Internet Hookup Pioneer
By Katie Johnny

Posted With Permission from Katie Johnny

Part 2

With each compliment, I got a little more intense with my mouth. I was kissing it, licking it, sucking it like it was the fountain of life itself. There’s nothing that turns a girl on more than being complimented about how beautiful she is as she is giving you sexual pleasure. His words made me feel like a sexy woman, and I liked that feeling. I liked it a lot.

The apparatus he had around his cock to make it so hard was almost like some sort of rubber band that was harnessed around his balls, which made his entire package almost look like what someone would draw if asked to depict a cock and balls. After slobbering all over his cock, I made my way down the shaft, where my lips and nose were practically on his hairless balls. As I put them in my mouth, he pulled them out and looked at me, before bending down to my face and kissing me.

“My balls are really sensitive, understand, baby?” he whispered to me, and I nodded in agreement with him. “Don’t suck them hard, you can lick and kiss them, but if you’re going to put them in your mouth, be gentle, okay?”

I let him know I understood by licking and kissing his balls tenderly, then putting one single ball in my mouth, and gently sucking on it while running my hand all around his ass and taint. The sounds of pleasure he was making let me know that I was doing a good job. He took a hit of poppers and then bent over me just enough to get his hands to my crotch. He rubbed my hard clitty through my panties for a few seconds, before pulling my panties over to one ass cheek and sticking 2 fingers inside of my sissy pussy.

This made everything we were doing intensify greatly for me. I took my mouth away from his balls, put his pulsating cock back into my throat, and began moaning sweetly while I slobbered all over his dick. He began saying things to me again.

“Your sweet little pussy is so tight. It feels amazing, baby.”

As I began sucking harder, I stopped to say, “You like my tight pussy, daddy? I kept it tight for you, daddy.”

As he began fingering me a little harder, I was gyrating my hips, trying to find the motion of his fingers and syncopate with his rhythm.

“I appreciate that tight pussy, baby, and I can tell you’re not lying when you say that you haven’t been with hardly anyone, because your pussy feels like a virgin’s pussy. It’s amazing.”

I was floating on clouds of erotic pleasure, being told how amazing and beautiful I was, as I was sucking his gorgeous cock. I began to taste a little bit of pre-cum in my mouth, and no sooner than it hit my tongue, he abruptly pulled back from me.

“I don’t want to cum, I want to fuck you,” he said.

“I don’t want you to cum, I want you to fuck me, daddy,” I said in response, as he smiled at me and fondled my cheek with his hand.

“How do you like to be fucked?” he asked, as he was grabbing the lube and a condom, and tossed the popper bottle to me.

The only other guy that had ever fucked me liked to do it doggy style or while I was laying on my side. I liked both of those, but like I said earlier, it never felt very intimate. Don’t get me wrong, I love being objectified, and never understood how gorgeous girls would act so bummed out about being seen as sexual objects, but I wanted to experience something on a different level.

“I want to do it missionary style,” I said, “I want to make out with you, I want you to see the expressions on my face, and be able to feel the weight of your body on me while I hold on to your back and you fuck my brains out.”

“That sounds amazing, baby,” he replied. “Let’s do this. What’s your girl name?”

I replied, “Call me Katie, daddy.”

“Katie, I need you to take one of those pillows behind you and put it under the small of your back.”

I did as I was told. He quickly shimmied his way down to the end of the bed as I fixed the pillow under my back. He kissed my clitty again through my panties, then pulled them partially down and took it into his mouth. It felt amazing, and just when I thought it couldn’t feel any better, he wedged his 2 fingers back inside of me and started circling around my sugar walls.

I asked him to bring his cock to my mouth, but he resisted, and told me that I would get his cock soon enough, but right now is all about making me feel good. He continued sucking on my clitty and fingering my pussy. I felt like I was going to explode, and cum down his throat. He must have felt it, too, or he must have tasted a dribble of my girly cum, because he immediately pulled back and away from me.

“How long has it been since you were fucked by a man, Katie?” said Alan, panting heavily as he ripped the condom open with his teeth.

“It’s been at least 3 years,” I replied, “I’m hoping I am able to take all of you.”

He smiled, came forward to kiss me, and after doing so, said, “Oh, we’ll make sure of that, Katie. It’s going to take some easing into it, but we’ll get there. Grab those poppers, baby.”

I did so while watching him trying to fit the rubber on his engorged cock. Once he got it on, he began giving more instructions.

“Make sure the pillow is in the right place, I need it to help angle your pussy up to me, ok?”

I nodded in agreement, and wedged the pillow into the right place. He took some lube and applied it to his dick, then took a little more to put in my pussy. As he was pulling my panties off, I asked him if he wouldn’t mind just pulling them to the side, but he would have none of it.

He said, “Maybe we could do that if we were fucking doggy or you were on your stomach, but I think they would just get in the way if we’re fucking missionary style, and I don’t want to ruin your pretty panties, or have them invading my territory as we’re making love. Does that make sense?”

I told him that it made total sense, and with that, he pulled them down. He left them hanging on one of my legs, and he jumped back up and into position. He began plopping his cock on top of my clitty, then sliding it down between my legs to my pussy. When he got there, he would tease my pussy lips by barely nudging the smallest portion of his cock head in it briefly, then pulling back. It felt fucking amazing to be laying on my back, and experiencing this for the first time ever. He repeated this a few times, each time feeling better than the last.

He came back up to my face, kissing all the way up my body until he reached my lips. I was breathing heavy, in a state of ecstasy the entire time. After kissing me for about a minute or so, he gave me my next instructions.

“Whenever you’re ready for me, let me know by taking 2 hits off of that poppers bottle. Hold the last one as long as you can, ok?”

I replied, “Yes, daddy,” and took the bottle into my hand.

Again, he plopped his big, fat rod onto my clitty and ran the head of it down between my legs, and was slowly circling my pussy. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I unscrewed the bottle and took the first sniff. I held it for about 10 seconds or so, then took my next hit. I held it for closer to 15 seconds, before finally exhaling.

At the moment of exhalation, he took the head of his cock that had previously been circling around my pussy, and stuck it inside of me. My head was swimming from the poppers, and every bit of me was relaxed when I felt him enter me. I gasped in equal parts pleasure and pain. My eyes had been closed, but they opened as soon as I felt him, and as soon as I began to squeal, I looked up at him, and he put his finger to his lips, telling me to remain quiet. I did as I was told, and bit my lip.

He didn’t move his cock from where it was. He left the head inside of me, and went no further for about a minute. He took the poppers from my quivering, clenched hand, and took a hit. He handed it back to me, and told me to take two more sniffs. I did what I was told, and took a third for good measure. I held the last one for about 15 seconds, and as I exhaled, I looked up at Alan and smiled.

With that, he took each of my spread legs and wrapped his arms around them to lift them up slightly. He then started coming towards me to kiss me, and as he did, he slowly but deliberately put as much of his cock inside of me as he could as soon as we locked lips. I was moaning, but it was muted by his furious French kiss, as I felt all of his body weight overpowering me, and my pussy being completely and wantonly stuffed to capacity.

He didn’t move at all. He kept his cock firmly in me, but didn’t go in and out for at least 2 or 3 minutes, while we kissed passionately. The waves of pleasure inside my body were intensely smashing into the seaboard of my soul. I threw my arms around his shoulders, and began running my arms up and down his back. I thought to myself, “So this is what it feels like to be woman, eh,” before everything changed and got even better.

“Take a few more sniffs of those poppers, Katie,” he whispered into my ear.

They were clinched in my hand, but I couldn’t really do it in this position, on my back, with a man inside of me. Alan sensed this, and grabbed them out of my hand, unscrewed the top, and administered 3 sniffs to me, telling me to hold the last one as long as I could. I did what I was told. He took one big sniff as well.

We both exhaled at the same time, and as soon as we did, he began pulling his engorged cock out of me. As soon as the tip of his head exited, he quickly thrust it right back into my pussy, and kept it all the way inside. He would back up about an inch, then bluntly force it all the way back in. My heart was pounding out of my chest in pleasure.

My clit had gone totally soft, and began leaking girly cum with each pump he gave me. I wasn’t fully cumming, but it was very orgasmic, nonetheless. The cum was clear, it almost looked like water. Alan noticed it, and wiped it up with his fingers, putting one finger in his mouth, and delivering the other to me. It was yummy, and tasting it made me produce more. I was being made into a girl by a handsome, hung, gentleman.

He began picking up the pace, pushing my legs further backwards, to where my knees were at my eye level, and plunging his whole cock in and out of me methodically as he kept kissing me. My hands were busy going back and forth between his back and his chest, rubbing him down lovingly as he kept digging into my soul. My pussy had fully accepted him, and I could feel his balls slapping into my ass with every stab his cock was administering.

He began slowing down, much to my dismay. He was still pouncing his cock into my pussy that was exploding with sensations I had never felt before, when he pulled his body off of mine. I was on my back, and he had my legs pinned as far as he could push them, and he was towering overme, still inside of me, but not moving. He had sweat rolling down his brow, and his sweaty chest was glistening in the candlelight. We were both breathing heavy, like a couple of dogs who had just chased the mailman for several blocks before giving up.

“Goddamn, you look beautiful,” he said to me, “absolutely fucking beautiful.”

I cooed in appreciation, and tried to grab his hips to pull him back on top of me, but he resisted my efforts. He grabbed the bottle of poppers, and took 2 real quick hits, one in each nostril. He handed the bottle to me, and gave me instructions.

“You need to take 2 sniffs in each nostril, as big as you can handle, then hold the last one for as long as you possibly can.”

I nodded in agreement, and he continued,

“Once you exhale, I need you to grab your ankles, and pull your legs back as far as you possibly can and hold them. Understand?”

I replied, “Yes, baby, you’re the boss, just don’t stop fucking me, daddy.”

I unscrewed the bottle, and inhaled as hard as I could. I rotated back and forth between the two nostrils, and on the last sniff, I held it for 15-20 seconds. As I exhaled, he let go of my legs, and I grabbed hold of them, pulling them back as far as I could. The effects of the poppers were kicking in strongly, and my entire body felt like it was on fire in the greatest way possible.

With that, he remained kneeling over me, and pulled his cock out briefly, before smashing back inside of me as hard as he could. I thought my eyes were going to pop out of my head, and it felt like his cock was in my stomach. He began thrusting fully inside of me at a feverish pace, when I felt my entire libido begin tingling intensely. He put his hands on my waist, lifting me up off of the pillow, and started thrashing into my pussy harder than anything I had ever felt in my life.

Before I could catch my breath, I started feeling warm liquid hitting my face in fevered spurts. Confused at first, I looked down and saw that it was my sissy cock spurting all over my chest and face, and into my mouth, nose and eyes. I licked up whatever I could, and started squealing like a bitch in heat as he methodically pounded my engorged hole harder and harder. My words were coming out one at a time, in between gasps for air.

“Oh. My. God. Daddy! Fuck. Me! Fuck. Me! Fuck. Me! I. Want. To. Eat. Your. Cum. Daddy. Oh. My. God. Daddy. I. Want. Your. CUM!”

He pumped into me about 10 more times, as hard as he could, then whipped his cock out, and frantically pulled the rubber off as he moved up my body, pinning my arms down with his knees, and ramming it into my mouth. The cum was gushing out with such force that it filled my mouth and throat in a matter of seconds, and I began choking on it, gasping for air. He was lost in his own orgasm, and kept on pumping his cock down my throat as hard as he could, groaning, thrusting, exploding.

I began to catch my breath, and was cleaning up everything that I could, despite my arms still being pinned down by his knees. He let one knee off of my right arm, and I began wiping all of his man juice that I could reach with my hand and scooping it into my mouth. He was finished cumming, but left his cock in my mouth at my insistence. I suckled on his cock like it was a lollipop, and kept it as far down my throat as I could for as long as I could, until he pulled it out of my lips and got off of me.

I was laying there, drenched in sweat and cum, still panting loudly, and my whole body was squirming in satisfaction, when I saw him bending over me and putting my cum drenched squishy soft cock and balls into his mouth, and sucking them sweetly as he cleaned them of all bodily fluids.

My legs were still instinctually halfway bent backwards from getting fucked so hard, and as he got up, he took my panties that were dangling from my right ankle, grabbed my quivering left leg, and began to pull them back up, placing them back in place over my tingling, emasculated clit and pussy.

With that, he laid down next to me, and put his arm around me. I immediately cuddled up to him and ran my fingers through his chest hair as I kissed his nipples and soaked in his amazing aroma. He lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, then put it up to my lips. I did the same, and we shared it in silence as we both laid there. I fell asleep in his arms, drenched and exhausted.

I woke up in his arms at 5am, but he was still racked out hard. I used the bathroom, put on my depressing man pants and jacket, freshened my lipstick, and wrote him a note:

“Thank you for the greatest fucking night of my life, daddy! We MUST do this again, and do it again soon! XOXO”

I left a big smooch at the end of the letter with my lipstick, and quietly left to go home and let my pup out. As I walked out of his place, I reflected on what had just taken place, and how amazing it felt to be treated like the woman I knew I was by a sweet and capable man. I was truly born in the wrong body, and as much as it pains me to live life knowing that my biological formula wasn’t correct upon my entry to this world, I derive hope from experiences like this. If this was all that I had to cling to in order to feel normal once in a while, I would gladly take it.

The sun wasn’t up, it was cold, and my bra that was still drenched in sweat and cum was making my chest cold. In turn, the feeling it gave me on my tits immediately got me excited again, and I ran home, grabbed my vibrator, and dicked myself down to sleep. Such is the mind of a slutty sissy.

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