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Fictitious story from Jan. To do something about the difference in need and actual sex with my wife, I have registered on a shemale website. After registration, I can gaze at a lot of pictures and profiles and after looking around for a few weeks and sending some messages here and there with no or hardly any reaction my enthusiasm starts to cool.

Until suddenly I get a message from Viktoria. Both her name, photo and message have a pretty slutty look. She goes, without a face, in a red latex suit with high heels on the photo. Such a tight suit, with a very short skirt, where your eyes as a man are drawn to by some kind of magnetism. She is obviously tall and slender, has fairly small breasts, and (seen from behind) has medium-length blond hair. All in all, an appearance that any man would look at with a combination of longing and indignation: what a bimbo. She steers that she is a nymphomaniac who just can’t get enough. Therefore, with her husband’s knowledge and approval, she regularly seeks out men to satisfy her sexual appetite. All in all, not the kind of material you take to your parents, but in a discrete room you might be able to do some nice things with it. Fucking women you have no respect for often give the sex an extra rough and vulgar touch. Besides, I’m not looking for the woman of my life, so we’ll see how it goes. She explicitly mentions that she is looking for open-minded types, and is a lover of ‘pure nature. Well, it’s going a bit far for me to fuck around extensively without a condom, but I guess: we’ll see about that. The chance that the whole adventure will end in a bummer seems to me to be 95%.

So I responded enthusiastically, and after exchanging photos and information and back and forth about how beautiful, tasty, .we find each other, she quickly suggested a meeting at her home. She says she is of the ‘no words but deeds’ type, and not afraid of horny games, I notice from her communication. Because her husband knows about it, she can easily receive and it is not a problem. So I blocked a piece in my agenda and a bit nervous and a stiff cock I drove to her house. Upon arrival, I pushed on the bell, and she opens the door. This is indeed a horny slut that needs to be taken without respect; what a skinny street slut standing there, barely dressed in a latex suit with stiletto heels. She apologizes that her voice is bothering her, and asks if I want a drink. Horny as I am, I don’t want one. She seems pretty horny and nervous herself, and it’s clear she wants to fiddle with me.

Let’s go upstairs, she says, with a wink. She leads me inside to a room that is a combination of a massage parlor and a sex shop. She commands me to stand against the edge of the massage table, and immediately starts unwrapping her present. She visibly enjoys the standing ovation that comes from my pants, and with practiced hand and mouth, she has it up to full strength within 20 seconds. That’s a nice size, she says, I have something for that! And she walks to a table while kicking off her heels, and grabs a set of cock- and ball-rings and a bottle of oil. She starts massaging my balls and cock with oil and deftly slides the tight harness over my cock and balls. The wide rubber ring of about 3 cm around my balls has a ball-stretching effect and makes my balls hang a bit lower, with some pressure against each other. Not painful right away, but it does make every touch of my scrotum very intense right away. Besides that my cock gets even harder and it almost turns purple. She turns the massage table a bit and a small hatch in the middle open. With this the massage table suddenly becomes the ideal ‘milk table’. Shall I massage you for a moment, she asks? Of course, I don’t say no to that, and I lie down on my belly with my rock-hard swollen cock sticking through the table.

‘You do make me warm.’ she says, as she takes off her tight suit. Her long skinny body with small but beautiful breasts becomes visible as she peels the suit down. Then suddenly I notice the swelling in her red lace thong, and some things suddenly fall into place. Then I also notice the somewhat firmer cheekbones, even small scars at the bottom of her breasts. ‘Surprise? ‘ she asks. ‘Bit’ I say. ‘Very?’ Does she ask? For a moment I think, as I lie there naked on a milking table with a huge stiff cock dangling out from under it, then I say: ‘very horny’. Let’s play the game now I think, then at least I am an experience richer and a load of sperm poorer. She walks to me in her thong, and lying on the couch I take her stiff dick out of her thong and start to gently pull on it. She is completely bald, and has a not too thick dick of about 15 cm. ‘Where were we again, sweetheart.’ she asks.

‘Oh yes. a nice massage.’ she says, and she comes to stand next to her with a stiff cock coming up from her thong. I stroke her bare cock, while she puts some oil in her hands and rubs them warm. She starts massaging me, rubbing my thighs and my back.. One hand occasionally disappears under the table to feel if my cock is still nice and hard. It is, of course, hard and shiny poking through the table, with a careful trickle of pre-cum starting to grow at the base of my glans. I try a little awkwardly, lying on my belly to keep stroking her dick, but this is difficult. ‘just relax darling, let your hands hang down gently, put your face in the facial opening and enjoy’ she says hoarsely, but also slightly forcing. I obey. Sensually, she rubs over me, and she circles more and more closely around my asshole. With quite a bit of oil she comes closer and closer to my asshole but teasingly stays away from it every time. So teasingly that in the end I have a hard time holding on, and tighten my thighs and push my ass up to let her teasing hands finally touch my asshole. ‘So so. Who is a slut now? ‘ she asks.

Well I do feel her oiled thumb on my asshole, and it gently goes up and down to make sure I’m properly oiled in. as I lie like this enjoying how she begins to work my asshole she goes down on 1 knee, and before I know it I feel a leather strap around my hanging left arm, and I hear ‘click’ how I’m being restrained. Barely have I realized what is waiting for she has moved her right hand from my asshole to my still nice and tight clit. She pulls firmly on my knotted-up sack, and says: ‘so. now I’ve really got you by the balls.’ It doesn’t really hurt, but still, I cringe. She pulls on it in a way that makes it very clear to me that the roles are reversed, and that it would take no effort on her part to hurt me terribly. With her other hand, she goes to my still as paralyzed hanging right arm, to secure it with a click as well. also, she puts a belt around my neck, which forces me to stay with my face in the recess of the massage table.

‘Who’s the bitch now? ‘ she asks. while she starts hitting the side of my face sunk into the massage table with her stiff cock. I don’t say anything while meanwhile, sweat is breaking out as I think about how I am now lying there. she grabs the bottle of oil again, and with one hand she spreads my bottoms apart while with her other hand she lets the cold oil run between my bottom crevices. With her middle finger, she goes between my bottoms, up and down 2 times, before pushing her finger fairly roughly inside. After her first slender finger, 1 more follows, and 1 more. She stands behind me, fucking my oiled-up asshole with 3 fingers. ‘I think that should do it’ she says. Anxiously, I ask, ‘What are you planning to do with me?’ ‘You need to shut up’ she says, now in a heavier voice than you would expect from her. She removes her fingers from my ass and fiddles a bit with the table, and the reclining part of my legs sinks down. my still stiff cock and balls gradually get uncomfortably pinched as my legs sink down and my knees become more and more bent. Then feel something cold and large near my ass, something that soon has to enter my asshole with reasonable force. A pain shoots through my lower one, and I give a cry. Immediately, I get a hefty tap on my tightly stretched scrotum: ‘Shut up, slut! Then the object is inside, and very slowly the pain subsides.

I hear her walk away and call out in the hallway, “are you coming, honey? She comes running back and explains to me: ‘my husband is very busy, and usually doesn’t have time for extensive introductions and foreplay.’ I hear how someone walks into the room, and hear how some clothes are taken off… I hear some begging and nibbling, and smell the firm scent of a big penis… Then the dildo is roughly pulled out of my ass, and almost immediately I feel how a hard piece of male meat penetrates into me and fills me up… painful, but also quite exciting how I am taken like this by this big-headed totally unknown man…

Bended over, tied up, with my buttocks to the back, balls and cock tied up and clamping tightly… My erection subsides while I slowly surrender to the rhythm of the pounding behind and inside me… As I get more and more used to it, and begin to focus on the cock that is writhing out of me I also suddenly smell the unmistakable scent of a stiff cock again… It appears that Viktoria is sliding her body under me with a chair, and directing her stiff cock to my helplessly tied head… I feel the stiff cock push against my cheek… Due to the pre-cum, it slips away easily but is pulled back and pushed back into my face… With the limited room to move I have, I try to catch this cock with my mouth, to do some sucking… Soon there are fucking movements in my mouth as well. The fucking in both my front and back makes it hard to focus on either one of them, so in the end, without cooperating myself, I surrender myself to the use of my holes. Like a willing piece of meat, I am taken, with that big cock in my ass banging against my sensitive prostate with every stroke…

Slowly, the pre-cum starts to drip from my glans, while the man behind me increases the pace and slowly starts to growl more. ‘You wanted to fuck nicely without a condom, didn’t you?” says Viktoria in her husky voice… ‘Then you’ll get the full load deep in your bowels too, slut…’ The man behind me begins to growl louder until he cums loudly, moaning and grunting… He pushes his big cock up to his balls into my bowels, to cum deep inside me there as he spasms… Quickly he pulls his cock back out of me, I hear clothes being put on and a firm male voice says: ‘Thank you, it was delicious… You clean up, and put this piece of fuck meat under contract’. ‘Sure sweetheart’ says Viktoria, as she removes her cock from my mouth… She loosens the strap around my neck, pushes my head up, and closes the opening where my head lay. Uncomfortably, I am now still lying with both arms tied with my head turned to the side… Before I am even properly used to the position, Viktoria says: ‘just smile at the birdie’, and takes a picture of my helpless naked body… She takes plenty of time to photograph my raped body from all sides… then she stands behind me, and sticks her stiff cock in my still open ass…. Not nearly as big, well stretched, and still lubricated with a fresh load of seed it takes no effort for her to penetrate and take me…

She takes plenty of time for that, to finally come to orgasm with high cries… She takes her cock out, and sprays my face and back completely under her seed… she takes some more pictures and grabs my phone. Shit I think, it’s not locked…. There I am, getting all hosed down and raped while she calmly takes the time to get all my personal information out of my phone. She reads them out just to be sure: Name, address, phone number, my wife’s name and number, … ‘So she says, I guess you’ll listen to me now when we still have you, right?’ ‘Of course, Viktoria, I say’. ‘Okay, then I’ll untie you… Put on your clothes and fuck off… Jerking yourself off is something you do at home… We know where to find you…’ Half crippled by the bestial use of my ass still leaking seed and with tangles, in my hair from the seed drops, I leave the premises… Waiting for the next phone call.