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Date: Sat, 13 Oct 2001 12:55:39 -0400
From: Caryn Gay.com_Member <caryn@gay.com>
Subject: Rene's Bitch TG
I am a 23-year-old Hispanic man. I am 5'3", and 118
pounds. When I was growing up, I was teased often for
being such a pretty boy. My hairless body, my black
shiny hair, and my over sized lips not to mention my
large round ass and tiny waist made me the favorite
target of locker room humor and torture. I never
appreciated my looks and body until recently.
I have a job as a bellboy in a small very exclusive
hotel. I see many interesting people, especially
attractive men. Almost always they are accompanied by
attractive women or other attractive men. One weekend,
a very attractive man checked in, alone. He is 6'3",
around 225 pounds, with fierce blue eyes and jet-black
hair. His trim waist and broad shoulders turned the
head of almost everyone in the lobby. I almost knocked
over the other bellboy to have the chance to carry his
bags. As I escorted him to his room, I was blown away
by his engaging smile and easy, confident manner. He
gave me a generous tip, then asked about valet
services. He explained he needed a pair of pants
pressed immediately. I told him I would be happy to
take care of it for him. He reached into his bag, and
gave me the pants. I noticed right away they came from
a private tailor. I could not take my eyes off his
beautiful smile as he slowly closed the room door. I
practically ran to the valet station, pressed the
pants myself, and ran back. There was no answer when I
knocked on the door. Assuming he had gone out, I
opened the door to set the pants on a hanger for him.
As I was putting the pants on the hanger, he emerged
from the shower room. He had only a towel around his
waist. I don't know who was more surprised, he or I.
My eyes were instantly drawn to the opening in front
of the towel. His cockhead was peeking out. Not even
hard, the head was the fattest that I had ever seen. I
guess my staring gave me away, because he said," like
what you see bitch?" I was instantly turned on by his
language. I could only nod as I slowly dropped to my
knees, never taking my eyes off that fat head. I
leaned forward to kiss it, and it started to grow. My
mouth took the head in. It stretched my lips as far as
they would go. I eased forward as far as I could,
taking maybe half of his 9 inches in. Then I felt his
hand on the back of my head, holding it in place as he
pushed more of his fat dick down my throat. That is a
total turn on for me. I love for a guy to dominate me
in this way. And this guy really knew what he was
doing. After 20 minutes or so, with my jaw absolutely
aching, he forced his dick in until my lips were
wrapped around the base. He stopped moving his hips,
grabbed me by my hair, and tilted my face up to look
at him. I must have been quite a sight, with my mouth
completely filled with his cock. Then he started to
slowly fuck my mouth. His long slow strokes were so
perfect; I know he loved feeling his cock head
entering my throat. My hands massaged his oversized
balls. When I felt them tighten, I know he was ready
to cum. He did not announce it as many guys do; he
just started cumming, never slowing down his motion.
His cum spewed into my throat, in my mouth, and then,
he dramatically pulled out and shot a few squirts on
my face. Then he rubbed his cock all over my face
while I sucked on his balls. " That's a good little
girl" was all he said to me. Then he turned around,
went into the bathroom again and shut the door.
I had cum in my pants while giving him his pleasure. I
was so totally satisfied I could barely finish my
shift. When I went to my small apartment, I simply
fell on the bed and fell asleep.
When I arrived at work the next day, there was a small
box wrapped beautifully with my name on it. I opened
the card, and it simply said " 10:00 p.m." on it. I
opened the lid, and sitting in the wads of tissue
paper was a tiny white lace thong. I touched the
fabric, savoring the delicate feel. My tiny dick
sprang to attention. It seemed to take forever for the
appointed hour to arrive. At 9:45, I went to the mens
room, with a small bathroom kit. I thoroughly cleaned
myself. I washed with a small towel every part of my
body, paying particular attention to my tight back
passage. I wanted to be completely clean for my
Adonis. I exchanged my bikini briefs for this ultra
thin white lace thong. Stealing a moment to admire how
they looked on me, I noted with no small satisfaction
that on my thin frame they looked very sexy. I now
knew why I had the body I had. Looking over my
shoulder in the mirror, I looked like a smooth sweet
teenage girl. My round smooth ass, slim waist and lean
legs would make any girl envious. I knew then I was
going to give my mystery man a show he would not soon
forget.
I put my outer clothes back on, and breathlessly went
to his door. I knocked lightly. He answered. He smiled
with that million dollar smile, and indicated I should
come in. He was dressed in simple black slacks, white
cotton button down shirt and expensive leather shoes.
He offered me some of the champagne he had in a bucket
of ice. I demurely sipped as we looked at each other
in silence. The sexual energy in the room was intense.
Then he asked me if I received his gift. I stood up,
removed my pants, then my shirt to show him. I could
see the appreciation in his eyes...and his pants. I let
him get an eyeful of my ass, then slowly climbed into
his lap. I loved feeling his hardness on my thigh and
ass. I loved the way he gently but firmly took my head
in his hands as he kissed me. I spread my legs wide so
I could straddle him. I pressed my tiny dick still in
the lacy material against his firm stomach. I moved my
ass to massage his hard cock. He let one hand slide
down my back to my ass. He squeezed and massaged my
firm ass, commenting how he loved a smooth round ass
on a pretty boy. His large middle finger found its way
to my asshole. He teased me for a few minutes, then
started to press it in. My asshole was far too tight
to open for him. He reached under the side table and
retrieved a jar of lubricant. I watched as he dipped
his middle finger into the jar. He raised his middle
finger up, and asked me if I knew where this finger
was going. I nodded yes. He placed the finger at my
opening. Looking into his eyes, I pressed back into
the finger. It was tight, but it felt so good. I felt
his cock jump a little as his finger twirled in my
ass. Then he asked me if I knew what else was going to
be up my ass soon. I looked him in the eyes again,
grabbed his oversized manhood and again nodded yes. I
stroked his cock through his pants for a few more
minutes while he stretched my asshole with another
large finger.
I got off of him, took another gulp of champagne, then
sauntered to the large dresser. Bending over it, I
watched his reaction in the mirror on the wall behind
the dresser. He watched me in appreciation, then stood
up. He took off his shirt, exposing a very well
defined upper body with beautiful hairy chest. Then he
took off his pants, and that huge cock popped out. It
stilled looked too big on his frame, but I certainly
was not going to complain. He grabbed the jar of lube,
and walked over to me stroking that magnificent pillar
of meat. He placed the jar on the dresser next to me,
took another dip of it and applied it to my asshole. I
watched in the mirror as he aimed his cock at my
pussy, then felt as he pressed forward. For a few
minutes I really felt there was no way it was going to
fit. Then he pulled my hair back, making me look at
him in the mirror and told me to relax. I did, and he
slid part way in. I was feeling some pain, but I
really did want this. He told me to press back when I
was ready. After a few minutes of getting used to him,
I pressed back. He was pinching my nipples rather
hard, and then he was all the way in. I was amazed
when I felt his heavy balls near my own. He told me I
was good and tight. Then he grabbed my hips. I looked
at his reflection in the mirror, and I saw the look on
his face. I was going to be fucked, and fucked hard.
He took his magnificence out of me, leaving my hole
open and begging to be filled again. He said he wasn't
going to last long in my tight ass. Then he spread my
globes and pressed himself back into me. This time he
was not teasing. He was fucking me. Glancing in the
mirror at his image, I saw his eyes closed in
concentration. Although I needed no encouragement, he
was pulling me on his cock at a furious pace. I
tightened my grip on his cock, then felt it pulsing.
He never stopped ramming into me, but I felt his cum
dripping from my asshole to my thigh. He kept plowing
me, even as he was softening. I waited until it fell
from my ass, then I sank to me knees and took it in my
mouth. I sucked and licked his cum from his cock,
balls and hair. It was then I noticed I had cum also.
Some of my cum had wet the front of the thong.
This time, he did not leave me. He helped me up off
the floor, then led me to his king size bed. He held
me in his muscular tan arms and drifted off to sleep.
It took me a little longer to fall asleep. I was
excited knowing I had been truly fucked like a girl,
and I loved it. I was thinking that I would do
anything to have this man treat me like the wanton
sissy slut I was.
I awoke with a poke in the back. His cock was stiff
again, even though he was still asleep. I hoped he was
dreaming of fucking me. I wrapped my hands around it,
and took the head in my mouth. I loved the look and
feel of his hard cock, the spectacular helmet crowning
the top. I loved feeling the spongy crown bumping down
into my throat. I loved the smell of my ass and his
cum on his balls and the hair around his cock. I loved
feeling his hardness pulse as I worked with my mouth,
tongue, lips and hands to give him pleasure. Then, as
he started to awaken, he started gently thrusting in
and out of my mouth. The urgency of his thrusting the
night before was not evident. He was simply enjoying
his slut work his cock. And that is exactly what I
was. I was his slut.
Without words, I knew that the time had arrived to
make him cum. Over an hour had elapsed, he stayed hard
the entire time, and I took my time giving him
pleasure. Now to empty his balls. Using my hands and
mouth, I worked up and down that cock. I knew he was
close when he grabbed the back of my head and thrust
all the way in. there was not the volume of cum that I
received the previous night, but he was thrusting just
as hard. I knew I had done a good job of emptying his
balls. I kept his cock in his mouth until it was soft
again. Then he got up and headed to the bathroom. I
was tired from my early morning workout, and drifted
to a peaceful satisfied sleep. When I awoke, he was
dressing for work. What a pleasure to watch a man that
has sexually claimed you get dressed. Then he sat on
the edge of the bed saying we needed to talk
seriously. Oh no, I thought. Here it comes. He was
married, going home to his wife. Or that he enjoyed
fucking me, but to make sure I was out by noon.
I couldn't have been more wrong. He said he thought I
was very sexy. He said he loved sissy boys. That I was
the sexiest sissy he had ever been with. That he
wanted me to be more of a sissy. He gave me a business
card with no name on it, only a phone number. Tell
them Rene sent you he said. Be ready for me at 8:00
p.m. Then he was off to work.
I called the number from the phone next to the bed. A
deep female voice answered, and said for me to come to
her place of business by noon. And that anyone friend
of Mr. Rene's was a friend of hers.
The taxi dropped me off in front of the address that
the woman on the phone had mentioned, but this was a
residential neighborhood. I stood there for a few
moments, when a voice from the door asked if I was
reconsidering. No I answered, just confused. Well, if
Mr. Rene wants you ready by 8:00 please do not waste
any time came the answer. What is it that I am doing
to get ready I asked. Silly girl, came the answer, you
are going to be his mistress. His mistress!!!! Oh my!!
This was too exciting!
I went to the door that I had been conversing with. A
loud buzzing told me that the door was unlocked for
me. A spectacular looking woman greeted me. Welcome!
She said. To what are you welcoming me I asked. To the
first day of the rest of your sissy life she answered.
Then she gave me a swat on my ass, grabbing it a
little. Very nice she whispered, I am sure Mr. Rene
enjoys this. I smiled in response.
To say that I emerged from that wonderful door a
completely different person would be a huge
understatement. For 3 hours I learned to walk in 5"
heels, sit properly with my legs demurely crossed
while exposing plenty of thigh, make the most of my
smooth chest including wearing a corset that created a
cleavage, properly applying make up, and most
important tucking my miniscule dick to give me the
ultimate womanly look.
Wearing a very tight corset with sheer black stockings
attached, a black satin thong, a tight black cocktail
length silk dress and 5" heel black backless shoes,
completely made up and my black hair cut to a very
feminine length, I was the image of a very well put
together woman. I was anxious to have Mr. Rene treat
me like the wanton slut bitch I really was.
Meeting Mr. Rene in a very upscale club was a delight.
The other guests were turning their heads to take a
look at us, easily the most beautiful couple in the
place. My perfect white teeth gleamed in wonderful
contrast with my glossy red lips. I could see Mr. Rene
was already showing his approval in his pants. I had
been erect since I slipped the stockings on several
hours ago. Thankfully I had been provided with a small
device that kept any ungirly things from popping up in
the wrong spot.
All during our meal, I flirted shamelessly with Mr.
Rene. I used my shoe to rub his manhood under the
table. I opened my mouth wide to take a piece of fruit
from his fork, then licked my lips seductively. When
he ordered a drink for dessert, he leaned over and
told me that I was exactly the kind of bitch ( that's
the word he used) that he had been looking for, and
that if I was interested, he would make me his bitch.
Before I could verbally answer him, the sparkle in my
eyes told him my answer. He finished his drink, helped
me from my chair, and escorted me out of the club, all
the while squeezing my fleshy ass.
When we got back to his room, I excused myself to the
bathroom. I quickly removed my special device, but
left the thong on. Then I lubed myself. I knew he
wanted to fuck me, and I wanted him to fuck me. I
freshened my make up, then returned to him. He had
taken off his jacket and shoes. I approached him,
kissing him, slowly unbuttoning his shirt and kissing
my way down his torso. I undid his belt buckle, then
the top catch on his pants. I reached in and grabbed
his cock. The fat head poked out above the pants, and
I wasted no time getting in my mouth. He was leaking
already. Without the cockhead leaving my mouth I
unzipped him, and let his pants fall to the floor. I
let him grab my head and fuck my face for a little
while, then I raised myself up, kissing him along the
way. Grabbing him by his cock, I laid on the bed on my
back, placed a pillow under the small of my back, then
pulled him on top of me. I raised my legs high and
wide for him, then guided him to my tight lubed hole.
He was very eager, and jammed it hard into me. That
caused me some pain, but I didn't complain. I was his
bitch and we both knew it. He was going to fuck me any
way he wanted, and not only was I going to accept it,
I would enjoy it. A glance in the mirror showed me on
my back, still clothed as a girly girl, with my knees
in my chest, and my black high heels on his shoulders,
with his muscular ass pounding in and out of me. I
grabbed his ass with my manicured fingers to pull him
deeper into me. When he leaned down to kiss me, I
came. My fluid spurted on our stomachs, my flat smooth
one and his hard hairy one. Then I concentrated on
clamping my ass tight around his oversized manhood. He
lasted only a few minutes after that. He pulled out,
and came on my face and dress. I quickly took him in
my mouth, tasting my musky ass and his salty cum. I
sucked any leftover cum from his deflating cock.
That was the beginning of a wonderful life for me. I
recently started taking female hormones. Rene wants me
to have breasts. He has picked out rather large ones
for me. I wear large rings on my now pierced nipples
that he loves to pull on when he is playing with them.
He also picked out a tattoo for me. It is on my back,
just above my waist. It defines me to anyone looking.
It simply states " Rene's Bitch".