Liten sissy åt dominant par

Jag är en liten killen som skulle vilja hitta ett dominant par som kan ta hand om mig för återkommande träffar. Vill vara eran lilla sissy som ni kan leka med, jag vill slicka fitta, suga kuk och bli knullad. Jag gillar dominanta kvinnor som vill retas och håna mig för min lilla snopp osv. men samtidigt är omhändertagande och uppmuntrande till att vara en duktigt liten sissy.

Här kommer en liten inspirerande novell som jag gjort för den som orkar läsa.

“So, this is the famous Kim,” Jenny said, her voice smooth and teasing. She stepped closer, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. “You’re even prettier in person, darling. Much more delicate than I imagined.”

Kim blushed, his hands fidgeting at his sides. “Th-thank you,” he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. He felt small, vulnerable, and utterly exposed under her gaze.

Jenny reached out, her fingers brushing against his chin as she tilted his face up to meet hers. “Oh, don’t be shy, sweetheart. We’ve been looking forward to meeting you. Haven’t we, Mike?”

Mike grunted in agreement, his eyes never leaving Kim. There was something predatory in his stare, something that made Kim’s knees weak.

Jenny’s hand trailed down Kim’s chest, her nails lightly grazing his skin through his shirt. “Let’s see if you’re as eager as you’ve been in our messages, shall we?” She stepped back, her lips curling into a sly smile. “Take your clothes off. Slowly.”

Kim hesitated, his heart racing. He glanced at Mike, who raised an eyebrow as if daring him to disobey. Taking a deep breath, Kim began to unbutton his shirt, his hands trembling as he revealed his slender frame. He slipped out of his pants next, standing before them in nothing but a pair of tight black briefs that did little to hide his modest bulge.

Jenny tilted her head, her eyes narrowing as she studied him. “Oh, my. Isn’t he just adorable? So delicate, so… submissive.” She turned to Mike. “What do you think, darling? Should we see if he can perform?”

Mike stepped forward, his towering presence looming over Kim. “Let’s find out,” he said, his voice deep and commanding.

Jenny walked over to the couch, her movements deliberate and sensual. She sat down, spreading her legs slightly and patting the space between them. “Come here, Kim. Let’s see what you’re made of.”

Kim swallowed hard, his legs moving almost on their own as he approached her. He knelt between her thighs, his hands resting on her knees. Jenny’s scent was intoxicating, a mix of floral perfume and something sweet and musky that made his head spin.

“Kiss me,” Jenny ordered, her voice firm yet inviting.

Kim leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a tentative kiss. Jenny’s hand slid into his hair, gripping it tightly as she deepened the kiss, her tongue probing his mouth with a hunger that left him breathless. When she pulled away, her eyes sparkled with mischief.

“Now, let’s see if you can give me what I really want,” she said, her hand trailing down to her dress. She pulled it up, revealing her bare thighs and the lacy black panties that barely concealed her wetness. “Get to work, sweetheart.”

Kim’s hands trembled as he reached for her panties, pulling them down and letting them fall to the floor. Her pussy was smooth and glistening, the scent of her arousal filling the air. He hesitated, his mind racing with uncertainty.

“Go on,” Jenny urged, her voice a mix of command and encouragement. “Show me how much you want to please me.”

Kim leaned in, his tongue flicking out to taste her. She was warm and sweet, her juices coating his lips as he began to explore her with hesitant strokes. Jenny moaned softly, her hands tangling in his hair as she guided him deeper.

“That’s it, darling,” she purred. “Such a good little sissy. You’re doing so well.”

Kim’s confidence grew as he continued, his tongue probing her entrance and tracing her folds with increasing eagerness. Jenny’s moans grew louder, her hips rocking gently against his face. But then she suddenly pulled him away, her eyes gleaming with amusement.

“Not so fast,” she said, her voice laced with teasing. “Let’s see if you can handle the real thing. Try to fuck me.”

Kim’s heart skipped a beat. He had been dreading this moment, knowing full well that his body wasn’t up to the task. He reached down, fumbling with his briefs until his small, limp penis was exposed. Jenny’s eyes flicked down, her lips curling into a smirk.

“Oh, my. Isn’t that precious?” she said, her tone dripping with mockery. “Well, go on. Give it a try.”

Kim positioned himself between her legs, his hands trembling as he tried to guide himself into her. He could feel her wetness, the warmth of her body beckoning him, but his erection was nowhere to be found. Frustrated, he pushed himself inside with the help of his fingers, his small cock barely making it past her entrance.

Jenny giggled, her hand reaching down to guide him. “Oh, Kim. You’re such a tease. Can’t even manage a proper fuck, can you?”

He tried to move, his hips thrusting weakly as he struggled to stay inside her. It was humiliating, his tiny cock slipping out with every movement, but he was determined to please her. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he came, a small spurt of cum mixing with her juices as he collapsed against her.

Jenny laughed, her hand running through his hair as she looked down at him. “Oh, sweetheart. That was pathetic. But you did manage to make a mess, didn’t you?”

Kim blushed, his face burning with shame as he nodded.

“Well, then,” Jenny said, her voice firm. “Clean it up. Every last drop.”

Kim didn’t hesitate. He buried his face between her thighs, his tongue lapping at her juices and his own cum with desperate eagerness. He sucked and licked, his tongue probing her entrance as he tried to satisfy her. Jenny moaned softly, her hips twitching as she watched him.

“Good boy,” she purred. “At least you’re good for something.”

When he finally pulled away, his face glistening with her wetness, Jenny smirked. “Now, let’s see how you handle a real man. Mike, come here.”

Mike stepped forward, his large frame casting a shadow over Kim. Jenny reached out, her hand sliding down to grip Mike’s already-hard cock through his pants. “Feel this, Kim. This is what a real man should be like.”

Kim hesitated, but Jenny’s sharp gaze compelled him to reach out. His fingers brushed against Mike’s massive bulge, and his breath caught in his throat. Mike chuckled, his hand gripping Kim’s wrist and guiding it to his zipper.

“Go on,” Jenny said, her voice low and commanding. “Taste him.”

Kim’s heart raced as he unzipped Mike’s pants, freeing his thick, throbbing cock. His hand trembled as he wrapped his fingers around it, the sheer size of it overwhelming him. He leaned in, his lips brushing against the tip before his tongue darted out to taste him.

Mike groaned, his hand gripping Kim’s hair as he guided him deeper. Kim’s mouth stretched to accommodate him, his lips wrapping around the shaft as he began to suck. Jenny watched with a satisfied smile, her hand trailing down her body as she teased herself.

“Such a good little sissy,” she purred. “But I think it’s time we showed you how a real man fucks a woman. Don’t you think, Mike?”

Mike pulled out of Kim’s mouth, his cock glistening with saliva. “Absolutely,” he said, his voice deep and commanding. “But I think it would be better if Kim felt it firsthand.”

Kim’s eyes widened, his heart pounding as Mike pushed him down onto the couch. He felt small, helpless, as Mike positioned himself behind him, his large hands gripping Kim’s hips.

“Relax, sweetheart,” Jenny said, her voice soothing yet firm. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it?”

Kim nodded, his body trembling as Mike’s cock pressed against his entrance. He gasped as Mike pushed inside, the stretch overwhelming as he was filled completely. Jenny climbed onto the couch, her pussy hovering over Kim’s face.

“Lick me while he fucks you,” she ordered, her voice leaving no room for argument.

Kim obeyed, his tongue flicking out to taste her as Mike began to thrust into him. The sensation was intense, Mike’s large cock stretching him with every movement as Jenny’s juices coated his tongue. He moaned, his body trembling as he came again, his small cock twitching uselessly between his legs.

Jenny laughed, her hands gripping his hair as she ground against his face. “Oh, Kim. You’re such a mess. But that’s what makes you so perfect, isn’t it?”

Mike’s thrusts grew harder, his grip tightening on Kim’s hips as he neared his climax. With a grunt, he pulled out, his cock throbbing as he aimed it at Kim’s face. Cum shot out, splattering across Kim’s lips and cheeks as he gasped in surprise.

“Swallow it,” Jenny ordered, her voice firm. “Every last drop.”

Kim hesitated, the taste bitter and unfamiliar, but he obeyed, his tongue darting out to lick up Mike’s cum. Jenny smiled, her fingers running through his hair as she leaned down to kiss him.