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Nope, Not a sissy boy
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Nope, Not a sissy boy I went there to turn him into my little sissy boy. I pictured him over my knee with his pretty little ass reddened by my hand. Of course, I didn’t know whether it was all a ploy or a joke or not, nor did I know if I could go through with it. I’ve never dominated anyone. I may have had the upper hand a time or two, but in the end I’d have gladly given up the power for my own pleasure. Alas, the decision was made before I even made it to his house. I had the misfortune of getting a nail in my tire and having it go flat on my way. I messaged him to let him know that I was close but likely wasn’t going to make it any time soon as I would have to call AAA. Instead, he offered to come and change my tire. I stood there watching him as he squatted next to my car. I envisioned him doing that a little while later, completely naked and squatting before me, his hands behind his head. It was no good. How could I sissify my hero? At the very least, I would need to change my mind set. When he was finished and I reloaded my trunk with all the things I had to take out to get to my spare, he looked down at me and he asked if I was ready to go. I honestly didn’t know if he would still be interested. I was a little surprised. I thought maybe those several minutes in my presence would have been enough to satisfy his curiosity and he would’ve sent me home. Instead, I followed him home, and nothing was as I expected or planned or thought. We sat next to each on the couch for a while, chatting and get to know each other. I did ask to see his famous butt, the reason I reached out to him in the first place. He stood and lifted his shirt, but I wanted more. I told him to drop his pants. He complied briefly, and then adjusted his clothing. I had been stroking his thigh as we talked, and he finally reached out and played with my hair and stroked my neck. And then he kissed me. Finally, he stood up, grabbed my hand and led me to his bedroom. He stood behind me, lifted my shirt over my head, and then laid down on his bed. I followed suit. Before I knew it, he was behind me, unhooking my bra, and pulling my pants down. There was one amazing slap of my backside, he spread my thighs apart with his knee, and his fingers found my clit and already wet pussy. In the end, he took me with all the virility of any red blooded man, proving to me that though there may be some fetish and fantasy, he was anything but a sissy boy. Afterward, we lay there talking. I did get in a few lovely smacks of his beautiful cheeks, but that was mainly because I couldn’t keep my hands to myself. I don’t know if we will ever see one another again and if fantasies will become reality, but it turned out to be a lovely day despite my flat tire. |
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