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Michelle
Most of this story is true with a little bit of fantasizing. Guess I am a
wannabe sissy and only just a CD.
God I feel good! I'm stepping out of the house as Michelle. I don't get to
do that very often as my wife isn't to keen on me being out in public. Today
I have an appointment with my therapist and it gives me the opportunity to
be me. It feels so wonderful walking out of the house with the sound of my
high heels on the pavement, my skirt sliding over my nylons, my bra hugging
my chest. I just love the smell of my makeup and perfume as the breeze
brushes my hair across my face. I feel my presentation is great as I slide
into my car for the 45 minute trip to the therapist. I add sunglasses to
complete my image, click the seat belt in place so I won't get stopped.I
remember in the past worrying about someone recognizing me but now I realize
no one pays any attention. The trip is uneventful and I practice my fem
voice singing with the radio. I still need a lot of practice.
The therapist's office is small and there are other folks there as I check
in. Once I'm finished at the desk I find a seat next to a young woman and
hold my breath, "Will she see through my presentation?" No one so much as
gives me a second glance.
My visit with the therapist is uneventful. We talk about how I'm becoming
more relaxed in public and about my monthly Tri-ess meetings. I've told her
I'm not gay and not attracted to men. What I haven't told her is that I'm
watching a lot of porn that deals with
sissies, and cocksuckers. I'm fascinated with the act of being on my knees
sucking someone off. I've never had a gay experience unless you count the
time I was successful in sucking my own dick. That was an amazing experience
that I was never able to duplicate but, I have had continual dreams of being
able to repeat the act.
After my visit I decided to do a little shopping. I've done a little in the
past but not for an extended time. Usually I go in jeans and a pull over in
order to not attract attention and blend in. Today I am ignoring that and
appearing a bit more dressy. Off to the mall!
I strolled through the mall enjoying the experience out and free. I stopped
at a Starbucks for a cup of coffee and sat watching the flow of shoppers.
Sears, JC Penny, and even Claire's were some of my stops after finishing my
coffee. Now with a full bladder I had to pee. Fortunately this mall has a
family restroom so I didn't attract any attention. I did remember "feet
forward".
It was getting late and time to head home. As I approached my car a group of
young jocks that had been following me caught up and one grabbed me by the
arm. "Hey, honey what's the rush? Oh hey, guys look what we got here! A
fuckin fairy!" I tried to pull away and one pulled off my wig and I ripped
my blouse in an attempt to free myself.. "Do you suck dick honey?"
"No," I stuttered, "I'm not gay!"
"Well we think you may be mistaken."
One twisted my arm up behind my back and forced me down on my knees. The
five of them had me surrounded between cars so no passerby could see what
was going on.
One unzipped his fly and produced a prick that was staring to grow. "Open up
those sweet lips dear and wrap them around this. You bite and you won't live
to regret it."
I shook my head no and struggled to get away. As I started to scream my head
was yanked back and I was smacked in the face several times. My lip got
split and I'd probably have a black eye.
"Now let us try again."
By this time the head of his dick had turned purple and pre-cum was
stringing down off the tip.
"Open wide it's time for your lunch cocksucker!" With that he grabbed the
back of my head and pulled me forward as I opened my mouth. The smell of
male sex, sweat and urine was over powering as his dick slid into my mouth.
Strangely I started sucking immediately as my senses whirled with the silky
feel of his cock sliding over my lips, the taste of cock, precum and male
aroma. This wasn't how I fantasized my first blow job would be. I was in a
daze and sucking automatically. It wasn't long before the thrusts became
more rapid and he started ramming his cock down my throat.
"Suck, bitch!"
Some how in the back of my mind I liked being called a bitch and did my best
to get him off as he face fucked me, Another fantasy fulfilled. It wasn't
long before he was spurting cum down my throat as I sucked him dry. I was
shocked at how greedy my sucking became as I reveled in the feeling of his
spasms on my lips as his cum shot into my mouth. "Oh my God! I'm loving
this! Am I a cocksucker?"
The other 4 took their turns and left me with a cum covered face, torn
blouse, torn nylons, scraped knees, bloody mouth and bruised face. I was
sitting on the ground crying and shaking when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Hey, you ok?" said a male voice. "Should I call EMS?"
I looked up and there was a guy holding my purse and wig.
He handed me a hanky and helped me to my feet.
I told him no and stood shakily, steadying my self on the car.
"Look, I live close by. Let me take you there and you can clean up. I'll
bring you back here afterwards so you can go home."
I nodded ok and let him help me into his car. The trip was short and I
headed for the bathroom as soon as we entered his house. After I had cleaned
up I came out into living room and collapsed on his couch.
"That blouse is in bad shape. I have some pullovers that may fit. What to
try them on?"
I found one that fit and felt a little bit better. "Do you have anything
strong to drink? I'd like to clean my mouth out."
"How about some Jack Daniels?"
"That'll work," I said. "A straight shot would be nice!"
We sat and talked a bit. He asked what I would tell my wife.
"I guess I'll tell her I was raped. She'll get a kick out of that and tell
me it serves my pansy ass right for flitting around like a fairy. It's
strange, I always wondered what it would be like to give a blowjob but, not
face fucked by a bunch of guys. Actually, as I look back at the experience
it satisfied a desire to be humiliated and I kind of enjoyed it in a strange
way. Being beat up wasn't part of it. I'd rather it be more of an enjoyable
experience. Let's get me back to my car so I can get on home."
He gave me a lift back and handed me his phone number. "If you need a friend
give me a call. By the way, my name is Clint."
"Mine's Michelle," I don't know why I did it but I reached up and kissed him
on the cheek. And thanked him for aiding me.
"Oh my God what happened to you?" my wife asked. "Look at your face. Think
you need a doctor?"
I told her no and explained what had happened. She responded pretty much as
I expected.
"So cocksucker now you know what it feels like to suck dick. Like the taste?
Like the title? I knew this would happen one day to you ya little limp dick
fairy. Out there flitting around. You've been feeding me that thing of yours
for years. Well that's over. Since you've already been on your knees that's
the only way you'll get any pussy from me now. Eating my cunt! Maybe you'll
get to suck my boyfriends cum out of it faggot."
"Boy friend," I croaked.
"Yes you fuckin faggot. I got tired of your shit long ago so I got one. He's
your best friend! How do you like that? You know what, you've been after me
to become a dominatrix. Well your wildest dreams are about to be fulfilled.
I'll be ordering you a nice maids outfit and some toys and proper outfits
for me."
My head was spinning and I ran out to my car. I didn't know what to do or
where to go so I called Clint and asked if I could stop by. He told me to
come on over.
When he opened the door I collapsed in his arms sobbing. He helped me over
to the couch and went into the kitchen returning with tissues and another
stiff drink. I cried as I related my experience at home while he stroked my
head on his lap.
"Is that really a problem or something you want down deep? As sissy and a
cuckhold for your dominatrix wife?"
"I don't know now."
"When you were here last you said you fantasized about giving a blow job on
your own terms. Do you still feel that way?"
"I don't know. I'd like some thing less violent. Oh, my God! What am I
saying?"
"I find you very attractive," he said. "Let my guide you through one if you
are up to it"
"Why not! Let's see if I'm a cocksucker like my wife said."
I got off the couch and knelt between his legs. My heart was hammering as I
watched him unzip his jeans and pull out a flaccid cock. I suddenly had
doubts and tried to stand up but a hand on my shoulder held me in place. I
took a deep shuddering breath and leaned forward taking the head in my mouth
sucking gently and stroking it with my tongue. The strong masculine smell
was overpowering and taste was a bit salty. As he grew in my mouth and I
bobbed up and down on his prick I felt finally at peace. This is what I
should be doing at last. He must have been at least 9 inches in length and
to my surprise I found I could take it all the way up to his pubic hair. I
just became a mouth. Sucking and waiting for my reward. The sensation of his
dick sliding over my lips and the thrusts of his hips was wonderful and I
wanted more. I became frenzied in my assault. Eventually his breathing
quickened and he grabbed me by the back of the head burying his cock all the
way down my throat. I locked my lips around the base of his cock and sucked
harder. At last his body went ridged and I reveled in the sensation of his
cock's spasms on my lips and welcomed the cum spurting down my throat. I
stayed on my knees some time nursing him dry until he pushed me off.
"Good lord Michelle, you missed your calling. Can I marry you?"
"I guess I am now a confirmed cocksucker but, you know what, I'm finally at
peace and have found my place in life. I'll stay married and let her play
Dom and even cleanup her cunt after sex with my friend. I really enjoyed our
session and would love to call on you from time to time. Is that ok? It was
every thing I always hoped my first blow job would be. Can I be your girl?"
"Any time honey! Like most males I'm ready all the time for a girl like you.
I fact I've dreamed of having someone like you."
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