FAGGOT COMES OUT TO HIS WIFE!

Only then did he stop, and he just lay on me, kissing on my neck and ears. I stopped crying because his kisses felt good! Then I realized - so did his cock! It didn't hurt now! Jacen's mouth found mine and we began making out. I could feel my dick getting hard, and Jacen began to fuck me - slowly at first - all the way out - all the way back in. I began whimpering in lust as he quickened the tempo, his hot kisses all over my ears, neck, and tits. His mouth felt so good on my tits! He was pounding on me now - his balls slapping up against the cheeks of my bare nalgas. He was breathing heavily and moaning in hawt sex pleasure. Suddenly he buried his cock deep into my ass, stiffened, and shouted out in pleasure as he emptied his balls inside of me - hot cum spurting deep into my guts.

Later, we cuddled naked in each other's arms, and I heard him sleeping. All kinds of things were running through my head. This is what it feels like to be a faggot, I thought. I am a faggot now - a queer. I was disgusted with myself. I lay there naked in his - in my man's - arms, and I knew that now I belonged to him, that I was his woman - his faggot - his bitch.
Call me "she", "her", "ella". Why? Well, because I'm a woman, silly! I know, I'm not a real woman, but I might as well be. Wanna be bitch. I had gotten my cherry popped by a REAL man!