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I managed to force myself free. I slammed my back against the cubicle door and I looked into her eyes. She was beautiful, amazing eyes, great face, nice pair of tits and a great body. She stood up, pulled her tights thong and skirt up and calmly walked by me touching my crotch and winking at the same time. I was in shock; the girl that I liked for a while was a dude. I was worried that if she told my friends they would think I was gay and my life would be over.
I quickly ran out of the toilets and back to class. As I walked in Stacey smiled nicely at me winking. I could hear her friends laughing.
“You were long Mark.”
“Yes miss, I was getting a stain out of my jumper, miss.”
“Ok Mark, sit down.”
As I sat my bum was in pain and I found it hard to write. I started to sweat and on many occasions I turned to look up her skirt and her tanned legs but I had to stop that now because I knew what she was a guy. I looked at my friends and they just smiled and looked back at me.
That night when I went home I was still in shock. I started to question my sexuality and my future. Questions started to go around in my head. Then my phone rang, it was Stacey. The text said: Hey thanks for today it was fun. Sorry I had to fuck you, maybe next time you could fuck me. Text back please. But I couldn’t, my mind was everywhere. I couldn’t see the buttons but I had to go with my heart and text her that I was straight and that today was a mistake. She texted back that what ever happened that I tell nobody that she had a penis and she would tell no one about the incident. I texted back ok and went to bed.
When I woke I still felt the same, my head was all over the place. I couldn’t think. I was sitting in class with my head on the table when my phone rang. It was Stacey. It said that I was to meet her at lunchtime. I did. She was standing there looking for me in the crowd with her tight top and her tight little skirt with those tight tanned tights. I was thought back to the days when I loved to look up her skirt. She ran over to me and kissed me. I pushed her away, “What are you doing,” I said as I grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the school. “I told you I’m straight and I want nothing to do you.”
After lunch was done and I was sitting in class she was all that I could think about. I couldn’t get her off my mind and I was missing not being in the same class as her. I missed her, my heart was telling me to ask her out and my mind was dead against it but I knew that I couldn’t go to third base with her again because that would mean I was gay. I said to myself fuck it and that night I was at the cinema with her. I knew my friends weren’t going to be there because they couldn’t afford it. I sat in the back row with her thinking and not concentrating on the movie. She kept moving her hands all over my lap and I started to get hard, my mind was set on fucking her but I knew there was something extra in her wagon. I didn’t want to be gay. I am not a gay person, I thought to myself.
When the movie was done we sat in my car. I was happy we had done this and we went back to my place. My parents were in bed. I went in and she followed. I went to get us a couple of drinks and when I came back she was undressed, naked, standing in front of me. Her cock was dangling and I was at a loss for words. She grabbed me by the shirt, threw me against the couch and bent me over. She had great strength. She unzipped my pants and threw them down. I couldn’t again break free. She turned me around to look at her and said, “It’s time you fucked. I’ve had my turn.”
She bent over in front of me, her ass looked great. I had no hesitation in my mind I slipped right in between her cheeks. She let out a large scream and started grabbing my leg. I was going so fast, she screamed and screamed and then she pulled away and said, “now my turn.”
She grabbed my shoulders and pushed her cock into my mouth. I didn't want to enjoy it but I did it tasted great. I was loving every minute of it. After about 10 minutes she pulled her cock away and ran out of the house. I sat back on the couch and I opened a can of Coke.
I quickly ran out of the toilets and back to class. As I walked in Stacey smiled nicely at me winking. I could hear her friends laughing.
“You were long Mark.”
“Yes miss, I was getting a stain out of my jumper, miss.”
“Ok Mark, sit down.”
As I sat my bum was in pain and I found it hard to write. I started to sweat and on many occasions I turned to look up her skirt and her tanned legs but I had to stop that now because I knew what she was a guy. I looked at my friends and they just smiled and looked back at me.
That night when I went home I was still in shock. I started to question my sexuality and my future. Questions started to go around in my head. Then my phone rang, it was Stacey. The text said: Hey thanks for today it was fun. Sorry I had to fuck you, maybe next time you could fuck me. Text back please. But I couldn’t, my mind was everywhere. I couldn’t see the buttons but I had to go with my heart and text her that I was straight and that today was a mistake. She texted back that what ever happened that I tell nobody that she had a penis and she would tell no one about the incident. I texted back ok and went to bed.
When I woke I still felt the same, my head was all over the place. I couldn’t think. I was sitting in class with my head on the table when my phone rang. It was Stacey. It said that I was to meet her at lunchtime. I did. She was standing there looking for me in the crowd with her tight top and her tight little skirt with those tight tanned tights. I was thought back to the days when I loved to look up her skirt. She ran over to me and kissed me. I pushed her away, “What are you doing,” I said as I grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the school. “I told you I’m straight and I want nothing to do you.”
After lunch was done and I was sitting in class she was all that I could think about. I couldn’t get her off my mind and I was missing not being in the same class as her. I missed her, my heart was telling me to ask her out and my mind was dead against it but I knew that I couldn’t go to third base with her again because that would mean I was gay. I said to myself fuck it and that night I was at the cinema with her. I knew my friends weren’t going to be there because they couldn’t afford it. I sat in the back row with her thinking and not concentrating on the movie. She kept moving her hands all over my lap and I started to get hard, my mind was set on fucking her but I knew there was something extra in her wagon. I didn’t want to be gay. I am not a gay person, I thought to myself.
When the movie was done we sat in my car. I was happy we had done this and we went back to my place. My parents were in bed. I went in and she followed. I went to get us a couple of drinks and when I came back she was undressed, naked, standing in front of me. Her cock was dangling and I was at a loss for words. She grabbed me by the shirt, threw me against the couch and bent me over. She had great strength. She unzipped my pants and threw them down. I couldn’t again break free. She turned me around to look at her and said, “It’s time you fucked. I’ve had my turn.”
She bent over in front of me, her ass looked great. I had no hesitation in my mind I slipped right in between her cheeks. She let out a large scream and started grabbing my leg. I was going so fast, she screamed and screamed and then she pulled away and said, “now my turn.”
She grabbed my shoulders and pushed her cock into my mouth. I didn't want to enjoy it but I did it tasted great. I was loving every minute of it. After about 10 minutes she pulled her cock away and ran out of the house. I sat back on the couch and I opened a can of Coke.
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