When I first started embracing my inner gurl, Kitt kinda took over my common sense there at first. This is a story about my first few days of freedom as Kitt, and me accepting that . . . Yes, I am slut.
I had started to go to my favorite local gay bar on a semi-regular basis. I was acactually starting to be know by name. I was greeted with, "Kitt, hey gurl . . . come over here and sit with me, let me buy you a drink." I would sit with whomever, listen to and encencourage them to tell me all about them, while I ran my fingers along their leg, or randomly just lean forward to kiss their neck and say, "Sorry, couldn't help myself ". So, I had just finished my 5k and did my yoga, well . . . to be honest I was going to, but I thought that riding cock might burn as much calories, so I just went to the bar. Freshly shaved head, eyeliner, mascara, lip gloss, red running shoes, red Ramones t-shirt, my shoulder sling / purse, and to top it off . . . my skin tight red yoga pants. Being a good gurl, I had properly cleaned my boi pussy, loosened myself with my toy (Bruno), and made sure that I was well lubed inside as well as my entrance too. I grabbed the back of my yoga pants and pulled them all the way up the crack of my ass. You could see my ass VERY well defined. I always play billiards to show off and tease men. I like to think I do it well, bending over the table and lifting up my ass and twerking it a little before each shot. I once caught an off duty undercover cop straining to see if the pants were see though, (they are not). I meet a guy named Brian, he was in his mid 60s and married. Hey only refered to me in the female tense, which I loved!. After a few drinks he asked me back his place and, I jumped at the chance. We went back to his place and he said he wanted to see me in the shower. I have been trained not to say no to men, so I just looked at him, smiled and started striping for him. Once we were naked and in the shower, it was on. We kissed and he fingered me as I stroked and sucked him to full hardness. Once he was hard he bent me over and I was so thankful I do yoga. He grabbed my hips and kissed my back as he worked his 9 and half inch dick inside me, as I held onto my ankles, at some point he used conditioner for more lube. It burned like hell, but damn his cock felt so good. He fucked me for a good twenty minutes before he said he was close, I begged him to breed me. He pounded me with no mercy until . . . . FUCK . . . why does it feel sooo good when a man cums inside me. I reached behind me, grabbing his ass and pulling him deeper into me as he finished his last few squirts inside of me. I was breathless, euphoric, well fucked, and fucking loving it. He pulled out, slapped my ass, and said, "Good gurl, Princess". I beamed with pride and blushed at the compliment as well. I was getting dressed and was on the way out the door when he said . . . "Wait, can I at least get your name?" I replied, "Honey, you got more than my name" and winked. "I'm Kitt and I am at your beckon call". That was day one. The next day, I had meeting with I guy I met previously at the bar, Ryan. He was young, but he made it very clear he was very interested in me. I usuusually only get with older men, but I thought why not, something outside the box is good occasionally. I got to Ryan's apartment on his lunch break, with the express purpose of him feeding me . . . his cum. I was wearing my black and white striped yoga pants, a skin tight red compression shirt and my red sneakers. I walked in,set my yoga bag down and started kissing him and undoing his pants. I knew he didn't have much time, and I wanted my feeding. He asked to see my ass while I sucked him. I pulled down my yoga pants, baring my ass and keeping my clit tucked away in my yoga pants, as usual. I slowly kissed and licked his lovely 7 inch cock. I fucking worshipped his cock. After about ten minutes of me really working it and moaning encouragement on how much I enjoyed what I was doing, he started with . . . "O Fuck Kitt, I'm close, I'm so close." I pulled off his cock, looked him straight in the eyes as I held open my mouth and pleaded with him, "Please cum in my mouth Ryan, feed me!?!" He grabbed my head and started fucking my face until I was rerewarded with my first lunch of the day. I swallowed every last drop and kept sucking until he asked me to stop. I kissed the head of his dick and his mouth, pulled my yoga pants up, grabbed my bag and headed for the door. I stopped, turned around and said, "Thank you for lunch, let me know when you would like to do this again ". I blew a kiss and left, heading to my favorite gay bar. Once there I started drinking and flirting and teasing the guys with my billiards shots. That's when Michael saw me. He was about 54, very sturdy and strong type. He grabbed by my hips and asked if he could play with me. I tilted my head to side and said, "The more the merrier, babe." We "played" a couple of games, he was helping me with my shots, or more to point, seeing how much he can press against my ass when I bend over, and of course I spread my legs open as well. After a while he wanted to go smoke, he asked me to join him, so I did. As he smoked, I kissed his neck and stroked the nice 5 and half inch dick through the shorts he had on. He moaned and said, " Look what you did gurl, how are you going to fix that?" I looked around and dropped my head into his lap and unzipped his shorts. He was hard and leaking precum before I got him into my mouth. He shoved his hand down the back of my yoga pants as I took him in my mouth. I don't know why, but I fucking loved his cock. That 5 and half was perfect for me. I could go all the way to his balls without gagging. I pressed my nose agagainst his belly as I pressed my tongue against the shaft. I would barely move my mouth and slowly and gently run my tips of my fingers tracing his balls. After just minutes in my mouth he started tapping my head and saying, "It's been so long, I can't, O fuck, hey I'm about to cum!" I looked up at him, and winked then I said, "Prove it!" I dove back down on him and really worked my mouth fast, while sucking hard, and looking up at him. When he came, he held my head perfectly still as he bucked and moaned over and over again my thanks. I pulled off him and we kissed. I said I had to leave, I had a class to attend. I began to finger me as he put his number in my phone. Before I left I whisper to him, "This time you feed me, next time you breed me". Winked and left.
