Friend’s Hubby Tastes My Hot Piss And I Taste His Hot Cum

Friend's Hubby Tastes My Hot Piss And I Taste His Hot Cum
Even though I have had sex with so many desperate men, not a single one of them dares to think of me as his bitch. They may have fucked me good and will get an instant erection every time they think about my healthy curvy figure. But their hard cock will soon become flaccid after recalling those pleasurable beatings I gave to it and the humiliation they enjoyed just to taste my wet ass and pussy. Welcome to another raunchy tale of Simraan, you guys! You know how much happiness I derive from dominating men. Giving them pain and pleasure at the same time turns me into a wild woman. However, I like to fantasize about my friend Priya’s husband dominating me! Uff…my pussy gets wet just by thinking about him! I often dream about Priya’s husband humping me on his monster brown cock by grabbing my chubby ass cheeks and penetrating my tight asshole, while I am begging him to stop fucking me in front of my husband…Excuse me, I will…I will need a moment here.. That’s more or less what I was doing one lazy afternoon when my friend Daisy called and disturbed my fantasy. Daisy told me that she wanted to visit the newly opened and highly praised beauty parlor which every woman in our club was talking about. I used to go proudly to the parlor whenever my ex-boyfriend spoiled my hair during our rough sex sessions by pulling it, deforming it, and the worst of all, ejaculating on my head. Daisy told me to come to her house before going to the beauty parlor. It is nearby from where she lives, and I agreed. I reached Daisy’s house and we both were sitting on the bed drinking wine and getting cosy. One thing, both Daisy and I enjoyed doing in our college hostel was lesbian sex. We would talk about handsome boys and rubbed our hairy pussy against each other. Me: Stop pulling my leggings, Daisy. Your husband might come inside. We were quite drunk and although I wanted to scissor Daisy, I didn’t feel comfortable doing it at her place. Daisy: Don’t worry, Simmy. Donald is busy boasting about his new car with his friends. He’s not going to come home before dinner time. Saying that she pulled my legging and made me lay down on the bed. Daisy: I missed this pussy so much and now I’m going to make you scream my name. Me: I’m glad at least you think about doing so. Daisy: Aww! Poor Simmy has got a lousy husband. Me: Don’t spoil the mood…start licking it.. Daisy had only removed my panty when the doorbell rang. I panicked and got up and was looking for my legging while trying to snatch my panty from her. She pushed me down on the bed by pressing her palms on my boobs. Daisy: Relax Simmy, it’s not Donald, he’s got keys. I don’t know who the fuck it is. Daisy adjusted her clothes and went outside. My head after landing on the soft mattress became so relaxed that my eyes became drowsy. The room was cool and calm, it smelled sweet of lavender oil, and to add to the soothing effect, the wine was doing its mischief. But then, what felt like a lifetime, my drowsy eyes slowly opened because my heart was beating fast, and I sensed hot breath on my face. When I became completely conscious about my condition, I found myself softly kissing a man on the lips who was rubbing his stiff cock on my wet pussy lips. I pushed him by the face and began to look around the room. Donald: Calm down, she’s not here. I don’t know where she went leaving you like this. Donald was still rubbing his stiff cock, which had begun to leak pre-cum, on my dripping pussy lips. I felt a bit funny shouting at a man who had been grinding his cock on my pussy for who knew how long. Me: What the fuck are you doing Donald? And where the hell is Daisy. Donald: Relax Simraan. I told you I don’t know where Daisy is. How else could I have done this with you if she were here? Me: Was it you who rang the doorbell? Donald: Why will I ring the doorbell when I’ve got the keys? Me: I don’t know what the fuck is happening here. Get your cock inside your pants before Daisy sees us like this. Donald: I can see her keys lying there on the table. So, we can finish what we had just started you know (Winked). Donald was kneeling on the bed moving his erect cock sideways. I liked his brown cock but didn’t appreciate the way he took advantage of me while I was dreaming. I went towards him and grabbed his hot penis in my cold palms. Me: I have my own ways to deal with perverts who rub their cock against my pussy while I’m sleeping. Are you sure you want to continue? Donald: How can I possibly walk away without tasting that pussy? What’s your way of doing it? I gave Donald a cute smile and at the same moment, I grabbed him tightly by his balls. He let out a sharp cry in pain as he understood what I meant. Donald: Go ahead bitch! Do anything you want. I want to fuck you in the pussy while you stare at me. I pulled his cock towards me and slapped his tight balls to discipline him. Me: Mistress! You fucking doughnut! Call me mistress. And don’t be so arrogant. You are not getting this sweet pussy till you behave yourself. Donald: Uhh! I’m sorry, mistress. Donald moved towards the unfinished glass of wine when I slapped his cock again. Donald: Uhh! My balls…taking a drink to enjoy your tortures, mistress. I want to get high while being punished. Me: Lie down on the bed. I’ll give you a refreshing drink to get high. It’s too hot to handle. Donald slept on the bed watching me remove my remaining clothes. When he saw my plump breasts, his cock became stiff again. To distract him, I began to play with my nipples and tease him by biting my lips with sexual intent. Me: Ready for the hot drink my perverted dog? I got up on the bed and sat on Donald’s erect penis. I rested my ass crack on it and began to move back and forth. His cock was tight and hot, and I almost lost my control over him. Then I inserted my left boob in his mouth and told him to suck it.

He obeyed my orders and began to suck my nipples hungrily. I then gave him my right boob to suck for a while. Me: Nothing’s coming out? Donald moved his head innocently and had a big smile on his face. That’s when I turned around and began to rub my ass crack on his nose. He confidently pulled his tongue out to lick my pussy and fell in my trap. I applied pressure on my urinary tract and showered hot piss inside Donald’s mouth. I hadn’t taken a piss since I came to his house and there was an abundance of wastewater waiting to be let out. Most of it went in Donald’s mouth and when he didn’t like the taste of it, he tightened his lips. I slapped Donald’s dick and balls a few times to make him open his mouth. He did but turned his head to avoid my hot piss. Me: If you don’t love your mistress’s golden showers then how can you taste her pussy? Shameless Donald then opened his mouth wide and drank whatever was left that came out of my pussy. Me: Lick my pussy like a dog! And if you stopped for a moment then I will punch your cock and balls. Donald must have thought that it was a treat but when he found that his nostrils were blocked by my asshole, he began to move his head. His nose was tickling my ass crack and I giggled watching him struggle while obeying my commands. When I moved up to let him breathe some fresh air, I found him in an excited state. Donald: Oh, that felt so good Mistress! I’m not sure if I want to taste your pussy anymore when I have this breath-taking asshole on my face. Do it again! I sat on Donald’s face again and began to make him breathe in from my refreshing asshole. When I asked him how he felt, he gave a thumbs up. Donald continued to derive pleasure from my torture while I began to suck his hot penis. I mixed its pre-cum with my thick saliva and began to slurp on it. While I was sloppily sucking his cock, he grabbed my ass cheeks tightly and pressed on his face even more tightly. Before I could realise what was he up to, he ejaculated his hot cum in my mouth. I had to swallow some of it because it had reached my throat. I gave a tight slap on his cock in disbelief. Me: Son of a bitch! Couldn’t you have held it a little longer? Is that why you were eager to fuck me, you fucking doughnut? Donald: I’m sorry Mistress. I am a premature ejaculator. But I’m surprised that I was able to hold it in for this long. (He looked happy in the end realizing that he can last longer). Me: All you could manage to do was to rub your cock against my pussy. I’m glad I didn’t let you fuck me, otherwise, I would have been disappointed. The doorbell rang and this time Donald was lying on the bed; puzzled, confused, and terrified. How quickly the tables turn! Later on, I heard from Daisy that she had gone to her neighbour living upstairs. She was helping an old woman with some house errands. Coincidentally, Donald must have entered the house after she was gone. Daisy and I did go to the parlor that day. But I could see a sense of doubt in her eyes ever since I explained to her why it took so much time to open the door. Also, why was Donald in such a hurry to replace the mattress. A few days after that incident, I realized that Daisy wasn’t doubting my explanation. In fact, she was worried if I had found out that her tall claims about how good her husband performed on the bed were false. As for Donald, he didn’t reply to my message asking him to meet & mate. I also praised him for having such a mighty cock! The dominatrix inside me feels good when men don’t reply to my message the next day after our most refreshing encounter. *** That’s all, friends. If my BDSM sex story made you feel horny, why not give me a call. I promise you that we will surely have some erotic fun and you won’t regret talking to me! Click here and you will find the option to contact me.