“Listen, I can explain,” I started to say. He cut me off.”No,” he said simply. I saw an unmistakable glint in his eye as his next words seared into my brain. “You won’t be able to explain anything with your mouth full of my cock.””Excuse me? I’m not…””I know, not gay. But you are bi-curious. Your curiosity ends today.””Just what gives you that idea?” I felt a bit silly arguing the point with my hard cock dripping as I stood in front of him in his wife’s lingerie.”I thought I recognized the backgrounds in some of the pictures posted on a Tumblr I was following but wanted to be sure. I started watching you more closely, looking for birthmarks and other telltale signs. Finally, about two months ago, you posted a picture where you forgot to remove your wedding ring. Quite a distinctive piece of jewelry you have by the way.””So I started chatting with you, Stacey,” he said, emphasizing my CD name (and my Tumblr ID). “You told me then how you were a married, closeted cross-dresser whose ultimate fantasy was sucking big black cock. You said “I’m not gay, but I ‘m extremely bi-curious” the last time we chatted. You sent me a picture of your hard cock in your wife’s pink satin panties.””Wait. You’re…” I started.”I’m L!ckMyD!ckB!tch,” he said, finishing my thought. Atalar Escort I could see the growing tent in his athletic shorts.”But wait, didn’t I see some of your posts where… “He held up his hand, silencing me with his gesture. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down.His cock bobbed free but my attention was drawn instead to the panties he was wearing — crotchless pink satin bikini panties with a triangle of polka-dotted black lace dividing the front. The bright pink contrasted sharply against his ebony skin.”Where I was wearing panties too?” he said finishing my thought again. “Yes. Do you like them?” He turned around as he stepped out of his shorts. The rear of the panties had two sexy keyhole accents divided by bows.”I love them,” I said, realizing my mouth had been hanging open.”You should,” he said. “You told me that too. Stacey’s favorite color is pink and she loves panties that are crotchless or that have keyhole details.”I stood stock-still, my reluctance seemed like a physical barrier between us.”Come on, Stacey. This is everything you’ve been waiting for all together here in one package. You want to suck black cock — this black cock, in fact, as you told me last time we chatted. Atalar Escort Bayan You want to be with another cross-dresser; you want to dress with another man. It’s all right here, baby. I even wore these panties special just for you.”I could feel my hesitation melting away. I resisted it only briefly before finally dropping to my knees in front of him. I opened wide and leaned in, taking him in my mouth and closing my lips around his shaft. That first touch of cock against my mouth was electric. As I sucked my first cock he added more details to answer my unasked questions.”It was my browsing history that led to me and Josie’s final fight. I knew then that our differences were irreconcilable. That whole drawer is my lingerie, not hers. As soon as she was gone I moved my stuff into her drawers. It was then that I started to lay my trap for you.”He held my head and guided my efforts. I just did everything to his cock that I liked done to mine. I licked and sucked on the tip. I slathered the entire length with my tongue, bathing it in my saliva. I slurped and sucked on it, keeping as much of it in my mouth as I was comfortable with.I bobbed up and down on it, finally deciding to take the plunge and try deep-throating him. I took Escort Atalar a deep breath and pushed as much of his big black cock into my mouth as I could. When it hit the back of my throat I gagged and coughed. I tried over and over again, each time gagging just a little less. After more than a dozen tries I eventually stopped gagging and kept pushing, taking the full length of his ten-inch cock down my throat.”Damn!” was all he said. He gripped my head tightly, holding me in place with his cock down my throat and his balls mashed against my chin. My need for air soon won out and I pushed away from him, reluctantly removing his cock from my airway. My eyes watered as I caught my breath.Martin pulled off his shirt, revealing his well-muscled physique. I caught our reflection in the mirrored wall: Martin’s ebony skin standing out in stark contrast against my pale skin and the pink lingerie we were wearing. I couldn’t resist more than a few sideways glances as I resumed sucking his cock. We looked so fucking hot together that my cock swelled painfully.”Hey, girl,” he said. “Keep your mind on your work. If you want I can take some pictures to mark this moment. Or maybe a video? I think both Stacey and L!ckMyD!ickB!tch are going to want to post this!”Martin pulled away from me briefly to retrieve his phone from his shorts and set it down on the vanity; standing it up with the built-in kickstand. He opened the camera app, turned it around, lined it up using the reflection in the vanity mirror, and then pressed record.