We made arrangements to meet when you were in town next. I waited in the condo I'd rented, flipping through my favourite porn blog. Not that I needed anymore ideas...I had an ACTUAL list of them where you were concerned. When your knock comes I jump up, tossing my phone on the couch and walk over to let you in.
We're both grinning big when I reach for you and drag you inside, closing the door and pushing you against it, stopping whatever you were about to say with a kiss. "You asshole...you made me wait so long," I growl against your mouth.
You spin us and push me into the door, matching my hunger. "I'm here now...," you say, pulling back enough to separate our mouths.
I run my hands down your torso and give you a playful push. "Go check out the view." You do, moving to stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing out at the spectacular harbour front. You look beautiful bathed in sunlight and I walk over to you, pausing to grab an item off the table. My arms encircle you and you look down to see the collar I'm holding out.
Taking it from me, you study it. "Property of Boyboygirllove...," there is surprise in your voice but you bring it up and place it around your neck.
My fingers come up to fasten it, and I'm surprised by the reverence I feel seeing it in place around your neck. MINE. I collect myself and say, "While you wear this, you do whatever I say...no questions asked."
"Always," you whisper.
Pulling the blindfold I had wrapped around my wrist, I slide it over your eyes and step away from you, putting that to the test. "Strip," I order.
You do in silence but I can see the hesitation in your movement, knowing you are standing in front of a window on a busy street in the middle of the day. I also know you crave this...being exposed for what you are.
I turn away from you, discard my dress and grab up my strapless girlcock, sliding it up into my slick cunt. I return to you and press you against the window with your hands out and legs spread. You'd hiss because the glass is cold but are quickly distracted by my wet fingers working your asshole. "That's it slave, let me in."
You moan as I work you open, your cock hardening against the glass. I pull back on your hair, bringing my mouth to your ear, "Everyone can see you on display for me, cock hard like a dirty slut."
"Oh god...,"you moan with arousal.
When you're stretched and lubed, I feed my long black cock into you with a hard shove, knowing you love that intense intrusion...that ownership. I fuck you until your cock starts to leak all over the glass and you're loud enough for the neighboring room to hear. My eyes search the street below until I see what I'm looking for. "There's a man watching us...watching me make you my whore."
This pulls a deep, needy groan from you as I work your hole relentlessly. "He's clearly interested in what you're offering by the way he's palming his cock," I say, amused. Grabbing onto your hips, I take you to the edge expertly and then stop. "Turn around and clean off my cock, slave."
You turn around and begin to bend over, but you gasp when I push your ass into the glass. "Spread your ass and show him your abused asshole first," I order.
"Jesus...fuck..!" You're shameless as you do and I couldn't be more proud.
I guide my cock into your mouth and give my hips and few pumps, driving in deep. "I hope you don't mind....I signaled for him to come up and join us..."
The moment the words leave my lips, your mouth stills mid-bob and you pull back off my girlcock in surprise. "Coming up here? Right now? To...play with us?"
I bite back my giggle at your shock and manage a semi-serious nod. "It's time. You're ready...and HERE. You also know him...," I say gently. I see you visibly relax as the tension leaves your shoulders. I grab your hand and pull you to your feet and into a kiss, our cocks trapped between our bodies. Excitement thrums through me and I pull back to look up into your dark eyes...and then down to the collar around your neck.
You read my thoughts and answer without me even having to ask, "I meant what I said earlier. As long as I wear this...I'll follow your lead." I smile proudly at you and feel a surge of possessiveness.
"So who is the guy?" you ask, unable to help yourself. There were a few we played with online but I had singled one out early on as the best match for us.
I begin walking backwards toward the door, shaking my head. "Not telling...you'll know as soon as you're kneeling in front of his hard cock though."
At that you choke out a laugh, "Fuck...you're trouble." I wink and make a show of stroking my girlcock leisurely. "And you're about to FEEL the full force of it, " I tease just as a knock comes at the door. I watch you take a deep breath before turning to answer it.
The man on the other side takes one look at us and shakes his head, smile busting wide on his face. "I can't believe we're all here!" His mischievous eyes take in my lingerie and girlcock and then your naked, collared body and visibly adjusts himself, clearly aroused.
"Come on in...this slave's not going to suck himself!"
You swear from across the room. "She's in rare form...I'm not sure we'll survive when she's done with us."
I wink in agreement and close the door after him. "Did you enjoy the show my slave put on for you?" I watch as you both study each other and hope the same connection we have online translates in person.
