Juera

My name is Miss Kevyn-Jeanne Bardot and, yes, I am a Sissy! When I was younger I put on my mom's panties and some of her lipstick when she was out. I had longish blonde hair and I ruffled it up - kind of teased it up - and when I looked in her dresser mirror, I almost ejaculated. Because what I saw looking back at me was not a skinny excuse for a male. What I saw was an extremely sexy looking girlie-girl - and it was me! I went to mom's closet and picked out a pair of her high heels, stepped into them, and walked to the full length mirror in the hallway. When I saw myself in the full length - a woman with a hard on - then I did cum. I was immediately ashamed, and couldn't wipe the red lipstick off my mouth fast enough.

That was the first time I stepped over the line. But definitely not the last. I had always been hypersexual; I used to get a hard on thinking about this one girl in my class. I imagined her naked and I was chasing her and whipping her. I should note that I was not like most of the guys of my age, in that I was very much a born sissy. I loathed any sort of athletic sports, for example, and I was afraid of my peers because I had no real physical strength, was uncoordinated, and could not fight. I was bright enough, however, to understand that being a sissy in the world in which I found myself, was completely unacceptable. I had a real sense of shame and embarrassment. So I went to great lengths to fake it; I didn't play with girls, for example, and I avoided situations that would put myself in the spotlight.

Being a weakling, I learned to be a good manipulator. I managed to make it through my youth by keeping a low profile. So when I began masturbating several times a day, I figured I was normal enough. After all, I was extremely attracted by the sight of the naked women in the sex magazines that I used as a visual aid, so I assumed that I must be normal.

I had heard about queers. Everybody I knew hated queers. The last thing anyone in my circle wanted was to be thought of as a queer! There were queers in San Francisco, some of whom dressed and behaved like women. I was told that the queers had bars and clubs where they hung out. These were revolting people to the people I knew.. So when I found myself in front of that full length mirror, wearing my mother's high heels, panties and lipstick, I was revolted with myself.

It was around that time that my cousin and I were taking a shortcut through the woods. As we rounded a bend in the path we came upon a guy of around our own age, sitting on a large boulder, completely naked. We walked on in stunned silence until we heard him call out: "Do you want a blowjob?"

I was enraged. This was an affront to my maleness. I told my cousin that we should go back and give this nymph a beating. We ran back to the boulder but the nymph had disappeared. My cousin and I resumed our journey, speaking in tones of outrage as to what we would do if we ever saw that "faggot" again.

A few days later I went back to the boulder by myself, hoping to find the nymph - not to beat him - but to join him. To do what, I didn't know. Perhaps just to frolic naked with him, feeling the warm spring breezes on our beautiful young bodies, or maybe to sit naked and provocative next to him, both of us soliciting real men as they passed by. I went back several times, hoping to see him, but I never saw him again.

My relationship with the opposite sex had always been strained. Now that I was full of sexual desire, I imagined various girls of my acquaintance, naked with me. In reality these same girls left me tongue tied and red from embarrassment. Many guys of my age had matured to where they had begun to look and act like actual men. I was small and skinny and had no body hair to speak of other than a few sparse, very blonde hairs on my pubis. When I entered the navy at the age of 18, I still could have easily passed as much younger.

I had sex with another person for the first time when I was 18. I was in the navy and stationed in San Diego. I still had absolutely no confidence around girls, but I was always horny. I don't know why I did it, but a few days after arriving at the base, I went walking through the sweltering hot city late at night. I didn't know then that what I was doing was called "cruising", a homosexual term for looking for sex.

It was a very hot night and I was wearing a tank top and some really short skimpie cutoffs, and my black navy issue dress shoes with black socks that really accentuated my hairless, skinny, feminine looking white legs! After about an hour I spotted a car that I had seen earlier. God - I was so fucking HORNY! I kept putting my hand in my pocket and pressing down on my erection.

I knew that the driver was hawking me. I knew that what I was doing was called "cruising", and I knew, oh so well, that was what what queers do - and I didn't care. I was so horny I just didn't care! The car came by again and this time pulled over. The driver had his window down. My heart was pounding and I was really nervous. Now I knew that this time I was the nymph, out for seduction. The driver leaned over. "You need a lift?" he asked. He was a Mexican, about 40, with a shaved head and a goatee.

I walked over to the passenger window. "I don't know", I said. "I'm just hangin' out."

"Come on, get in", he said, reaching over and opening the door. I was really nervous - scared - but something inside me told me I had to. I got in the car and closed the door. He drove off immediately, giving me these intense looks. He pressed the lock button and I heard my door lock. Now I couldn't get out even if I wanted to! I stared straight ahead. Then he put his hand on my bare leg. I stiffened, but said nothing. His hand began feeling my bare legs and I could feel myself getting hard. "Ju gotta silky legs, puto", he said. "Like a woman!" I blushed, embarrassed. I didn't know what puto meant.

"Thank you", I said, still staring straight ahead. He pulled over near a school.

"Let's go for a walk", he said. We walked to the building and he led me to some exterior concrete steps that descended to a basement door. We went halfway down the stairs, until we were out of sight. It was a hot night, dark and very private. He stripped off his wifebeater and pulled off his jeans and undershorts, until he was naked in just his socks and work boots. He was really muscley, big arms with oodles of big, hard muscles, shave head, goatee, and had a lot of tattoos on his arms and torso. He was so - fuckin - CUTE!

I quickly stripped to just my dress shoes. As soon as I was naked he took me and pulled me close to his body, leaning down and kissing me deeply, his big hands were cupping my buttocks. He was really hot. He began kissing my lips, face, ears and neck, calling me, "juera, puto," and "linda." He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down on my knees. "Chupar mi pollo, marica!" He choked, gripping his hard cock. "Suck me." I had my first kiss, and now I was about to give my first blowjob.

I had seen videos before of women sucking men off. I bent my head and took the head of his dick into my mouth and began sucking him off. He was moaning and ran his thick fingers through my mop of thick blonde hair, entwining my hair in his fingers to control the movements of my bobbing skull. I ran my hands all over his big hairy legs. Suddenly he tensed and I felt my throat being flooded with warm semen. I swallowed it and he relaxed back on the steps, his chest heaving. I remained crouched between his legs, resting my face against his thigh. I looked up at him. "Didja like it?" I asked him, savoring the unfamiliar taste of semen in my mouth.

"Oh that was so good, "juera", he said. "Where you learn to suck cock like that?" I blushed and put my head down. I felt so...right, my cheek on his thigh, inhaling the smell of his bare flesh.

We had a cigarette and then put our clothes back on. The Mexican - he told me his name was Abel - drove me to the bus station. It was 1 a.m. The last bus going to the base left a 1:15. Abel sat with me as I waited. He told me that he wanted to see me again. "I want to fuck you next time, Blondie", he whispered. I looked at him. I was so naïve.

"Fuck me? But where? I don't have a pussy?"

"I fuck you from behind - that is your chocha - your pussy."

I rode back to the base, my head reeling from what had just happened. Now I was having second thoughts. I began to feel really angry - with myself - and with Abel. I began to transfer my anger to him, blaming him for what had happened at the school, as if he had reped me. After a few days I made friends with some of my fellow sailors and tried to put what happened with Abel behind me.

I was furious with myself on the bus ride back to base - and for several days afterward. Furious that I had let myself slip and acted like - like - I dont know! Like some faggot? I swore that it would never happen again, and I hated Abel for what he had done to me. I felt like killing him.

But guess what? Two weeks later, I was laying in my bunk with a hard on. it was a really hot, sweltering afternoon, and I began feeling crazy horny! I teased up my hair and put on my short-shorts and black dress shoes with black socks rolled down around my ankles, and a skimpy black muscle shirt - which I had no business wearing as I had nothing resembling a muscle on my body! I looked in the mirror. God, I looked like a total faggot! A complete sissy! But my mind was sex crazed by that point and I just didn't give a fuck! It was 3 pm on Friday, and I didn't have to be back on duty until Monday. I ran to the bus stop and caught the first bus to town.

On the ride to downtown all I could think about was getting some hard cock! It was still early when I got to town. I went straight from the bus station to a really dirty section of the city. I spotted an old hotel and went to the desk and got a room. The clerk was an older bald headed mexican guy. He kept looking at me and licking his lips. I pulled out a coral pink lipstick and applied some to my pouty lips, acting really sexy and putting on a show for him. I mean, I wasn't gonna fuck him or anything - he was old and ugly - but it turned me on to know that he wanted me. He gave me the key and I went to my room. It was a pretty nice room for a dump. There were no windows, but I didn't care about that anyway. And there was air conditioning! I decided to go out and cruise, hoping to find Abel - or some other rough man - it made no difference to me.

I had been thinking about Abel a lot lately. By the time I hit the street it was 7 pm. It was still light out, but the shadows were growing longer. I walked on a main drag, every so often cutting down the side streets and coming back out on the main drag again. I knew I looked sexy, with my tiny short-shorts and black shoes and socks rolled down, and the pink lipstick! I wore the pink lipstick because it was noticable but not too obvious. Because looking the way I was looking, the attention I was gonna get was either from some horny guys, OR - from gay bashers!

Then I spotted his pickup! It was Abel! My heart was pounding. I pretended not to see him, but I began walking a little more sexier, wiggling my hips a little more, behaving a lot more feminine! He pulled up next to me and I turned. I gave him a little smile, but continued walking. This time it was different. This time I was feeling much more confident, and I knew how much he wanted me. I wanted him just as badly but I didn't want to act over eager. I wanted him to chase me a little.

"Keven, I wanna talk to you!" he said.I kept walking, but looked over my shoulder, giving him a sexy look.

"What?" I said.

."Keven, come on, baby," he said. Just get in the truck so we can talk - ok?" I smiled but kept walking, making sure to put some wiggle in my ass. Suddenly he accelerated and pulled up in front of me, blocking my path. He jumped out of the car and ran up on me, taking my arm firmly in his big hand. I tried to pull away but his grip was like iron. He bitch walked me back to the truck and put me inside. I knew better than to try and run - it would just really piss him off and - well - who knows what he would do?

He drove off and I folded my arms and sulked. He reached over and pinched my jaws in his hand, so tight that it hurt. "Don't pout, Juera, he said harshly. "What the fuck is the matter with you, Keven?"

I shook my head. "Nothin'" I answered. "It's just that... well I've been lookin for you all night!"Jose pulled over and pulled me close and kissed me deeply. Oh GOD! Now I just KNEW I was in love! "Honey, I got a motel room," I said. "We can go there, if you want. I don't have to be back until Monday."

When we got to the motel, I couldn't help but see the desk clerk staring. I started talking loud and laughing, because I wanted him to see what a handsome MAN I had. As soon as we got in the room we both took our clothes off. Abel was standing in the dimly lit room, his bull like body, muscley and sweaty. I came up to him and ran my fruity little hands all over his body, and then I licked and kissed his buff chest. His strong hands cupped my bare buttocks and we kissed. Then he picked me up and carried me completely naked to the bed.

We were lying side by side, kissing and making out. Abel's cock was rock hard. So was my little clit. As we made love, I kept squeezing my man's hard penis, choking it down near the base. I got down between his big meaty legs and began sucking his cock and balls. He raised his legs, exposing his very hairy anus. "Kiss it, puto," he said. My face was right next to his ass hole. I sniffed it and began to eat him out! He groaned in pleasure as I hungrily nibbled and tongued out his rectum. Suddenly he lowered his legs and pulled me to him.

"What is it, honey?" I asked him. "Don't you like it?"

"I love it, marica, but I want to fuck you now." He took a small tub of vaseline from the bedside table. "Here - grease up my cock, bitch." I did like he said. Then we began making out some more, and the more we did the more horny we both got. Abel got on top of me and was passionately kissing on my ears and neck and tits. I was sobbing. "What's wrong?" he whispered.

"Oh, honey," I sobbed. "Am I like a woman?"

"You're ALL woman, baby," he told me.

"No, but - am I YOU'RE woman?" I asked.

"You are about to be," he said, raising my legs up over his broad shoulders. I could feel the hardness of his meat poking near my rectum. I got scared.

"Honey, is it gonna hurt? Please don't hurt me, honey," I begged.

"Gonna hurt GOOD, baby," he growled, his rough sandpaper jaw nuzzling my soft neck.

"Sweetie, I don't think I'm ready yet - I don't think we shou--" My words were choked of by a searing pain in my anus as the big mushroom head of his rigid cock ripped into me. I screamed in pain and tried to get out from under him, but I was totally helpless - that's how strong he was. I thought I was gonna pass out the pain was so bad, and then it began to subside as the head slid in deeper and deeper, until I felt his pubis bump up against mine. He was in, balls deep. My cherry had been popped! 'This is what it feels like to be a woman!' I thought.

Abel began fucking me with long, slow strokes. I began moving my hips in time with his rhythm. He was kissin all over me and I was babbling all sorts of filth - every vulgar, filthy sexual thought spewed from my mouth, like diarreah. I could feel his strong arms around me so tight I thought he would crack my ribs - and I didn't give a fuck! THIS is what I had been born to be - woman - a whore!

Now we were two naked human beings, together as one, the headboard of our mating bed was pounding against the wall and I was whining and yelling in pure sexual JOY, my skinny white legs wrapped around my mister's bull like neck. Finally, Abel's entire body tensed and he shouted out in pleasure as he emptied his load deep into my guts. Slowly he relaxed and soon lay over me.

We spent the rest of the weekend in bed. It was like a honeymoon. I was SO in love! When Abel dropped me off at the bus station on Monday morning, we kissed and he promised to see me again next weekend. But I never saw him again. I know he was married, and that he'd been in and out of prison, but that was it for us. I cried for weeks, but eventually I got over him. I hated myself for being weak - for being a faggot - and I swore that, from now on I was going completely straight!

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.

Pretty Pinky: Life Of A Prison Sissy

Two inmates walk from the cellblock to where a guard sits at a desk. He is a middle aged black guy. One of the inmates is a buff black guy; the other is a small slightly built young, Caucasian. The black inmate is dressed in standard prison garb. He has the Caucasian by the upper arm - the way a man walks a woman - and is walking him to where the guard sits. The Caucasian has on brown work boots with dark socks rolled just above the tops. He has a towel tied around him, chest high, the way a woman would wear a towel. He has a slave rag tied on his head. Otherwise he is naked. At first glance he looks like a woman. He is what is known as a prison “sissy”. The black inmate is the sissy’s pimp.

The black inmate walks the sissy up to the guard. The inmate and the C.O. talk and the C.O. gets up and walks over to a cleaning supply closet just around the corner from his desk, and unlocks the door. Then he walks back to his desk & sits down to read a newspaper. The pimp walks his sissy to the cleaning closet and turns on the light. The sissy is carrying a tub of Vaseline. He sets the Vaseline on a shelf and moves a couple of mop buckets toward the rear of the closet. Then he unwraps the towel and folds it in half and lays it on the concrete floor. A closer look reveals that he is wearing red lipstick. The black pimp comes up close to the naked sissy, cupping his small heart shaped chin in his large hand and says a few words before stepping out and closing the door. It is just after 6 p.m. Between now and 10 p.m. the sissy will sexually service a steady stream of men, who will arrange payment with the sissy’s black pimp before going in to the closet. Cigarettes, candy bars, soap, toothpaste – almost any means of payment – will get a man laid, sucked off, his ass eaten out, even a chance to urinate in the sissy’s mouth – depending on how much payment is given. After each customer leaves the closet, the pimp goes in and tells the sissy what the next trick has paid for. And the sissy will comply. Just like any whore out on the streets, a prison sissy is a slave and must obey his pimp completely.

This particular sissy is named “Pretty Pinky”. That’s not his real name. Once a punk has been turned out as a sissy, his owner will give him a "street" name – a female name. And from that point on that sissy will, for all intents and purposes, be a woman. Pinky is 34, but appears to be much younger. “She” has been in prison for almost a year now. “She” has belonged to JJ for most of that time. Pinky’s smooth white skin is covered in prison tats – crude, homemade tattoos. Pinky is what is known in the joint as a “Patch Carrier”, meaning “she” sports “her” man’s name & affiliation prominently emblazoned across “her” buttocks so that there is no doubt as to whom “she” belongs to. Pinky is a particular prize in the prison subculture because “she” can literally pass as a woman – “she” looks that feminine.

Which is ironic, because prior to “her’ incarceration “she” had been married for 8 years and was the father of a 6 year old daughter. All that changed the day “she” got off the bus and went into the tank with the rest of the fish. “Her” freedom was stripped from her – not just by the justice system – but by the man who claimed “her” as his property. “She” is as much a slave as any Negro on a plantation ever was, except in this case the slave is white and the master black. “She” was given a new name & forced to assume a female personality, & if all that weren’t enough, “she” was turned out as a prostitute – forced to suck cock and get fucked by countless men, for the benefit of the man who owned “her.”

Now Pinky is standing naked in a broom closet, facing the metal shelving, a powerfully built Mexican man covered in gang tattoos is on “her” back, his muscular arms around “her”, his erect cock buried in the "her" tight anus, & and he’s pounding the hell out of that faggot’s ass. I mean, the whole fucking shelving is bumping up against the cinder block wall, & it’s making one hell of a racket. So much so that the guard comes over to investigate. He looks quizzically at the pimp, who allays the guard’s concern by saying, “It’s cool. Officer, that’s just Jorge getting his freak on."

Then the pounding stops and you can hear the sissy saying, “Did you cum yet, Papi?” A few minutes later the closet door flies open and the shave headed gangsta steps out. He sees the C.O. and puts his head down & walks briskly back to the rec room to shoot some pool.

The guard saunters over to the door, which has been left ajar, & peeks in. The queen is on “her” knees applying fresh lipstick. “She” spots him and smiles waving “her” fingers at him. The guard shakes his head and laughs. “Pink in the middle & sweet as sugar”, he says, walking back to his desk. It’s hard to tell, but he looks like he might have a bulge in his uniform trousers. Because, let’s face it, that little pink bitch look hella tasty!

Meanwhile, JJ, the pimp is negotiating with a prospective client. No goods will exchange hands here on the floor. JJ has a scrap of paper with the client’s name and what he agreed to pay. In the joint there is nowhere to hide, so if you owe a debt you generally pay it. The brief conversation over, JJ taps on the door and pokes his head in. He gives the queer the heads up on what the next trick has just paid for, then he stands aside as the trick enters the closet for a blow job.

Meanwhile a line is building up outside the closet door. JJ has the names of who is next and what they paid for on the paper. He glances up at the clock; 8:15. Less than 2 hours to go before bed time lock down. The big score will be after lockdown. Pinky has already been sold for the night to 3 Mexican gangbangers. Instead of going to “her” own cell, Pretty Pinky will go to the cell of the 3 bangers who have purchased “her” ass for the night. That means little or no sleep for "her" tonight. Between lights out and lights on – approximately 8 hours – “she” will suck the men’s cock and balls, eat out their anuses, massage their naked muscles, and get fucked in the ass – several times. If "she’s” lucky “she” may get a few hours sleep between breakfast and lunch – before the relentless cycle of whoring for men begins all over again. It is rarely that Pinky spends a night in her own cell; orders for her ass are backed up for weeks in advance. This is the life of a prison sissy. Think about it before you do the crime.

Humiliated Disgusting FAGGOT!

Sometimes I go to this one adult video store. I'd gone in there several times, and I always thought the place was a dud. Every time I'd gone in there I was the only customer. The booths in the back had absolutely NO action whatsoever either. So based on that I hardly ever went there. But one night I had a long session with a black guy at Secrets. We were both naked and I was sitting on his lap, his dick up my ass & we were kissing and taking it slow - you know, watching a video and just talking - and he asked me if I ever went to the Funville. I told him I had been there but it was always no action. He seemed surprised. "In the theater?" he asked. And I was like - "Theater??" 

He said there was a theater  in the back. He said it was wild back there, that there is a stage right below the screen, and that some guys get up and put a show right there on the stage. Well, that definitely got my attention.

After he left it got slow, so I decided to give Funville a try. Sure enough, it was just like my man had said. You go to the desk and give the guy behind the counter 6 bucks & tell him it's for the theater. He hits a button that unlocks the door, which you go through and find yourself in the darkened theater.

I went in. It was around 11:00 pm. There were only a couple of older guys jerking off in solitude as they watched the movie on the screen. There are about a hundred seats. Seemed kinda dull, so I left.

I came back a couple of nights later, it was a Saturday, around 7 pm. this time the place had about 50 guys watching the movie. I sat down and took out my dick. It got hard fast. I noticed a guy peek his head out from the door to the men's toilet, located down the sloping aisle, behind the movie screen. so I decided to investigate. I entered the toilet and was shocked. There were about 10 guys in there, some giving blowjobs, & one white kid was getting fucked by a Mexican farm worker over near the toilet bowl.

I immediately stripped naked and put my clothes in a plastic grocery bag. I greased up my anus, just in case. One guy who was getting his cock sucked kept looking at me. He was standing against the wall completely naked as some guy sucked his dick. He called me over and offered me his dick. I was on him like a nymphomaniac. I sucked his dick and nuts like a sex maniac. He could tell I was wild. "You wanna go out front?" he said. I nodded and followed him out into the theater. "You up for going up on stage?" he asked. I looked up at the row of seats filled with spectators, and a thrill ran through me.

 "Ok," I said.

We walked up the 4 steps that led up onto the stage. A few audience members whistled, and some guy yelled out: "Let's see a show!" The guy I was with stood there and I got on my knees and began suckin his dick and balls. After a while he turned and spread his ass for me to eat him out - which I did, for a long time. Then we stood up and made out for a while before he got me on my hands and knees and fucked me in the ass. Finally he asked me where I wanted it and I told him on my face. He began jerking off while I flickered my tongue all over his penis until he shouted out and slopped a huge load of cum all over my face.

There were a lot of cheers & catcalls from the audience as the guy grabbed my arm and raised me up to display my dripping face to the crowd. "Let's have a big hand for the little sissy!" he shouted out to the crowd. There were more cheers as he started walking me down the stairs. I thought we were going back into the toilet, but he steered me toward the aisle. I pulled back and told him no, so he grabbed my arm and twisted it up behind me until I almost fainted with pain. "Don't FUCK with me, bitch," he said in my ear. He escorted me up the center aisle, stopping every few feet to display my dripping face. Some of the guys in the audience had flashlights and were shining them on me and I was vaguely aware of camera flashes as some of them took pictures with their cell phones. Then he escorted me back down the aisle and into the toilet. As he was getting dressed he told me his name was Mark, and that he was married. He said he went there every few weeks. After he left I hung out in the toilet and ended up sucking 6 or 7 more men off and getting ass fucked by 3 of them. 

One night, a few weeks after that stage show at the adult theater, I went back. It was a Sunday, around 7 pm. There were about 30 guys in the seats watching the feature. I sat down for a few minutes and watched the boring straight porno movie on the screen. Then I walked down to the toilet in just my flip flops and my long tank top There was a middle aged black guy standing around. I removed my t- shirt and got completely naked except for my flip flops. The black guy stared at me and began rubbing his groin. "You wanna blow job, honey?" I asked him. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. It was hard.

I knelt on the floor and began to suck his cock. MMM! it was nice and hard and about 10 inches. He unbuckled his pants and let them drop to his ankles. I reached up and pulled down his boxer shorts. As I sucked him off I ran my hands all over his big strong legs. I looked up at him. "You wanna fuck me, sweetie?" He nodded and I got on my elbows and knees facing the doorway and he mounted me, working his dick up into my anus. He began fucking me with long, slow strokes, enjoying the bite of my anus on his dick. A guy came in and began watching him fuck me.

After The black guy shot his load in my ass and left, I turned to one of the men standing next to me. He was an older Mexican. He was wearing cowboy boots and a John Deere baseball cap. He had his dick out and was jerking off. I crawled over to him on my ands and knees, completely naked, and just started suckin his dick. I blew him until he pumped a hot load of semen into my throat.

A young Filipino guy in scrubs came over and fingered my anus with 2 fingers. He pulled his pants down and worked his dick up my ass. He didn't have a real big dick, but like most Asian men, his dick was extremely hard. He fucked me and beat on my ass until he came deep in my anus.

Then I spotted Mark, the guy I had done the stage show with. He was naked and had a hard on. He crooked his finger at me and I crawled to him. I gave him a super charged blowjob right there next to the urinal. There were about 12 men in the toilet watching. After he nutted all over my faggot face he said, "Man, you are really wild!"

I laughed. "Yes i am," i said. "I'm crazy wild. There ain't nothin I wont do."

He looked down at me. "Oh really? I want you to clean up that toilet bowl with your tongue." The toilet bowl in that place is one of the nastiest toilet bowls I have ever seen. It almost never gets flushed. I crawled on my hands and knees over to the bowl. It was filled with a lot of piss, and it stunk like hell. My dick was so hard I almost couldn't stand it. The seat was up and I began hungrily licking the porcelain rim of the bowl.

The word had got out in the theater and everyone had come into the toilet to watch me lick it clean. I cleaned it all up and then Mark said to put my face into the piss. I got my head down into the bowl and he grabbed the back of my neck and pushed my face into the bowl of piss and held my head under for a few seconds before pulling me up. I gasped for breath, my face soaked with piss.

I laughed! God it stunk! Mark said, "Hold your head over the bowl, I gotta take a piss." I did like he told me. "Open your fuckin mouth, bitch," he barked. I opened my mouth just in time to take a full blast of his piss in my mouth. I had to keep gulping to get it all down. It seemed like he pissed forever! There was so much piss! And I gulped it all down. Mark shook his dick off in my face. He stepped aside and another guy took his place. One after another, 15 guys took a piss on me. I was covered with piss from head to foot. My bandana was soaked.

When it was over I did my best to dry myself off with paper towels before getting dressed and slinking out of the theater. By the time I got home the urine had dried on my body, but my hair and bandana were still soaked. I really stank bad. I took everything off and threw it in the washer. Then I went in the bathroom and stood before the mirror and inhaling the stink of piss and recalling the events of the toilet, I masturbated until I came all over the floor. Then I took a shower and went to bed, to dream of my humiliation.

Oaktown Sissy

Well! I had a wonderful night on Friday! I went to Corey's adult video arcade on Telegraph Avenue in Oakland. As usual I wore something sexy - a pair of butt baring lavender short shorts, a black halter top, and high heels. I went to the window and gave the girl $5.00, just enough to get me into the arcade.

The people who work there now are pretty cool. The manager is a cute Latino man who is built like a body builder & has a shave head, & the girl who works there is really friendly. She's the one who waited on me Friday night. She was wearing a tank top that really showed off her big tits. I have to admit, she looked really sexy!

As I walked toward the arcade I saw another Latino man holding a whip. He looked at me as I passed and slammed the whip on the magazine rack, smiling at me. I gave him a little smile back, I was kinda hoping he'd follow me into the back & give me a good ass whipping. I went through the arcade doorway, setting of the buzzer that allows the staff to monitor who enters or leaves the arcade. I went straight to my favorite booth, which is located in a smaller hallway just to the right of the main line of booths. There are two booths in this area. The reason I like these booths so much is that the camera doesn't view that area, so I can step out of the booth naked if I want and stand there to attract men. I really hate it when the booth is occupied. Usually it's vacant, but if not I hang around outside till whomever is in there leaves.

On Friday night it was vacant and I stepped in, locking the door behind me. I took 1 dollar paper coupon and fed it into the video machine. A movie started. I ran through the movie program, checked the volume, etc. just to make sure everything was working properly, before feeding in a $20 bill. Then I quickly stripped naked, slipped on my high heels and blonde wig, applied my lipstick, and set a condom and my grease on top of the video screen. Then I unlocked the door and sat back to watch some porn.

I mostly watch straight, men/woman porn. Most gay porn does nothing for me, because I don't see myself as a men having sex with other men; I see myself as a woman, and so I identify with the women on screen.
My first trick was a regular, an older black men. I'd guess he's in in his 60s, always in a suit, decent size cock, looves gettin' it sucked. I've been serving him for close to 10 years. His dick is always hard, and it only takes a few minutes to get him off. I got down on my knees and he dropped his pants. He makes a lot of noise, especially the closer he is to getting his nut. He'll feel my arms and pinch my tits, his legs will shake and BAM! I taste his nut in my mouth. I lick and clean him off with my tongue, he zips up and walks out.

I gave about 3 more blowjobs and it got slow for a while. I checked my phone; 10 p.m. Oh well, I figured I'd let the meter run down and call it a night. I still had about 20 minutes worth of viewing left. Usually I'll jerk off and time my nut to the last 5 minutes.

I was watching a really sexy movie - a gorgeous white girl was sucking this really handsome black guy's dick & eating out his ass. Just then the door to my booth opened and a black men looked in. He looked at me for a couple of seconds and left, closing the door. That happens a lot, guys look in, check me out, and either come in or don't. But very often they look in, leave, and return a few minutes later - which is what happened in this case. About 5 minutes later the black guy was back. This time he stepped into the booth. I gave him a big smile, "Hi, Sweetie!" I said. He nodded. "You want a blow job, baby?" I asked him.

He looked at me. "Hail yeah." he said. I got down on my knees at his feet. I was really excited because he was extremely hot looking. He was young, no more than 30, about 6',2" or 3", dressed hip-hop gangsta style, sagging jeans, baseball cap on backwards. He unbuckled his jeans and let them drop. He was wearing tight black & gray jockey shorts and his dick was making a big bulge in his shorts. I reached up and pulled down his jockey shorts, freeing his huge penis. Oh god! he had a good 12 inches, and thick, and extreeemly hard! I laid a sweet kiss on the head and swirled my tongue around it, sucking the head into my expert mouth. He took off his cap & set it on the bench. Then he stripped off his sweatshirt. I almost melted. He was ALL MUSCLES! His big body was covered with tattoos - it was obvious he had done state time, & I knew that by looking at me with all my prison tats that he could tell my story, too.

He stepped out of his jeans and shorts and placed them on the bench. When he was completely naked, except for his sneaks, I took his dick in my hand and began giving him one hot blow job. I sucked that big hard black dick from head to base, got down low and sucked his big balls into my mouth, and all the while I was running my dainty little hands all OVER them big hairy legs! Girls, men LOVE it when you play with their legs! I was in fuckin' HEAVEN - big hard black cock in my mouth, servin' this handsome fine ass nigga man! Then he reached down and grabbed me my upper arm, raising me to my feet. That's when I knew I was bout to get fucked. Guys who want to fuck always do that -get you to stand so they can check out you ass. When I was on my feet he pulled me close to him and kissed my mouth, deep. His tongue was probing my throat, his hands were squeezing my ass, my dick was throbbing hard. He grabbed my arm and turned me around. I put on a show for him, wiggling my bare ass & moving my legs, which, by the way, look hella fine in high heels! I felt his body pressing up on me from behind, and his big strong hands feeling up and down my bare legs. He kissed my neck and whispered in my ear in a deep voice that ran shivers through me, "I wanna fuck you, baby."

He had me up against he video screen. Now his big hands were cuppin' my bare tits and his erection was sliding up and down the crack of my buttocks. My mind was racing...should I ask him to wear a condom? Or should I just fuck him bareback? I didn't want to get him pissed off, so I took some KY and squeezed it on my fingers & greased up my rectum. Then I reached back and grabbed hold of his cock and squeezed it near the base. He groaned in pleasure, & I felt him insert his knee between my thighs so that I couldn't close them. I guided his big cock to the mouth of my anus. I knew it was gonna hurt when the head went in, but i didn't give a fuck, I wanted that hard cock in my ass badly!

He was like an a****l..."Oh...easy, daddy, easy, ah,OH! OH JEEEEZUZ FUCK! The pain was undescribable, but just for a few seconds. I relaxed my shit muscles and PLOOP! The head went in and I felt his penis sliding deep into my ass. He began to fuck me with long, slow strokes.

I knew how it must look, me standing facing the wall, a white sissy, completely nude in high heels, legs spread wide, a big black Bull up on my ass, hunching away. It felt sooo fuckin GOOD!
His hands were everywhere - my tits my ass, my legs...he wouldn't stop kissing my ears and neck and bare back...the he grabbed me in a headlock. I reached up with my hands to grab his big forearms, but he was way too strong for me. I knew he was sex crazed and was about to cum. I could feel his penis getting harder inside of me and I could tell he was gonna blow. He began grunting like an a****l and I felt the semen spurting inside of me. On each down fuck I grabbed the base of his erection with my tight ass muscles, and milked him dry on each upstroke. Finally he breathed hard and relaxed on my back, still kissing my neck.

Slowly we disengaged, I felt his greasy dick sliding out of my anus. I dropped to my knees and took his dick in my mouth to clean him up. He was looking around for something to wipe his dick off with. I handed him my t-top and he wiped himself off, leaving semen and faint traces of shit on my top. He got dressed and left without saying a word.
I stood up. It felt like I had to fart. I farted and about a cup of his semen ran down my bare legs. God! He had cum about a cup of juice! I wiped my legs with the my top. My anus felt numb. I still had 5 minutes left on the meter. I jerked off thinking about my trick and I knew i was gonna cum. I opened the door and stepped out into the hallway and shot my load all over the linoleum floor. What a night!

White Sissy WHORE!

The black man saw the bright lights across the street advertising the adult bookstore. He felt a stirring in his groin and he pushed down on his cock. He could use a jerk off session, he hadn't cum in a few days. It was a very warm night, and the rain had stopped, leaving the smell of wet asphalt in the air

He went to the counter. "How much to go in the back?" He asked the clerk.

"Six bucks," the clerk said. The black man handed the clerk a ten. The clerk took the ten and handed the black man six paper tokens & four one dollar bills.

As he passed through the doorway of the arcade a bell rang, a signal to the clerk that someone had either entered or left the arcade.

It was dark in the arcade, a contrast to the bright lighting of the bookstore. The only lighting came from the lights above the doorways of the preview booths - white if a movie was playing - red if not. As his eyes became accustomed to the darkness, the black man noticed three or four men lurking in the corridor. He ignored them and began checking the booths with the white lights. The white lights meant that either the booth was occupied, or had been vacated while a movie was still in progress. He knew that if the latter was the case he could get some free viewing time. He checked three booths - all locked. But when he checked the fourth booth the knob turned. He opened the door, about to go in, when suddenly he stepped back, startled. There was a naked woman in there! He looked again. The "woman" had a penis. It was a sissy!

It was a Caucasian, about 5'-5", and quite pretty - looked like a real bitch. "She" smiled at the black man. "Hi, sweetie," "she" said, waving "her" fingers at him. The sissy was completely nude except for a pair of high heels. "She" was wearing red lipstick, and "her" blonde hair was teased and sprayed high. The black man felt his dick getting hard. He looked around the corridor and stepped into the booth, closing and locking the door quietly behind him. He stared at the delicate little Caucasian. The sissy had pale white skin which had been marked up with several tattoos. "She" had the words "BARE" in large block lettering tatted on "her" left buttock, and "BACK" on the right cheek. Just above "her" buttocks, on the small of "her" back, was tattooed in cursive: "Ladyboy." The name "James," was tattooed on "her" neck.
The sissy got down in a sexy spread leg squat at the black man's feet, squeezing his cock through his sweat pants. "Oooh! It is so HARD!" The sissy squealed in a high pitched effeminate voice, easing the black man's sweat pants down. They dropped to the floor in a pool around the black man's ankles. He stripped off his shirt and was naked.

As the pants dropped, the black man felt the sissy's soft little hands all over his hairy legs, squeezing his muscular calves, and it felt good! His dick got even harder. "I'ma suck it, honey," the sissy whispered huskily.

"Go head, girl," the black man said, groaning in pleasure as the queen's wet mouth engulfed his cock. The little cracka proceeded to give the black man the hottest blow job he'd ever had. As the bitch worked her magic, the black man watched the queen's bare buttocks, illuminated by the video monitor. Suddenly he said, "Stand up." and he took the sissy's arm, raising "her" to "her" feet. "turn around," he said." The queen complied, turning and wiggling her hips suggestively. The man put both of his strong black hands on the sissy's bare buttocks. "Just like a woman," he muttered, running his hands up and down the faery's soft silky legs, and prying her fuck hole open with his large fingers. "Mmm, MMM! Nice and PINK!" he exclaimed.

The faggot whimpered in pleasure. "You gonna fuck me, daddy?" she asked softly.

"You got a rubber?"

"Daddy, we don't need no rubber," the queer said. "Come on, stick it in honey - it'll feel so much better raw!"

The sissy was rubbing her buttocks lewdly against the man's hard on - "Come on, daddy - stick it in deep!" she cajoled.

The black man now had the white faggot pulled close, his strong hands feeling all over the soft ladylike body. Bitch smelled good too. "I can't," he said, kissing on the sissy's neck, "I'm married."

The sissy reached behind her and grabbed the his big jock by the base, choking it in her hand. The black man groaned out in a loud bass voice that anyone in the arcade could hear. "Come on, honey, the queer simpered, you KNOW you want it! You KNOW you want this piece of pussy!" She pushed the head of his cock right up against the mouth of her anus.

The black man's dick jumped. Fuck it - He wanted some of that pussy! The last time he'd gotten laid was over a month ago, before his wife had given him the boot. And even then it had been a bum fuck, with her just laying there on her fat ass while he humped away. And this sissy was way more attractive than his old lady, he thought.

He thrust forward and the head of his dick popped into the sissy's fuck hole, sinking balls deep. OH that felt SO fuckin" GOOD! So fuckin' TIGHT!

He began to fuck the little punk with slow sexy strokes, all the way out and all the way back in, his large, strong hands feeling her soft belly, and cupping and squeezing her big tits. The whore was whimpering and babbling as "she" got fucked in the ass by the big black bull. The sound of her high heels clicking on the linoleum as she got fucked added to his pleasure. The black man felt the sissy biting down on his cock with "her" tight ass muscles. "Where you gonna cum, baby?" the sissy said over "her" shoulder.

"Where you want it, girl?" He said, panting.

"All over my face, sweet man," the sissy said. "Just tell me when you 'bout to cum - kay, baby?

The black man pumped a few more times and said in a choked voice, "That's it - I'm gonna cum!" He eased his penis out of the faggot's ass.

The queer dropped to his knees as the black man held his cock tight to keep from shooting his load until the bitch was in position. Suddenly the black man pulled his dick back and began pumping it with his fist. The sissy raised "her" face just in time to feel a hot slop of semen splash over "her" horny face, followed by another and another. A thick string of cum hung from the black man's dick. The sissy leaned forward and slurped it into "her" mouth, cleaning the cock off with "her" tongue. "She" looked up at her lover, smiling prettily. "How do I look?" "she" asked. Her face was PASTED! Cum was hanging from her nose and chin - like snot!

The black man couldn't help but laugh. "You look beautiful, doll face," he said, pulling up his pants. He pulled out his cell phone. "Lemme get a few pics, girl - to show my friends." The sissy posed willingly, shamelessly, cocking her head prettily and smiling broadly as he snapped several pics of her dripping face.

"Hey, baby," the sissy said. "You got a few bucks I could have?"

The black man reached into his pocket and pulled out the unused tokens worth about 8 bucks, handing them to the sissy. He looked at the sissy. "Who James?" he asked, pointing to the name on the sissy's neck.

"Oh, he was my old man in the joint. These are his markings."

After the black man left, one of the men lurking in the hall way looked in to the open doorway of the booth. He saw the sissy counting the tokens, "her" face dripping with the thick strands of semen. He looked around and stepped into the booth, closing the door behind him