Sissy Boyfriend Collection 1 (Parts 1-3‪)‬

Excerpts: note - language not censored in actual book

Beth confidently strode over to Michael, still half in shock, handcuffed to the wall, trying to make sense of the whole situation. Suddenly he had the massive strap-on shoved right in front of his face, “Now, Michelle, it's time for you to suck your first ****. Don't be shy, I know you want to. Just make sure you open your throat for me when I start face ******* you, or it's going to get uncomfortable,” jutting her hips forward as she finished, the tip of her dildo rested firmly against Michael's slightly parted lips.
Opening his mouth further, he accepted the phallic invader, which Beth advanced faster than he had anticipated. It was already at the back of his throat, and he was struggling not to gag. Even with his entire mouth full of her ****, there was still half the dildo sitting in front of his face. If he was to truly satisfy her desires, he really would have to deepthroat this beast.

***

“Good girl, I see you're learning well,” Beth purred, repeating this facial penetration several times before holding Michael's head against her crotch, grinding her **** down his throat and shivering with ecstasy when she felt Michael's tongue instinctively flick over her ****. Her juices ran down her leg as she approached her climax, but she wanted to prolong the anticipation. Withdrawing her dildo from her boyfriend, she panted, “Oh my God, you really are an amazing **** sucker...oh dear! Didn't I tell you not to mess up your makeup! Here you've gone and smudged that eyeliner! This just won't do, I was going to let you enjoy taking my **** into your mouth, but I think I'm just going to have to fuck your pussy instead. Now turn around so I can take you from behind like they ****** dog you are!”

Michael immediately complied, his dress sitting mid-thigh as he faced away from Beth on his hands and knees. Looking down, he noticed for the first time how striking his pink nails were, and the feminine feeling this gave him started his own juices flowing. Feeling the ****** start to ooze from his flaccid **** in its cage made him hornier than ever, “Please mistress, **** my virgin hole,” Michael could not believe what he was saying. What part of him had put that thought into his head? He immediately felt embarrassed and felt himself blush over his entire body.

***

Beth's voice cut clearly through the air, “Suck, sissy!”

Michael opened his mouth, awaiting the usual warm-up of the large strap-on invading his throat. He felt his mouth quickly fill, but this was distinctly different from before. He was used to the hard, insensitive plastic of Beth's strap-on dildo...the feeling in his mouth had a subtle softness to it, and it was warm... “Holy ****,” thought Michael, unable to talk with the **** in his mouth, “This is a real **** in my mouth...there's a guy standing in front of me and I'm sucking his ****!”

Beth saw the moment of realisation on Michael's blindfolded face, and quickly grabbed the back of his head, making sure he couldn't pull away, sharply commanding him, “Keep sucking you little ****. Yes, it is a real penis, and you know you wanted this from the beginning, so don't try to act like you want to stop. You're going to deepthroat this **** just like you did with me, and you're going to swallow the *** that gets shot straight into your throat.”