1. The Curse (Sissy Story) by sdvine


    Date: 8/28/2017, Categories: Fetish, Shemales, Taboo, Author: sissyAlyna, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    cock in my mouth, taking it all the way down, oh, just indescribable. I think this curse or whatever woke a part of me I never knew existed. Because this feels so right. I could stay like this forever, getting fucked. Speaking of..." I trailed off, and got myself on my hands and knees, "I would like it very much if you fucked me. In the ass." I managed to catch a glimpse of his jaw dropping, but the fact that his dick hardened very quickly betrayed his desire. I didn't have to wait long before he was positioned behind me, rubbing my own juices around my anus. He started to slowly push his way in, and in no time, we had found a rhythm. It hurt, but at the same time, the pain came with pleasure. I relaxed more, and really got in to my first assfuck. My breasts swung with the rhythm, and my hard nipples were brushing against the bed, giving me little jolts of pleasure. He plowed my backdoor for quite a while, which made sense, as he had orgasmed quite a lot in a short amount of time. I started to stimulate my clit as he pumped in and out, and between the friction he was feeling and my very vocal announcements of the amount of ecstasy I was in, he deposited a load deep in my ass. I wasn't about to let him do anything else after having his cock up my ass, so I called a halt to the activities. I let him shower and after, he went home. I took a shower myself, and luxuriated in washing my female body. Curse? What curse, I was going to have fun with this. I worked myself up as I ...
    thought of all the things I could get up to. Of course, most of those things involved a cock being inserted in to me. After the long shower, I got out, and for the first time, I actually looked at my face in the mirror. I was right, there was no trace of Dan in that face, except maybe the eyes. I was pretty damned good looking. Sultry was how I'd describe it. I started to dry off, and I heard a knock at my door. I knew it wasn't Joe, he has a key, so I sighed regretfully, closed my eyes, and willed myself back. I threw on my bath robe and closed it, and answered the door. It was Shawn, from upstairs. Shit, the noise last night must've kept him awake or something. "Oh, hey," I said, "Things got a little crazy in here last night, sorry if things were too loud." He raised his eyebrow, and replied, "No, not at all. May I come in?" I stepped aside and waved him inside. He headed towards the couch, looking at it for a second, before sitting down. "We need to talk." I was getting confused, but I shut the door, and headed over myself. "Okay," I replied, "what about?" "I told you in the note I'd talk to you again," he said. He must have seen the shock on my face, so he continued, "yes, that was me. I'm the one who brought it on you, and I'm sorry. I had been so careful for quite a while. I had never meant to scratch you, but when we fell...I couldn't help it. My maker did it on purpose, she thought it was hilarious. I didn't want to bring it upon anyone. But it's so hard when you have such ...