A Shy CD's Discoveries.
Inspired by a reader...
I knew that I was going to be out of town in a few weeks and it made my thoughts simply race and my pulse quicken. The opportunities, the possiblity of living out my fantasies. I have always craved to be wanted by men and to pleasure them. More than that, I have always felt slightly, "Girly." Slightly feminine and it and my needs and desires have grown, as I had. Living as a man, yet so very deeply craving the experiences of a woman, I had aquired things to help me in my journey. Makeup, beautiful, sexy lingerie, tight dresses and high heeled shoes. Nothing made me feel sexier, hornier, than dressing up and imagining men wanting me, taking me. I had the most amazing orgasms this way. Wonderful, powerful orgasms, reminders of just how strong these desires were. Just how amazing dressing up made me feel.
It started when I was young, stealing away girly things and trying them on when no one was around. There were some encounters with other boys, too. Each reaffirming what I already knew and felt, deep down. Those first few clumsy, nervous encounters. Oh, how nervous I was, I was always kind of shy, maybe even more so, back then. It was so easy to let another boy take charge, to make all the first moves. So wonderfully easy. Being on my knees as a friend took his dick out right in front of me. So young and without any experience, yet somehow it all came so natural. Just being drawn to it. It all felt so right. I found it so alluring, the feelings that came over me, of desire, lust and need. I took his cock into my mouth and I immediately felt intoxicated, overwhelmed and overcome. It simply tasted amazing and it was thrilling to feel him become erect for me. Back and forth, I ran my lips over him. Feeling every detail of his glorious cock. He did not tell me that he was going to cum and pretended to be mad, but I would not of had it any other way. Warm, wonderful cum flowed into my mouth, so powerful, it made me tingle. Days later, I discovered a craving for it, reliving that moment over and over and remembering the texture and flavor.
Feeling an older boy put his hand on the back of my head and push it down on his erect cock. My body seemed to tingle and go so wonderfully weak. It was the most amazing feeling. It was the most amazing of turn ons. If only I could feel the sexy feel of lingerie on me. If only I could be wearing sexy, girly panties. I quickly discovered that combining the two was so much more pleasurable. Dressing up, even if hidden under my pants, while I gave a boy a blowjob was the most thrilling and euphoric thing in the world. It was just so addicting, the pleasure, the way it made me feel.
Alone, I stood in front of the mirror and marveled at how shapely those panties made my ass look. Pulling them up tight, feeling the material between my ass cheeks, brushing against my asshole. That was when I started to touch myself. Pulling the panties to the side, I began to imagine a boy doing it, touching my hole, pushing inside. His finger, his tongue, his cock. My body shook with delight. I would imagine how wonderful it would be to be girly for him. To dress up in sexy, tight outfits for him. That was when it started, that was when I started stealing away things to fed my sexy, horny desires. Dresses, makeup, even a wig. I loved the way I looked, but even more so, the way I felt.
If only I had been braver back then. If only I had overcome my fears and let myself live. Being a guy's "girl," even if only in private. Thankfully, it's never too late, as they say...
Now older, yet still so shy. I thought it might be the perfect chance to really be me. To live out a fantasy. So many times I had dreamed of it, being dressed up and gagging on a gorgeous cock. I would be visiting a new, distant town. No one would know me. No one would have any expectations. Would I really go through with it, though? Would I really go out in public? I knew how incredibly horny I got when I dressed up, almost uncontrollably so. Where could I go if I did. Where might someone like me feel a little bit more welcomed, more accepted? Even more important, where might someone like me be used? I discovered that there were several Adult Book Stores in the area. Even if I did not find a guy, I knew that the thrill of being out, being me, being dressed up, would be enough. That first day, I was floating on air. It was so difficult to think of anything else. My cock dripped precum just from the thoughts. In my hotel room, I layed out what I planned to wear. I slipped on my panties, feeling the soft, erotic material caress my hips, my ass, my cock. Holding myself down, trying to hide it if I got hard, but hoping to stay wonderfully soft and wet with precum. Stepping into a silky, slinky, tight dress. Heels, lipstick, long hair.
Opening that hotel room's door, knowing that at any moment, someone could see me. It was both thrilling and frightening at the same time. All that practice back home had payed off, I knew how perfectly I could walk in heels, how sexy, swinging my hips, moving my ass. So shy, so nervous, just take that first step.
The air escaped my lungs or was I holding my breath? I felt light headed. I felt amazing. Those first few steps out the door, I seemed to be moving in slow motion. Everything seemed brighter, everything seemed to be in such detail. I was afraid to look at anyone as I moved though the lobby. Were their eyes on me or was that just my imagination? I was just to shy to look up, maybe there were looks of lust, looks of desire. In my car, I could finally exhale it seemed. It was scary, but now I felt so sexy. I drove off, with just a bit more confidence.
Under the cover of darkness, I walked to the ABS's door. Light headed, so nervous, but I simply felt amazing. The inside lights made me want to hide, but it wasn't crowded and no one was looking. A deep breath, as my eyes wondered over the sexy covers and sex toys, my urges began to take hold. I knew how overpowering they could be, even enough to overcome an nervousness that I might of been feeling. A sign above a darkened doorway, it read, "Arcade." I stepped in, I stepped into a wonderful new world.
The sounds of sex filled the air. Was it the videos playing in the booths, or something more. It was intoxicating. Slowly walking around as men milled about, some just off to the side. I could feel their gaze. I moved my hips with each enticing step. I let my heels make that sexy sound as they hit the concrete. There was another room, off to the side. I looked in to see some chairs and couches in front of a big screen playing porn. Even in the dim light, I could see men stroking themselves. Oh, how I wanted to be apart of it. If only I could be so bold! I felt a hand on the small of my back and it sent shivers through me, a surprised shock, a panic. Then the most wonderful words, "Do you want to watch?" Did he think I was a girl, there in the dark? Did he know that I was a guy? I dared not speak, but I wanted nothing more, I simply made the sound, as feminiine as I could, "MmmHmm." That wonderful, light headed and floating feeling came over me as he led me to a couch. We sat down, close. I just starred at the screen, totally nervous but completely turned on. He touched my leg, he let his hand rest on my thigh. I wanted to tell him that I was his. I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to go down on him. "Please," I told myself, "Please make another move." "Please just take your cock out." "Please, just push my head down." Gosh, I was so afraid, but efen more so, I wanted this so badly. I let my trembling hand fall to his thigh. When he started to undo his pants, I couldn't breathe. My pulse raced, my heart thumped in my chest. Without thought, I leaned over and took his cock into my mouth. I think I moaned at the amazing taste, the way it felt. I felt his hand on my head, gently guiding me. "Oh, my, yes!" I thought! He got so pleasingly hard. Just the sexiest thing ever, just the sexiest cock. Thick and well defined. I loved sucking it, I felt so sexy sucking it. I stroked his shaft, never taking my cock sucking lips from him as he began to breath harder. The thrill of knowing he was about to cum! The thrill of knowing that "I" was about to make him cum! I could not help but moan when I felt the rush and flavor. Without a second thought, I gulped it down, eagerly, greedily. Mmmmm. When I sat back up, wiping cum and saliva from my chin, I notice that a few had been watching. As that amazing frist guy left, another took his place. These men wanted me, they wanted my mouth. It was in their eyes, lusty, hungry. What an incredible feeling, to be looked at, wanted like that! He too, took his cock out for me. Already hard, already dripping sweet precum, he tasted amazing. I sucked him, moaning at the thrill of it and he quickly filled my mouth with cum. I stummbled out of the room, drunk with cock and cum. Another guy stepped towards me, it was dark, I was so overcome. He said hi and put his hands on my waist, I could not believe the girly feeling it gave me. A mix of submission and lust, I kissed him, there outside the arcade booths. He kissed me deeply, pushing his horny tongue towards my throat. I wondered if he could taste the other men's cum. He took me by the hand and led me into a booth and closed the door. My hands found his crotch as we kissed. He felt enormous, and wonderfully erect. It felt so natural to sit down before him and to free his gorgeous, big, hard dick. I licked it and kissed the tip. So slutty and submissive to his manhood. So meaty and girthy, I felt it on my face as I pushed past it to his balls. I moaned and sucked them, taking in his musky scent and salty flavor. I felt so wonderfully lost and intoxicated. I felt so wonderfully girly and desired. This was what I had always secretly wanted.
"Yea baby," oh, my gosh! How I loved to hear that! "You look so hot sucking my cock." His words made me melt. Being treated and talked to like that, like a sexy, slutty woman, it was a fantasy come true. "Take me deeper, bady." My out stretched lips slid down his thick shaft further, his tip against the back of my throat. I wanted to, I want to for him. I pushed my mouth on him and felt his huge cock in my throat, if only for a second. "Oh, yea, suck me! Fuck, you're hot!" I found myself stroking his thighs, moaning for him, like a lover. His lover. Pulling his girth from my eager lips, only long enough to take it all in. Only long enough to see his magnificent erection up close, right before me. Truly worthy to be admired and pleasured and for the moment, it was all mine. In the moment, I was also all his. So wonderfully, all his. I ran my lips down his length and moaned. I held him up, felt it's weight and sucked his balls again, just to let him know that I loved it. Again, "Yea, baby!" I was starting to think that I could fall for him, fall hard. Sucking on his enormous, delicious, cock's head, I stroked him, I so wanted to make him cum! I so wanted to taste his seed. Then, the words that chaged everything, "Do you want to fuck?"
Wonderful words that were both scary and sensual. I had thought of it before, maybe dreamed of it. Touching myself, imagining that it was a lover, could I actually do it? "Let me fuck you, baby. Please." I was so turned on, I wanted to be his. I felt so sexy and girly. Yes, I wanted this! Without a word, I stood and turned, hiking my dress up over my ass. I pulled my pamties down for him, just enough to let him inside and still hold my cock and balls, out of the way. Feeling his hands on my hips made my eyes roll back. So much more sensual that I expected. Yet, how could I take his massive manhood? My eyes grew wide when I felt his tip on my opening. Fuck, his dick was so big, I knew that it was going to hurt me, yet I wanted nothing on Earth more. His grunts, his breathing, my mind screamed, "Oh yes, take me!" His tip pushed in, spreading me open, I gasped and whinced. I could not think straight, the pain, the excitement, it was all so amazing. I let out a lusty, "Yes!" I think it was the first word I had spoken the entire night! It felt wonderful to say out loud, "Yes, fuck me." His thick dick pushed into me, filling me. So many feelings, so many emotions rushed through me, standing there, being fucked. An object for men's pleasure, to be desired, to be used. It simply felt amazing, I had him deep inside me. Stretching me, fucking me, he opened me up like a flower. "Yes, yes," I moaned with each thrust. Fuck, his hands felt so good holding me, digging into me. I put mine on his and lovingly squeezed. I felt the full force of him now, those wonderful slapping sounds of two bodies in the throes of rough sex, in making love. His grunts told me he was close. I wnated his cum so badly! I garbbed my ass like a whore and held myself open for him to pound into me even harder, even deeper. Fuck, that amazing, thick cock! "Cum, baby!" I had never been so bold, so forward! "Cum in me, baby!" His grunts, his groans, his heavy breathing, fuck, it was so sexy! "Ah, ah, ahhh!" My whole body trembled and my knees went weak as I felt the pwerful rush of his hot load. His fingers sank into my sides even deeper, as he filled me with cum. He held still, omly muttering, "Fuck!" I let go of my ass and put my hands back onto his. It was just this perfect moment. Just us, just for the moment.
When he left our little booth, I had to gather myself. My hole, strecthed and sore, yet all I could do was smile. My precum dripping cock ached. The taste of cum on my tongue, the thought of it touching his. Being treated like a woman, a wonderrful, slutty woman. I rubbed my cock. Fuck it felt so good! I shook when I came, right there in the booth and released stream after stream of white, thick jizz. I came so hard that night! It seemed the perfect ending. The shyness seemed to return quickly though, as I faced the walk of shame that I knew I must do. Pulling up my panties, feeling the slick, wettness of his cum as it ran out of me. I fixed my dress, I wiped my saliva and cum soaked face. I walked out the booth, surprisngly confident, spent and satisfied. Yes, gosh I felt so sexy! Men wanted me, men took me and used me for their pleasure. Why shouldn't I feel confident? I swung my hips, I walked, putting one sexy high heel in front of the other. Men standing off to the side. The sounds of sex coming from the booths. I felt so at home!
To be continued, just the start...
I knew that I was going to be out of town in a few weeks and it made my thoughts simply race and my pulse quicken. The opportunities, the possiblity of living out my fantasies. I have always craved to be wanted by men and to pleasure them. More than that, I have always felt slightly, "Girly." Slightly feminine and it and my needs and desires have grown, as I had. Living as a man, yet so very deeply craving the experiences of a woman, I had aquired things to help me in my journey. Makeup, beautiful, sexy lingerie, tight dresses and high heeled shoes. Nothing made me feel sexier, hornier, than dressing up and imagining men wanting me, taking me. I had the most amazing orgasms this way. Wonderful, powerful orgasms, reminders of just how strong these desires were. Just how amazing dressing up made me feel.
It started when I was young, stealing away girly things and trying them on when no one was around. There were some encounters with other boys, too. Each reaffirming what I already knew and felt, deep down. Those first few clumsy, nervous encounters. Oh, how nervous I was, I was always kind of shy, maybe even more so, back then. It was so easy to let another boy take charge, to make all the first moves. So wonderfully easy. Being on my knees as a friend took his dick out right in front of me. So young and without any experience, yet somehow it all came so natural. Just being drawn to it. It all felt so right. I found it so alluring, the feelings that came over me, of desire, lust and need. I took his cock into my mouth and I immediately felt intoxicated, overwhelmed and overcome. It simply tasted amazing and it was thrilling to feel him become erect for me. Back and forth, I ran my lips over him. Feeling every detail of his glorious cock. He did not tell me that he was going to cum and pretended to be mad, but I would not of had it any other way. Warm, wonderful cum flowed into my mouth, so powerful, it made me tingle. Days later, I discovered a craving for it, reliving that moment over and over and remembering the texture and flavor.
Feeling an older boy put his hand on the back of my head and push it down on his erect cock. My body seemed to tingle and go so wonderfully weak. It was the most amazing feeling. It was the most amazing of turn ons. If only I could feel the sexy feel of lingerie on me. If only I could be wearing sexy, girly panties. I quickly discovered that combining the two was so much more pleasurable. Dressing up, even if hidden under my pants, while I gave a boy a blowjob was the most thrilling and euphoric thing in the world. It was just so addicting, the pleasure, the way it made me feel.
Alone, I stood in front of the mirror and marveled at how shapely those panties made my ass look. Pulling them up tight, feeling the material between my ass cheeks, brushing against my asshole. That was when I started to touch myself. Pulling the panties to the side, I began to imagine a boy doing it, touching my hole, pushing inside. His finger, his tongue, his cock. My body shook with delight. I would imagine how wonderful it would be to be girly for him. To dress up in sexy, tight outfits for him. That was when it started, that was when I started stealing away things to fed my sexy, horny desires. Dresses, makeup, even a wig. I loved the way I looked, but even more so, the way I felt.
If only I had been braver back then. If only I had overcome my fears and let myself live. Being a guy's "girl," even if only in private. Thankfully, it's never too late, as they say...
Now older, yet still so shy. I thought it might be the perfect chance to really be me. To live out a fantasy. So many times I had dreamed of it, being dressed up and gagging on a gorgeous cock. I would be visiting a new, distant town. No one would know me. No one would have any expectations. Would I really go through with it, though? Would I really go out in public? I knew how incredibly horny I got when I dressed up, almost uncontrollably so. Where could I go if I did. Where might someone like me feel a little bit more welcomed, more accepted? Even more important, where might someone like me be used? I discovered that there were several Adult Book Stores in the area. Even if I did not find a guy, I knew that the thrill of being out, being me, being dressed up, would be enough. That first day, I was floating on air. It was so difficult to think of anything else. My cock dripped precum just from the thoughts. In my hotel room, I layed out what I planned to wear. I slipped on my panties, feeling the soft, erotic material caress my hips, my ass, my cock. Holding myself down, trying to hide it if I got hard, but hoping to stay wonderfully soft and wet with precum. Stepping into a silky, slinky, tight dress. Heels, lipstick, long hair.
Opening that hotel room's door, knowing that at any moment, someone could see me. It was both thrilling and frightening at the same time. All that practice back home had payed off, I knew how perfectly I could walk in heels, how sexy, swinging my hips, moving my ass. So shy, so nervous, just take that first step.
The air escaped my lungs or was I holding my breath? I felt light headed. I felt amazing. Those first few steps out the door, I seemed to be moving in slow motion. Everything seemed brighter, everything seemed to be in such detail. I was afraid to look at anyone as I moved though the lobby. Were their eyes on me or was that just my imagination? I was just to shy to look up, maybe there were looks of lust, looks of desire. In my car, I could finally exhale it seemed. It was scary, but now I felt so sexy. I drove off, with just a bit more confidence.
Under the cover of darkness, I walked to the ABS's door. Light headed, so nervous, but I simply felt amazing. The inside lights made me want to hide, but it wasn't crowded and no one was looking. A deep breath, as my eyes wondered over the sexy covers and sex toys, my urges began to take hold. I knew how overpowering they could be, even enough to overcome an nervousness that I might of been feeling. A sign above a darkened doorway, it read, "Arcade." I stepped in, I stepped into a wonderful new world.
The sounds of sex filled the air. Was it the videos playing in the booths, or something more. It was intoxicating. Slowly walking around as men milled about, some just off to the side. I could feel their gaze. I moved my hips with each enticing step. I let my heels make that sexy sound as they hit the concrete. There was another room, off to the side. I looked in to see some chairs and couches in front of a big screen playing porn. Even in the dim light, I could see men stroking themselves. Oh, how I wanted to be apart of it. If only I could be so bold! I felt a hand on the small of my back and it sent shivers through me, a surprised shock, a panic. Then the most wonderful words, "Do you want to watch?" Did he think I was a girl, there in the dark? Did he know that I was a guy? I dared not speak, but I wanted nothing more, I simply made the sound, as feminiine as I could, "MmmHmm." That wonderful, light headed and floating feeling came over me as he led me to a couch. We sat down, close. I just starred at the screen, totally nervous but completely turned on. He touched my leg, he let his hand rest on my thigh. I wanted to tell him that I was his. I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to go down on him. "Please," I told myself, "Please make another move." "Please just take your cock out." "Please, just push my head down." Gosh, I was so afraid, but efen more so, I wanted this so badly. I let my trembling hand fall to his thigh. When he started to undo his pants, I couldn't breathe. My pulse raced, my heart thumped in my chest. Without thought, I leaned over and took his cock into my mouth. I think I moaned at the amazing taste, the way it felt. I felt his hand on my head, gently guiding me. "Oh, my, yes!" I thought! He got so pleasingly hard. Just the sexiest thing ever, just the sexiest cock. Thick and well defined. I loved sucking it, I felt so sexy sucking it. I stroked his shaft, never taking my cock sucking lips from him as he began to breath harder. The thrill of knowing he was about to cum! The thrill of knowing that "I" was about to make him cum! I could not help but moan when I felt the rush and flavor. Without a second thought, I gulped it down, eagerly, greedily. Mmmmm. When I sat back up, wiping cum and saliva from my chin, I notice that a few had been watching. As that amazing frist guy left, another took his place. These men wanted me, they wanted my mouth. It was in their eyes, lusty, hungry. What an incredible feeling, to be looked at, wanted like that! He too, took his cock out for me. Already hard, already dripping sweet precum, he tasted amazing. I sucked him, moaning at the thrill of it and he quickly filled my mouth with cum. I stummbled out of the room, drunk with cock and cum. Another guy stepped towards me, it was dark, I was so overcome. He said hi and put his hands on my waist, I could not believe the girly feeling it gave me. A mix of submission and lust, I kissed him, there outside the arcade booths. He kissed me deeply, pushing his horny tongue towards my throat. I wondered if he could taste the other men's cum. He took me by the hand and led me into a booth and closed the door. My hands found his crotch as we kissed. He felt enormous, and wonderfully erect. It felt so natural to sit down before him and to free his gorgeous, big, hard dick. I licked it and kissed the tip. So slutty and submissive to his manhood. So meaty and girthy, I felt it on my face as I pushed past it to his balls. I moaned and sucked them, taking in his musky scent and salty flavor. I felt so wonderfully lost and intoxicated. I felt so wonderfully girly and desired. This was what I had always secretly wanted.
"Yea baby," oh, my gosh! How I loved to hear that! "You look so hot sucking my cock." His words made me melt. Being treated and talked to like that, like a sexy, slutty woman, it was a fantasy come true. "Take me deeper, bady." My out stretched lips slid down his thick shaft further, his tip against the back of my throat. I wanted to, I want to for him. I pushed my mouth on him and felt his huge cock in my throat, if only for a second. "Oh, yea, suck me! Fuck, you're hot!" I found myself stroking his thighs, moaning for him, like a lover. His lover. Pulling his girth from my eager lips, only long enough to take it all in. Only long enough to see his magnificent erection up close, right before me. Truly worthy to be admired and pleasured and for the moment, it was all mine. In the moment, I was also all his. So wonderfully, all his. I ran my lips down his length and moaned. I held him up, felt it's weight and sucked his balls again, just to let him know that I loved it. Again, "Yea, baby!" I was starting to think that I could fall for him, fall hard. Sucking on his enormous, delicious, cock's head, I stroked him, I so wanted to make him cum! I so wanted to taste his seed. Then, the words that chaged everything, "Do you want to fuck?"
Wonderful words that were both scary and sensual. I had thought of it before, maybe dreamed of it. Touching myself, imagining that it was a lover, could I actually do it? "Let me fuck you, baby. Please." I was so turned on, I wanted to be his. I felt so sexy and girly. Yes, I wanted this! Without a word, I stood and turned, hiking my dress up over my ass. I pulled my pamties down for him, just enough to let him inside and still hold my cock and balls, out of the way. Feeling his hands on my hips made my eyes roll back. So much more sensual that I expected. Yet, how could I take his massive manhood? My eyes grew wide when I felt his tip on my opening. Fuck, his dick was so big, I knew that it was going to hurt me, yet I wanted nothing on Earth more. His grunts, his breathing, my mind screamed, "Oh yes, take me!" His tip pushed in, spreading me open, I gasped and whinced. I could not think straight, the pain, the excitement, it was all so amazing. I let out a lusty, "Yes!" I think it was the first word I had spoken the entire night! It felt wonderful to say out loud, "Yes, fuck me." His thick dick pushed into me, filling me. So many feelings, so many emotions rushed through me, standing there, being fucked. An object for men's pleasure, to be desired, to be used. It simply felt amazing, I had him deep inside me. Stretching me, fucking me, he opened me up like a flower. "Yes, yes," I moaned with each thrust. Fuck, his hands felt so good holding me, digging into me. I put mine on his and lovingly squeezed. I felt the full force of him now, those wonderful slapping sounds of two bodies in the throes of rough sex, in making love. His grunts told me he was close. I wnated his cum so badly! I garbbed my ass like a whore and held myself open for him to pound into me even harder, even deeper. Fuck, that amazing, thick cock! "Cum, baby!" I had never been so bold, so forward! "Cum in me, baby!" His grunts, his groans, his heavy breathing, fuck, it was so sexy! "Ah, ah, ahhh!" My whole body trembled and my knees went weak as I felt the pwerful rush of his hot load. His fingers sank into my sides even deeper, as he filled me with cum. He held still, omly muttering, "Fuck!" I let go of my ass and put my hands back onto his. It was just this perfect moment. Just us, just for the moment.
When he left our little booth, I had to gather myself. My hole, strecthed and sore, yet all I could do was smile. My precum dripping cock ached. The taste of cum on my tongue, the thought of it touching his. Being treated like a woman, a wonderrful, slutty woman. I rubbed my cock. Fuck it felt so good! I shook when I came, right there in the booth and released stream after stream of white, thick jizz. I came so hard that night! It seemed the perfect ending. The shyness seemed to return quickly though, as I faced the walk of shame that I knew I must do. Pulling up my panties, feeling the slick, wettness of his cum as it ran out of me. I fixed my dress, I wiped my saliva and cum soaked face. I walked out the booth, surprisngly confident, spent and satisfied. Yes, gosh I felt so sexy! Men wanted me, men took me and used me for their pleasure. Why shouldn't I feel confident? I swung my hips, I walked, putting one sexy high heel in front of the other. Men standing off to the side. The sounds of sex coming from the booths. I felt so at home!
To be continued, just the start...
9 月 前
