Novel & Cerita Crossdresser First Time With A Man

I only wore a thong so I could pleasure myself at any point of time. I never expected another man to see it. What should I do? I kept trying to free my head, but it got tighter instead. I could not free myself. The man grew more excited as he kept rubbing my bottom. I felt worked up from the sensation. He even trailed a finger between my legs. It felt a little itchy. It had been a while since a man had touched me, so it felt as though it was my first time. “This is so tight. It’s so rare for a massage parlor to have someone so inexperienced.”

He followed seconds later, groaning as he pulled out and came across my thigh. I slid down the wall, panting, legs jelly. The second man knelt, offered himself gently. I shook my head—no more tonight—but the invitation hung there. People murmured approval. Someone clapped softly. I pulled my jeans up with trembling hands, mask still hiding my flushed face. My body hummed, sore and satisfied and terrified all at once. This was my first time. And God help me, it felt so fucking good.

I assisted him in ridding me of the only piece of clothing that I had left on me. He stepped aside, undressing rapidly. His movements had gone from slow to urgent. When his jogger pants went down, and his dick sprang free, I almost passed out. Not that I'd seen many, but God! I haven't seen anything this big. He smiled. “You're really dedicated to this first time act, aren't you?” he said, climbing towards me. An act? I was certifiably terrified! As the bed dipped beneath his weight, my heart dipped deeper.

To my horror his released member had bounced back to full erection. This man wasn’t human! No way. He climbed over me and I instinctively fell on my back, his lips started those mouth made wonders again as he trailed kisses and bites all over my body, moving from my lips to my chest and abdomen. He moved up to whisper something to me, “I’m letting you experience this because it’s your first time. So I’ll go easy on you. But don’t expect this moving forward.” I gulped as he released my ears and went back down, all the way down. Should I be thankful to him that he didn’t strap my hands and feet?

maybe because this was the closest we were that I could satisfactorily examine the woman's face. Grace opened her jacket in a bit of a hurry but I immediately stopped her. "Let me do it," I said. This is my first time having sex. even though I did it with my own friends. I don't want to miss even a second of this beautiful moment. Grace was so resigned when I stripped her clothes one by one. It seemed that the woman was deliberately always wearing baggy clothes to hide her beautiful body. I even ran out of words looking at Grace's body.

“Fuck. Perfect. Come here, sweetheart.” The limo started moving through the city lights as Damien pulled Alex onto his lap. For the first time in his life, Alex felt another man’s hard cock pressing against his ass through their clothes. “You are shaking,” Damien murmured, running his hands up Alex’s smooth thighs. “First time dressed like this for money?” Alex nodded, biting his lip. “Yes, sir.” Damien chuckled warmly. “Good. I like breaking in new girls. Or should I say new boys?”

My chest rose and fell too quickly, nipples hard beneath the lace, thighs pressing together in desperate friction. “Spread them,” the first man said, his voice a husk of control. My body obeyed before my mind could catch up. The dress pooled further, and the lace of my panties was exposed to both sets of eyes. “Fuck,” the silver-masked man whispered, dragging a hand through his hair as though restraining himself. The first man knelt in front of me, his hands firm on my thighs. He pressed them wider, his masked face lowering until his breath fanned hot against the thin fabric between my legs. I gasped, clutching at the silk sheets with shaking fingers.

“I’m not one to stop myself in the middle of something fun, but… you’re a virgin. Are you sure you want to do this?” He wasn’t wrong. I had never gone this far with anyone before. But for some reason, I didn’t care. He didn’t wait for my answer—he seemed to already know my thoughts even before I voiced them out. In one swift motion, he pulled off his shirt and trousers, climbing onto the bed above me. His gaze softened slightly. “I’ll go easy. It’ll hurt at first, but trust me—you’ll enjoy it afterward.” And just like that, I gave myself to a man I had met in a club for the first time.

When the dress finally came down my waist, he took over. His hands went up my bare thighs pushing the fabric down until I was left in only my matching lace bra and panties. “Beautiful.” I found myself blushing at his compliment. He ran a finger down my stomach. I sucked in a breath as he reached behind me, unhooking my bra with ease like he has done this a thousand times before. “There's no going back from this Sophie.” I nodded, not caring what the consequences were, I was going to have sex for the first time in my life and it was going to be with the hottest man on the planet.

He might be a big bad alpha with an amazing reputation out there but right now he was looking like an annoyed toddler who was disturbed from having his favorite candy. "Came into my mind right now only," I smiled. "I guess... Twenty no thirty times before. I don't remember clearly," He shrugged. My eyes widened, what the fuck? "Just kidding, baby. I never took someone's clothes off before as they were already naked to get fucked. You are the first ever woman who I help in getting undressed and dressed both," He laughed. "I swear I would have given you the worst sex of your life if that was true," I huffed.