Sissy fucking story of a horny gay slutty crossdresser
Sissy fucking story: This is based on my real life experiences with Indian men who I absolutely adore and worship. He was the most aggressive, erotic sometimes loving yet thoroughly dominant and controlling top I ever met. And he would change my life forever.
Matt turned me into the fully submissive sissy slut I am today. He was a power top and if I thought my first meeting with him was extreme, the second and third and last would send me to a place of no return.
We spent two months chatting via Whatsapp exchanging pictures and videos after we met on a dating site. He was even then a controlling and abusive man making me say and do things against my will.
I was semi submissive sissy at the time, never removing my panty and bra unless it was for the man I loved and loved me. Matt would change that very shortly. My decision to finally meet him at my place in London would be a life changing event.
A hot shower, sweet body lotion on a perfectly waxed body, white lace strapless bra and panty thong. A very short floral summer dress which was just too revealing at the back. I would try my best to stretch it but it rode up and covered just about all of my gorgeous bum.
I posed in this very dress on IGS my first time. As I lay in bed, feeling so sexy and sweet for him, I received his missed call stating he was outside the door. I rushed to the door from my room and opened it.
In a fraction of a second, Matt barged in like a beast in sexual rage and gripped my hips as I turned to run in shock. He pushed me in to the room and began removing his clothes at fast pace.
I stood stunned, pressed hard against the wall in what felt like forever. Time really slowed down. He was a lot more robust than his pics, teo inches taller than even after I was wearing three inch heels.
“Bitch, bitch” he growled. ” I’m going to fuck you silly”. I shuddered in partial fear, knees folded inwards, body twitching in anxiety and burning sadness.”
Bend over slut in front of me and clean up all your panties and bras lying on the floor” he commanded. I obeyed and began tossing all my dresses and panties in the cupboard.
A loud wow he shouted as he saw my dress fully up revealing my white lace thong panty. He grabbed my hips and pulled me tight towards his raging hard cock still in his boxers.
The feeling was indescribable, sending the most erotic shivers and tingles down my perfect waxed legs and back up my body. I released myself upset and pushed back against the wall looking at him again.
My goodness, he was robust and strong. Solid meaty hands and shoulders.
In a flash, was on me. This time my will gave in. His hands went straight up my dress as he groped my panty lines so tight and literally lifted me off the floor.
I winced in pain as my panty rode up my lovehole. ” Stop it Matt. Please stop” I begged literally a tear in my eye as I began to realize my predicament.
” Shut up whore, you wanted this, I own you now” he thundered. He spun me around, lifted my dress and exclaimed the loudest wow as he saw my ass.
He began slapping my cheeks so hard I cried a little. ” Dirty slut, is this what you wear for men when you go out? You like dressing like a whore”? I was speechless. He was dominating me.
He slapped my face twice and this was too much for me. I adjusted my panty nervously under my dress and begged him to slow down so we could sit on the bed first and have drunk and be friends.
I struggled to maintain composure as I am right now writing this story. ” I came to destroy, not for friendship”.
Those were his final words as he pulled back, forced me on my knees and ordered me to take off his boxers. And there it was. A 7inch, thick uncut perfectly shaved cock inches from my mouth.
I resisted at first but he grabbed the back of my head and forced me to suck and I just gave in. I just couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted to make him cum and leave. So embarassed and humiliated, even more so if he saw my 5 inch cut cissy cock.
I sucked him like a slut in heat, licking his huge dark balls, and kissing and licking groin, spitting on his cock in disgust and sucking it harder.
My cock was getting hard in my panty. “Not yet baby, not yet. I want to fuck the life out of you for a few hours. Make good on the distance I had to travel to come see you slut”. I stopped and looked up at him.
“No fucking honey” I replied. ” Oh yeah. Watch this” he retorted. And he fucked my mouth rough for minutes felt like days on end. A tight slap and he lifted me up and took me to the bathroom, me stumbling in high heels.
He took his phone and started recording video placing it in the bed facing the bathroom. In a flash, he roughly removed my dress, forced me down on his cock and made me suck bent over. ” My top friends are going to love this even though they hate sissy bottoms” he laughed and enjoyed in pleasure.
I stood straight up. “Matt, you’re going too far. Please leave now, you’re hurting me”. I said ” hahaha” he laughed so evil. He grabbed my small face. ” I own you Lana” he grinned.
Spinning me around, he bent me over the toilet seat. And rubbed his wet cock with all my spit all over my ass. I begged him not to remove my bra and panty.
In a show of dominance, he tore my panty off and pulled my bra down to my waist pinching my nipples hard. I winced in pain and pleasure. He forced his fat, rock solid cock in between my thighs as I tried to cover my ass from rough fucking.
He locked my at up and tuned me around taking me to the bed. He reached for a popper bottle in his trouser, stood up and ordering me to take two hits. I sniffed the most erotic pleasure as my muscles all over my body relaxed.
I began to smile in happiness, feeling like I had fallen in love with the man of my dreams on my honeymoon night. He lifted me up and threw me in bed, parting my legs and laughing at my hard, sissy cock.
He poured half the bottle if poppers down my ass as I began to twitch uncontrollably.
I reached for vaseline under me pillow and threw it at him. He rubbed a huge amount on my wanting, burning love hole and smothered me while with his body.
” No kissing” I said before he forced his hot, red tongue down my mouth. I wrapped my legs around his waist, took his cock in both hands under and guided it into my desperate bum. I screamed as he made entry, the intoxicant partially killing the pain.
He began to stretch me and half way in, he shot me up with more poppers, threw the bottle aside and made full entry. I became possessed by him, as my eyeballs rolled inside me and he trusted his shaft like a beast in heat. He kissed me passionately, pounding my ass as he licked and sucked my entire face, biting my ears and neck, forcing his tongue deep down my earholes.
I grabbed his muscular butt tight, as he began getting faster and harder. Intoxicated and fully submitted, I let him control me as he fucked me in every position, mounting me like a dominant tiger, talking in my ears.
” Hot bitch, oh your ass is tight”. Waves of pain and pleasure raged through me as he pulled out and thrust back in. He pulled out, spun me around and fucked my mouth slapping me. He lay me flat on my back, climbed on my chest and fucked my mouth like a bastard.
” Oh bitch, oh bitch. Where have you been all this time?. I was fully submissive and still very high to respond.
Sissy fucking story of a crossdresser bitch
Another hit of poppers and he lifted me off the bed, took me to the bathroom and fucked my ass bent over the toilet seat.
Back in bed, and he pounded me as I began to cry tears of love and pleasure. His big balls slapped so hard against my ass. And he raged like a macho bastard until I felt his cock building a hot, burning load that exploded inside me.
There is nothing in this world that compares to a breeding bull filling your submissive, gorgeous ass like mine. He broke me well and he rose like a champion staring down at me with eyes of conquest, as I lay spread like a whore on a busy working day, hot cum shooting out of my butt. I couldn’t speak.
” I will be in touch Lana” He dressed and walked out the door. Drowsy and spent, I rubbed my sissy cock head calling his name and came like a whore. Staring down my body, my bra was full of cum and my heels and legs were unbelievably wet and sticky.
I rose walked to the mirror and looked at my state. No shower nothing. Cigarette, shot of gin, back in bed and fell asleep in my heels and bra. Woke up late night and saw a message and missed call. ” This Thursday again Lana”.
I was in love with him.
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