Sissy boy, where are you?!
I love a good sissy boy sex story and I have a bit of a soft spot for little sissies. Sure, they can’t fuck me like at all… but I sure can fuck them but their little, tight boy pussies. Or a bussy as I like to call them!
Are you ready to really be the sissy boy you’ve always wanted to be? Well, come with me, and let’s take a little ride to pound town. I know you’ll love it there!
Come now, sissies, let’s play.
You have been dressing in girl’s panties and bras for years and years and no one has ever caught you. And you continue to go on dates with girls and fantasize about a big ol’ cock pounding your tight little asshole. And you meet me at a bar one night and you ask me on a date. I reluctantly agree to go on a date and you and I exchange numbers.
The weekend comes around and you decide to ask me on a spur of the moment date. I tell you sure, why not and you get dressed up, with some pink panties underneath. You don’t think you’ll get lucky at all so you just want to feel pretty under all your clothes. You’re such a silly sissy boy!
You pick me up and we have a date.
Not a great one or a bad one just… a date. And at the end of the night, I invite you back to my place to talk more. You decline but I insist and you finally agree to come with me.
You are just a little sissy boy with no intent to fuck me. And I know it but I don’t say anything to you. I just invite you over… and then we start making out. You can tell I’m getting bored of kissing you and just pull away. You ask “Am… am I doing something wrong?”
I tell you “Yes. There is just something about you that I can’t quite put my finger on. And I just know you’re hiding something about you.” You, not having any sissy boy sex stories, gulp and say “I… I’m sorry.” I laugh and tell you to take off your pants.
You act as though you have never heard someone say that to you before, sissy.
And ask me again what I want. I tell you again to take off your pants. And you start to take them off and quickly remember you’re wearing panties and try and pull them down with your pants and crumple them all up but I catch a glimpse of pink. I reach for your pants and pull them from you.
And then I laugh because I know your secret. “You’re a sissy boy!” I laugh some more and pull out the pair of pink panties and fling them at you, “I knew something that up with you. Hahahaha! Well, since you’re here we might as well do something about your sick little sissy boy fantasies.”
You look at me questioningly and I say “Knees. Now!” Then you immediately fall to your knees and I bring something out of my dresser. It’s a big, black 8-inch strap-on. Your mouth opens wide as I put it on. I say “Exactly. Now… suck.”
I put the dildo into your mouth and make you suck it until is slobbery and wet making you my sissy boy.
I then make you put your panties back on and I pull them to the side. Then I spank your ass and tell you to put your ass up in the air. You look very scared as I look at you in the mirror while I slip the dildo into your ass. I could definitely tell that you have been practicing on your own time.
You moan and bite your lip as I start to pound your tight sissy ass. No one has ever done this to you… pegging your bussy. You’ve only imagined a man fucking you or a girl with a huge strap. And you moan louder at the thought of a man fucking you up the ass.
I yell “Yes, bitch! Take it up your tight little bussy!” And you cum on my floor. Then I make you lick up every drop before kicking you out in your panties and you drive home, happy that you got yourself a nice sissy boy sex story.
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