My sissy sex story

Sissy craving to be crushed 

The club was filled with people on the brink as music blasted in the speakers; John was relaxing at the bar, drinking his double Hennessey while his eyes observed the crowd. 

Tall in imposing, with green eyes and hair darker than ebony he was a fucking catch for any straight woman, yet something else would come to his path. Out of nowhere a gorgeous woman with auburn hair and deep dark eyes approached. Her slender body and catchy vibe trapped his attention instantly. 

Their eyes were locked for a few seconds, with smiles in between until she drew closer to him. 

“Do you enjoy the atmosphere?” she asked as her eyes fell on his glass. 

That was the perfect sign for John, who instantly knew what he wanted to do that night, especially since the attraction between them felt more real than air. 

“What would you like to drink?” 

The woman smirked instinctively, sharpening her eloquence;

“Well, since you asked I’d like a Sex on the Beach.” 

His fucking jaw dropped on the spot; of course, she meant the cocktail, and he realized it seconds after, but still, her tone and charisma were getting under his fucking skin like a contagious disease.        

“Ohh, sure right away! I’m a John by the way!” 

“Melissa!” she smiled with her gorgeous white teeth. 

A few more drinks in between and the vibe changed suddenly; the sparkle of her eyes transformed and now her lips were begging for something she was too shy to utter aloud. The woman’s restlessness was visible to John’s eyes, yet he could not discern the secret hiding underneath.   

“So how come you’re alone in the club, a gorgeous lady like yourself…” 

Melissa giggled at his words, hiding her eyes for a moment. 

“Well, it happens…” 

Her tight red skirt combined with a white shirt that squeezed her perky tits portrayed a splendid image, one that aroused all men around. She was quite shy in nature drawing John like a magnet. 

The woman’s elusive presence pushed the tall man to crave more and more until his final daring move pushed them both on the same path. 

“Shall we…” 

John’s smirk was more than Melissa could handle, especially when he nodded towards the upstairs. There were a few rooms up there reserved for the VIP in case people wanted to explore a bit more than drinks and music. 

Of course, she couldn’t let the occasion spoil, and with the most feminine giggle, the woman accepted in the end. Her whole body would shake at this point, as Adam offered his arm to lead the way. No words came out of her mouth, as her very heart waited with excitement. 

It didn’t take long and the two were alas together; the door was closed shut behind them and Adam launched himself at Melissa. He wanted to fuck this gorgeous piece of meat more than he wanted to breathe at this point. The man’s cock was blasting with desire in his pants, pulsing like a fucking bomb. 

He pushed her against the wall, as burning kisses landed in between. 

“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.” John groaned while his hands controlled her body from head to toe. 

Not before long, Melissa fell to her fucking knees craving to suck that cock. This one adored obedience, and it was clear her attitude was something John had never seen. Women would rarely go for the balls without a question in between, thus he was a bit surprised to see Melissa acting so obediently. 

“Hey…” he gasped seeing her biting her lips. 

“Shh…” the gorgeous woman replied as she carefully pulled his fat cock from the pants. 

John saw the hunger in her eyes, a special kind of pleasure one rarely can see; the moment those thin lips landed on the mushroom head it felt like fucking heaven. 

“Ahh, shit!” he gasped closing his eyes while his head fell slowly against the wall. 

“Gawd dayum girl.” 

Melissa smiled looking up at the man while she pushed that fat cock deeper inside her mouth. She was a fucking whore, aiming to eat it all, but more than that, she wanted to be owned just like a worthless bitch, whose only meaning in life was to serve. 

For that reason, she grabbed John’s hand and placed it on her head, so he could push the cock himself inside her mouth, for a perfect mouth fuck.

“Hmm, yess!” she moaned incessantly while those balls were hitting her chin hard. 

“Give it to me!” 

She begged for humiliation at this point, while John had no idea what lay beneath those clothes, but he would soon find out. 

With burning spit hitting that chin of hers, John craved to fuck and pushed her back against the bed. Her ass was crawling on the floor and it was clear Melissa loved it to the brink. 

“Undress!” John demanded of her with strength in his voice. 

Melissa pulled out the tee and as she tried to remove her skirt, John tried to feel her cunt. Great was the man’s surprise when instead of a wet cunt he felt a flaccid cock. 

“Fuck…me.”

This strong reaction did not deter Melissa, as she knew well she wanted that fat cock no matter what. 

“What the fuck is going on?” 

“Please, please!” she begged, falling to her knees like a fucking bitch she was.

“Don’t go I beg you!” 

The slave position she was in right now, suited her heart’s desire perfectly. 

“You can fuck me in the ass, you can do whatever you want to my body…
I am fully yours!” 

That thought puzzled John who hadn’t seen such a submissive man in his entire life; he had had his cock sucked by a fucking sissy just moments prior and since they were there still, a stranger thought took root in his head. 

“Why the fuck not?” 

His eyes returned to the kneeling trans who was kneeling in front of him ready for whatever. 

“On all four!” he now demanded as he was getting ready to ram Melissa’s mouth. 

He grabbed that pretty head that looked like a perfect piece of art and fucking her as hard as possible; if this was a man willing to take a good cock, John would give it to him until a choking point. 

“Is this how you want it, huh? Is this enough for you?” 

Melissa would nod with tears in her fucking eyes as those balls were clapping against her chin. A man of sick desires was now having his way under a different name and new identity. 

The groaning turned intense, as John was having the time of his life. Fucking another man had not been on his menu, but now that it was really happening, he would take full advantage. 

Before Melissa could choke to death, he turned that ass around and felt those butt cheeks that looked more feminine than a woman’s ass. Melissa wore these laced red thongs that appeared gorgeous in that crack. 

“Shit.” John smirked as she peeked over her shoulder with alluring eyes. 

Clearly, her ass waited for that cock while her own was hanging right in front. 

“Give it to me!” she whispered almost at this point.

John’s cock was dripping with her spit, therefore it would be perfect lubrication. He slapped that ass twice gazing at that ass hole. 

“Gawd dauym.” The man took a deep breath before thrusting his cock inside. 

“Ahh, fuck…” 

The pain was mixed with pleasure at this point, and that was how Melissa wanted it; she pushed her ass against that cock so she could feel it all inside. 

“Yess…” 

The tightness of her asshole was amazing, and John would thrust in like there was no tomorrow. 

“Fuck it!” he groaned before the first hard push. 

The cock penetrated Melissa's balls in, and it was fucking beautiful. 

John grabbed her hair then, as she had grown it over time; at least it appeared to be natural in some way it would fall off like a wig. 

“I’ll turn you into my fucking bitch!” John smirk causing the trans to smile satisfied.   

Melissa craved for it, as she was born to be submitted in the worst of ways; her body was there to serve and nothing else would matter at this point. John cum would be the perfect prize for her, a fucking dream come true.         

“Ahh yeah…! Fuck!”

She moaned as John increased the rhythm fucking that ass with all his strength. Those butt cheeks were clapping like a motherfucker, stirring strange passion inside him. 

“Cum in my ass, yess… give me all your seed!” she urged the man, up to a point where John could not hold it in anymore. 

“Shit! Ahh!” he groaned before busting a nut inside that warm asshole. 

The giant load filled Melissa with ecstasy and satisfaction. John dropped the hair letting her fall over the bed just like a fucking rock in the river.

“At least tell me your name,” he asked. 

With gasping in between, the word came out but whispers were never meant to be shared.