Making my Sissy.
I could see the need on his face. Unexplored, untapped, perhaps even still unknown. A deep need, want and desire. "Just lay back," I told him. He was almost trembling. Anxious anticipation, maybe there was some fear of him giving in to his fantasy. What would that mean? Where would that lead? I can only imagine the thoughts and questions that were going through his head. The nerves, mixed with the thrill of it. It was thrilling for me too, but for more selfish reasons.
I watched as he laid back on the table and closed his eyes. His heart was racing, his breathing short and labored. You could almost feel the sexual tension in the room. Just a touch on his arm, just for some release and for some reassurance. My finger tips lightly grazed across his skin. He breathed in sharply, quickly. I could sense his arousal. This was such a thrill for both of us. His eyes still closed, I slowly undid my belt, then my pant's button, then I unzipped. Slowly, so that he could hear every movement. Slowly, so that his imagination would race and the anticipation would build. My pants hit the floor. I watched him and saw him gulp down the nervous lump in his throat. So much anticipation now. He was breathing through his mouth. Short breaths, quick, almost panting. I stepped out of my pants. He would know I was naked now. He would know my cock was mere inches away from him. I touched his cheek and he gasped. So much wonderful want. With a light touch, I turned his face towards me. His eyes were still closed. I would let that be his choice. Slowly, I moved closer, letting him hear my feet slide. Inching closer, now. I knew he could sense it. I know he must be able to feel my warmth...
Letting him feel my hanging cock on his lips. There was almost a whole body sigh from him, as if a life long need had been fulfilled, a desire realized. I wanted him to feel my flaccid dick. I know the thrill of making it, feeling it, get hard. It would become an addiction, I knew full well. Semi erect now, rubbing on his lips. I wanted him to be ready, it had to be his choice. I knew it would be what he wanted. I could see in him the thrill, the release of pent up need. The ecstast of tasting cock and taking it in your mouth. It was as if his whole body exhaled and he let out a soft moan. I was so hard now and slowly moved myself back and forth, in and out of his lips. "Here," I said, "lick my balls." Sometimes, being told, being encouraged was all that was needed. He licked at and lapped at them. "Yeah, suck them." His eyes were still closed, but his expression was of desire and pleasure. "Yes, yes," letting him know I liked it. Letting him know he was pleasing me. "Do you like it?" I asked and he moaned quietly. Knowing the power of verbalization, of saying something out loud, I made him say it. "Yes, yes, I love it." His voice was shakey, but sure. I told him to roll over.
Making sure to run my finger tips over his hips, near his cock, I lowered his pants down over his ass. I let him lay there in anticipation. His body would be craving my touch again. I pulled his pants all the way off. He was now laying there, completely nude, just for me amd he looked amazing. His small, petite, perfect ass, I ran my hands over it, massaged it, caressed it. As much for me as for him, I held his ass cheeks open and licked his hole. Now, I was the one moaning. Wet and lubed, I slipped a finger into him. His head to the side, his eyes closed, his mouth wide open. He was mine, he wanted it, he was ready. Slowly opening him up, one finger, then two. I pulled him off the table and bent him over it. Gripping his slim waist, I pushed my hard cock against him, running it along his ass crack. "Do you want my cock?" I asked. Tell me, then. "Yes, I want your cock, fuck me." I pushed it inside him, holding his hips, gripping them tightly. I grunted at how tight he was. I wanted him to hear my grunts, to know how good it felt to be in him.
"Ah, yeah" I said, moving in and out of him, "Fuck, yeah." "Fuck, your ass feels so good!" Make him feel it, make him want it, make him need it, make him mine. Grabbing him by the hair, I pulled his face back, "Kiss me!" My cock stuffed deep in his ass, my tongue in his mouth, I began to pound into him and felt his ass cheeks slap against me. "Yes, yes, yes," I fucked him hard, filling the room with the sounds of rough, passionate sex until I felt my orgasm build. "Yes, yes, fuck, yes!" "Tell me you want my cum, baby, tell me!" Through his breathing, through the pounding, he whispered, "Yes, yes,I want your cum!" So fucking good, that tight little ass, I exploded inside him, filling him with hot cum.
His legs were shaking when I pulled out of him. I turned him around to face me, my cum running out of him and down his legs. I looked down at his semi soft cock. It was covered in his own pre cum. "Kiss me, baby," I said softly, romantically, letting him know how good he was and how much I cared. As we kissed, I took his cock in my hand and slowly stroked him. He came quickly, quivering and leaning into me. No need for him to have any masculinity now, not while he was with me, I brought my cum covered fingers to his lips. He tasted his own cum, we both licked it up before kissing once more.
I let him get his pants on before telling him I wanted to see his ass again. A power play for sure, he had to know our roles. He lowered his pants and I squeezed and slapped it. "Fuck, you are so sexy, I want to cum again." I told him, "I want your mouth again." My new, perfect sissy quickly moved to his knees.
I watched as he laid back on the table and closed his eyes. His heart was racing, his breathing short and labored. You could almost feel the sexual tension in the room. Just a touch on his arm, just for some release and for some reassurance. My finger tips lightly grazed across his skin. He breathed in sharply, quickly. I could sense his arousal. This was such a thrill for both of us. His eyes still closed, I slowly undid my belt, then my pant's button, then I unzipped. Slowly, so that he could hear every movement. Slowly, so that his imagination would race and the anticipation would build. My pants hit the floor. I watched him and saw him gulp down the nervous lump in his throat. So much anticipation now. He was breathing through his mouth. Short breaths, quick, almost panting. I stepped out of my pants. He would know I was naked now. He would know my cock was mere inches away from him. I touched his cheek and he gasped. So much wonderful want. With a light touch, I turned his face towards me. His eyes were still closed. I would let that be his choice. Slowly, I moved closer, letting him hear my feet slide. Inching closer, now. I knew he could sense it. I know he must be able to feel my warmth...
Letting him feel my hanging cock on his lips. There was almost a whole body sigh from him, as if a life long need had been fulfilled, a desire realized. I wanted him to feel my flaccid dick. I know the thrill of making it, feeling it, get hard. It would become an addiction, I knew full well. Semi erect now, rubbing on his lips. I wanted him to be ready, it had to be his choice. I knew it would be what he wanted. I could see in him the thrill, the release of pent up need. The ecstast of tasting cock and taking it in your mouth. It was as if his whole body exhaled and he let out a soft moan. I was so hard now and slowly moved myself back and forth, in and out of his lips. "Here," I said, "lick my balls." Sometimes, being told, being encouraged was all that was needed. He licked at and lapped at them. "Yeah, suck them." His eyes were still closed, but his expression was of desire and pleasure. "Yes, yes," letting him know I liked it. Letting him know he was pleasing me. "Do you like it?" I asked and he moaned quietly. Knowing the power of verbalization, of saying something out loud, I made him say it. "Yes, yes, I love it." His voice was shakey, but sure. I told him to roll over.
Making sure to run my finger tips over his hips, near his cock, I lowered his pants down over his ass. I let him lay there in anticipation. His body would be craving my touch again. I pulled his pants all the way off. He was now laying there, completely nude, just for me amd he looked amazing. His small, petite, perfect ass, I ran my hands over it, massaged it, caressed it. As much for me as for him, I held his ass cheeks open and licked his hole. Now, I was the one moaning. Wet and lubed, I slipped a finger into him. His head to the side, his eyes closed, his mouth wide open. He was mine, he wanted it, he was ready. Slowly opening him up, one finger, then two. I pulled him off the table and bent him over it. Gripping his slim waist, I pushed my hard cock against him, running it along his ass crack. "Do you want my cock?" I asked. Tell me, then. "Yes, I want your cock, fuck me." I pushed it inside him, holding his hips, gripping them tightly. I grunted at how tight he was. I wanted him to hear my grunts, to know how good it felt to be in him.
"Ah, yeah" I said, moving in and out of him, "Fuck, yeah." "Fuck, your ass feels so good!" Make him feel it, make him want it, make him need it, make him mine. Grabbing him by the hair, I pulled his face back, "Kiss me!" My cock stuffed deep in his ass, my tongue in his mouth, I began to pound into him and felt his ass cheeks slap against me. "Yes, yes, yes," I fucked him hard, filling the room with the sounds of rough, passionate sex until I felt my orgasm build. "Yes, yes, fuck, yes!" "Tell me you want my cum, baby, tell me!" Through his breathing, through the pounding, he whispered, "Yes, yes,I want your cum!" So fucking good, that tight little ass, I exploded inside him, filling him with hot cum.
His legs were shaking when I pulled out of him. I turned him around to face me, my cum running out of him and down his legs. I looked down at his semi soft cock. It was covered in his own pre cum. "Kiss me, baby," I said softly, romantically, letting him know how good he was and how much I cared. As we kissed, I took his cock in my hand and slowly stroked him. He came quickly, quivering and leaning into me. No need for him to have any masculinity now, not while he was with me, I brought my cum covered fingers to his lips. He tasted his own cum, we both licked it up before kissing once more.
I let him get his pants on before telling him I wanted to see his ass again. A power play for sure, he had to know our roles. He lowered his pants and I squeezed and slapped it. "Fuck, you are so sexy, I want to cum again." I told him, "I want your mouth again." My new, perfect sissy quickly moved to his knees.
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