Justins Descent Part 1
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Just a passing fantasy...
I live near a Marine base, and there are always young jarheads out on
the prowl. I tend to get invited to lots of parties and stuff because
I'm just an easy going kinda guy. I'm tall and thin with fairly short
hair and have a knack for words and good humor. It makes me easy to get
along with. The fact that I usually bring quantity and quality beverage
doesn't hurt either.
So, I'm at this get together and the grunts are getting groggy with
booze, music and dancing. Everyone is just having a great time. There
is this one guy that's just a hunk. I can tell he's going commando and
has got quite a package that seems to be half hard all night. I see him
rubbing it occasionally and can tell he must be horny as hell. After he
gets shot down by the girls present, he continues to get sloshed. The
whole time, I'm just sipping my drinks and keeping an eye on him.
As the evening turns to early morning, he's almost totally out of it. I
suggest to him that I give him a ride home. I convince him to tell me
where to take him and then lull him to sleep by driving around for a
while. By this time, he's just about passed out. I like it. I take him
to a hotel and tell the Hindu behind the counter that we just need a
room so he can sleep it off. Then I pour him into the room and hand
cuff him to the foot of the bed. You see, there is a secret that he is
about to find out.
While he is sleeping it off, I run to my place and pick up a few
things. I'm gone maybe 20 minutes. I didn't want to leave him alone any
more than that. When I get back, he's still peacefully sleeping it off.
He doesn't seem to notice that his arms are spread to opposite legs of
the bed. Now I can take my time. I've not tried this before, but I'm
looking forward to it. The adrenalin of taboo and the excitement of a
good orgasm are just ahead now. I take out my things. I have a nice red
wig that really does me justice. Some peroxide on my pubs turned them a
nice bright orangeish hue, so it goes fairly well. I have some lovely
stockings and matching garter that slide up my shaven legs with such
silkiness that I get hard just thinking about it. I put on the tightest
corset I own. This helps me get my figure almost believable. The false
breasts are glued in with a bit of base make-up to kinda hide the fact
that they aren't mine. Close inspection would reveal otherwise, but
they certainly aid in the illusion. Heck, just the weight of them helps
me, and after all, this is about me anyway! The stick on nails, the
matching toes, and the high heels are just more eye candy for my
hapless victim. Lastly, I slide into a matching thong that is nice and
tight. I pull my dick back and pull the thong into my ass crack to keep
it in check. Then I start the make-up. False eyelashes, blush, and a
nice bit of eye coloring make me ... well... honestly... ugly. You see,
there is no way I can pass. All I'm hoping for is the feel of being a
woman in my mind. Unlike many trans sisters out there, I have too many
male features to overlook. A few can cause someone to wonder, but me?
Not a chance. Then I put on this nice feeling nylon nightie. It's long
enough to hide what I can't tuck, and the swishing feels electric on my
stockinged legs. So nice!! Here I am. This is my best chance of being a
woman. Taking advantage of some poor drunk marine. A new form of
Shanghai.
By the time I'm getting done with my make-up, grunt boy is starting to
come around. He starts to yell, but when I take his picture, he just
looks at me funny. I think the seriousness of the situation has grabbed
him. I calm him down by saying that they are just insurance pictures. I
don't think he knows who I am anymore though. In fact, I don't think he
remembers much at all. I'm stunned that he hasn't thrown up at all.
When I sit down and load the photos in my laptop, he gets very curious.
I tell him that I am not here to hurt him. I really just want him to
have the best orgasm of his life. I just can't trust him to not hurt
me. He tries to weasel out of it and all. Not happening. I have him
here now, and I've got my own needs. He begs to piss, so I take the
trash can I had standing by, and let him piss into it. I take the
opportunity to take his pants off too. Sneaky, aren't I? After he pees,
I start to rub on him with the fabric of the nightie. I tell him I just
have to clean him off after he did his thing. He responded
magnificently. Man, what a man! A good 7 inches of solid cock was
staring me in the eye. I just had to wrap my lips on it. I tell you
what. He had to have been hornier than I thought. He was moaning and
bucking in no time. I had to stop before he shot his load too soon! I
backed off a bit and nibbled his thighs. He didn't like that. He wanted
to cum now! Well, I had to tell him that I was in charge and he'd cum
when I was ready for him to. Another picture of him sitting there hard
as a rock was in order. After loading those into the computer as well,
I set the camera behind him. Then I went back to my flesh lollypop.
Again I took him to the edge, and not a hair over. He really moaned at
that. He wondered if I was going to tease him all night long or if I
was going to let him cum. I told him I didn't know. I was just playing
it by ear. I played with his chest some. I bit his nipples till he
squealed. When he started to deflate, I again wrapped my lips around
his manhood. The trick was changing my rhythm. I would get him going
with a fast pace, and then slow WAY down. Then just as he was getting
used to that, I'd pick up the pace and intensity again and have him at
the edge just like that! It was bliss. To have that kind of control was
awesome. Then he messed up. He started to try and wrap his legs around
my back and tried to make me stay where I was. Bad mistake. I'm no
wimp. That's part of why I can't pass. I fought back and freed myself
from that mess. I slapped him hard across the face at that point. I
called him stupid and a few other things too. I had to explain to him
that I really wasn't going to hurt him. I just really wanted him to
have the best orgasm of his life. I explained that the picture I loaded
were already on the way to my other e-mail where I could post them for
all the world to see. If he would just play along, no one would ever be
the wiser. He had my word that I'd never tell a soul. I mean really!
Did he think I WAS stupid??? But, now that he'd lost my trust in him, I
was going to have to take more drastic measures.
I grabbed the rope I brought, and tied his ankles to the headboard, and
around the sides of the bed. He wasn't going to close his legs anytime
soon. In order to help in this, I continued to stroke him and tease his
manhood. When he fought back, all I did was put a little pressure on
his nuts. You know... Those same nuts that were begging for release?
They were undoubtedly full of jiz and had to hurt a bunch when I put
that kinda pressure on them. He ended up cooperating nicely. Of course,
at that point, more pictures were in order. By now, he was just about
crazy with lust. I kept bringing him to the edge and letting him hang.
With his position being what it was, it was SO easy to just tease him
enough and yet not too much. All his moaning was having the desired
effect on me as well though. I figured it was time for my pleasure.
I straddled his chest as I went for the camera again. I'm sure he
didn't like it much. His eyes went REAL wide as I pulled up the hem of
my nightie and pulled down the front of my thong. I wrapped the waist
under the backside of my balls and had my hard cock in his face. I'm a
nice cut 6 inches or better, so I'm nothing to sneeze at. He said no
frigging way! Again, all I had to do was reach back and start to tease
him. I asked if he wanted to cum? The look of confusion was great. Then
I started to wrap my hand around his nuts again. I said there were
alternatives to pleasure. I got that look of acknowledgement that meant
I won. I told him I'd be nice and make sure he was taken care of. What
more could he want? No one else would ever know. The fight was
priceless. Just a little more pressure was all it took. His mouth
opened, and his eyes closed. Of course it could have been the start of
a scream, but I took the opportunity anyway. He wasn't very good
though. He had no idea what he was doing. There were teeth involved,
and it was just horrible. Of course, I still had the camera there, so I
took some great pics of the whole ordeal. When I had all I could stand,
I just pulled out and backed off of him. He looked very confused. Like
he'd resigned himself to the fact that I was gonna make him swallow my
load, and then when I pulled off, he didn't know what was going on. As
I down loaded more pictures (these I even had to show him because he
really looked like he was enjoying it) I told him that he sucked as a
cock sucker, and that he needed lessons. Even his girlfriend would
probably appreciate it if he knew how to pay attention more! This big
ole marine looked hurt by the fact that there was something he couldn't
do! It was great!
After loading those pictures, I went back to teasing him some more.
With his legs up, I even took time to rim him a bit just to see what he
did. He liked it. At that point, I knew I could do just about anything
sexual, and he'd respond in the positive. He just had to cum. He was
begging for it. So, I told him that'd we'd cum together. That I'd like
that.
I grabbed my handy bottle of astroglide and liberally applied some to
his nice cock. As I started to stroke him, I said I wanted to see his
face as he came, and that I couldn't do that if I was sucking him. I
also put some on my dick and explained that I would get us both off at
the same time. As I started to stroke him nice and slow, I was talking
to him about his big hard dick. He closed his eyes and started getting
into it nicely. I took my opportunity and plunged my hard dick into his
open and waiting asshole. His eyes shot open and he started to yell, so
I grabbed his balls again as I told him to shut up. He got the picture
real quick. He was still rock hard though as I continued to stroke him.
Again, the look of confusion was priceless. Here was this die hard jar
head with a dick up his ass and his own hard cock ready to cum. He
didn't know what to do. I comforted him and told him how good it felt.
I told him how I liked his cock. All the while I was starting to rock
my hips. He really started to relax as the initial pain went away. The
angle had to be right, and I knew I was stroking his prostate gland. I
could see the pre cum getting pushed out the head of his dick. I
started to stroke my dick further up his brown star. His agony soon
turned to torment at my not letting him cum. I could tell by his
breathing that he was in deeper than ever before. He was in that state
of ecstasy that we all hope for, but few ever find. It was great. I
finally relaxed enough to really start enjoying what I was doing and I
started to fuck him just as hard as I was stroking him. Between his
virgin ass and the moaning he was making, it didn't take long. He
started spraying his semen all over his own chest (I helped him aim it
at his mouth and even scored a direct hit!) and face. That was enough
to send me over the top too! As I came hard in his tight end, I felt
him jump even more. The sensation was just too much and he just kept on
cumming! I was so proud of myself! I made him orgasm like that! It was
truly a moment to remember. I had to take some shots of that in a
minute.
Then he started swearing... I thought for sure he was going to be
pissed off. I pulled out and moved back quickly. I know how after the
fact, you get those moments of clarity and I didn't want to be on the
receiving end. I was mistaken though. He looked up at me and said that
was certainly THE BEST orgasm he's ever had. He was cussing because he
didn't know how a shemale like me could do that to him. How I could
turn him on that much and make him like it. He was in a state of shock!
He started wondering if he was gay? I had to laugh at that one. I told
him that it didn't mean anything. I had just manipulated his body and
took it to a new place. Pictures, pictures, pictures... Then I started
him drinking again. A shot to make him forget. A shot to easy his mind.
A shot to easy his conscious. A dick rub here and there to ease his
nerves... It wasn't long before he was drunk again and falling asleep.
That's what I was waiting for. Off came the cuffs. In the bag went all
my stuff. A note on the door saying that if he never said anything,
neither would I. I even left him a disk of the pictures so he would
know what would get out if he sold me out.
That was several months ago. I had to change my hangouts some so as to
try not to run into him again. I had reason to fear. If caught me
unaware, there could be trouble. I had the shock of my life when a
friend said that there'd been a guy around some of the not so straight
clubs asking questions. A detailed description led me to believe it was
my mark looking for me. As I was getting more and more wary and
considering moving, I got a note from a known friendly bar tender. It
read:
I can't stop looking at those pictures and remembering the mighty
orgasm you led me to. I've tried a bunch of ways to get that back and
I'm afraid I can't do it alone. I can't find a girl that will tease me
the way you did or bring me to such pleasure. Will you consider a
replay? We can make it as safe as you want. Please, I just gotta have
more...
Should I?
Kaylin
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