Good Girl- Part 1 - Sex Stories

Good Girl- Part 1

... commanded. “Yes, Master.” I moved quickly from the couch and went to the room I used. Mistress came in and watched me. She loved seeing me strip. She went to the closet and took out a costume; this one was a maid outfit. She handed it to me with a set of fishnet stockings and stiletto high heels. Once I was dressed, Mistress called out to Master and he came in with the clear plug. “Bend over” I did so and Mistress took the end of the blue plug. She pulled it out slowly and then pushed it back in. She repeated the function five or six times. Then she pulled it out completely. “Oh, her ass looks so good.” Mistress groaned. “I know and it feels like a tight piece of heaven. I can’t wait until my cock is inside it.” Master replied. He slapped my ass and then Mistress held my cheeks open as Master slowly slid the next plug in. This one was longer than the blue one and larger at the base. He would get to a certain point and pull it back out and then start all over. Master loved to fuck me slowly with the plug, partly because he wanted to make sure I was completely ready for his cock. He didn’t want to hurt his favorite play toy and knew that the slower he took it right now, the faster and harder he could take it with his cock. He finally pushed it all the way in and then slapped my ass. “My cock is so hard right now.” he practically growled at Mistress. “Then have our good little whore fix it. I’ll watch.” He buried his hand in my hair and gave a slight tug. I stood up and turned ...

... to face him. “On your knees.” And he pulled down on my hair. I knelt and opened my mouth. I knew what Master wanted, he wanted his large dick in my mouth. I didn’t have a strong gag reflex which meant if Master allowed me to acclimate myself for a few minutes to his dick, I’d be able to take him all in, which was no easy feat because of his size and girth. Master stood still and used his hand to bob my head up and down on his cock. I used my tongue and some suction to please him. He groaned and then pulled back. “Spit on my dick, make it nice and wet.” I did as he asked, he released my hair. “Get my dick wet and ready to go down your throat.” I did, I bobbed up and down on it, letting my saliva wet his dick and used my hands and tongue to get it everywhere. I took him in my mouth a few times going as far back as I could. It took four tries and on the fifth I pushed him all the way down my throat, my lower lip connecting with this soft ball sack. I held him there in my mouth for a few seconds before needing to take a breath. I pulled him out of my mouth and then went back for more. I took him all the way down my throat six times before he wrapped his head in my hair again and took over. “Arms behind you back.” He commanded. Then he bobbed my head on and off his swollen cock. He would a few short strokes and then make me take him all the way and hold me there. I loved the feeling of no control, it made me so wet that I felt my lubrication drip down my leg. Master was thrusting ...