Getting back at a racist Puerto Rican wife
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Hi, Queens! So anyway, a couple of nights ago I decided to hang out in my favorite adult bookstore, because, you know, I was feeling really cock hungry. I bought this really cute new outfit at Wal-Mart – it’s a black halter- top that basically just covers my tits, and a pair of hot pink short shorts that expose the cheeks of my ass. Most of my regular readers know that I’m a cross dresser. I mainly like to wear high heels, lipstick and nothing else. But some player- hating faggot complained to the manager about me being back in the arcade naked. I mean, the manager was hella cool and all – he came back and told me that he couldn’t allow me to walk around nude outside the booths. Inside the booths was ok. Well, I really like being out of the booths, cause I can get more tricks like that. So that’s why I bought the outfit. It’s easy to take off if some one wants to fuck me.
So anyway, I was on the stroll back there in my new outfit, along with my black, strappy 5- inch high heels, red lipstick, hair teased up high, and I spotted him. He was probably the most gorgeous man I’ve seen in ages. Seriously, Queens, I damn near fell in LOOOOVE on the spot! He was Puerto Rican, in his 30s, about 5’, 9”. He had a shave head and was wearing a tank top and shorts that exposed some of the sexiest muscles I’ve ever seen. I mean, his legs were all muscles! And y’all know how a man’s muscley legs get me horny! He had a Puerto Rican flag tatted on his right bicep. It was obvious that he was really proud of his big hard body – the way he was strutting around like a rooster. “Hi, Sweetie!” I said as he walked past me. I gave him a nice pretty smile. He looked at me. He could see the obvious hardon under my stretchy shorts. He smiled and kept walking.
When he came by again a few minutes later he was really strutting, his chest puffed out. Queens, I been around long enough to know it was for my benefit, and I was pretty sure we were gonna end up hooking up in a booth before too long. This time I smiled and said, “You want a blow job, honey? I’ll make it really good for you, sweetie – promise.”
He just smiled: “Not right now.” And he continued walking around the arcade.
“Ok, sweetie,” I said. I’ll be right here. I’ll do anything you want, baby – anything.” God! I was damn near begging him! But I guess that’s what he wanted anyway.
Anyway, he made me wait anxiously for another half hour. Finally he came up to me. I had pulled my halter top up behind my head, exposing my tits, you know, trying to get as much edge as I could. He reached out and took one of my nipples in his fingers and began pinching. With his other hand he squeezed the bulge in my short shorts. His fingers felt good on my tits. “So, you’re good at suckin’ cock, huh?” he said.
“I’m the best, Papi,” I said. “Want me to suck you now, pimp?”
“How bout that chocha?” he said, taking me by the arm and turning me around. “Cause you know I like to fuck.”
I reached down and felt his erection through the material of his shorts. Motherfucker! Putang ina! His dick was bone fuckin’ hard – at least 10 inches! Uy! Wala STIK! And this pimp say he wants to fuck me with that thing?? Sus! I literally got weak in the knees thinking about that fuckin’ boner in my ass. I kept squeezing his dick. “Oooh, you want to fuck me, honey? Ok, baby, I'ma make it SO tight for you, Papi!
He looked around. “You got a booth?” he said. I waved my hand, “Any one of these,” I answered him. I took his big hand in my small one hand and led him to a booth. As soon as we were in I stripped off my short shorts and halter top. His big hands were all over my bare tits. He lowered his head and took one of my tits into his mouth, sucking and licking, then moving to the other breast. I love it so much when a man feed on my titties – it makes me feel SO feminine!
He stripped off his tank top and pulled off his shorts. He was naked except for his jockey shorts. “Take them off,” he said.
I sank to my knees and pulled down his shorts, freeing his throbbing circumsized boner. I squeezed it and a huge bead of semen formed on the head. I flicked my tongue out, lapping the salty precum into my mouth. I ran my mouth all over that cock and swirled my tongue around the head, using my tongue and pouty lips to cover his cock with butterfly kisses. It’s a technique I learned from my wife, and she learned it from an old whore in the Philippines when she was just ** years old.
The Rooster was groaning in pleasure. “Feel good, Papi? I said.
"FUCK yeah! It feels hella good!” he said. “Where’d you learn to suck cock like that?”
I pulled his boner out of my mouth. “I learned to do it in the joint I said, engulfing his dick back into my mouth, using lots of tongue and saliva, all the way down to his balls. Finally he took me by the arm and said, “Stand up.”
“You gonna fuck me, Mista?” I asked him. I stood and he turned me around, feeling my ass and legs. “Fuck!” he said. “You got skin soft as a woman. His rough strong hands felt so good on my bare legs. I felt a thick calloused finger poking into my anus. He pulled it out and had me suck it. I coated it with spit and he worked it into my fuck hole. As he fingered my chocha he was sucking on my neck and tits. I kept squeezing his penis.
Finally he said, “You got a rubber?” I reached into my purse and pulled out a condom and some KY. He opened the package and rolled the rubber onto his dick, while I squeezed a big gob of KY and pushed it up my ass. “Get on the bench and put your legs up, sissy,” he said. I obeyed him and he got between my legs and pushed his dick up against my anus. I reached down and grabbed his dick, guiding it to the mouth of my hole. It hurt for just a second, then came that wonderful feeling of a rigid boner being worked deep into my ass hole. My legs were up on his shoulders and he began to screw me deep. As he fucked me he was all over my neck and tits with his mouth, his big hands cupping my naked buttocks. Suddenly he eased his boner out of my hole and squeezed the base. “Get on your knees,” he said in a choked voice. I dropped to the floor and he relaxed the grip of his cock and shot 5 strings of snot all over my face. “Fuckin’ PUTA!” he said as he came all over my face.
Some guys, when they cum, they leave as quickly as possible, almost as though they’re disgusted at what they’ve done. But some linger and talk awhile. My rooster was one of these. He told me his name was Jorge, and that he was married, but that he loved sissies better than real women. I asked him for a few bucks and he handed me a twenty. He said he wanted to see me again and he wanted to know more about my life and how I had turned sissy. I know I want to see him again!
After he left I put on my cute outfit and went back out on the floor. I applied a fresh coat of lipstick, but I didn’t wipe his cum off my face; I was proud to display it on my face!
So anyway, I was on the stroll back there in my new outfit, along with my black, strappy 5- inch high heels, red lipstick, hair teased up high, and I spotted him. He was probably the most gorgeous man I’ve seen in ages. Seriously, Queens, I damn near fell in LOOOOVE on the spot! He was Puerto Rican, in his 30s, about 5’, 9”. He had a shave head and was wearing a tank top and shorts that exposed some of the sexiest muscles I’ve ever seen. I mean, his legs were all muscles! And y’all know how a man’s muscley legs get me horny! He had a Puerto Rican flag tatted on his right bicep. It was obvious that he was really proud of his big hard body – the way he was strutting around like a rooster. “Hi, Sweetie!” I said as he walked past me. I gave him a nice pretty smile. He looked at me. He could see the obvious hardon under my stretchy shorts. He smiled and kept walking.
When he came by again a few minutes later he was really strutting, his chest puffed out. Queens, I been around long enough to know it was for my benefit, and I was pretty sure we were gonna end up hooking up in a booth before too long. This time I smiled and said, “You want a blow job, honey? I’ll make it really good for you, sweetie – promise.”
He just smiled: “Not right now.” And he continued walking around the arcade.
“Ok, sweetie,” I said. I’ll be right here. I’ll do anything you want, baby – anything.” God! I was damn near begging him! But I guess that’s what he wanted anyway.
Anyway, he made me wait anxiously for another half hour. Finally he came up to me. I had pulled my halter top up behind my head, exposing my tits, you know, trying to get as much edge as I could. He reached out and took one of my nipples in his fingers and began pinching. With his other hand he squeezed the bulge in my short shorts. His fingers felt good on my tits. “So, you’re good at suckin’ cock, huh?” he said.
“I’m the best, Papi,” I said. “Want me to suck you now, pimp?”
“How bout that chocha?” he said, taking me by the arm and turning me around. “Cause you know I like to fuck.”
I reached down and felt his erection through the material of his shorts. Motherfucker! Putang ina! His dick was bone fuckin’ hard – at least 10 inches! Uy! Wala STIK! And this pimp say he wants to fuck me with that thing?? Sus! I literally got weak in the knees thinking about that fuckin’ boner in my ass. I kept squeezing his dick. “Oooh, you want to fuck me, honey? Ok, baby, I'ma make it SO tight for you, Papi!
He looked around. “You got a booth?” he said. I waved my hand, “Any one of these,” I answered him. I took his big hand in my small one hand and led him to a booth. As soon as we were in I stripped off my short shorts and halter top. His big hands were all over my bare tits. He lowered his head and took one of my tits into his mouth, sucking and licking, then moving to the other breast. I love it so much when a man feed on my titties – it makes me feel SO feminine!
He stripped off his tank top and pulled off his shorts. He was naked except for his jockey shorts. “Take them off,” he said.
I sank to my knees and pulled down his shorts, freeing his throbbing circumsized boner. I squeezed it and a huge bead of semen formed on the head. I flicked my tongue out, lapping the salty precum into my mouth. I ran my mouth all over that cock and swirled my tongue around the head, using my tongue and pouty lips to cover his cock with butterfly kisses. It’s a technique I learned from my wife, and she learned it from an old whore in the Philippines when she was just ** years old.
The Rooster was groaning in pleasure. “Feel good, Papi? I said.
"FUCK yeah! It feels hella good!” he said. “Where’d you learn to suck cock like that?”
I pulled his boner out of my mouth. “I learned to do it in the joint I said, engulfing his dick back into my mouth, using lots of tongue and saliva, all the way down to his balls. Finally he took me by the arm and said, “Stand up.”
“You gonna fuck me, Mista?” I asked him. I stood and he turned me around, feeling my ass and legs. “Fuck!” he said. “You got skin soft as a woman. His rough strong hands felt so good on my bare legs. I felt a thick calloused finger poking into my anus. He pulled it out and had me suck it. I coated it with spit and he worked it into my fuck hole. As he fingered my chocha he was sucking on my neck and tits. I kept squeezing his penis.
Finally he said, “You got a rubber?” I reached into my purse and pulled out a condom and some KY. He opened the package and rolled the rubber onto his dick, while I squeezed a big gob of KY and pushed it up my ass. “Get on the bench and put your legs up, sissy,” he said. I obeyed him and he got between my legs and pushed his dick up against my anus. I reached down and grabbed his dick, guiding it to the mouth of my hole. It hurt for just a second, then came that wonderful feeling of a rigid boner being worked deep into my ass hole. My legs were up on his shoulders and he began to screw me deep. As he fucked me he was all over my neck and tits with his mouth, his big hands cupping my naked buttocks. Suddenly he eased his boner out of my hole and squeezed the base. “Get on your knees,” he said in a choked voice. I dropped to the floor and he relaxed the grip of his cock and shot 5 strings of snot all over my face. “Fuckin’ PUTA!” he said as he came all over my face.
Some guys, when they cum, they leave as quickly as possible, almost as though they’re disgusted at what they’ve done. But some linger and talk awhile. My rooster was one of these. He told me his name was Jorge, and that he was married, but that he loved sissies better than real women. I asked him for a few bucks and he handed me a twenty. He said he wanted to see me again and he wanted to know more about my life and how I had turned sissy. I know I want to see him again!
After he left I put on my cute outfit and went back out on the floor. I applied a fresh coat of lipstick, but I didn’t wipe his cum off my face; I was proud to display it on my face!
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