This story is roll playing. A fantasy.
I get a call on my cell phone. I say, hello. It’s Steve, you said. I need for you to come over, I need your help. I thought that was a bit strange only cause you don’t ever need my help in anything. I drop what I’m doing and I’m on my way. When I get there, you and Mel are sitting and watching TV. Steve said, oh good you’re here. He hands me a box with a big pink bow. Steve says, this is for you. I look puzzled. I opened it. All I saw was the tissue paper. Steve told me, stop before you go any farther. You need a shower first, get cleaned up, and make sure you shave. Take your time, but make sure you get everything, and done take too long now.
I go upstairs, take a hot shower, shave from head to toe. Making sure I didn’t miss anything. I enjoy primping and preparing myself. I get excited in the shower thinking about the possibilities. I know not to touch myself other than to clean my tiny little pathetic sissy girl dick. Only then to the absolute minimum. Once I’m dry from my shower. Which I like to walk around naked and air dry and besides, it makes me feel even more feminine and sexy especially right after shaving everything. After doing some light stretching as I air dry. I notice on the bed there is another box. The box took me by surprise (wasn’t expecting it). It’s shoe box, I’m eager to see what’s inside.
I opened the first box, a neatly folded white button down shirt. I thought, well that’s not very surprising. Actually that’s more on the boring side. I lift the shirt up and out of the box. I find what threw me for a loop. I saw white thigh high stockings with about a 3 inch frilly lace at the top. Very short mini plaid pleated skirt with a pink thong. My little girl clit immediately started to tingle. I then looked inside the shoe box. A pair of 5 inch black platform heels, with a little open toe. I could feel my little clit being even more stimulated by the sight of those shoes. I find those shoes to be such a turn on, especially when I hear and see a woman walking with them on. Hearing the clacking with each step, I want to touching myself. I knew I was going to be in trouble keeping my little dick form being aroused, especially when I am walking.
I start to walk down the hardwood stairs, it’s already starting. Hearing the sounds of those sexy “come fuck me shoes” made. Just makes me even more anxious to be smutty. When I stand in front of Steve and Mel sitting there watching TV. Mel, said. You are such a fucking slut. About that time Steve gets up from the couch and says we need to go. Don’t have a lot of time waste. We got into the car, Steve reached down his pants and pulled out a blind fold. You need to put this on, Steve said. As I put it over my eyes. I smell your musky odor from your big cock. Steve said, broking the silence was to give me instructions. Steve said he’s taking me over to Aunty Margret’s flat. Steve said, you’re instructed to do everything she asks you to do, without any hesitation or question. If you don’t comply, you will be punished when I pick you up. I will know if you did everything, by the look on her face. That will tell me everything.
When we arrived. Steve opened the door for me still blind folded, and led me to the back door. I had no idea where I was. Steve told me to stand right here and to not move. Steve walked in the other room, standing there I could hear the two of you talking back and both. Not being able to make out what Aunty Margaret and Steve were talking about. A few moments later, still standing in the same spot. Steve told me, he was going to take the blind fold off now, remember what we had discussed in the car. I acknowledged Steve by nodding. There’s a woman standing in front of me. Blonde hair, mid to late 40’s, but her body looked like a teenager. She was wearing a tight form fitting white button down dress shirt. Just like what I am wearing. The shirt was so small, her large breasts where jetting out. Either the shirt was too small or her large breasts where too big. She’s wearing a gray form fitting long skirt that goes down to the back of her knees. Her hair pulled back into a bun and wearing black rimmed glasses. Which made her look even more intimidating, but also sexy.
Margaret said, did you come here to learn? I didn’t know why I was there, but I didn’t want to speak out of turn. I said, yes Aunty Margaret. I need for you to teach me. I want to be a good student for you. I’d like to be the teacher’s pet. Margaret said, well you will have to earn that title. It’ll not be easy, and you’ll have to do a lot of hard work for me to even consider it. Now I’m going into the other room for a while. You need to clean up this kitchen for me. I’ll come back and check on you. Everything better be clean or I’ll tell Steve you didn’t do a very good job (remembering I’d have hell to pay). If you do a good enough job? I might let you do something else for me. We’ll see how good you are. I replied, as you wish Aunty Margaret. I got started, thinking to myself. I don’t want to disappoint Aunty Margaret. I worked so hard I began to sweat. I was just about done, giving the finishing touches on the counter tops. I hear Aunty Margaret’s voice say, looks like you are almost done. Good job! I was pleased she liked all my hard work.
Aunty Margaret said, since you did a good job. I want you to come into the living room with me. When I did, I looked around soaking up what everything looked liked and smelled like. It was intoxicating! What are you doing, Aunty Margaret asked? Why are you looking around? I didn’t know what to say. Aunty Margaret said, you don’t need to look around. You are going to be my little sissy pussy licker. Aunty Margaret said, the thing I told you about earlier that I wanted you to do for me, if you do a good job? Well here I am. I’m your something to do later. I looked at Aunty Margaret. That’s right, you’re going to be my pussy licking sissy bitch!
I had no idea. All I knew is I needed to make Aunty Margaret happy, or I wasn’t going to be later, Don’t you want to be my little pussy licking bitch? You don’t want to make your date happy, said Aunty Margaret? You don’t want to be rude, do you? I said, no Aunty Margaret. I want to make you proud. Aunty Margaret said, then I will make you my little bitch by the time I’m done with you.
Aunty Margaret sits down and said, now get down here and be by bitch. Without any prompting. I got down on my knees and dove forward, taking her freshly shaven pussy lips on my mouth. Licking all around the outside first. Aunty Margaret said, that’s right you are a true slut. Steve’s right, you will do anything for pussy, you little sissy bitch. Its like I couldn’t help or control myself. Aunty Margaret said that’s right, you’re my bitch now. Make me feel good, lap me up like the cleaning bitch you are. After a while of working up a good lather around her delicious pussy lips.
I will have to admit. Aunty Margaret’s tight little pussy tasted so sweet. Her aroma was so intoxicating and arousing I couldn’t help myself. So I couldn’t go anywhere, she places her high heeled shoes on the back of my head as if to say. Stay right there. Don’t you wish you could be this close while a real man is fucking me good and deep? Feeling his nut sack rub against your face. Having his legs hitting the top of your head with every stroke. You want to be treated like a cock sucking slut don’t you. With Aunty Margaret playing and fingering her clit. I could only concentrate on how I was going to be her sissy cum slut. Aunty Margaret rolled her swollen slit around and getting her self worked up so good. Wet sounds were coming from her drenching lips. Her tight pussy was slowly letting her nectar barely come out. I start to moan with excitement. Feeling so good, I cant help myself. It is so hard to concentrate with those juicy wet sounds being so close from Aunty Margaret’s pussy.
Aunty Margaret repositions herself closer to the edge of her chair. Lifting and spreading her legs as wide as she could. Aunty Margaret commands, clean my pussy, bitch. I don’t even think she got all of her words out before I moved right in, doing the best job I’d ever done. She grabbed my head and shoved my face even deeper in between her pussy lips. Licking and swirling lapping up all of her sweet pussy juice. I could barely breathe, but I couldn’t get enough. My heart racing, my pathetic little sissy girl clit was so hard. I was becoming so fucking horny, I didn’t even care at that point. Aunty Margaret rubbing her pussy filled juices all over my starving mouth. I gladly lapped everything up. My heart racing, but still I wanted more.
I don’t know if this was my interview or a trial or what. But I knew I shouldn’t ask. I wanted more. I wasn’t done, but apparently I was. Aunty Margaret told me, go sit and wait for Steve. So he can see what I did to his sissy sluts face. My face was literally covered. I didn’t care, I wanted more! Steve came to pick me up.