I'm straight, I've always been straight. From my earliest memories of porn, feet and high heels have always excited me. I have always loved big-titted high-heeled women and jerking off to them. Then something weird happened, one day I thought what would it be like to actually wear high heels while I was jerking off? I’m not sure where the thought came from but I tried. It was amazing, stroking my cock and cumming while looking down and seeing the heels was so exciting. I loved how they looked how they felt and couldn't get enough of it. Before long I was wearing panties and high heels while I stroked my cock. Rubbing my cock through lace panties and seeing my precum oozing through as I got excited was always amazing. Wiping the precum from the lace and tasting its sweetness made me even wetter. Seeing my cum exploding through the lace never grew old, I loved cumming in my panties or on my high heels. Mmmm....I'm getting hard just thinking about it. My heels and panties evolved into lingerie, bodysuits, fishnet stockings, bras and sometimes even a miniskirt. Before I knew it, the dressing up was more exciting than the porn. Feeling the lace, silk, nylon or fishnet on my skin and against my cock was what excited me. The pictures of the high-heeled big-titted women were just there. The excitement came from dressing as a woman. The night it happened, I was wearing white fishnet stockings, white lace panties a white bra and white 6” stilettos, I could never walk in them but stroking my cock was always better when I had them on. That night, I innocently clicked on a video titled, Cumming in My Panties. The thumbnail was a women dressed almost identical to myself. She was beautiful and while she rubbed her pussy I rubbed my cock. Precum glistened through the lace, its taste made more flow through soaking the lace as my cock grew harder. I tasted as much as I could as this ritual always intensified my excitement. I wanted her, I wanted to be at her feet worshiping her high heels. On my knees serving my mistress. Kissing her heels and feet as I stroked my throbbing cock. Kissing up her legs until finally burying my face in her sweet pussy as I exploded all over her heels while tasting her wetness. I wanted that so bad. I wanted to taste her on her fingers before fucking her with my tongue. Engorged and wet with excitement, I stroked as she continued to rub her pussy. She was amazing her voice, her ass, her legs the high heels everything about her was perfect. I wanted to cum, I was close but not quite there. As she slid down her panties, I realized she was not rubbing her pussy but she had been rubbing her cock. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and my first thought was to find something else but for some reason I couldn’t turn away. As she exposed her cock, it began to get hard and my shock turned to excitement. Seeing her cock stiffen and watching her stroke made me even harder. Seeing her precum, I wondered if it tasted like mine. As she played with it between her fingers the thought of tasting it wouldn’t leave my mind. I kept stroking imagining her placing her precum covered fingers to my lips. The thought was intoxicating, I wanted it. She guided me as I stroked along with her sometimes fast sometimes slower stopping only to taste more of the clear sweet liquid flowing from my hardened cock. I finished just before she did, warm white cum spewing through my panties. She blew her load on the panties she had taken off and smiled at the camera as the screen faded to black. I laid there in my cum drenched panties feeling kinda weird, questioning myself and what had just happened while not being unable to deny the excitement and thoughts I had experienced. The taste of my precum excites me but I never thought I would fantasize about tasting someone else’s. But I had, I had wanted to do that and maybe more. For the first time in my life a cock had excited me. I thought about her cock as I laid in bed, wanting to see it again, wanting to touch it, feel it in my hand and stroke it, wanting to feel and taste the slick clear fluid that escaped from it, wanting to feel her cum as it flowed over my fingers. These thoughts which I couldn’t deny scared me, what was I thinking. I had never felt this way before but I was still unable to get them out of my head. I returned to that video countless times anticipating the moment she revealed her cock, watching it get hard each time imagining I was tasting her precum from her finger and not my own. I wanted every drop of the clear juices leaking from her cock. I found myself thinking about licking them from the head of her cock instead of from her finger. My initial thoughts of kissing up her leg to taste her sweet pussy turned to kissing up her leg and milking her precum for me to devour. I wanted to stroke her cock and would imagine it was her’s that I was stroking instead of my own. I wanted to touch it, feel it taste it. I thought of her stroking me, me stroking her, her sucking me and surprisingly me sucking her. I wanted to kiss every inch of her, her lips, her nipples, her perfect ass and yes her cock. It was a thought foreign to me but one I could not escape. It grew stronger and stronger the more I watched videos of her or other shemales stroking and cumming. I returned to the familiar high-heeled big-titted porn that has made me rock hard and helped me cum in the past. And while it is familiar and satisfying at times I found myself craving something I never thought I would, cock. Cock bulging through silk or lace panties.  Imagining kissing her or someone like her as our cocks get hard and touch through the soft fabric fighting to hold us in. Unwrapping her cock from the lace or silk like a present on Christmas. Stroking her as she strokes me. Tasting her on my fingers. Feeling my lips on the soft skin of her neck as she stimulates her nipples with her wet fingers. The taste of my wetness excites me as I caress her nipples with my tongue. I can feel her excitement not only in my hand but also in how she is touching me, faster excitedly stroking me as she moans. I continue to stroke her wanting to taste more of her sweet cock nectar. It tastes different than mine but still sweet and still arousing. I continue to lower and feel the tight muscles beneath her skin as my kisses move down her body. My cock falls from her hand out of reach as I move lower. My hand finds the small of her back as I pull her body to my lips. I look up, she traces the outline of my lips with her fingers wet from touching me. I lick it off, excited for what is about to happen. On my knees, I find myself facing her dripping cock. My hand still gently stroking it to the movement of her hips. My lips part and I slowly and gently taste her juices directly from the source. I look up, her standing over me smiling as I savor every each drop. My tongue teases the head of her cock as I stroke myself in unison with stroking her. I am so wet, so excited. Looking in her eyes as my lips wrap around her, my hand moves faster from the excitement, I want to cum but not now. Then it hits me, for the first time ever, my lips are touching a cock, a beautiful she-cock but still a cock. My fear and anxiety give way to the excitement I feel, an excitement I have never known before. My tongue explores the head off her cock as it laps up the juices I extract with each stroke. I feel her move, as she presses her foot against my balls. I am so wet with excitement and drip on her peep toed platform heels. She presses her foot harder against me. I kiss down her legs and kiss my juices from between her toes and from the top of her foot willingly cleaning up every drop. The soft leather of her heels feels good against my lips. I pause and pump out more so that I can clean it up. Again cleaning the mess I have made from her perfectly manicured toes peaking out begging to be worshiped. I kiss up every drop, more excited than ever. Starting at her toes I move up to my previous position. Worshipping her feet and heels was a selfish distraction but one I appreciate her initiating. I will now return the favor. Once again eye level with her cock I resume stroking and exploring her head with my tongue. Looking up our eyes meet, she knows I am nervous. She smiles and  runs her fingers through my hair. Placing my tongue at the base of her cock I run it all the way to the top as my lips part and take the head of her cock into my mouth. My lips wrap around it and I realize there is no turning back, not that I want to. As I continue to stroke and suck the head of her cock I find myself enjoying it. After a few more moments I take her as deep as I can stroking and sucking, her hands gently grasping my hair, her hips moving to the rhythm I have established. I look up to see the excitement on her face, eyes closed biting her bottom lip, she does that when she is about to cum. I keep stroking and sucking, her moans become more intense and she whispers, “ohhh right there baby”. My stroking and sucking do not change. 

“Ohhh right there baby” 

“Right there”

“Oh yes” 

“Yes” 

And that is when I feel it, the warm explosion in my mouth. I’m scared at first but then think about the times I have been in this position and a woman has stopped denying me of part of the pleasure. Keeping my mouth on her cock, I drain her of every drop sucking and stroking as she shudders in delight. I focus on her head as I drain her with my hand. “Oh baby that feels good” she moans in a low whisper. I swallow it all every drop. She pulls me up, we kiss. I’m not sure what to think. I loved every second of that but I’m not sure how to feel about it. We kiss again she gently pushes me down on the bed and removes my panties. They momentarily get hung on my high heel and we share a brief laugh. So many thoughts running through my head. I feel her lips on my cock and all my doubts disappear….   ”Ohhh that feels good”, I say.