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When I go to work, I am in 'boy' mode. I certainly am not the most masculine person, and I am pretty certain that everyone knows my sexual preference. I often get mistaken for a woman even when in 'boy' mode. Whatever. I am who I am... deal with it :)

A few years ago my former workplace had a nice mountain retreat weekend. I love these retreats, not because I become closer to those I work with, but because they are so peaceful.

I arrived at the lodge on a Friday night and spent the next day communing with nature. My fellow workers were doing other activities, and I spent most of my time just walking alone through the trails.

On Saturday night I decided to take a blanket with me and go for a late night hike so I could find a peaceful place to look at the stars. Yeah I am a romantic at heart. I found a nice clearing and put my blanket down.

I heard this noise from my left and the next thing I knew someone had tripped over me and had landed on top of me. How the hell did anyone find me out here in the middle of nowhere I asked myself.

"um Hi Matt, fancy meeting you here", I said slightly sarcastically.

Matt was a younger man, probably in his mid twenties, around 6'2" and obviously worked out every day. He probably weighted around 230-240lbs of pretty much solid muscle.

"Oh hi, I'm sorry I was just going for a walk", he stammered.

I then noticed that when he landed on top of me he had taken my wrists and had pinned them above my head. I had them above me but he "just happened" to land there and was pinning me. Matt noticed me recognizing my position and laughed nervously "Ha, bet you can't get loose".

I halfheartedly struggled... not too much, there was a hot guy on top of me! He nervously laughed again and I stopped struggling and just looked up into his eyes. I could see a struggle going on in him, so I just layed there and looked up at him until he looked like he came to a decision.

The next thing I knew he was kissing me. It was an awkward kind of kiss, but you could tell he had been fantasizing about this for awhile. He broke it off and looked at me with panic in his eyes. I just smiled and gently said that it was ok. He kissed me again, this time with more passion and less panic.

We broke off our kiss and he let my wrists go. I immediately wrapped them around the back of his neck and pulled him down towards me for another kiss.

He resisted and said, "I'm not a fag you know". I laughed inwardly, um yeah you just kissed me.

I smiled and said, "your secret is safe with me", as I pulled down again and kissed him passionately.

With situations like this I tend to have to take control. Once a guy gives over to his fantasies, he kind of looks like a deer in the headlights. Normally I just do what I am told, but occasionally I have to take control.

We kissed with him still on top of me as I noticed him harden. I moved my left hand down slowly and ran a finger across the front of his pants. He gasped and I giggled. Moving my finger lightly across his jeans again I moved my other hand down and unbuttoned his jeans. He looked at me in shock. I unzipped his pants and then pulled my right hand up again.

I put a finger into my mouth and put some saliva on it. He looked at me with wide eyes as I moved my hand down and put my hand down the top of his underwear. He was standing at full attention now as I ran my finger around the tip of his cock. Smiling wickedly at him, I moved my left hand to his balls and gently started to massage them.

He quickly started kissing me again. This time with urgency. I took both of my hands and started to pull down his pants and then his underwear. With my right hand I began to jerk him off.

We broke off our kiss and I asked him "what do you want to do" in the gentlest voice I could muster. He reached down suddenly and started to unbutton my pants. He pushed them down and noticed that I was wearing my red silk panties.

"I knew it!", he exclaimed. Its not as if I was hiding what I was, but I don't go announcing it in the streets either.

Smiling, I asked, "You like me in panties?". He nodded his head quickly. I shimmied out of my pants and then he noticed my socks. I was wearing short socks with a nice lace trim. He reached into my panties and pulled my small cock out from them. Going down he put me in his mouth. I gripped the top of his head as he proceeded to suck me off. It didn't take me too long to get very hard.

After a few minutes he came back up and asked me to suck on his cock. I smiled as he relaxed on his back. He took his shirt off as I moved my head down. Damn he was ripped. I put his rock hard cock in my mouth and pushed it to the back of my throat. Matt let out a gasp as I held myself down as far as I could. I began to give him the polishing of his life.

After around 5 minutes of my going down he gasped and pulled me up. "God, you can really suck a cock", I smiled wickedly at him. I took my shirt off and he then noticed that I was pretty much hairless and had small breasts. His eyes widened again and looked shocked.

Smiling I got on top of him and started to move my ass up and down his cock... rubbing him with my silk panties. He looked at me and asked if he could fuck me. "of course", I replied. He pulled his pants back over and he just happened to have a condom.

I carry a bag with me most of the time, people at work call it my purse. They are right, it is. I reached into it and pulled a small bottle of lube out and poured it on his cock and lubed myself up. "keep your panties on", he asked. I pulled them off to the side and I lowered myself slowly. He was large and I winced when he got into me. Gently I started rocking on top of him. He reached up and played with my chest as I slowly increased my pace.

After a few minutes he started thrusting a little more vigorously. He was letting himself go and I could feel it. Smiling I leaned back and enjoyed riding his cock. Reaching down I started to jerk myself off while he thrust inside of me. His hands went to my hips now and gripped them tightly. Pushing me back and forth with more urgency, I could tell he was close. Leaning back I closed my eyes and just let him go with it.

With a sudden jerk I felt his groins explode. He jerked spasmodically as he came. I just kept rocking back and forth, jerking myself off. Keeping him inside of me I felt myself close. I hadn't noticed that he had let go of my hips, but I was so close now. It wasn't long until I came all over his chest.

He looked up at me in shock. Then I recognized that look, he looked panicked and guilty. Oh crap, I thought.

I got off him and bent down and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks", I said softly. He said nothing and quickly cleaned my cum off him and put his clothes back on. I put my shirt back on and he had disappeared.

The rest of the weekend retreat I only briefly saw him. Back at work if he had to talk to me he stammered an answer and quickly left. Unfortunately he quit a couple months later and I have never seen him since.

I know what I am. I have come to accept myself. I know many men fantasize about gurls like me. The problem is that they fantasize and then feel guilty when they fulfill their fantasies. Matt hasn't yet found out who he really is. I wish him well wherever he is now. Hey, at least I enjoyed myself that night and no guilt! :)

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I bounced the tennis ball lightly off the dirty storefront window. Only 7:52, I thought to myself as I caught the ball coming back towards me. Still over an hour before we shut this shithole place down. Who shops for dog toys and fish food on Friday night anyway? I was getting anxious about going out already but I still had to run home and change out of this stupid uniform before I met Leslie at her house. I had been to the house this party was at once before with her but she had...

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Its July Scotland is in the middle of a heat wave first time in years. We haven't seen one another for a couple of weeks as we both have been very busy but still call one another most nights its friday and you call me in the middle of the afternoon saying that you fancy going away for the weekend and would I be interested, Of course I don't need an excuse to go away on the bike with you. So the agreement is I come down on Saturday for around about 10 am and we could just take off down towards...

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36Weekend away 1 Friday, work had dragged, hubby had helped her get ready to go out and having rushed around here she was the sun going down, the hot dusty streets still basking in the warmth of the summer day rushing to be at the location where she had been told to meet him.She believed her date would not wait, so her heels clip clopped along the paving at a fair trot, his car stood at the kerbside, the door just open as she by now panting arrived beside the sleek 4x4. She leapt in throwing...

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Translatet With GoolgeIt was Friday at had passed 1400 and looked forward to a pleasant evening with Randi. When the bell rang the doorbell. It was the record that came with the package. Waited no packages, but the visitors leveled and took the package into. I opened the box and there lay a patch. Walk in shower and wash well. There are several bags in the package, do not pack the up until you have been notified. Randi. I went in the shower, washed and shaved. Took me morning coat and went into...

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This is a longer story than those I’ve written lately. It is not a love story, not an incest story, and not a gay story. Is it a story with a grain of truth in it? That is your call. For me, it is just a fantasy. Weekend at the lake I began loading the car with weekend essentials for a planned escape to the lake. I enjoy a trip there every three or four weekends just to unwind and be foolish for a couple days. My career is in college classrooms teaching college freshmen students their core...

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Weekend Sissy Little Girl by SusieQ I looked at my reflection in the hallway mirror. My make up was immaculate, the pink glossy lipstick matched the subtle eyeshadow and the delicate rose blusher, a shade or two darker, flushed my cheeks, highlighting my ultra girly look. Of course the short blond bob wig with its floppy fringe and a white ribbon tied into a bow on top of my head helped. The short pale blue cotton dress I was wearing had a white Peter Pan collar and a fitted bodice...

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Weekend Daughter By Pamela ([email protected]) My mother, may she rest in peace, was a very beautiful woman. She had done some modeling and been in some theater productions and even a couple of movies, but then she decided she wanted a quieter life. She met and married my dad and had me, Greg, a son. Unfortunately, my dad was a philanderer and when I was about 5 he left to never be heard from again. Though, many years later, I did receive a small inheritance from him after he...

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