David to Dee Chapter 2

Turning her head the other way, Dee saw that Bill was stripping. He wore some crotchless pantyhose without any underpants. She noticed that, like herself, Bill's entire body was shaved, except for a little heart shaped patch of pubic hair that had been bleached out, and dyed blond. It was his cock, however, that amazed Dee the most. For a man that stood only about five foot eight, his cock was really big...much bigger than Dee's own.

Dee looked back at Gina, her fingers tugging gently at Frannie's nipples, when she felt the table shift. Bill was crawling up, and in a moment he was straddling her face.

Dee heard Gina cum loudly when her lips went over the tip of Bill's cock. She was feeling so many conflicting things right now. On the one hand, she was ecstatic that she was finally living out her dream, and was being forced to do it all. Still, there was this niggling little voice in the back of her mind calling Dave a faggot for sucking that cock, for being dressed like this, for letting these people fuck him, for letting a woman turn him into her personal cocksucking whore. She couldn't yet silence that voice. But it seemed to be getting dimmer, less forceful. There was yet another voice inside calling out for more, more, more! She sucked that cock with gusto, thrilling to the hoops in her ears as they swayed with her motions. But the most intense physical feelings, as always, were centered in her ass. And Frannie's fucking was reaching a frenzied pace as she plowed into Dee's vulnerable frame again and again, showing her no mercy as she tried to reach her own peak from the friction on her side of the strapon tool.

There was no need for her to pull Frannie's ass with her heels, and she couldn't keep up with the her, anyway, so Dee spread her legs wide. Frannie placed her arms under Dee's legs, slowing her fucking actions for the merest of moments, before Dee's legs found themselves up on Frannie's shoulders as the woman forced that toy even deeper into Dee's belly.