Novel & Cerita Crossdresser First Time With A Man

“Please, baby. Let's not fight over this. Your clothes are too revealing. You can't wear that outside.” I inhaled before I turned to face him. “I'm no longer a child, Jay. The earlier you realize that, the better it would be for us.” I removed his hand from mine. “I dressed like this for my boyfriend. Or isn't that allowed? He's an alpha, and the man I will undoubtedly give my first time to. Dressing this way wouldn't hurt anyone.”

I cringed, wishing I had spared a moment to select a proper underwear before leaving the house. But looking back at Cross’s face, he didn’t seem to mind. His gaze intensified, like stormy dark clouds. “That’s not enough, little one.” He said, his eyes never leaving my body for a moment. “Take off everything.” I hesitated only for a brief second before obeying with shaky hands. I stripped down before his unwavering gaze, left in nothing. My bare breasts and clean shaven pussy stared back at him. I suddenly felt self conscious. What the hell was I even doing? This wasn’t me. What the hell was I thinking stripping naked in front of a guy, begging to be fucked?

He quickly did the same, but slower because he was distracted by the sight of me flexing as he removed his boots. “Take out my cock," he ordered. And get on your knees." I could have refused but I was weak and I was ready to give this man my first time. Like in a daze, I reached for the button on his jeans. I flicked it open and unzipped, careful of the thick bulge now pressing against his briefs. He was already hard for me, a fact I liked very much. Reaching in, I wrapped my hand around his cock. He was hot, the skin stretched tight, and my mouth watered. I jerked him

I wanted to know what the fuss was all about. I'd been celibate for years. I'd been on a few dates here and there but no one attracted or enticed me until I walked into The Club. I'd worn a short, revealing dress that I'd imagined women would wear there. I was uncomfortable in my own skin, but I braved it out. I'd wandered around after I got a drink from the bar. I'd gotten an education, and a pair of wet panties as I watched different 'shows' taking place all around the vast, darkened room. I was aroused for the first time in years.

To make my father happy again but when things seemed to be getting bright, he had an accident and was now unable to fight out of come. But never, never had I been at the mercy of a man like I now was at Alexandro King. At first, it had been humiliating. Going down on my knees for him, undoing his belt. But when my hand scraped over his hard-on, I couldn’t believe it turned me on. It was my first time coming face to face with a man’s member and I hated how my mouth had watered at the sight. I was scared he would somehow figure out how wet I was down there!

I'm conscious of being only in my underwear, and Pierce obviously is too. "Your face is all red, does it make you nervous when I stare at you?" Of course, I am! What does he think? We're both guys, and this feels so wrong. I can't believe that my first time is actually going to be with a guy! The thought nearly brings tears to my eyes. Pierce toys with the waistband of my underwear. "I want to look at you all day..." He suddenly dips his hand inside and strokes my dick. "Ah!" I yelp when he starts to massage my balls. He seems oddly pleased by my reaction.

The only thing separating his manhood from my core was the flimsy fabric of his boxers, which, by the way, were getting damped by my juices and his pre-cum. “Stella…” He whispered, and I responded “Please…make love to me… I need you…” That was it, he got lost at my request, and he kissed me fiercely… My hands found their way to his boxer's elastic waistband and I hooked my fingers, lowering them as further as I could, helping his massive erection spring free. He finally removed his boxers, stepping out of them, and one of my hands found its way to his manhood, wrapping it with my palm and fingers. I started stroking his erect member, making him even harder. A little pre-cum showed at the tip

JANE'S POV “Hey Jane, can I come pick you up tonight? I ignored the message because I wasn't interested. Spicy was too extra and he made me laugh the entire time. He started telling me about how some guys tried to do him dirty because he was a crossdresser and how he fought all of them for self-defense. He demonstrated everything and I was laughing, forgetting that it wasn't a comedy show. He fixed the wig and when I added a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I was looking like a 24-year-old baddie. He started my make up and in no time we were done. I was taken to another room to pick out some selected outfits, and I fell in love with the first outfit I tried. I didn't take it off.

It was as if he was addicted to its strange smell, and it was good to run his lips and tongue over her little clitoris. His desire to do what he had never done intensified when he heard the girl’s moan. She seems to be going crazy with the taste, and he loves to hear her moan. “Ahhh, oh my... shit, if only I had known that the feeling would be this good, I would have done it before!” Alexander was stunned by what he heard from the woman. He didn’t like what the woman said. “It’s my first time to do this to a woman, so don’t make the mistake of having any other man do this to you!”

Despite the fact that they did not know one another, the touches they were receiving from each other were making them happy. Their clothes were soon thrown on the floor, and their bodies melted in the heat of the passion. It was the man's first time touching a girl, and he couldn't deny how much he liked her. Her touches on his body, and her voice when it moaned in delight aroused him even further.