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Sissy Evette's First Time
It is 9.55am and I am sitting in out door area of the coffee shop we
arranged to meet. You will recognise me by the red jumper I am wearing
that belongs to my wife. My mind wanders back to our meeting in a gay
chat room on the internet a few months ago. I recall how coaxing and
gentle you were in our initial chats. How I told you about myself, that
I was 35 and married but was always curious about gay sex. You told me
that you were 50, but that didn't matter to me as we became firm
friends. I recall how you gently and persuasively got me to tell you
about my fantasies of being with men and within minutes you knew I was a
confirmed "bottom" which you liked as you were a "top" man.
I look at my watch knowing you will be here in less than 5 minutes and
hope you will like what you see as over the past month or so you have
groomed me into what you wanted. I remember now, with increasing
excitement how you told me you were a dominant top who liked feminine
submissive men who were willing to do what they were told and by the
time you revealed this I was already half in love with you and was more
than willing to be "trained" as you put it.
I am semi hard as I recall the times you made me sit in front of the
computer dressed in my wife's panties and slip and chat to you on line
as you trained me to become your sissy. How I loved those erotic feeling
that went through me as you demanded I mince up and down in the house
alone and come back and describe what I had done and how I felt, how you
denied me orgasm during those chats until I was literally on my knees
begging for release. The day you first called me Evette still lingers in
my mind and sends shivers up my spine. The disappointment when you
refused to "collar" me until we met and your threat to drop me if I was
a time waster like others you had met. Because of my feelings for you I
have followed your orders to the letter over the past few weeks.
Under my clothes I am wearing black stockings, red and black lacy
suspenders, panties and a matching A cup padded push up bra with the
medium length matching camisole that you sent me with a valentines
message. My nails are shaped and clear glossed and at your instruction I
have lightly coated my eye lashes with dark mascara. I am smooth all
over. In the car is the bag containing my wig, heels, make up and outer
clothes that will proclaim me as your Evette. I blush and smile inwardly
at the embarrassment and excitement when we had shopped together on
Ebay.
It is nearly 10:00. I follow your orders not look up but continue to
read the newspaper. Feeling the tug of my suspenders, and tightness of
my bra, I find it very hard to concentrate. I was thinking about your
training me, how you suggested I look at my wife's magazines to learn
how to apply make up and what colours will match my skin tones, hair and
eyes.
I start to panic. What if you had already been and gone not liking what
you saw? I check my watch, its five past ten. With a sinking feeling in
my stomach I don't know what to do. Suddenly, I sense rather than see
standing opposite me apologising because of the traffic. I look up and
see a handsome older man, dark hair going grey, smiling blue eyes and
full lips. I stand clumsily looking up at you. Taller than I'd imagined
from your pictures, you tower over me.
My heart was thumping and I try not to shake as I unconsciously extended
my limp hand palm down. Your eye contact is total and I am lost in your
gaze. You reach out and engulf my fingers with your big hand momentarily
and signal for me to be seated. You are wearing an immaculately tailored
grey pinstripe suit. You smile and say "Hello Yvette." Suddenly
overwhelmed by your masculinity, I am speechless. I blush and stutter a
reply, "Brian." I blurt wondering who heard, "How nice to meet you."
You signal the waitress and ordered a short black for yourself and
without being asked a skinny latte for me. We make small talk about the
weather and sports as you drink you coffee. I clumsily attempted to be
feminine without attracting attention. However I find myself slipping
into the sissy voice you have cultivated over the phone. I feel your
eyes watching me with approval, you looked me up and down and I wondered
what you are thinking as your eyes rest on the small bumps beneath my
jumper. You smile and say "Good girl." Again I blushed madly thinking if
you can see them then who else?
You stand up to go pay the bill. You signalled me to remain seated. You
returned and moved behind my chair. I rose and you slide the chair back
and gesture to the door. I glanced over my shoulder and look up half a
head into your eyes that smiled knowingly. You follow me closely. I had
this sudden feeling of being protected. We got to the door, your hand
rests between my shoulder blades touching my bra strap as you reach
around and open it for me. I wonder if you can smell my perfume.
In the street, I pointed to my car. I was petrified and shaking
lightly. You smiled and offered to drive. I hand you the keys. You open
the passenger door for me. The traffic is light and soon we are in quiet
side streets. Your hand caresses the suspenders under my light weight
pants. You smiled and told me that you could see them when I was sitting
at the table.
We arrive at your house. I sit stunned wondering what I was doing. You
open the car door for me. I was slow getting out and you joked about
carrying your sissy bride over the threshold. You ushered me into the
lounge room carrying my bag. I take off my jumper. I see your eyes
looking wantonly at the shadow of the lace top cami beneath my shirt. I
am petrified, it's now or never.
Sensing my stress and confusion you take over and standing in front of
me you smile and undo my shirt buttons. I shiver to your touch. As you
peel my shirt off and undo my pants which I step out of. I feel totally
exposed. I'm standing in front of a real man in women's underwear
watching a bulge develop in his pants. You signal for me to turn around.
I feel your eyes look at me, dressed as I am in black sheer stockings
with matching red and black panties and suspender set, the camisole
hugging my slim waist and flaring out down to my hips. You kiss my neck.
I blush deeply at my obvious excitement as my hard "manclit" tents the
camisole. I feel your breath on my shoulder and then your lips. Suddenly
there's a playful slap on my bottom and you whisper those magic words
"Evette, go get dressed" and in my head I cant believe I'm actually
doing this.
You lead me down the hallway you point to a room where I can finish
dressing and show me where you will be waiting. I quickly enter the room
you pointed out, it is a small bedroom with a full length mirror. I have
this sense of unreality as I look at my reflection and cannot believe
the sissy looking back at me is really me. I start to apply my make up,
false eyelashes and wig, I look at my amateur attempts and hope you will
approve as I put on the white blouse and fasten the small pearl buttons
before stepping into a black mini skirt in which is short enough to
flash the stocking tops.
Finally I squeeze me feet into the hardest items to find which you
ordered me to purchase, a pair of black patent 4" stiletto heel shoes. I
am terrified as I mince and wobble my way to the room where you are
waiting. I knock on the lounge door and hear you tell me to enter, I
walk in trying to look as sexy as I feel, the smoothness of the
stockings on my legs, the lace and cold air on my exposed thighs the
long blond wig falling over my shoulders all combining to make me feel
like the sissy slut you have trained me to become. I concentrate on not
falling over or stumbling in the heels I am wearing as I walk over to
where you are sitting. I blush as you murmur your approval and reach
into a small bag beside you, you pull something out as you stand and I
turn crimson with pride under my make up as you fasten a collar around
my neck and lock it there with a small padlock. I now know you have
accepted me as your sissy slave. Evette is engraved on the collar.
I am shivering as I feel your huge hands explore my body, squeezing my
nipples through the blouse they respond and harden to your touch,
sliding down between my legs your hand rubs my thin 5 inch manclit
through frills and lace, I squirm and move to your probing touch. You
slide your hand into my panties. I am helplessly oozing in your hand as
I hang off your shoulders. "Let go Evette." you whisper as your hand
engulfs my sex. "Let it go. Tell me who you really are." I tell you what
you want to hear, that I am your sissy Evette, your slut, your cock
sucking girly man who will do anything to please and then suddenly I
spasm intensely and you had me lick your hand clean.
I watch as you sit down. In a in a sexual fog I walk and pose at your
direction while you take photos. I wiggle and prance for you, I can feel
my inner Evette taking over as I act more and more feminine, lifting my
skirt and showing you my legs, curtsying when you approve. I am utterly
lost to my feelings as I mince about and pose for you, you point to the
floor in front of you and I kneel in obedience. I hear you order me to
undress you and I slowly remove your shoes and socks, my hands slide up
your legs and thighs and reach for your belt and zipper which I undo. I
feel you lift up as I pull your suit pants down over your hips and
discard them, looking up I see your hard 8''cock poking up in the black
cotton boxer shorts. Gently you push me to my knees. I am shivering
lightly. I bend and kiss you there, nuzzle and gently bite your cock,
my head swims with the aroma of your manhood and with trembling hands I
undo your shirt and pull it off, I kiss my way down your hairy chest
stopping at the elastic waist of your boxers, I slowly peel them down
and see your thick eight inch uncut cock for the first time.
Never have I touched another man nor seen a mans erect penis. I moaned.
Like a moth attracted to flame, its now or never, I look into your eyes
as I hold and rub you, cupping your balls with my other hand, you nod
and totally terrified but compelled to do as I must do, I bend down to
take a real man's cock in my mouth thinking oh my god what am I doing.
First I kiss your cockhead, running my tongue around, savouring the
taste and feel, then I cover every inch of it in gentle kisses,
worshipping your manhood. My mouth hovers over the top as I feel your
hands pulling down on my head and I eagerly accept it into my mouth and
throat, I feel myself choking as your cock fills my mouth, as I
gradually become accustomed to you my head bobs up and down in unison to
your thrusting hips. Minutes slip by as I savour the feel of your
manhood sliding in and out of my mouth, I swirl my tongue as I reach the
top, I taste your sweet precum leaking out. I redouble my efforts as I
sense your thrusts becoming quicker, I hear you calling me the names
that you know I love, sissy, slut, bitch and whore, that is what I have
become for you as I feel your hard manly cock using my mouth, suddenly
you hold me still and I feel you spurt your precious man juice into my
mouth, I wonder if it will ever stop as I swallow by reflex again and
again and again as you empty you balls into my throat.
The spurts gradually lessen and I feel you soften and slow. When you are
finished I look up and see you smiling, your soft cock still in my
mouth, I allow you to drop out but squeeze and lick the last drops out.
I hold your softening cock caressing it softly. It fascinates me. I
admire your naked body, well toned and muscled for a man in his early
50's who uses a gym regularly, you start to tease and humiliate me by
telling me what a sissy man I am and what would my wife think if she saw
me as I really was. It was different when we played this game on line
but now kneeling in front of you answering these questions to your face
I felt embarrassed and ridiculous, you laugh at my discomfort and from
under a cushion you pull out the envelope I sent to a PO box containing
a pair of my wife's soiled panties. You tease and humiliate me with the
sight of them, you sniff and lick the crotch and threaten to get me to
help you seduce my wife, you place them over my face and order me to
suck the crotch, I become so aroused that I cant help agreeing with what
you say, I tell you I am your sissy whore who needs your cock and begs
you to seduce my wife, you make me stand up and walk about panties over
my head telling my imaginary wife what a sissy and cock-sucking cumslut
I am and that she needs a real man like you to show her what sex is all
about, you smile and agree to my begging, you pull the panties off my
head and kiss me deeply on the mouth, our tongues meeting as I melt into
you. Your rough man hand is again in my panties. I stiffen to your touch
thinking this cant be real and with your tongue thrusting in my throat
helplessly moaning I orgasm in your arms.
Lying beside you on the couch, I feel you hardening against me again as
we continue to kiss, your hands once again explore my body, you whisper
in my ear that I am about to become your woman and holding my hand you
walk me to your bed.
Once in the bedroom you unbutton my blouse. You unzip my skirt and it
drops to the floor. Smiling you hand me a small parcel wrapped in pink
tissue. I open it giggling with delight. It's the black baby doll from
Birch Place we had looked at together. You take it from my shaking hands
and slip it over my head. I am transfixed. You push me gently back on to
your bed. I lie there looking at your eager eyes. You kiss me. I lift my
hips as you peel my panties off. You part my legs and I feel the
coldness of the lube as you rub it around my hole, I wince moaning at
the feel of your finger going in and become anxious at the discomfort of
two fingers penetrating and lubricating me, I begin to worry how painful
it might be but I hear your soothing words as you use more lubricant,
deeper I feel your probing and slowly I start to open for you. I moan
with pleasure when you tell me how nice and tight I feel. Your free
hands rubs my semi swollen oozing manclit as you tease me about what
position you will use on me for our first time, in our games online I
always begged to be used like a woman on my back with legs high and wide
for you and sometimes you would but you always felt I should be on all
fours for you like the submissive slut I am.
You order me onto all fours and I try to hide my initial disappointment.
and turn over for you, I am unsure what to expect as I feel your
cockhead gently pushing into me when all of a sudden I feel a flash of
intolerable pain. I feel you backing off. I shiver, shake my head and
whimper, "I can't do this."
In a daze, I hear your deep manly voice "Yes u can, it's your destiny.
Take it girly man, take my manhood, take it." You push in and out slowly
with little thrusts, "Now push back baby. Push back inside like I told
you." I tense. I'm suddenly terrified. "My god." I think inanely this
man is fucking me. Real men don't let this happen."
You slap my arse three times with a cupped hand then pinch my left
nipple hard. It startles me. I scream. I hear your primal grunts and I
feel dull pain as your manhood passes slowly through my ring. Deeper,
deeper deep you go into me. I feel your hardness and heat filling me. I
am panting, shivering lightly and beg you to stop but you held it deep
in me. I felt pinned and helpless. As if to confirm what's happened, I
reach behind and feel your huge balls on my bottom. Leaning over you
take my ear in your mouth and grunt, "Who is the man Evette. Tell me
sweet sissy fagot" as you bounce gently off my bottom. "Who is the man
here." You slap my bottom. Feeling totally violated by never felt
sensations that are percolating from between my hips it just comes out I
moaned, "You are Brian, you are Brian."
You felt me relax started to move slowly in and out full length. I feel
the coldness of more lube and the pain lessened and I began to
experience the pleasure of being fucked for the first time. You stood
still and ordered me to work my booty on you as I concentrated on
pleasing you, first slow back and forth motions, then a slow withdrawal
and a quick push back, I began to squeeze my mancunt muscles and heard
you groan. You felt under me and began squeeze and tease my soft
dribbling manclit, you knew I was close and whispered "Wait bay doll,
wait." Words flooded to my mouth, I begged for release, pleaded that I
belonged to you and wanted to cum, you quickly removed you hand and
slapped my ass a few times to show me who was in charge.
The disappointment I felt when you withdrew out of me was quickly
replaced by love and lust as you flipped me over, lifted me with one arm
and placed a pillow under my hips. Stunned and totally ditzed, I spread
my legs guided your cock to my mancunt. I lifted and put my legs around
your waist and held you at my opening as you plunged back into me, my
arms and legs held you tight as we fucked in unison, I became lost in
being Evette. I heared my words urging you to take me and fuck me hard
like the sissy bitch I am, I promised to obey to do anything you say
just to feel like this again, you looked down at me powerful, dominant
and manly and told me this was just the beginning, we kissed deeply as
you fucked my sissy mancunt hard and long, your head went back as you
came deep in me, I felt you grow bar hard, felt every vein and wrinkle
then the thud, thud, thud as you unloaded your seed into me. Your strong
man hand was on my semi soft cock and electric jolts wracked my body
like I have never felt before and I discovered I can orgasm when I am
soft.
You keep it in me. I felt it shrink and gripped it. I stroked your hair
as you collapsed spent and content on me. Overcome by deep emotions
concealed by years of denial I cried in your arms. You held me gently
and kissed my tears away. After you recovered and lay next to me I went
to the bathroom to fetch towels to clean you up and then myself.
You made love to me twice more and the rest of that day was spent on
much the same but between acts you demanded to know more about my life
and laughed at my shock when you revealed that you had filmed most of
the day and proceeded to show me, but by that time I didn't care and
giggled and laughed at my behaviour.
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