I am a submissive bottom, and I love being used by other men for their sexual pleasure. After I became aware of my sexuality, I orally serviced a few guys, through the local gay chat line and some bath house encounters, and I enjoyed it. But somehow, I'd never been penetrated by another guy, so I'd never realized my fantasy of submitting completely to a real man, who would fuck me like the slut I wanted to be. I was determined to lose my virginity to a handsome, well-endowed man, so I arranged for a guy named Eamonn that I met on social media to come by my apartment.
I like to cross dress, and Eamonn had told me how to prepare for our meeting. I shaved my legs, ass, pubic area, chest, and armpits, and bought a tight, white miniskirt, a pair of thigh-high white stockings, and a tiny pink g-string. When I dressed up, I thought I looked fairly hot, if not passable. My little cock got hard at the thought of this man seeing me dressed like a horny little bitch, in the clothing that he had ordered me to wear. I put on women's perfume, and my heart was beating like a drum and my hard cock was straining noticeably and almost painfully and against the tight women's clothing I was wearing, during the minutes leading up to our 5:00 p.m. rendezvous. Right on time, I heard a knock at my door. I opened it, and there stood a tall, good looking redhead with a serious look on his face, and just by looking at him I knew I was going to get a proper breaking-in. He walked in, looked me over, and in a strong, firm voice said, "get your ass in the bedroom." Trying to give a little swing in my ass as I walked, I led him into my bedroom, knowing I would be his to use as he pleased that afternoon.
To be continued...
