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Sissy Swallows correctedFor years I have lived life as a heterosexual man who enjoyed the diversion of dressing and acting like a girl until I met a man at a rest stop that treated and then used me like a girl. He gently seduced me with kind words flattering me with feminine pronouns and adjectives and then he started touching me gently and intimately slowly increasing the sexuality of his words and physical contact. While trying to recapture the intense feelings I experienced, I started cruising for sexperiances with more men. Sometimes I scored a hard cock, but mostly I fell short. I decided to wear cute cloths rather than slutty and to shop for cloths rather than cruse for cock. I started shopping while dressed like a sissy girl on a weekly basis collecting cute outfits and accessories. One morning I put on a red and black corset with red satin panties. Over the underwear I put on a floor length white cotton skirt that flared out loosely to the floor. For my top I put on a loose white blouse with flared cuffs. I put on red bracelets, a red and white scarf, and red dangling earrings. I put on cherry red nail polish, mascara, smoky eye shadow, and bright red lip gloss. At one point that morning I was shopping at a store that had such narrow isles that two people could not stand side by side. I saw a handsome gray haired gentleman. He was looking at me and my heart started to pound, my respiration’s increased and I started to bulge. I tried to act coy and aloof as I walked in the other direction, but kept looking back and smiling at him. He started to approach me so I turned sideways and pressed into the cloths as if to let him by. I looked at him and smiled. He pressed up against my butt cheek and leaned in to whisper in my ear. “Are you aware that I can see the red hue from your bra and panties through your cloths?” I would have blushed if I were not already blushing. He passed by slowly with his hand on my hip and engaged me in flirty small talk. I told him that I like shopping, but had problems finding cute cloth in the right size. This man offered to take me to a store that specializes in transvestite needs. I had decided not to cruse for cock anymore, but the incredible power I feel when getting a man aroused and making him cum could no longer be ignored. I said ok and submissively followed him as he continued to shop. He purchased some white sunglasses and put them on my face saying “Here you go girly they match bursa escort your dress.” I don’t understand why I enjoy that sort of thing so much, but dang he made me feel good. I followed him outside and he opened his door for me asking what I liked to be called. No one ever asked me that before; what a gentleman. I got in his car while thinking about it and then I looked up at him and said “Barbara.” He smiled and said hi Barbie Doll, I’m Peter” As he drove he put his hand on my knee and started asking questions probing to find out more about me. I was confused about my feelings; do I want to be his girl friend or his whore, would I act like a lady or a slut. We got to the boutique and were met by the owner who gave us a tour and made sure he pointed out his large selection of wigs. I guess he did not like my pink Halloween hair. As I looked around I saw so much that I totally needed, well wanted anyway. The things I needed and which I could not leave with out were too expensive for me; what a cruel dilemma to be faced with. I decided that the faux boobs and high-heal boots that laced in the back could wait, but the wig and elbow length white gloves were a must. The hair dresser was a real sweet woman, she took me in back to help me style the wig and show me how to care for it. She engaged me in girl talk about makeup, cloths, and Peter. How awesome!!! That alone was worth the price I payed for the wig. After I was done with the hairdresser I started trying on frilly cloths, flirting with Peter, and gradually escalating our physical intimacy. I tried on a red ball dress for him and while I was looking in the mirror he came up behind me placing his hands on my hips he grinded his groin against my ass. I was so hard it hurt and so out of my mind with desire for him I could not think strait. What an awesome time I had, it was such a thoroughly sexy girly experience. Peter said “So Barbie Doll would you like to walk out of here with those boots on.” With out saying a thing I grabbed the boot, sat down, and put them on. When I looked up at him I saw his cock hard as a rock pointing at my face. I smiled, kissed the tip of his cock, and looking into his eyes I said “I would love some, but not in this nice mans store.” He said “I will just pick a more humiliating situation for you.” I pulled my skirt down over my new boots, stood up and said “Humiliate away sweety.” He laughed and said “I’m going to enjoy you.” I gazed into his eyes bursa escort bayan put my forearms over his shoulders and gently kissed him on the lips. “Thank you for the gift, you make me feel like a desirable girl.” As we left the boutique I took Peter’s hand and he walked me down the street to a park. The journey to the park was humiliating as I am not accustom to walking on a populated street dressed like a silly sissy and to make it worse he made me greet people announcing that I’m a girl. I preferred the people that strait up ignored me, but most laughed. One girl gave me a high 5 and said “alright girlfriend” and a motherly type tried to engage me in a conversation about my decision. Peter of course goaded them on, in particularly the motherly well intentioned lady. OMG, what do I have to endure just to get a guy to cum inside of me. The past four hours had been an unending source of sexual stimulation and desire, so at this point I did not want any more romancing or foreplay. I wanted to get fucked! I put my hand on his knee and slowly moving it up to his crotch I said “You owe me a humiliating sexual experience.” and he replied “Barbie sex may be at times degrading, but there is no need for it to be humiliating.” He walked me down to the creek and along a dirt path until we reached a retaining wall that obscured the view of passers-by from seeing what is going on bellow his stomach. He sat me down on the ground with my back to the wall and my legs stretched out strait in front of me. He tucked my skirt under my legs wrapping my legs together tight and then straddled his legs over mine with his bulge right at my face. He told me to grab his ankles and to not let go. He pulled out his penis and I immediately got hard as a rock. He asked about a condom, but I did not have one. He said “Ok then Barbie Doll do you swallow.” I know it is gross, but if I keep to this life style I will need to learn how to take it so I replied “No, but I will for you.” He pushed his hard cock past my lips slowly to the back of my throat. I gagged and coughed. He told me to tilt my head back and swallow the cock as he pushed it in deep. He would push it in until he felt me clench his ankles and then back off. I don’t know how long we did that, but my ass was soar and the back of my head hurt from it bumping against the wall so many times. He backed his cock out until the tip was at the front of my mouth and then started pumping it hard escort bursa and jerking himself until a large load of semen squirted with ferocity into my mouth. I felt it hit the roof of my mouth, the back of my throat, and as it petered off it pooled on my tongue. I did my best to swallow quickly while his dick was still in my mouth and then sucked it while saying Mmmm. Then the aftertaste hit me and I winced and grimaced saying yummy. He laughed asking “it’s that good huh” and I replied “I don’t care for the taste, but I love receiving it from you.” He replied “That’s a good girl Barbie you will get used to it. I don’t care for it, but then I’m not a slutty girl like you.” I shyly replied “Am I your slutty Barbie Doll.” Peter smiled “We’ll see.” I love the way he makes me feel; like a nice girl when we’re hanging out, and like a total whore when we’re having sex. He helped me up off the ground and brushed off my skirt. He took me to lunch so I could get rid of the taste in my mouth and so he could get ready for round two. After lunch we walked a few more blocks to a d**g store where we found condoms and lubricant. Peter grabbed me by the arm and walked me over to a spot in the store between two end caps. He said “We have to be quick about this, turn around and grab your knees.” Blushing, breathing hard, and trembling I did as I was told. He lifted my skirt reached around grabbing my dick and started fondling me. He inserted himself inside me and I gasped. He slowly pushed his cock deeper into me. It hurt a little and felt awesome at the same time. As I got hard he had me put a condom on my dick and then he returned to jerking me. I started to weep a little as he managed to jerk me and pump his cock into my ass at the same time. I started to moan with pleasure as he brought me to the height of arousal and sexual ecstasy. I felt his hard cock throb in me as he ejaculated. He continued grinding my ass with his cock and jerking me until I had an orgasm. I put my condom into the elastic band of my thigh highs and he followed suit. It was a bad idea as the elastic band forced our cum out of the top of them and drizzled down my leg. We laughed and then went to the cashier to purchase the items. She was blushing, and spoke with an awkward timbre. Peter who always seemed to know what to say said “She got what she deserved, she’s been teasing me all day long.” I covered my mouth and said “oh my god.” She laughed nervously and said “Get the fuck out; that’s messed up!” Peter tipped her $20 for the inconvenience. So am I his girl friend or a whore who sold her self-respect for a pair of cute boots. Maybe I want to be both, either way I won the day.

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