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insults only humiliated me further. I should have been fighting her or
something, shouldn't I? But I wasn't, I was sucking her cock harder,
following her directions and yielding submissively to her firm grasp as
Stacy moved my head up and down her fat penis. She was fucking my mouth,
using me to get off, and when the head would go too deep, I'd choke and gag
and Stacy would laugh, telling me not to worry because I'd be getting a lot
of practice.

My own cock hadn't wilted at all, I'm ashamed to say. It was still hard and
throbbing with desire, perhaps even more so as I became used to sucking
Stacy's shemale cock. I was getting better quickly, learning how much I
could take and how to control my breathing, and how to swallow all the spit
and precum that filled my mouth to overflowing. I was making loud wet
slurping sounds and moaning as well, making noises to tell the girl that I
was enjoying her cock in my mouth. I was accepting her completely, my
willingness beyond any doubt as Stacy removed her fingers from my hair. I
was giving her a blowjob without any coercion at all now, she just leaned
back on her hands, smiling and watching and offering words to humiliate and
degrade me.

"You little fag, suck it...Eat my fuckstick, Baby Bear. Swallow all those
juices." she sighed happily as I grabbed that part of her long thick cock
that I couldn't mouth in my fist, squeezing her shaft and jerking her off
while I slid my lips up and down.

"Honey?" I heard my wife's voice coming from the front of the apartment and
I jerked, but Stacy grabbed my head quickly, holding me in place.

"He's in here." Stacy laughed and I groaned, feeling all my fears suddenly
coming true.

"What...Dave? Dave! Oh my God! Dave...What are you...Jesus!" I heard my
wife, but I couldn't see her and Eve's voice became shrill as her confusion
gave way to horror.

"Get over here." Stacy said to my wife and her voice had a tone much like
that of an angry parent with a wayward child, or so it seemed to me.