♪ My transvestite, my man ♪

This story is true, and it happened to me four years ago, when I was 20 years old. I had already had a gay experience at 18 with a guy who had a very small dick, but then the regret hit and I didn't go but after that. Anyway, at 20 years old, I was still quite innocent in terms of sex, and I was longing for a long time. I work near USP and, for those who don't know, there is an avenue near here that is full of whores and transvestites. I had already eaten two whores there and that day I left work willing to take another one. I was driving down the avenue when I saw a very hot brunette in minimal costumes. I didn't resist and I stopped. As soon as the brunette approached, however, I realized that she was a transvestite and I was already a bit disappointed. But I looked at her and I thought ... so hot ... so tough ... a bitch ... I think I'm going to eat that ass today. We set the program and went to the hotel. In the hotel, a bit clumsy but full of desire, I began to smooth the brunette. Hand here, hand there, kiss here, kiss there, then we were naked in the biggest crowd and the brunette's dick getting huge, until, in a bump I gave, I hear her whispering in my ear - take my cat dick, go .. take only a little. I hesitated a little, but the heat of desire was greater and when I was touching a handful of brunette, glazed on that stick. It didn't take long and I heard a voice, more authoritative - suck, little taste - I looked at the brunette, a bit upset, and she was even more authoritative - come on, kitten. Suck! - She struck a fear at the time, mixed with that whole cock, and I was sucking the dick. Big macho, me. I went to think of billing that ass and the stick was already dominating me. I sucked the little head, sometimes I sucked more dick, then I went back to the little head, and the stick, getting excited, took total control. My brunette would eat my head and fuck my mouth, whimpering. When I sucked it off, she would be beating my face with her stick, feeling dominant - you like that little bitch, fuck her? I like it more, suck it all. - and she would put the dick back in my mouth. She pulled me to the side of the bed, and there she would slap me on the back, and the little cock was already dominating me. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh - look at my dick, sometimes she would suck more, then she would take full control. I was so horny, I don't know. The guy took out his dick, and I swallowed the whole fucking thing. It was the first time and that macho taste in my mouth only made me more horny. The guy settled down on the bed and, amidst a bastard laugh, he called me - Come here, little bitch. Did you like my fucking? - I couldn't even answer right. I nodded yes and I lay down next to my macho, who was lining up - how you like little bitch, little bitch, I'm going to eat your pocket... Do you want to? - I don't know - I answered, trembling, afraid of all that shit, but she dominated - Yes, little bitch. - You said, in a half-threatening tone - Yes, you want my pocket in your pocket. Go get my dick again, little bitch. Go. I had no choice. I grabbed the still-soft dick and that little piece of shit on my tongue hypnotized me. I sucked and sucked and sucked and the flesh grew. What a crazy feeling, the dick of a male growing in my mouth. And to think that I had sucked the shaft thinking about fucking a dirty whore. Now I was there, sucking a stick, putting a man's dick in my mouth. In the middle of the excitement I still had that fucking fear of turning into a man... and so on, but the dick in my mouth was bigger than any thought - Come here, little bitch - said the transvestite, with that same tone of authority, and pulled me into the middle of the bed. Trembling with anxiety, while my brown man grabbed me by the waist, and pulled my little bundle up - That little bundle I'm going to love fucking today - as he said to my face, as he put his shirt on. Aaah.. aaah.. aaaaaai. Crying in pain as the head of that frog opened my little ass - Stop... pull... pull - I said, between moans of pain, but the shaft was relentless, and it slowly went in, but always - hummm.. tight cock. What a nice little way... - I just moaned, from pain and surprise, because when the pain gave way, the feeling of that monster invading me was indescribable. There, I, once a whole machine, 20 years old, white, four, with a black shaft that had everything big mounted on me. I looked in the mirror and heard my male only both - Old man, old man? Ahhh.. did you see how well a sting on the tail? - I did not enjoy it, but my dick was hard. The rock inside me was uncomfortable, it pulled me up, then it almost cried, and I expressed my feelings of relief, but I missed it. I like it, you little whore! - said my cock, as he pushed that cock again, this time a little faster, until it filled me all over again. The beginning of the back and forth was slower, faster. The cock came in, filled me, satisfied me, and then came out, abandoned me, made it clear what I needed. With every movement, a groan. Mine, more and more submissive, and dominated, and those of my transvestite, more and more masculine and dominating. The body could even be half female, but that brown man in the mirror was my man and every time that his hip moved and brown skin touched my unprotected little cock it was more obvious. The cock was increasing in speed, another raw, unabashed talk. The cock was getting in, filling me, satisfying me, and then leaving me, leaving me, making it clear what I needed. With every movement, a groan. Mine, more and more submissive, and dominating, and those of my transvestite, more and more masculine and dominating. The cock was giving me a whimper, giving me a whimper, giving me a whimper, giving me a whimper, giving me a whimper, giving me a whimper, giving a whimper, giving me a whimper, giving a whimper, giving a whimper, giving a whimper, giving a whimper, giving a whimper, giving a whistle, a whimper, and a whimper. The cock was growing more impotent, giving, giving a whimper, giving a whimper, giving a whimper, giving a whimper, giving a whimper, giving a whimper, giving a whistle, a whimper, a whirring, a whirring, a whirring, a whirring, and a whirring. I spent a couple of months not believing what had happened, dying of regret, but I couldn't masturbate anymore without remembering my male mischief. When I took courage and went back to the avenue after my brunette, I didn't find him anymore. I still went out with transvestites two more times after that but it was never like that fuck, the fuck that made me really discover my girly side, my slutty bitch side. I'm 24 years old now and I still work in São Paulo, near USP. I'm married, but I have a lot of fire and a lot of desire to satisfy a male with my thirsty bundle of pica. Do you want to make me your whore? Send an email: [email protected]