When I stand in front of a mirror wearing my strap on, stroking it, thinking of a tight arse that I can thrust, a wicked grin comes across my face. And I realise that I have several alter egos. Out of nowhere, along came Mistress Wicked Bytch, her fantasies are some of the kinkiest and I’m not sure how to present them on the blog, perhaps they might be better suited to a series of books. However I will share this with you.
I’m on my back, watching you bounce on my cock. I raise my hips and thrust the full length into you, and I slowly pinch your nipples. Having waited so long to fuck you, to share my all with you, it seems quite surreal. As you stroke your thick cock, I let out a loud moan, but I want to fuck you harder, deeper even. So I bend you over the chair and fuck you hard and long, whilst looking in the mirror, seeing your face as I fuck you, just like I said I would. “This is what you wanted, my big black cock in you, feels good in your tight arse”. You can’t answer me, your face says it all, the look of pleasure. The beads of sweat, the funk in the air, the mix of sweat, come and pussy juice speak volumes and yet I craved more.
So when she, (the woman we had carefully chosen), slowly walked over to us. I told her to lick my cunt. Her wet tongue was enough to make me come. You wanked your cock frantically, spurts of come oozed out and I instructed her to stop eating me and to receive your come in her pretty mouth. I watched as you emptied your load into her, the hungry slut was so keen to obey, to follow orders that I thought this one might be a keeper. Her husband had been watching the whole time, just looking at him, I could tell that he could take a bigger cock. I had to go for my 12 incher, I lubed it well, as I pummelled his arse, you watched every stroke. You saw how I made him shout, “Fuck me”. Miss Pretty Mouth watched in awe, I guessed that she had never fucked her husband with a strap on. You spread her legs wide, and she took all of your cock.
But the best part of it all, was when they left, when it was just me and you. Your ability to switch is such a turn on for me, you call me over, order me to suck your cock. “So you’re Mistress Wicked Bytch, nice to meet you”. I position myself on the bed, I want that beautiful cock of yours in my pussy, you grind me slowly until I’m chanting your name like a mantra. Night falls upon us and I think of the other fantasies that have yet to be fulfilled. I think we shall have great fun together.
