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Femboi thot  

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3/29/2021 5:46 am
Femboi thot


"I swallowed inch by inch of his fat, veiny uncut cock. I cupped the underneathe of his cock with my tongue, my throat opened with some strain as I pushed my head forward more to get his entire length in my throat."

I walked into his roomy apartment wearing a casual black hoodie, and stretchy gray pants that hugged my thiccer hips and butt. I was slightly sinking into myself trying to hide into the cover of my hoodie while reluctantly stepping in as instructed by this stranger who picked me up. A man standing close to feet and paunch belly slid his thick, meaty hand behind my back and guided me firmly the couch into his living room.
"c'mon over here, good thing I picked you ! It
s snowing bad out there", he says with a warmer welcoming voice.
I sat down, hugging myself in the hoody. The pants stretched over my thick thighs as I crossed my legs and leaned against the arm of the couch. The moon stood above me looking down with some kind of expression i couldn't quite make out. he was smiling, but his stare made me a little uncomfortable.
My entire demeanor shown my discomfort and shown how insecure I felt. I wasn't the type to know what decisions to make during situations foreign to me. I wasn't the type to wear clothes that made me seem empowered or confident. My words were barely spoke above an audible whisper and kept short, stinted.
This man stood imposing above me, uncomfortably close , my face was aligned to his crotch and I could see this small bulge outline through the fabric of his pants. He took a step back for a moment and asked if I'd like a drink.

See, before we got here, he picked me the side of the road- it was snowing hard and I was visibly cold. He said he would give a ride my place, but through the time of the ride there he talked me into coming over his place. The roads weren't the safest and he had drinks and stuff if I wanted one. I begrudgingly obliged and agreed to go back to his place. While I am reluctant about of this, I was bored and felt a bit of excitement as he offered thinly veiled excuses come over.

My heart was leaping out of my<b> chest </font></b>at being in this old strangers house, I was having second thoughts but nodded my head the drink. As he walked towards the kitchen he broke the awkward silence, "You don't talk too much, do you? You don't have to be so shy", he stated with a playful tone.
I cleared my throat , "Sorry, I don't talk much", which was the truth. I had my friends and what not, but I barely spoke with strangers much. He broke the ice a little more with asking my age, 29. Why was I walking, to get home from a friends. I heard glasses jingle and liquid being poured. he came back and sat right next to me. leaning back and handing me a drink. His eyes looked me in the face past my hoodie and down my body to my thighs. My pants weren't really fit for cold weather since it was thin fabric.
I took the class and sipped the cold amber liquid. it was liquor, I coughed a little.
He chuckled "Do you drink alcohol" I admitted not much.
He asked me another question, "You do drugs?" he asked in an authoritative voice that made me feel a little uncomfortable. Like he was my dad interrogating me. I only nodded, he was now staring at my thighs and leaned closer into me. "Yeah? What do you do? I got some fun stuff here", his breathe smelled of liquor, like whiskey. His bushy beard yellowed around the mouth. His beady eyes staring hard on my thighs, like he was talking to them instead of me.
I spoke with a shaky husky voice, "Weed, but maybe?" he slapped his hands and slowly stood, "Great! You'll like this stuff", he walked urgently to another room and not too long came back out with a little wooden box.
He sat right back down next to me, leaned over the coffee table and placed a little baggy with some pink and purple pills and some white powdery substance in another.
I thought the pills looked cool, and they had little cherries on them. He asked if I wanted to try one, I nodded and he popped one out of the bag and put it on his finger. I put my hand out, he shook his head in reply; "Oh no, you gotta suck it off my finger. You ever did E before?" I shook my head and looked to his eyes and then his finger, then back to his eyes, "No."
A grin spread across his chapped lips and he leaned in towards me, pushing his fingers to my mouth. His face got closer to mine and his breathe was hot and smelled very strongly of whiskey. I ignored it though out of this growing excitement. I was told to never take candy from strangers, but I was growing aroused and interested in this. I opened my mouth, slid his finger all the way to the back of my tongue. The feeling of his finger tip sliding against my tongue triggered my gag reflex a little. He sucked air in through his teeth and I wrapped my lips tight around his finger and sucked on it as I slid it slowly out of my mouth. I took the pill in the process and swallowed it before the tip passed my lips.
Next he leaned over the table and cut a line from the powder. This, I wasn't sure of, I never snorted anything before and I shook my head. He placed his meaty hand on my thigh as he looked down at me from a straightened posture. His hand lightly gripped the meat of my thigh and he leaned in.
"Try it out, you already took some e, try a line- if you don't like it, then you don't have to do a full line." he picked a straw from the box and pushed it into my hand. I was a uncomfortable with this, he continued "Trust , you'll be fine- it's just going give you a rush".
I looked at the two lines he cut and leaned forward. I didn't know how do it, so I put the straw my nostril and inhaled through my nose really hard- it hurt a little. it made sneeze and then my head started buzzing. My body followed and in one quick moment I felt a sudden rush like I drank a lot of coffee. I coughed a little as I felt it my nasal, and sneezed one more time. I felt the hand squeeze tighter on my leg and it felt nice. It felt uncomfortable, but it felt nice. When I stopped looking around the room for a moment, I looked back at this stranger. He was a little overweight, he had a bushy little beard and a big pot belly. He was balding in the front but wore a hat and glasses, he looked to be in his sixties and for some reason it got me aroused.
"You didn't do it ", he said but with some humour in his voice. I looked down at half the line and some of the powder scattered off the line.
"Sorry", is I could get out. I leaned back against the couch, feeling a little more comfortable in this strange place- feeling more at home. My whole body and head was buzzing and I felt some urges growing in me.
I looked around the room, swinging my head side--side a few times playfully then looked at the table "Are you going have some?", I looked back at a grinning face.
" no sweet heart, I am good.", did he call sweet heart? As the thought popped in my mind, it left just as quickly being replaced with a sudden impulse. I could feel the old man's hand wondering across my thigh and the sensation starting arousing in a way I haven't felt before. I may have had sex with men before, but the feelings I was having right now surpassed that excitement ten fold.
He must have noticed subtle changes because he became bolder with his touching and his gaze was blatantly my thighs and searching my<b> chest. </font></b>My hoodie was zipped the way, but as I followed the path of his stare I pulled the zipper down my<b> chest. </font></b>I was a thicker side and had a perky chest, it was as best of cleavage as I could get. He shown appreciation for my reveal by using his groping hand cup my breast while his other started rubbing his crotch.
My legs became uncrossed and my body tingled hard, my mind grew fuzzy but lucid at the same time. I licked my lips and slowly reached my hand his crotch. He grabbed my hand and forced it into his pants. I felt a warm throbbing rubbery rod of meat in my palm. The bulge might have been small, but his cock fit in my grip and had plenty left over.
He stopped cupping my breast and started playing with my nipples. I arched my back and the hoodie revealed my pinkish fleshy mounds. He leaned over and sucked my nipples hard, rough. He wasn't gentle, nor was he slow or intimate. He was rough, breathing hard making sloppy sounds my breasts as he sucked my hardened nipples. My breathe picked and I kneading his cock and balls. I couldn't get a solid grip his dick and it was getting my more frustrated. i pouted and gave a "Humph" playfully, something not normally part of my behaviour. I felt weird, but so good. I felt so euphoric, so alert and so horny. I leaned forward, pushing him off me a little so I could grab at his pants. I slid the floor and looked , holding my pout.
"Daddy, it's not fair- you're cock needs come out." he gave a gutteral moan and iin urgency helped me pull his khaki pants off, his cock was only semi hard and flopped out and down accidently hitting my face. he could mutter was "oops" and I giggled before holding the length of his dick. It hung partially limp in my hand, the head covered in a thick layer of skin. Precum was seeping out and coating the skin of his cock. His balls sagged with gray hairs spiraling around the base. His tummy obscured some of the voice from his face, but that didn't matter. I kissed the head and pulled the skin back. Licking the opening of his urethra, I stroked his cock lightly and wrapped my lips tightly around the girth of his cock. I felt the extra skin fill my mouth with the bulk of his meat rod. I was so horny, and couldn't stop grinding against his leg. I swallowed inch by inch of his fat, veiny uncut cock. I cupped the underneathe of his cock with my tongue, my throat opened with some strain as I pushed my head forward more to get his entire length in my throat. I gagged, and gagged hard but kept it down to the point I couldn't breathe. Drool seeped out and dribbled down my chin onto my breasts and panted thighs. I drooled profusely and at the last point pulled my head back, coughing and sputtering. My face was a mess of saliva and I smiled up at him. He patted my head and called me a good girl. I giggled again for him and stood up for a moment. Unexpectedly the man grabbed my meaty waist and pulled me onto the couch. My body was thrumming, my head was light and filled with degenerate desperate cock thirsty thoughts. I felt his hand reach out to my ass and grab it hard. I twisted around to kneel on the couch with my ass to him and he pulled my pants down just enough for my ass to be exposed to him. I was smooth and shaved with just a few blemishes. He slapped his wet, hard dick against the side of my ass while his fingers tickled my anus. I I could hear a small grunt and him lean to the back of the couch. Next thing I know i feel a warm slippery and heavy liquid drip on my buttocks and lower back. He rubbed it in, it felt so good- i wanted more hands on me, more cock in my mouth. I was so thirsty that the moment I felt the tip of his finger in me, I pushed back. I squeezed my hole tight and rode his finger. He pulled out, gave me a hard spank and slapped the fleshy, bulbous head of his dick against my asshole. I was begging for him to fuck me in a raspy smaller voice. I called him daddy, and told him I would do anything for him to just fuck me.
It didn't take much begging for him to force and thrust his uncut meat into me. It was still a little painful and I yelped, but pushed back because it felt so good I couldn't put it into words. I liked the pain, I liked this intrusion- I wanted him to invade me and he did.
His belly was on me, and he leaned his weight into me, he grunted and grabbed my ass forcibly while spreading me wide. He thrusted harder and faster. I felt his sweat and saliva drip oon my buttocks and back. He called me a dumb cunt, a , a slut. I told him I am his girl, his sissy. I bit into the couch and was doing my best at high pitch squeeks while taking all of him in- then as soon as it started, he finished. I felt a hot sensation fill up in some part of me. I felt him shoot so much into me that even while he was deep inside my ass, I felt it drip down my inner thigh. It was when he pulled out that I heard the slop and the flood of cum dribbled down my legs. I was breathing heavy and while I loved every sensation of being degraded, fucked and used- I wanted more. I spun around and while cleaning his cock of all his sex juices- begged him for more.
He wiped his cock off on my face and hair, "I'll call some friends up" -

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