Cross Dresser Dominated Ch. 01

I never knew his name. I did remember him, however. He had the thickest cock I have ever seen and probably will ever see. To say it was beautiful was an understatement. It was majestic!

Let me backup to the ad I placed on the internet. Where do I start?

Well, I have to confess to everyone my deep desire, no, my deep fetish, about wearing women’s clothing. It started a long time ago. Weekends I would spend at the home of my father’s girlfriend, Anne, in the room to the left at the top of the stairs in her bungalow out in the country.

The middle dresser drawer always had a white long line bra and a full girdle. They were probably older clothing of Anne’s Anne’s; she had thickened through the years and I often wondered if they were there as bait.

I could say I found them eventually but that was not exactly true. I was curious and found them the first Friday night that I stayed there. Unable to resist touching the lycra bodice and bra that I had seen only in catalogs, and even then sparingly, my hands slipped under each article of feminine clothing and my cock rose accordingly.

That first night I only touched the clothing. In weeks to come I would memorize their position and carefully slide then them onto my naked body. Nirvana! The feeling of someone else’s clothing touching my bare skin set me off and I had to, just had to masturbate then and there.

Later I would sleep in the clothing, waking early to the sunshine pouring in the windows, and then quickly place the items back where they belonged, and hopefully in the same position in which I had found them.

I did suspect they had been placed at as bait. Once when we were in the house alone, Anne and once Anne, when we were in the house alone, asked me if she should show me how to pee properly. I should have taken her up on that, I should have. Not because she was a pervert but because she had the biggest knockers I had ever been close to and perhaps it might have led to something else. But I was felt guilty about wearing her clothing and also was very shy.

I’m not so shy anymore. Through the years I have visited thrift stores and purchased used bras, panties, skirts, corsets, dresses. I also knowam also quite familiar with the thigh highs section at Walmart where I routinely still purchase items to cover my legs. I love the look in the mirror and the nylony feel.

So, back to the ad on the internet. After reading a bunch of ads and half heartedly replying to them, teasing the other party as it were, I branched out with ads of my own to see what the response would be. I got so many answers from flakes it almost put me off but I persevered and one day decided to place an ad of my own.

Oh let me back up again. How did I get interested in cocks? Well, you know those adult theaters with holes in the wall, also known as glory holes? , and before Before that there were just doors., I was in one on an out of town trip jacking off to a video and decided to switch to a different booth. As I moved along the passageway a door opened and this male invited me in. I entered and the door swung closed at which time he unzipped and showed me his cock. It was big. He wanted me to touch it but I was too scared and anyway it looked kind of off color so I exited quickly and left the store. Actually I went to a different booth, locked the door and jacked off and then left the bookstore.

But I remember the excitement and I found finding another theater with glory holes. I started to increase my visits to them. The protocol was to go into the bookstore, look at some magazine covers while touching the head of your cock with the hand inside your pocket, that pocket being empty of keys and other stuff for that main purpose. Then, after a suitable length of time looking and touching unobtrusively, the routine was to notice the entrance to the booths and to walk in.

The air was full of the scent of man cum and I found a booth in the middle, meaning there was a hole in either side. Protocol dictated putting a few dollars in the video slot after locking escort bayan ataköy the door. When the machine was fed a red light glowed outside the door to indicate the booth was occupied. I had entered a booth between two red lights and flicked through the channels until I found something erotic. Usually it was group sex or gang bangs that I liked. There were men only vids videos but the pictures on the screen did not do much for me. It was the view through the glory holes that I was most interested in.

There was always a folding metal chair in each booth so I sat down and bent to my left to peer through the hole.

From Using only the light from the video I could easily make out an erection being stroked and my own cock jumped. Did I tell you that I was commando that day, no underwear?. I could feel the moisture at the tip of my cock wet against the fabric of my jeans.

I turned and bent to the right. In the dim light I could see my neighbor to the right had slid his pants down to his ankles, was sitting on the chair, and had his cock in his right hand teasing it and fondling the tip, like I do.

The action on the screen in front of me was heating up and with two cocksa cock on either side of me I sat on the chair and slid my jeans down almost to the floor. I opened my legs wide to and opened my legs, allowing my sac to nestle between my thighs and my cock to spring loose.

Two strokes and I was rock hard. I bent to the left and could easily see the man furiously jacking off. I noticed a and a spurt of white cum loose dribble from his tip, then another, then a third and then a gob cover his hands. He used a Kleenex to clean his cock and hand and slipped it back inside his pants., then Then I heard the door open and as he exited, light shining in the open door.

I stroked, watched the vid, and bent to look at the cock to my right. Once our eyes met as he and I bent at the same time to watch each other. We smiled at out the knowledge that we were voyeurs and soon after both we came in our hands and left.

But I digress., I am a cross dresser or at least someone that gets rock hard when he feels satin and lycra and hose next to his skin.

I got braver and braver at future visits to the glory hole adult theater. and wWhen I felt super randy I would go to one of the end booths, meaning there was only one neighbor, the other side being a blank wall.

I discovered that when you are stroking your rod and feel a breath of air caress your cock, a breath of air that does not exist from any electrical fan or air conditioning, then it is probably the dude next door wanting you to put your cock through the hole. It is like a secret signal and I picked up on it quickly and used it to my advantage from then on.

I was tentative at first, not so much shy, but more safety related. I didn’t want a knife to slice my hard on, no way.

But as As time passed I would respond. When I felt the breath I would stand, drop my pants to the floor, baring my cock, and approach the hole. Pointing at the hole and about an inch from it I would pause. A hand would slide through and fondle my meat, caressing along the underside of the shaft and working my balls, slowly guiding my package closer and closer to the hole. Then I would feel a wetness on the end, the tongue starting to lick and the mouth closing on my mushroom head. I usually lost it then and leaned my body into the wall letting my entire shaft slide into his mouth. Wasn’t very long that I wouldIt didn’t take very long for me to cum big time in the dude’s mouth or into his booth if he stepped back to watch me shooting.

Now and again I blew into the other booth but stuck to stroking the cocks, only once sucking on one and that with a condom. I guess I was scared to. Probably a good idea.

Eventually I would wear a nightie under my clothing and thigh highs, taking my jeans and shirt completely off, to give the guys a show and to feel really slutty. I loved feeling really slutty.

I am older escort bayan bakırköy now and the thought of glory holes and safety issues overcomes the wish to visit and watch cocks coming real time. But I have not given up.

There were several answers to my ad. Three had merit, ten were flakes but I corresponded with them as I knew that is what turned them on. But one was a beacon in the storm I honed in on and was glad that I did.

My ad had searched for someone to host a cross dresser who would take care of the other person’s cock. I did not give more details, except that I have a small cock myself, but impatiently awaited replies.

The beacon had my desires down pat. He responded, “I am 10 miles from you, I wear panties also at times, I have an eight inch thick cock that needs servicing, I am marred and have to be discreet…”

Cutting a long story short we responded several times and I agreed to meet with him and submit to him at 2PM that afternoon.

I was to wear a business shirt, pants, and carry a briefcase to his home. I also had to bring a pair of my wife’s panties to show I was married.

I drove by the home twice before parking on the other side of the street. A white full size pickup truck was parked diagonally in the driveway as he had indicated in his email so I knew I was in the right location. I walked up the driveway and knocked four times on the door in quick succession. My heart was pounding as it opened.

“Come in,”, he told me, pulling the door closed behind me and locking it. He pointed at the door on the left, “My home office, go on in and wait for me.”

The door closed behind me as I awkwardly looked around the room. Not quite square because of the shape of the outside of the house and the big window facing the street., The blinds were drawn, thankfully, but light streamed in from the summer sun.

,the There was a desk, the a computer, the wooden floorthe chair on which he now sat and looked at me, another bigger chair, and a comfortable armchair type to my left.

While I was looking around I heard, “Turn around for me.”

I turned around on the wooden floor and stopped. “Continue,”, he said. I turned several more times.

“Show me the panties you brought me”.

I opened my briefcase and showed him my wife’s panties., “Big girl,”, he said. I nodded.

“Very well, slip into your CD things for me”,,” he said, in more like a command than regular conversation.

“Here?” I asked.

“Here”,,” he said.

“Yes Sir”,,” I answered.

Feeling a little awkward still at being told to disrobe in his presence and to slip on my very private fetish fantasy clothing items in front of him, I proceeded to unbutton my shirt as he watched. I folded the shirt on the comfortable arm chair as he nodded and then unzipped my pants. They joined the shirt and then I sat and removed shoes and socks and . sStanding again, I removed my underpants.

“Wait”,,” he said as I reached into my open briefcase. I waited. “Turn around”,,” he said. “Three times.”

I slowly turned around, aroused at allowing this man, this stranger, to see my naked body, and my cock betrayed me as it thickened and pressed forwards. After the three turns he motioned for me to stand before him. I did. He bent forward and visually inspected my cock and then told me to continue dressing for him.

I started with the thigh highs, pulling them up my thighs to just under my balls. I had earlier thought of pulling on a thong first, to cover my embarrassment, but something about his quiet nature and few words, even if they were controlling words, decided convinced me that I would should slip the panties on last.

The green satin nightie slid over my shoulders, like a short dress, coming to midthighcoming to mid-thigh like a short dress. then Then the orange panties covered by my bulge, although it did not completely hide it from sight.

“Very good,” he said., “Ccome over here and undo my pants”,.” I carefully unbuckled escort bayan zeytinburnu his belt, felt for the catch and then unzipped his pants. and asAs he raised his body I slid the pants down and then off of his bare feet.

By this time my cock was pushing hard against the orange panties, stretching them and I knew there was wet moisture emanating, no gushing almost, from the tip.

He had kept his t-shirt on. It was short and sat at his waist and I was treated to a vision of rainbow striped panties, horizontal striping, the sides pulled high and joined by a wisp of ribbon, as were mine, and obviously filled with an bulging erection bulging.

I licked my lips and waited. He waited for a whole minute, watching me on my knees staring at his bulge. , and tThen he slipped a portion of the top of the panties down to show his also wet tip. He was uncut, and as I breathed deeply he pulled the panties halfway down his thick shaft and was it thick, wow. Half of his cock was as big as my meager package and he was twice as thick as mine also.

“What do you want to do?”, he asked.?

I stayed silent, then said, “Whatever you wish me to, Sir.”

“Suck my cock, but don’t pull it from my wife’s panties”,,” he said. I bent forward and found that the tip was wet. and asAs my fingers pulled it forward and toward my mouth, I remember thinking, I know he’s married and he’s safe as he checked on me before getting this far so I am going to enjoy myself.

I pulled the skin into my mouth, my first ever cock without a condom safely wrapping it. And I was having fun, I even forgot my own cock which went small during the time I was sucking him. After a few minutes he made me stop, and told me to stand in front of him again. I was told to lift my nightie to my waist, which I did, and then he felt my cock through my panties and caressed my nylons. All this time my gaze was fixed to his cock, thick, so thick that the mushroom head tapered upwards and inwards and was effectively was smaller than the girth of his cockshaft.

I felt myself rising to the occasion as he pulled the front of my panties downwards. “You have a really small cock”,,” he said and then continued to disparage my package’s shortcomings. I agreed with everything he said as I was glad to be there.

“Sit in the chair and place your hands to the side and keep them there”,,” he said and I did as directed, my arms resting on the arms of the comfortable chair.

He then pulled my panties over my now hard cock and sort of crouched/ over me, crowding ed over me, as he slid his wife’s rainbow panties down under the base of his sac, his shaved sac, and proceeded to slide his cock along my thigh and rested it where my panties meet my thigh. Then taking a hand he lifted the cloth to the side and rested his hard thick meat along my thigh, just under the hem of my orange panties.

“Don’t move”,,” he said.

He bent further forward and started fucking the crevice between my pubic area and my thigh, his juices flowing and lubricating his fuck area. I did not move, hardly breathed, watching his face close to mine., his His cock cock was pounding into my leg and then he sighed and spurted hot cum juices along my thigh under the panties. He jerked a few times, obviously unloading all his juices and then smiled as he exited his fuck cunt hole. Standing in front of me, his balls now showing indisplayed in all their glory, all tight and pulled up close to his body in orgasm.

“Now”,,” was all he said.

I leaned forward and licked him clean, a first for me.

He slid his cock back into his panties and motioned for me to stand.

“Do you want to cum”,?” he asked.

I nodded. Big mistake.

“Then get dressed, no, over your sissy clothes, and go out to the car and before you drive off you better pull out your tiny cock and jerk off and when you get home you can email me and tell me how you did it.”

Humiliated and disappointed at not cumming in front of him, I dressed, followed him to the door, and got into my car and drove off, forgetting my chore to beat off before I left.

I never did go back although my presence was requested. I will always wonder about the thick eight in the rainbow panties so close to my home and also wondered how many visitors would be treated to his special way of cumming on someone else’s body.

Today I submitted another ad, in hopes of finding him again……

Dear Karen Pt. 03

04.04.09

Dear Karen,

Since my last letter, I have finished transforming BJ’s appearance. I went back to see Denise and she took me on a little shopping trip. We got some great “curves” for BJ and he fills out his clothes much better now. BJ looks and acts very feminine, is becoming a good cook and keeps the house spotless and maintains our clothing to a high standard. BJ has also become quite the clothes hound and is running up my credit card bills buying clothing for both of us. As it turns out, BJ’s artistic eye can tune in on fashion quite well so his purchases are spot on. I no longer have to give a thought to shopping to maintain my wardrobe. In spite of all his duties as a homemaker, he has even found a little time for his painting. Amazingly, even his painting seems to have improved as a result of my taking control and creating his new role as my sissy husband. His paintings have taken on themes exploring his feminine side and depict males at various stages of feminization and in situations where they are subservient to their female partners. Life has been much easier for me and BJ is much happier than William ever was. The only thing missing from my life was sex.

A few nights ago, I was feeling pretty mellowed out and began to think about my tryst with you, which made me very horny. I so wanted to feel your eager and experienced lips and tongue playing on my body and pleasuring my wet vagina dripping with sweet, slick girl honey. I looked at BJ and thought why couldn’t this beautiful she-male be my lesbian lover. The more I thought about it the more aroused I became. I got up and took BJ’s hand pulling him to his feet and led him toward the bedroom. When we reached escort bayan topkapı the bedroom, I pulled BJ around in front of me as I leaned back against our rather high bed. I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him toward the floor. I wasn’t sure how he would respond but I think he felt the urgency behind my gentle downward pressure on his shoulders and complied.

When he was on his knees in front of me I pulled my gown up around my waist and spread my legs farther apart. I looked down into BJ’s eyes and told him to make me come. His eyes shifted to my crouch and then he leaned forward and began kissing the inside of my thighs. Not nearly as well as you did Karen but I did so enjoy it. He soon began nuzzling my pubic mound and sniffing of my woman hood through my panties. I told him to pull my panties off and he did. I then leaned back more, reached down and took his head between my hands and guided his face into my pussy. Soon he was licking my pussy lips and sucking on my clit. I told him to thrust his tongue into my pussy and tongue fuck me. Karen, he never resisted or balked at anything I commanded. He was as compliant and obedient as one could wish for. Watching the top of his head moving between my legs and feeling him respond to my every command was exhilarating. I have never felt so in control and powerful in a sexual relationship as I felt while BJ was on his knees bowed before me eating my pussy. I think it must be how men feel when they have a woman kneeling before them sucking their cock. What a power trip and so sexy!

I was so horny and so aroused that I could hardly wait to have an orgasm. I grabbed escort bayan fatih BJ’s head and pulled his face tight up against my pussy and pinned his head between my legs. I then began to thrust my pussy hard into his face and telling him to stick his tongue in deeper. I could feel his tongue sliding around in my slick cunt like a hot little dick. Whenever my hips pulled back a little for a new thrust I could hear BJ gasping for a breath of air. I was so turned on and so intent on reaching a climax I didn’t care if he suffocated. Shortly, I had an intense wave of orgasms that nearly caused me to pass out. I’m sure all the neighbors heard my screams of pleasure. I collapsed back on the bed exhausted and began to gently rub my tits to prolong the intense pleasure that was cascading through my body. I felt BJ slip a way and heard him fall back on the floor gasping.

Shortly, I sat up and looked down at BJ. He was lying there on the floor beside my bed. His mouth and nose were wet with my pussy juices. I saw movement and looked down his body and saw that he had hiked his skirt up exposing his nylon panties. His panties were stretch by his hard cock pressing to find a way out. I made a mental note that the next item on our shopping list would have to be a gaff to maintain a proper female profile between his legs so he wouldn’t stretch out his panties. His hands had moved to his bulging cock as if to masturbate. I told him emphatically to stop. His hand jerked back from where it had been caressing his cock through his panties. I told him that he was not to play with my toy unless I gave him permission. He just lay there passively with escort bayan aksaray his hands at his side, while he licked my juices from his lips.

Still in the mood for some more sex play, I slid off the bed and onto the floor beside BJ. I reached over and took the waistband of his panties and pulled them down part way. His rigid cock released from confinement leaped out and stood erect. I sat and admired my toy for a few moments before I began to play with it. I ran my finger nails slowly up the underside of my toy from its base to its tip. I was thrilled to see BJ shudder at my ministrations. I continued this for a few minutes and then took his balls in my cupped hand and gently rolled them around, which caused BJ to thrust his hips into the air. I could see little globs of pre-cum oozing out of the tip of my toy and decided that I wanted to see it erupt.

I took my toy in hand and began squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing it almost as if were a cow’s tit being milked. I was soon rewarded with several spasms and a generous amount of hot, sticky cum. The first spurt went straight up in the air and came down on BJ’s abdomen. I moved my hand over the head and the remaining spurts splashed against my palm and then slid down the shaft. When BJ quit moaning, I told him to sit up. He sat up and looked at me out of eyes that were drooping with exhaustion. I told him that he had made a perfect mess of my hand and that he should clean it up. I held my hand covered in cum out to him and gave him a one word commanded — “lick.”

Karen, I almost came again myself sitting there watching him eat cum from my hand. When he had my hand cleaned up, I scooped up the cum on his stomach and fed that to him. After that I ran my fingers up my toy’s shaft and got the excess off it and then milked the last few globs from the head into my hand, which BJ dutifully slurped and licked up. Sex was back in my life and better than ever. We both crashed into the bed and were soon sound asleep.

Love,

Davida

To be continued…

Blackmailed Pt. 06

I woke up once again, right next to Hannah in my bra and panties to the sobering thought that I had to be a boy tomorrow. The thought killed me. I didn’t want to go back to being a nobody after the amazing time that I had this past weekend. I was the center of attention as Bambi, everyone wanted to get to know me, well fuck me, but same thing.

I sat up from Hannah’s bed and figured that I better return to being Jonathan. I took a shower, removed my makeup, and put on the clothes I had been wearing before Bambi had become a real person. It felt so fucking weird. Everything felt wrong and uncomfortable. Bambi’s clothes were soft and silky and felt amazing to the touch, but these clothes were rough and coarse and just felt wrong.

I emerged from the restroom to Hannah laying on her bed.

“Where’s Bambi?” she asked.

“I think she felt it was time to go,” I said.

“It’s all right. I’ll see her real soon,” Hannah said with a smile.

“I hope so,” I said.

“Before you go I want to give you something,” Hannah said.

“Sure,” I said.

Hannah got up from her bed and went into her closet. She emerged with a duffle bag and handed it to me.

“I know that Bambi had to go, but I want her to come back whenever she wants,” Hannah said.

I opened the bag to an assortment of girly things. Everything from dresses, to bras and panties, to makeup were in the bag. Everything I needed to be Bambi.

“I don’t know what to say,” I said as I moved to hug Hannah.

“You don’t have to say anything baby,” Hannah said hugging me back.

“I love you Hannah,” I said.

“I love you too baby,” she said.

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I had just walking in the door to my house when I was already being questioned.

“Did you have fun this weekend?” asked my Mom.

“Yeah,” I said, “I did.”

“Well good because we’ve been worried sick,” said Mom.

“Look Mom. I know you worry about me, but I’m 18. You have to let me be an independent man.” I said.

“As long as you live under this roof, you will always be my little boy,” said Mom.

I walked upstairs to my room. I knew my Mom wasn’t going to let any of this go and decided that I would have to be smart about Bambi. My Mom has always been nosy about my life and I knew that wasn’t going to change now.

I put Bambi’s duffle bag in the closet and laid on my bed. This lasted only a few moments and I retrieved the duffle bag and threw it on the bed. I locked my bedroom door and began to sift through the bag. Two pairs of heels, 5 bra and panty sets, 2 pairs of stocking, 5 outfits, my wig, and a little bag full of makeup. How did she fit all of this shit in here? At the very bottom of the bag I found a dildo. Hannah knew me too fucking well.

I somehow managed to fit all of the stuff back in the bag and put it back in the closet. I needed something to clear my mind so I decided to take a bath.

I lowered myself into the tub with a thousand thoughts running through my mind. What did all of this Bambi business mean? What did I want to do about it? Did I want to be Bambi full time? I definitely passed as a girl but does that mean I want to get rid of Jonathan altogether? Did I want a sex change?

The bath wasn’t doing much to calm myself so I decided to preoccupy myself by shaving. I grabbed the shaving cream and a razor from the table of stuff that was just next to the tub and lathered up my legs.

I didn’t realize how much I liked smooth legs until I had them. Everything felt different with shaved legs. It took a few minutes to shave each leg and then I moved on to the other parts of my body. Shaving was much easier the second time round without all that hair. I was in the middle of shaving when I heard a knock on the bathroom door.

“Is everything alright Jonathan? You’ve been in there a while,” said my Mom.

“I’m fine, just lost track of time,” I said.

“Alright well dinner will be ready in 15 minutes so hurry up,” she said.

I quickly finished up shaving and emerged from the tub.

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“Well I’m sort of working on a group project with someone so I won’t exactly be around that much,” I said. “It requires a lot of long hours.”

“Well what sort of project is it?” asked my Mom.

“Astronomy,” I said. “It’s the sort of thing that needs to be done at night, so if I’m not around, don’t be surprised.”

“I didn’t know you were in Astronomy,” said my Dad.

“Yep. Well I am,” I said.

“Well just make sure you let us know when you won’t be home,” said my Mom.

“Sure, no problem,” I said.

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I was laying in my bed as I started to think again. I had just freed up some evenings for Bambi so that was good. But what would I do with them? I could hang out with Hannah, go to the gloryhole, there were a number of things I could do. I needed to decide what I wanted.

I wanted to live freely. I want to be free of escort bayan taksim my parents wanting to know where and what I’m doing. I needed to live either by myself or with a friend. I could live with Hannah. Hannah’s parents would surely start to ask questions and they would probably not be very keen on the idea of some strange girl living in their house. I needed my own place.

If I wanted my own place that meant I needed money, a job. An idea suddenly clicked into my head.

I looked in my duffle bag but I couldn’t find it. I needed to text Hannah.

I texted, “Hey I need to know Carl’s number.”

Hannah responded almost immediately, “What for?”

I texted back, “I need to make money. I need to be free.”

Hannah texted back with Carl’s number and a note that said, “Be careful.”

I called the number and asked for Simba, just like Carl had said.

“Hello,” said Carl’s familiar voice.

“Hey, this is Bambi,” I said.

“Bambi, nice to hear from you. What can I help you with?” he asked.

“I need to make money, I need to change the way I live,” I said.

“Well that’s no problem. When are you free this week?” Carl asked.

“Umm I’m not sure, I can probably be available a couple nights this week,” I said.

“What days?” Carl asked.

“It doesn’t matter,” I said. “I can get free any night.”

“Wonderful,” Carl said. “So like I said you can make about $600 per client depending on the client. How many clients would you be willing to see in a night?”

“Umm, how many do you think I could see in one night?” I asked.

“You sure do have some work ethic Bambi,” Carl said. “You can probably see about 3 or 4 in a night, depending on the service they request. Obviously, they are paying for your time, so the longer they request your service, the more you will make.”

“Alright so when do I start?” I asked.

“How about tomorrow night?” Carl said.

“Done,” I said.

“Great, I’m gonna need you to come by here tomorrow first so we can chat,” Carl said.

“No problem, I’ll be there around 3,” I said.

“Great, I’ll text you the location,” Carl said.

“Thanks,” I said.

“I look forward to working with you Bambi,” Carl said.

I hung up the phone, thrilled. After one fucking week, I could make enough to move out of this damn house and live by myself, as Bambi. How fucking great was that?

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I was unsure whether or not I should show up to Carl’s as Bambi or not. I knew that I wanted to show up as Bambi but was unsure how I was going to become Bambi. I couldn’t get dressed at home, my mom was there. I decided I would get dressed in my car.

Underneath my boy clothes, I wore the lingerie that I had chosen to wear that day. I went super sexy knowing that I was going whoring myself. I went with the lacy black lingerie set Hannah had given me, along with some thigh high stockings. All of this was under my jeans and my baggy sweatshirt.

Once I had driven a few miles away from my home, I pulled over into an empty parking lot and began to ready myself. I pulled out the duffle bag I had brought, which had my wig, makeup, and outfit inside. The first thing I did was put on my wig so no one just passing by would think anything weird of a guy putting on makeup in a car. I was finding it very difficult to get dressed inside my tiny Ford Focus so I opted to get out of the car in order to strip and put on my outfit. It took no time to take off my boy clothes and before I knew it I had pulled my pink mini-skirt up to waist and had put on the tight blouse that showed off the my tiny amount of cleavage.

All that was left now, was my makeup and I applied in no time at all and after just 10 minutes in the parking lot, I was pulling out in order to head to Carl’s.

As I was driving down the highway, my mind began to wander as it had done a lot these past couple days. My life had drastically changed over the past few days. Last week I was a normal boy, with normal boy issues like trying to figure out when to jack off to porn. Now, I’m trying to find time so that I can go suck cock and get fucked, like I watched so many pornstars do on the internet.

I started getting a little aroused at the thought of sucking cock. By my count I had sucked around 15-25 cocks over the course of the past weekend. That was just in one weekend! There are probably pornstars out there who don’t suck that many cocks in a week! Then a crazy thought hit me, what if I was a pornstar.

It wouldn’t be the worst thing possible. No one would recognize me and even if they did they were the ones watching crossdressing porn, so anyone that knew me would instantly want to fuck me. This wasn’t beginning to sound like a bad idea.

My reverie of being a crossdressing cockslut pornstar was suddenly broken by flashing blue lights in my rear view mirror. Shit, fuck, this was not good news. I was going to have to show this cop my license but I looked nothing like escort bayan beşiktaş my picture. Instead I was dressed in my ‘please fuck me’ outfit, on my way to have sex for money. I pulled the car over, more nervous than I have ever been.

The cop approached my vehicle and reached the window which I had already rolled down. “License and Registration, ma’am,” he said.

I acted a little taken aback, “Sure no problem,” I said. On the inside I was terrified. I knew this cop. This was my dad’s friend, Bradley Corbett.

I reached into my purse to retrieve my license and reached across to the glove compartment for the registration. I handed both documents over to the officer.

The officer looked at the license and looked at me, he did this a few times, coming to terms with what happened.

“Surely, this must be some mistake,” Officer Corbett said.

“No sir,” I said.

“You mean to tell me that you really are Jonathan Alonso?” he said. “The son of Reed?”

“I actually like to be called Bambi?” I said.

“Does your father know about this?” he asked.

“Know about what?” I asked back.

“This,” he gestured toward me. “This whole ‘Girl’ thing”.

“No, and he isn’t going to find out,” I said.

“I’m sorry Jon. . . Bambi. But I have to tell him,” he said.

“No you do not!” I said. “Do you know how new this is to me? I hadn’t put on a dress or a pair of panties until Friday. I hadn’t done anything remotely girly until Friday. I am still trying to figure all of this out and I am not going to have you ruin any of this for me!”

“Wow. . . Sorry. I didn’t know. What awakened this side in you?” he asked.

“I don’t think that is any of your business,” I said.

“Well maybe I can help you work through some of this stuff. There’s also still a chance that your father does find out about this,” he said.

“I don’t think I feel comfortable sharing all of that with you,” I said.

“You have to give me a little something here Bambi. You can’t expect me not to ask questions,” he said. “What’s up with this outfit then? Because forgive me for saying so but it’s a bit slutty”.

“Well thanks for being delicate. I’m going to a meeting type thing,” I said

“What do you mean? Like to see a guy? Are you gay too?” he asked.

“I don’t think that’s any of your business,” I said again.

“I caught you driving down the highway, going 10 mph over the speed limit in a pink mini-skirt, with heels and a wig. Do you really think that you have any power here?” he asked.

I knew he was right but I didn’t want to admit it. “Yes to see a guy,” I said.

“So you’re gay?” he asked.

“It’s complicated,” I said.

“Do you enjoy having sex with men?” he asked.

“I don’t want to answer that,” I said.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” he said pausing for a moment. “I hate to say it but I have to tell your father about this. I would want him to do the same thing if it was my son.”

“Please you can’t do this,” I said, “It will destroy him and my mom”.

“I’m sorry but I have to,” he said.

“Please don’t! There has to be something I can do,” I said.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

I started to pout a little. If he told my parents my life would be over. I would die of shame. “I just. . . I just want to find out whether being a girl is what I want before I let them know,” I said through my sobs.

“Let me ask you one more question and depending on your answer, I may not tell your parents,” Officer Corbett said.

“Alright,” I said still sobbing.

“Have you given a blowjob and if you have, did you enjoy it?” he asked.

“I don’t wanna answer that,” I said as I wiped the tears away from my eyes.

“Answer the question or I tell your parents,” I said as I started to cry a little bit more.

“I. . . I. . . I. . .” I stammered.

“Bambi, answer the question please,” he said.

“I do,” I sobbed. “I like giving blowjobs”. I started cry even more after admitting this.

“That was very brave of you sweetie,” he said. “Now why don’t you follow me”.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“Somewhere a little more quiet,” he said.

“For. . . For what?” I asked.

“I think you know,” he said.

“But you’re married,” I said.

“Well if you liked girls, you would know that not all women like putting their mouths all over a man’s penis,” he said.

“Ok but why do you want me to give you a blowjob?” I asked. “I’m not a real girl, isn’t this like gay or something?”

“No it’s not gay at all,” he said. “You’re more beautiful than most of the women I’ve even been with, including my wife”.

“Do you really mean that?” I asked.

“Absolutely. You’re one of the most attractive women I’ve ever seen,” he said.

“Thanks,” I said as I blushed a little.

“So you’ll do it?” he asked.

“I guess so. Only as long as your promise not to tell anyone anything,” I said.

“Not a problem, I probably have more to lose by doing this anyways. How would escort bayan etiler people react if they found out about getting a blowjob from a guy dressed as a girl?” he asked rhetorically.

“Fair point,” I said.

“Alright follow me,” he said as he handed me back my papers and went to his car.

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We had wound up in a very secluded, wooded area. There was absolutely nothing around us and the fear of being caught was definitely out of the window.

I got out of my car because I needed to be at Carl’s very soon and I didn’t want to be late.

“How do you want to do this? In the car, out here?” Officer Corbett asked.

“It’s gonna be cramped in the car, how about out here?” I asked.

“Fine with me,” he said as he began to walk over toward me.

“Give me just a second,” I said.

I remembered there was an old towel in my car so I went and grabbed it and laid it on the ground.

“Good thinking, wouldn’t wanna get those knees dirty,” he said.

I kneeled down in front of Officer Corbett as he began to undo his big police belt. Within a few seconds his pants were around his feet and I was face to penis.

“Wow,” I muttered as I realized that his cock was about 8 inches and it was still soft.

“Thank you,” he said.

I wasted no time because I still needed to get to Carl’s. I took his cock in my mouth immediately in order to get it hard. It didn’t take much and soon the cock was standing at full erection at about 9″. He didn’t grow much but it didn’t matter. His cock was still huge.

“Do you know when the last time my wife took my cock in her mouth was?” he asked.

“Nuh-uh,” I mumbled as I was taking his cock into my mouth.

“3 years,” he said. “My wife thinks blowjobs are gross and that women who give them believe that they should be completely submissive to their husbands”.

“Mmm,” I mumbled through the cock in my mouth.

As I was taking him in and out of my mouth I began trying to make eye contact in order to turn him on a little bit more.

“It’s so sexy to see your blue eyes with my cock in your mouth,” he said pausing for a few moments. “My wife just doesn’t get that blowjobs aren’t about feminism or anything, they’re about pleasing your partner”.

I was growing tired of Officer Corbett go on about his wife. I took his cock out of my mouth so that I could remove my blouse. I also hiked up my skirt to my stomach so that to him it was just a girl in her bra and panties sucking on his cock.

“Could you stop talking about your wife please?” I asked.

“Oh yeah sorry,” he said.

“Just focus on the sexy, 18 year old girl that is on her knees right in front of you,” I said.

I then returned to taking his cock in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the tip like it was an ice cream cone. After doing this I then began to bob my head up and down in a motion that I had become very familiar with the past few days.

I needed to be fast with this cock so I began working at an unbelievable pace.

“Whoa, what’s the rush?” the officer asked.

I took his dick out of my mouth momentarily. “I have somewhere to be,” I said.

“Alright well just keep doing that and I’ll be done soon,” he said.

I continued what I was doing and he was not lying. Before I knew it cum was spurting from his cock and landing in my mouth. I cherished his cum as I had done so to many guys before him. It was just so fucking hot to have a guy cum in my mouth.

After he finished cumming he began pulling up his pants. “That was amazing. I don’t remember blowjobs being this good,” he said.

“That’s because I am the queen of blowjobs,” I said.

“I can’t argue with that,” he said.

“So where are you heading to?” he asked.

“Don’t worry about it,” I said.

“I just came in your mouth, I think we’re a little past secrets,” he said.

“If I tell you will you promise not to arrest me?” I asked.

“Well now I have to know,” I said.

“Well I really need money because I think I wanna move out of my parents house so an opportunity to make money presented itself,” I said.

“What opportunity?” he asked.

“Well, I’m gonna be a call girl,” I said.

“Didn’t see that coming,” he said.

“The money is really good,” I said.

“I’m not judging. I hope that you can live the life that you want to,” he said.

“Wow. . . Thanks a lot. You’re a lot more understanding than I thought you would be,” I said.

“No problem,” he said with a smile.

“I’ll tell you what, how about I put my number in your phone and anytime your wife doesn’t want to put her lips around that monster of yours, text me,” I said.

“Are you serious?” he asked.

“Yeah why not?” I said. “I’m always looking to have a little bit of fun”.

“You’re a pretty amazing person Bambi,” he said.

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I walked in the door of the building that Carl told me to meet him. I was greeted by a receptionist which was a little weird.

“How can I help you?” she asked.

“Umm yeah. I’m here to meet Simba. I’m Bambi,” I said.

“Oh of course. Just down at the end of the hall,” she said.

I walked down the hallway and knocked on Carl’s door.

“Who is it?” Carl asked.

“Bambi,” I said.

“Come on in. I’m just finishing up,” he said.

A Favor for My Best Friend Ch. 02

He put a firm hand on my back and bent me over the counter sink and he spread my legs open and took me from behind.

What I had thought would be only a one time thing had turned into an almost daily fuck, except it was Michael doing all the fucking.

He grabbed my waist as his cock slid in an out of my hole (which was no longer virgin tight thanks to him) I bucked my hips to his motion and my balls which hung beautifully in the summer heat bounced on the counter as his slapped against my ass.

My parents had walked in on us when Michael was deep inside of me on the couch, the very first time he first fucked me. Not expecting to be having sex, I hadn’t paid proper attention to the time and should have known they’d be back.

After seeing me giving my ass to my best friend, my parents both respectively left the room to let us compose ourselves. As turned on as I had been, I was scared now. And worried. I jumped up and put my clothes on in a panic.

“Hey” Michael said, he grabbed my shoulders with his muscular arms “don’t panic, it’ll be okay” he hugged me against his naked body. Me only having my shirt on.”I’ll talk to them.” He slapped my ass and put on his clothes and calmly walked out to where my parents were.

I was too scared to follow but I listened to him talk. “Mr and Mrs Peters I am so sorry for what you just saw me doing to your son” he said.

“I just want you to know it was all my doing and Franky was just being a good friend by letting me do things no friend should never as of another friend.”

I didn’t hear my parents reply for a long while until my mother said “thank you for your honesty Michael.” And he left. They began to come inside. I had to hide! I couldn’t face them.

I ran to my room and pretended to sleep. Soon my door opened. “Franky?” It was my mom thank god. “Franky you have nothing to be embarrassed about.”

I looked up at her. “I can’t believe you saw me doing that. I can’t believe I did it!”

“Franky are you… Gay?”

“No!” That was the second time I’d been asked that today.

“Sweety then why did you let him do that with you?”

“I don’t know mom. He asked okay?”

“And you said yes?”

“At first all he wanted was to touch my breasts. I told you I wanted to get them removed.”

“The doctor said you can make that decision once you’re twenty one, and besides if you wouldn’t be so insecure, I think they’re a beautiful part of you. You don’t think they look bad on me do you?”

“… No, but yours are fully developed and you’re meant to have them. Besides you can wear a bra so they look nicer. My nipples always show through my shirts.”

“Well you’re welcome to use my bras if you’d like”

“Mom, I don’t want to look even more like a girl.”

“I’m just saying, it’s your choice. If you an Michael are going to keep-” “No mom. It’s not going to happen again!”

Boy was I wrong. No matter how I tried to prevent it, Michael always turned any situation where we were alone together into a hook up. I was turned on feeling his dick deep inside of me and began to jack off into the sink, as I had many times in the past imagining this exact situation (though not with Michael).

It was true I wasn’t really attracted to him, he was muscled from head to toe with definition like no man I’d ever seen, yet slim. But he wasn’t my type. For one, my type was women: dark haired dainty women. but if i had to go gay, my type was escort bayan mecidiyeköy Jose, the beautiful dark skinned guy of my dreams. Not this white muscled boy plunging his cock in and out of my furry bubble butt.

But as much as I thought that, I did enjoy the sex. Michaels many and current girlfriends must have taught him much about the art if sex. His meaty head stroking my prostate and my hand moving up and down my own smooth dick made me cum like never before. A huge wad hit the mirror covering the face of my reflection in white dripping goo.

The rest of my cum emptied into the sink, and thank god! What spurted out was bad enough but then what seemed like a white flood rushed out over my hand. It would have been a pain to clean!

My ass tensed up around his six inch cock as I orgasmed and he kept fucking me as hard as ever. He was outlasting me so much these days, it always hurt more after I came.

I licked the cum off the mirror, and waited for him to finish. It was a long time. All I could think was how badly I needed to stop this. To do that I would need to stop being alone with him. Finally he pushed my head up against the mirror.

“You read bitch?” He whispered hotly in my ear. He had to whisper to not wake his sleeping parents. I nodded. I was very ready for this to end.

He tensed and squirted, tensed and squirted. Moaning as he did, wen he finally pulled out i felt an amazing feeling of relief: the greatest part of anal sex, leaving you to want even more.

“Fuck man” he said “I can’t get enough of your ass! One of these days you should shave that thing for me.”

“Are you kidding!? I’m so hairy shaving is a bitch and it grows back so fast” I asked.

“Just your ass!”

“That’s the worst part, I sit on that.” Even though I protested, I now felt insecure as though I should shave it.

“Alright fine whatever” he groaned. We both went back to his room an fell asleep like nothing had happened.

The next day Michael asked if he could come over to “hang out”. I lied and told him Sean was coming over, and he accepted. I couldn’t have Michael over to my house! After they caught is fucking I’d been lying to them about who’s house I’d been staying at.

I decided I might as well see what Sean was up to. I called him and as always he was eager to hang out, especially having just recently broken up with his long term girlfriend.

“Hey Frank” he said when he came over. I found myself checking him out for the first time. He was taller than Michael or I with nicely muscled arms and chest, not ripped like Michael.

“Hey Sean! Come in!” I could even see his soft cock hanging in his soccer shorts.

It was nice to have a real friend over again not just Michael who wanted only my ass and tits.

We sat around and talked as usual, Sean was really upset about being single now. My parents were out drinking at some party, when they came home I think they were glad to see me with a different friend and to see is clothed and my ass cock free.

After they went to bed, Sean wanted to show me a funny movie on YouTube. I got out my computer and it started up to the login box. Sean waited as I put in my password. When I finally did, flesh popped up on my screen to my horror. I saw a guy on his knees getting another guys cock rubbed all around his lips before finally taking it in his mouth.

“Oops” escort bayan fındıkzade I said clicking the x on the screen. Ever since Michael fucked me id watched nothing but gay porn, and i now remembered putting my computer into hibernate the last time. without closing!? how stupid can I be? It seemed like forever before it finally disappeared.

“Oh” he said. He laughed nervously then, but I handed him the computer and he proceeded to show me the video like nothing had happened.

Eventually the conversation drifted back to his ex.

I listened to his woes and finally when he was leaving he turned to me and said “thanks for listening, you’ve always been the best friend I had.”

I was flattered. “Hey, anytime. Thanks for being cool about what happened with the computer today. I know you’re going through a rough patch. If there’s anything I can do to help you through it let me know.”

“Anything?” He asked, raising his eyes up an down jokingly.

I thought about it, I’d been Michaels personal fuck bitch the last two weeks, I don’t see why I couldn’t help a nicer guy like Sean out. “Anything.” I said firmly.

“Well the hardest part about not having a girlfriend anymore is not having someone to..” He glanced over at my computer. “Are you into that stuff that was on your computer?”

I was on my knees before I could answer him, unbuttoning his pants. “I can be your new girlfriend for a while.”

He smiled nervously. “Have you done this before?”

“Yes. Only recently.”

“With who?”

“Michael.”

“What really?” He asked as I licked his shaft. “Oh” he moaned. I took off my shirt. “Oh man and you even have tits.”

“Yeah.” I remembered. “You can feel them if you’d like. That’s what Michael does.”

He pinched my nipples and a put my lips around his cock head and sucked the tip. His dick grew in my mouth until I was sucking a beautiful seven incher! “That feels great” he told me. “Only… Do you think you could dress like one?”

I popped him out of my mouth. “Like one what?”I asked curiously.

“Like a girl.”

“Uhm I dunno. I’ve never Crossdressed before.” I remembered my moms offer about the bras. “Hold on Ill be right back.”

I quietly slipped into my parents bedroom. They were both asleep, snoring loudly. It’s a wonder they could sleep. I slipped over to my mothers underwear drawer and pulled it open. It made a noise and I froze. But they were both still snoring. I felt around until I found a Lacey pair of panties and a bra. I quickly shut the door and left.

When I got back out to the living room, Sean was waiting naked and still extremely hard. I showed him the underwear, I saw now that the bra was red while the panties were black. Oops.

“Put them on!” He said excitedly.

I slipped the panties on, the fabric felt great against my cock and it grew harder than ever. You could see every detail through the panties.

The bra I had more difficulty with. “Could you?”

Sean came up behind me and fastened the bra for me.

“I look silly” I said, looking at my reflection in the mirror with Sean standing naked behind me. Indeed I was too hairy for lingerie. My breasts looked good with the lift from the bra. Much bigger than I had thought they were.

Sean began to kiss my neck.”you look beautiful” he said. “Just need a shave.” He held my bra covered breasts. I could escort bayan şirinevler feel his naked dick rub up and down my crack through my mothers panties. “Those paties feel so great he said”

I had to admit they did feel nice on my own cock. I began to stroke myself through them, at first I was careful not to stretch them, but it felt too good for me to care and I started hacking off vigorously with the fabric stretching out like a condom.

Sean had his thumbs inside my bra now, massaging my nipples. That felt so good. I let out a soft moan.

The panties felt tight on me, being stretched by my cock on on end while simultaneously Sean’s penis was pushing it tighter and tighter between my round bubble-butt cheeks until I could feel him pushing against my hole.

I felt my hole loosen out of habit thanks to Michael. I was ready to be fucked, and apparently Sean was ready to fuck me, he pulled the panty to the side, exposing my right butt cheek which he grabbed firmly and squeezed as he pulled it apart from the other one.

I bent over the kitchen counter in front of me; happy to do a friend a favor. I knew after all Sean hadn’t been getting any since the break up, and that has to be a rough transition.

But he wasn’t being rough with me. He entered me so slowly it made me shake. When he was finally all the was in me he waited again and slowly pulled out. I shuddered again.

He slowly began to pick up the pace, still making me shake with anticipation and sending shivers down my spine as he kissed his way up my neck.

I turned my head to kiss him and his lips met mine. I closed my eyes as we made out while he gently fucked me, but when I opened them I saw a figure down my hallway.

Oh no! Had my mom woke up and seen me in her clothes!? And having sex–with a guy–again!?

I began to panic. I’m sure Sean just thought I was enjoying him. I didn’t want to stop him, I just hoped my mother didn’t tell dad.

But wait. It wasn’t like mom to stand and watch. She would have left in embarrassment by now.

I kissed Sean again to sneak another peak, and I saw the figures hand moving. Back and forth on his dick. My fathers thick long dick!

Holy shit my dad was watching me get fucked in moms underwear, and enjoying it!

Somehow that made me extra hot. I started to masturbate myself like my father was. The panties felt amazing. They were growing dark around the tip of my cock where pre cum was seeping out.

Suddenly Sean spun me around. I was leaned with my back against the counter, he lifted my legs and fucked my through my half removed panties.

Oh god I loved this. Now turned around, I had a clear view of my father and his dick. We made eye contact. I smiled. Then suddenly Sean was kissing me again. And his pace became quicker and quicker.

I moaned loudly, no longer worried about anyone hearing. I moaned every time he entered me. I might cum from anal alone!

But then suddenly Sean came. Spasm after spasm I felt his cock jerk inside me. I had always cum first, I was surprised!

Sean dismounted me and kissed his way down my body. Past my bra, and stomach until he reached my fully erect cock.

Through my panties he licked the shaft: up and down up and down and then letting his tongue dance on my cock head. He slipped a finger up my ass and bent it gently to tickle my insides.

I was gone. So was my father, it was awesome. We came simultaneously: his all over the hallway, and mine fountained out through my mothers panties. I could see the white cum clearly leaking out of the black fabric.

Oh god. How will I clean these!? I asked myself, but Sean was one step ahead of me. He licked all of the cum up. Scooping it with his tongue and then gulping as he swallowed and smiled up at me.

He was definitely my new best friend.

An Evening with Mario and Luigi

DISCLAIMER: Ok. This is my first story. I really enjoy reading all the stories on this page. So I thought I try writing one myself. Wishes and Suggestions are always welcome. Enjoy!

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It was quite warm for a Saturday in March. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and I was in a crazy good mood. I walked down an avenue lined with huge gorgeous trees. I had about an hour. till I had to meet my business partner for my last meeting of the week.

I am young Entrepreneur, 26 years old, 6-foot-tall, blonde hair combed back and blue eyes. I know it sounds cliché, but it is true

While studying for my master’s degree, my best mate and I decided to launch an online shop selling kitchen parts. My uncle already owned a Kitchen Business, but never tried expanding it online. He was making enough offline he always says. “I don’t need much more. I am happy. There is no reason for me.”

Well long story short, after a long summer evening three years ago I managed to convince him to give it a shot and let us create a shop for his kitchen parts. And it has been great ever since.

My best mate moved to a city nearby. Probably an hour train ride. Not much really. He met a bird there and after two years he got tired of this long-distance bullshit. She is a great girl and I am truly happy for him. Usually we facetime in the morning or something like that, but at least two to three times a week one of us takes the train to the other city. It is way more relaxed, when we work together in person. Not only are we much more productive, we have a lot more fun too.

As a result of that I decided to grab some food. I left the hotel rocking one of my favorite, but simple outfits. A grey tee, black jeans, a black suede jacket and my favorite pair of grey suede Chelsea boots. And of course, my favorite watch. I don’t have to tell you, that a man should never leave his house without rocking a nice watch.

Now with roughly 60 minutes left I was strolling through the streets of what seems to be a very high-end part of the city and I heard some music. I think somebody told me about some kind of street festival taking place today, I told myself and followed the sound.

When I reached its origin, I was in awe. It was beautiful. Roundabout 500 people dancing and wearing costumes. I looked around and then I saw it. The object of my desire. Someone was selling fresh burgers and lemonade. What a lifesaver!

I grabbed myself a drink and a basic hamburger as my phone rang. It was my mate, waiting at the hotel to pick me up, when something hit me from behind.

Somehow, I managed to keep balance, but I had to sacrifice my food. As I turned around to yell at whatever was accountable for this disaster, I realized I got ran over by two girls dressed up as, what I thought should be “sexy Mario” and “sexy Luigi”. In reality it was more two blonde Girls, dressed in a crop top, with an M for Mario escort bayan şişli and L for Luigi on it, which showcased their medium sized, but firm boobs, a matching short skirt, that hid a probably delightful, peachy butt, a pair of sunglasses and the typical hat, you remember from the Mario and Luigi Games. Their top not only showed their stunning cleavage, but it also revealed some toned abs with nave piercings alongside with it. Other than the color difference they look quite similar I thought to myself. Maybe they are twins.

“Are you OK?” said Luigi. “We are really sorry.” added Mario and both started giggling. “Sure, you are.” I answered in a sarcastic tone. “We really are” they both added. “Let us get you some new food.”

“Nah, it´s alright. My mate is waiting for me and I don’t want to wait for another half an hour in line.” I answered and turned to leave. “What a shame.” They said, but was already making my way through the crowd.

The meeting went quite well. We discussed some numbers, expansion plans, the hot waitress at my hotel. Really just the usual. After we grabbed some Dinner and I decided to take the tram back to the hotel. As I stood in this dirty, rusty and old piece of metal without a working air conditioner, I recalled the interaction from earlier. What a shame I thought to myself. They were really cute. I should’ve exchanged numbers with at least one of them. Maybe both. If one, for some reason whatsoever, wouldn’t work out. Anyway. It was too late now. So I just put my Airpods in and listened to Music and looked out of the window.

As I kind of lost myself in the sight of buildings and passing the window and the relaxing sound of Khalid´s Eastside, someone tapped me on my Shoulder. I turned around and saw Luigi. Pardon, the sexy Luigi.

“Hey! You ran off earlier?! Did we scare you? She asked. I scanned her from bottom to top before I answered. She really did have an amazing body. Long, tanned legs with a tiny waist. You could definitely see she was working out. “Nah. I´ve seen way more unusual, than two Italian Plumbers” I teasingly said. “If you say so.” she giggled in a way, that worried me a little, but I didn’t mind.

However, we kept on chatting for duration of the bus ride and it turned out Mario and Luigi both were studying medicine in their fourth semester. When she had to get out she invited me over to grab some food, since they couldn’t get me new food before. I honestly wasn’t that hungry, but she was quite hot so…

We arrived at quite a large house and when we went inside, I was surprised at how many women were living here. Luigi explained it to me, that this was a place for women who don’t want to live alone in a basic apartment, but rather in a little community. “It is special, too.” she added.

We threw some Pizzas in the oven and she gave me a quick tour of the house. It escort bayan çapa was a nice, 5 story building with a gym, kitchen and hangout area. Most of the girls were living in apartments you would expect in a Dorm. Just in a better way. I didn’t really payed that much attention really, because her cute, peachy ass in that black skirt distracted me from thinking. I didn’t really thought about her noticing and neither did I care. And noticed she did. At least she smirked back at me and bend over to get our Pizzas out of the oven.

“”Mario” will join us later. Let´s eat in my room.” Luigi added and we walked up the stairs. Meanwhile I started to feel some appetite. But not for the pizza.

After we ate our Pizzas we sat on her couch and things went their way. Human instinct is great isn’t it. I pulled her on my Lap, and I could smell her. It was a sweet, welcoming and intoxicating smell. We started to make out. She was a great kisser. At first just our lips touched, then we got more intense. I caressed her check with my right hand and grabbed her hair and pulled it back a little and she moaned a surprised, silent OH. I pulled her head in again and when we kissed now our tongues invaded each other’s mouths and things got more intense. We started to run our fingers across each other´s body. She took my shirt off and drew her nails over my chest and my abs just to stop right above my jeans, which drove my testosterone crazy. She then took off my jeans and my rock-hard dick ached for her too free him from my trunks. She pulled them down painfully slow. Then she proceeded to lick my cock from the bottom all the way up to the top, to circle her tongue around the tip of my throbbing dick and finally taking it all in. I was stunned how far she was able to push it down her throat.

As I attempted to return the favor she got up and turned around now standing just a couple feet away from me in just a bra and a black mini skirt. She gave me a cheeky smile over her shoulder and started to slowly strip down the skirt. It was painfully slow, but what a beautiful sight at the same time. I couldn’t wait to sink my cock in this cunt of hers. After she slowly opened her bra and let it sink to the floor my former Luigi bend over straight legged and pulled down her panties. Oh Lord. I could even saw her buttplug. This was driving me crazy. My brain stopped working probably half an hour ago. I needed her. Right now.

When she turned around there suddenly was hanging something in front of her! Where I expected a vagina was a clean shaven, six inches long, little bit smaller than mine dick pointed right at me.

I was baffled. I did not know what to think or to feel. My not so little mate in front of me didn’t seem to mind at all. She still was stunning. I looked at her again. A gorgeous face right above a pair of nice firm boobs, a tiny waist, a great peachy escort bayan bahçelievler ass followed by long, athletic legs.

But in my head I was thinking no way. I can´t have sex with a dude. Is it a dude? She doesn’t look like one. But she has a cock. Does that make her a dude, when she is clearly not?

I must have looked quite silly, because she stopped and asked: “Are you alright, darling?”

“I… I don’t know to be honest.” I answered truthfully. “You are obviously an attractive Women. I just kind of didn’t expected that.” I said pointing to her now little bit hanging cock.

“That’s alright. Your friend over there seems to like it. Have you ever had sex with a trans Person before?” she said smiling. I denied and added that I would be willing to try. I was here. I was horny. Why shouldn’t I? “You won´t regret it.” She gladly said with a smirk on her beautiful and sun-kissed face. I puller her close again and kissed her passionately to quit my mind. The little trick worked and I my dick took over again and I noticed her tip began to rise again. “We can start slow.” She said.

I asked her to stand in front of me while I moved on the edge of the couch. I put my hands on her hips and let them run down to her hips and down her legs to the knees and up again. I was fascinated by her athletic, yet curvy body and intoxicated by the smell of her perfume and sweat. I put the tip of her now fully erect cock in my mouth and hesitantly played around with my tongue. After a short while I got comfortable and took more of her cock in my mouth. I just did what I knew felt good on me. And it felt good to her too. At least she started moaning louder and louder. She placed my hands on her firm buttcheecks pushing her hips forwards, forcing more and more of her inside my mouth.

I felt her cock hardening up even more if that was even possible, right before she erupted in my mouth, shooting load after load down my throat. I licked the exhausted and itching dick of hers clean and looked up to her. Wow. That was actually quite fun and didn’t even taste bad.

Now it was my turn. She pushed me down on the bed, removed the plug and lubed up my cock. My dick was leaking so much precum it probably wasn’t even necessary. Then she slowly lowered herself onto my phallus in reverse cowgirl. The sight of her straight back and peachy butt combined with the tight and warm feeling was overwhelming. I couldn’t control myself. I needed to actively fuck her.

We switched to doggy and she immediately pushed back onto my dick as I found a good rhythm pounding her. I have never experienced something as tight as her ever before in my life. It felt so good. It felt so right. She moaned louder and louder. “Wait.” She said. “I want to look in your eyes when you are breeding me.”

I turned her around, put one of that long legs of her on my shoulder. “Yeeeees.” She screamed. “Fill me with your semen. Come in me. Pleaseeee!” That combined with the sight of her slightly opened mouth and her big eyes looking up to me was just to much. I pumped more semen in her than in my ex-girlfriend over the course of one year. After my cock stopped twitching I collapsed next to her.

I was still trying to catch some breath, as the door opened…

TO BE CONTINUED

Craig’s Date

It was my twenty-second birthday and I was upstairs in my room, waiting, when I heard the front door slam shut and my Dad’s voice calling from the lounge. I took a moment to glance in the mirror, and tighten the sash of my silk robe, so that my budding breasts pushed against the cool material. My nipples were hard against the cloth and I could see them in the mirror, making little tents in the white silk.

Dad had slipped off his suit coat and loosened his tie. I stepped closer to where he was standing and slipped my arms around his waist, resting my head against his chest and smelling the manliness of him. I turned my face up, lips parted and felt his mouth on mine. He thrust his tongue into my mouth and I groaned, pressing myself against him, feeling the swelling in his pants.

Dad pulled away, leaving me gasping, my heart racing in my chest. My little cock was hard and aching to be stroked, but Dad stepped back, pushing me away from him.

“Go upstairs, Teresa, your Mom has laid out some clothes for you. Craig has asked you to dinner tonight and I’ve told him you will be glad to go with him.”

I could not speak, I had felt the heat of Dad’s cock pressed against me and I had remembered the touch of his hands on the tight nubs of my nipples as he had pressed his hard cock into my tender asshole. I could feel the heat of my need for him building and I almost turned back to beg him to fuck me. Something in his tone of voice stopped me and I turned away to climb the stairs to my room.

Mom had been busy, laying clothes out for me . There was a new black shift dress, in heavy silk, black hold-up stockings and a lightly boned corset, with half cups to cradle my swelling boobs. Mom unfastened my robe and ran her fingers over the tops of my thighs and cupped my cock and balls, making sure they were still smooth and silky-soft. Then she reached back and took the corset, wrapping it around me and fastening it with the hooks and eyes down the front. She turned me around and tightened the laces, squeezing my waist and forcing my breasts higher. Mom watched as I rolled the sheer nylon of the stockings up my legs, settling the stocking tops comfortably at the top of my thighs. Then I slipped into the dress and looked around for a pair of panties. Mom read my puzzled look and moved closer, to whisper into my ear.

“Craig doesn’t want you to wear panties.” She murmured.

I slipped into the heels Mom had chosen for me and then sat still and patiently as she carefully painted my face. It took only minutes but, in that time, Mom had managed to hint at a more sluttish side to escort bayan ataköy a young lady. Mom wrapped a fur stole around my shoulders and gave me a little push to wards the door. The heels leant a sway to my walk and I could feel dad’s eyes on me as I slowly walked down the stairs. I knew that, from where he was standing, he could see right up, underneath my dress, and would realise that I had not put on even the flimsiest of panties.

Craig tapped the horn of his car impatiently and I only had time to snatch a kiss from Mom, who gently squeezed my cock through the thin dress. Dad rested his hand on the cheek of my ass as he pushed me out of the door. Craig had the car door open and helped me into the soft leather of the passenger seat. He spun the wheel and shot out of the driveway.

Craig drove fast, weaving through the slower traffic. Whenever he reached down to the gearshift, his hand would slide across to rest on my thigh for a moment, as he squeezed me gently through the silk of my dress. I kept very still and quiet, frightened that he would crash the car if I distracted him. It seemed a long drive and I wondered where he would take me. I knew that he had more than dinner on his mind, the hot caress of his hand, becoming more frequent now told me that he had no intention of a quiet meal and then dropping me at home.

Craig pulled the car off the road, onto the driveway of a large, imposing hotel. A valet appeared, as if from nowhere and Craig dropped the keys into the young man’s palm. Then he led me up the steps, past the reception desk and into the elevator. The doors had barely closed before he stepped close to me and began to kiss me, his lips hard and demanding, while he kneaded the cheeks of my ass. He thrust his tongue into my mouth, forcing my lips apart as his hands tightened on my bottom.

The elevator doors hissed open and Craig took my hand, leading me along the corridor to a corner suite. He ushered me inside and closed the door behind him, turning the key and locking it with a loud click.

“Go into the bedroom, take off your dress and wait for me. “Craig commanded.

Meekly I obeyed, remembering the tone in Dad’s voice as he had told me about his agreement with Craig. I unfastened the black silk and hung it carefully in the wardrobe and then sat on the edge of the bed. Craig stood in the doorway, unbuttoning his shirt. I could feel his eyes on me, running up and down my body. Stepping closer, he reached out and pulled the cups of my corset down, exposing the swell of my breasts. I could escort bayan bakırköy feel his fingers and thumbs closing over the hard points and then a sharp stab of pain as he pinched them, pulling them and stretching them. The spark of delicious pain in my tender flesh made my tiny cock stir, stiffening it and making it stand more upright.

Craig stepped back and looked me up and down, his eyes lingering on my stiff little cock. My nipples were hard points of desire, almost bruised where he had pinched and pulled at the tender nubs. Craig looked down into my eyes and saw the need in them. Laughing, he reached out and pinched the hard point between his finger and thumb, rolling the nipple between them, as if making a particularly delicate adjustment. I could feel the tingle shooting straight to my cock and I whimpered in the back of my throat.

“Do you want me to fuck your tight little ass, Teresa?” Craig asked in a rasping whisper.

I just nodded, knowing that I could not trust my voice, in case it came out as a trembling squeak.

“You’re going to have to earn your fuck.” He continued, “Stroke your pathetic little cock.”

I took hold of my cock between my finger and thumb and started to stroke it slowly, easing the little hood of skin back from the tip. Craig watched as my fingers slid up and down the hardness of my shaft. I closed my eyes and laid back on top of the bed, my little cock sticking straight up between my finger and thumb. Craig had unfastened his pants and had his cock in his own hand, slowly stroking the length as he watched me.

“Wank your little cock until you cum all over your thighs and mess on our stockings” Craig ordered me, his voice hoarse as he stroked his own cock.

I tightened my fingers around the shaft of my cock and stroked faster and faster. My eyes were closed as I abandoned myself to the pleasure of a hand on my cock, even if it was my own. I could feel the bubbling of my cum as my balls tightened. I groaned as cum began to spurt from my cock, splashing onto the tops of my thighs and running over my fingers, covering me in my own slimy mess.

Craig steppes closer and stroked his fingers through the wet trails of my fresh cum that had splashed over my thighs. Carefully he smeared it over his fingers and then moved his hand lower, parting the cheeks of my ass and pushing a finger slowly into the tight, dark hole. I whimpered softly as Craig’s finger penetrated my bottom, encouraging him to probe deeper. He slid his finger out of my bottom, leaving my asshole gaping.

Holding escort bayan zeytinburnu my knees and spreading my thighs wider, Craig knelt on the bed, his cock rubbing against my cock and balls. He took my hand, still slippery from my own cum and guided it to his hard cock, smearing it with the cum that was drying stickily on my fingers. I knew that he wanted me to guide his cock into my asshole, so that he could fuck me. I curled my hand around the head of his cock and pressed it between the cheeks of my ass. Craig lowered his mouth to my breast and sucked hard on the point of my nipple, biting it until the sparks of pain shot through my body. I could feel the head of his cock against the opening of my ass, stretching me as he pressed forward.

Craig pressed harder, stretching my ass with the swollen head of his cock. I could feel myself opening as he forced the swollen head inside me. Craig pushed my thighs further back and draped my knees over his shoulders, lifting my ass from the bed. I whimpered in a mixture of pain and pleasure as Craig thrust hard, forcing the head of his thick cock deep into my ass. His tight sac was pressed against my bottom as he pinned me to the bed, holding me down as I helplessly took his cock into my ass.

My whole ass felt as though it was on fire as Craig forced his way deeper and deeper. I could barely breathe and grunted as he drew back, then rammed into me again and again. The burning slowly subsided as he began to work the length of his shaft in and out of my bottom, his balls smacking against the tight cheeks of my ass. I could only grunt and push back against him as he pounded his thick cock into my anus.

Suddenly he thrust as deeply as he could and, as I gasped with the pain and the feeling of fullness, he leaned over to kiss my open mouth, thrusting his tongue between my lips and deep into my mouth. My body shuddered and trembled as an orgasm ripped through me, forcing the last droplets of cum from my cock to smear between Craig’s belly and the black silk of my corset.

The tightening of my ass around his cock and the long groan I whimpered into Craig’s mouth made his cock stiffen inside me. He jerked his hips forward, pushing so deep into my ass that it hurt. I could feel his cock inside me as he pumped thick ropes of his hot cum into my ass. Craig smiled at the expression of pain and joy on my face as he pumped his cock into my ass with long, plunging thrusts. I could feel the stinging splash of every spurt, as he filled me to overflowing.

As his cock began to soften and slip out of my ass, Craig kissed the tears of pain and joy from my cheeks and Grinned as he looked at the streaks of mascara and the smears where my lip-gloss had been smudged. There was a quiet ‘plop’ and a sudden gush of sticky cum as the head of his cock slipped out of my aching asshole.

“Your daddy was right,” Craig whispered, “You are such a sweet fuck, as well as a delightfully slutty cocksucker.”

Big U Pride Ch. 01: The Beginning

The college bus meandered down the winding side streets, making its way at a patient pace down the road. Along the side of the bus was emblazoned in big letters, “Big U Football” with the college mascot printed on it, a Rooster with arms in boxing gloves raised and ready for fisticuffs. Another banner tagged on the side of the bus by the mascot were the words, “Go Fighting Cocks!” All along the route, people would honk their horns in support and shout out their windows, “Go Fighting Cocks!”

It was all so thrilling!

You see, The Big U Fighting Cocks Football team was on its way to its first playoff game in the Football Championship, having just secured their position in the playoffs with a stunning 41-7 win over the Eastern Shores College. They were now on their way to face Mountainview University. The college town that Big U was in, Reamstown, was flush with excitement over their team. It had been 10 years since the team had won a Championship and 5 since they had even made it back to the playoffs.

But something changed 5 years ago that completely revolutionized the team. They hired a new coach. And not just any coach, but a bonafide professional NFL coach, Jackson Hammer. Coach Hammer had used all his connections from his time in the pro leagues to recruit the best players in the country. High school athletes saw their chance to play for a Coach who could hook them up after eligibility to get a prime spot in the big leagues.

And the benefits just kept rolling in for the college, as donors started to pour money back into the college. The baseball team was completely revamped, then the basketball team, and soon even the swimming and tennis teams were enjoying the flood of money. The school erected a new gym, named after its biggest benefactor, “Dirk Diamond,” a cruiseliner tycoon whose name and face were plastered all over the gym.

Athletes once again became celebrities on campus, their names known by even the nerdiest of students. And, obviously, every girl had their eye on these new campus celebrities, hoping to hitch their wagon to the up and coming pro players. It didn’t hurt that now that they were recruiting the best, the players were just bigger and stronger, and easy on the eyes if you know what I mean.

The professors just stopped caring if the athletes showed up to class. At first, the school made up new courses just for them: first it was Sports Marketing, which mainly consisted of watching Gatorade and Nike commercials. Then came Stadium Design, where the “students” would design their ideal stadium and really just spent their time deciding which restaurants they’d put in them. And then came my all-time-favorite, Massage Science, where, you guessed it, the guys would just get massages all morning and comment on which muscles felt better afterwards.

But it didn’t matter, we were all caught up in the sports craze on campus. And it all culminated in this season. My freshman year, my first Big U sports season that I’d experienced as a student.

As the bus made its way down the backroads, the shouts on board could almost be heard outside.

“This is gonna be a fuckin’ rout, boys!” yelled one player up front.

“Damn straight, Markeese, I’m so hyped I don’t know if I can control how big my hits are gonna be.” Shouted another voice in the back in response.

A football was being tossed back and forth across the bus as players joked and shared stories from the year.

One player, Jamarcus, intercepted a pass before bragging,

“Man, the only thing I’m thinking of is which cheerleader is gonna ride my big black dick after we get back!”

Coach Hammer, sitting in the front seat by the driver, yelled back without even looking back,

“Jamarcus, the one thing you best be thinking about right now is the game – I don’t want to see you mess up the long snapper play like you did last game.”

“Yes Coach!” Jamarcus yelled back, seemingly chastened. But then he turned to the player across from him, Danny D, and whispered,

“Ima show Denise my ‘Long Snapper’ when I get back to campus, lol.”

To which Coach Hammer responded, “Don’t think I didn’t hear that Jamarcus. You mess up again, I’ll be ‘snappin’ your nuts clean off.”

All the guys on the bus responded with a unified, “OOOOOOOHHHH”, making fun of Jamarcus.

Danny D looked back at Jamarcus and said, “Man I don’t give a fuck what you do after the game. All I know is that my girlfriend hasn’t given me any in days. Man, I haven’t nut since last Friday!”

Jamarcus responded, “Damn, son. The fuck you doin at the front of the bus then? Get to the back and get some of that tension relieved.”

Everyone knew that Danny D was having relationship problems. I had heard that he got caught by his girlfriend while he was balls deep in one of the massage therapists. Apparently she’d told everyone she knew that he had chlamydia and now if he wanted to get off, she controlled when and where. What a bitch.

“Ain’t no fuckin space back there, I gotta wait till it’s my damn turn.”

Jamarcus goaded him, “Man, just cuz you scared of DeShawn don’t mean escort bayan şişli you shouldn’t get what you need.”

“You’re right, fuck it.” Danny D stood up from his bench seat.

“Yo!” he yelled to the back. “When y’all gon’ be done back there? I am so fuckin tense, I need some release.”

The players all went quiet.

Then a deep voice from the furthest seat in the back bellowed.

“I’ll be done when I’m done.”

“Goddamnit, man. It’s been a week and I am fuckin’ burstin! If I don’t get it out now, I swear I’m gonna lose my mind.”

The voice in the back took a few seconds and responded.

“Not my problem.”

And like a chastened child, Danny D shouted up to the big man in the front seat.

“Coach! Yo Coach! DeShawn’s not letting the rest of us get our turn. I mean, before we know it we’ll be at the stadium and we’ll be stuck in our rooms all night until tomorrow’s game!”

Coach Hammer looked up at the driver’s mirror and spoke.

“DeShawn, how long have you been going?”

“About 30 minutes now, Coach.”

“You’ve got 5 more minutes.”

“But Coach – ” DeShawn started. The big linebacker wasn’t used to being told what to do. Except maybe by the most famous coach in the state.

“I said 5 minutes, DeShawn.”

“Yes sir,” DeShawn responded. Not so much in a contrite voice, but an affirmative acknowledgement.

“Oh fuck yes!” Danny D shouted.

Coach said to him, “That’s only because Danny here caught 2 interceptions last game and I’m expecting him to keep that streak up against Mountainview.”

“Yes, sir!” Danny excitedly said, “As long as my balls are taken care of, I’ll take care of any footballs you want.”

The team erupted in laughter. Danny was the team troublemaker.

Where was I in all this uproarious mayhem, you ask?

Well, that’s a great question. You see, I was right alongside this all-star team, right there with them in the bus on their way to victory.

I stood side by side with them on their warpath to the championship.

Well, not so much “stood.”

DeShawn moaned, “Goddamn she’s fuckin good at this. That tongue is unbe-fuckin-lievable.”

There I was, down on my knees in front of DeShawn. I was the one with that “unbe-fuckin-lievable” tongue, using it on his gorgeous cock.

And I was the one that, according to Coach, had 5 minutes to get him off with it.

“Times like this I’m glad we got Sissy CheerBois again.” DeShawn said to no one in particular. He then looked down at me as I pistoned my mouth on his cock.

“Ain’t that right Sissy?”

I removed my mouth from his cock and licked a teardrop of precum on the head.

“Oh yes, DeShawn. And we LOVE to serve you and the rest of the team.” I responded, looking up at him.

“I bet you do enjoy it, lil’ Sissy Britney. You sure as hell are good at it” he said to me. I almost melted as he said my name. How lucky was I, complimented by the star linebacker of the school’s football team.

But I had business to take care of.

“I only wish Coach gave you more than 5 minutes more with me. The last 30 went by so fast.” I licked the mushroom tip of his fat cock.

“Something tells me you can finish the job in less than that. I heard about your adventures at Alpha Delta last month.”

I blushed. “I’m so embarrassed you found out about that!”

Though I wasn’t really embarrassed as much as proud that my reputation preceded me. But hey, I guess that’s what happens when you single-handedly blowbang an entire frat in 2 hours to completion. Well, technically not “single-handedly”, since I didn’t even use my hands, which were tied behind my back for the whole night.

“How about you try and finish the job in 20 seconds?”

I didn’t even wait to respond, I slammed my face back on that cock and used every skill I learned since I became a CheerBoi, licking, sucking and tonguebathing my way down his thick member.

“Oh fuck!” He shouted at the 10 second mark.

By the 5 second mark his cum was in my belly where it belonged.

“Hands down, the absolute best CheerBoi.” he said, as he helped me get to my feet. I almost teetered over on my 4 inch high heels but he steadied me, though not without grabbing my ass to do so.

“Even better than Jada?” I asked, playfully hinting at my friendly competition with a fellow sissy.

“You’re what I call my Stranded Island Sissy, Brit. If I was stranded on an island with nothing to do but get my rocks off all day, you’re the sissy I’d want draining my cock till I die.”

“Oh DeShawn, that might be the highest compliment you’ve ever given me.”

“Probably the highest compliment I ever give any girl or sissy.”

Wow, what a gentleman.

“Now get going,” He said and spanked my ass, “Only 1 hour till we get to Mountainview.”

I walked down the narrow way between the bench seats up to Danny D’s seat, while players hands groped at me.

Danny looked up at me, his long cock already out of his pants.

“Alright slut, you best drain this escort bayan çapa monster at least once before we get to Mountainview. If I don’t nut, I swear I’ll fumble that ball every damn time. Fuck I’m so backed up with jizz.”

I looked down at his “monster”, his long tower of flesh.

Then I said to him, really so loud so the whole bus could hear.

“Well we wouldn’t want that, Danny. After all, if you lose then you don’t get to celebrate with me and the rest of the CheerBois when you get back to campus.”

I took my finger and lifted a glob of cum that DeShawn had left on my cheek.

“Which would be a shame.” I said. I then salaciously stuck the salty treat it in my mouth and sucked it up, and looked back at the guys at the back of the bus.

“Because nothing tastes better than the cum of champions!”

The whole team cheered as I said that. But I had work to do and not much time, and I leaned over at the waist and wrapped my pink glossy lips around his cock.

Behind me one of players in the seat cross the aisle lifted up my skirt and started licking my boicunt.

Mmmmm, nothing better than this.

I should probably explain how I got here…

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6 months earlier…

“Oh gosh I can’t believe our little boy is starting college!” My mom said.

“More importantly, honey, “my dad responded. “He’s starting college at Big U!”

“Go Fighting Cocks!” Mom cheered!” Pretending to strike a cheerleading pose.

“Mom, please” I said, shushing her. “You can’t embarrass me on my first day of school.”

“Oh calm down, son.” Dad said. “Your mom is just reliving her glory days as a Big U cheerleader.”

“I used to be quite the popular one on campus!” My mom said, picking up a box from the car trunk.

“She sure was!” Dad piped up. “And somehow a little physics nerd like me snatched her up.”

“How could I resist, honey?” Mom said, moving across the parking lot carrying the box. “You were the first and only Big U undergrad to get a patent and have a startup sell for over 10 million dollars before you graduated!”

Dad laughed, and carried his box alongside her.

“Are you saying you only wanted me for my money?”

“Oh honey, no!” Mom laughed. “But what girl can say no to a cute face and a thick wallet?”

They giggled like schoolchildren as they walked over to the dorm entrance carrying my boxes. I followed along at a safe distance so no one would suspect they were with me.

It was my first day at Big U, the best academic school in the state and one with a real sports culture that could rival any in the Big 10. That’s not to say that I was either a genius or a jock. More accurately, I was neither.

You see, despite my Bs and Cs in high school, and my inability to even run once around the track without getting out of breath, I had a lock on Big U. My friends back home were all jealous, knowing that Dad’s famous turn as the college boy-genius-turned-millionaire at Big U pretty much secured me a spot at the school. Not that I wasn’t talented at nothing – I’ve been know to be skilled at the joystick. Get me playing Skyrim and nothing could stop my stamina. I could spend hours at the screen.

But hey, all that didn’t matter. I was finally in college and ready to get the full experience. Let’s not cut around the bush, by “experience” I meant chicks. I wasn’t a pussyhound in high school. Well, I wasn’t much of an anything-hound. I had one girlfriend all of high school and we barely touched. Catholic girls, right?

This was my chance to sow my wild oats. With the money my dad gave me, I had enough money in my pocket each week to go on as many dates as I wanted. Plus, I knew I a guy who could make fake id’s so booze wouldn’t be an issue.

We made our way through the dorm entrance and took a right towards my dorm room. Room 108, ground floor. Good, easy for me to bring girls to and from, right?

I just hoped my roommate wouldn’t be a loser and drive away any girls I bring back. On the other hand, let’s hope he wasn’t a jock so I wouldn’t lose my girls to him either! I had to be careful – yes I had money but I definitely didn’t have a body. Even with my best posture, I stood no taller than 5 foot 7 and I was slimmer than a slim fit. My waist was tiny, but annoyingly my hips and butt weren’t. Mom said I got that from her. She had a slim waist and a thick butt that my friends would always comment on to my perpetual irritation. But genes being what they are, I seem to have inherited the same trait.

Even my prude of an ex-girlfriend used to comment on my butt. She’d say, “How did you get that ass and I got stuck with a pancake for a butt?” One time, as a joke, Mom had me try on her jeans and to my eternal irritation they fit like a glove. She told everyone at the family reunion and for that whole week they called me “Mom butt”. But that wasn’t as bad as the time when I hadn’t gotten a haircut for months (part of my grunge phase) and had long blonde hair – when we were escort bayan bahçelievler at the grocery store, one of our neighbors came up to me and said, “Wow Veronica, that ass is lookin’ nice today. Can’t wait to see it at work on Sat- Oh…” I swear he almost knocked down all the watermelons as he scurried away once I turned around and he realized who he was talking to. At the time it bothered me that anyone would talk to my mom that way, but I brushed it aside.

Anyways, at least my money made up for my girlish body. I definitely got a lot of dates in high school because of the money…though most of the ended up with the girl leaving with another guy. But that didn’t matter, my friends were still jealous.

As we got to the room I kicked open the door and saw a guy laying on the bed on the left.

“Oh hi,” he said. “I’m Kris.”

“Hey man, I’m Brian. I’m your roommate.”

My parents came barging behind me. “Oh, look at that! You and your new roommate could be twins!”

Could they get more embarrassing?

But they had a point, this Kris fella did kind of look like me. Or mostly his body was similar. He was also short, maybe 5 foot 6 and real thin. And like me he had blond hair. His was in a bob-like haircut.

“Hah, yeah sure, I guess.” Chris said.

“Don’t mind them, they don’t have a filter.” I said to him. “They’ll clear out of hear soon.” I said loud enough for my parents to hear.

“Yeah, yeah. We do all the work and then just disappear, sounds like a good deal. Should we spit shine your desk while we’re at it.” Mom sarcastically said.

I rolled my eyes so Kris could see.

We spend the rest of the afternoon unpacking and setting up my apartment, putting up my posters (I especially liked me Girls of Spring Break poster, even though Mom didn’t approve).

Then that was it, they were ready to go. We made our way back down the hall to the entrance together. And that’s when I saw her.

At first I thought she was Megan Fox, that’s how hot she was. She wore a cheerleader uniform with “Big U” on the front and she was handing out flyers.

“Pledge Kappa! Pledge Kappa! Come to our pledge event Friday night!” she said to people passing by. As she did, she handed our fliers, mostly to the most attractive girls passing by.

My heart was in my throat, I didn’t think college girls could look like her. I mean, she was practically celebrity-hot. If all the girls on campus were like this, I was gonna have an awesome time here.

“Pledge Kappa today!” she turned to me as me and my parents passed.

“Oh, I’m a guy.”

“Yes, you are silly!” she said to me, still with the flyer thrust out towards me.

“So, this is for a sorority, right?”

“Yes! Kappa Lambda! The best sorority on campus! It’s sort of the unofficial cheerleader sorority.”

“Oh Kappas!” My Mom suddenly shouted with glee.

She then started chanting,

“Kappas are the best,

We put you to the test,

You won’t get any rest,

When we trap you in our nest!”

And then this beautiful girl started chanting alongside her.

“Kappas Kappas Kappas!”

They giggled and hugged each other like they head known each other all their lives.

“You’re a Kappa too?” this Megan Fox lookalike said.

“Class of 2002! But gosh now you must think I’m ancient!”

“Are you kidding me?” said the girl, with her hands still grasping my mom’s. “You look like you’re still in your 20s!”

“Oh you’re too kind.I guess that’s one of the benefits of giving birth the same year you graduate college.” Mom responded, tossing her hair back and forth playfully.

“So I take it this it the lucky son of this hottie?” the girl said, now both of them looking at me.

“Don’t be shy, Brian! Kappas know how to make a man feel welcome.”

“Well if you were made from a Kappa, then you MUST come to our pledge event!” she said, stuffing the flyer in my hands.

“But…but isn’t this for other girls?”

“Oh hush! Just come!” she said. “And ask for Lana.”

“Well, thanks…Lana.”

My mom and Lana talked for a few more minutes while my sweaty hand gripped the flyer and my eyes barely looking away from this beautiful creature.

Holy shit, I’ve been invited to my first party, and with what might be the hottest girl on campus.

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Orientation week was otherwise boring except for the thought in the back of my head that I was gonna spend my Friday night with the hottest girl on campus.

I still couldn’t understand why I was being invited to a girls pledge event at a sorority. Part of me wondered if she was the kind of girl to move quickly and wanted me in her room ASAP for sex. But it was weird since no other guy on campus knew about this event or was invited.

But hey, maybe Lana knew that my dad was rich and wanted to get a piece of the fortune by shacking up with me. Who was I to complain?

The orientation week passed like a blur. I barely paid attention to what classes I was signing up for; I was too distracted by the bevy of babes that seemed endless on this campus.

Kris and I bonded a bit over the week. He was also a video game nerd like myself, and we carved out time to play Halo together. It was reassuring to me that he was overall a decent fella, though I wondered if he wasn’t a bit too sheltered. I mean, he didn’t seem to have any interest in going out or partying or girls.

Chamelèon Ch. 02

Mark had wanted to share in Cathy’s fantasy but he felt this was bit much. Sure he wanted to see eat another woman’s pussy and sure he wanted to share her with another man, heterosexually of course. Mind you that he didn’t mind when Cathy rimmed him or even occasionally put a well lubed finger in his ass while giving him head; but never had he even come close to another man’s dick like that.

He almost had a dick in his mouth in front of his woman. He would never admit to Cathy that was curious about being sucked off by another man and he could possibly fuck another guy but the real thing was not going to invade his ass ever.

His mind raced. Chamel was such a hot looking woman that he never would have expected her to be almost as endowed as himself. He watched as Cathy worked that hot ass mouth of hers on Chamel’s dick. He could almost feel it around his own dick, and then Chamel moaned loudly as Cathy inserted her fingers into her pussy.

Chamel worked her tongue in and out of Cathy’s asshole. She then slipped two fingers into her sopping pussy and twirled her clit with her thumb simultaneously. The women’s moans and whimpers were becoming louder and louder. Cathy released he dick from her mouth and starting panting.

“Oh god, oh god, OHGAWD! I love your tongue in my ass you dirty bitch! Oh gawd yessss! Tongue fuck my ass baby! It feels sooo good!”

“Yeah I like your ass and I’m gonna fuck it hard and your cunt too and you’ll be my bitch then! Suck it damn it! Suck my dick!”

As Chamel’s escort bayan topkapı tongue that invaded her asshole was replaced with a slick finger, Cathy began jerking Chamel’s dick and tonguing her pussy. Chamel’s hips began to buck and she screamed.

“I’m cumming! Oh fuck! Oh shit! OHHH!”

Cum spurted from Chamel’s penis and from her pussy and Cathy was drenched. She let cock cum run down her fingers and the side of her neck but continued to lap up the juices from Chamel’s twat.

Cathy felt herself on the verge of another orgasm when Chamel flipped her over on her back and they were face to face. Chamel kissed her cum from Cathy’s lips and pressed herself into Cathy’s juicy wet slit. They both moaned. Cathy moaned because Chamel had decent girth to her cock and Chamel moaned because Cathy’s tight very wet pussy was gripping and swallowing her like silk.

Mark was so overwhelmed by the kinky scene in front and it seemed to cause his immense erection to find an orifice for release. It was as if his feet found life of their own. Suddenly, he was behind Chamel pressing his throbbing thick 8″ cock into her tight wet cunt. Chamel abruptly stopped her actions to Cathy’s mouth and cunt. She moaned and grunted at his entry.

“Hey lover,” she panted. “I’m glad you decided to finally join us. Now fuck my pussy with that big ass dick of yours! Fuck me hard!”

Mark closed his eyes and pretended that he was simply fucking another woman who escort bayan fatih was wearing a strap-on only hers was attached for real.

“Damn! Girl your pussy feels so good!”

He couldn’t believe how tight Chamel was. He began kissing her neck and shoulders. Then Chamel turned and offered her lips to him and he was hesitant; but he found himself lingering upon them sucking them softly then more passionately and ultimately their tongues dueled.

Cathy was in heaven. As Mark pounded Chamel’s pussy it sent Chamel deeper into her own. Cathy put her fingers between their kisses and they began to lick and suck on them.

Mark cupped Chamel’s breast, massaging and rolling the dark pebbles between his thumbs and began pumping her sweet cunt faster.

“Oh yeah baby fuck me! Fuck me harder! Mmmm feels so good!”

His pounding reverberated through Chamel into Cathy whose mounting orgasm overtook and she shuddered and screamed in ecstasy. She quivered as Chamel pulled back into a kneeling position sliding free from her soaked pussy. Cathy was so exhausted but found the strength to move from beneath Chamel and Mark. She knelt beside them and watched.

Chamel reached behind her and wrapped her arms around Marks head and pushed him more into a half seated position. She bounced on his dick to meet his upward thrusts into her pussy. He concentrated on not cumming as he worked the tight pussy around him, when suddenly, Cathy whispered in his ear. escort bayan aksaray

“Jerk her cock Mark.”

She laid light kisses along side his mouth, ears and throat while steadily chanting “jerk her cock” along his skin.

“Haven’t you had a fantasy or curiosity about being with another man Mark?”

Was she reading his damn mind? She took his hand away from Chamel’s breast and placed it onto her erection. Mark didn’t want to admit that ever since that night he let her put two well lubed fingers up his ass and the night she confessed she wanted another woman, the thought lay lingering at the back of his mind.

Then the thought of a time he was twelve popped into his head. He remembered when he and his best friend Brian jerked each other off once and how good it felt. He had not realized that he was jerking Chamel’s thick dick until felt Cathy adding WET lube from a bottle they brought to the hotel room earlier.

He humped Chamel harder and stroked her slick dick faster. He felt that familiar tightening of his balls and buried his face in the side of Chamel’s neck and whispered her name. She responded with long oh’s and ah’ and as she felt his deep growl along side her neck, his hot cum filled her and she let out a scream and a squirt of her own into Cathy’s opened mouth.

She caught most of it and came up and kissed Chamel giving her some of her own cum, and then she kissed Mark giving him some of Chamel’s cum to taste. He was surprised by act but he licked the salty jism from her lips and was surprised that it was not as bad as he thought it would be.

They all collapsed into a heap on the floor.

“Damn that was good! If anyone can move raise your hand.” Chamel said.

Nobody raised a hand and they all broke out in laughter. After a few more minutes on the floor the ménage a trios moved onto the bed and fell asleep.

Carla Ch. 04

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After the shower I staggered to my feet and went into the bedroom and lay down. Carla walked in and kissed me heavily on the lips.

“I’m sorry baby, but I need to go to work.”

I was disappointed. I nervously asked if we could meet again and she laughed,

“I am so into you, of course I want to see you again, silly. How about tonight – go home and get rested, as you will need it.”

Delighted I rolled into her and began to kiss her, placing tender kisses on her lips and around her mouth. She stroked my face and began to open her lips, catching mine and began to kiss me, her tongue pushing into my eagerly opening mouth. As my head tilted back yielding me to her I felt her cock harden against me and she began to rock her hips so our cocks pushed against each other. I began to lose any control – the desire in me was mounting and my conscious mind receded and the physical took over

She rolled us so she was on top of me and her passion began to increase, her cock slowly moving so it was buried between my legs sliding against my ass, occasionally pushing against and partially into my hole, which was sloppy from the cum she had pumped inside me in the shower. Each time she pushed against my tender opening I moaned and desperately arched, trying to get her to slide into me. Abruptly she broke off and rose to sit on her knees, her cock still pushing against my ass.

“I have to go to work baby.”

I pouted in disappointment and arched against her.

“Please.” She raised her eyebrows at me.

“Please Carla, please put your hard cock inside me. I need it.”

The words came from me, slowly and deliberately, in a deep sensual voice i have never heard come from my mouth before. I looked at her straight into her eyes, and so slowly, I purred.

“Please.”

She smiled and slowly pushed her cock against my hole, and maintaining a constant pressure pushed it into me inch by inch, holding my eyes with hers. I moaned, staccato, not able to break eye contact, my jaw twitching and my body arching with this slow incredible penetration.

When she reached her hilt, she pulled back quickly and re-entered me as fast. She pumped into me three or four times hard and deep, and the last time she stayed deep inside me and pulsed her cock as she sat back, thrusting a bit deeper into me.

“I have to go, you gorgeous slut. Tonight.”

With that she pulled out of me and with an absent minded stroke of my hard cock, got off the bed, her cock swinging as she moved and began to get dressed. I could only watch in fascination and deep desire as she dressed, adjusted her hair and applied her make-up. It was beautiful to watch, only slightly ruined by my only briefly too punctured desire.

She indicated I needed to get dressed and I did, and we walked to her door and she grabbed me at the exit, kissing me deep before turning me and pushing me out of her apartment, slapping my ass as I went.

Returning to my apartment, horny and with my needs not satiated I fell into bed and after a furious wank, I slept the rest of the day.

I was woken by a knock on the door. It was Carla, and she called my name. I got up and felt a furious pain in my ass. I suddenly washed with shame at the enormity of what had just happened. I had lost all my defenses and given myself so completely i was scared she would think less of me, or my inexperience disappointed her. This at least had the impact of making me forget the pain in my ass. The door knocked again and she called my name again.

I grabbed my dressing gown and answered the door nervously. She was standing there dressed in tight jeans, boots and a lacy black top that showed off her breasts to full effect. Her lips were blood red and she quickly stepped towards me and kissed me hard, leaving the flavour of the lipstick on my mouth. All my concerns evaporated in that instant. I could see she was totally into me.

“Hi there sexy. Have you had a good day? Its time to go out now – i want to eat and drink before we come back here and make love all night.”

There wasn’t much to argue with, so I threw some clothes on and we went out. We found a local bar and the waiter showed us to a deep leather booth. As we walked to the booth her hand found my ass and stroked it, gripping my left buttock tightly. This continued all through the night and each time she caressed my ass i found a sharp sexual thrill course through me. When we sat down she placed a hot and wet kiss on my lips and then nibbled my ear. She whispered into my ear,

“I’ve been thinking about you all day. I can’t wait until my cock is deep inside you and you are moaning with pleasure, my little slut.”

I turned to look at her and my lips were full of blood, pouting uncontrollably and I felt so aroused, escort bayan taksim but in a different way – my cock wasn’t hard, but I was so turned on. I whimpered and was leaning forward my lips trembling with desire when the waiter cleared his throat and broke her spell.

We ordered a bottle of wine and waited for the menu. We drank a glass or two and she continued to goad me with dirty talk and asking me how much I enjoyed the ass fucking she had given me. At first I was shy and a little embarrassed but after a bit of wine, and her tenderly stroking my legs, I found myself relaxing and enjoying the verbal foreplay, and openly admitting how much I had enjoyed it and how it had changed my world in such a short time.

The waiter arrived and she ordered for us, without even consulting me. Oysters, followed by red meat. After he left she told me:

“The Oysters are to remind you of drinking my come, and the meat is to fuel us for our fucking later, although I will need the fuel more than you.”

The food arrived and we ate, her feeding me the oysters one by one, then kissing me in between. Midway through she started to laugh at me. I was a cauldron of desire from her talk and her sheer presence, and she had seen it:

“Do you know how hot you are? You are sending off all kinds of signals you horny little boy.”

I looked confused and I think I blushed.

“Your hand is stroking the stem of your wine glass all the time. When you swallow the oysters, you lick your lips with a big slow stroke of your tongue, and whenever you eat anything vaguely phallic, its like you are about to give a blowjob to it. I am so turned on.”

It was true, and I was ashamed until she kissed me long and deep and my animal desires took over again.

“Lets dance.”

And she took my hand and led me to a small dancefloor in the bar area of the bistro. I felt a bit lost and was relieved when she turned to me and took me in her arms. We slow danced together our bodies pulled tight by my arms around her back and hers around my waist and ass.

She grinned at me and began to kiss me, whilst we swayed to the music and I suddenly realised why she was grinning – I could feel her hard cock pressing against my stomach insistently. She slowly began to grind it against me in time with the music and I felt almost infused with her desire – it was incredible to have someone so hot for me, and for it to be so unquestionable as her hard cock was. Her hair was framing my face, so I couldn’t see around us, but as she broke the kiss – but not the rhythmic path of her cock on me, pulling my ass in towards her to increase the friction – I could see the bar again, and I saw couples watching us, some with interest. I must have tensed.

“Relax baby – they have no idea. We just look so hot, and they all think you are going to get the fucking of your life tonight. Which of course you are.”

We kissed again, and I drifted off into a beautiful place where the only things happening were her tongue pulsing inside my mouth, whirling around, and her large cock pressing insistently against me.

After I have no idea how long, she broke the kiss, and gazed into my eyes. I was wide eyed and horny, and my ass was beginning to assert its expectations, gently throbbing

“Want to go back to mine?”

“Aha,” was all I could muster.

She flashed me a brilliant smile and we were off. The short walk brought me back to reality a bit, until she pushed me against a wall and began to make out again. This time it was different, as her hand, shielded by the wall and the flaps of my shirt, began to delve inside my trousers and work its way to my ass. As her finger found it, and pressed gently against it, I pushed and arched, hungry for penetration.

It slid in and I moaned into her mouth. She began to flex it and tease my ass and I wrapped my right leg around her a little, giving her more access. As she began to push a second finger into me she leant back and, drawing out her words to the length of her entry into me, she whispered,

” You will find I love sex in public places. I’m going to finger you everywhere – you just need to get a long coat – and you will suck me off in the park, on planes, in nightclubs and elevators and I will fuck you there. At parties I will take you in the bathroom and fuck you, bent over the sink, until the other guests can hear you moaning.”

I looked at her in surprise until her fingers curled inside me and elicited a moan and my head tipped back, her mouth attaching to my neck and biting and sucking me as her fingers continued to curl and uncurl.

“Lets go inside,” I stammered between the waves of pleasure rippling through me.

“Too soon, hey? Okay, lets go home. I want you to meet new side of you.”

I looked at her curiously, but she wouldn’t explain and instead used her fingers to turn me and propel me forward towards the flat, withdrawing them gently and then, in a moment of pure sexuality, sucking them, one at a time, deeply in her mouth and savouring the taste,

“I love escort bayan beşiktaş your taste, baby, its divine.”

We got back to her flat and she began to speak,

“I said I was going to show you a new side of you. You need to trust me – this will unleash all of your sexuality that you have begun to find, and you will also look divine.”

“I am going to sit here and watch some porn and you are going to take this bag and go into my bedroom and change – don’t look inside it until you are next door. Put everything on and then come through here. Trust me – I know you will love this.”

I went next door and sat on the bed and opened the bag. Inside was lingerie, lipstick, a black bob wig and some jewellery. A mini skirt and a silky shirt sat at the bottom with some high heels (black, and high) and a note:

” Trust me baby. You will love this – you will be able to tap into your feminine side so much more – all this clothing is designed to make cocks want to be inside you, and let them get there more easily, which you know you want. Its all mine before I grew my breasts, so it should fit you fine. One small requirement though – put the panties on after the suspender belt – its so much easier to remove them that way x.”

I was rock hard from reading the note. How did she know? When I was young I used to dress in my older sisters clothes from time to time and i got off on it. I hadn’t done it in a very long time, but it tapped into a deep rooted desire of mine.

Later in our relationship we would do this every week. Sunday would be feminine day and what I wore (sometimes we would go out together and choose my clothes) and the make up I applied would be so much more detailed (eyeliner, rouge, nail varnish). I would spend long periods dressed and we would fuck hard and long and different to normal. This really just generated a deep desire within me, and triggered slightly different sexual feelings (very much cock hungry slut) almost from the point I was dressed. In these sessions, I learnt, my cock didn’t exist and I could only climax from the more feminine stimulation.

But today it was more simple. I stripped and then began to roll the sheer black stockings up my legs. The feeling was delicious and the sensation on my skin highly sexy. Then the black suspender belt, which was a little difficult to attach, but I succeeded. I then found a pair of small black panties, which had a tag – these first – and they tucked my cock between my legs – at least they would have if i wasn’t so hard. I gave up and continued. A pair of larger, black satin panties slid up my legs, making a faint hissing sound against the nylon. I found a lacy black vest to wear, with delicate straps over my shoulders and put that on. Then the black mini skirt, flaring out at the back, and the silk shirt which was loose around me and when it glanced against my body felt so good. I sat at her vanity table and fixed the wig on to my head – it framed my face beautifully and having put on a choker necklace and a few bracelets (they rattle beautifully when you stroke someone’s cock) I applied the red lipstick to my lips, pouting and pressing to ensure it was well applied.

I looked in the mirror. I felt so hot, and looked, surprisingly, quite cute. My lips looked full and large. The concentration of applying the lipstick had distracted my cock, and I took the opportunity to tuck it inside the first smaller pair of panties.

I took one last look in the mirror, adjusted my hair and blew myself a kiss and got up to join her. As I walked I could feel the stockings rubbing together, which felt so lovely, and I found myself swaying my hips to maximise the effect, my skirt swaying slightly as I did. It was then I realised I had forgotten my heels, and went back and put them on. I could see my legs in the mirror as I put them on, and they transformed into longer, thinner and sexier than before.

As I walked in, she looked up and smiled, “you are beautiful my sweet.”

Then she rose and walked towards me. She reached out her right hand, and caressed my face,

“Tonight you are a girl. You have no cock – it doesn’t exist.” The presence of my cock would be an increasingly unimportant part of our love making, but in these sessions it didn’t play any part and I was told off if I tried to play with it.

She leant in and kissed me, but very tenderly. My lips felt so much more alive to her touch and I opened my mouth and let her tongue explore me. Her hands stroked down my silk shirt and sent smooth sensations through my body. They didn’t stray below my shirt and I began to get a little frustrated.

She broke off just as I was building up to say something and she pushed me gently back.

“My, your legs are gorgeous – give me a twirl.”

I felt so much more vulnerable and as I slowly turned she moved in and pressed against my back, holding me like that. She kissed my neck and then slid down my back sliding her hands down my legs and then back up again. She repeated that a few times, cooing how sexy they were, before coming up and escort bayan etiler parking her crotch hard against my ass. Blowing in my ear, her hands rode up the final bit of my legs and, moving beneath my skirt began to massage each of my buttocks.

This was different – I felt so exposed and accessible with these clothes on – her wandering hands could get anywhere. And it turned me, and I began to will her to push further.

One hand came to my mouth and her fingers entered. I automatically began to suck on them as if they were her big cock, and her other hand pulled my panties to one side and began to push towards my ass. I pushed back and peeled my ass cheeks open with my hands. Crazy! I had never even thought of doing that before – my thoughts shattered by her fingers reaching me and pushing in.

“Thats right, let this take over, follow your instincts.”

I moaned and let her in, one of my hands finding the shape of her hard cock in her jeans and beginning to squeeze and stroke it through the coarse material. She pushed into my hand and her tongue delved into my ear.

We struggled like this for some time before she pushed me over the couch so I was bent over it, my ass up in the air, legs straight. The heels forced my ass up and out more than it would usually be and I smiled in sultry delight as her her head began to kiss my ass through my panties, biting my buttocks, before she began to delicately pull aside the materials.

“Eat me,” I moaned.

And she began, licking me up my crack in long deliberate movements. She then alternated between licks and thrusting her tongue into me, deeper each time. My ass felt so wet and eager to have her inside me. At first it was just the physical interaction, but she kept going and, boy was she good, that over time my ass became alive, loving this and my focus was just on her tongue entering me again and again. I was lustily pushing my ass back, getting her to penetrate deeper with each thrust my moaning becoming panting and my vision blurring.

My hand moved to my crotch and began to tug on my cock. She slapped my ass hard, moving back from my hole.

“No. Bad girl. You don’t have a cock tonight.”

She spanked me three more times, and I got an unexpected arousal (enough in subsequent times for me to reach for my cock just so she would spank me).

She leant back in and thrust her tongue back inside me. Shortly, she drew back and as my ass pulsed I felt her push something hard against it. I moaned “yes,” and felt something that wasn’t her cock push against my hole. It felt painful and then quickly slipped into me, and I felt quite full.

“I’ve plugged you as I want you to be ready for me. It has a surprise if you are good.”

My ass began to tense rapidly and repeatedly around the intruder, uncontrollably at first until I got used to the sensation. She pulled my panties across so they covered it, and then stood up and pulled off her jeans, sitting on a bench, across it.

“Suck me.”

I moved over and sat opposite her, the plug pushing up inside me as I sat down, and I lustily rocked against this new sensation as she smiled at me. I reached out to her cock and began to stroke it gently. This was different – it was the first time she had let me approach her cock my own way and she let me carry on like this.

I began to stroke, savouring its hard thick presence in my hand. I began to lean towards it (licking my lips I believe) and very tenderly kissed its head. I took the thick head into my mouth and sucked gently, letting my saliva build upon it. I then began to take it further into my mouth like it was a delicate but expensive treat, looking up at her eyes through my black wig to show her how much I was enjoying this.

My pace began to build and I found a place inside me where I could watch as I did things to her cock I didn’t know I could do. Long slow, languorous sucks, taking her so much more deeply into my mouth and throat than I thought possible, ending with a wanton pop as she came out of my mouth on the way back up. My hand began to tease her balls and I began to increase the pace, saliva spilling from my mouth and all along the length of her cock, leaving long trails between my lips and her cock when i pulled off, which I caught in my hand and fed into my mouth, looking at her with satisfaction as I did. There was nothing but me driving the pace – her hands were back and her cock still, strong and hard, pointing at me. And I wanted to – and as a bonus each movement shifted the plug inside me pressing on my insides and driving me further.

Suddenly a fierce sensation took off in my ass and it was so overwhelming I fell onto the bench, her cock falling away from my mouth. The vibrations ripped through me, driving waves of pleasure through me. I was lost and all I could do was lie face down on the bench and buck and grind as this took over me.

I felt her press her crotch and her whole body on to me, pushing this vibrating delight deeper into me and driving me further to push back. Her hands slid up my stockinged legs and then as she lifted her weight off me, she flipped my skirt up over my back and pulled my panties down so they sat below my ass. Still vibrating, the buttplug was pulled from my ass as I moaned in protest before I felt her cock pushing on my hungry hole and sliding in. All the way in. I screamed and she began to fuck me hard, holding her body high above my ass so she could penetrate as deeply as possible.

Caught For the Last Time Ch. 09

End of Series Notes

While not the last chapter in this couple’s life, it is the last chapter in this series. Finding the right theme to end a series with is not easy, but it was through the wonderful emails I received from so many, that is was easy for me to keep Jamie and Kelsey in love with each other, and only each other until the end.

There were many real moments in this final chapter for me and many “I wish they were real and still hope they will be real” ones as well. I hope you enjoy.

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Several nights before we were to leave, we invited Sally to come out to dinner with us. She was so impressed with my overall poise since our first dining experience.

“I need to let Tammi know how much you’ve changed. You have to put Chicago on your tour next year and I’ll come too. We will have so much fun.”

By the time our Vegas trip had rolled around I had gone out six times, mostly nights but we even did a day trip and took a little walk. It was scary at first, but the practice of walking in open spaces was good. I even got a pair of flats, two pair of low heels and a pair of sandals to make the walk more comfortable. There was a lot to planning this trip.

Packing was the most difficult part. We literally laid out clothes for each day and night, undergarments, shoes, and nighties. Plus, we were hoping to buy a few things out there. Kelsey even bought me a beautiful black baby doll nightie as a special gift for all the hard work I had put in.

We had decided on a four night package at the Palace Station and kept the itinerary simple. Our first night would be an easy night. Get dress, drive around the strip a bit and wander into a couple of the casinos.

Second night we would catch a show, Divas Las Vegas and maybe head over the Bellagio and watch the fountains.

Third night would be dining out and then an evening at the Stratosphere lounge and maybe Fremont Street.

And our final night would be early dining at the Wynn Resort, then catch the show LaReve.

Daytime would include some mandatory shopping, some touring and going to the pool. My only concession on dressing was that I was not going to wear a girl’s bathing suit and wig to the pool.

But as we got closer, I did buy two inexpensive two piece bathing suits just in case I got the courage. Maybe, I would wear the bottoms, but I could not see me in the top at a pool.

Kelsey said, “You know, you could walk to the pool in a feminine top and shorts as a cover up and flip flops. Let’s not say no quite yet.”

As I modeled the bathing suits in a wig for her, she smiled a bit and said, “But, if you’re going to wear that, you will need to do a little shaving girl. Even I have to.”

“I’m game,” I replied.

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As we headed to the airport, I tried to go as girlie as I could with a nice camisole and panties underneath a pair of skinny jeans and a nice unisex top. Even my shoes were a bit girlish, but not outlandish. All my guy clothes were staying home.

“You’re Jamie all this weekend,” she reminded me as we stood in line for TSA.

We touched down in Vegas, grabbed the rental car and headed right to the hotel. The Palace Station was nice, easy to maneuver in and had a good set up for what we wanted. Our room had a great view of the strip, but the hotel was not on the strip. At least we were facing it.

Vegas looked so different by day, it was almost disappointing. So hot and dry. Well, it is in a desert.

Once in, we unpacked and set up a Jamie side of the closet and dresser and a Kelsey side. That alone was so much fun.

It was still afternoon so we took a drive over to a nail salon Tommy had recommended. The Asian girls there could not have been nicer. I showed them some pictures and they loved my Jamie look.

We got the full mani-pedi, foot massage, etc. I went with a subtle OPI Bubble Bath color which was a light pink and Kelsey went with a dark red. I was so glad Kelsey made me pack sandals for afterwards…nails need to try.

So while waiting for the nails to dry we read all the brochures and magazines on Vegas and began refining the trip. This was so cool. We were really in Vegas!

With the strip still quiet, we did a drive up it and got a good lay of the land. These casinos were huge! Tommy was right. Walking in Vegas in heels would not be a good idea. Cars or taxis were the way to go.

Before returning to the Palace Station we stopped in a cute restaurant and grabbed a quick salad. I felt special being in the restaurant with nail polish but no one seemed to even notice. Welcome to Las Vegas.

We decided that we would change and head out around 8:00 as the lights were coming up. I was still a bit nervous about being out and about in the casinos, so we decided to start right here at the Palace Station.

I probably wore my most conservative outfit, a black skirt that fell just above my knee, heels and a silver and purple sequin top.

It was fun zig zagging through all the escort bayan mecidiyeköy machines and tables, and watching people gamble away their money. As I walked, I kept thinking of all the things I had practiced with regards to walking and just wanted to blend in.

After a little tour, we settled into some dollar slots and ordered a drink from a hostess. She made it a point of complimenting me on my outfit. My first Vegas compliment!

As we first wandered around the casino a little more, it was like watching magic. But then, after about an hour it was, “OK, let’s go somewhere else.” We have actually seen all of this casino, twice.

As we got to the car in the amazing dry heat and headed out, we drove by this really cool looking adult shop called the Lion’s Den. Kelsey said, “I remember seeing an ad for this in the magazine…let’s go in.”

The Lion’s Den was really nice and clean, and it was actually fun to just browse the adult toys. They were expensive but very nice.

Kelsey was looking at the Venus butterfly and said, “I’ve heard of these but never actually seen one.” Then teasingly she said, “Can I get one to try?”

I kind of rolled my eyes.

She then walked over to the strap-ons, picked one off the wall, came up behind me with it, poked me in the butt with it and playfully asked, “Would this interest you?”

Even under the make-up I was getting red. After looking at a few of them, a cute, normal looking sales associate came over and asked if she could answer any questions.

“Uhhh, this would be our first time buying or uhhh, even trying one of these. Any recommendations?” Kelsey asked. We both looked so embarrassed.

“Sure, I’d be glad to help. First, you both look fantastic. Is this your first trip to Vegas?”

“Yes, and our first day here as well.”

“Well my name is Maddie and Welcome to Las Vegas.”

“There are several things to look for on your first purchase of a strap-on. First, I think a smooth surface is the most important…like this one. The ribbed ones are OK, but not right now.”

“Then sizing. If it’s your first, trust me there’s no rush to buy a large one. You are buying this for your pleasure right now. And third, the strap to hold it on. That is really so important.

Maddie then showed Kelsey, “See this part here? You want that to sit right here on you so you can enjoy it as much as she does. This isn’t pleasure just for her but you as well.”

I really liked her referring to me as a “she” and “her”.

“Personally,” reaching up and bringing another one down, “this is my favorite brand to wear. It fits me the best and my partners enjoy it as well. Seems pretty universal. But definitely go with the smaller size right now. Too many people buy the larger size and never actually get it inside which is the whole point.”

Maddie then asked my wife, “Do you have any butterflies of your own? I saw you looking at them.”

Kelsey was a bit more embarrassed this time and said, “No, but do you have some suggestions?

Maddie walked over and said, “I have these three. This is my favorite one most of the time, especially if I am alone. It works for me in minutes and then for a long time thereafter. It has nice control settings. May I ask, are you super responsive?”

Wow, this was an interesting exchange.

“‘I’d say not super but I am stimulated fairly easily there when we’re together.”

“Well, this is my second favorite. I can wear this discretely even during the day and it works its magic even if I’m just sitting at a desk or waiting here for a customer. Some nights are really slow.” she said with a smile. “You might like this one because it also has very nice controls and is quiet.”

“And this other one has a few little extra pieces built in, and might be good for a later purchase.”

Kelsey and I spent about another 30 minutes browsing the store, and ended up purchasing a strap-on, a butterfly, three scented lotions and a porn video featuring crossdressers just for fun.

“If you get a chance, please come back and let me know how things went, that is if you feel comfortable enough sharing. Maybe you will see a few more things you like. We truly have one of the nicest collections on the strip.”

We then decided to try another casino and drove over to the Rio. The magazine at the nail salon said they had a free evening show in the air celebrating Rio and thought it would be something fun to see.

It wasn’t bad but really was not all that exciting. We browsed the shops on the upper and lower levels, and Kelsey and I even tried on some slinky dresses. It was all fun and we could tease each other with the erotic clothes.

After our stroll, we decided to head back to the Palace Station. Now returning to our home base was easy. We played a few more slots, watched some hookers strut the floor and hang out near the elevators, and just enjoyed the awesome dresses some of the ladies were wearing before heading up to our room.

It escort bayan fındıkzade was great getting the heels off, and everything else for that matter.

“Anything special you want me to wear for our first night?” I asked.

“Absolutely. That new black babydoll has first night written all over it.”

Kelsey said, “I’m showering first,” and jumped in the shower to freshen up. She came out with just a robe on, flowing openly as she walked by, her breasts bouncing and said “I’ll change out here, your turn.”

The shower felt so good. I was careful as not to wet my natural hair or make-up. As I was drying off I noticed that Kelsey left one container of lotion for me on the counter. Interesting, she didn’t say anything.

After a quick shower, I brushed out my wig, re-applied my lipstick and slid on the new black panties. I loved getting new clothes and wearing them for the first time, and even as tired as I was, I got excited.

My nipples were rock hard with even just the panties on. I just stood there looking at myself in the floor to ceiling mirrors as I was caressing my breasts and squeezing my nipples.

“I still need a few minutes,” I heard Kelsey say and I replied back, “Me too, no rush.”

As I slid the new black babydoll on I realized I could go even heavier on my make-up so I spent a few minutes on that. I then picked up the lotion and opened it. I loved the strawberry scent.

It was still quiet from the other room so I slid my black panties down and applied some lotion on my middle finger. As I lifted my leg on the small stool in the bathroom, I slid my finger inside my butt hole.

Was tonight going to be the night? This felt so comfortable. I closed my eyes as I continued to massage myself. This was feeling so good. I was not going to masturbate, but it felt so good to stroke my cock while slowly penetrating myself as well.

After a few minutes, I probed a little more but the angle wasn’t the best. But still, it felt so nice.

Finally I heard, “Any time, hun.” That was my call and I lightly washed up, tried to cool down with a cool face cloth and headed into the room.

The lights were low and Kelsey was standing at the window with her back to me wearing a new black, skin tight body suit. This was really tight, almost like spanx material

“Come, join me over here,” she asked.

I slinked over beside her and cuddled up to her. Now, the bright lights from the strip could be seen from the other side of the highway from where we were.

“I love it here,” she said. “I didn’t think I would, but it is so different than anything thing at home.”

I just stood there and felt her hands moving under the front of the babydoll and then onto my breasts.

“Tonight, you are all mine,” she whispered. She moved behind me and as I continued looking out the window, she caressed my body from my shoulders down to my legs.

It felt so good that I was reaching up and squeezing my own nipples. This was so erotic.

The huge lighted signs from the strip kept changing, displaying who was performing now and who was coming soon. It was like a bright, colored silent movie. I was hoping no one could see us standing in the window and at the same time was hoping every one could.

I could feel myself getting more excited and took Kelsey’s hand and led her over to the bed. Laying on my back I spread my legs open and invited her on top of me. As she stood over me in her all black outfit, I just had these visions of her taking me tonight.

She reached down and pressed her hands against my breasts, and then stomach and then my pelvis. My cock had already sprung out of the panties but she didn’t seem interested in it.

As she climbed on top of me, we kissed, lightly at first and then deeper as the time slipped away. I could feel her slowly beginning to grind her pelvis and thighs against mine. I loved her slow rhythm.

When I reached up for her breasts, the tightness and firmness of her outfit made any semblance of a woman on her disappear. I knew she was excited, but her nipples were not poking through the material. I reached my arms around her and wrapped my legs around hers, drawing her body in closer to mine.

After a long while, Kelsey literally slid down me and began teasing my cock with her fingers as she slid the black panties with the little black bow ties off me. I so wanted her to take me in her mouth. I had not been this excited before without cumming…but she did not.

She was going for a long wonderful night. As the reflections of the Vegas lights danced on our wall, she kept lightly caressing my cock, then playing with just my balls with her fingers.

Several times she brought me to a climax with her fingers alone, but then skillfully backed away. And then she began rubbing underneath me as she knelt over me.

As I kept my legs spread open, I could smell a sweet vanilla fragrance and felt a little pressure around my hole. I bent my knees escort bayan şirinevler up a bit more and could sense one of her fingers beginning to probe me. She went around and around, and then slid her finger in a little more. “Oh, that feels so good,” I sighed.

After a while, I caught another scent of the vanilla as she added some more lotion to her fingers and began putting two fingers in me. “Tell me if this hurts babe. I just want to please you tonight,” she whispered.

With the added lotion and her slow prodding, I could finally feel my muscles relaxing and was opening up more and more. “Oh, this is wonderful…don’t stop” I soft replied.

With each few minutes, she went deeper and deeper, and I could feel myself opening up wider and wider as she added a third finger. I could feel her spreading her fingers inside me, at times causing a little pain and then pleasure again. I’m not sure I could take much more but I wanted her in me.

“Ohhh,” I cried as she pushed her fingers in even deeper. I was breathing so deeply now that all I could think of was her being in me. I grabbed my knees and pulled myself up as far as I could and she slid in even deeper than before.

“Stay with me babe. You’re a big girl. You can do this.”

Kelsey rested for a while with her fingers in me. I then felt myself relaxing even more as she had to have had all four fingers inside me. I just could not tell anymore.

“That’s my girl. You feel so warm inside. I love how you feel inside.”

She stayed right there longer and longer, and it felt so good. Lightly her fingers were moving inside me, creating pleasure and pain with every push.

“Roll over hun,” she whispered to me.

As I rolled over, she ever so slowly removed her fingers and got up. In the silhouette of the window I could see her putting on the strap-on. Her black outfit and ponytail, with the strap-on against the Vegas lights was an image that will always stay with me.

“Kneel on the bed right over here,” she whispered as she walked back over. I could tell she was putting lubricant on the strap on cock and slowly began working it against me.

“Jamie, I have wanted to do you for so long.” Kelsey began pressing the strap on against me and slowly I was able to accept it.

I could immediately tell this was not her finger. I felt this amazing pressure building inside me, and then the cock slid into me a little more.

“Ohhhh, Kelsey, I can’t…no…please stay right there… Ohhh, please, come in me just a little more.”

I had this series of emotions running from stop to don’t stop.

“I love my Jamie,” she whispered. “Your ass feels so good around my cock.”

The deeper she went, the more we were both enjoying it. I pushed back on her to allow her even deeper.

“Oh fuck, this is sooo good,” she said out loud as she began slowly rocking against me, driving her hips into me. I could tell she was having one of her long slow orgasms.

The more vocal she got, the harder I pushed back. She was holding onto my hips so tight that I thought she was going to give me bruises. Her body was quivering and finally she started slowing down.

By now my head was spinning. This felt so freaking good. Carefully and slowly, she withdrew strap-on from me and gave me this huge hug from the back and just held on to me.

I literally couldn’t move. This had not only taken my breath away but also wiped me out emotionally as well.

Kelsey was sweet enough to bring me in a warm cloth from the bathroom and help clean me up while I was still lying on the bed in a fetal position.

“If I had one, you’re having one too,” she whispered.

She rolled me over onto my back and finally started sucking my cock. I was rock hard but could barely respond. I just laid there with my legs spread wide open as she kissed and sucked my cock from all sides and caressed my balls with her hands. She then closed my legs.

Her body suit had a slight slit in the crotch and as she slowly spread that covering apart she straddled me cowgirl style, and just ground the living crap out of me. She was rising and falling on me as she drove her fingers into her own pelvis. As she began having even another orgasm, I exploded in her.

I don’t remember falling asleep that night but the hot desert sun came streaming in our window all too early in the morning from the open drapes of last night.

I staggered up and closed the drapes, and then headed into the bathroom. My make-up was a wreck and my body was even worse, but I was real satisfied. I cleaned up as well as I could and climbed back into bed. Kelsey, still in her black cat suit, never stirred.

It wasn’t until about 8AM Vegas time that we woke up. She crawled on top me and said, “I love you.” I loved hearing those words.

We both needed long showers and we really took our time getting ready.

“It’s going to be a full Jamie day, remember,” she said quietly.

“I know, and I can’t wait.”

Kelsey helped me with some daytime make-up and we prepared for our first Vegas buffet. I actually felt quite good about going down dressed, especially after last night. Kelsey was really treating me like Jamie and I was enjoying it.

I went with a jeans skirt that buttoned down the front, an ivory lacy top and my flats. Real simple and it fit in perfectly with the crowd here. My butt was a bit tender but I wore it like a badge of honor.