When I Became His Bitch

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When I Became His BitchThroughout my life I had always like wearing stockings and pantyhose while I jacked off. I loved seeing women in them and loved watching them fuck in them. I was fortunate enough to date a very, very hot slut for a few years that enjoyed wearing them too. From a sex perspective, she was a porno slut in real life. But I had never thought about really being with a guy. The most I had done was eat a guy’s cum from Kate’s cunt and one time I licked her while that guy was fucking her and inadvertently I would get his cock from time to time with my tongue but it was never intentional.After Kate and I split I was pretty fucked up emotionally. She had cucked me even though I didn’t even know what that meant at the time. She was the best fuck I’d ever had and she was into just about everything I was into sexually. So I was pretty fucked up from that. I worked evening shifts and bars were closed or about to close when I would get off work so I saw no point in even trying to waste my time going there. But I had started going to an adult bookstore that was open 24/7. Long story short I was there almost every night and I had my first experience of sucking a cock and getting my cock sucked by a guy there. I had started getting into wearing pantyhose or stockings illegal bahis under my clothes when I would go as well. Though I wasn’t with guys really that much there, they had little windows in the booths and I would jack off and let others see what I had on. Pretty safe and harmless fun.Then I started getting into chatting online. I had some pretty hot chats but never actually met anyone from there. Then one night I was in the chat room and this guy started chatting me up. Older guy who happened to live relatively close to me. I mean like within 10 minutes close. I had told him that I liked to wear hose and jack off for men at the bookstore and stuff. He tried to get me to come over to his place but I was too scared. I had only been with a guy a couple times. My first involved me stopping right in the middle of sucking his cock because I was freaked out about what I was doing and the other two were a guy sucking me off. One night though I was feeling pretty horny and I got online and he hit me up. “I sure would like to see you in your hose”. I thought, what the fuck, right? I could go there, if I didn’t like it I could just leave. I told him I wasn’t into kissing guys or anything like that. It was really just about cock. He said it was pretty much the same for him illegal bahis siteleri so I finally agreed and headed out to his place.When I got there he answered the door in his robe. I could tell he just got out of the shower. He made me a drink and asked if he could see what I was wearing. I had on a pair of black thigh highs under my jeans. So I took my jeans off and stood in front of him. He rubbed my legs a little then undid his robe and motioned for me to get on my knees. So I knelt in front of him and grabbed his cock. I looked up at him and started to say “I’ve not really done this a lot.” but about mid-sentence he pushed my head down on it and I just started sucking. It was a nice cock. A very nice cock. Not huge, about 7 inches but fairly thick and nice looking. I just went with it and started sucking him like I had seen my ex-gf suck. He asked where I wanted his cum and I just blurted out “all over my face”. I wasn’t sure why I said that it just came out. He stood up and leaned me back onto the floor and straddled my face and jacked his load off. I immediately shot my load when he did that. It was all happening so fast but I was so into it. I got cleaned up and left. A bit in shock, a bit embarrassed. I got home and was really asking myself, “what the canlı bahis siteleri fuck did you just do???”. A couple weeks had gone by and he had tried to get me to come back over several times and I always made some excuse as to why I couldn’t. Then one night I gave in. He asked me if I could wear the same thing so I did. I got over there and again he answered the door in his robe. We got inside and he asked if I wanted a drink. This time I said no and started taking my pants off…”I want your cock” I said as I was getting undressed. It wasn’t two seconds after I had my pants off that his robe was gone, I was on my back on the floor in my black thigh highs and he was fucking my face like a wet cunt. I was so hard and stroking and then I heard him say “you like that cock you little bitch?”. BAM! I shot off all over myself. Then I felt him pressing harder on my face and started feeling his load pumping down my throat. He didn’t stop until he was done. When he got up I told him I didn’t expect that and that I had never took a load in my mouth before. We got cleaned up and I left. This time realizing how much a faggot slut I was for him. The next time I saw him online it was me asking him if he wanted me to suck his cock. Over the next few years I was with him a couple times a month. Usually just to suck him off but there were a few times he took me up my ass. I still went to adult bookstores and theaters and was sucking cock there at times but I was Paul’s bitch and would go over there just about whenever he wanted.

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