The usual boyfriend, who I dont really like was out of town on my vacation over the holidays. He suggested a friend, I have never met. Talked to him and he was available, seemed sweet, we sent pics, met as regulars. We made a date at my house, I told him I was extremly horny and wanted just a good fuck session. He chuckled and gave discreet but slow and romantic kiss before we parted (first time ever while not dressed). That just blew me away!

 I answered the door dressed in a short jean skirt, pink lace panties, heels, sheer top, makeup, and my blonde wig. Without hesitation he stepped in, kind of soaked me in for second, and just began to ravage me. I must say I'm not really passable, to say I was excited is a huge understatement, my cock streaching the panties and when I would move the skirt stood straight out. As he kissed my neck and ran his hands all over me he pulled my panties off. I protested slightly, he whisped in my ear that he wanted to see my clitty stand out, stared me in the eyes and lifted my skirt up higher on my hips. 

He walked me to the bedroom, holding me like his lover, rubbing my ass and kissing my neck. Once there we did a little of everything, I kissed and nuzzled his warm and heavy sac, I kissed and tongued his ass like I was in love with it (which i was by then). He began getting a little rough facefucking me with that beautiful cock. He seemed to know just when to let me breathe. He pulled everything off me but heels and skirt, and made dance, and wiggle my hard clitty for him. He leaned against the dresser and pulled me in close, made me lick his fingers, spread my cheeks, and slowly fingered my little ass pussy. I was shaking, and breathing heavy. I had told him I liked to be humiliated when we first met, so he dropped the bomb. Holding me tightly, looking me in the eyes, he said I was totally sexy, and already did more than all the girls he ever met. He reached down and grabbed my clitty real tight, cherries and all, I squealed. He relaxed slowly, smiling at me he said that it was too bad this thing was in the way of me being a real woman.

He spun me around, threw me on the bed, pulled me on my knees, and slowly slid his cock in. Now I'm not going into detalis about that, just he fucked me harder then anyone else ever. Pulling my hair, telling me how dirty I was, smacking my ass, and once he even squeezed and lightly smacked my cherries. Close to the end I was on my back legs in the air, he was just pounding me. My clitty leaking and I'm about to cum, he pulls out, throws me on the floor on my knees and tells me not to move. Slowly he traces the tip of his cock over my lips as he strokes slowly. He lets out a groan, and cums on my face, the last couple spasms he buries in my throat. The taste was just heaven. He pulls me to my feet, and with a big grin tells me still don't move as he gets dressed. I try to speak he sternly says nope! cutting me off. He puts his arms around me and walks me to the door. 

He stood in front of me back to the door. He told me to listen, not say a word, be a good little bitch and he would be back. Told me he always leaves bitches wanting more, with a sore pussy, and cum on their faces. And that if I was gonna be a real girl, I better learn to like it. And that just for me he got a bonus, leaving me with a rock hard, dribbling, throbbing clitty. He stepped up right in my face, pinched and rolled both nipples slowly, as he gently and barely touched lips. He whispered for me to stand in the doorway and wave till he drove off. Which I did, and would have done anyway! I would have followed him out on the driveway!

So he left me there, jean skirt pulled upto my ribcage, 5 inch silver heels, makeup smeared with cum, and a tremendous hard on. I closed the door, and got a txt, from him of course. Said not to cum till I heard from him. We finished up about 1 pm, by 10 pm still had not heard from him. My cherries hurt so bad i just couldn't wait any longer, I txtd several times with no response, so I relieved myself. Guess he knows cause I stopped txting him. The orgasm sucked after waiting so long, and nothing even comes close to that now.

So now, for me, I guess that means I'm as close to a real girl as you can get. Head over high heels in LOVE! with a tall dark and handsome guy. Who treated me like the slut I wanted him to, and then some! Then he won't return calls or txts. Oh well, guess its back to the old boyfriend.