Saturday, November 10, 2012

When I met T.

I met this girl in a night club one evening, I will call her "T" when referring to her. The first night I met her she was wearing tight jeans a low cut blouse with high heals. She was looking hot, we struck up a conversation and talked until bar time. She asked if I would drive her home I told her sure so we went to her place. Once their I was invited in, we had another drink and talked some. The night was very late so I told her I should be leaving, she asked if I would stay so I did. We had sex that first night which surprised me it had gone that fare on a first night meeting. I left in the morning but went back that night and spent the evening with her.

We dated for several months at which time I asked here to move in with me. The first six months went by fast, one night when we were out talk turned to sex. I was asked what kinky things I liked to do? I told her that I would only tell her if she told me what her kink's where. She was to go first but kept looking down, I knew she was uncomfortable with the talk but I egged her on. "T" finialy confessed she was a slut, a cock slut who lusted after a different cock every night. I asked if there was any one she was watching in the bar. She said their are a couple of guys she liked that caught her eye and changed the subject to my kinks. I also was a bit hesitant not knowing how she would accept what I was about to say. Finally I just came out and said it, I like to cross dress. She smiled a bit then asked how far do I dress, in just panties or did I dress the whole nine yards? I told here mostly panties but liked doing it totally as much as I could. She asked me if I would show her some of my panties when we returned home. I agreed that I would but only if she would point out out who she was eyeing in the bar. She told me which guy it was, he looked to be a tall rugged muscular guy that was standing at the bar. I was a little hurt at the thought of her wanting him, but turned on by it also. During the ride home I asked if she would have liked to have taken the stranger at the bar home. She told me yes, she said that she was aroused thinking about it. I told her that if she had the chance to sleep with him would she want to keep in contact with him after words. "T" told me she never usually kept in contact with any of them other than when she met me.

Once home I was asked to get a pair of panties and try them on for her to see. I did as she asked, she was pleased when she seen how aroused it made me. "T" told me that it was fine with her if I wanted to wear panties. From that week on I was panted every day, she would take me shopping for panties which I loved doing. When I had been in panties for about a month I came home after work on a Friday to an empty house. She was out and did not come home until around three AM. Once she did come home I felt sick to my stomach knowing she was out having sex. I asked what she was doing out that late? "T" replied, what do you think? I said, you where out fucking some one weren't you? "T" confirmed it by saying YES. Than said, you set around here in your panties all the time well I need cock. I can not help it, it is like a drug I have to have it so if you can not handle it than I will move out. I did not know what to say, as we sat their for a few moments saying nothing. Thinking about it did excite me and I asked if she wanted sex with me. Sure I do, I always do. I stood up took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom where we both striped. Once in bed I put my hand on her pussy to play with it, at once I could feel the other mans wet cum on it. I was so turned on I mounted her in a second, my dick slid right in with ease. She was sloppy, as I would describe it and it felt great! In about two minutes I climaxed in her, she asked if I enjoyed it with a little sarcastic voice. I told her believe it or not, that was the best sex I ever had with girl even though it did not last long at which I apoligised for.

The next morning we were sitting having coffey at the table when she asked if I wanted her to move out. Thinking about how I liked the sloppy seconds last night I smiled and told her she could stay. I told her that I knew she was a slut because we had talked about it before. The hard part was coming to grips with the fact she had went out and actually done it with some one else. I confessed I enjoyed the sloppy seconds very much as my cock became erect. "T" told me there will be a lot more of that so get used to it. From then on every Friday or Saturday she was out doing what she needed to do. Some times I would get sloppy seconds but not always. She was a cock slut and I would call her that when I was on top of her having sloppy seconds. She never minded it and even would agree with me saying "Yes I am a cock slut". If we went out of town for the weekend it was understood that she would have a sex partner stay with us at lease one night. This was just the norm that someone would come back to the room with us for her to be used as she liked. She would be passed back end forth until she had enough or we fell asleep. Some times I would fall asleep and she would spend the night in bed with whoever was the lucky man that night. I never wore panties when I knew someone would be coming back to our room for the night.


Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Screwed like a true sissy.

I had always been wearing my sisters clothing up until about age twelve. From then on I would sneak a pair of her panties to wear every so often going through high school. Once I was out of school work and my girlfriend became the main interests in my life. Two years after I had been out of school I married my high school sweetheart. We had two kids and then I started cross-dressing in front of her. She was okay with me in panties and kind of liked it. She bought me a few pairs and I would wear some of hers. This went on for a few years until I wanted more. I wanted mini skirts and halter tops, nylons, garters, but it became too much for a young mother. We had been married for seven years at that point and we ended it with divorced.

Now being single I cross dressed daily and would go to a larger city and walk the parks cross dressed. I loved the feeling and met a few men who taught me how to suck a cock. I had my virginity taken at age twenty eight by a sixty year old man. I went to the city one weekend and met a guy at a night club, he took me back to his place and had sex with me. That was the second time I had ever been screwed in my pussy ass. He sat in a big wingback chair and I sat on his huge cock facing him. I was his sissy slut for the night, once his huge cock was accepted in my pussy ass it felt great! I pumped my pussy ass up and down on that huge cock of his as he masturbated my little clity cock. I climaxed at the same time he did, it was the best sex I have ever had. It was two in the morning so I followed him to his bed and sucked his cock until he unloaded in my mouth. I fell asleep cuddling with him and his big cock in my hand.

The next morning I woke up before he did and I had to check out his big cock again. I grabbed it and with a few stroked it was stiff again. By this time he was awake, he said now that you have him hard again he was going to fuck me again. I turned around and bent over to summit to his man hood, he had his way with me again. Once done I went and cleaned up and returned to his bedroom where he was laying. I kissed him and said thanks for the nice time as I caressed his cock. He told me if I get it hard again he was going to fuck me again. I smiled saying I am too sore to have that monster in me again, I got up and left. I had planed on going back to him for another weekend fling in the future but never did.

A nightie for the weekend.

A nightie for the weekend.
My mom always said I should have been borne a girl. She said as I was growing up, you have the shape of a little girl. Small and skinny with girly features and a small peter to match, Ha Ha Ha! Then she started dressing me in my sisters close at age five. I fussed at first but was told to go naked or dress in them, your close are all dirty and I have not had time to wash them. Each weekend I wore my sisters clothes until the next Monday.

One weekend we went to a family friends place her name was Kelley, she asked if we could stay for the weekend. They had three girls, one my sisters age, one my age and one two years older than me. Mom had not planed on an over night let alone a weekend. The first night we stayed there mom was finishing drying me off with the bathroom door open as Kelley walked by. I remember mom flipping my dick back and forth with her finger saying to Kelly, "look at this little thing". Kelley came over to the doorway and said, "Oh my that is really a little one" then they both laughed. Mom asked Kelly if she had some panties for me to wear for the night? Kelley said I am sure one of the girls have some that will fit him. Do you have a nightie for him? Mom said no I do not. Kelley walked off saying I will be back in a minute with one.
When she returned she had pink panties with a dress which she gave mother saying this should fit him. I let mom put the panties on me with no reaction, I had been wearing my sisters for some time now. When she wanted to put the dress on me I pouted saying "no I do not want to wear that it is a girls". Mom said then go in your panties as she stood up and started to walk away. Then she turned to me and asked do you want to put it on or play in your panties with the girls, reluctantly I let her put it on me. When I walked into the living room the one my age said, I have a nightie just like that. The rest smiled at me and asked if I wanted to play dolls with them, I sat down and played. I slept with the one my age and when we got up the next day we stayed in our nighties until noon time. Mom had returned with some clean clothing for my sister and I and we changed in to them. That night I put on the pink nightie and panties again with no second thoughts. That was the beginning of boyinpink.