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I am good, but not an angel!
Posted:May 11, 2021 9:05 am
Last Updated:May 11, 2021 9:26 am
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Covid has taken its toll on this girl's love life. People want to meet. The hesitancy to meet is through the roof. I have gone without cock since October of 2020 and this girl is climbing the walls. I will share with you my last cock(s). This all happened in one day. It is all factual and true.

It was one of those warmer Fall days. Temperatures in the upper seventies, sunny with leaves turning. I logged onto Grindr. The usual chat buddies were on there. Many wanted to meet me. I was willing to drive to them, none were serious about meeting. It was predictable and frustrating. I was dressed up, looking incredible. I was looking pretty damn good in my opinion. I needed to get laid.

One 26-year-old boy was persistent in contacting me. We had talked for several months. His cock was absolutely perfect. The photo was mouth-watering. I would squirm in my seat looking at the pic. I did not know if this cock was his or one he had pilfered from the Internet. If you have played online at all, many times the pic does not match reality.

The photo of his cock: meaty, thick, pretty, neatly trimmed, and at least 9 inches. It was definitely more than a mouthful and would have me gagging. He had a body that was absolutely perfect and young. It seems he is "married with ." Whether the pic matched reality, it sure had my attention.

We started the typical small chat. He asked if I was free. I was free! He wanted to know if I was willing to drive to his place. I was willing to meet him at his place. It seems that his wife and were going to be out of town. I got the directions to his place, plugged them into my GPS, and was on my way.

I was anxious the entire trip. If the photo was real, did he know how to use his cock? I was looking fantastic, sunlight is not this girl's best friend. I much prefer meeting after dark. My flaws are not as obvious. His apartment complex was in the middle of nowhere, I was as nervous as a in church. I was given specific instructions to use the back entrance, where to park my vehicle. I pulled up at the address, slipped the vehicle into park. After a minute to compose myself, I exited the vehicle, went to the back door... knocked. An innocent-looking 26 year old opened the door "Kelly?"

I said "Yes, Kelly"

I was invited into his place. Curtains pulled and it took me a minute to adjust my eyes. He told me I was prettier than expected. There was no fanfare or foreplay, he unzipped his pants and this monstrous cock plopped out. It was him in the pics. It was real. I would have never guessed in a million years passing him on the street he would have been packing this marvelous cock.

I dropped to my knees and started sucking him. There was no way on earth I was going to be able to deepthroat him. My Max depth is about 7" unless laying flat on my back, then I can take an entire cock. I thought about his wife while sucking him, she was probably bored with him and sex was a chore. He was absolutely perfect in so many ways. He gave me words of encouragement, which was unexpected. "I like that." "It feels good" "Take it all baby"

About the time things got really heated, my panties down and he was about to slip it in, there was a knock at the door. It was maintenance. We were in the kitchen, I was skirt up, panties down. The door was open and the guy just walked in. Talk about awkward. OMG... he went about his business, took care of the door needing repair. The maintenance guy looked at me on the way out the door and said "Have a good day, mam"

My new friend and I laughed nervously. He unzipped his pants, unbuckled them and his pants hit the floor. He bent me over his kitchen sink and a sick full of dirty dishes. I could feel the tip of his cock circling and eventually finding my pussy. He could have been a little gentler. He did not ease it in, he slammed it. I am tight. I am really tight. He started increasing his rhythm. We watched his neighbors walk within feet of his kitchen window. we could hear their conversation. Only a thing curtain separated us, a pane of glass.

He invited me into the living room. He had me lay on the floor flat. I felt his cock slip in again. He started slamming. It was brutal. It was hard. The sound of "smack, smack, smack" as he rode me. My pussy was getting a work over that was long overdue. I think it was needed by both of us. Seems we forgot the condoms in his kitchen. Seems we forgot them completely. I could feel the pace quickening. I knew what was coming! I knew who was going to cum. I felt that final push in my pussy, his cock pulsing followed by groans. His load was epic.

He was drained. He thanked me. He said we needed to meet again if I was free. It ended as fast as it started. I had a pussy full of cum. It dripped out of me. I tried very hard to keep all of this lovely man's cum in me as I could. I left, did my makeup again.

I am driving away from my young new hung friend, stretched and dripping cum when a rolls in from a man I met in a rest area months before. We exchanged numbers in the rest area. He told me that day we met in the rest area,"I have a big cock." At the rest area, he unzipped and what was revealed was not one of the longest cocks I have seen. The girth was impressive. The girth was jaw dropping.

"Kelly, can you play?" I responded, in Pennsylvania right now and "Yes! I can play." He was about ten miles away. He suggested a boat ramp area we both new.

His pickup was there before me. He was waiting at the edge of the woods. He went in on a trail and I followed. I caught up with him standing by this old-growth tree. He is unzipped his pants and his thick tool popped out. If you have any experience sucking cock, the thick one's can take a toll on your jaw. My jaw was starting to ache. He was obviously enjoying it. I lifted my skirt, dropped my panties and I hear "Do you want to get fucked"

The answer was a quick "yes." He started to slip in me and I hear "Is that cum dripping out of your pussy?" I nodded, not saying a word. He pushed, slid in with little resistance. I was well stretched and lubed by my young male lover earlier. I would not have been able to handle this cock had I not been stretched.

My friend was not much of a talker. He pumped away. "Smack, smack, smack" could be heard, along with cars going to the boat ramp about 50 yards away. I felt him throbbing and load number two was on board. I handed him a tissue. He cleaned his cock off. He was cleaning off a mixture of the "boy toys" cum, along with his own off his cock. I clenched my pussy keeping what cum I could inside me... which was tough after being stretched.He said thank you and walked to his truck.
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The Park, my girlfriend and a stranger
Posted:Apr 25, 2020 12:57 pm
Last Updated:May 22, 2020 8:18 am
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I was out with one of my girlfriends for a ride during the summer. She is petite. She is lovely. She passes easily in public. We were out for a ride during early evening. She is my partner in crime and we have played on and off throughout the years. The day's heat was fading and a chill could be felt as the sun started heading toward the horizon.

I stopped and topped off the fuel in my vehicle. In public, I am as nervous as a wh0re in church. I am so self-conscious. Even the thought of stopping for fuel is a nerve-racking experience for this girl. I have gotten better through the years. People are not that observant. People do not look with a critical eye.

We headed to one of the local parks in my area where I feel comfortable enough to go for a walk It is not heavily used. It is not for cruising. There are plenty of paths meander and avoid people, while at the same time offering me the opportunity to walk en femme.

I dress tastefully. My skirts are not short, usually pleated and just above the knee. My blouse is tastefully buttoned. My footwear is attractive and yet practical. I want to be able to wander if the desire or need arises off path and not worry about breaking an ankle. My makeup is tastefully done and my contouring perfection. From a distance, I can pass. I will say that sunlight is my enemy and I am much more at ease in candlelight or in dimly lit places.

At the park, the sun dropped below the horizon. There was my vehicle and one other lone vehicle in the parking lot. We sat at the picnic tables gossiping. There was a chill starting in the air and I grabbed a sweater from my vehicle and returned to my hot blooded friend at the picnic table.

As we were sitting at the table a gentleman walked by and said "good evening ladies." We both giggled and returned a "good evening." He sat in his car for what was probably -20 minutes. He eventually exited his vehicle and approached us with some trepidation. We hear him say "Ladies, do you know a good place to eat that is nearby. I am not familiar with the area."

Small talk between my girlfriend and I followed based upon what was nearby. Finally, we offered him a possible restaurant. He seemed content with it. It was only about a -minute drive and very convenient from our current location. He hopped in his vehicle and rode off into the night.

We were having a grand time chatting , just the of us. The gentlemen who left for dinner returned and pulled into the parking lot again. My girlfriend and I continued our conversation. Eventually, we hear a car door shut and guess who is headed our way. He said, "wonderful meal. Thank you, ladies. Would you mind if I joined you for a bit?"

My girlfriend is a chatterbox and gabby. She did the introductions. She took the lead in the conversation with our new friend. She was in flirt mode with this man. I smiled quite a bit, nodded and kept primarily to myself. The of them were engaged and eyes locked in a dance. My friend shifted her position seated and now she is showing leg. I noticed a button was undone on her blouse and she was showing cleavage. My girlfriend was all game at this point.

A portion of the trails is well lit. My friend suggested we go for a walk and invited our new friend. As we were walking, I hear you must be cold. He slipped closer my friend and before I know it, he has his hand around her waist and pulls her in closer. We were walking side-by-side on the path and out of the corner of my eye, I noted his hand slipping down to her ass and he pulled her in close. She did not resist, at one point I see her take her hand and firmly place it on her ass cheek!

We a darkened part of the path and he slides in for a kiss. She returns the kiss. I can see mouths open and tongues darting back and forth. She reaches down and grabs a handful c0ck! I offered to send those on there way alone and return the car. My girlfriend insists I stay. It is safer that way according to her!

We find a set of picnic tables in a poorly lit part of the park There is no foot traffic in this area at, especially at night. My friend is bolder than I, unzips his pants and starts working his cock over with a very talented mouth. I know this speaking from personal experience. I hear her say, "would you like a taste." We eventually are sharing his c0c We pass this gent back and forth between the of us, alternating as we go. I hear him say "I am going cum soon." My girlfriend tells him, "I want it in my mouth." She does her magic and all the cues are there that he is about erupt.

I see her picking up the tempo. I noted he has grabbed the back of her head and being far less gentle than he was about 2 minutes ago. I hear him groan, she continues milk his cock for every drop and she takes in every drop. She stands and gives a kiss sharing the load. tongues passing this lovely load back and forth between our mouth. She is a thoughtful friend.

Our friend is tucking his cock back into his pants. I think he was very confused by what he had just witnessed with our kiss. He asked, "are you bisexual?" To which we both nodding in the affirmative. He shook his head as we walked back to the vehicles. He kept repeating "that is hot, I wish I would have known. I have always wanted to be with 2 women and watch." We both gave him a kiss good night. We thanked him for a wonderful and perfect evening.

There is a degree of irony kissing a man with his load still on your lips. It is wonderful and intoxicating. I do not think he ever clocked us both as girls with a little mor between or legs. That can be a good thing or a bad thing LOL
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Submission -- Part II
Posted:Apr 3, 2020 10:29 pm
Last Updated:May 2, 2020 8:11 am
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In my previous writing, my lover Robert put in a cock cage. The cock cage proved be difficult adjust . When I woke in the morning, my cock was cramped and uncomfortable from morning wood. This device made it difficult urinate.

I questioned Robert's genius and wisdom requiring wear a cock cage. He wanted faithful him. I had a mouth service a man. I could always bend over and get f#cked anytime I wanted. How is this thing going keep faithful? It would be easy for explain this device away a lover, "I don't like my clit played with." Most men would lift my skirt and see the cock cage, drop my skirt and tell me get my knees; a cock would soon be in my mouth.

As the days passed, I adjusted the discomfort of the cock cage. Not a word from Robert -- silence. The welts my ass lingered. The cock cage and the welts were a nagging and intolerable reminder of Robert.

I noticed something odd, this cock cage made me think of Robert every morning upon waking as my cock protested its confinement. Every time I sat down, I thought of Robert -- the welts on my ass were tender reminder of his belt. Whenever I got mildly uncomfortable walking, aware of the presence of the cock cage , my mind drifted to Robert. Robert was a constant presence. Robert was always on my mind. Robert was MIA and yet, constantly on my mind. A transformation was taking place. At this juncture, I did not know to what extent.

I found a sealed envelope pushed through my slot. It had nothing it. I unsealed it and the best of my recollection it read "I will be at your house tomorrow at 7PM promptly. I want you to assume the slave position in your shower. Remember, eyes down and you do not make eye contact with me unless requested"

His request seemed odd. As the reader, this must strike you as a bit odd. Why the shower? It made no sense at ? I fell asleep that night with my shower my mind. I woke the next day still bothered by such an unusual request. I would gladly comply. I questioned, how is this helpful and what is he ?

I dressed that night in some of my best clothes. My makeup was perfect. I picked out one of Robert's favorite wigs. 6:45PM rolled around and I was an emotional wrec I had this unsightly bulge in my panties that showed through my skirt from the cock cage. I hated the bulge. My ass had healed and with a sense of dread and excitement as I looked forward the evening. I went upstairs early, knowing Robert was always punctual.

It seemed absurd be kneeling in my shower with my head pressed against the floor. I could smell the body wash I had used for tonight. It was a lovely sandalwood combination. There was an occasional drip from the faucet that was irritating. I heard the key in the door and Robert letting himself in. I would have an answer soon.

I could feel him in the room. I knew he was there. I feel a hand lift my skirt, my panties pulled aside and he examines the cock cage. My panties were pulled back over the bulge, my skirt dropped. I hear, "did you have a good week? I see you are still wearing the cock cage. Good girl."

"Sir, I had a wonderful week!" I lied.

He sat on the toilet silently. I could hear his breathing. He would occasionally clear his throat. He stood and walked over and said "you are mine, do you understand that? You are mine to do with as I please. I will make this clearer as time passes. You do not cum unless I give you permission -- remember? Say it, I will not cum Sir, without your permission."

I said, "Sir, I will not cum without your permission."

I heard him unzip his pants. A zipper makes an unmistakable sound, along with the sound of a belt buckle being undone. I felt a warm rain on my body, he was pissing on me. He must have been holding that in for quite sometime. I hear him say, "head , no eye contact." He stuck his cock in my mouth. I sucked it. It was wonderfully salty, not in any way unpleasant. A mix of urine and cock and his cologne.

He place a blindfold on and walked the spare bedroom where the toys were laid out. I hear, "assume the position, slave."

He started off with a flogger, getting my as nice and warm. It was a very different from the belt. Belts are an insulting pain. Harsh, brutal and uncaring. There was something soothing about the flogger, gently warming my ass. It was almost soothing. I heard the cap on the lube open, I felt cold lube running down my ass and fingers probing my pussy. He loosened nicely with his fingers.

I felt him kneel down behind and I felt his hot breath my ass. The next sensation was him taking bites on my ass. He bit just enough cause discomfort, the edge of it being painful. It was an odd sensation, one I had never experienced. I was straining against the cock cage. He was making crazy. I feel his cock pressing against my pussy. He slid in with little effort. I was a mess -- I smelled of pee and my ass was a sticky mess from lube with a lovely cock in my pussy. It was heaven.

His hand began a rhythmic smacking against my ass as he f#cked me. My bum was fire from the flogger. Each smack caused a delightful sting enhanced by the flogger. The sting was there and gone almost immediately. He would every once in a while say me "you are my slut. What did I just say you?"

"Sir, I am your slut." was my reply every time

I was ordered stand and did so with eyes down. I felt his hands at my nipples and the clamps were applied. I felt him playing with my clit. He removed the cage. I was taken the edge of the bed and bent over. He attached something the nipple clamps, some sort of weight. The tension was present constantly. If I jerked or moved it increased the pain. My nipples were still raw and sensitive from our last time.

I feel his hand run between my ass cheeks. He had lube on his hands and started stroke my clit. I was ready explode. He stopped stroking as soon as he started. He started smacking my ass again with his hand. I was left there with a warm ass for a few minutes.

What came next was no surprise. He started using the belt with a predictable pattern. His timing was as regular as a metronome. At first, there was the pain. I soon drifted off in my head, no complaining. I went somewhere within myself vaguely aware of the constant smacks of the belt. I was aware of the nipple clamps and every move they made because of the weight. I was very much aware of Robert and I could hear his breathing growing more rapid and excited as he whipped me.

He stopped at one point, rubbing my ass and telling me. "You are mine. Do you want me to stop?" I raised my ass in the air indicating no, said nothing and the beatings continued.

I was ordered to stand. My legs were wea I was not too steady on my feet. I felt the nipple clamps come off and his mouth going to that nipple within seconds of them being removed. It was a lovely blend of pain and pleasure as the blood rushed back into my nipples. He stroked my cock while he did this.

He removed the blindfold. Eyes were down and I hear "look at me, that was wonderful. Thank you. relax, we are done for now."

He leaned forward to kiss me. It was heaven. He took me by the hand to bed, he incredibly gentle now. My nips were given constant attention, my ass rubbed and my clit played with. We spooned, me being the "little spoon."

I felt his cock press against my pussy and he slid in. My ass was raw. The mixture pleasure and pain was insane. It was an intoxicating mixture of sensations. Every time he would thrust against my ass, I wanted to scream. I would overcome the pain to slide him in deeper in me. Eventually, he came in me -- condoms were agreed upon until we both get tested in months.

He looked at and said "you have been a good girl, you may jerk off. I want watch you." I started stroking and it was seconds and I was had a mind blowing orgasm. As soon as last drop was dripping off the tip. I felt his hands sliding on the cock cage again and locked into place.

He kissed good night and left in my bed.

Before he left, I heard him say "I love you. This is just the beginning of a wonderful relationship. Don't f#ck !"
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Submission -- Part I
Posted:Apr 2, 2020 9:08 am
Last Updated:Apr 21, 2020 1:10 pm
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My lover of about 6 years, Robert was in a sexless marriage when we first started seeing each other. I know for a fact he was not getting any at home. He never spoke much about his wife. I knew he had no . I know that he married later in life. He never had a bad word to say about his wife. Like many of us, he had resigned himself to a sexless marriage. He kept his vows to love, honor and cherish. Fidelity was a footnote in the contract to be ignored.

There were hints that he had managed to keep his bisexuality a secret. I would mention a bookstore and he knew the location and the details as well as this slut. I mention a path to walk on that guys hang at to play, he knew about it. I mention a bath house, he would just smile.

Like many men, my Robert had a secret. In addition to his bisexuality, he had another secret -- a pornstar cock. This pornstar cock had length and girth. He was long lasting. There were no quickies with this man. I towered over him in heels; on my knees, he was in control.

I remember the first time he unzipped his pants! He is slightly built and wirey. This thick and very impressive cock plopped out. All I could do was stare. I unbuckled his pants and slid his underwear down that this lovely cock plopped out and my mouth was on it without an invitation. I can deepthroat your average 7" cock, I could barely get it halfway down my throat. I gagged like a little girl.

Robert was charismatic and charming. Flattery was genuine and effortless for him. He charmed me from his first visit to me house. He spoiled me constantly with wigs and dresses and shoes and panties and nighties. He was very generous with his time and his money.

I recall the year his wife died. I did not hear from him for what was probably a couple of months. It seemed longer than a couple of months. I missed our talking and time together. Once he was back in my life, I noticed a change in his personality that I attributed to grieving. He seemed distant at first. There was very little communication during sex. I learned to be stretched and lubed if I had any idea he might visit. Several times, it was as simple as the command bend over. He would slip it in, take what he wanted kiss me and say "thank you." Kiss me and leave.

I remember it was one of the first snows of early winter. I heard his key in the door and he walked into the TV room where he found me in a pink nighty curled up on the couch. I noticed no eye contact was being made and he was not his usual self. I have mentioned in other writing on here, he had the deportment of a drill sergeant.

Robert asked me, "Do you enjoy my company?" He paused and said "I am seriously considering ending our relationship." I was floored and the air was sucked out of the room for me. I said, "I would do anything for you. Anything! I want you in my life. I cannot imagine my life without." I stammered stuttered "I love you."

He smiled and said that I gave the right answer. He said "things were going to change between us." Robert said that I should expect several packages over the next couple of days. He told me that I should open the packages and I should lay the out the gifts on my spare bed before his next visit. I told him I would do so gladly. He left me wondering where things stood, until he kissed me and said "I love you, too." As soon as he arrived, he was gone.

Over the next four to five days, packages arrived. As they arrived, I unboxed them and placed them on my spare bed. The contents of the boxes: nipple clamps, cock cage, an assortment of leather paddles, butt plugs, a leather mask, several types of gags, blindfolds...

When he visited me next, he walked in and said "here are some new rules. You will not sit unless instructed to do so. When you are told to sit, you will be on the floor at my feet. You will not make eye contact with me. Eyes down unless instructed otherwise. You will wear your cock cage 24/7 and I will be the only one with a key. When I tell you to assume the position, you are to be head down, on your knees and ass up."

I looked at him and said "yes." He grabbed me by the jaw, nose-to-nose and said from now on, it will be "Yes, Sir."

"Yes, sir." was my reply.

I was instructed to go up stairs. I ran up the stairs as best I could in heels. I waited in my spare bedroom.

I was given instructions. He said, "When I tell you to assume the position! It will be head down and my ass up. Do you understand?" I replied, "Yes, Sir." He walked over and placed a blindfold over my eyes. His hand was running over my ass. I heard him unbuckle his pants. I heard his pants hit the floor. I hear him slide off his underwear and his shirt coming off. I feel his hard cock rubbing against my ass. I wanted him in me. He said, "You like it, don't you?"

"Yes, Sir."

He started speaking low and slow. "You are my property. Do you understand?" I replied, "Yes, I do." There was no hesitation on his part, I felt his leather belt lashing across both butt cheeks. It abrupt and unexpected. I was grabbed by the balls and he repeated, "You are my property. Do you understand? It is yes, SIR!" I replied, "Yes, Sir I understand." He said if you you ever feel unsafe or wish to stop, say "Good Night." He said, "it is obvious you wish me to stop. It is obvious to me that you want me to leave. I will leave."

"Yes, Sir."

He layed that belt across my ass many times that night. It was a blur of him gently pushing his cock against my pussy, rubbing my butt cheeks, spanking me with his belt and calling me "his worthless slut." When things I was on the verge of breaking, he actually sucked my clit while rubbing my raw ass. It felt wonderful.

I was told to stand. I was still blindfolded still at this point. I felt him grab my clit. He placed the cock cage on me. He locked it into place. My ass was on fire. My cock straining against this confining cage. He placed nipple clamps on me. I was ordered to my knees. I feel the tip of his cock at my lips. I started to suck and I felt a violent tug on the nipple clamps. He said, "did I tell you to suck?" I said "No, sir."

He continued to tease my lips with his cock. I heard him say open your mouth bitch. He drove his cock in and I gagged. I gagged and gagged and gagged. I had drool running down my face. Tears mixing with makeup. I started to pull away to breath and he would tug on the nipple clamps, place his hand to the back of my hand and rammed even harder and deeper.

My makeup was running down my face, my nose was running and my lipstick was smeared all over my face. He continued to face fuck me until he came. If his load was any indication, he was turned and on very much enjoying himself tonight. I was told to assume the position. I feel him playing with my ass and he slipped in a butt plug. His hand went to my chest, grabbed the nipple clamps and pulled my face up and kissed me. I so wished it was him in my pussy and not a plug.

He left me standing there a mess, my nipples sore and raw. I had on a cock cage with no key at this point

I listened. He informed that that we were going to be exclusive. It was going to be just us. He said "I love you." He said the cock cage would come off when I earned it. He also said that he had trust issues, knew what a slut I was and the cock cage would cum off when he knew I was faithful.

His plan was simple, we both were tested. Condoms were used for 6 months. We would retest again in six months. We tested and retested in six months, both of us negative and it was bareback always for us.
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Robert Part 7, Cabin Part 4
Posted:Oct 30, 2019 3:04 pm
Last Updated:Apr 21, 2020 1:10 pm
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As I look back on what happened the second day at the cabin, there is a part of me that could relive this day over and over again. I would love to experience what transpired over the next afternoon into the evening. I was gangbanged repeatedly. I loved the attention and I enjoyed knowing that my guys were enjoying themselves.

They say there are two ways to a man's heart, through his stomach and his zipper. They all ate well this morning despite my limited or nonexistent culinary skills they were satisfied for now. I know the night before they drained there cocks multiple times last night. I still had some of the evidence still running down my thighs along with Robert's fresh load of cum from the morning.

The afternoon moved at a snail's pace. I was running around the house in a T-shirt and panties. My ass had become a public utility and being grabbed constantly. It was lounging around, eating and drinking and watching porn. I was the center of many jokes. All in good fun. My ass was fondled. Cocks were whipped out and sucked. Saliva coated cocks were tucked back into boxers and tidy whitey briefs.

As the sun dropped below the horizon and set, I noticed car lights coming up the driveway. Very little of anything was communicated to me as to who was to be at the cabin this weekend. I was not sure if someone made and alcohol run or someone new was arriving.

A familiar face emerged through the door, Jim. In tow, Jim had a slightly built girl. She was young, college-age and did not strike me as relaxed or entirely at ease. She gave me a nervous smile. Her eyes went immediately to the floor. She walked awkwardly in her high heels. She looked marvelous. She had an absolutely perfect body. There was an obvious contrast in the two girls at this party. Me, large big-boned and over 6'. Versus a petite 5'2-3" and slight of build. Later I found out that there was a huge difference in and this girl was almost an absolute virgin.

On cue with the sun setting, the boys were becoming more attentive and frisky. One after another, they would walk up and started kissing and grabbing my ass. I was enjoying the attention. What girl would not enjoy being the center of attention? Jim's date for the night sat silently watching as I was passed from one guy to the next.

Robert had seen enough of me being passed around. He slid in and whispered in my ear. "Jim has brought an inexperienced girl, he would appreciate if you take her under your wing tonight. Show her what to expect and encourage her."

We all slipped into the Master's bedroom. I lay at the edge of the bed, one cock after another. They all wanted to bottom out on the back of my throat and hear me gag. Each and every one of them. I felt hands on my hips. I was pulled ass up to the edge of Master's bed on my knees. My knees were at the edge of the bed. I felt a cock moving up and down the crack of my ass looking for my cunt. I am not sure who was back there, they found the sweet spot and slid it on. We had a nice rhythm going. It felt wonderful.

While I was getting fucked from behind, I could see Jim was putting his young girl through the paces. I heard her being gagged. He was not being gentle at all. Her nose was running and there were copious amounts of saliva running down her cheeks. I smiled as I watched my Master walk up and speak with Jim. They were whispering to each other. I see my Master reach down and unzip. I watch as his cock plopped out and hung. Jim stepped aside and I watched as Master started to feed his cock to this newbie. She could not handle him. It was a rite of passage. If you are going to be a Sissy, you are going to have to learn how to handle a large cock. If it is too big, there is always your pussy to make the man happy. I have had several that I could barely fit my mouth around and after a few minutes, the jaw begins to protest.

Jim grabbed his girl by the hand and brought her over to the bed next to me. The boys stood around the bed in a semicircle. The two of us made eye contact and I said "Sister, it is nice to finally have a chance to talk. She smiled and kissed me. I had not expected this at all. Both of us rose to our knees and our tongues were exploring each other's mouth. So young. So innocent. I grabbed her by the ass as I kissed her and I swear she melted into a puddle. I lay her back on the bed and slowly removed her panties to reveal a very pretty cock. Not large at all, simply to the eye -- perfect.

I sucked on Jim's young girl for quite, maybe as long as a half and hour. I worked her cock and nuts over, they were dripping saliva. I ate her pussy and from her reaction, she had never had been eaten before. I heard her breathing increasing, her cock was starting to harden and pulse to the point of orgasm. I edged her to the point of orgasm several times. This young thing was sweet. My guess is, she had never been handled roughly. I suspect she was a very young girl with little if no experience at all just starting on the path of becoming a playtoy for men. I edged her and I let her sit, throbbing and wanting to cum.

I watched as my Master took this poor thing by the hips. He slid her to the edge of the bed. I see him lube her pussy. I see him lube his cock. He starts to slide in and stops, thrusting slightly with only the tip in. He pulled out and applied more lube. Eventually, I see my understudy slowly back up to my Master and his cock is slowly disappearing into her. This young girl got a gold star and had managed to get a sizeable cock in her without too much trouble. Master fucked her good. The other's cocks tonight were nothing compared to his. She was going to have a good time.

It was a repeat of the night before. One cock after the other.I had multiple loads fed to me. I had multiple loads in my pussy. It is good to be a sissy. I know I get more cock than genetic women. I know the men I am with prefer me over genetic women.

Robert crawled into bed next to me and wasted no time slipping his cock against my ass and slipping into me. He did it with ease and I suspect from practice. It was an easy slide, lube and jism made it a piece of cake. He started pumping away as only he could. It was going to be nice finishing off the night with Master's load in me. He said, "The boys have enjoyed you this weekend. You have made me proud. I could not have asked for a better girl." He came in me and I fell asleep in his arms, cum running down my ass as he softened in my pussy.

I mentioned that this weekend proved to be lucrative. It seems the boys took up a collection for me and there was a wad of $100 bills in my purse the next day. They wanted to thank me and told me to buy whatever my sissy heart desired. Of course, they all left or ways to contact them.
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Robert Part 6, Cabin Part 3
Posted:Oct 25, 2019 5:02 pm
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I woke the next morning in Robert's cabin happier than I had ever been in my entire life. I woke up in Robert's bed, with Robert. I had dreamt of the day I would wake in his arms. It was no longer a fantasy. My mind drifted off into an area that I had given little thought, do he and his wife share this bed?

I had been gangbanged last night. I had many many loads of lovely cum dumped in me. Some in my mouth and face! They all were polite men who had some marvelous cocks and knew how to please a lady. I am sure I smelled of sex this morning. I had no doubt of it. I did not want to shower. I wanted to smell like the guys and their cum.

I was satisfied on so many levels with this trip to the woods and this cabin. I felt Robert's morning wood against my ass. Right where it belonged. It was our first night sleeping together all night. I no longer had to dream about a Robert sleeping with me all night, it had happened. He was the big spoon, I was the little spoon. It was heaven. I feel him press his hips against me to test the water. My ass was still slippery from last night. Robert started to stir and was waking up. I could feel that his hand was moving in the general direction of his slab of a cock. He split my ass cheeks with his cock and with a gentle slide he was in. My man is buried in me. Better than morning coffee to wake a girl up.

I could feel his breath on my neck. He was enjoying this, I could hear his respirations increasing. I felt kisses on my neck and ears. He whispered in my ear, "did you enjoy yourself last night." My response was simply "yesssss, it was wonderful." I positioned myself so he could pump away deeper and easier. His tempo increased and he worked this girl over.

The best analogy I can give you about Robert's cock is take a close look at the diameter of your wrist. Imagine something the size of your wrist inserted into your pussy. He was somewhere around 7" to 7.5". His erections were rock solid. He was very much an ALPHA male and dominated matters in and out of the bedroom. The shaft of his cock did not taper. His cock was solid. His balls were low hangers. The girls out there know exactly what I mean by low hangers. The type that smacks against your ass with each thrust when fucked from behind. All on a wiry frame...

Robert said "you were amazing last night. You are a lovely woman. I hope the boys were not too rough on you." I said, "it was not rough at all. It came naturally. I was in my natural element and it was a night I will always remember, thank you."

Robert liked me on my belly with my legs spread. He would get on top of me and in this position, he could control depth, speed, and penetration. Robert also knew that 95% of the time I would cum from being fucked in this position. I was told "Belly!" I did as I was told by my Master. He fucked me brutally. The man fucked me to the point I almost passed out. He was a human pile driver at this point with a steady and consistent rhythm. He came in me. He pulled his cock out.

He said, "Time to fix breakfast for the boys."

More to follow
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Robert Part 6, the cabin Part 2
Posted:Oct 24, 2019 12:01 pm
Last Updated:Feb 7, 2020 8:09 am
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I am at Robert's cabin in the woods. We are in his hot tub. I could see car lights in the tree line.

After getting out of the hot tub, it had to be a combination of the wine and the heat from the hot tub getting to me. I was mellow and not in the least nervous. I see 3 SUV's and one very new BMW's were parked in his driveway and men exiting their vehicles. Robert introduced me to his friends as his girlfriend. He went around the room and introduced each man name. The names did not register. I smiled and poured myself another glass of wine. I needed another glass of wine at this point. I asked each man what he wanted to drink and he was served.

Robert and I walked around the room mingling with my new friends. Names did not register with me. It had to be the wine. It was a blur. We laughed and joked. Somebody put in some very run of the mill porn on the television and it was playing in the background. The was very familiar with each other. Joking and telling tall tales.

After a period of time, through the door walked Jim. Robert made the comment to me, "Jim needs no introduction, does he dear?" I smiled.

Robert informed me that all of the men here were his friends and married and safe. He gathered everyone around me and said, "now that Jimmie is here, let the party begin." I had hands all over me. I had hands up my skirt. Multiple men muttering in my ear, "I want to fuck you."

So much for charming a lady. It was a grope fest. I was the main course and the buys were .

I am no lady. I am a slut and I worship cock. Do not let my demeanor fool you. I felt lips on my clit. I got hard. It was downhill from here. I knew that mouth, It was Jim and he had talent.
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We left a trail of clothes on our way to my Master's bedroom. I lay down on the bed and I was overwhelmed. Robert and Jim were the assertive ones. Robert and Jim were barking orders. Two of the men were alternating back and forth sucking each other off in the corner. They showed mo interest with me. If my memory is correctly, I had the attention of Robert, Jim and two other men. I was being kissed, my pussy probed one man, my clit being sucked on and a cock in my mouth, my Robert's cock.

Robert at some point whispered in my ear, "are you a good girl or a slut?" I said "I am your slut, Master" I kissed him. The other men were still sucking a fingering me while we spoke. He asked "We would like to gangbang you." My biggest concern was, is this safe? Robert assured me that this was a circle of friends, all married, tested and they do not stray outside their small for play. I said "condoms? Please, I think it is smart." He whispered in my ear, "it is ok. trust me, everything, will be fine."

I fell Robert slip from the bed. He roughly grabs me my hips, pulls my knees to the edge of the bed and I feel his cock at my pussy. He pushes in forcefully and meets with resistance. It hurts at first and the pain fades to pleasure. One of the guys lays down in front of me on the bed with his cock. He is stroking and slides it in my mouth. I suck him while my Master fucks me.

I have flashbacks to the movie theater with Robert and men gathering around us. I have a small semi circle of 4 men, Robert me and a cock in my mouth. I hear some mumbling in the background between thrusts of Robert's cock. Roberts slides out of me. I feel a cock at my pussy again. I can tell from the size, it is not my Master. It is one of his friends.

It was round robin. I was in the middle of the round robin and with a total of six men. Jim, Robert, 3 SUV guys and the BMW. It was a blur of cocks that night. I was spit roasted, fucked doggie, on my back, on my belly. I learned that night, my favorite position is reverse cowgirl. I love the ability to control depth, speed and edge a man with my pussy. I got some talent with my cunt that makes men beg. Tonight, I had a cock in my pussy and one in my mouth reverse cowgirl -- a first. The bangbang -- a first.

I had loads of wonderful dumped in me randomly throughout the night. One man would , the next man would take his place without missing a beat. I can say for sure that there were at least 6 loads the first night, probably more. I was stretched to the limit and loose the end of the evening. I wore off all of my lipstick, I am sure my mascara had run. I probably looked like a mess. The boys were sweaty and well drained. They wandered off to their rooms to sleep.

I was tucked into bed several of them before they left. It was kind of them to do this. I felt the covers lift and a body slid next to me. Robert asked me, "did you enjoy?" I was silent for a minute and whispered "it was wonderful. Your friends are wonderful. Thank you." we kissed and drifted off to sleep.

Breakfast... that started the day with a smile....
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Robert Part 5, the cabin Part 1 and becoming a , sort of LOL.
Posted:Oct 24, 2019 10:53 am
Last Updated:Oct 24, 2019 12:24 pm
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These stories are about my time spent as Robert's lover. They are real. Think of this as a diary of sorts. These are my experiences and memories from many years ago which are still clear and vivid. Everyone remembers the details of their youth with clarity. I bet you do. Am I right? These are my youthful days becoming a sissy, my transition from a to a submissive dumpster. I was a young girl, naive and youthful and wide eyed. Every day was a new adventure as a sissy with many new first time experiences for me.

day, I work a dominated, must be in control stress job. At night, as soon as I hit the door I transition to Ivana. It is a habit started years ago and a practice I still do this very today. I put the worries of the day-to-day behind me as Ivana. When I close the door to the outside world it is time for a shower, a complete shave, makeup, my wig and then slipping into clothing that feels so good against my skin. I transition from being in control, to being controlled and very submissive. Ivana is everybodies girl and easy.

I need a man in my life like Robert again. If I were to describe Robert he was thoughtful, kind, controlling and adventurous. He also had a wicked sense of humor. Robert was nicely hung and endowed with a large and very very thick cock. I am not a size queen. Attitude and assertiveness are the keys to me spreading my legs for you. Large and thick is an added bonus for me! It does feel good to be filled with a thick large thick cock though, I have to admit.

Many men on here ask, are you passable? It is a tough question and one that I will try and answer. I think I am easily clocked. Not sure what "clocked" is or means? Clocked is when a shemale, transgender or crossdresser is spotted as being a man genetically. It is a sexual speeding . You sir have been caught doing 48 miles an hour in a mph zone and are birth. An example is, the construction workers I walked clocked me as being a lady boy.... which usually elicits many many rude comments. Personally, lemons into lemonade sweetie, I look for the quiet one in the , he is the admirer.

I am over 6' barefoot and not petite any stretch of the imagination. In heels, over 6'5" with long smooth legs. It is amazing going through this process the of women, though small in who have a similar height and build. I envy those girls who are 5"4" and 0 pounds, half the battle is won.

I watch the larger genetic girls carefully as to their deportment, how they carry themselves. It is never too late to learn. I have learned to pad in the right places to get those feminine curves I see on those larger genetic ladies.

I rarely go out dressed in public. I do though and have several places where I can wander aimlessly to avoid. I have intentionally met men at these places and struck up casual conversation about benign and vapid topics. They will flirt with me. Odds are, I have a better figure, wear makeup better, wear better clothing, smell better than the wife he has sitting at home. Do I believe the casual man on the street has a thing for sissies, not at all. I think he sincerely liked what he saw when we chatted. All men think with their cocks.

Robert had . Robert was retired. At the time, I was a size 20. Packages would arrive without notice. Weeks would pass without hearing a word from Robert, though packages would arrive with some of the most sexy and tasteful clothing.

I hear a knock at the door. It is Robert. We greeted each other with a a sloppy kiss and I invite him in.

It seems that Robert was on a mission and in a hurry. My heart sank he had so little time. It was winter. It was cold. I was lacking Vitamin D and sunshine was not the solution to my Vitamin D deficiency. I needed DICK!

He invited me on a weekend away to his cabin. He was in a hurry, his wife was shopping at the local mall. He did not have much time and was I interested. Of course I was interested. We discussed the dates. He kissed me quickly and got back to his wife at the mall.

I found a cryptic note wedged in my storm door several days later. "Baby Doll... Plans for the weekend are still on, wife is visiting family in Washington. I have invited several friends up for the weekend. Do not worry, you will fit right in. It will be a fun weekend for all. Kisses, Robert."

I packed my suitcase with everything I could think possible. Friday evening rolled around and at 6PM sharp, there was a knock at the door. Robert grabbed my bags and off we went to the mountains. He was a different man tonight. He was relaxed and joking. He made the trip delightful.

We arrived and his idea of a cabin and mine are completely different. It was a Colorado style log home, not a cabin as I had imagined. It was a second home. He carried my bags to the Master bedroom. He kissed me and asked me what I thought. I was amazed. I am asked, "Are you in the mood for some naked hot tub time?" I pulled my hair up into a bun and said "point the way!"

We stripped and slipped in. It is an isolated area. Remote, secluded in the woods and several miles from another home.

As we were chatting, I asked about the friends he mentioned that would be here this weekend in his note. He said you know one of them, Jim. He apologized for giving my to him and not letting me know. He smiled and said, it was not like he was s stranger. If you read installment of Robert Part 3 & 4, this will make some sense to you.

Car lights could be visible... in the tree line. Part 6 is where the fun begins....
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Robert, Part 4
Posted:Oct 24, 2019 12:20 am
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I was home and it was a winter night. Sundown was early, snow was blowing, the temperatures were bitter and hovering around zero. I was snuggled under a blanket in a nighty and panties. I was watching mindless television. I was eating popcorn and drinking a scotch. I had moisturized my face for the night.

I thought I heard a knock at my door or was it the wind blowing and rattling the door?

I wandered to my kitchen, opened the door only as far as the chain lock would allow. The storm door watch latched. I hear a knock. I flipped on my porch light and there is a man standing there.

I hear "My name is Jim, I am a friend of Robert's."

I smiled just hearing Robert's name. Robert and I had relationship that lasted somewhere between five and six years. It was steady. It was regular. It was wonderful. As the years n we went from friends with benefits Robert to lovers. He referred to me as his "baby girl." Robert is at least 16 years older than I am.

I was confused. Robert apparently had given Jim my address. I said "good evening, Jim. Is there something I can do for you?" Jim was obviously cold, shuffling from side-to-side trying to keep warm. He asks, "may I come in."

I unlatch the chain and invite him in. I take his coat from him. He is a tall man. Jet black hair with sharp features, a chiseled and sharp face. There were no soft features on this man. He had broad shoulder that and narrow hips on tall lanky legs.

I invite him in and we start to chat.

He first asked if I had any porn. I put some trans/shemale on the television. The girl on the screen had a perfect slab for a cock. I grabbed us both a beer. He laughed and said "You have no idea who I am do you?" I was at a complete loss. My mind raced and I had no idea who this man who showed up at my door. I could not remember him.

Jim teased me. "You been to an adult movie theater lately?" I smiled and said "yes, I went with Robert recently." Jim siad, "You suck cock like a pro sweetie." It dawned on me and out of the blue, it landed with a smack right across my face. I sucked this man and swallowed his load while Robert pumped at my pussy.

I smiled. I was set up at the movie theater. It had to be the case. I confirmed it with jim and laughed. ""So, you and Robert planned the night at the movies?" Jim went on to say that Robert mentioned he was planning on taking his girlfriend to the adult theater. Jim questioned Robert as to what kind of girl are you dating that would go to that place with you. Robert filled Jim in on every detail.

We had a good laugh. Jim slid closer to me on the couch. He tells me, "you are lovely. I admired you in the theater. It was dark. I was not able to see much of you that night. I see what Robert sees in you." I blushed. Empty flattery? Or sincere flattery?

I was slowly starting to understand that there is a small group of men, not a large percentage who appreciate someone who is feminine and has a cock. Feminine curves with a a little something extra between their legs. In many ways, perfect for some men with an open-mind. We can sit and enjoy porn together. Girls like me are as horny as the men we meet with. Girls like me do not want a diamond ring, we would be happy with a pearl necklace. Girls like me take pride in our ability to suck cock. We are usually quite good at it AND our reward is your load. Some men like to be topped, not an option with your everage women.

I took Jim's compliment as sincere. The man did not take his eyes off me. His eyes were brown and penetrating. He struck me as predatory bird. Hunt capture and devour their pray. He had an intensity that was palpable. I had spiraled down the rabbit as a sissy several months ago with Robert's encouragement. I have had no regrets and I was not turning back.

Jim's hand started to stroke my thigh. He reassured me that Robert provided my address. Jim told me Robert knew I was going to stop by for a visit. I could feel myself starting to harden and my panties were getting very uncomfortable. Jim leaned in and kissed me and his hands slid to my cock. He pulled my panties aside and started stroking me.

He lifted my nightie off. He started suckng on my nipples. He started to bite my nipples. He tugged on my piercings. I was in heaven. This man had talent. A mixture of gentle and rough. Jim had me hard. Jim tells me to lay back. I feel his lips on the tip of my cock. His mouth takes in all of me. It was not his first time sucking a cock and it was obvious he was enjoying himself. He did not say a word to me. He would look up from time-to-time and smile.

Jim asks, "can we go to your bedroom?" I grab his hand, lead him to my room. I lit a candle.

Jim pulled the covers back . I crawled into bed. He took off his clothes without saying a word. I lifted the covers for him and he slid in kissing me. We remained silent and never said a word. Our hands explored each other. His cock was pressed against my thigh and I could feel it throbbing.

He moved from my nipples down my belly and I could feel his breath against my cock. Again, his talented mouth worked my cock. His head rested on my thigh and this man was truly in heaven simply sucking. There is no other way to describe this man's fascination with cock and the devotion he showed.

I feel a finger at my ass. I handed him a tube of lube and he greased me up. He was slowly opening me up, one finger, two fingers, three fingers and finally four, I was told to get my ass in the air. I was expecting to feel his cock pressing against my pussy, instead I fell his tongue at my ass pussy. This man could eat ass.

He lay on the bed next to me. We cannot take our eyes off each other. We kissed. I slid on top of him and he smiled. Straddling him face-to-face and I line his cock up and slowly work his cock into my cunt. I slowly started working the shaft with my pussy. He smiles and says "I like. It is wonderful."

I feel he is matching my rhythm. His hips rising up, going in deeper and his hips smack against my ass. I slid him out slowly. He did not look happy. I said "lay there and enjoy." I smiled. He smiled. We were connecting and moving smoothly and in synch. I got myself in a reverse cowgirl. He grabbed his cock by the shaft. The tip of his cock found my pussy, he sat on it. I buried the entire length of his cock in me. I rocked forward and backward. I raise and lower my as as he lays there. It felt wonderful for both of us.

I was edging him and I was able to read him well. Getting him to the brink of orgasm and waiting patiently until I knew it was time to start again. I hear him say "lay on your belly." His hands spread my legs apart and I fell him sliding in. He starts to talk to me as he slides in and out of me. The depth varied.

"You are the perfect girl. Robert was right!"

He started to pound my pussy from behind. Jim would not stop until he drained his cock in me. There is something beautiful about the sound of a man smacking against my ass as his cock slides in and out. I am starting to cum. I know it will not be much longer for me. No need for a reach around, he had the perfect angle. I was going to nut from being fucked. It happens quite often for me.

I tell Jim, "I am going to cum." I fell wave after wave as it hits me. A huge load all over my clean sheets. I feel him throbbing.He worked his cum into my pussy. He falls limp in top of me. He continued to pump at my pussy as he softens.

If you are a girl, you know the contentment of having a man's load in your pussy. There is nothing more satisfying. As a sissy, I am a cum dumpster for men. There is nothing in the world like the feeling of being bred. My second time being bred, heaven.
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An Unexpected Present - Part 3
Posted:Oct 14, 2019 5:45 pm
Last Updated:Feb 7, 2020 8:10 am
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I was becoming a new person all because of Robert being in my life. Robert would be a regular part of my life for at least 5-6 years. We still see each other occasionally now from time-to-time. I was embracing my new found femininity. I was transforming myself into the ideal woman.

I personally believe throughout this process I started as a young age girl and slowly matured. I would try outfit after outfit on, spend hours in front of my mirror trying different makeup techniques gleaned from magazines. I liked this outfit. Others were not so flattering. I got new shoes through the mail. I liked one pair in particular, another pair would do in a pinch. I questioned, are my breasts big enough? Are my breasts too small? I was shaving myself smooth every day. I was moisturizing my skin daily. My skin went from hairy, dry and masculine to soft, smooth pliable and feminine to the touch.

The more I applied makeup, the more proficient I became. Having gone through my wardrobe, I knew what outfits were appealing. Preparation that might take me several hours was being accomplished in less than an hour. I ventured out on drives, always carrying male clothes in my vehicle in the event of a flat tire.

Several weeks had passed and silence from Robert until a package arrived.

I got home from work in the evening and noticed a parcel on my porch. I had not placed any orders, all of my girly stuff arrived. I had no idea what the package contained. In the house I opened the box and found a human hair wig. It was a layered blonde medium length wig with a lace front. It had a sweep across the face of hair and lovely. Having been window shopping for wigs, I knew this was a pricey wig far beyond my budget. I put the wig on for the first time. This wig was classy and it truly made a huge difference in my appearance. It transformed me. I would never wear a cheap wig again.

The following day I found a a discrete opaque bag between my doors. It had two suction cup dildos and a hand written note. "You need to work on your sucking. You gag too much. I love your pussy tight, though it needs a regular workout." Both dildos were heavily veined and frightening. They found a home in my shower and now added to my shower routine as regular workouts with my dildos.

I had settled into a routine. I was waiting patiently for my man to return. I knew he would return. It was simply a matter of when. Most likely when I least suspected and unprepared. The odds of that were slim to none these days, my transformation was smooth and flawless these days.

I was finishing up dishes when I heard a knock at the door. From my bathroom window I could see Robert. My heart fluttered and I quite gracefully walked in my heels to the door. He kissed me and told me my hair looked lovely, even better than he imagined. I invited him in and he said, "we are going for a ride."

He was far more chatty than usual. He explained that he was taking me to a movie' He asked "was there anything that was in the theaters I would like to see?" Racing through my mind was simply that movie theaters were usually darkened and I might pass unnoticed. I was petrified. He would not take me to a public place, would he?

Before I knew it, we were pulling into the parking lot of an adult theater. I knew this adult theater well. It had two screens or theaters under one roof . Typically, the left side had all the action, the right not so much. We walk to the window and Robert says "A ticket for me and one for my girlfriend." My heart skipped a beat and it seems we were in a relationship. Was it wishful thinking or the truth -- we were in a relationship?

We walk through the doors and the room at first is always pitch black until your eyes adjusted. A line of men along the back wall could be seen after a few minutes. I heard the sound of someone getting their cock sucked. There was the smell of men -- YUM! The smell of cum wafted to my nose, with a faint scent of lube. I started to get turned on even more.

Robert took me by the hand and lead me to seat. Once seated, he wasted no time and I felt his hand rubbing on my hose. He liked the smoothness of the touch. I loved the touch of his hand. His hand slid to my clit, he slid my panties aside and proceeded to stroke hard. He stood up and said follow me. We went pack to the wall where the men were lined up.

I was very comfortable in this theater. I had been here many times. It was a perfect choice. I knew that something was going to happen this evening, I was just not sure what.

He whispers in my ear, "be a good sissy, get on your knees." I do as I am told. He unzips his pants and that lovly cock of his dropped out of his zipper. At this point, men are gathering around us and watching. Some with their cocks out and stroking. I hear the magic words "suck me."

It is truly and honour to service an APLHA male or bull with a large cock. Robert has a large cock. Any will tell you, having a man who takes control, is hung and knows what he wants is a dream come true. Men like Robert are keepers. Use me. Abuse me. I will come back for more.

I feel my skirt being lifted and hands rubbing my ass. Men from the crowd! Robert barked at a couple of the men rubbing my ass"This is my bitch, not this time." They quickly stopped.

I sucked Robert until my jaw ached. I did not gag as much and he complimented me. I get lead to the last row of seats in the theater and I hear in my ear "Bend at the waist, dear." I feel my skirt lifted and cold lube running down my ass, his cock at the entrance of my cunt. He gently works the tip in and nothing more. I try to back up and he pulls away.

Eventually, he slides in all the way with relative ease. I have men in front of me stroking their cocks. I have men gathered semi-circle around Robert and I to the back. All watching and wanking. Robert and I have become the entertainment for the evening. Robert asks me "you want these other men, don't you?" I reply, "yes, sir." Robert said, "I will pick one for you to suck. I will pick one only."

Robert is buried in my pussy. A man steps in front of me with a nice cock, I open my mouth and take him him. Spit roasted by two men. Robert hammering at my pussy, the other starts hammering at my throat. I know the man I am sucking is going to nut. His breathing rate increases, his thrusts deeper in my throat and his grip on my head tightening. He pushed his cock into the back of my throat and unloads. I do not waste a drop. I suck and milk his cock for the very last drop. I lick his cock clean of cum.

It seems Robert was enjoying the show before him and the attention around us. Robert was in charge. He commanded a presence and air of control with all of these men. There were any number of men that blew loads around me while Robert was fucking me. Many would stand right in front of me and blow their load on the floor. I would here Robert say "it is ok, go ahead." indicating that it was ok for them to get closer and cum only inches from me. I did catch a part of a load across my face accidently.

Robert was lasting quite a while tonight and in a groove. His bitch was not complaining. I was getting a good and needed reaming. He eventually nutted in me. It was truly wonderful. I had cum dripping down my ass as I walked out of the theater. The faint taste of the other man's load was still in my mouth, Robert kissed me and told me I was perfect. He went on to tell me that any man would be proud to have me on his arm. We kissed and shared what remained of the other man's load.

It was a quiet ride home that night. I snuggled against him. Looked into his eyes as he drove home.
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Robert Part 4, the cabin and becoming a , sort of LOL.
Posted:Oct 24, 2019 12:17 pm
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These stories are about my time spent as Robert's lover. They are real. Think of this as a diary of sorts. These are my experiences and memories from many years ago which are still clear and vivid. Everyone remembers the details of their youth with clarity. I bet you do. Am I right? These are my youthful days becoming a sissy, my transition from a to a submissive dumpster. I was a young girl, naive and youthful and wide eyed. Every day was a new adventure with many new experiences.

day, I work a dominated, must be in control stress job. At night, as soon as I hit the door I transition to Ivana. It is a habit started years ago and a practice I still do this very today. I put the worries of the day-to-day behind me as Ivana. When I close the door to the outside world it is time for a shower, a complete shave, makeup, my wig and then slipping into clothing that feels so good against my skin. I transition from being in control, to being controlled and very submissive. Ivana is everybodies girl and easy.

I need a man in my life like Robert again. If I were to describe Robert he was thoughtful, kind, controlling and adventurous. Robert was also nicely hung and endowed with a very large and very very thick cock. I am not a size queen. Attitude and assertiveness are the keys to me spreading my legs for you. Large and thick is an added bonus for me!

Many men on here ask, are you passable? It is a tough question and one that I will try and answer. I think I am easily clocked. Not sure what "clocked" is or means? Clocked is when a shemale, transgender or crossdresser is spotted as being a man genetically. It is a sexual speeding . You sir have been caught doing 48 miles an hour in a mph zone and are birth. An example is, the construction workers I walked clocked me as being a lady boy.... which usually elicits many many rude comments. Personally, lemons into lemonade sweetie, I look for the quiet one in the , he is the admirer.

I am over 6' barefoot and not petite any stretch of the imagination. In heels, over 6'5" with long smooth legs. It is amazing going through this process the of women, though small in who have a similar height and build. I envy those girls who are 5"4" and 0 pounds, half the battle is won.

I watch the larger genetic girls carefully as to their deportment, how they carry themselves. It is never too late to learn. I have learned to pad in the right places to get those feminine curves I see on those genetic ladies.

I rarely go out dressed in public. I do though and have several places where I can wander aimlessly to avoid. I have intentionally met men at these places and struck up casual conversation about benign and vapid topics. They will flirt with me. Odds are, I have a better figure, wear makeup better, wear better clothing, smell better than the wife he has sitting at home. Do I believe the casual man on the street has a thing for sissies, not at all. I think he liked what he saw. All men think with their cocks.

Robert had . Robert was retired. At the time, I was a size 20. Packages would arrive without notice. Weeks would pass without hearing a word from Robert, though packages would arrive with some of the most sexy and tasteful clothing.

I hear a knock at the door. It is Robert. We greeted each other with a a sloppy kiss and I invite him in.

It seems that Robert was on a mission. He invited me on a weekend away to his cabin. He was in a hurry, his wife was shopping at the local mall. He did not have much time and was I interested. Of course I was interested. We discussed the dates. He kissed me quickly and got back to his wife.

I found a cryptic note wedged in my storm door. "Baby Doll... Plans for the weekend are still on, wife is visiting family in Washington. I have invited several friends up for the weekend as well. Do not worry, you will fit right in. Kisses, Robert."

I packed my suitcase with everything I could think possible. Friday evening rolled around and at 6PM sharp, there was a knock at the door. Robert grabbed my bags and off we went to the mountains. He was a different man tonight. He was relaxed and joking. He made the trip delightful.

We arrived and his idea of a cabin and mine are completely different. It was a Colorado style log home, not a cabin as I had imagined. He carried my bags to the Master bedroom. He kissed me and asked me what I thought. I was amazed. I am asked, "Are you in the mood for some naked hot tub time?" I pulled my hair up into a bun and said "point the way!"

We stripped and slipped in. It is an isolated area. Remote, secluded in the woods and several miles from another home.

As we were chatting, I asked about the friends he mentioned that would be here this weekend in his note. He said you know one of them, Jim. He apologized for giving my to him and not letting me know. He smiled and said, it was not like he was s stranger. If you read installment of Robert Part 3 & 4, this will make some sense to you.

Car lights could be visible... in the tree line.
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Robert, the drill instructor Part 2
Posted:Oct 13, 2019 11:03 am
Last Updated:Oct 18, 2019 5:52 am
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Drill Instructor Robert

If you read my previous installment, you will understand without question that Robert ordered me to wear women's clothing when I am not at work daily. I had to get creative. I had a few items of women's clothing and that was all I had at the start of this process. Panties pilfered from an old girlfriend, a worn and ill fitting bra, a skirt and a blouse. I never wore hose or shaved. I was a guy in woman's clothing with 5 o'clock shadow. I took Robert's order seriously.

I was in an odd way determined to take this from a once in a blue moon fetish to possibly being passable in public. A can dream. I was . I was naive. Robert tripped a switch in my brain. Become a sissy, do as ordered and dress like a woman. I was determined to become a woman. I will follow orders. I will do as men tell me without question, to please and satisfy.

I started my shopping at Goodwill and the Salvation Army for bras, panties, skirts, blouses and sweaters. This consumed hours of my time. I shopped the cosmetics area, begging assistance from the clerk at my local pharmacy. My ploy was simple, I had a list from my girlfriend, could you assist me. They gladly obliged. No eyebrows raised at all.

Shoes were proving to be a challenge in my size. I found a pair of women's size wedges a garage . The women them was over 5'" and built solidly. I had a role model. To this , I try and mirror her proportions. Specifically, her contours and curves. She was slightly masculine and slightly feminine. She was an odd mixture of both sexes and I was left with the impression that her husband did as he was told. Her name was Ellen, she was from Germany. Ellen met Roger when he was in the military. I would like to have been a fly on the wall in that bedroom for one night. I suspect Roger did it the way told him. I could see Roger as a sissy and her wielding a strapon.

There is an art to applying makeup. It is not something that comes naturally or quickly. Your improves with time and practice and experience. Something as simple as lipstick can transform one's mouth into something clownish in nature to something a man wants to abuse. I prefer the latter. Eyebrows are the same way, they either frame your perfectly or like a facelift gone bad. I took a deep breath. I shaved completely. Smooth as the I was born. One more step to becoming a woman.

I was relaxing sipping on a bold beer and watching the television one evening, maybe a week or two after my outing with Robert. I hear knocks on the door. I went my bathroom window praying it was not a neighbor or a friend randomly stopping by.

It was Robert.

Walking in any type of platform shoe gracefully takes time and practice and balance. It takes ankle strength. I was slowly developing it, though not quite there yet! Wobbling from the bathroom to the kitchen door, I was in heaven. I opened the door, our eyes met and I felt him looking me over with a critical and admiring eye.

"Are you going to invite me in?" he asked. I stumbled and stammered "Yes, Sir do you like? I have been doing as ordered"

I opened and poured him a beer. He sat down on my couch. For some odd reason I remained standing. His eyes were critically looking over every inch of me.

The next words out of his mouth were "you will not sit next to me unless asked. You will be on your knees at all times when I am here. If we watch a movie, your place is on the floor, on your knees and next to me. You will learn your place."
I got on my knees on the floor as ordered and was as close to him as possible. He smelled good. I could see perfectly the outline of his cock in his pants from my vantage point. I could see that he was sem-hard as I sat next to him. The outline of his cock was very well defined. It probably always is, he is hung like a .

He looks in my eyes and said "You look good. I did not say fantastic. You need a new wig. You are wearing the same one that you wore the last time. I like you choice of clothing" My heart san It was a mixed review.

At the end of this, he takes his hand and rubs his cock through his pants. He paused and looked the ceiling and asks, "You really do want be a sissy, don't you? You want be a plaything for men?" My response was immediate and without hesitation. It did not go unnoticed. "I want be sa sissy. I want be your sissy."

He smiled and said "good answer. Have you chosen a girls name yet? Have you?" I had not even given a thought. I had been reading a magazine filled with lovely Russian women and one of them in particular was memorable, Ivana. Ivana, the female version of Ivan. It worked. I liked it. Robert looked at me and said, "Ivana I am going teach you obey a man and you shall enjoy the rewards of obedience."

Robert is not a large or imposing man and only about 5'6". He was in his mid-seventies at the time of our relationship. Rail thin, wiry, graying, slight with pattern baldness. He exudes authority and it is most likely due his years in the military and being in command. He works out and maintains a chiseled body. Robert unzipped his pants.

"Where is your bedroom?" he asks.

I get up off my knees and take his hand leading him up the stairs. Once he is in my bedroom he says "you need do something about your decor. I expect girl's bedding and pillows in here next time. A few stuffed animals on the bed would be a nice touch." All I can do is stare at his bulge and reply, "yes, Sir."

He drops his pants and is wearing a jock strap pair of underwear that barely can contain his coc The bulge is pretty. The bulge is intimidating. The bulge is huge. It is lovely and all I want do is drop my knees and open my mouth.

He walks over me and orders me kiss him. I give him a quick kiss. He grabs me by the back of my head and mutters "fucking tease." He begins force his tongue down my throat. I start to relax and begin to follow his lead. I kiss back and fell his hands go from my head to my skirt being lifted to my ass being rubbed.

I get a one word command "KNEES." I drop to my knees and he let's his cock free. It is a slab of meet. It is thic It is long. It is rock hard. It is bouncing up and down inches from my mouth. I ordered "SUC"

I learned flinch whenever I felt a hand at the back of my head. It was going be lesson time. I was going get schooled or not doing well enough. I felt the hand at the back of my head and my mouth and throat were going be abused. He forced his cock down my throat. I gagged, I could not get the entire length of his cock down my throat. It would take at least another months before I could do it. I still gagged even after months and my nose was buried in his pubes. He still laughed every time I gagged. He would not remove his hand until I licked his balls. He did have a sadistic streak in him.

I was ordered my bed "get on all fours." I feel my skirt being lifted. Robert is rubbing my ass. My undies were being peeled down. I feel a finger poking my pussy. I hear "you have and lube?" I feel cold lube running down my crack and he begins loosen my pussy, one finger, two fingers, fingers and four fingers.

I am ordered back up the edge of the bed. I feel his cock slowly entering. He is gentle. He is taking his time. He is working the head in like a pro and finally once I was able take him, he instinctively knew when slide in the entire shaft. I backed up and my pussy swallowed his coc

He slowly worked his cock in my pussy talking the entire time. "So, you want be my sissy? You want be a little bitch for men? Real men have cocks like mine. Do you want my cock? Do you?"

My response was match his rhythm, bury him deeper in me and reply "Yes, Sir." He started ride me. He started ride me harder. The sound of his ass smacking against my ass cheeks was hypnotic.

I feel his pace quicken. He had a death grip on my hips. I feel every spasm of his cock as he unloaded in me.

He continues pump as he softens. I was bred and happy. I was full of Robert. Robert had claimed me. I would gladly be Robert's slam piece or his dumpster. He then quietly says and kissed " "When I pull , do not let one drop of that come drip ." He pulled back the covers, told to crawl the covers and sleep. "I want my load in you all night long. I want to be dripping of you in the morning when you shower."

He kissed good night and let himself the door. I slept comforted with the knowledge that I was someone's. Someone liked this . Someone wanted this . Robert had claimed me as his own. Robert is responsible for the creampie pic in my profile.
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Robert... Part 1
Posted:Oct 8, 2019 2:38 pm
Last Updated:Feb 25, 2021 11:01 pm
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This story is dedicated to JR0

I was in the closet for years as a crossdresser. I never dreamt of venturing beyond my front door dressed in women's clothing. My dressing as a woman was an even darker and deeper secret than my bisexuality.

I have enjoyed men since my teens. I was no stranger to sucking cock. In public places like a movie theater or the front seat of a car or somewhere along a public hiking trail. I never discussed, even with men I saw frequently that I got pleasure dressing in women’s clothing.

There was a man named Robert. Seems like every guy is Bob at these places. We have met on and off for years. We would cross paths and it never failed that I got his load. There was one night in particular that stands . While sucking him, he started a line of questioning. He seemed to be on a fishing expedition.

His questions were interesting: how many men have you been with? Do I fuck? Do I do bareback? Have I ever done a of men? The clincher which caused me to pause was, “what is your deepest darkest sexual secret.”

I paused. I stammered and sputtered. My mind immediately focused on my crossdressing. There were pregnant pauses. He started putting his cock in my mouth and he would pull it away teasing me. He said, “I need an answer if you want this cock.” I told him, I like dressing as a woman.

He asked if I still lived alone. I was living alone. I hear, “what is your ?” I gave it to him. I am still on my knees his cock in my hand, he grabs by the jaw harshly and says “my wife is of town, I have all night to play. Get your sissy ass home, dress. I will be there in 2 hours. I want a sissy answering the door.” My response, “yes, sir.” I could not make eye contact. He turned into a of a bitch quickly.

I rushed home, shaved, put on makeup, douched and started to pick clothing. I decided on a blond wig, one if my favorites. I thought I looked somewhat passable... heels on, I put some porn on the television. I was hoping to sit snf snuggle and watch movies with him.

He was punctual. Two hours exactly and not one minute sooner or later. He said, “do you have your house keys.” No, I did not have them. I hear, “get your fucking keys you are going for a ride.” I was terrified. I was scared shitless.

Walking awkwardly in heels, wobbly ankles and all to his car, I prayed none of my neighbors would spot me. He opened the door and I hear, “get in lady,” I was in a safe place. least I thought so.

He reaches over, hits a button and I am locked in. The car goes into gear, we are on our way somewhere. He rubs my thigh as he drives and is telling me he loves the feel of my hose. His hand drifts to my crotch and I have a rock hard cock. He rubs and said I was not that nervous and laughed in a crazy way.

I hear, “Sissy want to suck my cock?” He unzips and his cock is at full attention. I slide over as we are cruising down the highway. I did not think I had much of a choice in the matter.

Bob is well endowed. He is thick. Bob is very thick. Bob can make my jaw ache if he takes too long to . His cock is lovely. All I have ever done when we met was me suck him off. I was scared and excited with the thoughts running through my mind. I wanted to get fucked. He would need to be patient and use plenty of lube if he was going to fuck me.

As I sucked him called me his “sissy slut.” I liked it. It turned me on. He was right. For the 1st time, I knew my place and was happy. I intentionally slowed down sucking him to tease him. I feel body movement, his hand is on the top of my head and he forces the entire length of his cock in my throat. The teasing was apparently not on his agenda.

I gagged. I gagged violently. He said, “you make sounds like a sissy bitch.”

He asked me, “are you hungry?” I told him no. He said I don’t care if you are, I am. He went through a drive through and I wanted to crawl into a corner and hide. I kept my head down the entire time and stared a hole in the floor.

He orders me to take my panties off. His hand roams up my thigh on my hose and he finds my hard cock. He say, “I always wondered what you had, not bad.” He started to jerk me off while he drove. He says, "from now on, this is not a cock -- it is a clit. Your asshole is your pussy."

We pull into my drive and I make a beeline for the door. Wobbly ankles and all! He follows me in. “On your knees, slut,” I start to suck, his hand is at the back of my head, his entire cock forced in. My nose is buried in his pubes, I am gagging and saliva is running down my cheeks. Tears are running down my cheeks. There were times I could not breath. Secretly, I was in heaven.

His cock is glistening with my saliva. I hear “bitch lift your skirt.” Fingers loosen and lubed my pussy. He stretched and worked it for quite a few minutes. I suspect, given the thickness of his cock.., he had better lube me well...

He bent me over my sink. I felt the tip of his cock perfectly where it needed to be... he slid in. I watched my neighbors mowing their lawn while he fucked me from behind bent over my sink. Roughly 50 feet away, they had no clue there neighbor was a sissy and hard a delightful cock buried in me. Once adjusted to the size of his cock, I began to match his rhythm with my hips.

I know he was getting close. His tempo was picking up, his penetration was deeper. His grip on my hips was tightening. I heard him start to grunt. It is funny how each man makes a different sound when he cums. I felt his cock spasm in my pussy. Yes, I can feel the pulse pf your when you cum and dump in me. Each pulse dumping more cum forcefully and deeper into my cunt.

I sucked the remaining cum from his cock, getting the last few drops. I warmed a wash cloth and cleaned his cock. Before he left, he said “plan on me stopping by whenever I want. If you are not at work, be dressed as a woman.”

Our relationship went in for years. It was at this point, I started dressing every , Bob gave the key to happiness and I learned my place. I belong on my knees and my role is simple: be a good sissy and do as Sir asks.”
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