Heather gives Natasha her first taste of cock
By anonny_mouse
She gave him a reassuring smile as she felt his hand shaking with nerves as she led him towards the living room. "It's OK sweetie, you trust me don't you?"
He nodded, even smiling when she gave him a kiss.
"Come on, we don't want to keep him waiting."
Jake was sat on the sofa watching TV as they entered, clicking it off before turning to them.
"Fuck."
Heather chuckled as he did so, knowing that despite her tight leather skirt, revealing white blouse and ample cleavage on show, it was John that got the reaction from Jake.
She had been training and dolling him up a lot over the last few months, but he had never looked better. Never looked sluttier than he did now. His hair grown out and cut to shape his rather feminine features. Heather's makeup highlighting his big blue eyes and plump lips, shining in the light and the lip gloss she had him wear.
His black and white satin maid's outfit, stockings and high heels had Jake's eyes all over him, noticing the impressive cleavage he had with the realistic silicone breast forms he now wore. The lace headband, wrist cuffs and choker were a cute touch, which also hid the seam of the breast forms.
Topping it off were the soft satin panties that were clearly visible under the very short skirt. Hiding both the tight pink cage that encased his cock and the largest of his training plugs that caused his hips to sway when he walked.
*****
Heather led John into the room, and with a movement of her hand, enticed a twirl from him, his skirt seeming even shorter at the back. The black satin panties filled out nicely by an ass, made all the rounder and firmer from the exercise regimen he had been on.
He gave a soft giggle as his appearance elicited another "Fuck!" from Jake and allowed Heather to walk him over to the sofa, standing in front of the two of them as Heather sexily sat next to Jake.
She eyed Jake as he took in the sight before him. The petite form, the pouty lips, the slutty outfit and the demure way John half crossed his legs. Keeping his hands behind his back, drilled into him so as to present himself to Heather when she wanted to tease him.
"Hmmm, hey baby, I told you I had a surprise for you didn't I."
She gave him a deep kiss, her hand slipping down and running along his thigh, finding the swelling she knew would be there.
"Oh Natasha, would you look at this. You've caused quite a swelling down in Jake's pants darling. I told you dressing in that slutty outfit would get him all worked up. Here, why don't you come closer and have a look."
Heather held out her hand and took the blushing Natasha's, helping her down onto her knees in front of Jake.
"My my, it seems to be getting bigger too. Here why dont you..."
John... No, Natasha's heart was racing as Heather moved her hand towards the large bulge in Jake's pants. It was one thing to have Heather make her stroke and suck her strapon, but this was a real cock. This was a real guy in front of her.
Nervous, scared, heart pounding, wanting to just get up and run. All thoughts running through her head from the moment Heather had told her what she had planned.
As soon as she felt the warm bulge under her fingers though, those thoughts left her mind. Her lips parting slightly as she gasped.
*****
Gently she ran her fingers softly over the shaft, feeling it, oh so real, warm, large, even getting bigger at her touch.
"Mmmm, I told you you'd like it sweetie. Doesn't it feel so good."
Natasha could only nod, her eyes and fingers locked onto Jake's cock.
"Would you like to take it out Natasha?"
Heather smiled at Natasha, proud and full of lust.
Natasha returned a smile, shy, reserved, her cheeks blushing as she nodded slowly.
"Oh, you little minx. You were all nervous and shy when I suggested this. Now here you are on your knees stroking Jake's cock like a little slut."
"Fuck!" replied Jake, his cock pulsing under Natasha's fingers.
"What did I teach you about wanting cock Natasha."
She gulped, looking between Heather and Jake, blushing furiously but not about to let that embarrassment stop her. She had come so far and was more turned on than she ever had been. So much so she hardly even felt the intense throbbing as her cock tried in vain to bust from her cage.
She fixed her eyes on Jake, fluttering her eyelashes at him, "Please Sir, may I take out your big cock."
Jake spun his eyes to Heather, who sat there grinning, before turning back to Natasha, "Fuck yeah. Yes you can." He began to reach down to undo his belt and was surprised to feel Heather slap his hand away.
"Ah, ah, ah. I got you a slutty Maid for your birthday, that's her job, you just stand up so she can give you your present properly."
*****
Heather was about to tell Natasha to move back a little but was delighted when she shifted back herself in preparation.
"Mmmm, good girl."
Sitting down he looked like a tall muscular guy, but when he stood up he looked massive. Even bigger as she looked up at him from her knees. That and the sight of the bulge in his pants growing more, as his standing allowed it more room, sent a tingle through Natasha.
Looking up at him through her long lashes, Natasha flashed Jake the look that Heather had made her practice when she was between her legs or sucking on one of her strapons. She had reinforced eye contact so much for the effect it had on the recipient, especially given her big blue innocent looking eyes.
Slowly and gently, she began to unbuckle his belt, Heather stood next to Jake, beaming down at her little slutty maid. Carefully pulling it all the way out and placing it on the sofa. Then her fingers, struggling a little, managed to unbutton his jeans.
In a flush of excitement and arousal, an image from a video filled Natasha's mind, and she reached up with her mouth, her tongue lifting the zipper, before her teeth captured it and as she moved back, slowly unzipped his pants.
"Oh fuck that was hot, I didn't even teach her that one."
She wanted to yank his jeans down to get at his cock, her arousal and excitement having long since overridden any nerves or trepidation. Instead she gently gripped the material at his large muscular thighs and slowly began to slide his jeans down.
*****
And there it was, thick, dark, still growing, his cock began to appear inch by inch as she slid down his jeans. She could feel them straining to contain it as she gave him a shy look up through her lashes again.
"Fuck!" was all he could muster, his eyes transfixed on the cute little maid in her knees in front of him.
Natasha's mouth opened in awe with his cock seemingly going on forever as she slowly pulled down his jeans. A thick pulsing vein ran along the top, leading to the thick, rapidly swelling head as it finally sprung free. His jeans dropping the rest of the way as Natasha's hands went to her mouth in shock.
"Oh god."
Heather placed a finger under Natasha's chin, catching her attention, "Mmmm, I know sweetie, isn't it wonderful."
"Oh Yes Mistress, its, its, so big."
"Only the best for my little slut, don't you want to touch it. To feel how big and heavy it is."
