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This story has coerced bi, femdom, mmf themes. Not your thing, move along. Otherwise, get ready to cum…

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After yoga class, I headed out of the front door and a text appeared on my phone a few minutes later.

Suck His Dick if you want to touch my tits…

It was from an unkown number. My dick immedately got hard. I tucked it up in my waistline to disguise it in public. I read the text again.

Suck His Dick if you want to touch my tits…

I walked home and repeated it out loud to myself. I was so hard. I began touching myself lightly. Stroking gently, but not enough to get close to orgasm.

My mind raced trying to think of who could have sent that. I had an ex who had an MMF fantasy. She wouldn’t have texted me as we had a pretty emotional breakup. I searched online for the phone number and nothing appeared. The area code was local, so I would have to cast a wide net in my sleuthing.

I read it again as I rubbed my cock. Thinking of it happening in real life. The first fantasy was a dominatrix in stilettos. She had me on my knees next to her other slave and she said the words:

Suck His Dick if you want to touch my tits.

I pictured her tits and his dick as I jerked ferociously and came all over myself.

I went to sleep dreaming of the domme and her slave. I woke up in the morning and didn’t have any new texts. I got myself up and ready and went to yoga class again. The stuido was doing a challenge to take 21 classes in 21 days. It was day 14 and I was going strong and feeling great. Class ended and I checked my phone messages.

Nothing.

I went to work and halfway through my shift, a text appeared.

I bursa escort started to read it in public and almost dropped my phone. My cock started to get hard and I had to excuse myself to the bathroom. I sat on the toilet in a stall and read the text message.

Suck His Dick and I’ll smother you with my tits…

I thought of my ex again. She had 34C breasts and loved to flaunt them. She was the one with the MMF fantasy, but she also had a cuckold kink.

I started stroking and thinking of her with her lover. His dick in my mouth and her breasts waiting for his cum. Her sweet words.

“Now clean it up” she would say when we role played.

The thought had me exploding in my hand.

I cleaned up and went back to work like nothing happened.

I went home and searched that phrase. Nothing came up. I went to sleep thinking of my ex girlfriend and her lover.

The next day was the same routine. At the end of work on my way home, I got another text:

Suck His Dick between my tits.

WTF. Who was this? Why is this mystery person making me so hard and crazy. My cock was throbbing. I thought of a female friend who I’ve know for years. She has amazing DD tits and is always posting thirst traps online. I’ve jerked off to her breasts countless times over the years. She’s now married. I found a a photo of them together at the beach. Her in a bikini and him in his bathing suit. I started cranking and whispered to myself quietly, “Suck His Dick between my tits.”

I went back to my texts and replied,

“yes pls” with a heart eyes emoji

I came all over myself and went to sleep.

The next bursa eskort morning was much the same but as I was walking into yoga class, I looked at my phone to show the front desk the registration code, a text popped onto my screen.

Suck My Dick if you want to touch her tits.

It was from the same number. I was confused, but also aroused. My heart started to race. I looked up and looking me in the eyes sternly was a guy from class. Saml. He was a few inches taller than me and incredibly lean in a male underwear model type of way. His gaze went to the bulletin board. On it was a flyer that I hung earlier that week for my landscaping business. My phone number was listed at the bottom.

His eyes then went to my obvious erection. I looked down and looked him in the eyes again. He looked down at his cock and then over at his best friend. Natalia was across the room. Her deep dark eyes and 36D breasts had me mesmorized. She looked me deep in the eyes and down at her tits.

I gulped and nodded my head.

They both entered the studio and I finished checking in. I took a space in the back row, which I was hoping would conceal any potential erections. It ended up being behind them making it even hard to stay focused. Was this who sent me the text? It had to be.

The class was painfully long, but it eventually ended. They were the first to leave the class and I took my time, being the last one.

I checked my phone and there was a text with an address for an apartment. It was just a few blocks away. No other words.

I went to the building and rang the buzzer. Upon entering, I took the elevator 8 floors and knocked on door 823. My heart was racing. My cock was rock solid and the door opened with Saml and Natalia from yoga standing there looking at me. They were best friends. Him a gay dancer. Her a single attorney. I was familiar with them, but didn’t really know them. We would smile and say hi in public, but that was the extent of it. She was wearing a tight pleather dress that revealed almost no skin above the knees.

He was wearing only boxer briefs.

Suck His Dick if you want to touch my tits.

She said it. I looked at her. She smiled. Her dark eyes conquered me.

I dropped to my knees. He pulled his underwear down and his large cock popped out. It wasn’t fully hard, but it was already massive. I put his cock in my mouth. I sucked, I bobbed. I licked and sucked more. I felt it grow in my mouth. This was the first time I ever had a cock in my mouth. It was warm, throbbing and attached to this greek god. She was voicing words of encouragement.

“Such a good cock sucker” and “good boy. service him.”

He grabbed my head with his hands and pulled my face deeper. I was gagging. I felt a hand on my right hand. It moved my hand onto vinyl or pleather in the shape of a breast. I thrust my body forward and he came deep in my throat. I gagged. She held my hand on her tit with her hand until the cock came out of my throat and mouth.

“Good boy,” she said. Now go on with your day and think about us.

I put my clothes on and left the apartment. I went to work and was hard the entire time. I couldn’t think of anything all day except for her tits and his cock.

As I was leaving work, my phone buzzed with another text from them.

Come back again at 8 PM. Bring a change of clothes and your toothbrush.

This is escalating fast, I thought.

I went home, showered, packed my bag and went to the apartment.

To be continuted…

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