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My first time ♥
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It was a few months ago that it finally happened.(I will not specify details such as date and appearances) I was coming home from work, wearing my male disguise, because outside the house I'm a boy... It was late afternoon when I passed in front of a bar and he saw me. (I'll call him "GB" here.) GB is a former high school classmate who we hadn't seen for many years, in fact I didn't even remember him. When we recognized each other in front of that bar, he invited me to drink, he was alone. I don't drink alcohol, but GB was so kind to me that I couldn't even think about refusing that beer. He was really happy to see me again (his smile is so charming) and was very curious to know about my life after that time in school. I also wanted to know about him, but always before I could ask him something, he was faster. With each alcohol he and I drank, the more excited he was, and I became more relaxed. Suddenly he sat closer to me, my heart started to speed up. (your perfume smels so good) He told me that he was stronger than before, and asked if I wanted to feel the muscle in his arm again... When he told me that, I remembered that he did that when we were classmates. .. and I would always grab his biceps, or triceps, innocently on my part. (As I already wrote in another blog entry, I didn't notice boys back then.)... So there in that bar, GB showing me his thick, defined arm, I put my hand on it... It was very hard like steel, my hand seemed so small there, (maybe I'm exaggerating it) and it was so hot that it felt like a fever, my heart was jumping... Without realizing it, I was groping his arm for a few seconds, or maybe minutes, my breathing stopped, when I realized my penis was hard. (It's hard now while I'm remembering). I was embarrassed, and I went to take my hand away, which slowly slid down that wonderful arm, but halfway through he grabbed my hand. He said he wanted to tell me something, but that we should go to a place with no one to listen, so we went to a more private corner of the bar... and then GB started to declare himself to me. We weren't friends in high school, we barely talked to each other. He told me that since that time he liked me, but never had the courage to be friends with me. He said that he thought I was feminine, that since I touched his arm for the first time, and he felt that my touch was delicate, that since then he has felt an enormous desire to give me affection, to hug me, protect me, date me... he had dreams about me... but he always saw me with some girl, so he thought he had confused things... So time passed, and we went different ways, until we met again in that bar years later. As I listened to his love declaration, it made me very happy, it was everything I was waiting to hear from a man, the chance I needed to be loved... So I felt encouraged to tell him about Natalie, the woman inside me, the woman I dream of being, my secret that I've had since I was a little child... I didn't declare myself to him, but as he said I looked feminine, plus the alcohol made me say everything that was inside of me... (the fear disappeared) I then showed him some photos of me, as Natalie. (the less daring ones) He stood with his mouth open looking at my phone, my sexy curves, my smooth legs. Then he asked me if I was wearing anything feminine under my men's clothing at that moment, I said yes. He asked me to show him what I was wearing underneath, so I had the idea of ​​telling him that I wasn't show that in there... So he asked me if I would go with him to a private place. We walked three blocks until we arrived at a building with some very bright neon signs on the facade, it was a love hotel. (motel in my country) When I saw that I was about to enter in one lace like that with a guy, I froze, I had no reaction, my legs shook, until GB took me by the arm and told me that he wouldn't do anything I didn't want, that it would be okay if I didn't want to go in there. So, I said that I really wanted to go into that motel with him, and he grabbed me by the waist and guided me to the entrance of that place of lust. As soon as we entered one of the rooms, GB hugged me from behind and over my arms, kissed my cheek, sniffed the back of my neck, and said right in my ear that I smell good... so I turned to face him and kissed that full mouth. He got crazy, slapped me on the butt a few times and asked me to show him what I was wearing underneath my clothes. I took a few steps back, looking at him, my stomach froze... I knew what was about to happen, and I was really wanting it... so I took a deep breath, and took off my shirt and threw it on the floor. I turned my back to him, stucked my ass up and shake my ass, and slowly lowered my jeans, gradually showing the small and tight black thong panties I was wearing, he was staring at my ass. Then he walked towards me, made me turn to face him and grabbed me... It was very hot, my heart felt like it was going to explode, we kissed more. I took off his shirt, he pressed me against his naked chest again and slid his hands down to my ass, kissing me madly. Suddenly his hands reached my thighs, lifting me, and he carried me to that round bed. He took off his pants, stood in front of me in just his underpants, I was enchanted by the big volume of his dick under those gray boxer... Before he climbed into bed with me, he took off my shoes, my socks and my pants (which I I had just lowered it)... and with my bare feet, I slid the soles of my feet on that dick, and with my fingers I pulled down his underpants. (very naughty) The heat increased, there was a beautiful muscular man with his dick out in front of me, and I was just in my thong on a silver silk bed in a love hotel. Then he lay down on top of me, I could feel his dick passing through my legs (that gave me a nice shiver)... we continued kissing more and more. The feeling of his dick rubbing against my penis and my belly was making me out of control. His hands were all over my body, and mine were on his back, (my nails were too short to scratch), he was already very sweaty and so was I. Then he turned my back towards him... he pulled down my panties. Then I felt that pain of the big head trying to penetrate me, I'm already used to my toys, I knew I would feel pain at first... which is very good by the way. When more came inside in my hole, I let out a slight moan. Then GB placed his hot, sweaty chest against my back, took my hands and started kissing me, my neck, ear, mouth... His dick was growing inside me, I could feel it, it's a fantastic feeling. Then he started to make that movement, sliding his very hard cock into my ass, riding me, making me squirm. And as he got faster, pumping my ass, I started to moan louder, and I moaned more and more, and my moans joined with the sound of his pelvis pouding, and pounding my ass... and heavy breaths... and more moans with some naughty words... I was really being fucked. During that whole moment he had his face close to mine, kissing me, calling me hot, babe and other more spicy things, but I could barely say anything. I was making a dream come true, there was a male making me moan like a whore and treating me with great care at the same time. Sometimes he would slow down, stop to just kiss me, caress me, catch his breath, and start all over again, with even more strength, desire and lust. When it seemed like he had penetrated me enough, it seemed like he could go even deeper, making me squirm even harder to the point of almost passing out, and at some point I ended up cumming on the bed sheet. In the end, I have no idea how much time passed, he asked me if it would be okay to cum inside me, I told him, very breathlessly, to please do that. Then he shot that hot milk, very hot inside me, it was very nice. When he took his dick out, there was this strong smell of hot cum that made my mouth water. He lay down next to me, and I snuggled into his arm, I caressed his smooth chest. I wanted more sex, much more. But then he said he couldn't, because he had to go home. He then revealed to me that he is married, has been in a relationship for almost a decade and that he even has children. He said that no matter how much he liked me, and wanted to have sex again, we would always have to meet in secret. I didn't mind it, because I love secrecy, doing things in secret makes me super horny. I was already realized by having had that pleasurable night for the first time with a man and making him orgasm with me, in me. I was ecstatic that he treated me like his girl, his doll. And knowing that I would be a married man's mistress, or a concubine, that I would meet him in secret, made everything even more perfect for me. And yet, he was willing to give me some money, so I could buy dresses, lingerie and heels, everything that could make me even more feminine in future meetings with him. Now every time we go to have sex again, we take the subway and meet at another love hotel in a neighboring city. We go separately, and I take everything in a backpack, so I can dress up as Natalie there. And it's been wonderful like that. (I'm gettiing courage to arrive early in this other city, to go to a beauty salon and put on full makeup.) I didn't take any photos with these clothes and lingerie to post, because I want only GB to see me in them, not cause he has request it... is because I'm romantic... naughty, but romantic. But also naughty, I really want him to gag me in bed, put me on a leash, cage my penis, put me to sleep in a pvc sleep sack, do bonbage with me, or punish me for being a bad girl. I wish be dressed as a sexy police officer could handcuff him, or dressed as a maid to obey all his orders without questioning anything, would he like it? I have many fantasies to realize, and love to give... I'm in love.
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Posted on : Jul 7, 2024
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Commented on Oct 21, 2024
To heyyou
I am really happy that what I write can cause reactions like this. Sharing my story, what I experienced, what I felt, becomes even better with your warm comment. Yes! When I read it, I deeply wished I was in your towel's place at that horny moment.
Thank you very much for considering me a great writer, this is something I love to do.
About your message, I'm sorry but I'm having trouble responding. Because the captcha doesn't work for me, even though I'm not a robot... I don't think I am... haha
About your message. I understand you, I've been through this a lot too. One moment I like mens and dressing me feminine, the next moment I meet a pretty woman and immediately fall in love. Because of this, I have deleted my profiles online many times, the ones where I am Natalie, and today there is not a single sexy pics of me before 2023. And when I go back to being a hot CD, I really regret having lost those photos. And also because of these changes within me, it took me a while to have a more serious romantic relationship with someone, to have sex. Today, fortunately, it has been more than a year since I changed anymore, this has been the longest period in which I have fallen in love only with men and I love being a feminine girl, without getting confused, without questioning myself. But regardless of all this, I discovered that love is beautiful, it is the best thing we can feel, whether it is her or him, or what this love is like, romantic or not. I wish, with all my heart, that you never feel sad, and that there is only room for love in your life. ♥♥♥
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Commented on Aug 2, 2024
That's such a hot story! You're a great writer.
I read it multiple times and it makes me so horny each time :) I was reading it naked in my bed and my cock got hard so I put a pillow under me and slowly moved my ass back and forth as I was reading slowly, imagining everything in detail, and got so sweaty. When I got to the part where you showed your self to him, my ass and balls and cock were all wet, I put the phone in front of me and started pinching my nipples while still moving my body and spreading and squeezing my ass... For some reason reading him sniffing you really does it for me, the body smells feel kinda almost as hot as looks to me :) I pulled the wet pillow from under myself and put my chest on it, put a towel under my dick and continued reading and rereading, taking pauses to stuck my face in the pillow and smell my own ball sweat and rub my body and finger my ass a bit, all while still moving my entire body rhythmically and having my cock slide in the towel. It kinda sounds gross when I write it, but it honestly feels wholesome, like just feeling good and being happy :) I was imagining myself to be both you and your friend, and I wanted my ass to be pounded, and to hold and hug and kiss and fuck...
Anyway, I eventually came into the towel and slowly went to sleep feeling cozy and happy, both myself and for you
Sorry if it was weird :)
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