【My Story with Sister Zhao】(10) Author: 52676

Author: 52676
Word Count: 4198

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Sister Zhao sat on the headboard, legs wide open, her over-the-knee boots on the bed. She straightened her lower body, moving her honey hole
out from the edge of the headboard, tilting her head back, enjoying the pleasure of the dildo on my face moving in and out of her body.

Because I had regained the freedom of my limbs, the pressure on my neck was much less, but because of Sister Zhao's sitting posture, I
had to lie face down on the bed, supporting my upper body with my hands, using the strength of my waist and legs to propel the movement of my head. So
although was steady, the speed was impossible.

Sister Zhao seemed to have noticed this as well. When I thrust all the way in again, she signaled me to stop. I saw her support herself
on , slowly lift her buttocks, and gently push her hips back against my face. "Don't move, or
you'll regret it if it slips out," Sister Zhao stared at my face. Then she lifted one leg and turned to the side. Because of the twisting
and friction she actually comfortably placed her raised leg on my head. I understood and turned my head left and right, increasing
the range of motion. Sister Zhao groaned softly, but maintaining this position was still too tiring. After a brief pause, Sister Zhao
continued to complete her turning over. I also carefully moved my head in coordination with her, afraid that
the penis slip out.

The mistress, still holding the penis, smoothly rolled over, supporting herself with her hands as she knelt
before , the black phallus still between her legs. Her snow-white buttocks filled
the lower half of my vision, and extending upwards were her supple waist and rounded shoulders, a black
ponytail perched proudly behind her head. Directly in front of my nose was the mistress's cleft; the faint scent of her anus
wafted into my nostrils.

"Smell it," Sister Zhao said, feeling the warmth of my breath, spreading her legs slightly. Her anus, like a daisy
, parted slightly, enticing me. My tongue instinctively reached forward, only to be pressed
back to reality by a huge rod.

"Doggy, does it smell good?" Sister Zhao said, pressing her buttocks back, her anus biting right at the tip of my nose.
The soft petals, warmed by her body, made my saliva flow wildly. I couldn't help but let out a bark,
"Awooo!"

"Hehehe," Sister Zhao was satisfied with my answer, leaning down and sticking her butt out even higher. "Come on, fuck me from
behind " Of course, I didn't misunderstand what she meant—fuck my pussy from behind with that fake dildo in your mouth.

Sister Zhao and I were now kneeling on the bed in the same position, connected by a rubber dildo. Sister Zhao
's plump vulva was stretched open by the thick dildo, revealing the tender and juicy folds inside. Her body moved back and
forth in sync with my face. With each collision of my cheek and buttocks, my nose was filled with the scent of my mistress's back door.
A pair of white buttocks moved in front of me, one near and one far, and her ponytail swayed in the distance. My eyes were unfocused, and I
forgot to swallow my saliva, which overflowed my mouth.

Slap slap slap slap slap, I felt my face getting hot from the slaps, as if Sister Zhao was
slapping .

"You filthy dog, I'm getting up, get out!" Sister Zhao's voice came from the front. At the same time, one leg
stepped onto the mattress from a kneeling position, then the other. I slowly retreated, penis still in my mouth. A wet, huge penis
appeared before my eyes. I then realized that it even had realistic blue veins,
the details were incredibly lifelike. The penis was covered in my owner's juices, which felt like honey to my lips, incredibly tempting. I
tilted head back, trying to taste more of the sweetness, but suddenly felt a tightness in my neck.

"What are you doing?" A pair of leather boots appeared in front of me, and a black leather glove immediately
pulled the penis out of my mouth. I felt my mouth loosen, and a mouthful of saliva rushed to my throat, which I quickly swallowed. Because of the force I had used
for so long, the muscles around my mouth were a little stiff. I could only open my mouth, looking at Sister Zhao in confusion as to why she had suddenly
stopped. Sister Zhao tugged on the collar strap, making me sit up, my head just reaching her lower abdomen.

"Tongue," Sister Zhao held the wet penis in her hand, bringing it to my mouth. I understood her
intention and stuck out my tongue.

"Stretch," the mistress said, holding the penis close to my mouth but not letting my tongue touch it. She pulled my
hair, keeping the penis less than a centimeter away from the tip of my tongue. No matter how much I stretched my tongue, I couldn't
cross that distance. My thirsty appearance amused her. "Come on, stretch it a little longer, you're almost there
, oh ho ho ho."

I was completely blinded by desire, wanting only to lick what was in front of me, but I was being controlled by my mistress.

"Please..." My desire was no longer under the control of reason, and even my last shred of dignity snapped.
"What did you say?" A hint of surprise flashed across Sister Zhao's face. This was the first time I had actively begged her. She tightened her
grip on my hair. "Say it again."

"Please," I said, my mind blank, devoid of any shame, raising my voice.

Sister Zhao seemed to have gained something unexpected. Although she tried to hide it, I could still see that she was very
excited.

"Beg me?" Sister Zhao tried to calm herself, pretending to be nonchalant. "Beg me for what?"

"Beg me to lick you." I stared at the cylindrical object in front of me. The liquid on it had begun to congeal, forming a
white film. Some parts had already dried, but it still held a fatal attraction for me.

"Lick what?" Sister Zhao asked provocatively, shaking the penis in her hand.

"Lick your dildo." I deliberately used the most explicit language I could think of. Sure enough, Sister Zhao seemed
even more excited.

"Hehehe, so cheap." Sister Zhao pressed the glans against my left cheek, rubbing it against my face, looking down
at me. A large drop of fragrant saliva fell from her red lips, landing squarely on the glans.

"Here, while it's hot." Sister Zhao spread the saliva evenly on the tip of the dildo through her gloves and placed it near my lips
. I opened my mouth wide like a hungry dog, swallowing the entire tip. I used my tongue and lips
to absorb all of Sister Zhao's fluids. The fullness in my mouth and the stimulation on my tongue gave me an
unparalleled sense of satisfaction.

Sister Zhao seemed to be infected by my lewd behavior. She pulled out my penis, put it back into her own vagina,
smeared the hard object with her newly secreted nectar, and put it into my mouth again. "Come on, eat slowly, there's still plenty."
Sister Zhao held my penis in and out of my mouth with one hand, while stroking my hair with the other, her face flushed.

"Slave, I want to hear you sucking cock." Sister Zhao released my hair and began to rub
her swollen clitoris.

I began to suck hard on the penis in my mouth, making lewd sucking sounds.

"Ahhh~ You're just a slut under my crotch," Sister Zhao continued with her lewd words. "You can only satisfy my trash with your mouth."
She pulled out her penis and slapped it across my face. "Stick out your tongue." I obeyed her command, tilting my head back and sticking out
my tongue . Sister Zhao used her hips to press the tip of the penis against hers, as if it were a giant growing from her body. She grabbed
the base of the penis and slapped it against my tongue.

The intense humiliation and sexual excitement made my genitals swell to their limit. There was only one thought in my mind: I want to
ejaculate! I want to ejaculate! I want to ejaculate! Under this consciousness, my hand slowly moved towards my genitals.

Sister Zhao excitedly twisted her huge penis between her legs, thrusting it left and right, not noticing my hand movements.

"Slut!" *Slap*, the penis slapped my left cheek. "Trash!" *Slap*, the penis slapped my right cheek. "Open your mouth,
yes." A drop of saliva landed on my tongue.

"You will always be my sex slave, my tool for gratification." *Slap slap slap slap*, her tongue was being frantically pounded by his penis.

In the midst of this double humiliation, both mental and physical, I felt a sudden spasm in my lower body, a surge of intense pleasure rushing to
the depths of my brain. "Ah..." I groaned, ejaculating, releasing everything from my body.

Sister Zhao, still immersed in the excitement of humiliating me, was startled by my reaction. Looking down,
her almond- widened. *Slap!* A resounding slap knocked me to the ground. I collapsed weakly onto the bed,
my mind blank, at Sister Zhao's mercy.

Sister Zhao stomped on my face. I could feel her anger, as she
ground her foot down without holding back, as if she wanted to flatten my face. Just as I felt my eyeballs being squeezed out by the sole of her shoe, my face relaxed.
Sister Zhao lifted her foot and stomped down again, the thin heel digging into my chest. She lifted her foot, pressing her foot against my
neck .

"You pig!" Sister Zhao kicked me off the bed, then followed me off. Before I could even
lift my head, my cheek was stomped on the ground, rendering me immobile. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw
my semen still stained Sister Zhao's other boot, and I couldn't help but laugh. However, this expression quickly distorted under Sister Zhao's crushing pressure
.

"You dare laugh?" Sister Zhao pressed down harder with her foot, her almond-shaped eyes wide. "You've gone too far!"

"Master, you're so beautiful," I suddenly said with great affection. At this moment, Sister Zhao's angry appearance was indeed
exceptionally . "What did you say?" Sister Zhao had obviously heard me; I keenly noticed

the slight weakening of the pressure on her foot . "Master, you're so beautiful when you're angry," I raised my voice, making sure every word reached . "You bastard, you still dare to flirt with me!" Sister Zhao turned around to grab her whip. "Master," I knelt down, burying my head deep between her feet. "This slave dares not, this is my true feeling right now." I brought my head even closer to Sister Zhao's boots. "This slave knows he was wrong, and I am willing to endure whatever punishment Master may give me." A masochistic instinct surged within me; I truly wanted Sister Zhao to trample me, whip me, and torture me. "Very good, very good," Sister Zhao said twice, her tone slightly... I secretly glanced up at her, meeting her gaze—a look of utter disappointment. My heart suddenly trembled; I panicked, I was afraid. I could make Sister Zhao happy, comfort her in her sorrow, even anger her, but I never wanted to disappoint her. This feeling was more painful than any punishment. I was at a loss, unsure how to atone for the mistake I had made because of my foolish desires. "I'm sorry," I said. *Slap!* A slap landed on my left cheek, the sound so loud it startled me. My ears rang, I felt the hot blood rush to my left cheek, and a bitter taste lingered in my teeth. Sister Zhao's eyes hesitated, but I still couldn't forgive myself. *Slap!* The same feeling returned to my right cheek. I could feel my cheek swelling rapidly, and Sister Zhao 's eyes softened with heartache. As I raised my hand to deliver a third blow, Sister Zhao lunged forward and grabbed my arm. "Don't hit me!" she cried , gently lowering my hand and holding me close. She whispered, "I forgive you." Hearing those words, a torrent of complex emotions surged through me. My nose stung, and tears welled up , rolling down my burning face and landing on Sister Zhao's shoulder. Sister Zhao felt my tears but didn't pull away. She continued to hold me, gently stroking my hair and softly comforting me in my ear. This warmth made me feel as if I were back in my mother's arms . I let down my guard, clinging tightly to Sister Zhao, letting my emotions flow freely. ... After I calmed down, Sister Zhao got up to wash up. I stopped her, didn't say anything, hugged her buttocks, buried my head between her legs, and licked her genitals with my tongue. Sister Zhao felt my sincerity and gentleness, smiled, and didn't refuse. She sat on the edge of the bed and spread her legs. While I was sucking on Sister Zhao's slowly swollen clitoris, my other hand reached for my penis on the bed, but Sister Zhao blocked it , smiling and shaking her head. At this moment, I really wanted to bring the gentle and beautiful woman in front of me to a physical orgasm. I looked at her with firm eyes. She seemed to be moved by my persistence, and my oral service had helped her regain her feeling. She smiled wryly, withdrew her hand, and watched as I put the dildo in my mouth and slowly inserted it into . ... After I pushed hard for more than ten minutes, Sister Zhao finally felt that she was about to come. She gestured for me to lie on the bed , so that she could ride my face and control the rhythm of the final sprint. Sister Zhao pressed her right hand against my forehead, pinning my head tightly to the bed, rendering me immobile. She squatted on my face, wildly thrusting her hips, her lower body pushing and pulling, her labia forcefully pounding my penis against my face . *Plop plop plop plop plop*, the speed increasing. "Ahhhhhh!" No words, only moans. Sister Zhao's riding became faster and faster, her vaginal fluid spraying densely onto my face. I felt incredibly blissful. "Mmm mmm uh, coming, ahhhhhh!" Sister Zhao's body suddenly trembled, her hand pressing down hard on my forehead, a large gush of fluid spurting from her labia, directly hitting my eyes, burning me so I couldn't open them. Sister Zhao abruptly pulled out her penis, sitting directly on my face, her still-spread vagina directly facing...

Streams of vaginal fluid leaked into my mouth, which I devoured like a glutton.

Just as Sister Zhao had predicted, this climax lasted a long time. Sister Zhao sat on my face, panting heavily,
her lower body trembling occasionally, her labia slowly closing under my licking.

After an afternoon of this, a tired Sister Zhao fell asleep with a satisfied smile. I gently helped her remove
her boots and gloves, covered her with a blanket, and quietly withdrew, turning on my computer to write this story.

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