Adult Video Whoring!

I go to a lot of different adult video stores, just to expand my territory. I can usually tell pretty quickly if a place is worthless. I've got like 5 or 6 places that I go to on a regular basis. I'm looking for places where they don't give a shit what goes on back in the video arcade.
I was there last night. As usual I took off all my clothes and went nude in just high heels. I had my hair teased up and sprayed, and some red lipstick. I was way in the back, just standing there like a prostitute, leaning up against the wall, one leg out in front of me as I pretended to be texting, and this guy came up to me. "That's pretty cool," he said. "You just stand there naked?"
"Yeah," I said, looking up. "I give guys blow jobs, too."
"Really? You suck guys off? Where - right here in the corridor?"
"Sometimes, if there aren't too many people in the arcade, but usually I do it in the booths because most guy want the privacy. And if they want they can fuck me. I even eat out men's asses. I drink piss, too."
He looked at me. He reached out and fingered my tits. "So you just spread it and let guys fuck you in the ass right here? That's pretty cool."
We talked for a few minutes, and then he said, "So if I took my pants down, you'd eat out my ass right now?"
"Sure," I said. "I'd love to." He turned and dropped his shorts and spread his buttocks. I got down on my knees and lowered my face into the cleft of his ass, and began eating him out. He was making noises and I could tell he was really enjoying getting his anus eaten out. And when I eat a man's ass I like to also plant hot wet kisses - not only on the anus itself, but all over his hairy buttocks. I'm a true ass kissing bitch.
Anyway, I ate him out for about 10 minutes before he stood and pulled his shorts up. "Wow, that was great," he said.
I smiled. "Than you," I said. "Want me to suck your cock, too?"
"Maybe later," he smiled, zipping up his fly.
"Ok," I said. "Just come back when you're ready to leave, and you can cum in my mouth."
"Sounds good," he said. "I'll do that."
"Yeah," I said. "No sense wasting it on the floor when you can dump it in my mouth."
Sure enough, about an hour later he was back for the blow job I'd promised him. He came up to me and took his hard dick out of his shorts. I got down on my knees, right there in the open. He handed me some Burger King napkins. "Wipe that lipstick off," he said. I wiped the lipstick off and got down and began sucking his cock. I sucked him good, licking his nuts and cock. He kept calling me his suck bitch, and he told me he'd slap the shit out of me if i spilt any of his cum. "Swallow it all," he said. "Don't spill a drop of that on my shorts, or your ass is gonna get beat."

After a few minutes he began making loud noises and I could tell he was about to cum. And when he did I made sure I swallowed every last drop. I mean, I didn't really mind if he beat my ass, but I was really cum hungry. When he was pulling his shorts back up I asked him if he wanted to take a piss in my mouth. He shook his head. "Nope, I'm good," he said. "Maybe next time."
ANY time, baby," I told him.
I was checking out this one shemale site called Shemale Scandal, & I had to laugh when I saw the logo: it had cartoon of what looked like a woman in a short dress and high heels, but with a dick hanging out from beneath the hem. "She" is on the street and a guy in a truck is trying to pick "her" up. The truck has a sticker in the rear window that reads: "I love my wife."
Isn't that sooo typical! If I had a nickel for every married guy I've had sex with, I'd be a millionaire. I mean, I'm not hating on these men - far from it - if anything I'd be hating on their wives! Those bitches are soo pathetic! If they only knew that the reason their men look for sex with a ladyboy is because they (the wives) are either lacking in femininity, and/or sexual passion and skill. Usually it's a combination of both. Most of these skanks don't want to suck cock, and if they do suck cock it's usually a lackluster performance; they're doing it because they feel they have to. You know, when a sissy sucks cock, "she" does it with "her" heart and soul. A sissy will worship your cock!
When I'm in a booth with a man, I like to give him what I call an "ass wink". I do it just before he works his erect cock into my anus, when he's got both large hands spreading my buttocks apart, so he can get a close look at my pink - that's when I bear down, like my ex wife taught me by demonstrating with her vagina. it turns men on! Then, when he's balls deep in my ass, I bear down with my strong ass muscles and choke his cock until he grunts in pleasure.
Usually I can tell when a man is about to cum, and if I can catch him on the last down stroke - when he's balls deep - I'll choke down hard on the base of his cock, and I can actually stop him from cumming by strangling his cock. And then suddenly I'll relax and he'll shoot so hard I can feel it in my bowels. How many real women do you know who will do that? Or can do that, for that matter. Then, after he pulls his dick out all nasty, I'll drop to my knees and suck and lick his dick whistle clean!
The reason men like sissies like me is because we sex men like the girls in the porno movies do. God... I fuckin' love being a fuckin' cock sucker!

Married men love to see me in an adult bookstore preview booth. I love it when I'm on my knees naked - wearing nothing but a pair of high heels and red lipstick - and I'm sucking some hunk's hard cock and balls and I can see his wedding ring glinting in the dim light. I always laugh inside, and I feel soo proud that I'm a sexier bitch than his wife! And when he cums I drink all of his cum juice...and it always tastes sooo fuckin good!

Some men like to get completely naked with me and some like to kick back in the chair while I service them completely. I mean, I do complete service: lick and suck their toes and feet, massage and kiss all over their naked body, sniff and lick their armpits, have them raise their legs while i eat out their anus and suck their cock. Then usually they want to fuck me in the ass. My favorite position is my legs up on a man's big shoulders, so he get up in me balls deep. But most men like to stand me up against the wall and fuck me like that. And usually they pull out and nut all over my face. It is just sooo fuckin' humiliating to have a guy walk out of the booth, leave the door wide open, and anyone who walks by can see me on my knees naked, my face literally dripping with semen! I feel like a total WHORE! It reinforces the loss of my masculinity at the hands of a real man.

I like it when guys call me names and get physically abusive, too. Guys who have been in the joint usually do that as soon as they see me. they know what I am and they treat me like the sissy I am. They'll pinch my tits, slap my face, and call me every nasty name they can think of. Nothing gets me hotter than a really abusive man. Sometimes I even ask men to slap me around. Most regular guys won't do it, but guys who have done time almost always do it. Because in the joint, that's just the way you treat a bitch.

I feel great when i go home and my tits are black and blue. And it's not like I can take pain either. I'm a total baby when it comes to pain, that's why I don't know why I crave it so much from a big domineering man. It doesn't take much to make me squeal and writhe in pain. But in spite of that I always hope a man will hurt me in the booth - not too much, but enough to make some marks - even a black eye or fat lip. And I love it when a guy will take a piss in my mouth. It just feels so SEXY to get an ass whipping from a real man before he fucks me and nuts on my face!
Another thing that I like is when a guy doesn't lock the door. That way anyone can open the door and look in. Sometimes I even leave the door myself sometimes, because I just think it's SO fuckin' HOT when I'm giving a blowjob and the door opens and whoever's out there will watch.

Filipina Says: My American Husband Is A SISSY!

I was born male, but both physically and emotionally I was more female. I went out of my way to - just barely - avoid being regarded as a sissy by my peers growing up. But after I hit puberty I never really developed the physical characteristics associated with manliness. By age 18 I had reached my full height of 5',5", and was small boned and delicately built. My jaw, for example, remained small and heart shaped, and I developed breasts. I first experimented with cross dressing at that time. Then, the worst thing I could imagine was being a "queer." I masturbated constantly, but assured myself that I must be straight because I was so turned on by the gorgeous naked women in the magazines I used as visual aids. Of course now I realize that I was actually Identifying with these women.

One afternoon, when I was 18 and my mom was at work, I wandered into her room and began rummaging through her dresser - her underwear drawer in particular. She had an array of lacy and string bikini panties. Impulsively - I was naked and was beating off - I put on a pair of black string panties. Almost without thinking, like I was being guided by an invisible hand, I applied some of her red lipstick to my pouty lips, and looked in the mirror. I was shocked; instead of seeing the plain little boy I was used to seeing, there was a sexy looking woman! A thrill ran through my entire body as I slipped into a pair of her high heeled pumps, and I walked to the full length mirror to view myself. I ran my fingers through my thick blonde hair, teasing it up, and what I saw made me shoot a load all over the mirror.

From that day on I was hooked. I would wear her lacy silky underwear, shoes and lipstick all the time she was at work, and jerk off several times. And I never had a learning curve walking in heels; I was a natural, and never stumbled or had my ankles turn in. Thing is, the minute I'd shoot my load, I'd be disgusted with myself, and make excuses why I had done what I had done.

During high school I never had a girlfriend. I was extremely shy around girls, none of whom ever really showed an interest in me anyway, due to my plain boyish appearance. I met my wife online through an Asian dating site. Her name was Daniella and she was really gorgeous, a real girlie-girl. I knew I could never get a wife like that in America, but girls from the Philippines wanted to come to the U.S. and would pretty much marry anyone to do it. After a year I was able to bring Danni to the U.S. and we were married.

It was Danni who cherried me. She on the other hand had led a very active sex life from the time she was young. She was surprised that I was nervous and actually reluctant to have sex with her, and gave me a really strange look. She began talking about living as brother and sister. But after our first fuck, all that went away. Soon we were fucking all the time. I was 23, and she was 20. But my problem was, every time we fucked, I was fantasizing about being a woman in bed with a man!

Within a few months my true nature began to leak out and Daniella began questioning me about my sexuality. At first I feigned outrage, but when we were in bed, having sex, I grew weak, and began confessing bit by bit, some of my fantasies. Danni was supportive and didn't judge me, but she began dressing in revealing clothing and openly flirting with guys when we went out. At first I was angry, but then began urging her to be sexy and tell me about the things guys said to her. If she mentioned a particular guy, I'd probe her about what it was she liked about him - that sort of stuff. When I got laid off from my job, Danni expressed interest in getting a job. She had been a dancer in the Philippines, and one day, when I was looking through the Help Wanted section, I saw a club that was hiring "waitresses." I began getting hard, thinking about Danni doing that. I showed her the ad and she called them. They told her that it was a bikini bar and to be sure and wear high heels to the "audition," as they put it.

The place was called the "Ace of Spades, and they gave her the address and an appointment for 2 p.m. that day. After she left I beat off to internet porn until she called. She had been hired and they wanted her to start immediately. Long story short, the job was less about waitressing and more about hostessing. The girls were expected to entertain the clientele - sit with them drink with them, encourage them to buy drinks, etc. And after the midnight the place became members only, and I found out that the girls danced nude on the bar, and took men into the bathroom for private sex. It was a whore house. Danni was totally unashamed by this and began bringing home more money than I had ever had in my life. I stopped looking for work, and spent my days masturbating to porn online.

The fact that the Ace of Spades was a black club got me interested in interracial porn, and I soon began fantasizing about being a woman again. I went to Walmart and bought a pair of high heels - red and black 6 inch pumps - and some red lipstick and green eyeshadow. One really scorching July afternoon, around 4 p.m. I decided to go to an adult bookstore to check it out. The route to the adult bookstore took me right past the Ace of Spades. As I drove past I saw a group of gangsta looking black guys out front. when the door opened I heard the loud blast of rap/Hip hop music, and I got a hard on just knowing my wife was inside. I watched as a petite white girl with a shaved head made her way inside. She was wearing a halter top and jeans, and the black guys were howling as she went inside.

The adult bookstore was about half a mile down the street from the Ace of Spades. I bought 5 bucks worth of coupons and went into the arcade in the back of the store. It was very dark, lit only by red dim bulbs, and it was a long corridor lined with private video booths. as the corridor went on, you could either go left or right. There were a couple of men hanging around in the dark corners, smoking cigarettes, despite the No Smoking signs. I got a booth and went in, locking the door behind me. I was wearing flip flops, shorts and a tank top. When I masturbate I always do it nude. So I quickly undressed and began watching some interracial porn. After a while something caught my eye; it was a hard cock sticking through a hole that had been cut out in the wall of the booth. I didn't hesitate, I knelt on the floor and began sucking that cock. I heard a groan and felt the hot splash of liquid and the taste of fresh semen. It was so weird and strange, but I swallowed it all. I got back on the bench - I was so HOT after sucking that cock - that I jerked off and shot cum all over the place! Once I came I was so embarrassed and ashamed! I quickly dressed, ignoring that another cock was sticking through the hole, and almost ran out of the store. I got outside and the bright sunlight and stifling temperatures hit me. I drove home, past the Ace of Spades, my head reeling with conflicting emotion. I had sucked a fuckin' COCK! what the fuck was WRONG with me??

When I got home I couldn't stop thinking about what I had done; I was a queer - a faggot. I was so disgusted with myself. But then I found myself in bed, my laptop showing porn - a sexy white girl taking care of a hot black man - and I had a hard on again. I jerked off for about 15 minutes and I realized that I was going back to the adult arcade. I hurriedly dressed and within a half hour, I found myself naked in the same booth, this time prepared and desiring for what was to happen. By now it was almost 6 pm and there were a lot more men in the arcade. This place was located in a very seedy, ghetto part of the city, and there were a lot of blacks there. I heard a noise and looked at the hole. I could see someone looking at me. I pretended not to notice, but seconds later the doorknob on my booth wiggled, followed by a knock. I reached over and unlocked the door. It cracked and I saw an older black man wearing a suit looking at me. I was nervous and just kept watching the porn.

He stepped in, closing and locking the door behind him. I was sitting on the bench, completely nude as he stood in front of me, massaging the lump in his pants. I reached over with my small hand and squeezed his bulge. I unzipped his pants and reached in and pulled his hard on out. I got down on my knees and tasted it, then put it all in my mouth. He unbuckled his pants, allowing them to drop to the floor. He was wearing boxer shorts, and I pulled them down and began giving him a hot slobby knob job, feeling up his iron hard thighs, lowering my head to suck on his balls. As he got more horny he got a little rough and took my ears in his hands and began fucking my head violently. Suddenly his legs began to tremble and he shouted out, emptying his load into my mouth - LOTS of cum! I had to struggle to swallow it all! He pulled up his pants and quickly walked out of the booth without so much as a word. I stayed until past midnight, sucking so many cocks. I had a couple of men who were trying to fuck me, but I was afraid of that, so it would have to wait.

The next week I bought a tube of Anal-Eze, which is a lube with a topical anesthesia in it. I was determined to get fucked in the ass! Believe it or not, my first fuck was a black guy with dreadlocks - and a 10 inch COCK! As I was blowing him I asked him if he wanted to fuck me. He said he only wanted a blow job, but I was persistent, and I kept begging him to do it. He told me he'd do it, but once he began he wouldn't stop. He said I had better be sure. I was scared, but I promised him I'd take it all until he came. He had me lay back on the bench and he raised my skinny legs up over his buff shoulders and I felt his dick at my ass hole. He had me pinned down with his weight, so I couldn't really move, and he began pushing it in. I began to panic, and tried to move but I couldn't, and I cried as it broke into my cherry anus and slid into me. Because of the Anal-Eze, the initial entrance wasn't too painful, and once it was in it began to feel divine! He fucked me for a minute then came into my asshole. I was in heaven. Now I was no longer afraid to do anything! I began to spend all of my nights in the arcade, and while I was giving blowjobs and getting fucked, about a half a mile away, so was my pretty little Filipina wife! And that's how my life as an adult bookstore sissy began. In a matter of weeks I began wearing high heels and lipstick.

My Life In High Heels:Keven's Story, Part One

      To look at me now, standing next to a booth in the adult arcade, My blonde hair teased up high, wearing hot pink lipstick, a 2 piece black string bikini covering my female looking body, and a pair of sexy high heels, you would never guess that I was once a guy who was married to a very sexy Filipina girlie-girl.
      
I met Danni when I was 24. We corresponded online for a year before I was able to get all the paperwork together for us to get married and for me to bring her to the U.S. She was always very upfront with me, right from the beginning. She told me that she was a dancer in a nightclub, and that she did nude modeling, and had been leading an active sex life since she was really young. She said that she wanted me to know what I was getting into before we got too deep into a relationship. She even told me that she was currently in a relationship with a Filipino guy, but that she would end it when she left to come to the U.S. I didn’t care; all I knew was that she was extremely hot and sexy – something that a little geek like me could show off.
   
Her name was Daniella, but had always used the name Dannie. To give you an idea what she looks like, she looks very much like the porn star Lucy Thai. They could almost be twins. Danni’s 5’,1”, and has long black, silky hair. One of her best features are her long sexy legs,and she loves to show them off by almost always wearing shorts or short skirts and dresses.

      

When we got married and she came to the U.S. everything was great. We had a crazy hot sex life; I mean, that girl LOVES to fuck! We fucked so much back then that my dick was raw. I actually began to think that maybe I was a real man after all – that’s how a girl like Danni is, they make any man feel more like a man. But as time went on, I began to ask her about her past, you know, about her work in the club, her modeling, even about her past sexual relationships. I always did this when we were having sex, because otherwise I would get so jealous I could - well I could just SCREAM! Once I came and sex was over, and she continued to talk about her past I would get really pissed off and we’d end up fighting. But the very next time we were in bed, I start probing again, because, the fact is, hearing about her sex life got me really horny!

      
And that’s how I learned that she had made a living as a prostitute in the club where she danced. The girls there did naked lap dancing, and they had private booths for the girls to go with their "clients" - that's what the Filipina girls call their tricks - "clients" - if the guy wanted more than just a lap dance. I also found out that her “modeling” was more than just posing for nude pictures; she posed with men, and also had made sex videos in Manila. She was very matter of fact about all of this, like it was the most natural thing in the world.

And it was, for her. She had no shame at all about what she was. She told me that she first began having sex when she was 12. Her mom had a live in boyfriend who molested her. He liked to finger her vagina and get her juicy, then she would blow him.But she told me the fact was, it was her that had tempted the man. She had waited until her mom was at work at the night shift in a sweatshop, and then had purposely flirted with him. One night she came from the shower with only a towel wrapped around her and she was flirting with him, and she sat on his lap in a playful manner. He kept telling her to get off, but she felt his boner under her ass, so she loosened the towel and let it drop. Next thing he knew she was sucking his cock right there in the kitchen. After that she blew him every night until one morning her mom came home and caught them in bed together naked. Her mom was furious and was then just a jealous woman fighting with another bitch over a man! She kicked Danni out. So she moved in with the family of a girl she went to school with. When she was 14 she got hired at a nightclub and never looked back.

      

After we were married for a year, Danni began to joke about me being gay. When I’d get mad, she’d laugh and say, “I’m only joking!” I remember she always used to squeeze my breasts, which were quite prominent, and say, “Wow, sweetie, nice development!” And then she'd laugh.

      
My feminine breasts had been a source of embarrassment for me ever since middle school, when we had to take showers after P.E. Once I matured, my body was basically a very feminine one. I have never had any body hair to speak of, other than my pubic hair, and many times my mom told me, “That ass does NOT belong on a guy!”
   
As far as my sexual orientation went, I began masturbating every chance I got after going through puberty. So far, so good – right? Not so fast. As I said, where the boys I had grown up with now began to look more like young men, that was definitely not the case with me. I would look at myself in the full-length mirror, and basically see a girl, a girl with a small penis. It was around that time that I was doing that and masturbating, when the idea came into my head to put on some of my mom’s lipstick. I did it and got so horny! So the next logical thing for me then was to step into a pair of her high heels. Then I checked myself out in the mirror and almost popped a load just by looking. Because what I saw was not some little pimple faced geek, but a hot, sexy woman! Once I came, however, I was filled with embarrassment and self-loathing. Maybe I WAS a queer!
      
The one thing you did not want to be perceived as when I was growing up was to be a queer. Queers were disgusting weirdos that everyone hated. So I would console myself by rationalizing that I was horny over my own image because I looked like a girl, therefore I like girls! Talk about convoluted logic, huh? The fact is, seeing myself as female was what was really turning me on. But I wasn’t readyto accept that then. So I began about 5 years of trying to fool myself.
      
Blondie boy Keven had been hanging around with a bunch of kids who were a little on the wild side. He caught the eye of an older man in his 40s named Jay, who was known to buy booze for the teenagers in town. Jay was a light skinned African-American man in his early 40s. He lived in an apartment over the laundromat. He often had parties at his pad. Keven caught Jay looking at him all the time. One afternoon, when Keven had a little too much to drink, Jay had told the guys to just let Keven sleep it off over there. Later that night, Jay raped him.

      

Keven woke up with a completely naked muscleman Jay on top of him. To make it worse, Jay had stripped him completely nude when he was passed out.  Now Jay was kissing all over Keven's nude body, nuzzling on his neck and nibbling on his ears. He could feel Jay’s hardon against his belly. It was big – and really hard!

      

Well, they ended up making love. Not fucking or anything, not even a blow job, just making love – kissing and cuddling. Jay told Keven that he knew he was a sissy the moment he laid eyes on him. At first Keven was embarrassed and tried to deny it. But Jay brought out some high heels and lipstick and urged Keven try it on. After that Keven began spending all his free time at Jay’s, and, at Jay's suggestion, referring to himself as, "Keven-Jeanne."

      

Sexy, rebellious sissy boy, Keven-Jeanne, sitting in front of the dresser, in just a pair of high heels, a lacy black silk Frederick’s of Hollywood shorty robe, and red lipstick, and applying mascara as an admiring Jay watches. Keven-Jeanne takes a hairbrush and comb and brushes and teases up his blonde hair, spraying it with LOTS of hairspray! His silky legs are crossed provocatively. He and Jay had just finished making love again, and Keven-Jeanne was beginning to feel what so many teenage girls had felt – the first flushes of his power as a woman. In the mirror Keven-Jeanne can see Jay staring at him. OMG! He has a big hardon! Already?? Keven-Jeanne smirks at Jay and continues applying mascara to his long lashes, as he feels his own clit getting hard. He reaches back, his little girlish fingers grabbing the bulge in Jay's silk boxers - "Oh MY!" he simpers, giggling. He and Jay have been a couple for over 2 months now, and everyone says that they make a really cute couple! Keven-Jeanne has completely come out of the closet and has assumed a female persona and identity.

      
After Jay turned me out and convinced me to move in with him, we moved to San Francisco, away from my mom and the kids I used to hang out with. Jay didn’t want me dressing or behaving in anyway like a guy anymore, and he felt that the guys I used to hang out with might influence me not to be a girl. He didn’t have to worry; once the guys found out what was going on between Jay and me, they were disgusted and wanted nothing to do with me. If anything they would have beat my ass if they had caught me alone. They made a big thing of hating on “queers,” as they called gay people. They ridiculed them and threatened them. I remember the summer before I got turned out; we all went to the city to go “queer hunting.” Basically that meant riding around the gay areas and harassing the queers. There was one well-known area where the sissy boys – the ones who dressed and acted feminine – hung out, looking for tricks. We drove through there one hot July evening just before dark, and the place was crawling with queers. They were wearing dresses, skirts, high heels, and mincing around like they were women. I remember one of them calling out to us, “Hey, honey, come back! I will choke you!” I remember feeling so much disgust and revulsion. But later, home alone in my bed, I jerked off thinking about that queer. Little did I know that one day, I would be out there – a queer myself – calling out to men in cars, just like them.
      

The cute Caucasian teenie cocked his buttocks up on the bed at a seedy motel. He was lying face down on the bed, completely naked, and he was trying to get his boyfriend's attention by wiggling his feminine nalgas! He felt Jay's big hand cupping his buttocks and he smiled to himself. He was spread and he knew that Jay had a good view of everything! He gave his lover a sexy anus wink! He laughed silently when he heard Jay's deep voice groan in response, and caught his breath when he felt Jay's thick finger in his ass hole. Jay got on the bed, covering his sissy with his own big body. Keven-Jeanne shivered when he felt a kiss on the back of his neck, and the feel of Jay's hard muscles on top of him.

      

The big Negro lay on top of his white sissy and wrapped his big muscles around him. Keven-Jeanne could feel Jay's big hardon pressed on his buttocks. He knew that he was about to get fuck. Jay rose up and mounted the cute young blonde sissy, his hardon at the mouth of Keven-Jeanne's naked anus. Keven- Jeanne wiggled his hips and caught his breath as the plum sized head of Jay's hard black cock pushed into his greasy anus. The sissy whimpered as the big black hardon worked slowly up inside of him - until Jay was inside, his hairy black nuts resting on Keven-Jeanne's smooth white buttocks. Then Jay began to fuck his Caucasian puta, slowly at first but then with increasing ardor until he was slamming - flesh slapping against flesh - the headboard pounding against the wall, accompanied by the sissy's shrill screams. Suddenly the big Negro tensed and shouted out in a loud voice as he nutted in Keven-Jeanne’s bare rectum, filling the little faggot's guts with his seed.

      

Later, Keven-Jeanne sat at the dressing table, teasing up his blonde hair, using LOTS of hairspray. He applied some fresh red lipstick to his full, pouty lips, his eyes colored with green eye shadow. He was excited because Jay told him that he could make them a lot of money whoring in the booths at the adult bookstore next door, and also up on the road above where hoes strolled and the truckers parked.

      

When Keven-Jeanne decided to come out of the closet 2 months ago, he never dreamed that he would be a woman and a whore. But here he was, in high heels and butt baring short shorts, selling his faggot ass to horny men, and giving the money he made to his black boyfriend - his pimp - his buggaron! Keven-Jeanne would be out whoring until 4 a.m. Then Jay would pick him up and take him back to the cheap motel. They would fuck, go to sleep in each other's arms, and start the whole thing over with a hot fuck in the morning.

Keven-Jeanne loved waking up with Jay's big hardon poking his ass, hawt to fuck! Keven-Jeanne would roll over; open his mouth to take his Negro’s kiss.
     
Then Jay went back to prison and I was able to get away from him and I tried to resume my life as a guy. By then I was 19, and once Jay was gone I gathered up all my girl stuff, my make up, dresses,skirts, high heels – all of it – and threw it in a dumpster. And, except for a few slip ups where I found myself sucking some man’s dick in an adult bookstore, I played it pretty much straight. And that’s when I saw Danni online and we began our correspondence. 

BLACK LIVES MATTER!

Last night was sooo sexy! I blew TWELVE MEN! I went to the adult arcade. I wore my high heels, string panties, and cut off t-shirt. I saw that Latina sissy - Maria. She told me I look sexy. I drank the cum of TWELVE MEN! There was a glory hole. I blew one guy, who wanted to come over. He did and I ate his asshole, sucked on his hairy chest, then took his load. When he told me to eat his ass I asked him if it was clean. He said, "I don't know. Guess you'll have to find out." I got down on my knees, spread his buttocks and sniffed his anus. It had a kind of sweaty, funky smell, and there were a few small pieces of toilet paper stuck there, but I began nibbling and eating his ass hole out. "Is it clean?" he asked me. I paused and said, "It sure is now, honey! He kept telling me to plant kisses on his anus so I did it!

Next a guy came in my booth and I was giving him a bluejab. Suddenly another guy came in and watched as I blew the first guy. After the first guy came in my mouth and I swallowed his cum juice, the other guy put a rubber on his cock and had me blow him until he came. He had really big strong legs, and girls - you KNOW how much this little sissy LOOOVE runnin' her fruity little hands over a pair of big - strong - LEGS!! After he left I drank his cum out of the condom.

Then Bak showed up - my big Negro mastah - he wanted to see how much money I had made him. Then after he left a guy stuck his boner through the glory hole and I blew him until he came in my mouth!! When i was with Bak it was SO HAWT! We were both naked and I was standing in front of him while he sucked on my tits and cupped my bare buttocks in his big black hands! I was going nuts, babbling about how he was my black mastah, and that he owned me, that I was his slave - his white sissy! Then I knelt on the floor and sucked his cock til he came in my horny ba-ba! He was groaning in a loud, deep Negro voice as I pleasured him with my pouty mouth. I cant WAIT to see my handsome nigga again on Friday! I want to pleasure him again!

Ilove being in the dimly lit men's toilet in the arcade on my knees nude with a bunch of big hairy sweaty men, and them slapping my face with their big hairy Johnsons. One guy approached me and told me to feel his cock through his athletic shorts. His huge dick was bone hard and tenting his shorts. I squeezed that boner with my hand and asked if I could suck him off. He told me ok, but that he had a piss hardon - which he explained meant that after he cums he has to urinate almost immediately. He told me I could blow him if we went some where where there was a toilet bowl. I told him that I was a toilet and that I would swallow his cum and piss. He was reluctant, because he said he didn't want to get piss on everything. But I promised him that I would get every drop of his sweet piss and swallow it all.

We went to a corner near the urinals and I stripped totally naked to just high heels. He lowered his shorts and I squatted at his feet and pulled down his undashots, his boner standing straight up! I began sucking his cock and taking his hairy balls into my mouth. I sucked him deep until he groaned loudly and I felt his warm cum juice flooding my mouth. I gobbled it up quickly because I knew he had to piss badly. I was in a naked squat at his feet - like a human urinal, my mouth wide open. He was holding his still hard cock, choking off the flow of urine, his face contorted. Suddenly he relaxed his grip and a stream of hot piss hit the back of my throat. I began taking big gulps of urine in an effort to keep up with the flow. I gulped until I saw the stream slow down and allowed my mouth to fill with warm salty tasting piss, holding it in my mouth like piss in a toilet bowl. He shuddered and shook the last few drops off his dick. He told me not to swallow. He grabbed his cell phone and snapped several close up pics of my piss filled mouth. When he was done I slowly swallowed the urine, savoring every drop, like a toilet bowl flushing. He took some more pics of me kissing the rim of the filthy urinal. After he left I sat on the filthy tile floor applying lipstick and enjoying the aftertaste of sweet human urine. Once I licked a man's piss up off the floor. I got down on my knees and elbows and lowered my face to the floor and began slurping up his piss. You think i got any shame? Well, I DON'T! I don't give a FUCK what anyone thinks.

OMG! I love making out with black men! They have those thick puffy kissable lips! I love being completely naked, pressing my soft white body up against his naked black muscles! Feeling his big arms, running my fruity little hands all over his big strong black arms! Feeling his muscles! Knowing that if I were a real woman I would get pregnant from him! I WISH!

I went to an empty video booth. There was a lot of cum on the floor. So I knelt - both knees in the cum and then rubbed my knees all over the filthy floor, so that my knees had big dirty spots on them. I think that looks SO sexy! Don't you? A whore with dirty knees! A guy came by and he told me he remembered me from before. I squeezed his cock through his jeans and asked if I could blow him, but he said no. I was SO disappointed. Before he left he told me to stand up and spread and show him my vagina, I did it, hoping he'd fuck me but he didn't.

Then another guy did almost the same thing. He was in his 40s and was wearing a shirt and tie. He felt my tits, and I squeezed his dick through his dress slacks. OMG, ladies! His cock was fuckin' HUGE! I mean really big! And SO hard too! It was as thick as a coke can and the head felt like a big plum. I begged him to let me blow him but he wouldn't give it to me.

Next a guy in his 40s came in my booth. His dick was so hard that it was literally tenting his jeans. His cock wasn't that big, about 6 inches and nice and thick and hard! Lots of sexy blue veins! I engulfed his cock and began sucking it throat deep. He groaned. "Can I see you - your body?" he asked. I stood up, naked in just high heels, rotating my hips lewdly. "Oh my God! I'll bet you're good in bed," he said, his breath hot on my bare back.

"I AM!" I simpered. "Lots of men like to fuck me."

He told me to get on my knees. I knelt and received his flesh into my mouth, throating it deeply. He groaned in naked pleasure and ejaculated a thick load of semen into my cum starved mouth. I savored the taste of his warm ejaculate and swallowed it slowly.

My next trick was a fat, bald guy in his 50s. I asked him if I could service him and he granted my request. His cock was average but really hard! As I got on my knees I saw on the video there was a beautiful blonde girl on her knees drinking a black man's cum into her puta mouth. I said, "Oh look, isn't that sexy?" The trick asked me if I swallowed - yes! I DO swallow! I got on my knees and blew him until he shot his scum into my cock nibbling mouth, and I swallowed all his juice. Fuckin' QUEER! Cocksucking QUEER!

Next a man with a nice hard dick and a beautiful hairy body! I sucked his cock and balls and ate out his sweaty hairy pie. I begged him to fuck me in the ass but he came in my mouth, lots of sweet cum! I rolled it in my mouth and swallowed it slowly, savoring the tase of his cum juice! I also masturbated that tall guy until he came. Get on your knees, you little blonde fuck! I like tough men. I told those guys tonight to pinch my tits hard. "Show me who's boss", I whispered. "Pinch my tits til I'm screaming." and, "I like it rough, honey - I like rough sex! Slap me - I WANT you to." I begged a man to give me a beating. Last night I begged 2 men to fuck me - yes! I begged them on my knees for their cock!

About 15 minutes later a tall black guy came in to my booth. I stripped totally naked except for my high heels, and knelt to suck his cock. He was enjoying the blowjob and he asked me if I fucked. "Do you want to fuck me?" I asked him. He nodded so I got up on the bench and he mounted me, sliding his cock into my anus. He fucked me for a few seconds, and I heard him say, "Can I cum inside of you?"

"Yes, darling." I answered. Just then he pulled his dick out and, looking down between my legs, I saw cum dripping.

Next I gave four more bareback blowjobs. My Bull was the first one to fuck me. After he rough fucked me in the ass i was on my knees babbling to him about how much I loved his cock and how i couldn't wait to see him again. He was putting his clothes on
and he told me, "I bet you're gonna get fuck by some other guys tonight."

Well, after my hunk left, a few minutes later a hot mayn took me back into the booth and he got rough with me - pinching my bare tits until I was yelping in pain, slapping my face, shoving his cock deep into my throat - and he was calling me degrading names and reaching down to feel my bare ass. Right then I knew I was gonna get fuck again. He ordered me to stand up and he was feeling my bare legs and slapping my ass. "Sit on it, baby" he said. I popped a squat and his dick slid right inside - balls deep! He grabbed my hips and began fucking me hard - 2- 3 - maybe 4 times and I heard him grunt and relax. I stood and felt his long thick cock shit out of my rectum. "Didja cum a lot, daddy?" i asked him. I squat and nibbled the mess off his dick. As i was doin' it i felt my rectum with my finger and a lot of semen flowed out! Next week when i seem my Bull ima ask him why he don't bitch slap me. I wanna get slapped in the face - hard - from him! Even if i gots to beg him for it.

Someone asked me why I'm a Queen, and I guess it's because I love being in a pair of high heels and lipstick, making out naked with a guy and kneeling or squatting to suck his cock while he works my tits over with a pair of strong fingers until I wanna yelp in pain. And the hot feeling of him wanting to fuck me and being ordered to get on the bench and kneel and face the wall - the urgency of his desire to fuck me, the feel of his hard dick poking into my buttock or thigh as he attempts to stick it in, and I reach down behind me through my legs and grip the rigid snake, pressing the head up to the mouth of my anxious rectum, the feel of pain/pleasure as it sinks into me; the glorious, feminine feeling of simultaneously control and submission to a powerful force, the hot breath and kisses, the groping hands and pinching fingers as his strong thighs deliver his assault on me from behind. Man! I feel like a woman! Any woman can tell you that there is that one moment when a woman gives complete control to the male and no longer has any say in what happens to her during the sex act, and that moment is when the cock goes into the pussy. Then she is in complete submission and under the dominance of the male.

MMM! There's something so fuckin' HOT about the urgency of a hot, rough man on my bare back for sex, him grabbing my arm and turning me roughly around. I feel his hands stripping the string panties right off my ass and tossing them on the floor!