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*Author’s notes: This is a work of fiction, hopefully that is not a word you struggle with. It is a story of fictional, consenting adults. It’s in the fetish category for a reason, if that scares you, please back away slowly. For the rest of you, please enjoy!

Nick awoke to an odd sound, as he rubbed his eyes, he heard it getting louder, it seemed to be a measured beat but he couldn’t put his finger on what it was that was making it. Looking to his left, he noticed Stacy was already out of bed. It finally clicked in his mind as she walked slowly around the corner. Stacy appeared in the doorway, a look of concentration and accomplishment on her face.

“I hope you don’t mind,” Stacy gave Nick a cheeky grin, “I wasn’t quite ready to be vanilla yet, and I figured you wouldn’t mind breakfast in bed.”

“Not at all!” Nick eagerly sat up, propping himself up with a couple of her pillows.

Nick blinked his eyes a couple of times to make sure he wasn’t imagining things. Stacy slowly approached his side of the bed, carrying a small silver tray with a carafe of coffee, cream and sugar as well as his favorite mug. What required the extra concentration was the 5-inch heels she had on, but it fit the rest of her outfit. He’d always joked, after she insisted on him purchasing a smoke latex flyaway babydoll, that she’d certainly never sleep in it or the very small accompanying thong, but he wasn’t about to comment negatively about it now! Stacy’s hair was in a messy ponytail, and her collar was already on her neck. Without a word, Stacy bent forward, turning her torso slightly toward Nick so her cleavage was even more prominent, and poured his coffee adding cream and sugar to perfection.

“Is there anything else you’d like this morning Sir?” Stacy asked dutifully as she handed him the mug.

“Well, first let me ask,” Nick replied confidently as he took the mug from her, “how am I addressing you today?”

“Well Sir,” Stacy remained bent forward, her breasts practically falling out of the translucent cups, “Betty is typically reserved for the catsuit, and I rarely feel like Stacy when I’m wearing your collar, what would you prefer?”

“That does limit my options,” Nick held his coffee in his left hand, casually slipping his right over her closest breast and fondling it while he weighed his choices, “you did seem to respond to the word slut quite well last night and prior.”

“I do enjoy being your slut Sir.” Stacy moaned softly as Nick’s thumbnail rubbed her nipple through the thin latex.

“Oh, I’m well aware of that!” Nick chuckled as Stacy blushed. “I’ll tell you what,” Nick said, giving Stacy’s breast a firm squeeze, “why don’t you crawl between my legs and show me how much you love my cock and balls while I decide what to do with you today!”

“Yes, Sir!” Stacy happily stood, as leaning forward in her heels had her toes aching already, quickly pushing the covers off Nick. “I see you’re ready for your slut Sir!” She said at the sight of his naked body and raging hard on.

“I don’t want to cum until after I’ve finished my coffee,” Nick instructed as Stacy quickly crawled between his legs, “so don’t rush.”

“Of course, not Sir!” Stacy replied while lovingly grasping his hard shaft with her left hand and lowering her mouth to his quickly tightening ball sack.

Nick slowly sipped his coffee as he watched Stacy lavish his balls with her tongue, while she had never shied away from giving him a blowjob in the past, it had never been like this before. She’d licked her way around his balls twice before even sucking the first one into her mouth, normally she’d already have his cock in her mouth, but she was taking his instructions exactly as he’d meant them. Nick already had a good amount of precum leaking from his cock before Stacy slowly slithered her tongue up the underside of his shaft. He was so distracted by how she was getting into lavishing his cock, he’d all but forgotten about his coffee!

Stacy was reveling in the submissiveness that was consuming her. She was determined to lick every inch of his cock and balls several times over before taking his shaft into her mouth, she could see by the look on his face that he was loving it too. The latex nightie was beyond sexy and the thong had only been minorly uncomfortable against her sore pussy and ass, now that she was off her feet, she could focus on Nick’s pleasure. She couldn’t describe the feeling to him, but when she swirled her tongue around the head of his cock, his moan made her pussy flutter. Added to the taste of his precum, Stacy had never been so excited to suck a cock in her life and began to wonder if she could orgasm from it!

“You look so fucking hot doing this!” Nick moaned as Stacy finally took his cock into her mouth. “That’s it,” he said, fighting the urge to push her head down onto him after the intense teasing session, “show me how deep you can get that into your mouth my little blowjob slut!”

Stacy moaned around Nick’s cock at his words, without letting his cock slip from her lips she was able to get her legs under her, then plunge sefaköy escort her face down onto his shaft. Stacy’s eyes went wide as her nose almost touched Nick’s body, which caused her to gag slightly.

“Look at you go,” Nick was genuinely shocked as she’d never taken him that deeply before, “sucking cock like a pornstar!”

With her left hand massaging his balls and her right holding the base of his cock, Stacy plunged downward on his shaft again, focusing on relaxing her mouth and throat. Closing her eyes as his cock entered her mouth further, Stacy was shocked when she felt the warmth of his flesh touch the tip of her nose.

“Holy shit!” Nick groaned loudly. “That feels fucking amazing!”

Stacy slowly slid back, lowering her butt onto her heels as his cock slid back out of her mouth. She needed a minute to recover, and catch her breath, so she laid his cock down giving it a lengthy lick from tip to balls and back up again. Holding it vertical to his body again, Stacy flicked her tongue over the tip.

“How’s your coffee Sir?” She asked coyly.

“Truth be told,” Nick sheepishly replied, “I’ve been so distracted by your slutty oral skills I forgot I was drinking coffee!” He set the coffee on the nightstand. “Show me that again slut!”

Stacy didn’t even reply, she licked her lips, swallowed and impaled her head onto his shaft. This time Stacy was able to firmly push her nose against Nick’s body, holding it there as she moved her head back and forth several times. Nick stared in amazement as Stacy ever so slowly backed her mouth to the tip of his shaft before driving her nose to his pubic bone again.

“Sweet Jesus!” Nick gripped the bedding tightly, his legs tensing. “Do that a couple more times and I’m definitely going to blow!”

Backing off his shaft again, Stacy could feel a slight rawness in the back of her throat, she could also feel a level of excitement in both of them they’d never felt before. Her pussy was so wet she could feel it on her ankles, and in spite of having multiple cocks in her pussy just last night, she wanted a fat one ramming into her right then!

“Do you want to cum in your little blowjob slut’s mouth Sir?” Stacy asked before slowly dragging the underside of her tongue down Nick’s shaft.

“You’re fucking right I do,” Nick grunted, “but I’m pretty sure you’re surpassing being a blowjob slut!” Stacy smiled, looking Nick in the eyes as best she could while bringing her lips and tongue up the underside of his shaft. “Is blowjob whore too much?” He asked, not wanting to ruin what was going on.

“Sir,” Stacy said earnestly after flicking her tongue over the head of his cock again, “you can call me anything you want, fuck me anyway you want, anywhere you want, and dress me anyway you want.” Stacy paused to lick the underside of the head of his cock, a spot he loved having her lick. “When I’m like this, it just makes me hornier,” she said surrounding the top of his cock with her mouth and letting it pop loudly free, “and the hornier I get the more I want to make you happy!” Stacy swirled her mouth and head around the head of his cock a few more times, then sat back to stare him in the eyes before continuing. “Sir, I’m your obedient, submissive, horny slut,” she leaned forward on her right hand to truly look into his soul, “I promise to not get mad if you talk to me and treat me like the slutty little fuck toy I am!”

Nick was too shocked to speak, shit like this only happened in bullshit letters in men’s magazines or porn! Without another word, Stacy sat back on her heels again, before lowering her mouth onto him. She took the entire length of his shaft into her mouth and throat, let up halfway to take a deep breath, then pressed her face against his lower abdomen again and again. Her throat burned and eyes watered as his cock stretched her throat, but the words she heard him utter shortly afterward made her efforts worth it.

“Ohhhh you fucking slut, I’m gonna fill you with cum!” Nick grabbed Stacy’s ponytail, thrusting his hips upward. “You’re my fucking cock guzzling whore!” Nick grunted as he fucked Stacy’s mouth.

Stacy pulled her hands away from his cock, grabbing his hips, but not to try to get him to stop. Instead, she dug her nails into his hips as he fucked her face. Her eyes closed tight; she could see static as the lack of oxygen started to overcome her.

“FUCK!” Nick bellowed, his cock exploding into her mouth. He let go of her hair, as Stacy started to try to pull her mouth off him, Nick’s hand returned to the back of her head. “No, you fucking don’t,” he commanded, “swallow it all!”

Stacy gulped Nick’s cum in between sharp breaths. She could feel his body relaxing, even his hand slid from the back of her head, yet she kept her mouth tightly clamped around his pulsating shaft. Her body seemed to calm, but only as fresh oxygen filled her lungs, she was still horny if not even hornier than before she carried in his coffee and saw how he looked at her. Releasing her grips on şehzadeler his hips, Stacy gently massaged Nick’s balls and worked the underside of his shaft with her thumb. For whatever reason, his seed tasted even better today than usual and she wanted more! She could feel him going soft in her mouth, yet she still couldn’t bring herself to release him.

“Wow,” Nick’s voice was weak, “I don’t know what came over me. Are you okay?”

Reluctantly, Stacy let Nick’s flaccid cock rest on his stomach, but still kept lightly touching his crotch with both hands. “That was wild,” she replied, running her tongue over the roof of her mouth and swallowing, “you were fucking amazing Sir!”

“I honestly don’t know what came over me,” Nick was expecting a completely different reaction than what he was getting, “you’re not mad?”

“Dear God NO, Sir!” Stacy threw herself forward, burying her head into his chest and coiling her arms around him. “I wasn’t sure if I was going to black out or orgasm from you fucking my mouth!” She lifted her head, resting her chin on his chest as she looked into his eyes. “That was amazing, truly amazing!” Stacy rested her head on Nick’s chest again, hugging him tight.

Now it was time for Nick’s head to start spinning. He’d almost suffocated his girlfriend with his cock, held her head in place so he could cum in her mouth, and she was thrilled about it! It didn’t make any sense at all to him. Instead, she was happily lying on his chest, hugging him and all but thanking him for fucking her mouth like her pussy. He shook his head to see if it would help explain things, but it didn’t help. Instead, he watched in amazement as Stacy slowly stood up next to the bed, her eyes alternating between his eyes and his lifeless cock.

“How do you feel?” Nick’s voice was still overcome with concern.

“I’m the horniest I’ve ever been,” Stacy replied honestly, “if I wasn’t wearing these tiny bottoms and stood here long enough there’d be a puddle!”

“You’re not mad I held your head down or fucked your mouth?”

“That’s what got me so horny Sir,” she replied, squeezing her thighs tightly, “I can’t explain it, but simply said, I fucking loved it!”

Nick sat up, still in disbelief, and pushed his hands between Stacy’s upper thighs. Not only did she moan when he did it, her inner thighs were soaked just as she said. His fingers actually made noise as they pressed against her crotch. He looked up to see Stacy with a glassy look over her face while she bit her lower lip. Stacy was by no means a prude, but this was a different variation of her beast. Usually after a night she was done and needed a break for a bit, but today she was still very much in need to feed her beast.

“Why don’t you go make breakfast for us,” Nick instructed as he slowly slid his finger from her crotch, “I’ll be down in a minute.”

“Yes, Sir.” Stacy replied, obviously dejected.

“Oh, and slut,” Nick smirked slightly as Stacy shuddered from the word, “no touching yourself, you can’t orgasm until I let you do it, understood?”

“Yes, Sir!” Stacy replied blushing deeply.

Nick grabbed his cup of coffee and phone before heading to the bathroom. Once there, he texted Shawn asking if he was around this morning. Shawn responded right away, when Nick asked if Shawn could talk the response, was an immediate call.

“I guess that’s a yes!” Nick chuckled.

“How was the night?” Shawn asked, “Did everything go okay?”

“Oh damn, I should have texted,” Nick replied, “everything was great and we snuck out without being seen.”

“Good to hear!”

“A funny thing happened this morning though,” Nick continued, “Stacy woke up and put on this hot latex nightie, the heels she hates and her collar, brought me coffee and gave me the wildest BJ ever!”

“So, you decided to call and brag?” Shawn laughed in response.

“Not really,” Nick replied, “so it got wild, and I ended up grabbing her head and just about ramming my cock into her mouth, when I came, she tried to get up to catch her breath and I stopped her.”

“Okay, sounds like it got intense.”

“Yeah, but the wildest thing was she all but thanked me for it afterward!” Nick explained. “I dunno, that’s just not like her,” he continued, “it’s like she’s possessed being a different version of Betty or something.”

“Well, if you’re concerned you broke your girlfriend,” Shawn replied reassuringly, “you didn’t, she’s just not done doing what she needs to do.”

“So, I didn’t break her?”

“Oh, far from it,” Shawn guffawed, “listen buddy, the problem isn’t her, it’s you. Knowing her, she’s told you exactly what she needs and wants, you’re just struggling to understand how your cute, innocent hot blond girlfriend wants to be treated like you’ve only read about.”

“Yeah, that makes sense.” Nick replied somewhat embarrassed.

“Just remember never to abuse your role, it’s your job to protect her after all,” Shawn’s voice and words helped, “if you’d continued to fuck her mouth after she passed out, then selçuklu escort I’d be concerned, you love her and just don’t want to end up hurting her mentally or physically.”

“That’s definitely true,” Nick felt much better, “thanks man!”

“Hey,” Shawn said before Nick could hang up, “feel free to text a couple pics of how she looks today, I already saw the ones from the guy’s last night, she’s a hot piece of ass!”

“Oh, don’t I know it!” Nick chuckled, “I hope my cock survives!”

“If you need help, I’m here!” Shawn laughed as he hung up.

“Not a chance!” Nick laughed as he put the phone down.

Nick decided to put on a pair of loose-fitting drawstring pants and a t-shirt before going downstairs. As he entered the kitchen, he saw Stacy standing in front of the stove in her latex and heels holding a spatula. Nick leaned against the door watching her happily make him an omelet unaware that he was even there. He took out his phone, opening the camera, the cleared his throat.

“Shawn asked how last night was,” Nick said with a smile, certainly not letting on that he called for advice, “I told him what you had on and he wanted a picture.”

“For him? Of course!” Stacy replied, lifting her breasts with both hands before turning slightly toward Nick. She placed her right hand on her hip, opening up the babydoll’s front, revealing her lowcut thong and bare tummy. “How’s this?”

“Oh, I think he’ll love it!” Nick replied snapping a couple pictures.

“Breakfast is almost ready,” Stacy said, turning her attention back to the stove, “did you have enough coffee?”

“That BJ you gave me woke me up more than any cup of coffee ever could!” Nick replied giving Stacy’s butt a squeeze as he walked by.

“I’m glad to hear that,” Stacy replied, “amazingly enough I’m still hungry too!”

“I’d have thought you were full!” Nick chuckled.

“Not yet Sir!” Stacy quipped.

“The day is still young my slut!” Nick watched as Stacy trembled at his response.

They sat at the kitchen table eating breakfast and sipping coffee. Every so often Nick had to look over to be sure he was still seeing what he was seeing, and every time he did, he saw Stacy happily sitting at the table with her breasts practically popping out of the translucent latex top happy as can be.

“Well, I guess I’m going to have to figure out how to dress my plaything today, aren’t I?” Nick said, glancing over at Stacy.

“Pick whatever makes you happiest Sir!” Stacy responded eagerly.

“I’m thinking about some of those items we bought a while back,” Nick continued, studying her reactions to what he was saying, “I may need to add a few more things to your latex collection.”

“I’d like that a lot Sir!” Stacy’s eyes burned bright at the thought.

“Anything you want to wear in particular?” Nick asked, wanting to see how far she wanted to go.

“If you buy it Sir,” Stacy replied, getting up and sitting on Nick’s lap, making sure her breasts were as close to his face as possible, “I’ll wear it, maybe you can look for some items today.”

“I think I will,” Nick replied, slipping his hand between Stacy’s thighs, “and I know you’ll be open and honest about the items you like.”

“Of course, Sir!” Stacy replied, spreading her legs to allow Nick better access.

“Why don’t you clean up the kitchen,” Nick said as he lightly stroked the front of Stacy’s tiny thong, “and I’ll get dressed, meet me in the bedroom when you’re done.”

“Yes Sir.” Stacy replied, showing her dejection.

“Don’t worry,” Nick said as he pressed his fingers against her clit and pussy, “I’ll pick out something for you to wear today that will fit your mood better than this.” Stacy’s eyes beamed bright at the idea. “I have the perfect outfit in mind for you.”

“I can’t wait to put it on, Sir!” Stacy replied, quickly getting to her feet and clearing the table.

Nick had to look over his shoulder twice on his way upstairs, Stacy was being almost the antithesis of who she was normally. She never wore heels in the house, and while she didn’t mind wearing thongs occasionally, they were rarely her first choice for undergarment. On days she did wear them, she couldn’t wait to get them off. A typical Sunday would have Stacy in an oversized top, usually a sweatshirt or one of Nick’s shirts, and a pair of shorts. Seeing her happily mincing around in a sexy latex nightie and heels was certainly not usual. Although, Nick wasn’t about to complain either. He made his way upstairs, picking a comfortable pair of black shorts and a short sleeve shirt to wear. Then he had to figure out what to put Stacy in for the day. It took a bit, but thankfully he figured out something before he heard her coming up the stairs. As she entered the bedroom, Nick was carefully laying the items out on the bed for her to look over.

“Oh, that looks fun Sir!” Stacy said breathlessly as she entered the bedroom.

“I thought you’d approve,” Nick replied, leaning against the dresser facing the bed, “why don’t you take that outfit and the heels off now.”

Stacy didn’t hesitate to step out of the shoes, which wasn’t a surprise, but as she did it, she also unclasped the two hook and eye closures between her breasts. In less than five seconds Stacy was shimmying out of her thong as well before standing stark naked, hands relaxed by her sides. Nick stood almost dumbstruck at how obedient and brazen Stacy was being.

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