Ponygirl for Hire
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Have you ever had a moment of clarity when suddenly everything makes perfect sense? It's a good feeling, but it disappears fast, doesn't it? Like when you have a good dream and for a few seconds after you wake up. It's vivid and fresh, but by the time you stumble into the bathroom, it's gone. All you're left with is the sad knowledge that you had it once.
That's what I had, one of those moments. I understood who and what I was, finally it all made sense; and I knew how to tell my dad about it too. That was important to me because, well, he's my dad. I needed him more than ever, but until I figured everything out he was off limits, sorta. I mean, I couldn't try and explain it to him if I couldn't even explain it to myself, right?
That was the good news. The bad news was that I had a football scrimmage at 1:00. And that meant I had to be on the field warming up at 12:30. And that meant I had to be on my bike and pedaling my little round butt off by 12:15. And we were just pulling into the driveway at 12:13.
So much for clarity.
I couldn't tell my dad anything in two minutes! It would take that long just to get his undivided attention. Besides, I had to spend those two minutes grabbing some stuff for practice, like clean underwear and a towel, those would be handy. Some socks too. And somewhere in between getting out of Daddy's truck and getting on my bike, I forgot what I'd finally understood.
It was almost enough to make me cry.
Miss Haven wasn't at the scrimmage, which was okay. I didn't figure she would be, since it was a Saturday and all. She probably had other things to be doing. I wasn't sure what I'd have said to her anyway. I was still trying to decide if getting Miss Haven and Sherry together would be a good idea. It had seemed like it before, but now I wasn't so sure.
Coach was someone I really wanted to talk to, but of course I couldn't during the scrimmage. There would be way too many people around to be talking about BDSM and all that stuff. Besides, he was pretty busy since a scrimmage is sorta like a regular game, except it's just practice. So Coach would be trying different players in different positions, and all the plays, even the really strange ones. He wasn't going to have any time for me asking questions, that was for sure. But maybe later...
"Uh, Coach?" It was halfway through the second quarter and Coach was sort of alone, checking his notes when I decided to talk to him.
"Yeah, Russet?" he barely glanced at me.
"I was wondering if um, we could talk ... Like after the game," I was a little nervous, but not bad.
"Talk about what?" Coach heard a whistle and looked at the field, staring hard under his bushy eyebrows. "Pearson! Get your ass on the other side!" he was yelling. "Other side ... That way ... Over there!" he was pointing and shaking his head. "Goddamn kid," Coach went back to his clipboard.
"Uh, sort of private stuff, Coach," I lowered my voice, looking around a little. "You know, personal."
Coach looked at me then, but I couldn't tell what he was thinking, "Personal, huh?"
"Uh-huh, yes sir," I nodded seriously.
"You knocked up?" he grabbed my chin in his hard but gentle fingers, tilting my head so he could see my eyes.
"N-No sir!" I blinked at him.
"Okay," Coach licked his lips and looked around for a second, letting go of my face. "I ... Uh, I got my special training I gotta do and..."
"Hey Coach!" Lance was yelling, "The ref wants you!"
Coach looked over and the referee was looking at someone's helmet. Probably a chinstrap broke or something.
"Kay," Coach nodded and looked back at me. "How bout you come by my place round four?"
"Your house?" Coach lived just around the corner from the gas station, in Fair Willie's old place. It seemed sort of strange, since I didn't think I'd ever been to any teachers' house before, except maybe to fix a car or a lawnmower or something, but that was different. "Uh, okay."
"Good," Coach nodded and went off to see what the problem with the helmet was.
If you believed Stan, Squinosha's only barber and local amateur historian, Fair Willie was a real Wild West hero. I must have heard at least a dozen stories about him, and all of them 3 or 4 times over while I was growing up and getting my haircuts. Back in the olden times, before there were the modern humanitarian methods of killing a man, people around Squinosha County would gather up the children and pack a picnic basket and head on over to Fair Willie's to see justice handed out on the stump. Of course Fair Willie was more often called 'Fare Willie' since he'd get a nickel for every eyeball that wanted to see the actual hanging, but women and children were half price.
According to the plaque on the stump, according to Stan, since the plaque was hard to read, Fair Willie was a large sort of man. He came from big stock, but he wasn't the kind you'd find imposing, you know? He never crowded a fella, never pushed; hardly even raised his voice that anyone could recall. Maybe cause he didn't have to. Willie was the county Judge, Jury, and Executioner all rolled up into one. Now to some people nowadays that might seem kinda strange, almost unconstitutional in a way. But I guess people back then didn't mind so much; he got that name Fair Willie cause he just had a way of sorting stuff out.
I thought it was sort of a good omen then that Coach just happened to be living in Fair Willie's old house, since I really needed some help sorting stuff out myself. The stump was still there in the front yard and it had a plaque, like I said. Some people had tried to get it made into a state historical site, sort of a museum or something, I don't know. But it didn't seem like anybody else in Washington had ever heard of Fair Willie, at least not the folks in Olympia. Or maybe they just didn't want to spend money on some old tree stump. That was too bad maybe, I don't know, but at least that stump was good for leaning my bike up against.
I knocked on Coach's front door and he let me in with a little grunt and a smile, "Want a beer or something, Russet?" He was just wearing a pair of white shorts and a blue bathrobe that he hadn't bothered tying closed. He looked a little damp and smelled like Zest soap. I figured he must have just come from the shower.
I'd just showered too, and changed clothes so that I looked sorta presentable. I still hadn't found a ride to Beaverton. All of my brothers were out, which was sort of normal for a Saturday. I'd find a ride though, I was sure, there were a lot of guys around town who owed me a favor or two. Of course it might be that I hadn't found a ride because I didn't really want to, since if I couldn't get to Beaverton to see Julie, I'd spend the night with Jane. And that was something I wouldn't mind very much either.
"A beer? Ummm..." I shrugged, " ... Sure."
"Good boy," Coach walked into the kitchen and I followed him. He grabbed a Heineken for me and a ginger ale for himself, which made me wonder a little. "Stomach problems," Coach frowned and rubbed his flat stomach while I just sort of stared at him.
He was rock hard, that was for sure. I'd never seen him without a shirt on before. His abs were serious, like a washboard except better. He had a lot of hair on his chest too, steel grey and curly. And down low on his belly I could see some scars, or something, three little round spots of lighter colored skin, kinda puckered, and wondered about those briefly.
"Hey there," I was startled when another man walked into the kitchen.
He was younger than Coach, a lot younger, maybe 21 or so, I thought, since he sort of reminded me of my brother Steve, except for one thing. He was wearing what looked like girl's underwear, a pair of sheer black panties with little red roses around the waistband. I could see his penis, thick and dark and curled up beneath the thin material. He was also handsome as heck!
"Uh, hi." I took a big drink of beer.
He was a good looking man, like he ought to be an underwear model or something, and the weirdest thing was that he had no body hair at all. Not even under his arms. But that was okay cause he had a really, really great body. He was 6'3" easy with short black hair on his head and his dark nipples were pierced with small gold rings hanging from them. His body was bronze, like he'd spent all summer on a beach, and I mean one of those nude beaches they have in other, exotic places. He was exotic and I was falling down a deep hole right from the get go!
"This here's my Boy," Coach grinned and slapped the man on the back as the guy opened the fridge, getting himself a beer. "That's Russet," Coach introduced me, but his tone made it sound like the name would mean something special to the man.
"So that's him, huh?" he smiled and looked me slowly up and down, nodding. "He's sweet, Coach, you weren't lying." I was turning 16 shades of red. "Coach tells me you're a hell of a football player."
I couldn't hardly look at the guy. I mean, he was gorgeous and obviously queer as Rock Hudson, and he was looking at me like ... Well, like I was queer too and he wanted to do something about it. It was embarrassing, but only because nobody had ever looked at me like that before, at least no man had, and I really liked it for the obvious reasons.
"Uh, thanks," I licked my lips. "What's your name?"
"I told ya that already, Russet. Goddamn, you gotta pay attention son!" Coach laughed as I blushed a little more. If Coach had said his name I'd totally missed it.
"Coach thinks my name's Boy, but most folks call me Levi," he stuck out his hand. "Levi Smith."
"Oh, um..." I was smiling and shaking his hand, doing my best to match his strong grip, when I realized what he'd just said. "Levi ... Smith?" I asked slowly. "You're the quarterback for the Cougs!" I kicked myself for sounding like an idiot.
"Yeah. That's me," he grinned and I felt my heart doing flip-flops. He had green eyes, like really green eyes, and I just sorta looked at them for awhile.
"I think he's gonna mess his shorts, Boy," Coach chuckled.
"How old are you?" Levi asked me and I blinked a couple times.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" I asked him, before I realized he'd asked me a question. And then I thought asking a guy if he had a boyfriend was pretty damn rude when you'd just shook hands, so I looked down quickly, really wishing I hadn't said anything.
"I told ya, didn't I, Boy? He don't pussyfoot around," Coach pulled up a chair to his table and sat down.
"I guess not," Levi laughed lightly and didn't seem put off by my directness at all. "Uh, nope, no boyfriend at the moment. But I'm always looking."
"I'm fourteen," I bit my lip and looked at him.
"And already a heartbreaker," Levi shook his head and looked me up and down some more. "Coach said you busted your quarterback's nose."
"He, uh, deserved it," I took another swallow of beer, hoping there wasn't like a quarterback's code or something that would keep Levi from liking me.
"I heard he grabbed your ass," Levi grinned as I blushed some more. It was really getting hot in that kitchen.
"Uh, yeah," I nodded, trying to keep my eyes from roaming across his hard chiseled body. He was seriously built and I wondered why more guys didn't wear lace panties, they looked great on him.
"So, if I wanna grab something I should..." Levi played the tip of his tongue across his lips and my pussy spasmed hard.
"Alright, yeah, yeah..." Coach kicked a chair out with his foot. "Have a hunker, Russet."
"Be right back," Levi grinned at me and walked out of the kitchen, his hard ass making my mouth water, literally.
"You like that, huh?" Coach laughed, watching me as I stared at Levi. "He was one of my special players once, down in Walla Walla. Biggest goddamn flirt I ever met, but sweet Jesus what a mouth on that kid."
"He, uh, he knows about me?" I looked at Coach, almost whispering.
"What? You bein' one of my special boys?" Coach smiled and looked a little guilty maybe, but not much. "Normally I wouldn't say anything, but I thought maybe you might not mind so much. Anyway, that's why he come up from Pullman. Musta drove like a banshee too."
I hadn't meant that, but I got sidetracked, "He came up just to meet me?"
"Yep," Coach grinned. "I told him all about you, hell you're one of the best players I've ever seen, Russet. I gotta show you off, boy!"
"Oh," I smiled a little self-consciously. "But um, he doesn't know I'm a girl? On the outside?"
"Hmmm..." Coach rubbed his jaw. "Not sure I mentioned that."
"Mentioned what?" Levi stepped into the kitchen smiling like he was selling toothpaste, and he could have, believe me. He was carrying a red 3-ring binder. "I thought maybe you'd like to see my playbook."
"Not sure it matters none either," Coach said softly and chuckled.
"Uh yeah, sure," I smiled as Levi started pulling up a chair between me and Coach. The Cougars playbook! I couldn't believe it! I was sitting in Coach's kitchen next to Levi Smith, one of the best college football players in the country, looking through a real playbook like it was a photo album or something, which it was in a way.
"Why don't you take that into the other room," Coach said, giving me a little wink that made me smile with embarrassment.
Coach was hooking us up, that was obvious and I was pretty much in heaven. I didn't know what Levi would think about me being a girl, but for the moment I didn't care. This was very literally my ultimate dream come true, like all of my secret wishes being granted. A handsome, strong, gay man who liked me a lot, who wanted me as a boy, you know? Nothing else anywhere mattered except being with Levi and wanting him to like me.
Whatever I'd wanted to talk to Coach about, I couldn't remember what it was. I couldn't think of anything really, except that my mouth was hurting because I was smiling so much. Levi was telling me about the plays and what it was like playing for the University of Washington, and getting to start in the Rose Bowl the year before. He was funny and sweet and smart and I was hopelessly head over heels in love. This was the real deal too, there wasn't any doubt, no fear or any of that. I'd met Mr. Right as they say.
We sat close together on the sofa, close enough so I couldn't help but feel his smooth body next to mine. I was still dressed, but all Levi was wearing were those panties and he must have liked me just fine. His cock was thick, growing beneath the lace, and he wasn't trying to hide it. His voice was gentle and whispering in my ear, even though he was just talking football, it was still making me hot and tingly all over.
Every now and then Coach would pop his head into the room, just to make sure we were okay. Like how would we not be? I was sitting next to Levi Smith, my hand on his thigh, although I don't remember how it had gotten there and he didn't seem to mind. I was terrified that I was gonna wake up and find all of this a dream. My heart was pounding, my mouth was dry. I couldn't even breathe.
"Hey," Levi said gently. I was looking down at the playbook and when I turned my head to look at him, he kissed me.
It was like a damn broke or something, because I was kissing him back eagerly. My hands went to his body, just exploring his smooth hard flesh like I'd been waiting all my life to do it. His tongue was big and thick and strong, so much different than Jane's, but I could barely spare a guilty thought for her, every part of me was focused on Levi.
He was touching me too and trying to pull my shirt off, over my head while we kissed and I had a momentary attack of fear, wondering what he'd say when he saw my small girlish boobs. We got my shirt off though, and I breathed a sigh of relief as Levi took a good look at my breasts and smiled.
"I was wondering if you were just teasing me," he squeezed my left tit with his right hand, which was big enough to cover the whole thing easily. My nipple hardened instantly, or maybe it already was hard, but now it ached and so did the other one, even though he wasn't touching it at all.
"Teasing you?" I breathed, sliding my hand down to his underwear, those sexy lace panties, and finding his hard thick cock straining for release. I squeezed it through the slightly rough material and it was hot and heavy.
"I like boys who look like girls," Levi practically sighed, and his hips moved a little.
"I, uh..." I swallowed hard. "I am a girl." Just in case he hadn't figured that out already, but my brain wasn't entirely working either.
"I know," he smiled and kissed me. "That's why you're perfect," Levi kissed me again. "The perfect..." kiss! " ... Boy..." kiss! " ... For me." He was sucking my bottom lip, nibbling it gently as his hands worked at my belt and I was moving my legs frantically, trying to kick off my boots.
I was kissing his body too. I went for his nipples, just because I had to. Those wonderfully dark, hard nipples Levi had. I took one in my mouth, ring and all, playing my tongue around it while my hand pulled his cock free. I was stroking him, rubbing his cock gently and collecting precum on my thumb. Levi seemed to like all that and he encouraged me softly to kiss his other tit, to squeeze his cock, and do whatever I wanted with him. I was in paradise.
His hands were all over my body and everywhere Levi touched me it felt like I was on fire. I was touching him too, feeling his powerful muscles moving under his warm smooth skin. I squeezed and pulled at his flesh, and sometimes pushed against him too, just wanting to feel how strong he was, how incredibly sexy his body felt under my fingers. I'd never, ever felt so excited, and while that always seemed to be true with every new experience, this time it was absolute. This really was a dream coming true.
When I lowered my mouth to his cock, after kissing that gorgeously hard stomach of his, Levi groaned and let out a happy sigh. I opened wide for it, taking the man as gently as Iknew how into my mouth. I was making love to his cock. Where I'd sucked off a lot of guys already, this was way, way different. I was focused on it, intent to make it the best blowjob that Levi had ever gotten in his life. I wanted to worship him, you know? I wrapped my lips around the thick shaft, minding my teeth, and washing the head lightly with my tongue. I tickled the underside and slid all the way down while Levi worked his hands over my shoulders and back.
It was a great blowjob, it had to be. I did everything I could think of and when I got my throat open and took Levi all the way to the base of his beautiful cock, he lifted his hips and groaned, holding me there for a long second with obvious pleasure. I'd been afraid I couldn't do it, not cause he was too long, he wasn't, but only because he really was pretty thick. What a great cock! I deep throated him several times, until he wanted us to do something else and I wasn't going to say no! Even though I really wanted to swallow his cum and taste his sweet balls emptying into my tummy, I let him pull me off for another deep kiss.
He wanted to see all of me too, that's what it was. Levi wanted us naked and I lifted my hips as he worked my jeans down my thighs, my boxers too, pulling them all down together so I could kick them off my legs. I hadn't brought my strap-on and I regretted it for a second, thinking how much better it might have been to have a hard cock, just to give some proof that I really was a boy inside. I felt suddenly shy, of course, and very self-conscious as I was completely naked in Levi's strong arms.
"I'm sorry," I whispered.
Levi was above me as I had sprawled back a little on the soft couch, with my legs slightly spread so he could see my bare sex, plain as day under the sparse blonde hair that concealed nothing. I felt a little ashamed of myself, like I had a deformity, and I wanted to cover myself up, but I didn't. That would have made it worse somehow, I thought. I had no choice but to let the man of my dreams see my stupid pussy and I hated it. I wanted to be the boy I was supposed to be. The faggot that Levi could love forever. I'd forgotten Jane and Julie and Sandy, all those girls meant nothing compared to this and I would feel bad about that later maybe, but I couldn't deny who I really was inside. What I really wanted in a partner. I could spend the rest of my life with Levi, I thought, if only I had a real dick instead of my stupid cunt.
"Sorry for what?" Levi looked genuinely puzzled and he reached down, stroking my stomach.
"That I ... I don't have a dick," I breathed, closing my eyes and feeling my body flush with embarrassment.
"A dick doesn't make you a man," Levi told me, his voice soft but a little firm too. "Didn't Coach teach you that yet?"
I swallowed hard as Levi's hand moved down, touching the swell of my pussy. It was the first time anyone had touched me there, at least without me pushing them away, or telling them to stop. I gasped a little as his thumb touched my clit, hard and burning and barely peeking from its soft sheath. I wasn't going to stop Levi and maybe I still didn't really understand, but if he wanted to touch me? If Levi was okay with my pussy? Then, maybe, I could be okay with it too. It was the first time in my life I'd had even a small idea that I could actually like my body and it made me shiver.
"Yeah," I nodded slowly, looking up into his face. "I think so."
"Then don't be so hard on yourself," Levi smiled. "This..." he slipped a finger along my vagina, splitting my labia slightly so that a trickle of wetness spilled out of me, " ... Just makes you a special boy."
"Ohhhh..." I moaned and my body gave a little jerk as he moved his finger back and forth. "Please..." I reached down, grabbing his wrist and squeezing him hard.
"Do you want me to stop?" Levi asked me.
"N-No..." I panted. "I just never ... No one ever touched me..." He wriggled the tip of his finger inside me, just a little and I thought I was gonna cum any second. " ... There!" I shrieked breathlessly as I pulled Levi's hand hard against my sex, rocking my hips and cumming like crazy.
Levi rubbed my sex hard, with my thighs clenched around his hand. He didn't have his fingers inside me, not past my lips anyway, mostly he was just massaging my cunt with small movements, squeezing my soft pliant vulva, and rubbing me harder and harder. I was lifting my butt off the couch, arching my back and wriggling against the pressure. I'd never felt someone else's hand on my pussy and it was making me crazy.
I think I came for about three minutes, but it felt like three hours and I was crying, but I didn't know why. Levi moved on top of me, kissing my body slowly, my stomach and breasts, my shoulders and neck, and I had my arms around him, sighing and taking deep breaths. I kissed his face, his cheeks and lips. He tasted my tears and smiled at me, telling me it was okay, that everything was okay, he knew I was really a boy and I believed him. He was making it okay that I had a pussy. It was part of me and that was all that mattered. He liked me. Maybe he even loved me, but I was so afraid to want that much.
I felt his hard chest against mine, pressing to my small tits, rubbing my itching burning nipples until I thought they were going to explode. Levi's stomach too, hard and flat moved against mine and below that I'd spread my legs around his ass and thighs, and I could feel his penis rubbing across the soft swell of my sex. It was trapped between our bodies and as Levi kissed me, he shifted a little, reaching down to move himself and I felt the smooth rounded head of his cock across the opening of my pussy.
"Are you going to..." I hitched a sharp breath as my labia was split wide around him, " ... Put it in me?"
I felt scared and nervous and excited all at the same time. My heart threatened to leap from my chest, it was pounding so hard. I'd never, ever dreamed of having sex this way, real sex with my pussy. Levi was rubbing the smooth glans up and down, working the swollen head between my greasy lips and just that felt insanely good. If anyone else had tried to do this, I would have stopped them, but this was Levi and he was queer like me and I was a boy for him. My pussy didn't mean anything, he told me.
Yeah..." he breathed. "I want to make love to you, beautiful boy. My pretty little boy. I want to love you. Let me put it in, please..."
"Yeah..." I swallowed hard because it felt like I could barely talk. "I ... I want you to put it in me ... Okay ... Oh..."
Levi pushed against me with his hips slowly and I felt real pain as my tight virgin sex was penetrated for the first time. His cock was huge, I thought, it had to be the biggest cock in the world, it hurt so much because I was so small and I'd never even had a finger inside me. Not all the way. I tensed and my legs tightened around Levi's hips. I held my breath and closed my eyes, but I wanted to see him, I wanted to look at the man I was giving my virginity to. So I kept them open and stared into those green eyes of his, loving him completely right then.
"Slow ... Uh ... Slow ... Please..." I tapped his back with my hands, begging him to be careful. My pussy burned and the soft muscles at the entrance protested sharply as they were gradually forced to give way. My hole was so small he was having trouble getting inside, mostly because he didn't want to hurt me. He didn't want to push too hard and I loved the concern on his handsome face.
"It's okay ... It's okay..." Levi was saying, over and over, trying to relax me. I felt myself being split slowly, painfully even though I was so wet for him, so ready for this. My pussy lips were spread around him, the smaller ones inside giving way reluctantly to the first and only cock I'd ever want inside my girlish sex.
I felt him stop, finally and I thought that was it, that must have been it. He was all the way inside and that wasn't so bad. I actually smiled and I did relax a little, taking a few breaths and letting the tension out of my body. That hadn't been bad at all and I wondered if I was bleeding like I'd heard some girls do when they lose their virginity. I didn't really feel different, but...
"Are you ready?" Levi whispered, staring into my eyes.
"Wha-What?" I breathed, wondering what he meant and then realizing his cock had only gone as far as my hymen and he hadn't broken through that barrier yet. He couldn't have been more than an inch inside me, if even that far! I reached down and the pronounced ridge of his cockhead was still outside me!
Levi moved, just a fraction, pressing his hard cock deeper so that I felt a sudden ache as he nudged my cherry, just a little. "Are you ready for this?" he asked me again.
"N-No..." I shook my head, suddenly terrified by what we were doing.
I couldn't do it, I didn't want to. I mean I did want to, more than anything. I wanted to make love to him, to let him do whatever he wanted with me. I wanted to just give myself to Levi forever ... But I couldn't. I just couldn't for some reason. I was a virgin and I had to stay that way, didn't I? This was gonna be wrong and it didn't make any sense, since it had been perfectly okay just a second before. What was different? I didn't know, but I just didn't want to lose my virginity on Coach's sofa to a guy I'd just met, even if he was Prince Charming, you know? Maybe I was just coming to my senses finally.
"Shhh..." Levi kissed me and rocked his hips, just a little and the ache became something sharp and hot and it made me gasp loudly.
"No!" I pushed him, digging my fingers into the skin just below his arm, trying to force him away. "Stop ... Please ... No..." I wanted to get away, to move myself out from under him, but I was afraid that would just make the man go deeper.
I was almost sobbing with fear, knowing he was gonna do it. Any second he was going to give me a hard push and split me in two, break my virginity forever and I didn't know what that meant. I wasn't afraid of the pain, I was afraid of not knowing what came afterwards. I wasn't ready for it and the confused emotions were more than I could handle. What if I never saw Levi again? What if he didn't love me? What if...
"Come on..." Levi was fighting a little to stay on top of me, and it wasn't all that hard for him. I was sorta strong, yeah, but he was a lot bigger and a lot stronger, and he definitely had the better position. "It's gonna be okay..."
I knew that was it. He was gonna do it, right then, right there on Coach's sofa and there wasn't a thing I could do to stop him. I'd let him get me there. I'd begged him for it and now he was going to take my cherry and change me forever.
"No! ... Stop please, oh no! ... Grapes! ... Grapes! ... Please!" I was yelling and kicking and hitting his sides with my fists and then...
"Get off her, boy!" Coach had his forearm around Levi's neck, in a headlock, and yanked him straight up and back and off of me so quickly I wasn't sure what was going on. "Grapes means stop, didn't I ever learn you that?"
Levi struggled for a second, but only cause he didn't know what was going on either at first. As soon as he heard Coach's voice, Levi stopped and his body went slack, so Coach could relax his arm, but he still kept it around Levi's neck.
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Batgirl slowly opened her eyes, moaning, only to find that it was all dark around her. Her head was pounding and she felt disoriented and weak. She immediatley knew on some level that something was not as it was supposed to be, but she couldn't get her mind to think straight. She struggled to keep her eyes open, only to find that it was too hard, and she drifted back to sleep again, her subconscious vaguely recognizing that she was restrained somehow...Sometime later, she awoke again, only to...
It was a slow night for Roland. He hated the late shift, especially patrolling the adult toy factory. His girlfriend had left him several weeks ago and seeing all the sex toys made him wish he had someone to play with. But he didn't really have time for a relationship right now. But he needed to get laid though. As he walked the factory he heard a noise and he pointed his flashlight in the direction. He saw a woman in a skin tight costume. "Hold it right there!" he called...
A big black stud invited me up to his casino room when we were on the casino floor.When I entered his top floor casino room he was watching an IR porn video with a bubble butt blonde BBC slut getting anally gangbanged by 12 BIG BLACK COCKS balls deep.His BIG BLACK COCK was already rock hard and glistening with wonderful black precum.I immediately dropped down to my knees and placed my hot pink shiny lipstick lips on the head of what had to be a BIG BLACK 12" COCK and it must have been 2" in...
Chapter 1It was cold and snowflakes were slowly drifting to the ground around me where I sat on a thin piece of cardboard. The people around me hardly gave me a look as they entered or left the bus station.“Could you spare some change, please?” I said to an older woman.She ignored me and hurried off.“Change, please?” this to a man in his forties.“Get a fucking job.”“Can you help me with one?”“Yeah, you can give me a blowjob,” he laughed as he walked past.“Fucking asshole!” I screamed at him,...
BisexualI'm a white blonde bubble butt Tgirl living in Las Vegas and sometimes I go out and cruise the truck stops on I15 down south to I10. I do it at night and sometimes for a whole weekend in my mini van which has darkened windows.I love to get out of my mini van and walk around the back parking row at the truck stops. When I cruise to tease BIG BLACK COCKS like this I always wear my hot pink naughty schoolgirl BBC-teasing TGirl outfit. I love the clickity sound of my 8" hot pink platform high...
Ponygirl SistersBy SarahChapter 1: Making Ponies Sarah and Julie squirmed as their father adjusted the ropes holding them to the bondage frame in the back yard. Both girls had been hanging upside down by their ankles for the morning, but now their father had flipped them over, so they were now being suspended by their arms. Sarah and Julie were 18, and had been living normally until their parents had found on their computers, multiple links, images, and videos of ponygirls. ...
::Xhamster doesn’t allow for all the things that took place that weekend to shared…but what can be, is shared below in Kim’s account of her slave weekend. The pictures are also not all of Kim but a representation of what occurred that weekend.:::::Part 1: https://xhamster.com/stories/tgirl-kim-becomes-a-slave-for-the-weekend-p1-frid-956080Part 2: https://xhamster.com/stories/tgirl-kim-becomes-a-slave-for-the-weekend-p2-959433Part 3:...
Reddit Tgirls, aka r/Tgirls! What looks good to you may not look good for other people. A lot of women can be beautiful to their husbands even though the rest of the world would find them to be total eyesores. That jacket you like wearing so much might only look good to you because it holds sentimental value for you - but other people might think it’s nothing special when they see it. Hell, even your favorite pornstar could look like a flawless queen to you because you’ve developed an...
Reddit NSFW List“That was a great interview!” gushed Anita McCall as she and Dr Susannah Lascelles left the Gotham Museum of Modern Art. “Don’t mention it,” replied the tall woman with the long curly blonde hair, “It was a pleasure in every way. Not only did I get the chance to talk about my life’s’ passion for art but I did it with someone who is quite a work of art herself!” Anita laughed nervously. “Oh,” she chided, “I’m sure there are plenty more pretty girls in this fair city!” “Don’t sell yourself...
::Xhamster doesn’t allow for all the things that took place that weekend to shared…but what can be, is shared below in Kim’s account of her slave weekend. The pictures are also not all of Kim but a representation of what occurred that weekend.:::::Part 1: https://xhamster.com/stories/tgirl-kim-becomes-a-slave-for-the-weekend-p1-frid-956080Part 2: https://xhamster.com/stories/tgirl-kim-becomes-a-slave-for-the-weekend-p2-959433Part 3:...
::Xhamster doesn’t allow for all the things that took place that weekend to shared…but what can be, is shared below in Kim’s account of her slave weekend. The pictures are also not all of Kim but a representation of what occurred that weekend.:::::Part 1: https://xhamster.com/stories/tgirl-kim-becomes-a-slave-for-the-weekend-p1-frid-956080Part 2: https://xhamster.com/stories/tgirl-kim-becomes-a-slave-for-the-weekend-p2-959433Part 3:...
Supergirl - PainslutBy Greg All comments are welcome at [email protected] kicked Supergirl, causing another cry coming from her mouth, as she fell down on the floor with her hands tied behind her back with shining, green cuffs. Her costume was tattered in many parts, she was also barefoot. Her blonde hair was in mess. Her left eye had dark mark around, her nose was probably broken and blood still trailed from the corners of her mouth. "Move over, slut", said villain, kicking her one more...
::Xhamster doesn’t allow for all the things that took place that weekend to shared…but what can be, is shared below in Kim’s account of her slave weekend. The pictures are also not all of Kim but a representation of what occurred that weekend.:::::Part 1: https://xhamster.com/stories/tgirl-kim-becomes-a-slave-for-the-weekend-p1-frid-956080Part 2: https://xhamster.com/stories/tgirl-kim-becomes-a-slave-for-the-weekend-p2-959433Part 3:...
::Xhamster doesn’t allow for all the things that took place that weekend to shared…but what can be, is shared below in Kim’s account of her slave weekend. The pictures are also not all of Kim but a representation of what occurred that weekend.:::::Part 1: https://xhamster.com/stories/tgirl-kim-becomes-a-slave-for-the-weekend-p1-frid-956080Part 2: https://xhamster.com/stories/tgirl-kim-becomes-a-slave-for-the-weekend-p2-959433Part 3:...
Batgirl and Robyn 1. Broken Routine Cecily was a pretty detective sergeant with an overwhelming crush on a colleague. Detective Inspector Robin Cloud was the object of her crush, and Robin was her boss. Despite her rationalising, and deliberate attempts to find attractive boyfriends elsewhere, the puerile schoolgirl crush on her boss refused to go away - In fact - The more she tried to spurn him - The more attractive he became in her eyes. "I never had crushes on anybody...
After patiently waiting for what seemed like way too long. The moment was finally minutes away! They where both nervous yet confident about the evening ahead of them. Tre had made the plans for the evening. he hoped at 5'8 200 pounds with black hair kept shaved close. Tre was wearing a very nice shirt and tie looking his best in hopes of impressing the woman of his dreams. Babygirl was perfect combination of wonderful and sexy. She is 5'2 with the perfect body in her dates eyes! She is a BBW...
Ponygirl CopperII caught her while she was throwing stones at my horses. She did it laughing and giggling as if it was a funny game. She obviously enjoyed seeing them jumping and trying to get away from her. Every time they fled out of her reach, she walked along the fence until she could hit them again. She picked the new stones with care. She cast them with deliberation, aiming for their heads or flanks, and she screamed in delight when one of the mares started panicking and screaming in fear...
In reality, I'm a grown married woman who goes by the nickname, Babygirl. I have had some incestuous encounters with her real dad when I was a teenager. The whole experience taught me that sex is fun and exciting as daddy was never mean to me. He is now deceased. Oh how I have longed to become friends with an older man, one who can step in and play the roll of my daddy. So I went searching online and found one, I will not give you his real name, I will just refer to him as, "Daddy." Daddy...
::Xhamster doesn’t allow for all the things that took place that weekend to shared…but what can be, is shared below in Kim’s account of her slave weekend. The pictures are also not all of Kim but a representation of what occurred that weekend.:::::Part 1: https://xhamster.com/stories/tgirl-kim-becomes-a-slave-for-the-weekend-p1-frid-956080Part 2: https://xhamster.com/stories/tgirl-kim-becomes-a-slave-for-the-weekend-p2-959433Kim woke up early the next morning, the sun was shining brightly...
With my face buried in the pillow, muffling my voice as I scream, “I… ‘mmm… ccuuummmmiiinngg… Aaaahhhh.” A shattering shutter racks my body as I gush out my slightly viscous nectar into the fluffy towel waiting beneath me. Since the first time I came in my bed and had everyone except my sister, who knew the truth, thinking I had accidentally wet my bed in my sleep, a towel has been a part of my bedding. Like an earthquake with after shocks, the powerful orgasm gave way to ever...
It’s 3am and babygirl is asleep in her bedroom… her k**s and m***y asleep in their rooms. Daddy is awake and horny so he drives over to babygirl’s house and quietly walks over to her window… pushes the window up. Babygirl wakes up and wide-eyed looks at daddy with surprise… she whispers “No Daddy! You can’t come in! What if you wake the b**s?” Daddy just smiles and says “Well, baby… you just better be quiet!” as he climbs in the window. Baby is a good little girl and is nakk** so when daddy...
I closed and locked my bedroom door. You put his arm around me, pulled me close, and kissed me hard. I felt weak in the knees, God I wanted you with every part of my body. I hesitated, then placed my hand on his shoulder and uttered softly, "Daddy, I think we'd better stop and go someplace discrete, it's too risky here and that bitch might catch us." You nodded in agreement, and then asked where the bathroom was. I opened the door and told you it was the first door down the hall on the...
You will be controlling the story of Kara Zor-El from krypton when she was a young girl krypton exploded and she went to earth to live once she got there she was adopted by the Danvers family her new name is Kara Danvers. She just seemed like a weird girl to many but she was actually a supergirl hero called supergirl she now lIves in national city and protects it from alien threats but recently a new bad guy has show up and he’s been causing havok on the city and Kara knows nothing about him....
Supergirl - The Real Story Part 1 The future is not the bright, wondrous place everyone expects it to be. It is a place of darkness and overreaching government control. It's not the place of Star Trek that portrays humankind as being a benevolent, tolerant, evolutionarily evolved society. Sure, we figured out space travel and could travel throughout the galaxy, but we did so more to exploit natural resources and to spread the festering cancer which our society had become. You may...
This story will feature multiple threads featuring Supergirl getting tied up, and fucked. Sometimes she may be a willing participant, others not so much. Reader submissions are welcome. It had all gone to their plan, well almost. Kara Danvers, A.K.A. Kara Zor-El, A.K.A Supergirl with help from her friends had stopped the Obsidian device, and shut down Lex Luthor's satellites ensuring the twisted genius couldn't use them again. All that remained as Lex himself. The plan was for Kara to surrender...
Ponygirl's for Christmas By: DonnerTie "What about this one Lizzy?" I held up the black latex corset. A look of utter embarrassment spread across my friends face. Her cheeks had turned crimson red, and she quickly averted her eyes. "No I don't think so Kelly" she managed to whisper. She tried to hide her discomfort by turning back to the rack of latex and rubber outfits that hung in front of her. I looked down at the shiny piece of material in my hands. It felt deliciously smooth to the...
::Xhamster doesn’t allow for all the things that took place that weekend to shared…but what can be, is shared below in Kim’s account of her slave weekend. The pictures are also not all of Kim but a representation of what occurred that weekend.:::::Part 1: https://xhamster.com/stories/tgirl-kim-becomes-a-slave-for-the-weekend-p1-frid-956080It was dark out and Kim had no idea what time it was. Her tail butt plug was still firmly in place and she was still locked in the the cage. A dim light in...
All my stories are based on my experiencesI’m sure most of you have read The Tgirl Hooker pt1 & pt2 with Emma who I found on a well known website. Pt 1 & pt2 was about my very first meeting with this Eastern European beauty who had a body to die for and a cock to match. I used to get the odd text from Emma every now and again asking when was I coming to see her, which then led to us chatting a bit and then as I got to know her, we then started to text or chat online nearly every day. ...
The list of Asian stereotypes includes a predilection for tourist photography, really bad driving, and eternally youthful appearance that makes MILFs look like teens. They also make fun of Asian dick sizes and the way Asian dudes can’t really grow mustaches. That latter trait actually helps them make for passable trannies, as you’ll see on TGirlJapan.TGirlJapan.com is an Asian tranny site from the tgirl porn purveyors at Grooby Girls. If you spend any time at all beating off to shemale pornos,...
Premium Shemale Porn Sitesits late and Poppa and lbabygirl are enjoying a nice evening cuddled up on the couch after a dinner of garlic shrimp and fettucine. Poppa I want some candy babygirl whines. what have i told you about whining? Poppa says in a even tone. i want some candy and i want it now!!! She whines wiggling and crossing her arms in a bratty manner. Poppa doesnt even blink but a cold expression comes over his face. he lifts her off of his lap and strides toward the kitchen. he comes back with a fruit roll up...
At the surprise bday party with our family and friends, i whisper to you and say Poppa is gonna make babygirl very happy tonight. we laugh mingle and as we move around the room i look into your eyes and give you "that look". as we leave, we climb into the car. you look great in your dress that shows off the gift your mama blessed you with. we hit the road you spread your legs and show me that you are not wearing any panties. I want to be bad tonight Poppa! i slide my hand up those lovely legs...
Shemale, tranny or as some like calling them t-girls, I like them. Im not talking cross dressers, I'm talking about the ones with titties, curves and sound like a woman. Being a bi male, to me its the best of both worlds. I like watching porn of them and honestly I prefer the ones of them doing a strip tease, ending with them stroking their cock and cumming all over themselves. I met one, unknowingly, once while playing around on a chat site. I was cruising thru the members "online" when I came...
*BUZZZZZZ *BUZZZZZZ You slowly open your eyes, irritated at the noise that has awakened you from your slumber. Your hand searches around your nightstand before grabbing the source of the noise, your phone. The light from the screen pierces the darkness momentarily blinding you. When your eyes adjust, you see the name 'Bruce.' Tapping the answer button, you put the phone up to your ear. "...Hello," you say groggily. "Barbara, it's Bruce." "You know, Bruce, there's this new thing called caller...
Als Barbara Wilson (Alicia Silverstone) vor einem Monat nach Gotham City kam, um ihren Onkel Alfred zu besuchen, hat sie kaum davon geträumt, maskiert und in ein schwarzes Cape gekleidet gegen das Verbrechen in Gotham City zu kämpfen. Inzwischen verstärkt sie als Batgirl das Team von Batman und Robin. Doch obwohl sie sich in den Kämpfen mit Mr. Freeze, Poison Ivy und Bane mehr als tapfer geschlagen hat, beschleicht sie das Gefühl, dass ihre Partner nicht mit ihr zufrieden sind und gut auf sie...
The old place never changes. Bats chitter in the dark and every sound echoes for ages, although the dripping and pouring water does its best to drown all that out. The various platforms and walkways that span the cave are all lit with yellow, which Barbara has always found a little dramatic. At least Bruce didn’t change the code on the guest entrance on her again. Barbara cuts her motorcycle’s engine and climbs off, removing her helmet to shake out her red hair. She dons her glasses and brushes...
Tom arched his back as he stretched the bra behind him. He was very aware of his erection poking stiffly out of the panties he'd put on just moments earlier. "You're getting quite good at that," Jen smiled; nodding approvingly as Tom managed, without too much fumbling, to get the bra hooked. "I think that deserves a girlie point." He grunted embarrassedly and reached for the sheer robe. It wouldn't hide his girl underwear but it was better than nothing. Damn Jen for making him play...
The next morning, I found that Kaye's clothes fit me rather well. So that story about us being different sizes must have been just a ruse to keep me in clothes of her choosing! Oh well, it really didn't matter now. I showered, combed out my long brown hair, and did my makeup. Then I padded naked into the bedroom and began dressing in the slacks-and-blouse outfit that Kaye had worn the previous night. "Ummphggg! Urrgggbh!" As the strangled cries of rage came from the bed, I looked...
All my stories are from my experiencesIf you have not read any of my Tgirl Hooker stories, I would advise you do as they will help set the story and you will read, she was no longer a hooker to me but more of a fuck buddy.You may recall from my last story that the time before we met I was still bruised inside from the pounding my ass had taken from her monster cock. I loved the feel of Emma inside me and she had promised the next time she fucked me it would be a completely different...
All my stories are based on my experiences.For those who may not have read pt 1 to 3, Emma is a Eastern European Tgirl hooker who I found online, Pt 1 & 2 are about my first experiences with Emma and pt 3 she told me I was no longer a client but a fuck buddy.... So after that night when Emma told me I was now her new fuck buddy, we spoke all the time and had been out a few times to eat and it always ended with us boozing and me picking up the bill. I was beginning to feel a little used by...
Chapter Five (Part One)PERSONAL NARRATIVE OF 17 YEAR OLD SLAVEGIRL TANIACan you imagine what it is like to have to kiss a woman's asshole? Then to have to thrust your tongue into it...again and again and again? Making her squirm and gasp with the pleasure of it?It is, I assure you, quite revolting.Men are revolting enough to have to serve but, in my view, women are equally so. What is more, they are more dangerous. More vindictive...and liable to have one punished even if one doe not deserve...
Chapter Two (Part Two)PERSONAL NARRATIVE OF 16 YEAR OLD SLAVEGIRL MARTINEThere are toilet facilities and a shower in an annexe to each cell. Also a table with mirror and plenty of beauty aids for hair and face. A slave-girl has to keep herself looking at her best, whatever the circumstances. If she does not, she is liable to be punished.Kathie and I showered together the following morning. She is a mild-mannered person and basically very shy. On account of her shyness, she had a terrible time...
Chapter Two (Part One)PERSONAL NARRATIVE OF 16 YEAR OLD SLAVEGIRL MARTINEI was lying face down on the uncomfortably hard board of my cell bunk. I wore no restraints. When you are under training they always keep a collar and chain on you and fasten you to the wall. That, of course, emphasises your helplessness and also the fact that you have become a slave. Now that Iam trained the collar and chain is left off in the cell.The bunk on the opposite side of the cell was empty. My cell-mate Kathie...
Chapter One (Part Two)PERSONAL NARRATIVE OF JASON BELMONTI made my way down to the vast patio at the rear of Bianca’s mansion. It was here that a lot of guests gathered at that time of day. The sun was pleasantly warm. Circular white tables were dotted about, with multi-coloured umbrellas over them. Naked slaves flitted to and fro, bearing trays and glasses. These ‘waitress’ slaves were garbed as I remembered before. They wore very high-heeled white leather shoes, the tiniest of white aprons -...
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Premium Lesbian Porn SitesGIRLIE By "c.c." I lay quite still on the makeup table at the back of JOSIES TV BOUTIQUE as the soft-featured young Doctor prepared the injection A slight squirm of unease went over me as Josie, the attractive middle-aged woman who owned the place, ran a hand up my smooth legs and gently caressed my cock and balls. "Get ready to go bye-bye, Little Dickie!" she smiled. "You too, Mr. Clark," the Doctor said. I felt the needle in my arm... a warm drowsiness. As the my mind wandered...
Then the wheel started shimmying, and I knew that I must have blown a tire. I pulled off to one side and the limousine whooshed past us, vanishing in seconds. "Well," I said, "that's one worry off my mind. I'll have this tire changed in a few minutes and well be back on our way." The few minutes proved to be more like a half hour, however. As I mentioned, it was really warm out and I was wearing that thick padded suit and the confining shirt to hide my feminized figure. Add to that...
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Premium Lesbian Porn SitesGirlhood by Mistress-X Author's Note: Hey everybody, been a long time. So I got it into my head to start writing again, and I had a story so here we are. It turned into the longest thing I've ever written. It's more of a slice of life, stream of consciousness, sort of thing than a single rigid plot which might explain how it got away from me. It is set in a world I have written in before, but never published, so I might have gone a little overboard with...
His eyes burn into me so intensely, I fear that I might be reduced to ash with only a glance. My sweet Daddy Dom....my protector and caregiver...love of my life. As his little, I have flourished and grown, and even after six years of marriage, each day I stand in awe of him. Every day, his gaze brings me to my knees, and I willingly submit every bit of me to him. He is my Daddy Dom, and I am his baby girl.His hand reaches toward me and gently guides me into a kiss. Electricity shoots through me...
Straight SexIf this story isn't for you by reason of age or inclination, cope appropriately please. Salesgirl by Vickie Tern That time of year rolled round again, the fabulous Midwinter Clearance Sale at Lordly's, the largest and finest women's store in town. Wonderful! $400 all-wool business suits with flirty skirts reduced to $35 or less! The most gorgeous silk blouses, shirred and gathered at the wrists and waist, with...
I am twenty years old and go to college in the mid west. I was dating this girl, same age as I, nice looking. We had gone out for several months, I have met her parents and all but had not had sex with her. Her f****y invited to go on a trip with them to the beach for a four day weekend. We arrived, I shared a room with her younger b*****r, her mom and dad had a room and she shared a room with her s****r. We had gone out to eat and all went down to the hot tub for a while and have some drinks....