Did you miss the 2 previous installments of this naughty guest blog? Well, you can’t read the conclusion until you catch up!
PART 1 And PART 2
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We left the bar, and all I was thinking is that I can do this, I want to do this, I need to do this. All the while, hard as a rock thinking about what is going to happen next. Forced or should I say coerced into
doing what I so need to do.
There was no small talk, just us walking to the Venezia Tower elevators.
Once inside, the silence was broken – as he looked at the tell-tale bulge in my pants.
“You are an eager boi aren’t you?”
I just looked and smiled, casting my gaze to his crotch and all that was pent up in those jeans.
He saw me looking and took a step towards me, reaching out his hand and cupping my groin.
“Soon Nikki, soon. Not much here….that’s good. I like my Sissy bois on the small side. I have what they dream of.“
As we exited the elevator, he grabbed my hand and walked me down the hall. We passed a couple leaving for dinner,.and they knew what was happening. She just smiled and the man nodded….
At the suite door, Brad looked at me and said – “ All your desires lay beyond this door, all you have to do is willingly step in.”
The locked clicked open, and I hesitated then walked inside. It was happening.
The room was sparsley lit. He closed the door, pulled the bathroom door closed and locked the door behind him.
“Nikki, my sweet…put everything down and walk to the living room, open the blinds, undress and let go. Be the girl you always wanted to be…the girl in your stories. One thing, though. You will address me as Sir the rest of the week, understood?”
“Yes sir,” I responded, as I undressed in front of another man.
I was there naked for him to see, in front of open blinds in the only lit part of the room.
He gazed upon me, looking as he started to undress.
“My oh my, you poor thing. Not the smallest, but not quite sized well, are we?”
“No sir”, I said sheepishly.
He chuckled.
“That’s ok, I’ll give you what you want….or what you wish you had.”
There he stood, not even hard. It hung six inches down, thick…and he grabbed it like a guy that knows he has a specimen of a cock. He walked over.
As he got close, I could feel his heat, his desire for me.
He looked at me and my small dick getting hard and he noticed…
”Oh isnt that hot, my sissy boi has his clitty pierced. Rub it for me, Nikki. Two fingers though, you get to diddle, not stroke.”
I did as I was told as he placed his hand on my shoulder and pushed me down to my knees in front of his mighty cock. It was now glistening at the tip.
“Be a good sissy boi. Suck my cock and do a good job so I can shoot a big load into you for you to swallow.”
As I saw his glistening head, I caressingly touched his cock and lightly stroked it as it grew in my hand. The precum starting to flow. I licked, licked at the tip of this massive dick. I licked at the slit and tasted
my man.
He laughed. “Suck my cock sissy” as he placed his hand on the back of my head and his other on his cock as he guided it to my waiting mouth.
*END*
