Friday, March 15, 2013
Moved to Tumblr.
I decided to move this blog to Tumblr. You can check out the new version: sissyarchive.tumblr.com
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
My Mistress, Missy.
I began pleasing the man who responded to my craigslist ad a lot. Almost became a regular thing, heading to his place every few days to help him with his load, and he would do new stuff every time. There was even times where I just went over because I was horny. We were always practicing throat fucking, deepthroating, and rough handjobs. But every time I went over, it finished with his load in my mouth. Sometimes even more than one. But it was the same old thing every time.
I eventually delete my craigslist ad, I only got 3 responses to it, 1 of which flaked out. The other was just a fun 1 time experience. But then I started craving a new cock to pleasure, I mean believe me, hanging out under his desk while he works and I give him an amazing blowjob was fun, but it just slowly stopped satisfying me as much, and maybe him too. I began noticing that my time there during each session was getting longer and longer, but we always started right away. I liked to refer to myself as his fuck toy, or boytoy.
After a few weeks of this, I grew tiresome of his only penis, I wanted more. I posted another ad, as a sissy. Before long I got quite a few responses, maybe it was because I put that I had a little experience, but browsing through emails sent from guys looking to get there dick sucked, many didn't fit what I wanted. Many said they wanted a "rim job", although I had never tried it, I wasn't really planning on it anytime in the near future, then a few days later I got a response from a women, asking how much experience I had. I gave her a quick reply but only told her this was for guys looking for oral, not women.
Now don't get me wrong, I do like women features, but intercourse with them just doesn't turn me on at all anymore. It was to my surprise when she replied asking if I was in need of a mistress. Now, in the picture that was attached it showed a girl with a nice figure, probably around 20-24, wearing a TIGHT latex outfit with a dildo in her hand, no face. I could only reply saying I didn't have a mistress, and asked if she was looking for a sissy.
After exchanging a few emails, she asked me to meet her at her house, as a first meeting, should would take it easy on me but she was in charge. It was almost like she was trying to establish dominance over me already, and I wasn't sure I exactly wanted to do this.
After a few days of planning I went over to her house late one night. I drove up, parked on the sidewalk, and went up to the door and pressed the doorbell. It was only a few seconds before the door opened, and in the doorway stood a women with a beautiful face, same curvish figure, but this time was wearing normal clothes, just tight pants, and a tight shirt.
She looked at me, sort of evaluated me. She stepped aside and told me "Come in, sit down. I'll be right back." She closed the door behind me and ran up the stairs. I looked around and slowly realized that this was a nice little house. Mainly hardwood floor, soft white couches I chose to sit on and wait for her return.
Upon returning she walked down the stairs and around the corner and looked at me as her eyes got wide. She was now in the latex outfit that she had taken the previous picture in and shined off the lights like the hardwood floors. She slightly raised her voice at me "I said sit, not on the couch, you are a sissy, assume position!" I quickly leaped up off the couch and looked around, I wasn't sure what she exactly meant.
"Sit on the floor, on your knees. Quick, now!" she yelled at me. And I did as she commanded, dropped to my knees hands resting on the floor in front of me and looked at her. "That's better." she said looking at me. "Now it's time we got started." She walked over to a desk next to me with a pink laptop on it, opened one of the drawers of it, and pulled out a tanish dildo, unlike the pink one she had in the picture.
She walked over to me, shifted her weight to one side placing her hands on her hips and looked me, dildo in hand. She extended her arm so the small dildo was inches from my face, "Suck it whore." I looked at her for a second, then realized that it was a command, I leaned forward, used my lips to wrap around the head, and began forcing the whole 5 or so inches in my mouth, all the way up to the handle where her hand was placed.
I worked up and down the dildo, looking her in the eye as I did. She smiled slightly but wiped it away before she thought I could realize. She began pushing on it, as I sucked on it she would force it in as much as possible, I could see the suction cup just past her hand as she forced it over and made me suck a small portion of the handle.
The work of this just felt different, I couldn't taste any of the salty goodness, one of my favorite parts about being a sissy. It was almost like I was doing this by myself again, which wasn't quite as good. After a few minutes of sucking, she yanked the dildo out of my mouth. "Good job slut." she said to me as she looked at me with those blue eyes. "You do have experience, how about you come back here daily and we can get a little work done."
Again, I knew this was not a question, and she was not expecting an answer other than yes. "I have another man I please every few days..." I said slowly and dragging on, not sure how she would respond to this. "I don't care, you are my bitch now. You can call me Missy and bring along this 'friend' so we can have double the fun."
"I usually go to his house to -", she cut me off by saying "I don't care, you're mine now. Do I need to introduce punishment so soon?" I tried to finish my sentence, "I am not sure..." Again she cut my sentence short with a raised voice commanding me "Lay back, now!" I did as I was told, not sure what she was going to do. She stood over me and it was now that I realized her outfit didn't have any covering any of her butt or vagina. She was shaved, cleanly, ready for whatever she was about to do next. She turned around and dropped down so that her lips aligned directly with my mouth. "Lick it, now." she ordered.
I slowly stuck my tongue out and touched the bottom of her pussy, I was forced to breathe through my nose but all that I could smell was her freshly cleaned butthole. It only took a few licks before she dropped completely on me, forcing me to sufficate through the smell of her anus as I licked her pussy and was smothered by her ass cheeks. She was doing a little bouncing, trying to force my tongue further inside of her, I wasn't enjoying this as much as she did and almost lost all of my arousal. But again, I believed this was called punishment for a reason, so that I didn't enjoy it like she did.
I was nearly out of breathe by the time she lifted up on one leg and placed the handle of the dildo in my mouth as she aligned her wet pussy with the dildo and began riding my mouth while her ass smacked into my face time after time. It seemed like the smell of her asshole still lingered but was now mixing with sweat, she was getting pretty worked up. Before long she began shaking, with waves of orgasm and thrusted the dildo in as far as she could while her ass cheeks once again smother me and I was forced to take the fresh smell of her anus in.
She sat there, for a few seconds, attempting to recover while still smothering me, I began running low on air and almost started struggling before she got up and turned around just to sit back down on my chest. She took the base of the dildo in her hands, examining her juices that now soaked it with a mix of my saliva. Then looked at me and held it to my mouth, I opened my mouth slightly and she forced it in again forcing me to taste the juices she made.
She got up, and looked at me while I laid there with her dildo covered in her juices rested in my mouth. She rubbed her finger through her lips and brought it to her mouth and took a small lick. "Good, aren't they?" She asked me while I looked at her. "You can take it out now." she said as she stepped back. I pulled the dildo out of my mouth, "Not what the kind of pleasure I enjoy..." I said to her slowly as I began to stand up but remembered her snapping at me earlier, so I dropped to my knees again.
"Perhaps next time, don't disobey me." she said with a smirk, watching me drop to my knees realizing that I had been broken by her. "You didn't put too much enthusiasm into sucking a dildo as I thought you would." She said looking at the dildo on the floor next to me. "I prefer the real thing." I said looking at her staring at her work.
"How about tomorrow you bring your friend, and we can have a little more fun?" She said to me. I knew by now not to give her a reason not too, so I just nodded. "And all you do is oral? Why not extend to anal and playing?" She said looking at my ass rested against the ground. "I'm not ready there. " I replied. "Afraid? How about we fix that tomorrow too? It's easy, and a lot of fun." she said.
"Alright, I guess I should get going. I'll try to contact him tonight." I said as I sat there, afraid to rise to my feet of what she might do for not obeying her authority over me. "Good sissy. Feel free to leave. I look forward to tomorrow." she said as she ordered me up and forced me to do the door. As I left, I heard a click behind me of the door locking, walked down her driveway and got in my car before I pulled out my phone and emailed my first fuck buddy.
Dedicated to Missy. :)
I eventually delete my craigslist ad, I only got 3 responses to it, 1 of which flaked out. The other was just a fun 1 time experience. But then I started craving a new cock to pleasure, I mean believe me, hanging out under his desk while he works and I give him an amazing blowjob was fun, but it just slowly stopped satisfying me as much, and maybe him too. I began noticing that my time there during each session was getting longer and longer, but we always started right away. I liked to refer to myself as his fuck toy, or boytoy.
After a few weeks of this, I grew tiresome of his only penis, I wanted more. I posted another ad, as a sissy. Before long I got quite a few responses, maybe it was because I put that I had a little experience, but browsing through emails sent from guys looking to get there dick sucked, many didn't fit what I wanted. Many said they wanted a "rim job", although I had never tried it, I wasn't really planning on it anytime in the near future, then a few days later I got a response from a women, asking how much experience I had. I gave her a quick reply but only told her this was for guys looking for oral, not women.
Now don't get me wrong, I do like women features, but intercourse with them just doesn't turn me on at all anymore. It was to my surprise when she replied asking if I was in need of a mistress. Now, in the picture that was attached it showed a girl with a nice figure, probably around 20-24, wearing a TIGHT latex outfit with a dildo in her hand, no face. I could only reply saying I didn't have a mistress, and asked if she was looking for a sissy.
After exchanging a few emails, she asked me to meet her at her house, as a first meeting, should would take it easy on me but she was in charge. It was almost like she was trying to establish dominance over me already, and I wasn't sure I exactly wanted to do this.
After a few days of planning I went over to her house late one night. I drove up, parked on the sidewalk, and went up to the door and pressed the doorbell. It was only a few seconds before the door opened, and in the doorway stood a women with a beautiful face, same curvish figure, but this time was wearing normal clothes, just tight pants, and a tight shirt.
She looked at me, sort of evaluated me. She stepped aside and told me "Come in, sit down. I'll be right back." She closed the door behind me and ran up the stairs. I looked around and slowly realized that this was a nice little house. Mainly hardwood floor, soft white couches I chose to sit on and wait for her return.
Upon returning she walked down the stairs and around the corner and looked at me as her eyes got wide. She was now in the latex outfit that she had taken the previous picture in and shined off the lights like the hardwood floors. She slightly raised her voice at me "I said sit, not on the couch, you are a sissy, assume position!" I quickly leaped up off the couch and looked around, I wasn't sure what she exactly meant.
"Sit on the floor, on your knees. Quick, now!" she yelled at me. And I did as she commanded, dropped to my knees hands resting on the floor in front of me and looked at her. "That's better." she said looking at me. "Now it's time we got started." She walked over to a desk next to me with a pink laptop on it, opened one of the drawers of it, and pulled out a tanish dildo, unlike the pink one she had in the picture.
She walked over to me, shifted her weight to one side placing her hands on her hips and looked me, dildo in hand. She extended her arm so the small dildo was inches from my face, "Suck it whore." I looked at her for a second, then realized that it was a command, I leaned forward, used my lips to wrap around the head, and began forcing the whole 5 or so inches in my mouth, all the way up to the handle where her hand was placed.
I worked up and down the dildo, looking her in the eye as I did. She smiled slightly but wiped it away before she thought I could realize. She began pushing on it, as I sucked on it she would force it in as much as possible, I could see the suction cup just past her hand as she forced it over and made me suck a small portion of the handle.
The work of this just felt different, I couldn't taste any of the salty goodness, one of my favorite parts about being a sissy. It was almost like I was doing this by myself again, which wasn't quite as good. After a few minutes of sucking, she yanked the dildo out of my mouth. "Good job slut." she said to me as she looked at me with those blue eyes. "You do have experience, how about you come back here daily and we can get a little work done."
Again, I knew this was not a question, and she was not expecting an answer other than yes. "I have another man I please every few days..." I said slowly and dragging on, not sure how she would respond to this. "I don't care, you are my bitch now. You can call me Missy and bring along this 'friend' so we can have double the fun."
"I usually go to his house to -", she cut me off by saying "I don't care, you're mine now. Do I need to introduce punishment so soon?" I tried to finish my sentence, "I am not sure..." Again she cut my sentence short with a raised voice commanding me "Lay back, now!" I did as I was told, not sure what she was going to do. She stood over me and it was now that I realized her outfit didn't have any covering any of her butt or vagina. She was shaved, cleanly, ready for whatever she was about to do next. She turned around and dropped down so that her lips aligned directly with my mouth. "Lick it, now." she ordered.
I slowly stuck my tongue out and touched the bottom of her pussy, I was forced to breathe through my nose but all that I could smell was her freshly cleaned butthole. It only took a few licks before she dropped completely on me, forcing me to sufficate through the smell of her anus as I licked her pussy and was smothered by her ass cheeks. She was doing a little bouncing, trying to force my tongue further inside of her, I wasn't enjoying this as much as she did and almost lost all of my arousal. But again, I believed this was called punishment for a reason, so that I didn't enjoy it like she did.
I was nearly out of breathe by the time she lifted up on one leg and placed the handle of the dildo in my mouth as she aligned her wet pussy with the dildo and began riding my mouth while her ass smacked into my face time after time. It seemed like the smell of her asshole still lingered but was now mixing with sweat, she was getting pretty worked up. Before long she began shaking, with waves of orgasm and thrusted the dildo in as far as she could while her ass cheeks once again smother me and I was forced to take the fresh smell of her anus in.
She sat there, for a few seconds, attempting to recover while still smothering me, I began running low on air and almost started struggling before she got up and turned around just to sit back down on my chest. She took the base of the dildo in her hands, examining her juices that now soaked it with a mix of my saliva. Then looked at me and held it to my mouth, I opened my mouth slightly and she forced it in again forcing me to taste the juices she made.
She got up, and looked at me while I laid there with her dildo covered in her juices rested in my mouth. She rubbed her finger through her lips and brought it to her mouth and took a small lick. "Good, aren't they?" She asked me while I looked at her. "You can take it out now." she said as she stepped back. I pulled the dildo out of my mouth, "Not what the kind of pleasure I enjoy..." I said to her slowly as I began to stand up but remembered her snapping at me earlier, so I dropped to my knees again.
"Perhaps next time, don't disobey me." she said with a smirk, watching me drop to my knees realizing that I had been broken by her. "You didn't put too much enthusiasm into sucking a dildo as I thought you would." She said looking at the dildo on the floor next to me. "I prefer the real thing." I said looking at her staring at her work.
"How about tomorrow you bring your friend, and we can have a little more fun?" She said to me. I knew by now not to give her a reason not too, so I just nodded. "And all you do is oral? Why not extend to anal and playing?" She said looking at my ass rested against the ground. "I'm not ready there. " I replied. "Afraid? How about we fix that tomorrow too? It's easy, and a lot of fun." she said.
"Alright, I guess I should get going. I'll try to contact him tonight." I said as I sat there, afraid to rise to my feet of what she might do for not obeying her authority over me. "Good sissy. Feel free to leave. I look forward to tomorrow." she said as she ordered me up and forced me to do the door. As I left, I heard a click behind me of the door locking, walked down her driveway and got in my car before I pulled out my phone and emailed my first fuck buddy.
Dedicated to Missy. :)
A sissy's first swallow
After weeks of being a sissy, I slowly started accepting what I was becoming and what I was doing. I even slipped out a few times to go hang out at gloryhole locations, sometimes even that old building, at times, no one would participate, show up, etc. Other times people didn't fit what I wanted, such as they were too small, unshaved, etc. But this soon started turning into a habit, to just go. I slowly started accepting that I was a sissy, and before long could live with what I was doing after I was done.
Many sissys have stories to tell, of how they became a sissy, first experience, first swallow, first time anal, first gangbang, stories with mistress' even, but most of these are for later. The second step in any sissy's adventure is the first time they can swallow, completely. Nothing like, shot across the face with a load, and a little lands in there mouth deal, the whole load, in their mouth, swallow.
I had finally worked myself up to post a craigslist ad, for anyone who wanted there dick sucked, and they had to host. My ad was up for a little over a day before I got a response from a man who appeared to be okay with a "sissy" sucking his dick. He said he had only 1 rule, and that was that there was no mess, and I had to swallow.
Now I was not good at this, the first time I ever tried at a gloryhole, I ended up getting the load stuck halfway down my throat and spitting a vast majority of it up in the nearby toilet. I hadn't really tried much after that because it was tough, you can't just suddenly decide to swallow a load, you have to practice.
We agreed to meet after exchanging a few pictures, he was a 5' 11" white dom, perfectly into getting head from a 18yr old sissy. We arranged a date and it was set, I traveled to his house, and if you can't think of a more awkward scenario then meeting someone to suck on a website. He invited me in, and asked if we should get straight to it, he should take me out, or what should occur. I decided to jump straight into it, as I had been working myself up to this all day, preparing on someone who could see me play.
He had never sent a picture of his dick, so I had no idea how big it was until he told me to take his pants off. And when I say "told", it's more like ordered. And I did as I was commanded. I unbuttoned his pants looking at a small bulge. I thought he might have been about 4-5 inches. I slowly unzipped them, and slid them down to his ankles where he stepped out of them, I could see the bulge a bit more clearly now and thought it really may have only been 4-5 inches.
He commanded me to begin rubbing his cock through his boxers, to get him hard first. I slowly raised my hand up and grabbed the absolute base of his cock and began slowly running down until I was reaching through his legs and barely felt the head, then worked back up. I kept doing this until his boxers became a bit more of a tent than anything else. And I realized, I was wrong about size.
He told me to close my eyes, and I did as I was told, yet again. I heard him slip out of his boxers, and I felt his tip touch my forehead and his balls rest on my mouth. I was in almost shock, he said open them and all I could see what his dick on my face, and all I could smell was his genitals resting right below my nose. He was cleanly shaven, and cut. I had an instant turn on, and wanted to finish myself right there. I was about to get to work, when he grabbed his member himself and lifted it up so only his balls were resting on my face, and simply told me to lie back. I dropped right below him and laid below his open legs, he dropped over me, his legs resting over my shoulders and slowly lowered his balls to my mouth again.
He told me to open, and I did it without even thinking. I was in heaven, I loved what he was doing with me. I opened my mouth and felt his hung genitals force there way into my mouth forcing me to breath through my nose, he laid his dick across my face again and told me to lick his balls.
The sweet smell of his genitals, I had a huge hard on right now, and this guy was just teasing me. I began licking his balls while inhaling the aroma of his member. After about 5 minutes of this, and a bit of slobber oozing out of my mouth, he pulled his balls out of my mouth and scooted back just enough to line the tip of his tool to my lips, I took a quick lick, he grabbed his hard cock, lifted it a few inches, and smacked it against my lips. Because of its size, it actually made decent impact. He was probably 8 1/2 - 9 inches (hard).
He continued playing with me a few times, then told me to open up, again, with no hesitation, I opened my mouth, and before I knew it, he had shoved the tip in. I didn't complain though, but he was still in play time, he lifted his tool out, creating a suction cup with a small *pop* sound. Right afterwards he did it again. *pop*, he did this for a few minutes before he forced more than just the head in, he forced a good 3 - 4 inches in and told me it was time.
I adjusted my head a little and began doing what I liked. I slowly suck on the part he gave me as he held the base. I was about to move my hands up and give him the full experience, but he used his free hand to push them away, then widened his legs more so I couldn't lift my arms. I began wondering how I was ever going to finish him if he never let me work. But I still worked my head on that portion of his cock. He began letting out small grunts and moans. He used the base to pull out the tip and create one last *pop* sound.
He stood up in his original place again, let go of his cock, and told me to get up. I sat back up on my knees, his tool hanging in front of my face, with the tip touching my upper lip. "Begin" he said. And so I did, I used my tongue to lift his cock into my mouth and began taking the head of it for a pleasure ride. I was afraid to use my hands, thinking he might force them away. But I slowly lifted them, placing one on the base and one in the middle and worked it while sucking on the tip.
I looked up at him, and he looked down at me for a quick second before looking up and giving a deep grunt of pleasure. I began quickening my pace, slowly getting faster, wondering if I would ever finish him, but his genitals were still hanging a bit and covered in my slobber. I began taking more his tool in and using less of my hands, I probably got a good 6 inches in before I could feel his cock forcing my gag reflex, as much as I tried to numb it, I couldn't push his whole cock in my mouth with out a slight gag. So I stuck to these 6 inches.
I was still looking up at him, while he was staring up in ecstasy, I could tell he was enjoying it, and so was I to be honest. He looked down at me and realized how much I still had to go, he pulled my hands away, placed them on his thighs, then used his hands to grab the back of my head and begin forcing more and more down my throat.
This wasn't helping my gag reflex, nor my breathing. He would just push my head down on his tool and hold it there for a few seconds, ease me back up, wait a few seconds while I caught my breathe, and repeat. It seemed like forever since he started doing this, and I still couldn't take it all without him forcing me, in which I still choked on it.
He began to realize how much of a gentle sissy I was, and pulled my head off him. "Have you ever been throat fucked before?" he asked. I just looked at him, afraid of not being able to meet his demands, 'No mess'. "No, I haven't." I said to him, looking at his dick swinging in front of me now. "You outta try it, lay back down."
Again, with absolutely no hesitation, I did as I was told. He walked around so he was standing above my head, dropped down. He aligned his huge tool with my mouth and lifted his knees and began supporting himself with his hands. "Are you ready?" I could only nod while thinking about what was about to happen.
He looked down, and began forcing his cock down into my mouth, he began really rough, there was no easy. I began gagging and choking immediately, but he didn't let up. I could feel his cock slam into the back of my throat and then begin its descent down before he pulled up and did it again. My eyes began to water from choking. He didn't let up, but from my perspective, seeing his tool slide in and out of my mouth roughly while his balls slapped my nose repeatedly, I was enjoying it, even if I was choking. He pulled up after about a good 2 minutes of a rough throat fucking and lifted his cock out of my mouth. I began coughing, spitting running out of my mouth and off his cock.
"You all good?" he asked, I didn't care about the choking honestly, I was in heaven right now. So I simply nodded again as I stopped coughing, and he slipped his tool in my mouth and began again. Breaching my throat and then back up. Balls slapping against my nose, it was an experience.
No matter how long he did this, I still couldn't manage to tame my gag reflex. It wouldn't happen. After a good 5-10 minutes of this, I think he decided to carry on. I had slowly realized, especially with his genitals bumping my face repeatedly, that his balls were now tighter than ever, and he would probably be ready soon to finish.
He got up, looked at me with slobber everywhere, got down real quick and used his member to swipe it all into my mouth, I could taste precum, and lots of it. The slamming into the back of my throat made it impossible not too. But he got up again, walked over to the couch, sat down sinking lowly onto the couch and told me to suck him again.
I, myself, got up, got down in front of him, with his legs wide open and took the tip of his penis in my mouth. I used one hand to stroke the base while working the rest with my mouth. I looked directly into his eyes, and he looked at me, working away on his precious cock. He slowly got a small smile to his face as I continued, and I began to feel the pulse in his cock, just faintly at first. He let out a few grunts, and the pulse grew. I was about to pull back but then thought about his rule again. "No mess, have to swallow." I thought, maybe I should pull back and take it all over my face, but before I could finish, his legs wrapped around my head and I felt the pulse reach its maximum.
I felt the first load of his salty cum shoot into my mouth, it hit the back of my throat and I almost choked, I attempted to swallow, but he was pushing my head down on his cock too far, I had no room. The second load shot, splattering in various places of my mouth, all I could taste was his semen, and god I loved it. Boom, third shot, I felt it on my tongue, I stopped stroking him, and let the rest just work its way up. He released his grip around my head and allowed me to pull back. I nearly coughed but tried my hardest to restrain myself. I could feel his salty load on the back of my throat, took one big breathe, and swallowed it whole. It slid down my throat, slower than molasses, it took a few attempts to get it all down.
I had stopped paying attention to him, and was focused on putting this all down. As soon as I was done, I looked up and saw him stroking a little left out for me to lick off his dick. I leaned forward, took the head of his dick in my mouth, slowly pulled back and made a *pop* as I sucked the cum off. I could taste it, and I left it in my mouth for a second, balancing it in the center of my tongue, and took one last swallow.
He was finished, after all that teasing, and playing. I still had a hard rage on, and couldn't think of how I could solve it, but he went in his kitchen, grabbed a small shot glass, and brought it back and held it out to me. He simply said "No messes" and sat back down. I looked at the shot glass, then at his still hard cock, then down at my own. I got up and slowly unzipped my pants, it took only a few strokes before I came in the shot glass.
I held it out to him, but he said "I'm not the sissy." I guess he was right, I examined the glass for a second, rolled my head back and slowly poured the load in my mouth. I handed him the shot glass and he set it next to him on a table.
"You have a few things you need to work on, and explore new things." he told me. I looked at him, and said "I guess, if you have any in mind, what should I improve?"
He examined the shot glass, and said "Practice improving your gag reflex, and maybe go past oral and a handjob. I can tell you liked a lot of the stuff we did."
"I'll try, if that's all I guess I can get going." I said, and parted for the door. I went home a bit of a mess, thank god for a car ride, I got home and cleaned myself up, took a few drinks of water to wash everything down, wiped my eyes a bit, and laid down thinking.
I really enjoyed the experience, and I was happy that it wasn't a few days later that I got an email from him asking if I wanted to go again. But of course, another story.
Many sissys have stories to tell, of how they became a sissy, first experience, first swallow, first time anal, first gangbang, stories with mistress' even, but most of these are for later. The second step in any sissy's adventure is the first time they can swallow, completely. Nothing like, shot across the face with a load, and a little lands in there mouth deal, the whole load, in their mouth, swallow.
I had finally worked myself up to post a craigslist ad, for anyone who wanted there dick sucked, and they had to host. My ad was up for a little over a day before I got a response from a man who appeared to be okay with a "sissy" sucking his dick. He said he had only 1 rule, and that was that there was no mess, and I had to swallow.
Now I was not good at this, the first time I ever tried at a gloryhole, I ended up getting the load stuck halfway down my throat and spitting a vast majority of it up in the nearby toilet. I hadn't really tried much after that because it was tough, you can't just suddenly decide to swallow a load, you have to practice.
We agreed to meet after exchanging a few pictures, he was a 5' 11" white dom, perfectly into getting head from a 18yr old sissy. We arranged a date and it was set, I traveled to his house, and if you can't think of a more awkward scenario then meeting someone to suck on a website. He invited me in, and asked if we should get straight to it, he should take me out, or what should occur. I decided to jump straight into it, as I had been working myself up to this all day, preparing on someone who could see me play.
He had never sent a picture of his dick, so I had no idea how big it was until he told me to take his pants off. And when I say "told", it's more like ordered. And I did as I was commanded. I unbuttoned his pants looking at a small bulge. I thought he might have been about 4-5 inches. I slowly unzipped them, and slid them down to his ankles where he stepped out of them, I could see the bulge a bit more clearly now and thought it really may have only been 4-5 inches.
He commanded me to begin rubbing his cock through his boxers, to get him hard first. I slowly raised my hand up and grabbed the absolute base of his cock and began slowly running down until I was reaching through his legs and barely felt the head, then worked back up. I kept doing this until his boxers became a bit more of a tent than anything else. And I realized, I was wrong about size.
He told me to close my eyes, and I did as I was told, yet again. I heard him slip out of his boxers, and I felt his tip touch my forehead and his balls rest on my mouth. I was in almost shock, he said open them and all I could see what his dick on my face, and all I could smell was his genitals resting right below my nose. He was cleanly shaven, and cut. I had an instant turn on, and wanted to finish myself right there. I was about to get to work, when he grabbed his member himself and lifted it up so only his balls were resting on my face, and simply told me to lie back. I dropped right below him and laid below his open legs, he dropped over me, his legs resting over my shoulders and slowly lowered his balls to my mouth again.
He told me to open, and I did it without even thinking. I was in heaven, I loved what he was doing with me. I opened my mouth and felt his hung genitals force there way into my mouth forcing me to breath through my nose, he laid his dick across my face again and told me to lick his balls.
The sweet smell of his genitals, I had a huge hard on right now, and this guy was just teasing me. I began licking his balls while inhaling the aroma of his member. After about 5 minutes of this, and a bit of slobber oozing out of my mouth, he pulled his balls out of my mouth and scooted back just enough to line the tip of his tool to my lips, I took a quick lick, he grabbed his hard cock, lifted it a few inches, and smacked it against my lips. Because of its size, it actually made decent impact. He was probably 8 1/2 - 9 inches (hard).
He continued playing with me a few times, then told me to open up, again, with no hesitation, I opened my mouth, and before I knew it, he had shoved the tip in. I didn't complain though, but he was still in play time, he lifted his tool out, creating a suction cup with a small *pop* sound. Right afterwards he did it again. *pop*, he did this for a few minutes before he forced more than just the head in, he forced a good 3 - 4 inches in and told me it was time.
I adjusted my head a little and began doing what I liked. I slowly suck on the part he gave me as he held the base. I was about to move my hands up and give him the full experience, but he used his free hand to push them away, then widened his legs more so I couldn't lift my arms. I began wondering how I was ever going to finish him if he never let me work. But I still worked my head on that portion of his cock. He began letting out small grunts and moans. He used the base to pull out the tip and create one last *pop* sound.
He stood up in his original place again, let go of his cock, and told me to get up. I sat back up on my knees, his tool hanging in front of my face, with the tip touching my upper lip. "Begin" he said. And so I did, I used my tongue to lift his cock into my mouth and began taking the head of it for a pleasure ride. I was afraid to use my hands, thinking he might force them away. But I slowly lifted them, placing one on the base and one in the middle and worked it while sucking on the tip.
I looked up at him, and he looked down at me for a quick second before looking up and giving a deep grunt of pleasure. I began quickening my pace, slowly getting faster, wondering if I would ever finish him, but his genitals were still hanging a bit and covered in my slobber. I began taking more his tool in and using less of my hands, I probably got a good 6 inches in before I could feel his cock forcing my gag reflex, as much as I tried to numb it, I couldn't push his whole cock in my mouth with out a slight gag. So I stuck to these 6 inches.
I was still looking up at him, while he was staring up in ecstasy, I could tell he was enjoying it, and so was I to be honest. He looked down at me and realized how much I still had to go, he pulled my hands away, placed them on his thighs, then used his hands to grab the back of my head and begin forcing more and more down my throat.
This wasn't helping my gag reflex, nor my breathing. He would just push my head down on his tool and hold it there for a few seconds, ease me back up, wait a few seconds while I caught my breathe, and repeat. It seemed like forever since he started doing this, and I still couldn't take it all without him forcing me, in which I still choked on it.
He began to realize how much of a gentle sissy I was, and pulled my head off him. "Have you ever been throat fucked before?" he asked. I just looked at him, afraid of not being able to meet his demands, 'No mess'. "No, I haven't." I said to him, looking at his dick swinging in front of me now. "You outta try it, lay back down."
Again, with absolutely no hesitation, I did as I was told. He walked around so he was standing above my head, dropped down. He aligned his huge tool with my mouth and lifted his knees and began supporting himself with his hands. "Are you ready?" I could only nod while thinking about what was about to happen.
He looked down, and began forcing his cock down into my mouth, he began really rough, there was no easy. I began gagging and choking immediately, but he didn't let up. I could feel his cock slam into the back of my throat and then begin its descent down before he pulled up and did it again. My eyes began to water from choking. He didn't let up, but from my perspective, seeing his tool slide in and out of my mouth roughly while his balls slapped my nose repeatedly, I was enjoying it, even if I was choking. He pulled up after about a good 2 minutes of a rough throat fucking and lifted his cock out of my mouth. I began coughing, spitting running out of my mouth and off his cock.
"You all good?" he asked, I didn't care about the choking honestly, I was in heaven right now. So I simply nodded again as I stopped coughing, and he slipped his tool in my mouth and began again. Breaching my throat and then back up. Balls slapping against my nose, it was an experience.
No matter how long he did this, I still couldn't manage to tame my gag reflex. It wouldn't happen. After a good 5-10 minutes of this, I think he decided to carry on. I had slowly realized, especially with his genitals bumping my face repeatedly, that his balls were now tighter than ever, and he would probably be ready soon to finish.
He got up, looked at me with slobber everywhere, got down real quick and used his member to swipe it all into my mouth, I could taste precum, and lots of it. The slamming into the back of my throat made it impossible not too. But he got up again, walked over to the couch, sat down sinking lowly onto the couch and told me to suck him again.
I, myself, got up, got down in front of him, with his legs wide open and took the tip of his penis in my mouth. I used one hand to stroke the base while working the rest with my mouth. I looked directly into his eyes, and he looked at me, working away on his precious cock. He slowly got a small smile to his face as I continued, and I began to feel the pulse in his cock, just faintly at first. He let out a few grunts, and the pulse grew. I was about to pull back but then thought about his rule again. "No mess, have to swallow." I thought, maybe I should pull back and take it all over my face, but before I could finish, his legs wrapped around my head and I felt the pulse reach its maximum.
I felt the first load of his salty cum shoot into my mouth, it hit the back of my throat and I almost choked, I attempted to swallow, but he was pushing my head down on his cock too far, I had no room. The second load shot, splattering in various places of my mouth, all I could taste was his semen, and god I loved it. Boom, third shot, I felt it on my tongue, I stopped stroking him, and let the rest just work its way up. He released his grip around my head and allowed me to pull back. I nearly coughed but tried my hardest to restrain myself. I could feel his salty load on the back of my throat, took one big breathe, and swallowed it whole. It slid down my throat, slower than molasses, it took a few attempts to get it all down.
I had stopped paying attention to him, and was focused on putting this all down. As soon as I was done, I looked up and saw him stroking a little left out for me to lick off his dick. I leaned forward, took the head of his dick in my mouth, slowly pulled back and made a *pop* as I sucked the cum off. I could taste it, and I left it in my mouth for a second, balancing it in the center of my tongue, and took one last swallow.
He was finished, after all that teasing, and playing. I still had a hard rage on, and couldn't think of how I could solve it, but he went in his kitchen, grabbed a small shot glass, and brought it back and held it out to me. He simply said "No messes" and sat back down. I looked at the shot glass, then at his still hard cock, then down at my own. I got up and slowly unzipped my pants, it took only a few strokes before I came in the shot glass.
I held it out to him, but he said "I'm not the sissy." I guess he was right, I examined the glass for a second, rolled my head back and slowly poured the load in my mouth. I handed him the shot glass and he set it next to him on a table.
"You have a few things you need to work on, and explore new things." he told me. I looked at him, and said "I guess, if you have any in mind, what should I improve?"
He examined the shot glass, and said "Practice improving your gag reflex, and maybe go past oral and a handjob. I can tell you liked a lot of the stuff we did."
"I'll try, if that's all I guess I can get going." I said, and parted for the door. I went home a bit of a mess, thank god for a car ride, I got home and cleaned myself up, took a few drinks of water to wash everything down, wiped my eyes a bit, and laid down thinking.
I really enjoyed the experience, and I was happy that it wasn't a few days later that I got an email from him asking if I wanted to go again. But of course, another story.
Monday, March 11, 2013
My Story
I used to be like many of you, an average guy, convinced I would only like women. The thought of another man was disgusted me, and I was never interested in any guy I saw. I was convinced with the fact that I was "straight", but I guess I was wrong.
I used am a /b/rowser. I never posted much, not until I started seeing posts of "sissys", something just... turned inside of me, nothing major at first, just I started looking at them, some "hypnosis" GIFs, a few pictures, cuckold images, etc of guys and girls sucking cock, facials, anal, etc. Before long I found myself very aroused of these images, starting saving them and using them. I didn't realize what I was thinking, and everytime I finished touching myself afterwards, I felt.. somehow disgusted. Like I was homophobic against myself.
This continued for several months, I started following the trends of long hair, almost as a skater punk. Skinny jeans, longs hair, etc. I almost felt as if it would shield what I was doing if I kept going with the trends, like I wouldn't stick out. Of course by this time I was deeply into this "sissy" stuff, I kept /b/rowsing, and on days I couldn't find any posts or get a good one started, I would browse various sites looking for new content. It was almost like I couldn't get enough.. it became my mainstream of masturbation.
I started retracting from my social life, I felt obsessive almost over this images, stories, videos, hypnotic videos, etc. I was into it, only while I horny though, nothing would allow me to use this content to begin, only to finish. Ever fraction of my body thought I was becoming grosser, until I began feeling horny, I would then again, begin a hunt for content of all sorts related to sissys.
Before long, I was making jokes about sucking dick, swallowing, and I think my friends started to notice, but only as jokes and never knew if I was actually serious. They would always ask me to hang out with them, go to games, hang out, only because they realized I was becoming anti-social. After hundreds of requests, I got very irritated and gave into joining them for a football game.
Just a highschool football game, what was wrong with spending a little with my friends right after school? We hung out, they admired the cheerleaders, commenting on routines, which ones they would fuck, made comments about which ones were sluts, and I didn't participate much. What did it stir in me? I was getting horny, but not from thinking about the girls, this was my usual time for my sissy play. I couldn't do anything here, there was no where I could play with myself.
By this time I was long past just "touching" myself though, I was role playing on various chat sites as women, sucking dildo shaped objects, dressing in various outfits of others. But still, as my fantasies escalated more and more, and I started doing more to act upon them, I still felt disgusted afterwards with everything I was doing and would stop immediately after finishing and clean up. I couldn't bring myself to do anything about what I wanted.
I sat next to my friends, thinking of how I could manage this stir in me. Where I could work one out really quick. I couldn't just sit in the bleachers full of other people with a raging hard-on and act like it wasn't there. It was persistent. I knew I needed to act quickly before I did something I would regret. I looked for places I could just work a quickie, even considered behind these bleachers before thinking of the various guys that might be getting lucky.
There it was, I saw it. Just around the corner behind the bleachers, a nice little building with restrooms. It looked kind of old and gross, but I figured it would have to make due, I needed to get this feeling out of me. I quickly told my friends I was off to the bathroom and would be back soon, jumped out of my seat and nearly ran down the steps to the bottom, slipped behind bleachers, and ran to the building.
This building was an old rundown building, probably used as restrooms for construction workers while building the field, and various other surroundings. I didn't care, I needed to touch myself so I just ran it, looked and made sure no one else was inside. Empty, thank god. I went in one of the stalls, the one with the only working lock, sat down and pulled down everything, began stroking my cock. I was there for a good few minutes before realizing this may not work without all my other playing. I knew it was missing, and without it, I may not be able to cum. I began working my cock furiously and rough, I began getting close, I could feel a stir, before I managed to finish I heard the door open and close, I was so close I debated waiting or just finishing.
Deciding they should only take a second, I would wait them out and pretend to be using the restroom. I waited to hear footsteps, a sound indicating they were using the urinal, anything, but I heard nothing. I sat there for a few minutes, without hearing any sounds, I thought it might have just been the door, and no one entered. You can imagine by this time I was nearly completely soft, I would have to start over. I grabbed my cock in one hand and began slowly working it, just in case someone had come in.
I slowly sped up, feeling my little cock grow in my hands, growing stiffer. My arousal grew, I was rising in pleasure again. Still vary worried someone might be there, I took it slow though. I soon began reaching paces that actually felt pretty good, I let out a little moan and heard a little shuffle in the room. I instantly stopped touching myself let another almost complete session escape me.
"Hello?" I let out in a little voice, trying to figure out if what I was hearing wasn't just my mind playing tricks on me. I flushed the toilet once in a horrible attempt to cover up what I was doing. I did a quick look partially under the stall looking towards the door, and saw nothing.
I sat up and saw a thick white cock slide through a hole in the stall and a rough voice say "Touch it, just please touch it." In uttermost disgust I pulled my pants up in a hurry and stood up setting down the seat, and began to open the door. But then I thought about my boner, it wasn't just going to go away, I needed to act upon it. I locked the door real quick and looked back. I heard the voice again whisper "Just lick it, a small little lick." I couldn't figure out why I would be even considering touching a stranger's cock.
My mind raced, I thought quickly about what I should do, but before I could make a decision myself, I started to think with my head, and not the one with a brain. I looked at the meaty cock poking through the hole, figured it was probably about 6 & 1/2 or 7 inches. It was already hard, the man was probably playing with himself while I was. I began to slowly crouch down and hover with this cock in my face.
All I can hear is the man whispering to me "Please, just do it. I need this." I look at this man's member, stiff in my face. I can smell it, its intoxicating fume of... well a cock. I slowly drown out the sounds of the man and pretend I am role playing with myself again, slowly raising my hand to meet this man's tool. Thinking if I really should go through with this. My hand approaches his dick and I stop, less than an inch from his cock, my mind still racing, by this point I have a raging boner myself and it's doing almost all thinking for me.
My hand slowly closes around his tool, I don't move for a few seconds just looking at the head of his penis, inches from my face. Thinking, who could this man be, could he possibly know me, what could this lead to, but I don't care much anymore. I slowly begin to rub up and down on his penis, at first I feel a few pulses through his dick, probably excited that I am actually doing this, almost as much as I was.
I start him off on a nice slow pace, as I feel his member get a little hard than it was to begin with. I just continue staring at it, rubbing this cock admiring how big it was in my head. My thoughts begin to race, with ideas such as how will I finish him, what all will I do, etc. I try to run them out of my mind, but they keep creeping up on me. I soon begin seeing slight amounts of precum coming from the tip, I hear his breathe slowly starting to pick up a little, nothing much though..
My pace quickens, I feel it, we are both enjoying this, my heart races and I begin to think, this is it, this is almost what I have wanted. I feel his penis rising, becoming stiffer as my pace increases. It's almost as if it was rising to be about the level of my mouth while I am sitting on my knees upright. I slowly begin blooming thoughts in my head, and without thinking too much if I was actually going to do it, I sneak a quick lick of the tip of his penis. I listen to him let out a quiet moan while I think about the taste of the precum that is now on my tongue. It's salty, kinda delicious, I almost instantly wanted more.
I began licking the tip a little more, for extended periods of time, soon licking around the whole head of his tool, wondering how much longer it will take for him to squirt his seed. I take a quick moment to think then slowly push his member up while still stroking it so I can get a nice look at his genitals. They aren't very low, kinda tight, as if he is deeply into this. I stick my tongue out and lick from the start of his balls up to the tip of his member, feeling various bumps as I slowly lick up.
Again he lets out a slight moan, he's really enjoying my performance. I begin licking his whole tool more and more. I was almost infatuated with his cock. It was almost like candy to me. Using my tongue from top to bottom. I begin feeling a slight pulse while stroking him, I begin thinking how close he might be to finishing and begin stroking him at a nice steady pace, that's not too fast, nor too slow. I might have actually been going a little too slow for his liking because he starting to thrust his body through the hole as if he was close to finishing.
I thought, and quickly the idea popped in my mind, I hadn't even begun to please myself yet, that was the whole reason I began this, right? I felt the pulse get stronger and faster, he must have been close. But I went and ruined it by removing my hand and standing up. I unbuttoned my pants as I heard his ruffled voice again, "No, please, just finish." He repeated this several times as I slid my pants down, and then my underwear. I looked at my own cock, I was about as hard as this man. I began doing a slow few strokes and listening to the man repeat himself over and over again.
I looked back up at this cock in front of my face again, grabbed it with my hand again, and grabbed my cock with my other free hand, and began playing with both again. I could no longer feel the pulse, I must have really ruined his orgasm, but that would give me just a little more time to play with him. I pushed his cock up and gave it one big lick and pulled it down to my face again. Without thinking, I opened my mouth and plunged the head of his cock into my mouth. I almost exploded at the taste of his precum, it was delicious. I sat there for what felt like a good 2 minutes with the head of his member in my mouth and my hand stroking the base before getting past the taste and deciding to work the head with a blowjob.
I began working my his head, back and forth, in and out, of my mouth. He must have really been in heaven because he began working up a storm of sounds on the other side of the stall. He was still fairly quiet though. I could see his balls rise up against the base of his member, there was no doubt that they were hanging at all, he was close to finishing, and within a few strokes, I would be too.
I began quickening the pace on both of us, feeling the rise in myself. Within a few strokes, I blew my load on the floor in front of me and partially underneath the stall and in between the legs of the mans tool that was in my mouth. I didn't think much of it, and just kept working both of us, I began feeling his pulse again. Within a few strokes this pulse grew quickly, unlike last time, I quickly pulled his cock out of my mouth and tried to back up out of his range while still stroking his raging member. And within a few good pumps his cock began shooting his load. The first load shot and hit my forehead, getting quite the distance, while the second shot and hit just below my eye. Finally the third shot hit my chin and I continued to furiously stroke him.
For the next few second I just watched his cock twitch in front of me and slowly ooze the rest of his load out and drop on the ground in front of me. As soon as I was sure his load was done and there was absolutely NOTHING left in him, I stopped stroking him, holding his cock in my hand with his load on my face and the ground in front of me. I slowly began to stop stroking my own cock and let go.
I sat with his cock in front of me for a few second, admiring it. He released a slight cough after probably a good 30 seconds, that's when it hit me, I was in love with this. I was, a sissy, but I couldn't accept it yet, and I let go of his cock and reviewed what just happened. The disgust feeling hit. The man pulled his cock out the hole and zipped it up before scurrying off and out the building, I sat there, still thinking about what I had just done, the disgust, thinking I didn't like what I had just done as much as I thought I had.
I rolled out a few tiles of toilet paper, wiped my face off, left the cum on the floor, fixed my clothes, and went out and began washing my hands. I could feel crust on my face, the cum had begun to harden and crust over, there was probably some left over that I had missed, and I couldn't see because there wasn't any mirrors. I used a little water to try and clean up the best I could, dried my face off still feeling some crust, and walked home without returning to the game. I knew I couldn't let my friends see me like this.
This was my first sissy experience, of how I came to be, I do believe even heterosexuals can be turned through various scenarios.
I used am a /b/rowser. I never posted much, not until I started seeing posts of "sissys", something just... turned inside of me, nothing major at first, just I started looking at them, some "hypnosis" GIFs, a few pictures, cuckold images, etc of guys and girls sucking cock, facials, anal, etc. Before long I found myself very aroused of these images, starting saving them and using them. I didn't realize what I was thinking, and everytime I finished touching myself afterwards, I felt.. somehow disgusted. Like I was homophobic against myself.
This continued for several months, I started following the trends of long hair, almost as a skater punk. Skinny jeans, longs hair, etc. I almost felt as if it would shield what I was doing if I kept going with the trends, like I wouldn't stick out. Of course by this time I was deeply into this "sissy" stuff, I kept /b/rowsing, and on days I couldn't find any posts or get a good one started, I would browse various sites looking for new content. It was almost like I couldn't get enough.. it became my mainstream of masturbation.
I started retracting from my social life, I felt obsessive almost over this images, stories, videos, hypnotic videos, etc. I was into it, only while I horny though, nothing would allow me to use this content to begin, only to finish. Ever fraction of my body thought I was becoming grosser, until I began feeling horny, I would then again, begin a hunt for content of all sorts related to sissys.
Before long, I was making jokes about sucking dick, swallowing, and I think my friends started to notice, but only as jokes and never knew if I was actually serious. They would always ask me to hang out with them, go to games, hang out, only because they realized I was becoming anti-social. After hundreds of requests, I got very irritated and gave into joining them for a football game.
Just a highschool football game, what was wrong with spending a little with my friends right after school? We hung out, they admired the cheerleaders, commenting on routines, which ones they would fuck, made comments about which ones were sluts, and I didn't participate much. What did it stir in me? I was getting horny, but not from thinking about the girls, this was my usual time for my sissy play. I couldn't do anything here, there was no where I could play with myself.
By this time I was long past just "touching" myself though, I was role playing on various chat sites as women, sucking dildo shaped objects, dressing in various outfits of others. But still, as my fantasies escalated more and more, and I started doing more to act upon them, I still felt disgusted afterwards with everything I was doing and would stop immediately after finishing and clean up. I couldn't bring myself to do anything about what I wanted.
I sat next to my friends, thinking of how I could manage this stir in me. Where I could work one out really quick. I couldn't just sit in the bleachers full of other people with a raging hard-on and act like it wasn't there. It was persistent. I knew I needed to act quickly before I did something I would regret. I looked for places I could just work a quickie, even considered behind these bleachers before thinking of the various guys that might be getting lucky.
There it was, I saw it. Just around the corner behind the bleachers, a nice little building with restrooms. It looked kind of old and gross, but I figured it would have to make due, I needed to get this feeling out of me. I quickly told my friends I was off to the bathroom and would be back soon, jumped out of my seat and nearly ran down the steps to the bottom, slipped behind bleachers, and ran to the building.
This building was an old rundown building, probably used as restrooms for construction workers while building the field, and various other surroundings. I didn't care, I needed to touch myself so I just ran it, looked and made sure no one else was inside. Empty, thank god. I went in one of the stalls, the one with the only working lock, sat down and pulled down everything, began stroking my cock. I was there for a good few minutes before realizing this may not work without all my other playing. I knew it was missing, and without it, I may not be able to cum. I began working my cock furiously and rough, I began getting close, I could feel a stir, before I managed to finish I heard the door open and close, I was so close I debated waiting or just finishing.
Deciding they should only take a second, I would wait them out and pretend to be using the restroom. I waited to hear footsteps, a sound indicating they were using the urinal, anything, but I heard nothing. I sat there for a few minutes, without hearing any sounds, I thought it might have just been the door, and no one entered. You can imagine by this time I was nearly completely soft, I would have to start over. I grabbed my cock in one hand and began slowly working it, just in case someone had come in.
I slowly sped up, feeling my little cock grow in my hands, growing stiffer. My arousal grew, I was rising in pleasure again. Still vary worried someone might be there, I took it slow though. I soon began reaching paces that actually felt pretty good, I let out a little moan and heard a little shuffle in the room. I instantly stopped touching myself let another almost complete session escape me.
"Hello?" I let out in a little voice, trying to figure out if what I was hearing wasn't just my mind playing tricks on me. I flushed the toilet once in a horrible attempt to cover up what I was doing. I did a quick look partially under the stall looking towards the door, and saw nothing.
I sat up and saw a thick white cock slide through a hole in the stall and a rough voice say "Touch it, just please touch it." In uttermost disgust I pulled my pants up in a hurry and stood up setting down the seat, and began to open the door. But then I thought about my boner, it wasn't just going to go away, I needed to act upon it. I locked the door real quick and looked back. I heard the voice again whisper "Just lick it, a small little lick." I couldn't figure out why I would be even considering touching a stranger's cock.
My mind raced, I thought quickly about what I should do, but before I could make a decision myself, I started to think with my head, and not the one with a brain. I looked at the meaty cock poking through the hole, figured it was probably about 6 & 1/2 or 7 inches. It was already hard, the man was probably playing with himself while I was. I began to slowly crouch down and hover with this cock in my face.
All I can hear is the man whispering to me "Please, just do it. I need this." I look at this man's member, stiff in my face. I can smell it, its intoxicating fume of... well a cock. I slowly drown out the sounds of the man and pretend I am role playing with myself again, slowly raising my hand to meet this man's tool. Thinking if I really should go through with this. My hand approaches his dick and I stop, less than an inch from his cock, my mind still racing, by this point I have a raging boner myself and it's doing almost all thinking for me.
My hand slowly closes around his tool, I don't move for a few seconds just looking at the head of his penis, inches from my face. Thinking, who could this man be, could he possibly know me, what could this lead to, but I don't care much anymore. I slowly begin to rub up and down on his penis, at first I feel a few pulses through his dick, probably excited that I am actually doing this, almost as much as I was.
I start him off on a nice slow pace, as I feel his member get a little hard than it was to begin with. I just continue staring at it, rubbing this cock admiring how big it was in my head. My thoughts begin to race, with ideas such as how will I finish him, what all will I do, etc. I try to run them out of my mind, but they keep creeping up on me. I soon begin seeing slight amounts of precum coming from the tip, I hear his breathe slowly starting to pick up a little, nothing much though..
My pace quickens, I feel it, we are both enjoying this, my heart races and I begin to think, this is it, this is almost what I have wanted. I feel his penis rising, becoming stiffer as my pace increases. It's almost as if it was rising to be about the level of my mouth while I am sitting on my knees upright. I slowly begin blooming thoughts in my head, and without thinking too much if I was actually going to do it, I sneak a quick lick of the tip of his penis. I listen to him let out a quiet moan while I think about the taste of the precum that is now on my tongue. It's salty, kinda delicious, I almost instantly wanted more.
I began licking the tip a little more, for extended periods of time, soon licking around the whole head of his tool, wondering how much longer it will take for him to squirt his seed. I take a quick moment to think then slowly push his member up while still stroking it so I can get a nice look at his genitals. They aren't very low, kinda tight, as if he is deeply into this. I stick my tongue out and lick from the start of his balls up to the tip of his member, feeling various bumps as I slowly lick up.
Again he lets out a slight moan, he's really enjoying my performance. I begin licking his whole tool more and more. I was almost infatuated with his cock. It was almost like candy to me. Using my tongue from top to bottom. I begin feeling a slight pulse while stroking him, I begin thinking how close he might be to finishing and begin stroking him at a nice steady pace, that's not too fast, nor too slow. I might have actually been going a little too slow for his liking because he starting to thrust his body through the hole as if he was close to finishing.
I thought, and quickly the idea popped in my mind, I hadn't even begun to please myself yet, that was the whole reason I began this, right? I felt the pulse get stronger and faster, he must have been close. But I went and ruined it by removing my hand and standing up. I unbuttoned my pants as I heard his ruffled voice again, "No, please, just finish." He repeated this several times as I slid my pants down, and then my underwear. I looked at my own cock, I was about as hard as this man. I began doing a slow few strokes and listening to the man repeat himself over and over again.
I looked back up at this cock in front of my face again, grabbed it with my hand again, and grabbed my cock with my other free hand, and began playing with both again. I could no longer feel the pulse, I must have really ruined his orgasm, but that would give me just a little more time to play with him. I pushed his cock up and gave it one big lick and pulled it down to my face again. Without thinking, I opened my mouth and plunged the head of his cock into my mouth. I almost exploded at the taste of his precum, it was delicious. I sat there for what felt like a good 2 minutes with the head of his member in my mouth and my hand stroking the base before getting past the taste and deciding to work the head with a blowjob.
I began working my his head, back and forth, in and out, of my mouth. He must have really been in heaven because he began working up a storm of sounds on the other side of the stall. He was still fairly quiet though. I could see his balls rise up against the base of his member, there was no doubt that they were hanging at all, he was close to finishing, and within a few strokes, I would be too.
I began quickening the pace on both of us, feeling the rise in myself. Within a few strokes, I blew my load on the floor in front of me and partially underneath the stall and in between the legs of the mans tool that was in my mouth. I didn't think much of it, and just kept working both of us, I began feeling his pulse again. Within a few strokes this pulse grew quickly, unlike last time, I quickly pulled his cock out of my mouth and tried to back up out of his range while still stroking his raging member. And within a few good pumps his cock began shooting his load. The first load shot and hit my forehead, getting quite the distance, while the second shot and hit just below my eye. Finally the third shot hit my chin and I continued to furiously stroke him.
For the next few second I just watched his cock twitch in front of me and slowly ooze the rest of his load out and drop on the ground in front of me. As soon as I was sure his load was done and there was absolutely NOTHING left in him, I stopped stroking him, holding his cock in my hand with his load on my face and the ground in front of me. I slowly began to stop stroking my own cock and let go.
I sat with his cock in front of me for a few second, admiring it. He released a slight cough after probably a good 30 seconds, that's when it hit me, I was in love with this. I was, a sissy, but I couldn't accept it yet, and I let go of his cock and reviewed what just happened. The disgust feeling hit. The man pulled his cock out the hole and zipped it up before scurrying off and out the building, I sat there, still thinking about what I had just done, the disgust, thinking I didn't like what I had just done as much as I thought I had.
I rolled out a few tiles of toilet paper, wiped my face off, left the cum on the floor, fixed my clothes, and went out and began washing my hands. I could feel crust on my face, the cum had begun to harden and crust over, there was probably some left over that I had missed, and I couldn't see because there wasn't any mirrors. I used a little water to try and clean up the best I could, dried my face off still feeling some crust, and walked home without returning to the game. I knew I couldn't let my friends see me like this.
This was my first sissy experience, of how I came to be, I do believe even heterosexuals can be turned through various scenarios.
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