So there I was, in my own living room being wet-checked by the same tradesman who just spanked me to tears over his lap. I was enthusiastically aware that BOTH of these tradesmen were about to give me a good run through, which I dramatically but playfully begged them for.
Like a good submissive housewife, no stranger to the strict discipline and sexual whims of her husband, I dropped to my knees and began thumbing my way into Tristan's pants. My other hand, was open and facing the ceiling. I was waiting for the older gentleman to lay his erect cock into my palm like a track and field baton.
David had been teaching me and conditioning me lately, to use more saliva and use my hands when I suck cock. Now however, I had to summon the coordination to stroke one cock while sucking a completely different one.
In a short time I got the hang of it and got right into a good rhythm. Too good in fact. I could tell the older fella was about to cum in my mouth! I removed my mouth from his penis and started to move things in a different direction.
"Please fuck me Sir, you can have my pussy or my ass, I'm sorry I was so carless," I pleaded directly with Tristan who then geared his shirt off to display his 8-pack.
He finally got involved in the disciple as the primary aggrieved party. I was hauled over to flat surface and Tristan made sure to give my ass a few corrective slaps.
I looked back and actually saw the two of them rock a high-five, at my expense.
I started whimpering again, my bum cheeks were so sore. I defeatedly offered up a final plea, for Tristan to take my ass.
And take he did! Tristan pounded my little arse hole raw!
I was spit-roasted after this, so they could both get in on the action. From this position I eagerly did all the work, flexing my toes on the rug for leverage, so I could rock my body frontwards and backwards on the cocks. I was such a slut!
Once I started moaning like a whore, the older tradesman couldn't handle it and came into my mouth. Around the same time, I could feel Tristan gripping my hips hard and pumping his hot load into my asshole. Jesus, his hands were strong!
I couldn't even remember the horrible shame and humiliation of the spanking anymore, it had been fucked outta me, and I loved it.
I collapsed down onto the rug and after swallowing the load of cum that was in my mouth, panted out a breathy, "thank you Sirs."
When they began to quickly dress, I took the opportunity to find my little shorts and top and gear them back on. Vulnerability time was over for this gal today.
I walked them both out then stopped Tristan and legitimately asked him how much I owed him. He would have none of that, he said he wanted nothing, then called me "Ma'am" again!! What a gentleman!! Who just fucked me in the ass...*twists my face*
No, he was sweet though and just a hunk! I gave him a peck on the cheek and tiptoed back inside.
When I was sure their truck was gone from the driveway and well down the road I didn't walk, I RAN, up to my bedroom, kicking off my shorts and top along the way.
I was so fuckin' turned on!! My ass on fire from the spanking, my asshole all nice and squishy from Tristan's cum.
Gawd!! Did I ever cum! Then again, then a third orgasm, where I pretty much screamed my way through it and bridged my body right off the sheets!
I definitely need to break some more shit around the house, if it means Tristan will come back!
S.J.S.
xoxo
Continued in: Annoying Autonomy
