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When I was growing up my mother raised me by herself. She had always wanted a daughter so we did a lot of things together. She taught me how to do makeup and style my longer hair. A lot of people frequently commented that I looked a lot like her. It probably didn't help that I had blown out hair and some foundation on during my adolescent years.

I was called gay and fag a lot but I never let it bother me. I knew that I liked women and I was getting plenty of attention from girls my age anyways cause I could do their makeup for them better than they could. I was decently popular in junior high school and so I went to a few parties.

During one of those parties I was drinking with a bunch of k**s my age and we played 'truth or dare.' After a few rounds one of the boys dared me to dress up like a girl. I shared that I didn't have any girl clothes on me and I would have to 'chicken' out that dare. The girl whose house we were partying at, Michelle, was in the truth or dare circle and volunteered to let me borrow some of her clothes. I looked around and gave into the peer pressure.

We made our way up to her room and she opened the door for me. I asked her if she would show me where she kept her clothes she didn't mind me trying on. We went straight for a huge dresser in the corner of her room. Michelle opened the top drawer and I saw all of her panties.

I was instantly excited that I was fortunate enough to look into a girl's panty drawer for the first time. That feeling soon left me when Michelle pulled out a yellow thong and closed the dresser drawer. I held the panties and stared at them until I was pulled from my daze by her holding out a white skirt, a tight baby blue t-shirt and a blue training bra.

I said that I wasn't about to wear the training bra but Michelle insisted that it would be way more believable that I was girl if I had this to accentuate my chest.

So for the first time in my life I got naked in a girl's room. To my dismay, it wasn't because I was about to get lucky or that she wanted me but that I had been dared into dressing like a girl for the evening. I pulled off my pants, boxers and t-shirt and grabbed the clothes from her. Michelle went down stairs to confirm I was about to do it.

As I put on the panties I noticed how tightly it held my crotch. It was uncomfortable but not completely deal-breaking. I looked at myself in her full-length mirror and turned so I could see my ass. And I had to admit that I honestly thought it made my butt look pretty good. I pulled on the skirt and zipped it up. I looked at myself and thought how crazy this was. I still felt like I looked too much like myself with my straightened hair so I started Michelle's curling iron in her attached bathroom.

Then I pulled on and strapped up the training bra and pulled the shirt over my head. I didn't have very broad shoulders so it fit me nicely. I gave myself another once-over and thought 'hey, this is actually kinda believable.' I walked to her bathroom and began to curl my hair. After about 10 minutes of tipsily working on it I thought that it was more than good enough. I grabbed some of Michelle's flats and put them on before I headed downstairs.

As I made my way to back to the truth or dare circle one of the jocks smacked my ass as I walked by. I decided not to ruin his night or mine and continued along. When I sat down in my old spot one of the girls said "That seat is actually taken."

I looked right at her and said, "I know, I was sitting here."

There was a long pause as she looked very confused by what I had simply said. Then it hit her that it was me.

"HOLY SHIT!!! RYAN?!??"

We all had a laugh when we realized what happened. For the rest of the night I stayed dressed up like a girl. I was hit on by some guys I new that were my age and grades above me. I ended up making out with Michelle in her room and we both ended up without or tops on.

The party ended and Michelle let me keep her clothes. She said they looked better on me anyway but I think she was just being nice or didn't want them back after I had worn them. Either way I decided to head back to my mom's apartment dressed up in Michelle's clothes.

When I usually walk home from school or a friend's house no one had ever stopped or said anything to me. But on this day and older gentleman pulled his car over and asked me where I was going. I told him the street I was headed to and he offered to give 'a sweet little thing' a ride. Thinking nothing of it, other than how much nicer it must be to be treated like this all the time, I hopped up into the front seat of his truck.

He asked the typical questions and seemed like a pretty decent guy for the ride. As we got closer to my mom's apartment I noticed he had placed his hand on the headrest of my seat. Not 2 minutes after I notice this do I feel his hand on the back of my neck. I felt nervous, scared and excited. He continued to play with my hair until we reached my stop.

He stopped the truck in front of my apartment complex, put the truck in park and then just turned his head to look at me. It was like he wanted something from me. I about spoke up when he said, "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

"I can't. Sorry. My mom isn't home."

"That works our perfect for me," he chuckled and pulled me closer to him.

"I'm not old enough to. Even if I wanted to," I said. I couldn't risk telling him I was a guy at this point. I was way too nervous to shatter his ego and even more scared of what he would do to some guy cross dressing. I realized I hadn't thought any of this through.

"Shit. I thought I would get a little cookie for my troubles. You turning 18 any time soon?" he asked.

"Not for another year," I replied. I hoped he didn't know that 17 was legal age in my state and try to pursue me further.

"I'll be around when that happens," he said with a wink and continued, "how about an innocent kiss for taking you all the way home?"

I couldn't believe he had asked me that. I didn't owe him anything, I thought. It was a good deed I thought he did on his own free will. "I don't-" I started.

"Just a little something. Don't be a complete tease." He insisted and pulled me even closer.

I tried to look over my shoulder out my passenger window when he yanked my head towards him and pulled me in. He kissed me. Instead of trying to fight him and prolong it and risk someone seeing a struggle I braced myself against his chest with my hand. He grabbed my wrist and guided it down to his crotch. I gently squeezed him and he moaned into my mouth. "That's good girlie," he said.

I could feel his cock getting harder through his jeans. He finally broke the kiss and I looked directly at him, stunned. He looked down at my hand still in his lap. "Find anything you like?" he asked.

I pulled my hand away and gasped as I realized what I had done. He dropped his hands to his zipper and opened his pants. I could see a trail of hair leading down to the dark unknown of his lap. I sat frozen, unable to look away from his crotch. Almost without warning he leaned back, groaned and pulled his cock out of his pants. It laid lazily on his jeans like a beached whale rising and falling as he breathed.

"Are you just going to stare at it?" he asked.

I realized I hadn't moved since he presented it. I looked up at him and he grinned at me. He reached out and grabbed me by the wrist once more. I couldn't fight him. He was far stronger than I was. He placed my hand over his cock and breathed heavily as I gripped around his meat. I lifted it. It felt heavy like metal wrapped in soft padding. I was awestruck. I guided my hand down the shaft so that his head was straight up staring me in the face.

"Stroke it," he commanded.

So slowly I moved my hand back up to the tip of his cock. He laid his head back while I stroked him. I couldn't believe what I was doing. I was stroking this stranger's cock right outside my mom's apartment dressed as a chick! His cock was full and pulsating in my hand. I felt like it would vibrate away if I didn't hold onto it.

Eventually I saw precum forming at the tip. It glistened in the morning sunlight. He looked down at the work I had been doing. He smiled and said, "For a few bucks I'll let you suck on it."

I hadn't said a word since he kissed me and I didn't know what to say now. I looked around at the street and only saw a lady out pushing a stroller. She was my neighbor. I could call out to her. Would she recognize me? What would she say anything to my mother?

"Hey babe, enjoy the moment in here," he said as he snapped his fingers at me. "Suck on it and I'll throw you a few bucks."

"How much?" I responded.

"That depends on how well you do."

"I haven't ever sucked on a dick before," I said.

"In that case I'll give you a fifty for popping your mouth cherry."

I looked back down to his cock. Precum oozed down his shaft. 'I've watched porn before, I know what to do.' I thought so I scooted back in my seat and locked eyes with him as I dropped my head down into his lap. I held it up to my mouth and hesitated. Then I quickly dropped my tongue on the underside of his dick and licked the precum back up to the head of his cock. He shook and complimented me. I opened my mouth a little wider and put the tip of his cock against the roof of my mouth.

It inched in further to the back of my mouth and over the hole in my throat. It felt dry so I pulled it back out. I hesitated again before I put it back in my mouth. Why am I doing this?? I'm not gay but I could use some extra money. I think I'm sucking him good but I realized I had only gotten the tip of his cock and another inch wet with my mouth. I want this to end faster so I push myself to go down on more of him. I can feel the veins on his cock against my lips and my tongue. They feel as though they could burst. His cock moves to the back of my throat and I can barely hear him groan as my ears feel like I'm wearing ear muffs.

"Oh yeah," he moaned, "that's the spirit."

I can feel my eyes begin to water as he starts humping my face. My jaw is starting to hurt but he is not stopping. I bare my teeth trying to get some air. Suddenly, his hands are on the back of my head. I pulled my hand of his cock and braced myself against his legs. I knew what he was about to do! He thrust himself into my throat. I gagged. I felt like I was going to throw up. I pushed his legs away when I couldn't take anymore. My throat made involuntary noises as his cock rushed in and out of my airway.

Spit accumulated in the sides of my mouth and spilled out onto his lap. I pulled myself off him and slurped it up. He smiled at me and I felt proud of myself in a way. I felt I was doing a really good job. He seemed pleased. I pulled what spit I could back into my mouth and swallowed it. I felt refreshed and opened my mouth again for him. I grabbed his cock and worked on getting as much as I could into me.

"Oh yeah, oh yes..." he rambled to himself, "you are a natural."

I pressed on. I worked harder and felt myself starting to sweat. My jaw felt like it was going to break as his cock felt like it was getting wider and wider. "Keep going," he repeated to me. I felt his cock swell and I doubted if it grew any larger that I could handle it. His hands came back to my head and gingerly guided me to keep a tempo. By that point I knew I was losing a rhythm but I was trying my best. His member grew and grew. I was about to spit it out and apologize when I felt a warm and thick fluid coat the roof of my mouth. He just came in my mouth!!

I opened my eyes as another helping of hot liquid burst against my throat. I choked on it. I tried to pull away but he held me in place. A large glob fell over my tongue and I could taste it. It was very sweet but not in a good way. His body shook as slowly more and more cum drained from his manhood into my slutty mouth. I couldn't believe what had just happened: a man I had never met (and whose name I didn't know) just deposited a helping of sperm into my gullet. I couldn't process everything but instead of spitting it up I started to swallow it.

"I want to see it!" he demanded.

I understood what he meant and I opened my mouth for him. I could feel the cum drip from my upper lip and fall down on my tongue. It gathered at the back of my throat and I needed to swallow. It was about to pour out of the sides of my mouth so I closed my mouth and gathered it on my tongue and once again presented it to him.

"Beautiful. Now you can swallow it. Go ahead."

I did as I was told and swallowed the hot sticky mess. I could feel it down my throat and disappear into my stomach.

"Good girl," he said and tapped me under the chin, "now get out of here." He reached over and opened the passenger door for me. I grabbed my bag and hopped out of the truck. My nerves were shot and I was shaking. I crossed in front of the hood of his truck and I saw him smiling at me. I blushed and looked away as I pushed my hair out of my face.

When I got to the other side of the street I heard him holler at me. I looked back and he waved a $50 bill at me. I waited for a car to pass and ran back over to his truck. He held it out and I went to reach for it he pulled it back. I giggled.

He said, "Next time get the money before you suck me dry. I almost forgot this time."

"Next time?" I asked.

"Always get the money first. With a mouth like that you can make some real money. I'll be around to visit you again."

He handed me the money and put his truck in gear. He pulled away as I stood in the middle of the road. My insides felt all warm but my legs were cold from the breeze. I ran to my house, unlocked the front door and ran to my room. I closed the door behind me and I started to panic about what I had done. Did this make me gay? Was everyone right about that? I was so excited that I hadn't even noticed my dick was standing on end. I had to get this all out. I hopped on my bed and masturbated.

I thought about how he handled me and made me do whatever he asked. I felt like a slut the way he demeaned me but I think I liked it in a way. I masturbated and blew my load into a fresh napkin. It was the biggest one I had ever had and I passed out immediately after.

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Shortly after my first experience with another man, I found myself walking around my house in women's clothes. I couldn't explain it but it somehow made me feel more alive and like my life made more sense. I couldn't be satisfied with just the clothes I had purchased. I wanted more but I wasn't well off to go buy whatever I wanted so I found myself sneaking into my mom's room to peruse her clothes. Not in a sexual way but I thought I could get some ideas on what I should buy or what would look good on me.

I even began to try on the clothes she had worn earlier by pulling them out of her hamper. They still smelled fresh, like her, but I would try on tops, pants and most often her used panties. My cock stretched the fabric but not as much as I thought they would. I liked the feeling of lace on my crotch and the contained feeling it gave me. I would gaze at myself in the mirror for hours trying on her clothes.

One day, I got into her underwear drawer to see if maybe there was something else she had to wear. Something sexier. What I found shocked me: my mother had a collection of dildos, butt plugs and lingerie next to her underwear drawer! I stared at this flesh colored dildo with balls on it. I grabbed it out of the drawer and put it up to my nose. She had cleaned it because I couldn't smell anything but the silicone smell associated with it.

I put the fake cock up to my face and rubbed it over my forehead while I licked the fake nutsack. I was getting horny and my cock pressed against the sheer fabric of my panties. I slid the cock head down to my mouth and placed it inside. It didn't feel quite as big as the stranger's and I was a little sad that it wasn't real but I was still aroused like a crazy person. I pushed the cock into my mouth a little further and glanced down to see it halfway in. I struggled to push it farther down but I was impressed at how much I could fit it in without gagging.

With some effort I was able to get it all the way into my mouth and I felt the ball sack on my lower lip. I stretched my tongue out and, with great effort, managed to lick the sack. I rolled my tongue side to side giving my love to each one. After I was satisfied that I could throat the fake dick I started to pull it out and back in while slowly picking up speed. I was giving sloppy head in my mother's room to a dick she probably fucked herself with on a regular basis. I was so hard. I was about to hop on the bed and masturbate when I remembered her butt plugs.

I took out one of the plugs, the one with a metallic coating over it, and pulled it out. I, again, brought it to my nose and smelled it. This wasn't cleaned. I could smell my mother's must on it but I was too horny to bother cleaning it. I drew it over my spit soaked lips and coated it with my own saliva. I dipped the rounded tip into my mouth and sucked on it like a tootsie pop. When I pulled it out I knew exactly what I was going to do with it.

As I leaned over my mom's bed I rolled it against my own asshole. It was still cold but I was determined to make it fit. I probed until I felt it breach my ass and sucked in to the hilt. I let out a sharp gasp. I wasn't ready for the sensation no matter how much I wanted it. I picked up the dildo and brought it back to my mouth. I began sucking the cock and massaging my cock. I felt like a deviant but I didn't care. I wanted to feel this. I wanted real cock in me.

The sensation was too much; it felt too real. I could have been masturbating for hours or seconds but I came abruptly. I made a mess all over her bedsheets. I laid in my cum for a few seconds while I let the orgasm come and pass. As I caught my breath I knew I had to clean the dildo but I couldn't clean the butt plug. I mean she would definitely know if it didn't smell, so I took out the plug and placed it back in the drawer. I took the dildo, still coated with my saliva, and washed it off in her bathroom.

When I placed it back in the drawer, I knew that I would come back for more soon. But all I could think of was getting more of the real thing. ASAP!

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I couldn't take it anymore! I wanted something real! I had been pleasuring myself with my mom's assortment of dildos and butt plugs for too long. I went down to a local park that I knew had some sketchy stuff going on. I once happened by this park and needed to use the restroom. The bathrooms are unisex and the only thing dividing them is a smooth piece of that hard plastic. When I went to use the restroom in my younger years, I tried pulling on the toilet paper roll and found that it was only superficially held in place. When it fell, I noticed a large hole had been cut out. At the time I didn't know what it was for but I sure did now!

When I left my apartment, I dressed in knee high socks, a g-string, my skirt, one of the bras I had purchased a tight fitting t-shirt. As I walked up to the bathroom my heart raced. Was someone already in there? Would I get my chance to even do this? I at the very least needed to try.

When I sat down in the dark and damp restroom I tried to ready myself. I was semi-hard and my heart thudded in my chest. I pulled the toilet paper holder and saw that hole was still there! I took a peek through but no one was on the other side. So I patiently waited. I felt like I had waited for hours so I was about to give up. Then, finally I heard the door open, close and finally lock. I wondered if it was a man or a woman but I got my answer when I heard the urine hit the water. It was definitely a man. The water sounded like thunder and echoed through the bathroom.

I could hear my heart in my ears. My cock pressed against my panties trying to go erect but I made sure not to get too worked up. I could hear him wrapping up and I pulled the the toilet paper holder from its' base. I stuck my dainty fingers through the hole but he didn't seem to notice. I peeked through and saw him shaking his dick dry.

He was about to put himself away when I asked, "Are you finished?"

"AHH! What the fuck? Who was that?!"

"Over here," I said and tapped my fingers on the sides of the glory hole. "Are you finished or do you have some left in you?"

"Excuse me?" he asked.

"I didn't mean to scare you. I thought you came by for me."

"No, I hadn't. What are you doing?"

"I... uhh..." I couldn't think of what to say.

"Wait a minute. Are you-? Is this? Are you in here trying to blow someone?"

He didn't sound angry but I wasn't sure.

"I can clean you off, sir," I said.

Silence.

"How often do you do this?" he asked.

"Honestly, this is my first time."

"So you've never solicited a stranger in this bathroom before?"

"No, I just really needed some action. And I thought... I don't know. I thought this would be the easiest way to do get it."

"Tell you what, I stick my dick through this hole and you suck it; I'll leave and I don't want to see you come out for 10 minutes."

"You'll do that for me?" I asked.

"I mean, what kinda guy would say no to a surprise blowjob?"

I heard his feet shuffle. Then it happened: his balls and limp dick emerged from the other side of the divider. His balls were hairy but his pelvis was nicely trimmed. I focused on his dick head and noticed a little bit of urine still remained in the slit. I licked it off first then stuck the soft tip in my mouth. He groaned. I kissed his nutsack and nudged his dick aside with my nose. It flopped over my eyes as I gently sucked on his balls. They smelled musky and manly. I was instantly aroused.

I could feel his dick get harder and larger in size while it stretched up and onto my forehead. He was ready but not nearly as much as I was. I grabbed his dick and moved my mouth up to it. I guided myself over it and sucked on his tip. I massaged his hole with my tongue and squeezed the base of his cock with my hand. He was enjoying himself. I pressed further over his thick cock. He shuddered and I felt the vibrations roll through my mouth. His skin was soft, especially the head of his penis as it started to intrude on my throat.

Spit bubbled from the sides of my mouth and ran down to his balls. I took in more with each stroke till I had to remove my hand from him. Soon I was choking on his cock. I could hear myself gagging and the sound echoed in the bathroom. My bare knees dug into the concrete; it hurt but I was beginning to enjoy the pain I was making him subject me to.

Meanwhile, my dick had strained and straightened itself over my panties. I rubbed his balls with my hand to get some personal lubricant and returned it to my own shaft. I stroked myself as I gagged on his dick.

"Deeper baby," he told me, "deeper."

I tried to answer him that I was trying but what came out was a series of guttural noises. My hair was caked to my face with sweat from my brow. My chin was aching from being open but my mouth felt nothing but pleasure from the soft yet rigid taste of a man. I took all that I could without choking or throwing up. His cock felt full and I felt the familiar vibration from his cock in the back of my throat. I worked harder and my practice paid off. He was going to cum. I wanted it so bad.

He burst. He came inside me. I wasn't used to this yet. I choked on his semen. I swallowed what I could but I spit up just as much. I hacked and spit till I could breathe once again.

His dick withdrew back into the hole. I heard his pants zip up. He said, "Fuck, that was incredible! I hope you come back. You have a gift."

The door unlocked, opened and closed. I looked down at my cock. I had been stroking it the entire time. I wiped his jizz off my face and used it to masturbate. I stroked myself as I sat on the toilet till I came. I shot my load all over the bathroom floor. This felt good. I wanted to do this some more. I placed the holder back on it's brace and waited till I knew the coast was clear. I heard someone else come into the bathroom as I was leaving. I could swear I heard a "hello?" as I closed the door behind me but I got what I had come for. I got a nice load of cum right in my face. Besides, I still needed to get home.

I started walking back towards my neighborhood. I felt so satisfied after having another strange man have his way with me. My dick was nowhere near the size of these men but somehow I was okay with it. I noticed that my dick was quite hard and I felt like I could cum all over again. I walked off to the side of the road and started down the railroad tracks that led behind my apartment complex. There was a little cottage off to the side of the tracks back in a wooded area so I went over to it.

In my years of exploring this in my younger years I hadn't remembered ever seeing anyone there but I was also too scared to go inside of it. However, now I had a nut to get off and I couldn't think of any place better to please myself than in this little run down shack.

I knocked on the paint-peeled door and asked if anyone was home. I didn't hear any reply so I turned the knob and I was pleased to find it was unlocked. The door creaked open and all I saw inside was a rickety old mattress and a little closet built into the side of the room. One window was on the side of the room opposite the bed.

I don't know why this little shack got me so riled. Perhaps it was that it was so close to civilization or maybe it was fond memories from my c***dhood that always gave me a weird feeling about this place but I had a new layer to my sexual craving. I unzipped my skirt and placed it over the footboard of the bed.

I laid down on the mattress that was stained and dingy either from overuse or perhaps a storm that rolled through and leaked through the ceiling. Maybe both. The springs were rough and uncomfortable but I was ready to get going on myself. I pulled my dick and balls over the top of my lacy panties and held my legs up in the air. I sucked on my middle finger and began to slowly trace the ring around my asshole.

I felt dirty. I felt right. I grabbed onto my cock and slowly stroked it against my stomach. I thought about the stranger in the bathroom instructing me to go down deeper on him. I thought about the man in the truck placing my hand on his hard cock; I remember feeling the girth of it through his jeans and being impressed. I thought of the helplessness I felt when he placed his hands on the back of my head and made me gag on his powerful cock. Then I thought of the craving I started having about delicious cocks; the temptation that brought me to go to that park and suck on another strange man's cock.

The door flew open, I almost shouted as my thoughts went from cocks and balls back to the reality I was living in. I was just an adolescent in a shack in the middle of the woods with his cock in his hands. I looked up with fear in my eyes and I saw an older man who stared right back at me. He had some sort of rifle and dead a****ls slung over his shoulder.

I was quiet.

"What are you doing here?" he asked me in an authoritative tone.

"I was..." I couldn't think of what to say but I tried to cover my penis with my hand.

After a beat he continued, "What's going on in here?"

"I thought this was abandoned," I stated, "I didn't know anyone ever came here." The man looked familiar to me but I couldn't quiet place him.

"This is a hunting den. We come here to rest up and sometimes dress our kills. Are you in here masturbating?"

"Yes, I didn't know anyone ever came here."

"I heard you the first time."

I sat up against the rough headboard and hung my head so that I looked at the spot where I had been laying.

"If it's all the same to you, you don't have to stop for me."

I glanced up at him. "I'm sorry?"

"Hell, I've beaten it plenty of times in this cabin. If a fine little thing such as yourself wants to continue pleasuring herself, I'm not going to make you stop."

He obviously hadn't seen my penis, which by this point was so scared that it had gone soft. Was he trying to tell me I should continue in front of him.

"I should probably go," I said and started to reach for my skirt.

He grabbed my wrist, "Don't! Not yet."

"Excuse me," I said.

"I want to watch. Let me get out of these clothes and we can have some fun."

I felt nervous and intimidated again. Did he not know I was a guy? He seemed like such an alpha male. I couldn't say anything as he started to take his pants off. I figured if he saw my cock he would try and beat me up so I thought if he doesn't see my cock he couldn't be mad. I tucked it between my legs and he pulled off his shirt.

I kneeled on the bed as he made his way over to me. My heart thumped in my chest. This guy had muscles all over and was covered in hair. He had a nice beard and fur all over his chest and down to his cock. His bush was full and his cock hung at a length I thought impossible. As he walked over to me it swung like a pendulum.

I stayed on the bed as he got closer. I reached out for him and he seemed pleasantly surprised I was willing to entertain him. I grabbed at his cock and he didn't even flinch. It was probably the length of my forearm. I was in disbelief as I held it. It felt so heavy and manly, and I wanted it in my mouth.

I bent over and put my face down towards his hardening meat. He grabbed me by the hair and made me look up at him initially, and the he laid a kiss on me. I swooned into his kiss and let myself become overwhelmed by his manliness. His beard felt different but I still liked it. I grabbed onto his muscular shoulders and held on while he held me to him. I felt secure but nervous that he wouldn't like what he didn't know about.

He broke the kiss but still looked in my eyes.

"Now," he said and lowered me to his pelvis. I grabbed ahold of his oversized dick and stroked it in my hand while I looked in his eyes. There was something calming about his gaze and made me feel comfortable in what I was doing. After a short period his dick stood at full attention and rested under my chin. I didn't want to look away but I cowered from his stare and glanced down at this tasty treat he presented me with. I opened my mouth as wide as I could yet I was still barely able to fit the uncut head into my mouth.

I barely fit it in before I gagged. He was so strong and right for me. I wanted him to take me as his bitch. Before I could even think to ask him to he pressed on the back of my head and I felt his cock slide into my mouth. I felt like my mouth would crack open under the pressure of his dick. I felt the head come out of it's hiding and take shelter in my warm hole. It was incredible the sensation of an uncut cock opening inside of my mouth. I wondered if I could feel it the same in my asshole.

I pressed on forcing myself to take more and more but I felt like I made little progress in getting his cock down my throat. I strained and gagged but was only able to get another 2 inches into my mouth. My eyes watered and my jaw hurt from the effort but I gave it my all.

Without warning, he grabbed my shoulders and flipped me around so fast that my belly faced upward and my head hung from the bed. My dick still hugged the back of my legs. I wasn't ready to surrender that. He held my chin down and grabbed onto his meat. I saw it swell and move slowly towards my face. I opened my mouth as it grew near and felt his loose skin glide against my tongue. Within seconds his cock pressed farther into my mouth than it ever had and I felt like he knew he had me exactly where he wanted me.

He slowly humped my face and I could feel his cock bump against my throat. I straightened my throat out and opened wide; his cock burst over my gag reflex and descended into me. I felt a new sensation: He was throat fucking me without even trying.

"Damn girl, you sure can take this dick!"

I grabbed onto his legs as he lowered himself onto me. Spit bubbled from my lips and crested over my cheeks. My little dick strained hard against the back of my legs but I made sure to keep it in place. I struggled for air and my face felt hot. He yanked it out before I was ready yet I still gasped for a breath.

He steadied his cock and placed it back in my mouth. He slowly lowered himself into my face and a pocket of air got pushed down to my stomach. His hairy nutsack dangled on my forehead. I felt the soft curly hairs stick to my skin as his balls rowed back and forth. I gazed up at his tight ass and I knew I wanted to kiss it if I could. His cock moved down into my throat and I felt it stop any air from entering or leaving my body. My face ran hot. I tried to push him off but I wasn't nearly as strong as him. My ears screamed and blackness started at the edge of my vision. I slapped at his thighs and tried to fight free. He held his cock in my airway till I nearly passed out. The last thing I can remember is feeling his hot cum race down to my stomach.

When I awoke I found he had stolen my underwear but left my skirt, bra and top. He was nowhere in sight and all his gear was gone. My mouth ached from the workout it received. I had no idea what time it was so I grabbed my things and started my journey home.

A month prior I would have never thought that I would have had such a craving for cock or that I would have even seen another man naked. But in the past few weeks I had multiple strangers' dicks inside of me and I knew I was not about to stop. I wanted more excitement and I wanted to feel a man in my ass. I had to.