Sissy Hypno & The Fascinating Return To Porn Part 3

As I approached the room with my cocktail and his glass of water, and as “Gimme More” was pumping out of the speakers in the background, I could see a haze of pot smoke wafting in the air. Daddy was laying on my bed fully nude, his cock was semi-hard, and he was puffing weed with my pipe. He sat up slightly as I walked in, and began to take notice and smile.



“Goddamn, girl! You look beautiful,” he said, which made me smile and feel good. “Stop right there, and give me a twirl, let me see all 360 degrees of you, baby!”



I blushed, and gleefully gave a sissy twirl for him. He started breathing a little heavier, and I noticed he had wrapped one of his hands around his cock and was tugging on like it was a piece of taffy, until it quickly turned from taffy into a beef jerky. He was calmly slapping at his cock as it stood at full attention, and then he gave me my next instruction.



“Twirl around twice more, and when you stop, I want your ass facing me, and I want you to bend over to show me what you got, understand?”



“Yes, daddy,” I said, in the weakest squeaky voice that I could muster, and began to twirl.



It was nice and cool in the house, and I don’t know if there is better feeling on earth than twirling in a satin dress with freshly shaved legs, and feeling the air rush up your dress to your satin encased clit and pussy. It felt so good, and I was having such a gleeful time prancing and twirling in front of daddy like a sexy sissy bitch, that I gave him an extra twirl or two before doing as I was told and stopping with my ass facing him.



“Now, bend over, baby, and grab on to the back of your makeup chair with your hands” he whispered in his deep, ultra-masculine voice, so I did.



“Heaven On Earth” started playing over the speakers, and it felt like the album was synchronized to our activities as Britney started singing,

“Your touch, your taste

Your breath, your face

Your hands, your head

You’re sweet, your love

Your teeth, your tongue

Your eye, you’re mine

Your lips, you’re fine

You’re heaven on earth”



I heard a squeak and knew that daddy was getting up from the bed. I had old wood floors, so I could hear daddy’s footsteps as he moved towards me. I remained bent over, shivering slightly in anticipation. He approached me and I could hear his carnal breathing. He put his big hands on my hips, and rubbed up and down from there to my thighs a few times before lifting up my dress and pulling it up to my back to let it rest.



“Take a few hits of these when I tell you to,” he said, as he handed me the bottle of poppers, to which I agreed.



With that, he pulled my panties down to my knees, and started to kiss and run his tongue along my ass cheeks. He put one hand between my legs, gripping my clitty and girly sack, which made me moan. With his other hand, he pulled the butt plug out of my pussy, pushing it in and out several methodical times, before pulling it totally out.



He quickly replaced the plug with his lips and tongue, and began kissing my pussy like it was a mouth and ramming his tongue into me like it was a cock. At this point in my sissy life, my pussy had only been eaten out once. Daddy Daryl was a lot more aggressive than my other lover, and it felt absolutely blissful as he poked, sucked, and licked my pussy relentlessly.



“Take a few hits on that bottle, girl,” he said, and he immediately resumed sticking his face between my ass cheeks.



I straightened up a little bit so I could take a few sniffs. After doing so, I quickly capped the bottle, and glanced up to see myself in the mirror on my makeup table.