The Fluffer

890 Days

You came home, your mouth still salty with Jackson's cum. Amanda and Gus were in bed. She was feeding him fresh strawberries. When they saw you enter the room, they both smiled at you.

"I thought we'd try something new, cucky," Amanda said. Gus was wearing his terry clothed robe, which Amanda obviously associated with the man of the house. It was open around his waist, and his big, limp cock was glistening with Amanda's pussy juices. She crooked her finger at you, beckoning you to come closer.

"Breath it in, cucky," Amanda whispered. You leaned down, sniffing the cock. It reeked of Amanda's pussy. The cock, the balls. There was a couple of drops even slowly making their way down his ass crack.

"Smells like a real man's cock, hm?" She was staring at you intently. You nodded, hesitantly. "I want you to get it hard for me. Can you do that, hm?"

You didn't want to tell her you were sucking your boss's cock on the side. You bit your lip, staring at her with big brown eyes. She chuckled and reached into the drawer, pulling out a long, silky black wig. She worked to get it onto your bald head.

"That's better. Men like a mane to grab onto. Now c'mon, fuckdoll. Suck for me," she said. You leaned forward, gently kissing the shaft of the black brute. You tasted her cunt juices on him, poking your soft tongue out, licking his heavy balls. You heard Amanda moan.

"That's a good boy, pussy. Every drop. And I want him stiff as a board to ride."

So you sucked cock in front of Amanda, for Amanda. You tasted every drop of her pussy on that big black cock, and then you sucked on the pole. As it stiffened and thickened in your mouth, you thought about how just over 100 days ago, you'd never sucked cock. And now you'd sucked Kase. Jackson. Gus. You were on your way to hell before you made it to perdition.