Amy looked at the clock. 4:30. Her master would be home soon, and she went to the bedroom to prepare. As she stood she squeezed her pussy, drawing the balls she wore insider her deeper. As she walked, she could feel the slight vibration coming from within, causing a slight tingling feeling in her stomach. She dropped her robe and got in the shower, quickly washing her long red hair. Grabbing her razor, Amy shaved, making sure every square inch was silky smooth and hairless.
When she was done, she dried quickly and grabbed the outfit the was instructed to wear. Starting with her panties, she pulled up the small lace v-string. the tiny triangle of delicate fabric barely covering past her clit. She straightened the strips of fabric that wrapped around her shapely hips and passed between her ass cheeks, tucking the pink string of the balls that barely Hung out of her neatly between her freshly shaved lips. Amy wrapped the matching garter around her small waist and pulled on the sheer white stocking, clipping them to it. the stockings had a lace top and rose to her mid thigh, the fabric cool against her skin. she grabbed the bra and clipped it behind her back, pulled the unlined demi cups up over her tits and straightened the straps.
Amy walked over to the full length mirror and stood before it. she could see her nipples and the slit of her pussy showing clearly through the open lace. making a few final adjustments, she grabbed the final piece, a white lace choker, and tied it around her neck. as she looked at herself, she couldn't deny how attractive she was. she squeezed again, keeping the balls in place and walked to the couch in the living room, glancing at the clock. 5:00 pm. soon.
She laid down across the couch on her back, legs spread open. she placed one hand above her head, and the other over her panties, cupping her pussy. Amy lightly stroked the lace, knowing her master would want her ready when he walked through the door. Her fingers stroked around her clit, and as she began to move her hips, the vibration of the balls inside her heightened her arousal. She slowed her movements, not wanting to be too close to cumming when he came home.
When Amy heard the truck pull into the drive way she stood up, walking over to the door. She stood off to the side, her feet apart and her hands behind her back holding her own wrists. Mike walked in, and smiled as he approached Amy. His hand went between her legs and he ran a finger across her clit before cupping her whole pussy and kissing her neck. she moaned as she felt his lips and tongue caress her skin, and as he began to rub her, the balls vibrated inside her. Her legs started to shake as she became fully aroused. Amy's moans became louder as she struggled to keep her hands behind her back, resisting the urge to reach for his cock. Mike stopped, not wanting her to cum. Yet.
He led her to the bedroom and told her to get on the bed. Amy obeyed. She lay on her back, legs open so that mike could have full view of her body. He looked at her up and down and told her to wait. She lay there as Mike went and took a quick shower. She moved her hips against the air, making the balls move inside her, making her pussy wetter. He was out in less than ten minutes as usual. Mike toweled off, but did not dress. He walked to the side of the bed, his cock already semi hard. Mike reached between her legs and once again rubbed her through the sheer lace of her panties. Amy moaned and grasped his cock, stroking it, and feeling it harden in her hand. "Put your head over the bed." Mike said, and Amy obeyed, repositioning herself.
As her head tilted back, she opened her legs as wide as she could, knowing what Mike wanted. He put his cock on her lips. Amy began to suck under his head as he grabbed her tits through the lace bra. Opening her mouth, she took him. His cock slid over her tongue, and the taste of his pre cum on his tip filled her mouth. she began sucking as he slid his cock in and out of her mouth, relaxing her throat in preparation. "Touch yourself," he said. Amy's hand eagerly went to her panties. She rubbed her clit through the lace and moaned around his shaft.
He thrusted into her, and Amy held her breath as she felt his thick head penetrate her throat. She felt her neck bulge with him as inch after inch of his shaft slid into her. As her lips press hard in to his balls, she knew it was in all the way. Amy squeezed her throat around him and he moved slightly in and out. After a few seconds, he pulled back, and Amy gasped for air, the thick mucousy spit from her throat stringing itself from her mouth to his cock. "Please master, may I move the panties?" she asked. "Yes" mike replied. Amy's hand slid the lace to the side, and she shuddered as her fingers touched her bare clit. she rubbed it fast, and as she opened her mouth to moan, mikes cock slide back inside it. He slid a hand into her bra and pinched her nipple, as he did, he forced the head of his cock back into Amy's throat. Her body tensed, but relaxed when she didn't gag. He moved in and out of her throat faster as she rubbed her clit. With a sudden thrust he slid all of him into her mouth and held it there.
Amy's eyes watered as his balls pressed against her lips. He grunted, then pulled out of her completely. she breathed deep to catch her breath. "come," he said, "get on your knees." Amy hopped off the bed and did as she was told. Sitting on her knees with them spread apart, she could now feel gravity pulling at the balls that were still inside her wet pussy.
Without being told, she took Mike back in her mouth. She sucked and licked all up and down his shaft. As her head bobbed up and down, occasionally taking him deep, his breath quickened. She concentrated on sucking his head. Mike cried out in pleasure, and came. when Amy could taste the first of his cum in her mouth, she buried her face into him, taking his cock deep into her throat. She squeezed and swallowed around him, feeling his cum shoot into her and slide down to her stomach. When she felt him cumming no more, she slowly withdrew him, sucking hard and making sure there was nothing left in his shaft. Amy opened her mouth, showing mike that only a few drops remained on her tongue. He nodded in approval, and then Amy swallowed the rest. She gave his tip one last lick with her tongue, and looked up, meeting his eyes, "Is master happy?" she asked. Mike smiles, "Yes, now stand up."