1. Interracial Sissy Story


    Date: 6/26/2016, Categories: Anal, First Time, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    to forget myself. But, to my dismay, it wasn't working. I was bumping a Deadlee CD and watching the boob tube, half d***k, when I came across a scene from Shawshank Redemption. One of the gay **** scenes. That, had reminded me of a joke that my friends had told me earlier. When I had joked about my lackluster sex life lately, one of them joked that they would drop me off at Molson Street at midnight and I'd see lots of action. Molson street was a heavy crime area. It was alright during the daytime. But at late night, it was a different story. One of the biggest rumors going around about this area of town said that whenever white people went through there after midnight, they would often end up getting robbed or killed, UNLESS they were taken as prostitutes. Which local legend says included not only girls, but some guys too, who were made to dress like women and get fucked like women. Smaller guys mainly . Apparently, if one of the "Molson street locals" liked the white guy or gal, they'd **** him or her and then offer them a choice. Be our slut or die. Apparently, rumor has it that the d**g dealers didn't actually mess with any of their own "stuff" or with anything stronger than a little weed or alcohol. They got their kicks from their "hoes" and working out. These guys were built like brick shithouses. People didn't wanna believe these rumors. After all, the law would not let things like this continue, right? However, the area had a very bad rep and people were still very ...
    afraid. Well, being inebriated as I was, all I thought was that I was horny. I was still depressed and thinking that maybe my first taste of dick would cheer me up. I mean these rumors HAD to be exaggerated. How much difference could sundown make in a place? Besides, as long as I stayed in line and did as told, I'd have free room and board and d**gs. Not that I did many d**gs. I quit smoking a year ago, and only occasionally drink, now. But, it might be nice to take some more risks in my life for once. Not to mention the free dick and pussy I might get, too. And I definitely was drooling at the thought of my first big dicks, chocolate dicks. And if things got too rough, I could be a scrapper. Not to mention my past training in submission fighting. So I shaved my facial hair and got ready to take a little walk to the "wrong side of town", just ta see what would happen. Alcohol kinda turned me stupid at times. And this is where I will start the story. So, I gathered my courage drinking the last of the beer I had with me, and stuttering forward. Almost there. A mere ten minute walk away. Slowly walking, I enter the notorious street. Nervous as hell, I start to walk through the city, acting oblivious to cat calls, and threats of v******e. Maybe this was a bad idea. I tend to do crazy things when I've been drinking. But, as I walk fast through the neighborhood, surprisingly, I'm almost at the end and thinking that maybe I'm lucky nothing happened. I'll just find somewhere to hide ...