This guy was so big, taller than me and I'm 6 feet, and bigger, not fat, just right for his big size, and I am so skinny, except for my tummy, that he could have pinned me down and forced himself onto and into me against my will, and no matter how much I'd struggle with him and fight back, he could have conquered me. That didn't happen. At least that way.

This guy was so big, taller than me and I'm 6 feet, and bigger, not fat, just right for his big size, and I am so skinny, except for my tummy, that he could have pinned me down and forced himself onto and into me against my will, and no matter how much I'd struggle with him and fight back, he could have conquered me. That didn't happen. At least that way.

I met the guy on the swinger site AdultFriendFinder.com and I'll just call him "W," and after weeks of texting each other, we were finally able to meet when his work paid for his travel expenses from the Southeast US to San Diego. "W" has a fetish for tight cut-off jeans shorts, the female kind, on men, and I love wearing them, so it was the perfect match.

Before this we never met in person or even spoke on the phone. This was almost like a blind date. But by now I have been with so many older men that the nervousness and fear when we first meet is almost non-existent. I am a bit more confident in myself, my body, and my skills, that I now enter a guy's room almost like a professional escort.

He was staying at the Hilton Bayfront, which, as the name suggests, is right on San Diego Bay, my place was over a mile away. At 9:00 pm I took a scooter down to it, it took abut 20 minutes or so, then when I arrived I looked up at the 30 floors of the Hilton, wondering if I should go through with this or not, still unsure. But I also imagined all the awesome sex I would be having on one of those floors. The Hilton is like a maze, it took me a while to find the main entrance and elevator, I even had to ask someone, hoping they didn't get any clue as to why I was there, a bisexual male whore! Then I got outside his door and texted him, and "W" opened it.

Like a pro, I quickly walked in, all the way to the second bed by the window which had the drapes closed, then I turned around to face "W." He was a White guy, dark hair, dark eyes, taller than my 6 feet, with some muscles, and he was in his late 40s. I normally go for guys a bit older, since I am 40 years old but want to be the younger, weaker one during sex and in a relationship if one ever develops, but I made an exception this time.

After a slightly awkward introduction, he asked me if I brought the cut-off jeans shorts I told him I had in my texts and I said yes. I don't wear anything sexy or fem in public. I went to the bathroom and took off my slacks, with my white lace panties staying on, and I put those cut-offs on, showing my shaved-smooth legs and the bottom of my buttcheeks which showed a little.

"W" was sitting on the bed in nothing but lace panties when I walked out and his eyes lit up, but we were both a bit nervous still and I sat next to him, at first we just stared at each other, wondering who would make the first move. I started rubbing his legs, getting close to his crotch, and would have eventually grabbed his cock with my mouth if he didn't slide off the bed on to his knees in front of me and start eating my tummy, my bikini line, then unzipped my shorts and took out my cock. "Want to take these off?" I asked, and the cut-off jeans shorts went falling down, exposing my panties. "W" was able to suck my cock by moving my panties out of the way, meanwhile his hands were groping me all over, and some fingers even entered my butt-crack. My cock started swelling and throbbing, leaking pre-cum, then...then...

I pushed "W" away saying "I don't want to cum yet. Then this will be over because I get so worn out. And I don't want this to be over yet." Now in nothing but my white lace panties, my smooth armpits, chest, my boy-titts, tummy, and legs showing, I stretched out on the bed on my back, and beckoned "W" to straddle me missionary-style like I was a woman. "Want to get on top?" Now this guys is taller than me and heavier with some muscles, he could smash me, heck, as I said at the beginning, he could rape me and there would be nothing I could do about it. But then again I am a sissy femboy with rape fantasies, so I would have enjoyed it anyway, and of course never tell anyone, even if I did play the victim and fight back and scream.

He jumped on top me with excitement and passion, his tongue was in my mouth and exploring it forcefully, I mean, he was tonguing me in my mouth and all over my body so forcefully, like such an animal, I could barely move and reciprocate, and I was pinned down against the bed, unable to fight back, if I wanted to. I didn't know if he would get off me if I pushed back, and I wouldn't want him to anyway, I want my rape fantasies to cum true, and I could just imagine that this is what a woman feels when she is raped, but much worse, obviously, as it is not usually voluntary.

He licked and mouthed my entire body with his lips and tongue, top to bottom, my ears that are every erogenous and sensitive, as is my neck and chest, and when he went over them I was in heaven! Down to my nipples, which he sucked aggressively on, and finally down to my crotch.

After pulling off my panties, he put my legs up on his shoulders and I was hoping he would fuck me, but instead he rimmed and ate my ass. Then he swallowed my cock and as he was sucking on it, he pushed his fingers into my ass, first one or two, which went in easily, but then more, eventually almost his entire fist, giving me that puncture and "full" feeling, hitting my prostate, and making my erection even bigger and harder. "I'm about to cum!" I warned. He nodded it was okay. And with his fist filling my ass and pushing my prostate, I pushed my body up and...and...boom!! *squirt!* *squirt* *squirt* My cock exploded three to four times like a volcano, and I almost passed out from ecstasy-overload! "W" swallowed it all, never taking his mouth off my cock until I was totally dry, except for his saliva.

While still on top of me, my legs still up on his shoulders, "W" jacked himself off on my tummy. I was still hoping he'd shuv it into my tight pink little hole, or put in my mouth and let me swallow him, but alas, no, he just jacked off on me and the cum landed on my tummy and chest. I dipped some fingers into it, swirled it around, then put some in my mouth while smiling up at him. He then gave me some towels and I started cleaning off.

Just like that, "W" pushed himself off me and jumped off the bed, as if a switch was just shut off, and he started dressing. The sex lasted no more than 10 maybe 15 minutes at best, but it was so passionate, so powerful, for that 10 or 15 minutes I was in Heaven, and it felt like forever! In fact, as he was dressing, I had to sit there, on the side of the bed, and regain my wits because I was still reeling from the ecstasy. "I gotta tell ya," I said, "I've been with lots of guys, but that was probably the best sex I've ever had."

"W" warned me to not text me anymore because he was married, and I told him I understood. Yes, sorry, I am a bit naughty, and don't mind fucking with married guys or guys with partners. Heck, one time I almost got in trouble and into a love triangle with a guy that had a girlfriend. He and I have been sexting with each other very erotically, and one day I got a message from his girlfriend! "Who is this?" It asked, "This is my bf phone." Scared, I immediately deleted all the texts and blocked the number! But back to "W"....

I got dressed and "W" wanted to shake hands good-bye. Fuck that! Shake hands? You were INSIDE me! I ignored his hands and instead embraced him and we kissed one more time. "I hope we see each other again." I said, and he agreed.

I left, again feeling dirty, but even more so, being the boy slut that I am walking through the hotel full of families and kids, with a man's semen on my stomach just a few minutes before. I decided to take the path that went along the water all the way home, and by this time, it was very empty and quiet. There were only a few people on it, mostly young couples having a romantic date on the bay. The water and sky were dark and you couldn't tell where one ended and one began if it wasn't for the city lights reflected in the water, and I walked, slowly, past the marinas, the yachts, the hotels, restaurants, and couples kissing on the boardwalks. I was able to reflect and think abut what just happened, still going over how much I enjoyed it. Even when I got home and into my own bed, I was thinking about it, and even had a wet dream about "W."

"W" could have raped me, and I would have enjoyed it! And I did! I do have rape fantasies, so don't be afraid if you ever see me somewhere to take me and force yourself onto and into me! I may play the victim, play hard to get, and fight back, but in the end, you'd conquer this shaved-smooth sissy femboy slut and I wouldn't tell anyone.

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