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A Young Sissy’s Beginning, Part 2. free porn video
It started with an older boy. I was very young and with threats and bullying, he forced me to suck his cock. Although he would never admit it, he must have enjoyed it, because our encounters continued. Maybe he was too masculine, maybe he was a homophobe or maybe he was just too plain mean. I don’t know, what I did know however, was I had begun to love our meetings, begun to love my role. I knew I could never let him know though, the teasing and threats would only worsen, I was sure. I embraced my role, finding that I loved him using me, finding that I loved to pleasure him, found that I loved being “girly.” Although, I didn’t want to be a girl, I enjoyed the thought of acting like one. I had began to steal my older sisters panties, the more feminine and girly the better. I found that I felt incredibly sexy and wonderful when I wore them. I would hide them inside my jeans when I thought that boy might come calling for more. Although, I didn’t dare show them or let him know or show how much I enjoyed it all.
I dreamed of meeting someone that I could explore with. Someone who would not judge, someone to share my lusts and cravings with. That someone soon showed up...
He was a little older than the other boy, but very different. He seemed more mature to me, much nicer and much more caring. I was drawn to him and he could probably sense it. It wasn’t long after meeting that I felt his touch. Innocent for sure, just a simply touch on my arm, but electric and exciting. At that age, everything is so new, so erotic, my cock would harden and throb when he was around just at the thought of what could possible happen. I found that my guard was coming down and I allowed myself to become more flirtatious, more submissive, and he noticed.
I was bold that first time we were together, but only because he made me feel that it was ok to be. He made me feel comfortable. I stared at his crotch, maybe even subconsciously, but it was hard to hide my desires. Thankfully, he took charge and moved my hand to his hardening dick. I could feel his firmness through his pants and I rubbed it and traced it with my finger tips. I found it almost impossible to resist my desires, but being young, being insecure, although I had sucked cock before, I needed him to make the move.
He stood and removed his pants in front of me, he knew what to do. He knew what I wanted, he seemed to know what I needed. I watched lustfully as his hard dick swung side to side as he moved towards me. I could not take my eyes off his cock, the object of my lust and he knew it, he caught me and when our eyes met, I knew it to. He moved over me as I sat on the couch and instinctively laid down flat as he continued forward, now straddling my chest. His hard cock just inches from my face, he didn’t say a word, he just waited for me to indulge in a fantasy.
I licked around the head of his cock and my brain tingled and my every sense was heightened. How wonderful it was to be beneath him, to be submissive to him. I breathed in his manly scent and soon lost myself to my urges. My tongue found the underside of his shaft and felt the ridges on each incredible side as the lead up to his throbbing, engored head. Again, knowing what I wanted, knowing what I needed, he moved forward and pressed his balls against my face and mouth. I licked and sucked them for him and for the first time, allowed myself to moan softly in the exctasy of the moment. No fear of ridicule, no fear of threat.
He moved back and offered his pre cum leaking cocks head to my mouth and I stretched my lips to accept him. The sweet flavor quickly enveloped my mouth and I moaned again, this time without even thinking. I loved the taste, I loved the feeling, I loved his fullness in my mouth. I loved being underneath him, servicing him.
My hand found his sack and squeezed and caressed them, I realized I was trying to coax his cum out, I realized I wanted his jizz. My hand stroked his shaft as my lips and mouth cradled his cock. In my lust, I forced my mouth to take him deeper and felt the fat head of his dick against the back of my throat. I wanted to take all of him, I wanted his cum to shoot down my throat. He had another idea...
He began to rythmically move his hips, making his cock fuck and use my mouth. I happily submitted. My hands even found the back of his thighs and stroked them in approval. He soon pulled his cock from my mouth and held it at its base. I looked on at the beautiful of his fully engored, erect dick as the first stream of sticky, white, delicious semen shot out and landed on my face. He knew what I needed, he knew how to mark me as his sissy. That first shot felt wonderful and warm as it splashed and clung to me, thick and silky. I opened my mouth, wanting to accept his cum inside. The second stream landed on my lips and tongue, I could feel it, heavy and creamy. Now giving in to my cum crazy lust, I dove my mouth back onto his cocks head and sucked him lovingly and passionately, thanking him for his gift, swallowing his sperm.
This is was our beginning, my first lesson in a way. It was wonderful, erotic and sensual. What I loved about it most though, was the possibilities for the future. The possibility of exploring, the possibility of openly showing and sharing my desires, my feminine side, my submissive, sissy side.
I dreamed of meeting someone that I could explore with. Someone who would not judge, someone to share my lusts and cravings with. That someone soon showed up...
He was a little older than the other boy, but very different. He seemed more mature to me, much nicer and much more caring. I was drawn to him and he could probably sense it. It wasn’t long after meeting that I felt his touch. Innocent for sure, just a simply touch on my arm, but electric and exciting. At that age, everything is so new, so erotic, my cock would harden and throb when he was around just at the thought of what could possible happen. I found that my guard was coming down and I allowed myself to become more flirtatious, more submissive, and he noticed.
I was bold that first time we were together, but only because he made me feel that it was ok to be. He made me feel comfortable. I stared at his crotch, maybe even subconsciously, but it was hard to hide my desires. Thankfully, he took charge and moved my hand to his hardening dick. I could feel his firmness through his pants and I rubbed it and traced it with my finger tips. I found it almost impossible to resist my desires, but being young, being insecure, although I had sucked cock before, I needed him to make the move.
He stood and removed his pants in front of me, he knew what to do. He knew what I wanted, he seemed to know what I needed. I watched lustfully as his hard dick swung side to side as he moved towards me. I could not take my eyes off his cock, the object of my lust and he knew it, he caught me and when our eyes met, I knew it to. He moved over me as I sat on the couch and instinctively laid down flat as he continued forward, now straddling my chest. His hard cock just inches from my face, he didn’t say a word, he just waited for me to indulge in a fantasy.
I licked around the head of his cock and my brain tingled and my every sense was heightened. How wonderful it was to be beneath him, to be submissive to him. I breathed in his manly scent and soon lost myself to my urges. My tongue found the underside of his shaft and felt the ridges on each incredible side as the lead up to his throbbing, engored head. Again, knowing what I wanted, knowing what I needed, he moved forward and pressed his balls against my face and mouth. I licked and sucked them for him and for the first time, allowed myself to moan softly in the exctasy of the moment. No fear of ridicule, no fear of threat.
He moved back and offered his pre cum leaking cocks head to my mouth and I stretched my lips to accept him. The sweet flavor quickly enveloped my mouth and I moaned again, this time without even thinking. I loved the taste, I loved the feeling, I loved his fullness in my mouth. I loved being underneath him, servicing him.
My hand found his sack and squeezed and caressed them, I realized I was trying to coax his cum out, I realized I wanted his jizz. My hand stroked his shaft as my lips and mouth cradled his cock. In my lust, I forced my mouth to take him deeper and felt the fat head of his dick against the back of my throat. I wanted to take all of him, I wanted his cum to shoot down my throat. He had another idea...
He began to rythmically move his hips, making his cock fuck and use my mouth. I happily submitted. My hands even found the back of his thighs and stroked them in approval. He soon pulled his cock from my mouth and held it at its base. I looked on at the beautiful of his fully engored, erect dick as the first stream of sticky, white, delicious semen shot out and landed on my face. He knew what I needed, he knew how to mark me as his sissy. That first shot felt wonderful and warm as it splashed and clung to me, thick and silky. I opened my mouth, wanting to accept his cum inside. The second stream landed on my lips and tongue, I could feel it, heavy and creamy. Now giving in to my cum crazy lust, I dove my mouth back onto his cocks head and sucked him lovingly and passionately, thanking him for his gift, swallowing his sperm.
This is was our beginning, my first lesson in a way. It was wonderful, erotic and sensual. What I loved about it most though, was the possibilities for the future. The possibility of exploring, the possibility of openly showing and sharing my desires, my feminine side, my submissive, sissy side.
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