Sissy on the Beach

By Mysti Blair

“And as for you two...” Lady V looked at Ed and Mercedes and reached behind a partition. Ed gasped. There was the biggest dildo he had ever seen. Bigger than Lady V’s husband, Colin, bigger than anything Ed had ever had in his pussy or ass.
Mercedes elbowed Ed. “Think you can take it?” Once again, he felt competitive.
“Of course I can,” Ed replied.
“Then show me, Lisa.” Lady V patted the bench.
Lady V slid a finger into Ed’s pussy, then rubbed his asshole.
“You’re tight, Lisa, in both holes. The real Lisa must not be a slut, unlike you, right?”
“Yes, Lady V.”
“Well, you’ll need to be loosened up for what I have planned for you.” She pressed the head of the dildo against his asshole. Ed gritted his teeth and felt the muscles relax, letting the girthy object slide inside.
Forgive me, Lisa, he thought as Lady V began to fuck him.
“Would you look at that, a sissy slut never forgets, does she, Lisa? It’s like riding a bicycle, except the bicycle is a cock in your ass.”
“Yes Lady V!” he grunted as she fucked him. Ed heard a buzzing sound and then Lady V was applying a microphone-shaped vibrator to his clit. She clicked it up to the maximum vibration. Then he felt another large dildo, this time poking his pussy.
“Come on, sissy, take it, you know you want it, you know who you are.”
I know who I want to be.
“Yes, Lady V!” He groaned as she shoved the dildo in all the way. When the pussy dildo was thrusting in, the ass dildo was coming out, then she changed the rhythm so both were completely inside him at the same time.
Ed felt his knees start to buckle.
“Lady V can I, can I...” he gasped.
“What is it, slut?”
“Can I cum now, please?” he asked, his voice breaking.
Lady V dropped the vibrator on the ground and used her fingers to rub Ed’s clit.
“Look at yourself sissy, look up.” Ed looked up and saw himself, red-faced with smeared makeup, on the edge of orgasm. Lady V was pressed against his back, watching him in the mirror. The trio of sensations was too much, and as he orgasmed he collapsed, bent over the bench like a rag doll.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Mysti Blair
• Release date: Oct 14, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463218273

Mysti Blair

Just a Canadian girl in the Great White North looking to make things steamy. I've been writing all my life, but just recently decided to take the plunge and write fiction. I'm an adult writing about adult situations, for adults! I have lots of stories coming, so stay tuned!

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Sissy on the Beach

By Mysti Blair

Copyright 2019 Mysti Blair

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this work are 18 years of age or older. This is a work of fiction. None of the characters, situations, places or events are real.

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Table of Contents

Excerpt

Start of Sissy on the Beach

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

About the Author

Other books by Mysti Blair

Excerpt

And as for you two… Lady V looked at Ed and Mercedes and reached behind a partition. Ed gasped. There was the biggest dildo he had ever seen. Bigger than Lady V’s husband, Colin, bigger than anything Ed had ever had in his pussy or ass.

Mercedes elbowed Ed. Think you can take it? Once again, he felt competitive.

Of course I can, Ed replied.

Then show me, Lisa. Lady V patted the bench.

Lady V slid a finger into Ed’s pussy, then rubbed his asshole.

You’re tight, Lisa, in both holes. The real Lisa must not be a slut, unlike you, right?

Yes, Lady V.

Well, you’ll need to be loosened up for what I have planned for you. She pressed the head of the dildo against his asshole. Ed gritted his teeth and felt the muscles relax, letting the girthy object slide inside.

Forgive me, Lisa, he thought as Lady V began to fuck him.

Would you look at that, a sissy slut never forgets, does she, Lisa? It’s like riding a bicycle, except the bicycle is a cock in your ass.

Yes Lady V! he grunted as she fucked him. Ed heard a buzzing sound and then Lady V was applying a microphone-shaped vibrator to his clit. She clicked it up to the maximum vibration. Then he felt another large dildo, this time poking his pussy.

Come on, sissy, take it, you know you want it, you know who you are.

I know who I want to be.

Yes, Lady V! He groaned as she shoved the dildo in all the way. When the pussy dildo was thrusting in, the ass dildo was coming out, then she changed the rhythm so both were completely inside him at the same time.

Ed felt his knees start to buckle.

Lady V can I, can I… he gasped.

What is it, slut?

Can I cum now, please? he asked, his voice breaking.

Lady V dropped the vibrator on the ground and used her fingers to rub Ed’s clit.

Look at yourself sissy, look up. Ed looked up and saw himself, red-faced with smeared makeup, on the edge of orgasm. Lady V was pressed against his back, watching him in the mirror. The trio of sensations was too much, and as he orgasmed he collapsed, bent over the bench like a rag doll.

Sissy on the Beach

Part One

Ed was on the stage at the Leopold Business School. Students sat, rapt, at his feet. The Dean, Beatrice Winslow, was interviewing him about his life in business.

Ed, we’ve covered your career so far; how you started your company, the Wick Corporation, its incredible success, and your recent decision to pay taxes, raise your workers’ pay and give them generous vacation time. You’ve been called a compassionate capitalist. Tell me, what lead you to make these changes?

Ed quickly glanced at his assistant, Lisa, hidden on the side of the stage. She was miming for him to smile, like a parent at a school concert. He broke into a grin that he hoped didn’t look too forced and took a deep breath.

Beatrice, I can’t justify being the one percent of the one percent while the planet burns and people are barely surviving. So my company pays taxes and we give people a living wage, that doesn’t make me a saint, it makes me a decent human being, or at least I hope it does. Have I had to take a pay cut? Yes, of course. The truth is, there is no justification for being a billionaire. Being a billionaire means you screwed many, many people over to get where you are.

Gasps from the audience.

Ed looked out to the students. I’ll I’m trying to do is rectify the trouble that I’ve caused.

The Dean clutched her cue cards so hard they crumpled in her hands. Ed, can I just say that I am... astonished at your candor.

"Well, Beatrice, I just