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My colleague, after working together in a company for a long time and have made friends, moved to Hamburg.
He knows nothing about my sexual tendencies, actually none of his business.
Since we haven’t seen each other for a long time and I have to take my remaining vacation, my wife suggested that I could go to Hamburg for a few days, “Norbert would certainly be happy,” said my wife.
I got in touch with my colleague via WhatsApp and wanted to know what he thinks of it, he was thrilled.
We wrote about what we would do from time to time via WhatsApp.
Among other things, he wanted to go to a porn cinema with me where you could rent very good and nice hookers …. “Tina’s oasis”.
Norbert from I was able to help him with a letter he should write, I told him, “Sure, write him as you think, then send him to me by email, I put it on for you and sendhim back “. No sooner said than done after I had put the letter correctly and wanted to send it back to my mail program and I had to reinstall it. Somehow it still didn’t want it right, but I managed to get the mail on my colleague.
What I noticed a little later was that the Sch … program a private editor file, added as an appendix. This file included the link of my Xhamster profile.
I got real “snapping” when I noticed this, because not even my wife knows about my strong devices. We have been living in a real cuckold relationship for several years, which, due to health in my wife, is currently on “ice” and my wife also knows that I have a certain bi tendency, but unfortunately I don’t like BI games. So she should never know.
This only briefly for the info.
So I very carefully checked out at Norbert whether it could be that at the last email in the appendix was a file, which he denied.
It seemed strange to me but I believed him.
Now pure imagination and desired idea.
Day X came, I drove the Postbus from Dortmund to Hamburg, on the way I drove the time in Internet With my laptop, I haven’t thought of this file for a long time.
When I arrived in Hamburg, Norbert was already waiting at the bus site to pick me up, he was visibly happy. We first went home, he showed me his apartment. After that, it was already afternoon, we went to eat in a frit smithy (French fries smith). Since I was going to go home, due to the long journey, we soon went home.
Arrived at his home, I grabbed while Norbert have a shower I wanted to, first out my bag, wave my things and put the laptop bag aside and put me around, jogging pants and t-shirt.
After Norbert was finished in the bathroom, I quickly went into the shower.
When I came out freshly showered and dressed, Norbert was still on the couch with a glass of beer, still his towel, “Nah, I can’t, if I have showered, I always have to dry again before I have my thingscan put on again, ”said Norbert. “I can’t actually leave it off, but I didn’t want to get out of it, now it doesn’t matter, now I got used to it”. With these words I went towards the armchair and sat down.
We looked a little far away, I drank a glass of red wine. A lot of time on the Norbert often came into the crotch and briefly his tail massaged.
“Itches”? Was my question about it, “well, if the hair can grow back, it has already happened, and I haven’t had anything for a few weeks.
My cock is getting hard if I just think of a hole “. With the words he had the towel slid to side a little so that I could see his cock. At the sight, 1000 thoughts immediately shot through my head. “I don’t have it as good as you, you have a wife, I only have something like that,” said Norbert by switching the television at the same moment, on DVD or USB or something, and a porn film started.
“Although, even with a horny wet cunt you can’t really do anything,” he said and laughed. “It seems to be used and abused to you more than that you will fuck a real cunt,” Norbert threw me at my head, while now he was lightly jerking his cock. “Do you have a bike, what do you mean”? I wanted to know. He just laughed and held a note in front of me, “here, read himself, then you will know what and how I mean it”.
I took the note and started reading.
I quickly noticed it my story From Xhamster was “my recurring dream”.
“Wherever I found it, there are still many such stories that show what tendency the profile owners have” “. “So in the appendix my file had slipped in, I asked you and you said no” “Sure I said no, if I had told you the truth you would probably not have come to here, then I would certainly have escaped a lot”. “As there was”? I wanted to know.
“Quite simply, as long as you are here you will serve when, where and how I want it, you will just be my” pressure equalization tank “. You will be what you just seem to be according to the stories anyway “. “You pull the false air, one is imagination that you mean is reality, that’s something completely different”. “Jo, that’s right, but you know what, ….
honestly?? I don’t care, now your imagination will become a reality, … and I see and guess your voice, it seems to be born up, or if you have a ligament in your pants? In addition, if you should bitch around here, your wife will quickly get a WhatsApp from me with the following picture “. He took his smartphone and showed me a picture on which the note was to be seen which I just read, along with the link of my Xhamster profile. “I photographed that in the event of an case … And that I have your wife in my WhatsApp contact list you know “.
I only got a quiet “yes” over my lips. “Well, you see, slowly you slide into your role … and if you are already slipping, go to your place”. I looked at I ignored and a little confused. “Well, your place will be kneeling on the floor for the next time, as long as you are here, be next to me, so ….
Let’s start with it “. I was sitting there at first and didn’t know how I happened, but noticed how my lust came up in me. Before I could react, however, he waved his smartphone.
I got up, went to him and wanted to go on the floor in front of his couch. “Before you take your place, I’m curious whether it really is true ….
Pull your jogging pants down “. I looked at me incredulously, “don’t worry my little one whore, I won’t go to your unused cock, I’m not a pussy. I just want to see if you write the truth in your profile that you always wear your tail cage “. So I pulled my sweatpants down, embarrassed, and he laughed loudly.
“Well, that looks really cool, you really only seem to use it to pee. That is good, because as long as you are here you will only act as a woman …. And what a woman has to do should at least still know. So, … let your clit too big disappear and then off to your place “.
So I pulled my jogging pants up again and went on the floor in front of the couch.
As if it were the most normal in the world, we looked at the film.
I was a bit weighed and could therefore keep watching his cock that he massaged more and more.
“Well, now take it, you have been waiting for whore all the time”. I hesitantly took his cock in my hand and carefully massaged it on. Norbert, on the other hand, began to work on my nipples, first slowly and carefully, then increasingly increasing. I turned my eyes.
“You can mean Egg Massage with massage, they like a horny pussy -manner too “. So I let go of the cock for a moment and took his big eggs in my hand. Without the Norbert what I said, I suddenly got a resounding slap in the face, which immediately tweaked and groaned me up. “You have a bike, go carefully with my eggs, they are still needed, unlike yours.
Apparently you really like it when you slide you and otherwise humiliated / humiliated, that likes it. You can now pull me a rubber and blow my cock, I want to fuck you and go to sleep, I’m tired.
I took the rubber with trembling hands and rolled it over his cock. “Now strictly strictly string my whore, make me happy”. I lick from the glans downwards, to his eggs, which I alternately took in my mouth and carefully sucked while I continued to massage his cock.
Norbert sat down a bit on the couch, so that I had to look at it while sucking and he could better edit my Hurnippel. After a while I licked his shaft up until I played around the glans with my tongue. Now I took his cock in my mouth for the first time and I have to confess, so slowly I noticed that this is exactly the position that I liked …. that I wanted and needed.
He was right, I didn’t just need it in my imagination, I needed it in reality. The feeling of becoming his whore made me hornier, I noticed how my feeling increased to want to fill up this position more often.
No,…..I no longer took his cock in my mouth … I took him to my whores’ mouth … In my mouth.
A normal person has a mouth, I was more at the level of an animal, …. For example a dog, and it has a mouth and since I always dreamed of becoming a whore, it was only an advantage that I only thought of my holes as a pussies. Yes it should be like that. I took my colleague’s tail deep and deeper into my mouth and hoped that he was his threat and only used me all day.
Suddenly Norbert tore me out of my thoughts and my actions, “Let’s go dirty shear, enough with blowing, now I want to fuck you, I am so horny that I don’t care which cunt I fuck whether that of a woman or that of a cock whore”.
I turned around, he smeared my cunt with a little gel and pushed me into my cunt without, consideration of losses, his cock with a push, up to his eggs.
For the first time I felt properly used and it was cool. He fucked me as if there was no more tomorrow, held onto my back head and pulled my head back. With the other hand he continued to edit my Hurnippel, now and then I got a slap. His bumps became tougher, …… harder and sheltered, and deeper and deeper until he suddenly stopped, he pressed his horny cock as deep as he could in my cunt with both hands and groaned loudly.
Based on the pumping of his cock, I noticed that he sprayed, he flinched behind me uncontrollably. When he calm down and flattened his orgasm, he pulled his cock out of my cunt, pulled the rubber off, I put on the floor and wipe his cock on mine ass away. “Wow, not bad for the first fuck, but you can’t tell me that it was the first cock you blown. I’m tired, I’m going to sleep now, you clear everything up and away here, then you can go to sleep too.
From tomorrow, there will be sure that a lot will change here, … Good night whore “. He got up and left the room. “Good night Lord”, …… *I just said Mr?* was my thought.
But it would only be right I found myself in my role how he used and treated me, but what he said, … a lot will change?? I was excited.
I cleared that Living room Watched a little far to get “under” because he had his satisfaction, but I was still rat horny. Then I also went to bed and slept deeply and firmly.
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