A friend's TS son. Part 3
I tried not to think about my friend, and the guilt, as we drove. I tried not to think that "she" was actually a "he." Halloween is always a time to dress up and pretend. But, I was not ready for the affect of seeing my friend's young son dressed up as a sexy girl would have on me. A primal desire, an overwhelming lust! That tight, black dress, those high heels. That long flowing hair and those red, pouty lips. They led to a bad decision and now, nere I was, driving us to a other bad decision, a seedy motel.
She sat close as we drove. I couldn't help but think about that mouth on my cock, that mouth making me cum and how desparately I wanted more. "I love having your cum inside me" she said softly. Gripping my arm and snuggling up even closer. Fuck, she is sexy! I knew this had already gone to far and here I was, about to take it so much further. I pulled into the motel parking lot and in a darkened area. I thought it best that no one saw my companion. Someone so much younger and well, someone so very special. In the well lit lobby, I was paying for a room when the bell on the door rang out, loudly. The motel worker and I both looked over and standing there, in that tiny, tight black dress with a flannel over her shoulders, was my friend's gorgeous, cross dressing son. I looked back at the worker and saw his sly grin.
Walking to the room, I was struck by thoughts of what would happen once we were behind a closed door. I feared it might suddenly be awkward or she might of suddenly changed her mind. Might she come to her senses? Might I?
Once inside, once in the room, I instantly had the answer. She walked in, turned and fell to her knees before me. It took my breath away. My cock grew and hardened as she unzipped my fly and touched me. Taking my cock out, she lustfully said, "Feed me that cock." Fuck, so cute, so sexy! I again, quickly lost any sense of restraint or reason. Putting my hand on the back of her head, grabbing a handful of that long, flowing wig, I pushed my dick to the back of her throat and heard her gag. The little slut moaned! She loved it. Down her velvet, young throat, I shoved my dick. She looked up, surprised. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, blackened with her smeared eye make up. I lessened my grip on her, and pulled back. She immediately put her hand on mine and dove back down on my dick. The little whore wanted to be used! And, I so wanted to.
To be continued...
She sat close as we drove. I couldn't help but think about that mouth on my cock, that mouth making me cum and how desparately I wanted more. "I love having your cum inside me" she said softly. Gripping my arm and snuggling up even closer. Fuck, she is sexy! I knew this had already gone to far and here I was, about to take it so much further. I pulled into the motel parking lot and in a darkened area. I thought it best that no one saw my companion. Someone so much younger and well, someone so very special. In the well lit lobby, I was paying for a room when the bell on the door rang out, loudly. The motel worker and I both looked over and standing there, in that tiny, tight black dress with a flannel over her shoulders, was my friend's gorgeous, cross dressing son. I looked back at the worker and saw his sly grin.
Walking to the room, I was struck by thoughts of what would happen once we were behind a closed door. I feared it might suddenly be awkward or she might of suddenly changed her mind. Might she come to her senses? Might I?
Once inside, once in the room, I instantly had the answer. She walked in, turned and fell to her knees before me. It took my breath away. My cock grew and hardened as she unzipped my fly and touched me. Taking my cock out, she lustfully said, "Feed me that cock." Fuck, so cute, so sexy! I again, quickly lost any sense of restraint or reason. Putting my hand on the back of her head, grabbing a handful of that long, flowing wig, I pushed my dick to the back of her throat and heard her gag. The little slut moaned! She loved it. Down her velvet, young throat, I shoved my dick. She looked up, surprised. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, blackened with her smeared eye make up. I lessened my grip on her, and pulled back. She immediately put her hand on mine and dove back down on my dick. The little whore wanted to be used! And, I so wanted to.
To be continued...
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