’s waiting for me in the living room. So I pick up on the difference right away. I start looking around, and nothing seems to be out of place. I go into the bathroom, and it looks like he just got out of the shower. Then I make my way to the hallway that leads to our room. I hear music, which immediately sends my heart to my stomach.

My Very Own Bitch Boy

As I approach, I smell perfume, body oil, candles, everything you don’t want to smell. While your boyfriend is on the other side of the door without you. So here I am mustering the strength to open this door that is bound to break my heart. At first, I only crack it, I see him, but no one else. He is standing there, as I inch open the door, and I see something worse than another woman. He is in my panties and a matching bra, looking like the sexiest Bitch boy. While I watch him, as he sways his body in front of the mirror, he rubs his cock through my panties. I begin to really enjoy the show. I love to watch him naturally, being himself. What a Bitch Boy I got,

Clearly, he’s enjoying it as I can see his cock grow, while he rubs it along the Lace fabric. He moans as he trails his body with his big, strong hands. As I watch, my own pussy begins to throb, aching to join him. So I step forward through the door. I make it just behind him. Reaching around his torso to surprise him by rubbing his cock. He jumps under my tough.

I shh him, “it’s ok, you look so sexy, my little Bitch Boy”.  He melts and relaxes at my words. I love that I can comfort and soothe him in this moment. As I kiss his back and neck, I slide my hand under the waistband of the panties. While I make my way to his cock inch by inch, he collapses into me. Almost as if he melts into my touch. Now this is what you call Dominance Play.

He’s Putty In My Hands

Mine for the taking or breaking in this case. I fully intend to turn this little Bitch Boy out. He hums beneath my touch as I bite and kiss his neck and shoulders. Telling him what a good sissy he is. What a tight little ass that deserves a pounding. He goes wild. He’s trying to hold back temptation. That’s when I stand at his side. Sliding my other hand in the back of my panties. I begin to slowly circle his balloon knot. He squeals. I continue adding pressure while stroking him.

He’s unsure if I bite his neck. Reminding him that the prettiest Bitch Boys get fucked. He moans in response. Relaxing enough that I’m able to slide my middle finger inside. I continue as his eyes roll back. Faster as momentum builds. Until I’m able to feel he’s ready for a good milking. Which is exactly what I do. I feel him completely saturate my panties while I finger fuck his asshole. He loves every minute of it. So next stop for this Bitch boy.

The glory hole. I take my little Bitch Boy slut in his already soaked panties to make sure that he gets a great stretch. Which he will never forget. At first, he’s so nervous. By the end of the night his taken cock fist over fist. Had his Bitch boy holes filled to the brim. I know he loved the mess inside of him as he clenched his ass cheeks to prevent the spillage. At the end of the night, he was an absolute cream-filled sissy whore. I took it like an absolute champ, even told me he can’t wait to go again. Being the Mistress of phone sex, it’s only right. That I have my very own Bitch Boy

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