First Time Femme

by D. L. Savage

  I imagined I looked hideous and ridiculous; not at all ‘pretty’ as she’d put it.

  She took another step back away from the bed, and before I could stop her she’d lifted up her camera and taken a photo of me, the flash blinding me for a half-second. I held up my hand to shield my face but I knew it was too late. The damage was done.

  “Delete it,” I growled.

  “Why the hell would I do that?” she chuckled. “Look how pretty you are.” She held out her phone, angling the screen towards me.

  I considered trying to snatch it from her hand and smash it, but when I caught a glimpse of the photo I froze, my stomach lurch in pure shock, unable to believe what I was seeing.

  Sure the girl in the photo had broad shoulders and a muscular frame, but then so did all the smoking hot crossfit chicks I saw at the gym. And that’s exactly what I looked like, I realized with a shiver.

  Somehow Leah had accentuated feminine aspects of my features that I didn’t even know existed, making my nose look smaller and more pointy somehow, drawing out my cheekbones, even shading my forehead to make it seem smaller, while the work she’d done on my eyes and lips made them seem so fucking big it was crazy — like a cartoon.

  And the feminine scraps of clothing created the exact same effect with my body, the semi translucent white shimmer of the baby doll just see-through enough to give a hint of my pecs beneath, making them look for all the world like breasts, the dark round circles of my small nipples adding to the illusion, along with the snug white lace of my panties and the silky white stockings that hugged my toned calves and thighs. And seeing myself like that, I felt my cock throb powerfully with excitement.

  “See, Becky?” she teased.

  “What?” I murmured, my voice trembling.

  “That’s what I'm gonna call you from now on,” she announced. “Because Becky is exactly the kind of name a cum slut would have. And that's what you are, aren’t you ... Becky?”

  Before I’d even quite processed what was happening, she’d jumped up onto the bed, towering over me, pushing me back with ease as she took hold of my wrists, pinning them behind my head with surprising strength. And even though I was physically bigger than her, something had changed between us now. Maybe it was shock, or maybe it was my girly makeover, but for some reason I found I wasn’t able to struggle, instead powerless as Leah pushed herself against me.

  As we struggled, I could feel hard bulk of her cock in her panties grazing against my chest as she straddled me, her beautiful face pushing so close to mine, her breath hot against my face, her voice trembling as she said, “Isn’t that right, Becky? You’re a cock hungry little cum slut, aren't you?”

  I couldn't deny it. I felt her words spearing some part deep inside myself, some part of my psyche that I didn't even know existed until just a few moments ago. But she was right; it was true …

  Because dressed like this in the panties and negligee, my vision framed by flowing blonde locks, and the memory of Leah’s perfect cock pulsing against my tongue, flooding my mouth with a delicious creamy load, I couldn’t help but nod, admitting this new and shameful truth about myself.

  Yes, Leah, it was true. I really was a cock hungry cum slut ...

  I let out a gasp of pure surprise as I felt something snap around both my wrists simultaneously.

  What the fuck?!

  And only then did I remember the goddamn wrist restraints that I’d seen dangling from her bed frame, the very same ones that were now clasped tight and firm around both my wrists.

  I felt sick as I realized that she must have planned this whole thing in such meticulous detail it was crazy, and the devious smirk on her lips confirmed it.

  “What’sa matter?” she teased as I struggled uselessly, tugging and thrashing at the restraints while she continued to straddle me. “Here, baby, I've got something to calm you down,” she added, inching up the hem of her skirt in what felt like slow motion, slowly but surely revealing that enticingly meaty bulge in her silky purple panties.

  I found I couldn’t tear my eyes away as she reached between her legs then teased the gusset of her thong to one side with a long slim finger, her hardening cock slowly unfurling, the swollen purple head already glistening and sticky with pre-cum.

  “Here you go, slut,” she cooed, positioning her knees either side of my head then lowering her dick towards my face. “A pacifier to suck on ...”

  I let out a shivery moan despite myself; a moan of pure submission. My eyes closed as I took her cock deep into my mouth, my hands eagerly taking hold of her smooth taut buttocks, urging her to a drive that big hard dick even deeper into my mouth until I could actually feel her cock head nudging against my tonsils.

  I gagged, hot tears welling up from nowhere and streaming down my cheeks as I felt Leah’s rod slip right into my throat, and holding my head in place she began to buck her hips, face fucking me as the moans and gargles rose up from my throat.

  I felt so slutty, so powerless, trembling there beneath her as she rode my face, fucking my mouth, her balls resting on my chin as she reached behind her then began to tease the head of my aching cock through the flimsy white lace of my panties, working it like a clit. I moaned and writhed beneath her, trembling in ecstasy, knowing that if she kept this up for much longer I'd tip right over the edge.

  Already I could feel the orgasm rushing up inside me, threatening to spill over at any moment. But all of a sudden a noise shattered the moment, a loud buzzing noise that caused us both to freeze for a moment, Leah stiffening above me, her cock throbbing in my throat.

  But a moment later she eased herself off me, leaving me gasping and trembling on the bed, my makeup smeared, my aching cock desperate for release.

  “Oh, didn’t I tell you?” she said innocently. “We’re expecting company ...”

  7

  I couldn’t believe what was happening. Who the hell was at the door?!

  My whole body was trembling with shock, fear and confusion, and I wrestled with the wrist restraints but they held firm.

  “Don't struggle,” Leah cooed, climbing once more over me, her breasts pushing into my face for a moment as she tightened the leather straps around my wrists. “It’ll only make it harder.”

  “What the fuck are you doing this for?” I growled.

  “You already know the answer to that, Mitchell,” she said. “Now hold still …”

  I winced with pain as she tightened the straps even further, so that the leather actually dug into my skin. Then she reached over to the nightstand, sliding open a drawer and taking out what looked like a black silk handkerchief. She pulled it over my eyes and then tied it tight at the back of my head.

  And as my vision blacked out, all my other senses heightened. I could hear the creak of the bed springs as Leah climbed off me, then the pad of her feet as she made her way out of the bedroom and down the hall to the door and whoever was waiting there.

  For a moment all I could hear was the sickly thud of my heartbeat and the breath shivering past my lips, followed soon after by the latch of the door and the murmur of voices. Male voices …

  Again I began to thrash and strain against my restraints, so forcefully in fact that I could feel the bed leaping into the air and hear the headboard slamming against the wall. But no matter what I did, the damn straps held firm and tight, and eventually all I could do was fall back onto the bed, spent and frustrated, my body trembling with impotent rage.

  Yet even during the absolute peak of my anger and humiliation, one telltale fact remained: my cock had stayed rock hard this whole time, throbbing and aching within the tight white confines of my panties.

  Just then I heard the door to the bedroom opening and my stomach lurched afresh, my heart leaping into my throat as it sounded like more than one person entered the room.

  “Gentlemen?” Leah’s voice teased. “This little slut’s name is Becky. Say hello, Becky!”

  I felt my face reddening with shame, but I knew there was nothing I coul
d do but to comply with her fucked up demands, because the more I fought it, the longer this would go on for, and the more chance there was that my dirty secret would be exposed to the world.

  Yes, I realized, the best thing to do was to comply, to submit, and hope that soon this would all be over ...

  “Hi,” I whispered pathetically, my voice trembling, and in response I heard the sound of male laughter.

  “She's pretty, isn’t she?” Lee continued and again the guys all murmured in agreement. It sounded like there could have been two, maybe three, maybe even four of them.

  The room felt charged with energy. I could smell the faint scent of cigarette smoke and hear the creak of leather, along with the pad of Lee's feet as she came this way, and then a moment later the creak of the bed springs.

  “You can tell she's a kinky little slut,” Lee chuckled. “Look, her clitty’s stayed hard this whole time!”

  I gasped as I felt her slender fingers reaching into my panties, tugging them roughly down just enough to expose my throbbing cock to the strangers.

  “You wanna know something else about her?” Lee continued. “Her pussy tastes sooo good ...”

  I let out another moan of surprise as felt strap of my thong being pulled out roughly from my butt cheeks. And a moment later I shivered as the silky strands of Lee's long blonde hair danced against the sensitive skin of the insides of my thighs, before her fingers pried my ass cheeks wide apart.

  Despite my utter shame and humiliation I found myself arching my back and spreading my thighs yet wider, in order to grant her better access as she hungrily drove her face right between my legs, her tongue once more lapping and teasing at my tight little butthole, causing me to let out an involuntary moan of pleasure.

  “Sweet as honey,” Leah exclaimed. “Does anyone else want a taste?”

  I heard a fresh murmur of agreement, my body spiking with fear and shame, but mingled in with horniness too as I felt another body climbing up onto the bed to join Leah, the springs creaking once more and then big, hot hands taking hold of my butt, prying it even wider apart as what felt like a longer, rougher tongue than Leah’s began to lap at my ass and my taint before sucking first one then the other of my smooth round balls into their mouth, the stranger letting out a gruff moan of pleasure, his hot breath dancing against my butt hole and the prickle of his stubble grazing the tender skin of my ass and inner thighs as he went to town on my ass.

  Meanwhile I felt the heat and weight of yet another body near my face. I wasn't even sure whose it was, but when I felt Leah's hand take hold of my head and ease it to one side and then the familiar silk of her cock head brushing against my lips, I opened my mouth wide in a slutty groan of pleasure, as her now-familiar cock slid deep into my mouth while I felt another hungry mouth enveloping my cock head at the exact same time.

  My body quaked with pure pleasure, my mouth crammed full of hot hard meat while my own dick was being worshipped by a total stranger. I felt lost in slutty sensation, groaning and moaning around Leah’s shaft, desperate for her to fill my mouth once more with her creamy, salty load.

  But instead she pulled her dick away from my lips, leaving me gasping and groaning, begging for more, offering my tongue out to her, desperate for her to flood my mouth with cum.

  “See, boys?” Leah laughed. “She’s a real cum slut. Aren’t you Becky?” she added, taking hold of my face so hard I could feel her long nails digging into my cheeks.

  “Yes,” I moaned. “Yes, I am. Please, Leah. Please just give it to me ...”

  I was beyond shame by this point, knowing deep down that it was true; that I would do anything for anther taste of her creamy load - even beg.

  But instead of giving me what I craved, she spat noisily into my mouth and then her hand moved to my blindfold, pulling it roughly away. And as my eyes adjusted once more to the brightness of the room, my stomach lurched in a fresh pang of shock as I took in the familiar male faces staring down at me …

  8

  Sure enough it was those very same faggots from the bar. I stared at them one by one in stunned disbelief: the redhead, the blonde dude and the black guy, all three of them staring down at me with knowing grins etched on their faces like they could see right to the core of me.

  And in that moment my humiliation was complete, because they saw me for what I really was: a sissy cum slut who craved total humiliation ...

  “Becky, meet Brad, Alex and Taylor,” Leah teased, gesturing to them one by one as she spoke, before adding, “Oh, wait, have you guys met before?”

  At her words, the trio erupted into laughter, and even then, at the height of my shame, my cock remained rock hard, weeping clear globs of pre-cum, desperate for release.

  “So whaddaya think boys?” Leah announced, striding over to the nightstand and snatching up the bottle of lube. “Think I should be the one to take Becky's cherry?”

  I watched on, frozen in shock as Leah hitched up the hem of her dress and then, casual as anything, pulled her hard thick cock from her panties once again, squirting a dollop of lube into her hand and then jacking it up and down her glistening shaft. “Because I have a suspicion that pussy is as tight as it is sweet ...”

  The guys all nodded and grinned, watching on as Lee strode toward me, climbing once more onto the bed. I trembled beneath her, gazing down in a mixture of horror and anticipation as she worked yet another glob of lube into my tight ass, then positioned herself between my thighs so that the head of her cock was aimed right between my cheeks.

  She rocked her hips and I groaned as I felt her ease the first hot hard inch of herself inside me, her eyes locking with mine. I let out another girly slutty moan, my body quaking with pure sensation, as Leah inched yet more of her thick, hot rod into my ass.

  “I think she likes it, boys!” she chuckled.

  Then she slid another thick, throbbing inch deep into my hole, this time causing me to cry out again as a jolt of pain mixed in with the pleasure.

  I'd never felt anything like this before: to feel so filled, to feel so passive, so girly and slutty, laying there on my back as Leah took my ass, not even caring whether or not she was hurting me as she drove the rest or her hot hard meat inside me, sinking her huge cock roughly right to the hilt in my ass, so that I could actually feel her big low slung balls slapping against my skin.

  And as I let out yet another girly moan, Lee said, “C’mon, boys! Why don’t you give Becky something to keep her mouth occupied?” while I writhed beneath her, grinding my ass desperately against her cock.

  I felt so utterly turned on and beyond shame now, my body trembling as the guys quickly surrounded me, unbuckling their pants and pulling out their cocks one by one.

  I gazed from one dick to another, feeling like a kid in a candy store, looking first to Taylor’s nine inches of glistening black meat, then to Alex’s smooth pink cock nestled in its crop of wiry red hair and its juicy mushroom head just begging to be sucked on, then to Brad’s thick curved meat and huge smooth balls, his cock the same color as the rest of his tanned, golden skin.

  The guys all began slapping their big dicks noisily against my face, and before I even knew what I was doing I found myself trying to cram them all into my hungry mouth at once, turning first from one guy to another in a slutty fever, bathing their hot musky cocks and big hairy balls with my tongue, sucking each of their juicy cocks deep into my mouth in turn, sometimes two at once.

  “That's it, slut,” Taylor growled, as he began to fuck my face in earnest with his hot black meat, “take it deep.” Meanwhile Leah was pounding my ass hard, thrusting her own thick rod deep inside me.

  And as they took me from either end, despite the fact I hadn't even touched my cock, to my shame and surprise I felt an orgasm rushing up inside me.

  What the fuck?!

  I moaned and quivered, my eyes flashing open and gazing down between my legs, sure enough taking in the sight of my hard purple cock straining at my panties, ready to blow.

  “
Oh my god, boys!” Leah gasped, drawing their attention to the situation that was happening between my thighs. “It looks like Becky truly is a sissy slut, after all. She’s about to have a sissygasm!”

  Sure enough, just as the words fell from her lips, my cock erupted like fountain, spattering hot white cum onto my tensed abs and soaking my panties, while all the guys cheered and laughed, high fiving each other.

  Just then, Leah pulled her glistening cock from my quivering ass and came to join the guys by my face, all of them jacking off around me in a circle, the waves of heat from their dicks bathing my face as I moaned and groaned beneath them, still riding out the last delicious sensations of my orgasm.

  “Taste yourself,” Leah murmured, offering her glistening dick towards me. “Taste your ass, Becky ...” And I sucked at her cock eagerly, my mouth quickly filling with the musky sweetness of my own butt.

  Just then I felt another hand turning my head to one side and I looked up to see that it was Taylor, frantically jacking his big black cock. He let out a moan and then I felt the hot, wet force of his cum splashing hard across my face.

  Barely moments after he'd come, I felt yet more of it, this time from either Brad or Alex – I didn’t have time to see which — before the sticky load spattered right across my eyes, cause me to quickly close them tight.

  I’d heard plenty of times from chicks that it was painful to get cum in your eyes, so I kept them firmly closed, my other senses again heightening. I could hear the slap of meat as the remaining two jacked their cocks either side of my face, and I could hear the tense sigh of their breath and my own panting as I waited for their cum, my tongue extended like a good little slut ...

  “That’s it,” Leah growled through gritted teeth, “hold it ... just .... like ... that.”