Sissy Crissi Chapter 1

Sitting there, legs crossed, stocking tops peaking out from under the tight fitting skirt, gazing at the strappy heels at the end of my soft feminine legs, I began to imagine my strong lover - a masterful man with a large cock who would make me his bitch. My head began to spin as my clitty hardened and my thoughts raced. I could see his large cock in front of my face. I imagined it coming to life with my touch, slowly hardening as I fondled and kissed it. I could taste his manhood, his heavenly jism. I closed my eyes, spread my legs, and reached to touch myself.

With my hand under my skirt, the front door swung open. It was Leroy. I quickly pulled my hand from my crotch, pulled down my skirt, crossed my legs, and still tugging at the short hem to try and hide my stockings, starred up at him, like a dear caught in the headlights.

He looked my way immediately upon entering the room and my stomach started to turn. "Who the hell are you and what are you doing here?"

Good, he hadn't recognized me. "My name is Nikki," I said in the most feminine voice I could muster. "I'm a friend of Chris's."

"And where is the little fag?"

"Fag?" I had never done anything to make Leroy think I was gay, had I?

"Chris had to run a couple errands. He said I could wait for him here. That's not a problem, is it?"

"I can leave if you like..."

"No, not a problem. Don't worry your pretty little head about it," Leroy said calmly as he approached the far end of the table.

"So, are you Chris's girl?" Leroy's tone seemed to suggest more than mere small talk. Was he coming on to me? As he moved closer, around the corner of the table, I could plainly see the bulge in his pants. Erika had many times told me about her love making with Leroy, and it was obvious that she had not exaggerated. My mind raced as my eyes fixed on the hulking figure moving toward me. I pictured myself on my knees, servicing his monster cock, on his feeding me all 10 inches, filling my hungry mouth with his yummy treat.