This One Was A Little Different Part 4

By early afternoon, I still hadn't found my clothes. And by now I had quit looking. I remained naked and had rarely left her bed, and when I did it was mostly just to fall to my knees. My throat was sore and my lips were swollen from sucking on her cock. And I could now feel a slow, steady ooze of lube and her cum leaking from my much loosened asshole. It was beginning to leave little liquid trails on the sheets. But I couldn't help it. My sphincter was too loose. There was no more muscle control. My ass had now become a pussy for her cock. And somehow, I was okay with that.

I wanted her cock inside me again. I wanted her to fill me up. To breed me. When she was gone I felt empty. Like she was now, in the other room. I could hear her moving around. And then she was on the phone . I reached down and touched my penis. The tip was wet and gooey. I swirled my finger around the head and scooped up the fluid. And then I put my finger to my lips to taste it. This was something that I would have never done before yesterday. But then there are a lot of things that I would have never done before yesterday. The taste of my fluid was sweet and pleasing. Much like hers. It was just then that I realized that the only time I had ejaculated all day was almost accidentally, hands free while she was penetrating me from behind for the third time. She had pretty much ignored my cock. But not my mouth or my ass. I grew hard, and my cock ached for release.

She came back into the bedroom suddenly in her robe and still on the phone and caught me playing with my new hardon. "Oh no. He is playing with it," she said." Laughing to the voice on the other end. "You want to see? Okay." She stepped over to the bed and took a picture of my cock with her phone and then hit send. After calling her friend back she said, "Get it? I know. It's cute, isn't it? But that's why he's the bottom." She laughed, and I think I could hear her girlfriend laughing on the other end of the line as well. I blushed and lost my erection. "Okay, gotta go. Talk to you later. Love you, bye."

She turned to look at me. "Oh, Sweetie. What happened to your little hard on? Hmmn?"

I just shrugged in embarrassment and felt like I wanted to cry. She sat down on the bed beside me, making sure to sit on the loose sheets so that I could not cover myself up or even turn away as my penis continued to shrivel. She loosened the belt on her robe, exposing her hard, massive cock. She stroked my head with her hand, and asked "What's the matter, Sweetie? Insecure? I like your little penis. It's pretty. It's beautiful."

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

I hugged her waist as she totally opened her robe, leaving her cock just inches away from my face. So hard and throbbing. And so big. She put her hand on my head and gently guided me toward it, but I no longer needed much encouragement or training. I now knew my place here. With no words, I hungrily wrapped my swollen lips around her luscious head and swirled my tongue around the tip. I grabbed her balls and then tried to deep throat as much of her as I could without gagging.

"Yes, that's it. That's it," she said. And then she reached around and found my ass again. "Oh, wow Sweetie. You're so wet back there. You're really wet. Is that lube or my cum? Anyway, this will be easy." With that, her finger went in again, maybe for the fourth time today. And I don't know how many times last night. Then another. Then another. They slid in easily. Willingly accepted. I had become so loose by now. Her big cock had wrecked my formerly virgin ass. Only I wasn't a virgin anymore. I was now a cock whore and a butt slut for this gorgeous shemale who had taken control of me.

"So wet. So loose. I don't think we need to use any more lube, do we Sweetie?"

With her three fingers now aggressively pumping away into my gaping and begging boy pussy, I reluctantly came up from my blowjob and meekly said, "No. We don't."

She slapped my ass with her free hand and said "Turn around."