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How I Became A Simpering Sissy Slut Part 1
I had been a closet crossdresser for most of my life. Ever since the
first time I had stolen a pair of my mother's panties and jerked off with
them I became obsessed with female clothing. I loved it all, panties,
skirts, blouses, dresses, heels, the more girlie the better. Satin items
were my favorite! I just loved the feeling the soft, silky material
sliding across my skin. By the time I was 18, I had a whole chest filled
with female frillies. I used to wait till late at night when both my
sister and mother had gone to sleep, and then I would get all dressed up
for a nice wanking session. I would put on stockings and my garter belt.
Then I would slide a nice pair of sating panties up my legs after tucking
my "package" away. Next would be a lacy padded bra to give me the
illusion of some titties. A nice mini-skirt and satin blouse for that
slutty secretary look, and then the outfit would get topped off with a
nice pair of black heels.
Once I was all dressed I would hop on the internet and go cruising around
various Crossdressing and Tranny websites until my clitty was so hard I
couldn't stand it. I would pull it out and jerk off furiously until I
sprayed my cum into my other hand. For awhile I would just wipe it off my
hand with a napkin or some toilet paper, but eventually I started to lick
my juices off my hand. Cum tasted so delicious to me that I even started
to jerk off in the middle of the day without getting dressed just so I
could have a tasty treat.
When I graduated from High School and moved on to College I decided to
live off campus so I wouldn't have to deal with a pesky roommate, leaving
me free to dress whenever I wanted. My first semester went well since I
was living off my summer savings and didn't have to work while enrolled,
however by the time the second semester rolled around my savings was
almost empty. So I started looking around town for a decent part time job
that would still allow me to focus on my studies.
After about 2 weeks of looking I realized the flaw in my plan. Most of
the part time jobs had already been snatched up by other students during
the first semester of the year. The only part time job I had been able to
find was a over night clerk position at the only "Adult Bookstore" in
town. I didn't really want to take the job as it was the overnight shift
meaning I would then have to stay awake to go to class and the find time
to sleep after class but before my shift would start at 11:00pm. That
didn't exactly leave me with a lot of time to get my school work done.
Also not to mention that part of the overnight's job was to clean up the
video booths in back. While I wasn't opposed to doing it, it wasn't
exactly something I was chomping at the bit to do. However, since it was
the only job I was able to find I took it. After two weeks I figured out
that it didn't get that busy between 3am-7am and I would be able to get
some of my school work done during that time.
At first it wasn't that big of a deal, sure I was tired during class, but
I was able to keep my off campus apartment and occasional spend time in my
girly clothes so I was happy. As the semester wore on though, the school
work got more and more demanding, and I was having less and less time
between getting my school work done and getting to my job to dress up.
Soon I was not only worn out from all the work, but I was sexually
frustrated on top of it, which was really defeating the whole point of
having a job in the first place. That is when I got the brillant idea to
start bringing some of my clothes with me to work.
I would put on my stockings, garter, and panties while getting ready to go
to work, but on top of that I would wear my "normal" clothes. In my
backpack I would stuff my blouse, skirt, panties, and heels. I would stay
in my "normal" clothes until about 2:45 am that way the customer's
wouldn't be freaked out by the new "girl" doing overnights. Then I would
duck into the one of the booths in back, throw on my blouse and skirt,
slide my fuck me pumps onto my feet, and then teeter my way back to the
counter to start nightly cleaning of the store.
I would teeter around on my heels dusting the displays and sweeping and
mopping the floor. If anyone came in I would tell them that I was Candy,
owner's eldest daughter, and that I was just covering for a week while the
normal clerk was on vacation, not that it happened a lot.
Once the front end of the store had been cleaned I would go back into one
of the booths for a little personal time with my clitty. Since I worked
at the store not only did I have control of what was available to watch in
the booths, but I also didn't have to feed quarters into the machine, I
could just set it to play on a loop. I would always find the nastiest
tranny porn the store had, put it in the player, I would then select the
option to have it play in all the booths at once (this was a testing
function to make sure there were no problems with the feed in any of the
booths without having to have multiple films in the machine.) I did this
so that the moans of pleasure coming from the "gurls" would echo around
the back room making me almost foam at the mouth with lust. I would let
the sounds wash over me, fully enveloping me, so I would be transported to
a fantasy land where I would take the place of the "gurl" that was on the
screen. Through the waves of sound I would become her, so that in my
head, it was me taking those yummy cocks into my mouth. It would be my
ass getting pounded by a nice long, thick, dick. I would grab my rock
hard clitty and start pumping like there was no tomorrow. Soon enough I
would spray my load all over the floor to mix in with all the other
"deposits" that had been left throughout the day. I would then drop to my
knees and then lick up my deposit and any others my questing tongue would
come across.
Once my inner slut had been satisfied I would get the mop and bucket and
clean out the rest of the stalls. Then usually around 6:30 I wold change
back into my "normal" clothes before the morning clerk would come in and
relieve me.
Now we don't "allow" sex in the back, but we don't exactly discourage it
either. I mean one of the booths had glory holes in both it's walls. I
had asked the owner about it when I first got hired. He had said that
even if they don't get used, the simple fact that they are there brings in
more customers, on the off chance they might get to use it. He then went
on to explain that while we don't allow couples into the booths together,
we do let customers use the glory holes as long as they don't make too
much noise. Wanna take a guess as to which booth I always took my
"personal" break in?
With all ten booths playing at once it is quite loud in back, which is
probably why I hadn't heard him enter that night. While I was wildly
jerking off in fantasy fuck land, he must have entered the booth next to
mine and heard me moaning. Just as I started to spray my load all over the
floor I heard him start to clap. "That was amazingly sexy you slut.
Watching you play with your sissy clitty got my cock nice and hard. Why
don't you get on your slut knees and help relieve the pressure YOU
caused." and with that a 8 inch cock slid through the glory hole.
Part of me wanted to bolt out of the booth, but another part of me
couldn't help but stare at the wonderful piece of man meat. I had never
seen another man's dick in person, and I couldn't help but salivate like
one of Pavlov's dogs while looking at it.
"What are you waiting for you cock tease? Don't you want this nice hard
cock in your sissy mouth? If you don't hurry the fuck up I'm just gonna
kick in the door and rape your slutty ass, get those cocksucking lips on
my cock NOW!" he yelled to be heard over the sound of hardcore tranny sex.
I couldn't help it, the way he was talking to me fully awakened my inner
slut. I sank to my knees in front of the glory hole and began to lick his
cock like it was the best tasting ice cream cone I had ever had in my
life. I ran my tongue all the way from his piss hole to the base of his
shaft and back again. As I was swirling my tongue around his beautiful
cock head I felt my clitty start to harden again. "Oh my god," I thought,
"sucking this stranger's cock has got my clitty hard enough to spurt
again. What is wrong with me? Why does this feel so fucking good?"
While I was still licking the head of his cock I heard him say "Tony was
right you are a grade A slut. That's right sissy the owner told me about
you. Bet you didn't know that he could tape into the security camera's
from at home. He has known about your little kinky "hobby" for the last
couple of weeks. At first he was pissed, so pissed in fact that he was
gonna fire your fucking faggot ass, but then he got to thinking. He
figured if he could turn you full on faggot, he might be able to draw in
some more late night customers by locking your ass in this booth and
making you service the punters that pay for the booths next to you. That
is where I come in. You see I specialize it turning little fags into full
on sissy cum sluts. When I'm done with you, you will be the best fucking
cock slut on the planet. Now stop teasing me with that velvety tongue and
fucking start sucking whore!"
I couldn't help myself, the more and more he talked the more turned on I
got. I was so fucking hot that I didn't even care anymore, I just had to
get off again. I slowly took his head into my mouth. As I worked my way
down his shaft and back up again I felt even more blood flow into my
clitty. It was so hard now it almost hurt.
I kept working his cock over with my mouth, gradually picking up my pace.
"Oh that's it you fucking faggot. Yeah suck that fucking cock. You love
sliding my man meat in between those slutty lips. I bet that you little
sissy clitty is hard from servicing a real cock isn't it slut? Yeah
bitch, make me shoot my fucking cum down your throat. You know you want
it, don't you, you little cum dump?" The more he degraded me the faster
I bobbed up and down and his dick. Soon I looked like a piston slamming
up and down on his rod. "Oh god slut get ready. I'm gonna cum down your
fucking throat. You had better swallow it all, HERE IT COMES YOU FAG!"
His cock twitched inside my mouth and hot man juice began to flood my
mouth. Spurt after spurt flowed into my mouth and down my throat. With
each shot of his cum, my own pleasure increased until I screamed out in
orgasm, letting his dick slide out of my mouth and sending his last few
spurts all over my face. I slid down the wall and just laid there in a
pool of my own cum. That had been the most intense orgasm I had ever had,
and I hadn't even touched myself.
As I laid there trying to recover from that mind bending orgasm, I saw him
withdraw his cock from the hole. My mind was still floating in the post
orgasm fog when about a minute later the door to my booth opened up and he
stared down at me with a needle in his hand. Still panting I meekly tried
to sit up and scurry away from him, but I my body was still bogged down in
post orgasmic bliss, and I was too uncoordinated. He quickly stepped over
me and stuck the needle into the meat of my arm. As he pressed the
plunger down, he looked at me and smiled "When you wake up, you will be a
completely different person, say goodbye to Rob the closet crossdresser,
and say hello to Candy Cumdump."
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