First Time Meeting in Cleveland - Part 3

After hanging up the phone, my shemale mistress kept a firm hold of my balls while I was down on my hands and knees. Then, I felt her work two fingers into my ass. The feeling of being penetrated like that almost made me cum on the spot. Feeling her spread my asshole apart with just two of her fingers made me think that there would be no way that I could take her thick cock. “Hump my fist faggot,” she said, and I started moving back on forth on her fingers fucking myself.

I was moaning as I was fucking myself on her fingers. She told me that I, “needed something in my mouth to keep me quiet,” while I was fucking myself. She slipped off her heels and shoved one of her pumps into my mouth toe first to gag me. I could smell the scent of her stocking foot drifting out of the shoe and I was on the verge of cumming again, but I managed to hold back. When she removed her fingers from my ass, and replaced them with what seemed to me like a huge butt plug. Tears came to my eyes as the rounded base of the butt plug pushed past my asshole to fill me up.

When I was plugged, my mistress took a seat in her chair again, and removed her shoe from my mouth. She put her fingers which had just been up my ass in my mouth for me to suck clean and then grabbed me by the back of my head and pushed my face into her crotch to kiss her thick cock through her panties. I could feel her cock grow with each kiss that I gave it. I was hoping that it would pop out of the side of her panties and right into my mouth, but I knew that she would make me beg for that privilege.

To be continued …