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Short HistoryHi, my name is Theo. I’ve been a transvestite for so long that I’ve forgotten since it all started. I remember as a young boy I liked to take pictures in women’s underwear, to admire myself in the mirror and to touch myself. Gradually I began to expose myself to friends. They were the first guys to give me the confidence I needed. For these boys I was the sexiest girl. I liked that, it excited me. I liked the way they looked at me, I liked those perverse thoughts they had about me. I wanted to be touched and kissed, I liked those moments when I lost my self-control and let myself be carried away by emotions that I thought could never exist. I realized from then on what I was … a little whore obsessed with erotic experiences. Then, as I grew older, I quickly realized the mental changes I was experiencing. I could say that there was a great confrontation inside me, the little girl in me was conquering redoubt after redoubt (if I could say that) killing the man who lived in my mind. From the age of 16-17 I started to think of everything as a girl, I had a lot of girl friends with whom we talked about women’s things, we talked about clothes, about fashion, about makeup, about what we like or don’t like about a boy in general or about a certain boy at school or in the neighborhood. I learned a lot from them about what it means to be a girl, to think like a girl, to feel like a girl. I felt like with them I was constantly perfecting myself to be a girl from one day to the next. Of course, at first they considered me a weird guy, but over time they saw that I didn’t necessarily want to be like them, to copy them, but that I really was like them, that I behaved like them, that I shared the same feelings. and feminine values ??just like them. Gradually, as time went on and the connection between us became stronger, it didn’t seem strange to them that I really liked to put on makeup with them, or to arrange my hair, to wear their clothes or to wear high-heeled shoes. . Of course they also had their curiosities about what a boy’s body looks like … so I let them explore, ask questions … touch those intimate parts … I shared my secret with them, I told them that they don’t attract me sexually not because they have a problem or because they aren’t the sexiest girls I know, but simply because I like boys just like them, in fact I’m a girl in a boy’s body. When I appeared with make-up on and arranged like a girl at that masked ball I talked about in the previous story, it was no surprise to them … in fact, they were the ones who helped me look so sexy! What surprised them and I could say really bothered them (as I would find out later from them) was something else … the fact that I was so easy, that I was not bothered at all by all those perverse thoughts of all the boys there about me, thoughts that I myself intentionally provoke through extremely lascivious behavior, it also bothered them that I intentionally let certain intimate parts of the body be seen just to be admired by the boys there , to make them feel attracted even excited when they looked at me … for them all these things were shameful at that time. I felt then that even though they understood me I went too far and that they are not like me … Although they were very curious to hear bilecik escort my post-prom sexual adventure from that caravan with that unknown guy … they said very clearly that they are not like me, that they would never have done such a thing, that they are serious girls who will one day get married and have c***dren … Unfortunately my path could never be the same with theirs. After all this, our relations have cooled. It was a beautiful time in my life that I always remember with great pleasure.After graduating from high school, I entered college. After the college entrance exam, I went to sea. I told my parents that I would probably stay all summer because I had found work on the Black Sea coast. Of course I let them think I was working in a beach bar … although I admit I would have liked that very much, the reality was actually quite different.In fact, things were like this … A guy who had a terrace where he served soft drinks in our city in the summer, approached me and told me that he would like to try a transvestite because he had never tried. He told me he was paying if he had to … since I didn’t have any money at the time … I told him I was thinking about it. He told me that in his case the discretion is maximum that he will not tell anyone about us and … he insisted again … that he pays me very well if I satisfy all his sexual fantasies. I didn’t accept immediately, I didn’t even ask him what the amount of money was about … A few days passed like that, I had almost forgotten about the proposal … when, as if out of nowhere, the guy from the terrace with a super BMW and he asks me if I don’t want to walk with him for a while … I got in the car and I felt my heart beating hard … there were some of the most intense emotions I experienced … he looked at me and without another word he started his powerful car in force, he was driving at a high speed and I was very tense for fear that something bad would happen … We left the city and arrived in a rural area where he he stopped the car in front of a beautiful villa, opened the door for me and invited me out of his car. We didn’t say a word … I went inside, I realized there was no one there but us. Then I felt scared again:- And now what are you going to do with me?He said nothing, looked at me and took $ 500 out of his pocket.-Do you want them to be yours? said..- Please don’t hurt me … that’s all I managed to tell him, because I started to cry, I sat down on something because I felt my knees tremble and I could fall … I didn’t feel absolutely nothing in those moments just fear! In my erotic fantasies such things were extremely exciting, but now that it really happens … I felt scared! fear not only for my bodily integrity, I didn’t know this man at all he can do anything to me, he can **** me and then even kill me … what my parents will say, my relatives and everyone else who didn’t know absolutely nothing about this side of me … everyone will denigrate me, hate me and make fun of me for all these shameful things … I will be humiliated in public in front of everyone … All these thoughts made me I cry even louder …- Please don’t cry anymore … if you want we’ll get back in the car and take you back. I’m sorry, I wanted it to be a surprise, I didn’t want escort bilecik to scare you, he said at one point …I felt his caress on my shoulder. I didn’t react in any way … I didn’t cry anymore but I kept my eyes closed. He sat down next to me, lightly touching my back. He seemed extremely affectionate with me. After a few tens of minutes of sitting in that position he asked me again:- Please tell me you’re not afraid anymore? I behaved like a fool and I’m sorry. But I really don’t want to hurt you. Please let me hold you in my arms? Please I really want to hold you in my arms … Then he put his strong and hairy arms around me.He started telling me about him. His name was Alin, he was 40 years old, he was divorced and had a c***d. He had several businesses in the area and this summer he wanted to open a bar with a terrace by the sea. The house we were in was a holiday home where no one had lived since he divorced his wife. He told me that the place where that masked ball took place happened to be his. He also told me that he saw me there for the first time and he thought I was much sexier than all the other girls. He also found out that I did it with a stranger for money, that’s why he thought I liked having sex for money. He always wanted to try a sexual experience with a transvestite … and if he saw that I like to do this he thought he should try with me because I look so good. When he saw me at the bar he remembered me and how sexy I was so he said to himself what it would be like to ask me if I didn’t want to fuck him. He didn’t like it at all because I refused him then. He thought I didn’t take him seriously and that’s why he came after me with a BMW car and $ 500 in his pocket, to impress me and for me to see that he was a serious boy. He didn’t think I was going to be so scared.- Now it really doesn’t matter … he added … I keep my proposal but if you refuse me then know that I’m not upset. Upstairs is a dressing room full of his wife’s clothes, her shoes, makeup make-up … all the way he left them. My wife didn’t need those things anymore, she never came to take them back. If you want, I’ll give them to you as a gift … I have nothing to do with them.- Here’s what I propose … go upstairs and see what you like from there, try it … don’t rush at all, give yourself as much time as you want, I’ll wait for you here. Is that ok?I looked at him for a long time … His hair was a little gray and his face was very masculine and pretty at the same time, his green eyes fascinated me with their beauty. Under his molded T-shirt it was easy to see that he had a very well-worked chest. It inspires not only strength but also kindness. As I watched him, I thought, damn it! let’s try, maybe it’s not so bad after all.I climbed the stairs shyly, although I was only interested in dressing and the bathroom, I saw a wonderful master bedroom from the windows of which an extraordinary view opened. Everywhere things were arranged in order, nothing was left to chance … Finally in the dressing room!I completely gave up the clothes I came here wearing. I went in the shower first … oh I really needed one after all this stress … After I refreshed myself I started trying on all those dresses, shoes, blouses, underwear … everything … then I started to bilecik escort bayan put on makeup, to metamorphose into a very very sexy girl. A pair of nylon stockings with band, bikini panties, high-heeled shoes, a black lace dress, false eyelashes, false nails and an intense red red over my thin lips … when I looked in the mirror … OMG! I was so sexy! I had almost forgotten that someone was waiting for me downstairs …Then I took courage and went down the stairs that led to the living room of the villa … he looked at me … he stared at me … I felt him enjoy me … ohh … again that emotion that makes me to tremble, but not out of fear but out of pleasure.- Rotate, he told me, do a pirouette, I want to admire you. It looks great on you.- Do you want some music? Do you want to drink a glass of wine with me? I want you to feel relaxed …I approved by moving my head up and down, then sat down on the couch. After he turned on the music he slowly approached with glasses of wine in his hands … he sat down next to me, it smelled so good … I could feel the red wine, as I drank it, it makes my blood “boil in my veins “I felt a feeling of well-being and relaxation …- I’m sorry for earlier … I said … I was very scared- No problem, now I understand you better. Excuse me for believing you differently, I was wrong about you. But now I’m glad we’re both here.- Do you want to dance with me please? he saidI answered in approval and in a few moments I was next to him. It was a slow dance and he was moving extraordinarily, then I felt his whole body rubbing against mine … oh it was exciting, my heart was beating to break my chest. Then he pulled me towards him and he started kissing me on my bare shoulder, on my neck and finally on my lips. From his kisses I felt his burning desire to have me, to dominate me, to possess me … I did not resist!Afterwards I went up to that master bedroom and turned my back on him and, as he unzipped my dress, he continued to kiss me on my back down to the bottom. After that he turned me towards me and pressed my shoulders down. I started to unbutton his jeans and a big, thick cock appeared right in front of me … his hairy balls looked huge in my little hands. I started kissing his big cock, playing with my tongue on the head of his cock up and down like you were licking an ice cream, then I started to take his big cock in my mouth to suck it in my throat like a gentle swallow. Then he placed both hands on the back of my neck and held me tight as he pushed his big cock into my mouth back and forth. As he fucked me in my mouth, his movements were hard and hard, making me moan and suffocate in my own saliva that flowed slowly under my tongue … his big, hard cock sometimes comes in so deep in my throat so I could barely breathe. After a few minutes I managed to relax my neck muscles, this allowed his cock to enter more easily and without pain. Then I turned back on my back with my head under his hairy legs, from that position I could see his big, hairy balls playing on my face towards my chin, he spread his legs and went down with the hole of his hairy ass over my lips . Leaning his hands on my chest he moved over my lips from his asshole to his balls and back. I stuck out my tongue and started licking his hairy ass and balls, I felt the hair on his ass and balls stick to my tongue … Then in a moment he pulled back and put his cock big, in my throat again, harder and harder until his balls hit my chin.I let him do what he wants with me.to be continue…

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