Becoming Sissy Noel

Addicted

I giddily stepped out the front of the convenience store and minced back towards Sandra's house. In my head I was singing the song Sandra had taught me just a few hours ago: 'One, two I'm a Sissy for you. Three, four just a little whore. Five, six I'll suck on your dick. Seven, eight blow your load in my face. Nine, ten I beg to do it again.'

As I opened the front door, I noticed that the lights had been dimmed. I stepped in apprehensively and heard Sandra let out an ecstatic moan down the hall. 'Master must be pleasing Mistress.' My face turned scarlet as I imagined Kyle touching Sandra in ways that I never could. My sissy clitty rose to attention and lifted my skirt slightly.

After a few moments stood in the doorway fantasizing, I tiptoed to the kitchen where I dropped off the ice cream in the freezer. Then I started towards the linen closet, grabbing my panties off the coffee table and shoving them in my mouth on the way. I could hear more and more of Sandra's cries as I grew closer and finally opened the closet door. Kneeling down, I grabbed the blind fold from the floor and put it on as I closed the door behind me.

The closet was right next to Sandra's bedroom, in fact Sandra's bed was right on the other side of the wall from me, and through it I could sense most of what was going on. The bed springs were creaking and I could hear the rhythmic clapping of Kyle swiftly pounding against Sandra's luscious body. Mistress was panting heavily and would practically scream in her soft breathless voice every two or three strokes.

"Oh, fuck Kyle."
"Please fuck me."
"Mmm, yes Daddy."
"Aiyyy!"

I could smell the cashier's cum on my face and still felt a little clinging to the back of my throat. My clitty was aching under my skirt and I desperately hoped that Mistress would let me eat Master's cum out of her when he finished.

Soon I was able to hear Kyle's grunting as he took Sandra like an alpha. They were short and gruff, getting louder and louder.

"Take it for me Sandra!" Kyle yelled all of a sudden. Sandra gasped.

"Ahh, Kyle!"

The creaking slowed down and soon stopped.

"You were so good babe," I heard Kyle say with a tenderness I had never heard from him before.

"You were amazing," Sandra said, almost panting still.

"Do you have any tissues or something I can wipe off with in here?"

"Oh just go use the sissy down the hall, I think she deserves it. And tell her to bring me a bowl of ice cream when she's done."

I heard the bedroom door open as Kyle's footsteps grew louder, then I heard the closet door open. I quivered in anticipation, knowing that Kyle stood right before me.

"Open your mouth wide, bitch," Kyle commanded and I complied. He pulled my panties out of my mouth, then grabbed me with one hand by the top of my skull. He tilted my head up and turned it back and forth.

"How did this happen Sissy? Did you meet a man on your way to the store?"

"It was the cashier Master! Mistress told me to give him a nice tip, so I did!"

I smiled up at where I imagined Kyle to be behind my blindfold.

"It looks more like he was the one who gave you a nice tip, slut. Now shut up and open, cock-cleaner."

I opened my mouth and Kyle placed his sticky, wet semi in. I eagerly sucked off the combination of Master's and Mistress's juices from Kyle's cock, savoring the salty taste as they combined in my mouth. He pulled his cock out.

"Good bitch, now go scoop your Mistress a bowl of that ice cream."

Master pulled my blindfold off and I looked up to see his manhood swinging in my face. He slapped me lightly on the cheek with the back of his hand.