BUTTSLUT
That's what his collar said. Elizabeth was sure of it. She was sure of little else about him, so focused was she on his choker. What was he even thinking? This is the center of town, not some sex club, but the fact remained. A fact she simply could not ignore, so upon passing by him she took a few more steps before turning around, ostensibly because she'd forgot something, but definitely with ulterior motives in mind. She started after him, careful not to make her purpose obvious to any onlookers. After closing in she was finally able to get a good look at his backside and just as she'd expect of a person wearing such an ornament she was not disappointed. He was wearing what looked like a high school girl's volleyball shorts, tight and black as they always were. And boy did it put him in a fantastic light. His cheeks were small but taut, his hips narrow, just as a lithe young thing such as himself should be. If he was even out of his teens he surely couldn't have been more than 22. She needed him and would not be refused.
He didn't know it just yet, but his bait had landed a perfect example of his very favorite game. A beautiful and statuesque woman packing at least twice as much cock as he could muster. Her hair was flaming red, appropriate considering, her body lean and her breasts far more than merely ample. She had a sharp nose and beautifully painted bright red lips. He saw her as she passed by, finding her attractive, as most do, but had no idea she'd fallen in line behind him shortly after that passing. That was about to change as he approached the intersection. Northbound traffic was still flowing so he stopped just shy of the curb. Being far more than just a little forward, his pursuer slowed as she approached him, but didn't fully stop till her groin struck his backside.
"Beg pardon," she stammered, belying her intentions as she stood her ground, maintaining the intimate contact.
"S'OK," the young man replied. He instantly knew what this domineering woman was after and he was absolutely down, so he likewise refused to move from his spot. As the pair patiently waited for the crossing light to illuminate he was, well, not quite shocked, but a little surprised, to feel the size of the growing stiffness of the woman's erection as it tested the mettle of her skirt while pressing sharply into his lean young ass. Deciding to fake impatience he started shifting his weight from one foot to the other, almost imperceptibly rubbing his ass against the powerful woman's crotch as he did so. The effect was immediate as the redheaded woman let out a slight moan, her oversized womanhood hardening further. Feeling the response of her impressive member the young man smiled inwardly before stepping into the intersection, the light finally having changed.
Elizabeth followed after a beat, momentarily missing the fact of the light's changing, distracted as she was. It was actually the breaking of contact that had alerted her to the change. She quickly caught up to her sexy mark and his delightful rump about halfway across the street and continued till they'd reached the other side.
"I need to be inside you," she whispered as she leaned down, her lips at his ear. "Have you got a flat or..?"
"HA!" he mocked. "Take you home? To mum and dad? I don't think they'd appreciate."
"Appreciate?"
"Those thoughts swimming around in your noodle, lass. Or, for that matter, that monster hiding under your skirt," the young man continued, his derisive tone unrelenting.
"So you're just a tease, then?" she asked as the pair proceeded down the sidewalk, neither paying mind to anything but the other.
"Not at all."
"Then surely you have an endgame?"
"Actually... follow me," the adorably feminine young man called as he shot back a smile. And follow she did as he meandered down one alley after another till they came out at a slightly more main street. Then out of nowhere he began ascending a metal staircase. Liz almost faltered, but she was able to make the sharp turn before she passed the first stair and followed him upwards. As she did she took the moment to appreciate his rear from the new angle and, as the geometry of his gait shifted, in a new motion. Her mouth watered as she imagined what was about to happen. "And here we are," The young man called as he spun with a flourish.
"But we're still outside, I thought you had a place,"
"Everyplace is a place, lady, relax. It's a nightclub. If it even opens tonight it won't be for another five or six hours at least, no one will be the wiser. Besides," he said with a grin, "don't you like fucking out in the open?"
"You make a persuasive argument," she smiled. So..."
The young man turned towards the balcony, resting one forearm on the solid metal railing. With his other hand he gave his ass a sharp slap before laying it atop his other arm.
"That ass of yours is beautiful, love," Elizabeth purred. "By the way... those your sister's shorts?"
"As a matter of fact they are," he replied with a grin, "don't they make my ass look smashing?" He wiggled said ass alluringly.
"Smash-worthy, perhaps," Liz agreed.
"Ohh, before I forget, use this," he called over his shoulder as he produced a small square packet.
Don't be silly, lad, I'm going in raw," Liz called confidently.
"Would you just take the damned thing, um... who the hell are you, anyway?"
"My name's Elizabeth, but you can call me Liz," She answered. "And what should I call you?" she asked as she reached for the small foil pouch, flipping it over in her hand. She glanced quickly at the gold lettering.
Backdoor Butter (single serving)
She let out a mad cackle at the realization and tore it open. As she began smearing the thick grease on the head of the cock that seemed to have magically appeared from beneath her skirt the object of her current desire lowered his shorts to just below his cheeks, revealing a metallic green colored thong. "You already know my name," he finally answered, "It's written on my collar. Ohh and I thought you'd like to pull this bit down yourself." He swiped his middle finger across the waistband of his shiny thong and blew the beautiful woman a teasing kiss, riling her up even further.
"I ain't got time for that, Buttslut," Liz interjected as she grabbed his thong and pulled it aside, revealing his cute little pucker before she rubbed the remaining bit of Backdoor Butter on it. Wasting no time at all she pressed the head of her cock up against his greased entrance, took a firm hold of his hips and sank herself fully into his tight ass, driving the breath from his lungs with the force of her powerful thrust.
"Oh god," Buttslut whimpered, suddenly questioning whether this was a wise course of action. He felt incredibly full, and being as experienced as one who'd wear a collar such as his, he was able to estimate without actually getting a good look at it that Elizabeth here was packing right around a foot worth of cock. And lucky for him she'd not yet pulled it out to start fucking him properly. He took the moment to draw in several deep breaths, settling himself down and forcing the ring of muscle tightly squeezing the anal intruder to slowly relax. Biding her time, Liz merely rubbed his taut globes as she felt the heat of his insides permeate her rigid weapon. And there she remained, not making any move to continue the inevitable, aside from flexing her cock every few seconds. Just enough to remind her Buttslut that she was there and ready. It was a game to her. Every time she claimed a new sexual conquest she'd force herself in as violently as possible and then just sit there, waiting, her enormous womanhood filling him, no doubt uncomfortably so, till...
"Are you gonna, oooohhh, gonna fuck me or?" Buttslut moaned, bracing himself.
"Thought you'd want one last reprieve before..." Elizabeth slowly began withdrawing herself from her lover and he could feel every ridge and vein as she did. It was a delicious agony. For both of them. Four, six, eight and finally ten inches of her throbbing member was exposed to the cool afternoon air before she halted. "Are ya ready, lad?" she cooed into his ear. He nodded slightly and Liz leaned forward, forcing herself slowly back inside the comforting heat of his bowels. A moment later her hips again made contact with Buttslut's slutty butt. This time where was no pause as she again dragged herself out till just the last few inches remained before sinking back in. "Fuck, do you ever feel divine," Liz groaned. Her lover groaned in reply, but if it was anything intelligible she didn't hear. She kept up the lethargic pace, luxuriating in the feel of her little Buttslut's tight anus massaging every inch of her shaft.
"Holy shit, Liz," Buttslut sighed, "that cock of yours is nothing short of monolithic. I've no idea how I'm even managing."
"Yeah it is," the strong woman agreed, "and it's because I'm going easy. Speaking of... you ready for it?" Anticipating his response Liz pulled herself nearly all the way out of the young man's exquisite rear, only the head remaining, poised for reentry.
"Against my better judgement, I give a tentative yes," Buttslut responded with a weak smile. Liz returned the look as her hands strengthened their grip around his slim waist before she gave a hearty thrust, near as strong as her first, once again bottoming out in the femboy's ass. "Ugh, FUCK!" he groaned as Liz's hips collided hard with his cheeks, a loud slapping sound issuing forth. She again pulled out, but only about half way before driving back inside with vigor. Liz fell into a steady rhythm, punctuated by the loud clapping of her feminine hips against his nearly as feminine backside.
"Oh fuck, lad, your ass is amazing," Elizabeth grunted as she continued pummeling his anus, picking up her pace till she hit a cadence few men could reach, let alone sustain. "Fuck. Fuck. FUCK! Take it you little bitch," the fiery haired woman screamed, caring not a bit if anyone heard her.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck..." Buttslut cried in utter ecstasy as the most powerful cock he'd ever been skewered upon drove him towards orgasm. "I'm gonna hhhhhhnnnnggg..." he trailed off into incomprehensible vocalizations as the fire within him reached its peak. From then on nothing but gasps escaped him as he did his best to merely continue breathing. The first ropes of cum poured forth from his mostly erect cock, pooling in the thong he still wore. The sticky mass collecting within felt disgusting, but he cared not a bit as his climax felt utterly heavenly washing over him.
"It's my turn now," Elizabeth grunted as she gave a couple more thrusts before sinking herself balls deep into the boy's still twitching rectum. The cum boiled up from within her and gushed like a fire hose as Buttslut's well trained depths milked the cock sheathed within. With all the excitement Liz only managed a single surge of cum, but it still amounted to at least thrice what even the most accomplished stud could hope to manage. Satisfied she leaned forward, remaining inside of Buttslut's tender rear as she rested a majority of her weight against him, her gigantic breasts leading the charge.
"Oh wow, that was fucking amazing, but I'm glad it's over," Buttslut purred. "I've never been dicked down so positively before."
"Oh you silly little thing," Liz laughed with delight before she flexed her cock muscle twice. "You don't think we're finished, do you?"
"Oh my god, I can't," he pleaded as he felt her impossibly rigid cock flexing within him.
"You must!" Liz cajoled. "You and that choker started all this, you damn well better finish it. I'll go easy this time, though."
"If I must," Buttslut sighed.
"Turn around for me, though?" Elizabeth asked as she withdrew herself from his well used rectum. "I wanna see your pretty face this time." The cute femboy slumped forward against the balcony railing, his legs unable to support his weight once the load bearing penis was removed from his backside. He sighed as he felt the massive load in his anus start dripping out. Not wanting his clothes to get any filthier he forced himself to his feet and whipped his shorts and thong to the metal grating serving as a floor before stepping clear. He turned towards the beautiful woman who'd just ravaged him, brought a finger to his lip seductively and smiled while eyeing her impressive member.
"Guess I'm ready to-"
Elizabeth lunged forward and picked the femboy up, placing his cute tush upon the railing before stepping forward between his slim legs. Wordlessly she wrapped her arms around him and pulled him back off the railing momentarily before resting his shoulder blades on the warm metal and running her hands down to his hips. She then reached low and grabbed each leg at the crook of the knee and pulled up till his ankles came to rest on her shoulders.
"Grab tight and hold on," Elizabeth instructed. Considering his precarious perch Buttslut complied immediately, wrapping his hands around the tall woman's neck. With her lover in position now she brought her hands under his upper body, grabbed his shoulders and pulled him towards herself. Buttslut was astonished as Liz's aim proved true and her womanhood slid effortlessly into his loose hole.
"You belong there," he sighed contentedly as Liz slowly drew him close. A moment later she was fully inside and again Buttslut let out a sigh. "Stay like that a moment?" he asked softly, a dreamy expression on his face.
"Sure thing, babe," Elizabeth answered gently before giving the cute little femboy in her thrall a tender kiss on the forehead. "God, you are so fucking cute, you know," she giggled as she kissed her way towards his lips. Unable to help her playful naughtiness Liz flexed her cock hard, making it lurch within Buttslut's rear at the exact moment she laid her first kiss on his delicate lips. He really was quite girly, she thought as they started playing games in each others' mouths.
A few moments later Buttslut broke the kiss. "Wow, that was nice." Liz smiled at him. "But could you fuck me now?" he asked with a sly grin. "Maybe a little more gently than last time?" Another kiss was Liz's response as she started slowly withdrawing herself. She couldn't believe how good the femboy felt folded up and holding on for dear life. She wouldn't even need to fuck him hard to get off she thought as she drove back in. Again she chose a rhythm, this time a good deal slower than before and the pair made passionate love. Being an incredibly skilled lover Elizabeth was able to exert command over her erection, causing herself to approach orgasm despite very little actual stimulation as she fucked Buttslut with care the way he wanted. For his part he was letting out an impressive amount of gasps, sighs and moans as Liz worked herself in and out of him, hitting every tender nook and delicious cranny the young man had.
"Your cock is perfection, Liz" Buttslut moaned as he felt himself approach his second orgasm of their encounter. "Here I cum," he sighed as he went limp in her arms and subtly began to shake. Liz kept up the even pace as semen started leaking from the cute femboy's equally cute cock. In just a moment he was spent, his tummy and Liz's fiery pubes coated in a thin film of ejaculate. Content to have given Buttslut a most enjoyable orgasm Liz's naughty side once again reared its head. She stepped away from the balcony and carefully lowered her lover to the grated floor as she pulled herself free of his luscious rear. He glanced up at her through heavily lidded eyes as he watched her start running her hand along the length of her powerful cock. He caught sight of an arrogant smirk and suddenly realized what was coming. "Gonna paint me, eh?" he asked, in such bliss that he quite literally did not care.
"To such perfection that my lovely Raora would be proud," Liz answered before grunting suddenly and letting her first volley fly with such force that it actually overshot Buttslut entirely. Her second was on target, though, landing squarely on his forehead. She shifted her hand as the third load surged forth, splashing down on both of his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. She was quite satisfied with that one as she took careful aim with what she was sure would be the last shot energetic enough to reach his face. Again her aim was true and the entirety landed on his lips. A second later his tongue snaked out and he sampled Elizabeth's seed. It was, of course, delicious. That was another mystery of dickgirls. Their cum just plain tasted better than that of males. In the moment that was a bit of a shame as the last of her orgasm leaked out and onto the adorably feminine lad's tummy where it would probably not be enjoyed. Liz let out one last sigh as her orgasm subsided.
"God, I'm a mess," Buttslut chuckled.
"You sure are," Liz agreed. "A cute mess." She leaned in and kissed him firmly on the lips, the pair sharing her semen eagerly. Liz broke the kiss and looked up, happening to catch a view of the clock on the side of the bank across the street out of the corner of her eye. "Oh shit, I didn't realize the time," she swore. "Umm, I can't just leave you here, though..."
"It's no biggy if you're busy, Lizzy. I can handle myself."
"If you're sure?" Elizabeth asked. He nodded. "Before I go, though... you've got a real name, don'tcha?"
The cute young man laughed. "Yeah, it's Mikey."
"Well, Mikey, I'd love to get in touch again if you would."
Again he laughed before nodding. Elizabeth slipped a card into his hand before getting to her feet and hurriedly leaving. Mikey then looked at the card in his hand.
Elizabeth Rose Bloodflame,
Scarlet Queen of Great Exardia
"The fuck? I had royalty in my ass?"