Lets start with me. I’m a naughty natured BiCD, kept in check by my wife/mistress. At home when its just the two of us, I wear girl clothes always.
We were having an extension built at home – bit of a granny annexe, almost detached from the house. The first morning the older guy (Toby) that had completed the quote turned up with his younger mate (Martin) to start the groundworks. Over the days I built up a rapport with them when I took tea/coffee out to them 3 times a day. Nothing sexy just a guy taking drinks to the workers. They were great guys and not averse to some innuendo – I got the feeling that they might be players in the general scheme of things.
4th morning I took tea & biscuits out to them – and I made a comment that it’s a shame there isnt a sexy waitress to bring them out. The old boy replied immediately; “best get your skirt on then”.
OMG the temptation – I couldn’t get the idea off my mind – mentioned it to my wife and got her approval to play if I wanted to.
Two days later Toby turned up without the lad – he was doing something else that day, so when I took him morning coffee I commented about the lack of sexy waitress again, to which he said “well you in a skirt would be better than nothing ”. That was it the trigger I needed. Indoors after giving him his coffee. I Stripped off, shower & shave (just in case), and put my B cup bra on (only padded a bit), matching panties full cut, a male t shirt and short shorts. Without too much staring, my bra was visible as an outline under my T shirt, and my full cut lace panties peeked out by the edge of my shorts. I was doing my best to keep from shaking as I took him his lunchtime coffee.
As he took his coffee he said “thanks girlie, where the skirt then?” – no mistaking that he had seen my girlie clothes under the male top layer – so I went for it – I changed into a short skirt and femme top, applied my lippy and shoulder length wig. Instead of waiting for afternoon tea break, I sauntered back to the work area, and just stood there for a few seconds until he looked up and saw me. His immediate response was “you are one sexy looking tart”, to which I replied really – prove it.
He moved towards me, I held my ground and just tipped my hips slightly sideways. His hand went straight to my hip, slid downwards to my thigh below the hem of my skirt, and gently back up again, stroking the side of my panties and the bare skin of my hip. I pushed towards him, my tits against his chest, my hips against his groin. His head came gently down and kissed my neck – I just mewed slightly and held onto him.
He turned me around in his arms to I was facing away from him, and cupped both my breasts, as his hips pushed against my bum. Being a tart, I moved forward so I could lean on his workbench, and grabbed it, pushing my bum towards him. He didn’t need a second invitation, and I felt his hand under my skirt, caressing the back of my panties, then I felt the pressure of his hand on my back, pushing me over the workbench.
My short skirt was flipped up over my back, I felt his fingers slide into my panties, and he commented “randy bitch”, as he discovered that I had pre lubed my bum ‘just in case’. His finger slipped in easily. He fingered me for a short while until I turned my head towards him and said “please fuck the bitch”. He didn’t need asking twice, unzipped, and standing proud in no time at all. I felt my panties being pulled to one side, and then I felt the head of his cock pushing against me – he was being very gentle. I picked my moment and thrust back at him, and suddenly he was buried inside me. He gripped my hips, and started to fuck me slow and steady. I relaxed onto the workbench and let him have me. He must have been fucking me for nearly 10 minutes before I felt him tighten his grip on my hips and start to slam into me – next thing I knew he was pumping his cum into me. As he eased off and pulled out he said “I hope the bitch considers herself well and truly fucked”.
MMMMMM was about all I could manage to reply, and slowly lifted myself off the bench and pulled my panties back up again.
Of course I had to tell my wife/mistress when she got home, and as expected I was punished for being a slut, with extra for bareback.
Next day was pretty well a repeat of the first one – Toby’s lad wasn’t with him again. I delivered morning coffee in my little skirt and even before I had put the cup down, Toby’s hand was up my skirt. Only difference this time was that he played with my tits teased my nipples through my bra I grabbed his cock as he played with me, freeing it from his trousers. I felt him push me down, and I knew he wanted me to suck it. I spent a good five minutes tonguing is cock before he hauled me up and said “over the bench bitch”. I laid over the workbench again, no foreplay now, he pushed straight into me and started to slam hard and fast -only 2-3 minutes this time and he was filling me up again. As he pulled out he commented on the red marks on my bottom – I told him that I had been punished for letting him fuck me, and that I would be punished again this evening. He wanted to know all about my punishments and asked if he could watch – I told him I would ask mistress.
I did ask her and her response was “maybe”. The next day I was still in my skirt when I took coffee to both of them – I didn’t expect anything to happen. Toby was quite expressive “Morning Tina you slut”, as I brought the coffee out. Were you punished last night again? “Yes “ I replied and its all your fault (with a smile). Look Martin – this slut gets her bum punished when she gets fucked (Martin went bright red). Show him you bum, slut. The poor lad nearly spilled his coffee as I bent over in front of him. Toby lifted my skirt and pulled my panties up tight so much more of my cheeks were exposed. Unexpectedly I felt a trembling hand gently touch my bottom. I stayed still and let him explore my bum, all over the cheeks, along the edge of the panty line, but not underneath. Feeling naughty at this point I swivelled round and was facing Martins crotch – which was a tent. I leaned forward and started to use my mouth on the front of his trousers, gently nibbling and nipping.
I looked up into his eyes, and held his gaze as I lowered his zipper and released the top button. He helped his cock release from his clothing and as it did I fed it into my mouth. Full on Tina suction – poor Martin lasted about 30 seconds, made a gurgling noise and came in my mouth. I licked and swallowed like a good girl – Toby was by now holding his still cock, I didn’t wait to be told, and laid over the bench. He lifted my skirt pulled my panties to one side and slid into me. I looked round at him and just said “make it rough”, and sure enough he slammed into me and filled me up in a short time. Thinking that was it, I started to get up. “Stay there slut”, Toby said, ten I heard him say, go on lad its on offer – go for it. Looking round I saw that Martin a s a youngster had got hard again watching Toby fuck me, so I wiggled my bum at him. As he approached me I felt his trembling hands again. I looked round at him “Am I your first?” I asked, “Yes” he replied. I tilted my hips up for him, and encouraged him, come in closer, hold your cock and line it up with my hole (that was still relaxed from Toby’s efforts). I felt him push oh so gently against me, and as he did, I pushed back against him and sunk his cock all the way in. I kept still for him, letting him saver the feel of his first CD fuck. He quickly got he idea and developed a rhythm, which got me rocking slowly, and mewing quietly, as I felt him start to push differently. I called to him, faster, use me, fuck me, and with that he pumped me full for the second time that morning.
He relaxed back and immediate fell out of me, so I quickly pulled my panties back into place so I didn’t drip (very unladylike to drip cum). Martin was quite overcome, he thanked me for being his first fuck, and it dawned on me that I wasn’t just his first CD, I was his first ever live fuck – I’d just had a virgin.
I walked over to him and kissed him, and told him he could go first next time.
His face just lit up at the prospect of next time.
They had gone for the day by the time mistress got home, and I knew I was going to be sore after she had finished with me.
She did give me a choice – I could have my punishment now, or tomorrow when they were here I had mentioned that they wanted to see. I wasn’t sure as it was to be more than I usually get because I had been fucked twice bareback. Mistress conceded that if I took it tomorrow in front of them, she wouldn’t punish me again if they had me after the punishment.
So the next morning, I took their coffee out to them and told them that mistress was going to punish me in front of them. “Fuck that’s horny” said Toby.
Mistress came out and joined us, placed a cushion on the workbench, and pointed to it, I knew it was for my hips. I laid over the bench, and she lifted my skirt and tucked it in to my waistband. “Tina, what is the punishment for allowing yourself to be fucked?”, “six strokes of the cane mistress, on my panties”, and she duly gave me 6 reasonably hard strokes of the cane on my panties – im used to it. “Tina what is the punishment for allowing yourself to be fucked bareback?”, “6 more mistress, on my bare bottom to remind me that bare is naughty”. She turned to Toby and said, lower her panties, down to her knees. He did, and had a crafty feel as he did it. Mistress gave me 6 more stokes of the cane on my bare bottom – I really yelped at those.
Good girl Tina, that was for the first one, now for the second one – looking at Toby she said pull her panties back up again. He made a real meal out of making sire they were straight and smooth on my bottom, but when he had finished she gave me 6 more stokes on my panties, again I was really yelping by now. “Martin – take her panties off this time”, and he did. Are you ready Tina, she said, and I knew these would be hard. Yes mistress I replied, and she gave me 6 really hard strokes on my bare bottom, I yelled at the first one, then started to cry, properly crying by the last one.she stood back and left me sobbing on the bench. She looked across to the to guys, both of whom were having difficulty hiding their excitement as what they had seen. Mistress said – don’t just stand there – fuck the bitch while she is crying, she loves it.
Martin had me first – tighter for him this time, followed by Toby.
The extension was quoted to take 8 weeks, they were there for 13 weeks (no extra charges), and I was very sore for most of that time. They’ve been back 3 or 4 times for minor works as well.
