So I got asked "when"...I liked cock.
When I was a boy, like 13 or 14 I started trying on my sister's clothes. She had gone off to school and had left tons of stuff in her drawers and closet. So it was very easy pickings from skirts, blouses, dresses, bras, underwear, and just about anything else. And also my mom was a huge cosmetics sales woman so down in the basement she had so many samples she never knew if I pinched anything. She had also been in fashion and for some odd reason had a bunch of wigs in storage in the basement.
Both of my parents worked–a lot– and I was a latch-key k**, usually have a good three or four hours between the time I got home from school to the time one of them would get home. And I learned how to use that time well!
I'd get dressed up and made up and then leaf through Penthouses and Playboys I had stashed in my room...and once I know I looked at those magazines and thought, "Wow, I'd like to fuck her..." and things of that nature, but after a while I'd look at them and think, "I wish I was as pretty as she is" and "It would be so sexy to BE her..." that always got my little cock hard and I'd pump it wishing I was a Penthouse Pet or Playboy Playmate. It never dawned on me that there was anything wrong with that. It just felt right.
One day, a boy I had known since like second grade came over...we had known each other forever and he walked into the house unannounced and when I realized that he was halfway up the stairs I had no where to run...I was soooo busted. I guess he was shocked but he was also kind of cool with it and we talked a while and then I took off all the clothes and make up and that was that.
But the subject lingered and one time walking home from school he asked me if I was going to dress up.
And without pause I asked back, "Would you like me to?" and he said yes.
It doesn't take much imagination to work out what happened next: I was dressed up, next I was on my knees, and then his pants were down, and I was face to face with a cock...a real cock. I wrapped my hand around it and it felt amazing. Sure, I had stroked my own cock but to feel someone else's in your hand was amazing. I licked it and teased it and then started sucking. I WAS SUCKING A BOY'S COCK!!! I remember feeling light headed...like I was high or something. We traded and he sucked me a bit, pulling aside my panties and working on me–which was nice–but I liked working on him better!
We switched back and I got busy...determined this time to make him cum! And eventually I had him worked up enough that he said he was about to cum and that I should stop (he didn't want to cum in my mouth since he thought it tasted gross) but that only made me work him harder, "Here it comes..." he moaned and I started taking jet after jet of his cum into my mouth. Admittedly, I gagged a bit but managed to keep it all down...and I swallowed everything he gave me! I remember thinking, 'I'm a 15 year old girl that sucks cock...a slut!" and I loved that thought!
After that it became a regular thing. Once in a while he'd see me during the day at school and he'd say, "Let's walk home together" which meant he wanted sex from me. And for the rest of the day at school I'd be day dreaming about what I was going to wear for him and dreaming about sucking his cock! I'd day dream that I could be a girl all the time and then at school we could hold hands in the hallway and everyone would know we were going steady.
And we got into a routine I suppose...we'd get to my house, he'd hang out in my room leafing through magazines and I'd be in my sister's room getting ready for him...and after a while I got pretty good at it and made a very hot girl! When I was done, we'd hang out for a bit and then I'd be between his legs working on and worshipping my man's cock! I LOVED IT!!! I did have a girlfriend...so I was someone's boyfriend, but I was also a girl and I was someone's girlfriend too! So wrong...yet so right!
And yeah, once in a while he'd like to suck my cock and lick it and the such but over time it really became more and more about me pleasing him than him pleasing me...my pleasure came from feeling him swell in my mouth and then emptying his balls into his girlfriends mouth!
Once he'd leave I'd stroke my little cock, with the taste of him still in my mouth and I would cum so hard...licking up all of my cum too...I was really getting addicted to cum!
That was al freshman year and that summer, and also a little into sophomore year as well. Over time he started acting very possessive and became a real jerk at times...and whereas we started innocent, he was sometimes getting rough with me and very dominant. It was okay for a bit but when he started getting mean I had had enough. Turned out he was getting into d**gs and over time we drifted apart. And that was that.
But over time I managed to find others: my boss at my part time after school job who used to love my blowjobs in the back room; a friend of a college roommate who was the first to take my ass and turn it into a pussy-ass; a coworker at my job; another co-worker at another job; and still another that turned into a really good relationship (first time I ever went out on a date).
I tried and tried to be a "man" and acted the part really well...but deep down I knew who and what I was. I'd always go back to being a woman and finding a man to please.
To me, there's nothing better than undoing his pants, seeing his cock for the first time...maybe soft, maybe semi-hard, but then the glorious feeling of feeling it grown hard in my hand or in my mouth...feeling him throb as I work his cock...and that amazing feeling of his cock swelling just a tiny bit and unloading into my hungry-for-cum mouth!
This came about since someone on here asked me when it was that I sucked my first cock. So there you have it, I might have tried be a man, and I am on my way to becoming a woman now...but for a while, I was a slutty teen girl that sucked cock. No regrets ever!
Both of my parents worked–a lot– and I was a latch-key k**, usually have a good three or four hours between the time I got home from school to the time one of them would get home. And I learned how to use that time well!
I'd get dressed up and made up and then leaf through Penthouses and Playboys I had stashed in my room...and once I know I looked at those magazines and thought, "Wow, I'd like to fuck her..." and things of that nature, but after a while I'd look at them and think, "I wish I was as pretty as she is" and "It would be so sexy to BE her..." that always got my little cock hard and I'd pump it wishing I was a Penthouse Pet or Playboy Playmate. It never dawned on me that there was anything wrong with that. It just felt right.
One day, a boy I had known since like second grade came over...we had known each other forever and he walked into the house unannounced and when I realized that he was halfway up the stairs I had no where to run...I was soooo busted. I guess he was shocked but he was also kind of cool with it and we talked a while and then I took off all the clothes and make up and that was that.
But the subject lingered and one time walking home from school he asked me if I was going to dress up.
And without pause I asked back, "Would you like me to?" and he said yes.
It doesn't take much imagination to work out what happened next: I was dressed up, next I was on my knees, and then his pants were down, and I was face to face with a cock...a real cock. I wrapped my hand around it and it felt amazing. Sure, I had stroked my own cock but to feel someone else's in your hand was amazing. I licked it and teased it and then started sucking. I WAS SUCKING A BOY'S COCK!!! I remember feeling light headed...like I was high or something. We traded and he sucked me a bit, pulling aside my panties and working on me–which was nice–but I liked working on him better!
We switched back and I got busy...determined this time to make him cum! And eventually I had him worked up enough that he said he was about to cum and that I should stop (he didn't want to cum in my mouth since he thought it tasted gross) but that only made me work him harder, "Here it comes..." he moaned and I started taking jet after jet of his cum into my mouth. Admittedly, I gagged a bit but managed to keep it all down...and I swallowed everything he gave me! I remember thinking, 'I'm a 15 year old girl that sucks cock...a slut!" and I loved that thought!
After that it became a regular thing. Once in a while he'd see me during the day at school and he'd say, "Let's walk home together" which meant he wanted sex from me. And for the rest of the day at school I'd be day dreaming about what I was going to wear for him and dreaming about sucking his cock! I'd day dream that I could be a girl all the time and then at school we could hold hands in the hallway and everyone would know we were going steady.
And we got into a routine I suppose...we'd get to my house, he'd hang out in my room leafing through magazines and I'd be in my sister's room getting ready for him...and after a while I got pretty good at it and made a very hot girl! When I was done, we'd hang out for a bit and then I'd be between his legs working on and worshipping my man's cock! I LOVED IT!!! I did have a girlfriend...so I was someone's boyfriend, but I was also a girl and I was someone's girlfriend too! So wrong...yet so right!
And yeah, once in a while he'd like to suck my cock and lick it and the such but over time it really became more and more about me pleasing him than him pleasing me...my pleasure came from feeling him swell in my mouth and then emptying his balls into his girlfriends mouth!
Once he'd leave I'd stroke my little cock, with the taste of him still in my mouth and I would cum so hard...licking up all of my cum too...I was really getting addicted to cum!
That was al freshman year and that summer, and also a little into sophomore year as well. Over time he started acting very possessive and became a real jerk at times...and whereas we started innocent, he was sometimes getting rough with me and very dominant. It was okay for a bit but when he started getting mean I had had enough. Turned out he was getting into d**gs and over time we drifted apart. And that was that.
But over time I managed to find others: my boss at my part time after school job who used to love my blowjobs in the back room; a friend of a college roommate who was the first to take my ass and turn it into a pussy-ass; a coworker at my job; another co-worker at another job; and still another that turned into a really good relationship (first time I ever went out on a date).
I tried and tried to be a "man" and acted the part really well...but deep down I knew who and what I was. I'd always go back to being a woman and finding a man to please.
To me, there's nothing better than undoing his pants, seeing his cock for the first time...maybe soft, maybe semi-hard, but then the glorious feeling of feeling it grown hard in my hand or in my mouth...feeling him throb as I work his cock...and that amazing feeling of his cock swelling just a tiny bit and unloading into my hungry-for-cum mouth!
This came about since someone on here asked me when it was that I sucked my first cock. So there you have it, I might have tried be a man, and I am on my way to becoming a woman now...but for a while, I was a slutty teen girl that sucked cock. No regrets ever!
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