Date: Fri, 1 Dec 2006 07:56:18 -0800 (PST) From: Victoria Subject: Titty LaRue2 My last set completed for the night, I wiped Roland's spooge off my face and titties, freshened my makeup, and joined the patrons of the club out front. As part of my job here at the Spiked Heel Show Lounge my girls and I visit with the gentlemen in the audience after the final performance, allowing them to buy us drinks and helping the club to build it's bar tab for the night. Some of us girls end up going home with men for the night. I don't speculate on their intentions, whether it is for love or money, that is their business. As the headliner I always get a lot of attention, which I love. I meet the most interesting men! Men with money, men with hard cocks, men with deep dark secrets and needs. My titties always attract a great deal of attention. I've had work done on them of course - thanks to the generosity of a wonderful older gentleman.. Mr. Barth took an interest in me when I first started performing here. He loved my breasts, which were coming along nicely thanks to a regimen of hormone shots and pills, but he practically insisted on implants. I actually never intended to get these 42Ds - but since he was paying he felt he could give the doctor his imput on their size. When I woke up and saw them I was quite shocked and a bit upset at first, but I got used to them and the admiration they brought me rather quickly. I first met this older man after a performance and he took me out to dinner. He was quite charming and we ended up back at his place where he made love to me all night long. I felt he had incredible stamina for a man in his sixties. He was distinguished - salt and pepper hair, a still athletic build, and a cock that brought me pleasure. Mr. Barth, I never called him by his first name, loved trannies and wanted to further my career. Dear Mr. Barth was fixated on my new breasts of course, and he took extreme delight in sliding his long thin but still incredibly hard cock between them until he shot his manjuice between them. I was not exclusive to him - I'm not to any man...and he enjoyed watching the younger guys get all hot over my titties. Of course now and then he'd remind some slobbering bar patron that he was the man who bought them for me. He became like an uncle to me - a dear, perverted uncle who I felt obligated to satisfy sexually whenever he needed me. A small price to pay, I think for such luscious titties! Mr. Barth died a year or so ago. You should have been at the wake when I walked in. Dressed in a lowcut black minidress, my boobs bubbling out, with a sassy black hat and a black veil. I strode up to the coffin with a pink rose in my hand, my black pumps clicking as I walked. All eyes were on me as I bent over to kiss him on the lips and leave the pink rose on his chest. His wife, sitting in the front row of chairs was shocked and actually fainted! As I strode out of the room, all eyes were upon me, and one of his sons stopped me as I was getting into my car in the parking lot. It seems his father had told him about me. I lifted my veil to get a closer look at him. He looked very much like his father, and was obviously as sexual. I could see his hard on straining against his suit pants. With a smile I quickly unzipped him and pulled out his hard cock. As I sat there on the edge of my car seat I wrapped my luscious lips around his cock and started to suck. I love having a cock in my mouth, and the thought of sucking my patron's son off at his funeral was just too twisted and tantalizing for words! His cock was rock hard as I used my special talents to bring him pleasure. He reached down and was groping my breasts as my mouth continued its assault on his cock. He was so turned on, in public like that, trying to stand close so no one would know what we were doing, that he shot rather quickly and I swallowed every delicious drop of his hot cum. There was a lot of it!. "You taste like your father! I wonder if you fuck like him? Here's my card, honey." He didn't know what to say, he put my card in his pocket and zipped up quickly as I closed my car door and sped off. I did see him a few months later, and he's been pestering me with flowers and offers of dinner and getaway weekends, He's a hound just like his father was! Ah. Memories... So here I am, at 1 a.m. in the dim lights of the show lounge, having a drink bought by this gorgeous young man seated next to me. I can hardly believe he is old enough to be in here, but I know that the bouncer is diligent about checking IDs at the door. This young man, whose name is Brian, is fascinated with my boobies. Since the light is dim and the room is not packed at this late hour I slipped a strap of my gown off my shoulder. To his amazement my right boob is fully exposed. "Brian, kiss me. You know you want to!" Brian leans over and kisses me on the lips. I force my tongue inside and he responds. It's as if he is swooning submissively at my kiss. I reach down to feel his crotch. He is wearing khakis and I can feel a hard cock inside. It's not very big, but there's something I like about smooth young men. "Kiss my breast, Brian, suck on the nipple!" Brian leans over and starts to slobber. He's actually sucking my nipple like a baby would. I caress his hair. "That's right, baby. So good! That's what you need, isn't it? I can feel how hard your little cock is. Take it out for me, darling!" Brian undoes his zipper and pulls his cock out of his fly, and returns to kissing and licking my breast. I reach down and warp my fingers around it. Just as I thought it's not very big, perhaps four or five inches of rock hard meat. I tickle it and stroke it as I run my fingers through his soft long blonde hair. "Brian, I'd like to show you my dressing room - would you like that?" "Yes, please Titty!" I smile and return my gown strap as he zips up. I take him by the hand, and with a knowing wink to the bartender I take young Brian backstage to my dressing room. When we are inside I see him looking all around at the femininity surrounding him. "Strip, Brian!" Brian does as he's told. I knew he would. I've seen his type dozens of times. As he does so I take off my gown and stand before him in my black bustier, with black stockings and heels. Brian keeps his eyes on me as he tears off his clothes. "Brian, you're so handsome! Your skin is so fair and I love a man with little body hair. Look how hard you are for me!" I take his hand and pull him close, kissing him. He is in my arms as I feel all over his body, pushing my boobs into his smooth chest. I can feel his hard little cock poking between my legs, leaving sticky little tracks on the inside of my thighs. I push Brian down onto the comfy chair in the corner. It is covered with lingerie and a silky robe. He sits back and spreads his legs. I smile and drop to my knees before him. Grabbing a pair of pink silk panties lying near the chair I start to sensually rub them over his cock and his balls. He moans! I lean over and take the head of his yummy little cock in his mouth as I stroke the bottom of his shaft in the smooth silk. He likes it I can tell! I then take the panties and slide one of his feet through the leg opening of the panties. He is breathless as I put his other leg into the panties and slowly sensually pull them up his legs. "Lift your bottom for me, baby so I can pull your panties up and into place!" "Um, wait a minute...I've never done this kind of thing..." "Really, darling? Well be a good boy for Titty!" The panties in place, his cock strains against them. If possible it seems even harder than before! I lean over to lick him through the panties as he moans. I do so love sucking a cock through a pair of panties, getting them all wet with my mouth, feeling a cock strain against them trying to get into my mouth! Sensing Brian's cock is as hard as it will get, and since the panties are completely wet from my mouth I lower the material under his cock, but leaving his balls and his tight little ass firmly pantied. I smile at him, and smirk at the dumb look on his face, and proceed to tongue his cock. Since it's so small it's a delightful size for sucking. I concentrate on the head for a few minutes, digging my tongue into his piss hole, then licking all around the head and sucking only the head at this point. As he moans I then swallow it to the base and slowly suck my way back to the top, making sure to apply pressure to the underside of his cock with my tongue. There's a little vein there that us a wonderful pressure point for my tongue to focus on. Poor Brian is going crazy! He is squirming and I can tell he's bout to cum! "Oh God! Oh God! I'm cumming!" With just the head of his cock in my mouth I take the young man's cum, and there's a lot of it! He pumps a good five or six times and my mouth is full of his spooge. I look up at Brian, who looks a little dizzy. I rise from my knees to kiss him, and force my tongue inside. I pass all of his delicious spunk right into his mouth! He realizes what's going on and it sounds as though he's whimpering, yet he allows me to feed him his own cum and swallows it like a good boy. I smile at him and stand before him. As Brian looks into my eyes I slowly lower my panties and free my own hard little cock. Brian looks at it and knows what is to happen. I pull Brian upright in the chair. I take his hands, put them on my titties and put my cock at his lips. He looks up at me and I push it into his mouth. Brian moans as I fuck his mouth. I can tell he's never done this, otherwise he's a damn good little actor. As I fuck his mouth I feel his tongue start to caress my cock and he becomes a true cocksucker. "That's it Brian, suck my clitty for me! Bring Titty pleasure! You've tasted your own cum, soon it will be time for you to taste mine as well! Suck it, suck it, my little sissy!" Brian's mouth feels so good, as does the pinching of my nipples he is orchestrating! I just love having my nipples pinched and nibbled on! I grab the back of my new lover's head and hold him tight to me as I start to pump into his mouth! "Oooh swallow it, darling, swallow Titty's cream! Such a good boy! Swallow it all!" Brian swallows all of my goo and it feels divine! I pull out of his mouth, my clitty softening and satisfied as Brian falls back into the chair. He is still wearing the pink panties of course. "Darling I want you to keep those panties on. In fact, I want you to start wearing panties all the time! You'd like that wouldn't you?" Brian nods. "From now on you're my little pet, Brian! I want to see you back here tomorrow night, with those panties on! From now on you will call me Mistress Titty. Do you understand?" "Yes, Mistress Titty!" I smiled. Another sissy boy under my spell! TO BE CONTINUED