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By *damgt OP Man
over a year ago
travelling |
(Well, as this one’s getting some love again, I might as well describe some more of what happened. I mean, there are other good stories, but this was a ... formative experience. Hope you realise how dangerously horny it makes me to write these!)
The sudden intrusion into my virgin throat was so shocking, I might have tried to escape it, had her hands not been holding me in place. She must have guessed how I’d react, and she was simply not going to let me. After a couple of exploratory thrusts, she pushed my shoulders down while holding my head, curving my neck. Just as I found my throat straightening out, and some space to accommodate her, she twined her fingers into my hair and - levering her hips with grace and steady determination - she slowly worked her whole cock into me.
I felt the round, warm mushroom head completely fill my throat. Even as my eyes watered and a slight edge of panic began to rise, I felt even more blood rushing into my own cock.
Was this how women felt, when I persuaded them to let me take control of a blowjob? No wonder the sub girls loved it - all I could think about was the size of her, and whether I would be able to catch a breath! But it was undeniably hot to have a gorgeous, leggy trans girl using me to get herself off. And in public, too.
She held the position for a moment, not moving, giving me time to get used to it. Then she withdrew completely, letting her wet cock shine in the street lights before me, as I gasped for breath. She stroked my hair, then tapped my shoulder demandingly.
‘Good. Now again’
And, with her hands in my hair she guided that beautiful wet monster back past my waiting list, over my tongue, and back into my throat.
‘Unnnh’
Holding my head again, she worked her hips around until she was entirely inside me, her balls nestled against my chin. I could smell baby oil and perfume, and feel soft skin stroking me, inside and out. Her strong hips were still clad in sexy, see-through, lace-and-satin knickers, with the gusset pulled aside to accommodate her thickness. The silky material brushed against my face, and for a second, I wondered how such delicate material could accommodate such a monster.
The more passive I was, the easier it was to resist fighting it. As she held me in place, she stroked my hair and face, outlining the shape of her through my cheeks.
‘Good boy. Good boy. See, you’re learning fast. Bet you never guessed how much you’d like sucking a big clit, did you? And there’s so much more we can do, as well.’
And she drew back slowly, and began to pump steadily in and out of my mouth. Shameless, now, I grabbed my own cock in one hand and stroked it to the same rhythm.
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The touch of her mouth on the top of his cock was clearly driving the guy to a peak of frustration. And she was loving it. Her tongue came out to tickle underneath the head, every time she passed his cock over her lips. And each time he would buck a little, unable to control himself.
Several times this happened, but she held him in place, teasing him. Then at last she relaxed her grip, as if by accident, and as she teased him yet again with her tongue his hips bucked, and he pushed himself deep into her mouth.
She gave a moan, which was heavily muffled by the thickness of cock now occupying her. He whimpered with the new sensations, and stayed still for a moment. I even wondered if the sudden warmth and wetness had been too much for him. Was he already pumping cum into her mouth, unable to hold back any longer?
