“What did you say? I can’t really hear you,” I teased. I started to fuck him a little faster now. I could feel my second orgasm of the night coming.
“I’m a sissy,” he said, louder this time.
“And who’s sissy are you?” I asked. I grinned, excited to hear the answer.
“I-I’m… your sissy,” he whispered between moans. Then he said it louder, “I’m your sissy. Fuck! I’m your sissy!”
I started fucking him even faster. I moved closer to the mirror. This was a floor mirror, so I was able to walk right up to it. I was so close that I could even see the mist of my sissy’s breath on it.
“And what does my sissy want?” I was getting close. My sissy was getting close, too.
“Oh fuck! Your sissy wants to cum! Oh! Your sissy wants your cock!” He screamed.
That was it. Hearing that, I couldn’t hold it back any more. I dropped my sissy onto my cock one last time. My cock spewed hot cum inside my sissy’s used asshole.
At that moment, he screamed, “Oh! Fuck! I’m gonna cum! Fuck!” His hands flew over the cage, shaking it like crazy. As soon as he stopped and held onto his cock, I reached my arms forwards and grabbed his wrists with my hands, pulling them away from his twitching cock. I wanted my sissy to cum hands-free.
“Oh! Fuck!” His little cock shot one small blast of cum, which hit the mirror. Then another. And one more. Then, his cum just dripped out of his cock and down his shaft, sliding into his own asshole and along my own shaft. It then dripped onto the floor, along with my cum that was now starting to flow out of his abused asshole. My member shrunk out of my sissy’s asshole with a satisfying popping sound, followed by a wave of my hot seed.
I was exhausted, and my sissy was, too. I let go of his hands and grabbed his thighs once again. His legs were shaking. I grabbed him by the hips and slowly set him down.
His legs wobbled a little bit, then they collapsed under him. I caught him before he hit the ground, and I helped him up to his knees.
I grabbed the back of his head and smeared my cock on his face. After I wiped the cum from my cock off onto his face, I rubbed his face in the mirror, too, so that he was covered in his own cum, as well.
Looking at the mirror, I saw a cum-drenched sissy slut. Nothing like the arrogant, stuck-up, rich roommate that I had before. Well, he was still rich, but that did nothing to help him in this situation. He knew that too.
“Look at you. You’re just a sissy slut. You’re not even a man. In fact, I can’t be calling you by your old name anymore. And while we’re at it, I certainly can’t refer to you as a male,” I pondered.
It’s true, I just felt strange thinking of my roommate as a male. She is now a real sissy.
“I’ll call you Terri from now on, I think that’s a very fitting sissy name.”
She looked up at me in the mirror, then broke into a silent sob. I helped her up and turned her around to look at me. She was still covered in cum, and I could feel my cock stirring again. But I think Terri deserved a rest.
“Don’t be sad, Terri, you’re going to be the best sissy there is. And I know that’ll make you really happy.”
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