Lisa in disguise

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Chapter 1 - The Photo Trap

I was 16, and it was my first time wearing women's clothing in public and having a photoshoot—I was so excited!

But being in front of other people made me incredibly nervous. To avoid looking like a boy in front of others and in photos, I started preparing everything that would make me look more like a girl. The vest I planned to wear when I went out in women's clothing was finally going to come in handy. Since it was my first time taking women's photos, I wanted to look absolutely stunning, so I prepared a black bodysuit, black thigh-high stockings, and black stiletto heels.

To make sure I could change my makeup quickly, I first wore a silicone bra under my men's clothing, then picked out some sexy underwear, stuck my penis behind my back, put it on, wore skinny jeans, a pair of casual shoes, and a long coat before heading out.

Finally, I saw his car at the intersection. After getting in, I looked at him, and he looked at me too.
He actually said to me, "Even though you're dressed as a man, your delicate face really does look like a girl's."

He made me as nervous as a little girl caught stealing something, especially since it was the first time I'd ever dressed as a man under a woman's clothes in front of someone. He kept talking to me the whole way, but I was still so nervous my mind went completely blank. When we arrived

at the motel, he opened the window to pay the bill, and I didn't dare look out the window, afraid the staff would see two men in the motel and give me that strange look.

Finally, we were inside the motel, and my nervousness lessened a bit. When I entered the room with my women's clothing, I saw him carrying a DSLR camera. I exclaimed, "Wow, your camera looks so professional!"

He replied, "No, it's just an amateur camera; I just enjoy taking pictures."

I was both nervous and incredibly excited—I could wear women's clothing and take photos outside! Once inside the room, I became a little flustered and carelessly forgot that I was supposed to be a woman, since I was supposed to be wearing women's clothes. So, I started taking off my clothes right there in the room, leaving only my underwear, and started putting on the black thigh-high stockings I had prepared. Perhaps because I was in such a hurry to change, I forgot to notice he was watching me. He said, "Wow, I didn't expect your figure to be so feminine."

I looked up and saw him staring at me with wide eyes, and suddenly I felt shy. I said, "Don't look yet, turn your head away."

He said, "I didn't expect you to be shy like a girl. Haha."

I immediately lowered my head, feeling incredibly nervous and shy. I quickly changed into my clothes and put on my high heels. Looking at myself in the mirror, I was quite pleased with myself. I don't know when he turned around, but I saw him in the mirror, watching me admire my appearance.

He suddenly said, "I didn't expect you to have such a girlish figure. Your legs are so beautiful."

For some reason, hearing him say that made me especially happy, and I unconsciously struck a few poses in front of him. I said, "I'm so happy to hear you say that. Thank you for saying that."

Then I went to the dressing table to put on my long hair and get ready for makeup, but he said, "It seems you need a little more time. I'll go take a shower first!"

"A shower?" I said, surprised.

"Since we're here, we shouldn't waste money. Anyway, I'll wait for you to finish your makeup!" he said. Okay! So I didn't think much of it and said, "I'll tell you when I'm done!" He was right. So I started putting on my makeup, and he went to take a bath.

Finally, everything was all done. I was so happy when I saw myself in the mirror, and I shouted, "I'm all done!" At that moment, I thought, "How wonderful it would be if I could go out like this

in women's clothes!" (I was so happy). After he finished drying his hair, he came out wrapped in a towel and said, "You're all done? Wow, you're so beautiful, absolutely stunning!" Then, without me noticing, he picked up his camera and started taking pictures.

I looked at him, startled, and said, "Aren't you wearing any clothes? How are you going to take pictures of me?"

He actually laughed and said, "Don't worry, you're the one posing. I just need to find the right angle. Whether I'm wearing clothes or not won't affect the angle at which I press the shutter." Then he started taking pictures again, focused on his work.

That made sense, didn't it? (I hadn't thought that much about it.) And since he was taking pictures of me, I suddenly felt completely lost.

He suddenly told me to sit on the edge of the bed and strike a natural pose. It was my first time being photographed, and I didn't know what to do. Just as I was feeling a little lost, he came over and lifted my back, telling me to straighten up and strike the pose he wanted. (I noticed he was quite close to me, naked.) For some reason, I blushed and my heart started racing. While I was blushing, I didn't notice him suddenly grab my leg, which startled me. He said, "You should pose your legs like this; it'll look more beautiful and longer in the photo."

Because he wanted to take a better picture, I was too afraid to move. Then, he suddenly slid his hand down my leg to my instep. (I suddenly felt a tingling sensation.) This feeling was strange and embarrassing, and I don't know if it was because we were finally going to take pictures, or what, but I felt a little excited.

Because he was kneeling in front of me, the towel was slightly open. When I suddenly looked up, I accidentally saw his... well, you read that right, the one every man has. It suddenly caught my eye. Wow, was he hard? It looked hard!

"Okay! Don't move, we're about to film." He said, standing up.

I snapped out of my daze. Oh my god, what happened to me? Why was I looking at his...? I suddenly felt so shy and awkward, replying, "Okay!"

So I looked at the camera, watching him film me, and suddenly, as he moved, I accidentally saw his towel "stood up"! Oh my god, he was really hard! For some reason, I was too shy to look.

As I looked away, he said, "Next, climb onto the bed and strike some poses you want, then I'll film you."

I replied, "How do I strike? I don't know how."

So he came over, told me to lie on my side on the bed and not move, and started posing me again. He turned around and moved closer to me, this time even closer. Oh my god, he was right in front of me with his towel sticking up. Oh my god, what am I being shy about? I'm not a girl, why am I so shy? Suddenly, the towel fell down. My eyes widened in shock. There it was, standing stiffly in front of me. For some reason, my heart started racing. And my penis, I could feel it slowly hardening. This made me incredibly nervous.

I immediately looked at him. He said, "Ah, sorry, it wasn't tied properly, it just slipped down from all the movement." He looked at me and said, "Wow, why is your face turning red? Haven't you ever seen other men's penises?"

I lowered my head and said, "Of course not." (I felt incredibly shy for some reason). "I'm just curious, you're hard, aren't you?" (Oh my god, I actually asked him something like that?)

He looked at me, laughed, and said, "Haha, yeah, it's hard not to get hard when there's a beautiful woman in front of me."

I looked at him, and oh my god, my heart started pounding even harder. For some reason. After he wrapped himself in a towel, he immediately moved behind me and started grabbing my hands and waist, posing me in the positions he wanted. Then he grabbed my legs, posing me in the same way. But for some reason, when he touched me, I became even more nervous and my heart raced. Especially when he touched my legs, his hands felt so lightly gliding over them, and the sensation through my stockings made my whole body feel incredibly numb and tingly. Oh no, I was really hard. My penis was pressing and rubbing between my underwear and my legs, it felt so tempting. I didn't dare let him find out, I didn't want to ruin my beautiful appearance.

He started taking pictures of me again, constantly changing angles and directions. I didn't dare look at him at all, and I didn't dare move.

"Okay, time to change positions. Let's go to the recliner." He said to me.

I turned around and looked at him in surprise! What should I do? I was terrified that he would see my bulge if I got up.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Nothing, nothing." I said nervously.

"Let's change places, we need to take another picture." He said as he turned around.

After he turned around, I secretly got up from the bed and secretly looked at my lower body. Oh my god, there was a small bulge in my beautiful curves. This is terrible. I secretly grabbed a small pillow to cover myself.

He then turned around and grabbed my hand, saying, "Come over here."

I suddenly became nervous and blurted out, "Can we still take more pictures on the bed?"

He looked at me and said, "Well, that's fine." "

Then kneel on the bed, facing the bed, and turn your head around." He said to me.

I looked at him, puzzled. He asked me to stand on the bed first. After I stood up, he held my waist and asked me to kneel down. Then, supporting my waist, he helped me turn to face the wall. Suddenly, his hand slowly slid down from my waist to my legs. Oh my god, the feeling sent shivers down my spine. He then pushed my legs apart, spreading them into a V-shape. At that moment, I felt him caressing my legs.

He said, "Oh my god, what beautiful legs, I can't help but touch them a little more."

Oh my god, my heart was pounding even faster. It was the first time someone had touched my legs, which were clad in stockings, like this. And it was a man. This feeling was so strange. I glanced back at him. When he saw me looking at him, he smiled and said, "I'm sorry, did touching you like this make you uncomfortable?"

Seeing him looking at me, I said shyly, "No, it's just the first time I've been touched like this, it feels very strange." He

looked at me and said, "Really? It's rare to have such beautiful legs. Can I touch them a little more?"

I stared at him in surprise, never expecting him to say something like that.

He said again, "Oh, it's okay if you don't like it, you can tell me."

I thought for a moment, then said shyly, "No, it's okay, you can touch it and see."

He smiled at me and said, "Really? Thank you, that's great."

He started stroking my ankles. Oh my god, it felt so good. I never thought that being touched while wearing stockings would feel so good. It felt amazing. Because my back was to him, he couldn't see my expression. He slowly started sliding his hand up my ankles. Oh my god, the feeling almost made my body go limp. I pressed my hands against the wall for support, afraid that I would collapse forward. Unexpectedly, as he touched me, he started to slip his hand under my skirt and onto my legs. I was startled because I didn't expect my legs to be so sensitive. I turned my head and looked at him.

He looked at me and said, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

I said, "No...don't go any higher, it's so sensitive, it makes me feel really weird."

He smiled at me and said, "It feels good, right? Your legs are so beautiful, I can't believe I've touched such beautiful legs."

I turned my head away, completely embarrassed, not knowing what to say. He probably thought I didn't mind him continuing to touch me, because his hand started to wander over my lower body. Oh my god, this feeling is so good, so strange, my lower body felt a little out of control, slowly growing bigger and bigger. Then he slowly started touching me again, and I was shocked, he actually touched my penis.

I reacted and grabbed his hand, saying, "You...you're touching the wrong place."

He smiled and said, "Wow, you...you're reacting?" (I lowered my head even further).

I didn't expect him to start playing with my penis. At this moment, I was terrified. I gripped his hand even tighter. But then I heard him say, "Does this feel good?"

Oh my god, my...my entire rationality...snap. My grip loosened slightly, and his hands, one playing with my penis and the other sliding along the edge of my thigh, became increasingly arousing.

As he continued this, I gradually closed my eyes, my breathing becoming rapid. Suddenly, I felt something hard pressing against my buttocks. Startled, I opened my eyes and looked back. I saw him pressing his lower body against my buttocks. "Oh my god, how could this happen?" I said, "You...!!!"

He looked at me and said, "I'm sorry, you're so beautiful, I really couldn't resist."

Oh my god, this feeling is so strange, having something hot and hard rubbing against my butt. I immediately said to him, "No, don't do this, it's really weird to be like this by a guy."

He said, "Will this be uncomfortable? I just couldn't help it, I won't do anything to you, let me rub against you for a bit, okay? Otherwise, if I keep holding back, I won't be able to concentrate on taking pictures of you. I'll just rub against you outside until I feel good."

I... At this moment, although I felt strange, I didn't feel uncomfortable, and I didn't know what to say. And I was also afraid that he wouldn't be able to take good pictures of me later, so... at this moment, I could only reply to him, "Okay."

He touched my legs, held my waist, and pressed his hard little brother against my butt, slowly rubbing it. Then he whispered in my ear, "Thank you... I found your butt so soft, it feels so good."

Oh my god, my whole face turned super red. I'm clearly a guy, how come I feel like a girl? And…and…the more he thrust, the stranger it felt, yet strangely special it was. Suddenly, I had this fantasy that he'd thrust into my butt. Oh my god, why am I being so perverted? And I actually want him to penetrate me! How could I think like this? I'm acting so weird.

Suddenly, I felt his penis, instead of thrusting, sliding between my legs. Oh my god, what's going on? I looked down and realized that while he was touching me, my skirt had been lifted up, and my butt, clad in cotton panties, was exposed to him. His penis was rubbing between my legs, that hot, hard thing moving back and forth. This feeling was so strange. It wasn't particularly pleasurable, but it was definitely peculiar.

And then, his hand started playing with my penis through my panties. At that moment, my whole body felt even more numb and tingling. He said, "Does it feel good? You helped me, so I'll help you too. That way, I won't treat you unfairly."

I couldn't respond because it felt so good. I never imagined that my penis would feel so good being played with like this. He whispered in my ear, "I'll make you feel even better."

I couldn't answer him at all. My whole body felt numb and tingling. At that moment, he played with my penis with one hand and slowly pulled down my underwear with the other, and the hand that was playing with my penis started to actually touch it. Oh my god, it felt even more sensitive. It felt so good. Even though I knew it was a guy playing with me like this, I couldn't ask him to stop. But then... I felt it too. His penis, with its real body temperature, was pressed tightly between my thighs. This feeling was so special. I couldn't resist it at all. My body went limp, and I was on all fours, being thrust into by him. Suddenly, I felt like a girl being penetrated from behind. My thoughts changed. They became lewd. I actually started thinking like that. Just as I was thinking, "Don't stop," he... stopped. He said to me, "Wait a minute, I'm grabbing something."

I glanced at him and saw him take a white, tube-shaped thing out of his bag, like ointment. I asked him what it was. He said, "This is something to make my little brother less slippery when I rub against your leg."

I had no idea what he was talking about and could only reply, "Oh! Okay."

I only saw him apply it to his penis, and then he inserted it between my legs. I felt a slippery, wet sensation, and when his penis moved, it wasn't as tight as before. This feeling became even more wonderful, and his hands started playing with my legs and penis. I was once again unable to extricate myself from this comfortable and numb sensation.

"Ah...it hurts...you...how could you...pull it out quickly...it really hurts..."

He actually...inserted his penis into my anus. It hurt so much that I abandoned all the comfortable feeling I had just experienced. I tried to push him away with my hands, but he grabbed my hands and, ignoring the pain, started thrusting hard. It felt like my anus was being torn apart; the pain brought tears to my eyes.

I didn't care if I fell if I let go of his other hand. I reached out to push him away, but he grabbed my other hand too, causing me to fall forward. He pulled his penis out, but then quickly shoved it back into my anus. I cried, "Ah...it really hurts...please pull it out...I beg you..."

He said, "It feels so good, so incredibly good. I didn't expect it to be so tight the first time."

I cried, "No...please...it really hurts...please pull it out..." At that moment, tears started streaming down my face.

He said, "You're so beautiful, sexy legs, sexy ass. I can't help it. I want to keep fucking you. It feels so good. So good, so tight."

He ignored my pleas and kept thrusting. I kept begging him to let me go.

Gradually, for some reason, although it still hurt, the pain gradually lessened, and a tingling, comfortable sensation slowly began to appear. I gradually lowered my voice, and my cries became increasingly different.

He said, "It's getting better, isn't it? Just bear with it a little longer, it'll feel really good soon."

When I heard him say that, honestly, I didn't want to respond to him at all, not at all. Just like he said, gradually, for some reason, the feeling became very strange. It felt like there was a fullness in my buttocks, and that fullness began to intensify the tingling sensation. I stopped shouting and talking; this tingling sensation started to make my heart race, and every time he pushed into my buttocks, it felt like the tingling sensation was rushing from my buttocks to my brain. Oh my god, this feeling was getting stronger and stronger. How could I have started to like this feeling?

He grabbed my hands and repeatedly thrust his penis into my buttocks, while I lay prone, listening to the sounds of him thrusting into me from behind. It started to stimulate me more and more, making me feel like a girl being vigorously penetrated by a man. I never imagined I'd start to like this lewd thought.

He asked, "Is it good? Should I go in a little deeper?"

He wasn't really asking, because as soon as he asked, he thrust even deeper. Oh my god, this feeling... my mind went blank. It felt so good. My whole body started to go limp, like I was being electrocuted. Without realizing it, I started panting in sync with his thrusts. Even though I was dressed like a girl, I was still a boy. I couldn't understand why girls moan, but the tingling pleasure I felt made me feel like every time he thrust in, the air I inhaled was being forced out of my mouth. I was almost unable to think straight. "No...don't...stop..."

He started to release my hands. I could have pushed him away, but...I...couldn't. My body was becoming uncontrollable. "I want more..."

He moved his hands to my waist and began to thrust deeper and faster, while his other hand started to play with my penis. Oh my god, this feeling... Me: "No, no... I... don't want to... stop..."

Him: "Is it good? It feels so good to fuck you, I don't want to stop, I want to keep fucking you."

Me: "No... don't stop... it feels so good, I want... I want... to..."

He kept thrusting into me, then turned my head and started to violate my mouth. Oh my god, it was the first time a man had kissed me, and he even put his tongue in my mouth. My back was being thrust into, my front was being played with, and my mouth was being played with by this man's snake head. This feeling was so strange, but... I really couldn't let go... I wanted more...

Him: "Oh my god, your first time is so tight... so tight I can't take it anymore..."

Me: "You... you... you're going in so deep... it feels so good..."

He suddenly increased the speed of his thrusting. Now I finally understand why girls in porn moan. Me: "Ah~ Ah~ Ah~~"

Him: "I can't take it anymore... I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum all inside..."

At that moment, I was terrified. Me: "No... Ah~ No... You can't... Cum inside... Ah~" It was too late when I finished speaking.

Him: "Ah~~" He just ejaculated inside me, lying on top of me.

And I was probably because it felt so good, plus that last thrust, I... cummed, feeling a little weak as I lay on the bed. I felt a little warm inside my butt, and I... liked this feeling.

Chapter Two - The Transformation in Nightclubs

I fell in love with cross-dressing when I was very young. At 16, I went out for my first cross-dressing photoshoot, an experience I can't forget and which fueled my love for cross-dressing even more. After that, I stopped secretly cross-dressing at home. Even today, I still find companions in chat rooms to cross-dress and take photos outside, but I've never actually gone out in women's clothing. Every time I cross-dress, it's either at someone's house or at a hotel. Only today, on my 18th birthday, to celebrate finally turning 18, did I arrange with my chat room companions to go to a hotel to cross-dress and celebrate my 18th birthday.

Pretending my family was asleep, I secretly took my favorite women's clothing and went to meet my friends at the agreed-upon location. After arriving at the hotel, we all changed and got dressed up. We were so happy, feeling like a group of girls having fun in the hotel. After a few drinks, everyone started complimenting each other's outfits. Although we were all a little tipsy and having a great time, someone suddenly suggested, "Since we're all out, how about we go to a nightclub?"

We were all a bit surprised. Whether it was because of the alcohol or just general boldness, someone actually agreed, "Sure, let's go to a nightclub!" So... we headed to the nightclub.

When we got there, I became really nervous, my heart was pounding. (This...this...this is the first time I've ever dressed in women's clothes in public!!) Inside, it was very dark, and there were tons of men and women dancing on the dance floor. It was my first time in a nightclub, and I was completely captivated by the crowd and the scenery. When we first entered, I noticed that some men would see us and start whispering among themselves. Suddenly, I heard a few guys behind me saying, "That girl up there is so tall and has such a great figure."

I don't know if the people in the club were too high-spirited, or if the lighting was too dim, but they didn't seem to realize I was a guy. This made me start to relax a bit. While the others were still stunned by the environment, they had already gone to the bar to order drinks. So, with drinks in hand and music playing, we started to blend into the club atmosphere.

"Don't just stay in your seat, let's go dance on the dance floor!" my companion said, so we went to the dance floor and started dancing.

While we were having fun dancing on the dance floor, I noticed that it was getting more and more crowded around me. Several more guys were dancing, but for some reason, they started getting closer and closer. I started to feel like someone was dancing right next to me from behind, and my heart started racing (I was super nervous). I was so afraid they would find out I was a guy.

Suddenly, I felt hands starting to roam over my body. "(Oh my god)!! It's the boy behind me." I was so nervous and shy, I acted like a real girl. When my friends saw me like this, they actually smiled at me and started moving away. I tried my best to look at them for help with my eyes... (Help... help me!)!!

They seemed to understand what I meant, but they just winked at me and stepped aside. Oh my god, just like that, I was surrounded by a bunch of boys. Was it because they saw my friends move away? Or was it because I was surrounded by a bunch of boys? The boy behind me started to get bolder.

He put one arm around my waist, and the other hand started to slide down my legs, which were covered in stockings. He tightened his grip on my waist, and in that instant, I was pressed against him. Oh my god! …I felt something hard pressing against my buttocks. To the rhythm of the crazy music, he was making my body sway against his. To others, it might have looked like we were dancing intimately, but I could feel him rubbing his lower body against my crotch. Being watched by several pairs of eyes in public made me even more nervous and afraid to say no.

Perhaps because I didn't refuse, I started to feel more than one pair of hands on my body. Other hands began to secretly roam over my legs. Oh my god, I don't know if it was from nervousness or what, but my whole body started to become sensitive. Having several hands touching my legs like that, especially since I was wearing stockings, gradually made me feel a little sensitive and a little comfortable, making me incredibly nervous yet also very excited.

Suddenly… really suddenly… I started to like this feeling. (What should I do?) My mind was racing with thoughts, and then…!

The hand behind me started to move up between my legs (I was startled)... I immediately grabbed his hand, trying to stop it from going any further. I was incredibly nervous, terrified he'd discover I was a boy. But then I heard him whisper in my ear, "I know you're a boy. If you don't let go, I'll yell, 'So you're a boy!'"

(Oh my god, I felt like a little boy caught by the teacher secretly wearing stockings.) My heart was pounding, like it was about to jump out of my chest, but his hand kept moving upwards. (What should I do? What should I do?... What if someone else finds out?) I was completely lost.

Not knowing what to do, I could only obediently listen to him, my grip tightening as I held onto his hand. He seemed to notice my grip loosening and became even bolder, reaching deeper into my skirt.

Others seemed to see his hand moving upwards too, and since I didn't resist, they started touching and playing with my stockinged legs even more boldly.

As the music grew louder, their movements became bolder, and he finally slipped his hand between my legs. (Oh my god, I felt so strange; this feeling made my legs go weak.) Perhaps because I was wearing stockings, his touch on my penis, moving closer and further away, sent shivers down my spine with each touch, a tingling, electric sensation.

This feeling... was so strange, yet so stimulating... Why did I start to crave his touch?

I suddenly felt so bad, so mischievous.

Was it the alcohol? Or the music? I was becoming lost in the moment. Whether he was dissatisfied or wanted more excitement, he began to slip his hand inside my stockings. I knew my last line of defense was about to be breached, and I tensed up, gripping his arm tightly.

I glanced around; thankfully, everyone was focused on dancing and hadn't noticed. Then I heard him say... "Don't be nervous, I just want to make you feel better." I tensed up even more. It felt good, but being in public like this, how could I possibly feel any better?

His hand finally reached for my penis, and began to slowly play with it. I… completely lost control of my thoughts; my rationality… was about to snap. This environment, this situation, oh my god, it felt so stimulating, so good…

I couldn't control my penis; it was actually… growing bigger. I started to tense up again. I was so afraid of being seen, so I immediately bent over slightly, afraid someone would notice the small bulge in my lower body. And after bending over a little, I realized that his hard penis was perfectly positioned, pressing against my anus. He tightened his grip on my waist, pressing hard against my anus while he gently played with my front. I was… unable to cope.

He said again, "Feels good, doesn't it? I've never played with a boy as beautiful and dressed so sexily as you before, it's really something new."

After he said that in my ear, I became even more shy, like a girl. With him saying those words and continuing to play with my body, my rationality... really snapped! Then I realized he was trying to take off my stockings and panties. This time I was really scared, so I grabbed his hand tightly and whispered in his ear, "No, you can't!"

Then... "Let's... go to the toilet!" Oh my god! I can't believe I said that. While I was still wondering why I said that, he... actually... actually pulled my hand and led me straight to the toilet.

When we got to the toilet, he pushed me into the stall. Then I could clearly see him, and he could clearly see me too.

"I didn't expect you to still be so beautiful under the lights, it's a surprise," he said as we looked at each other. And when I saw him, I was surprised to find he was actually quite handsome! This made me even more nervous. (What's wrong with me? How could I say something like that?) I'm just a nicely dressed guy, why am I getting nervous around a guy like this?

Without a word, before I could even react, he pulled me close and kissed me. My eyes widened as I watched him get incredibly close, his lips pressing against mine. After the kiss, he started pulling down his pants, saying, "You're so beautiful, I can't take it!"

After he finished, he pressed me down, and oh my god, I was facing a penis right in front of me, "it" pressed against my lips, and I just stared at it.

"You...have never given a blowjob before?" I blurted out, as if he'd hit a nerve.

Looking at his penis again, I actually felt a strange urge to try it, so...I gently opened my mouth and started putting his penis inside.

The first time... the first time I gave a man a blowjob, it felt so strange. Putting it in my mouth felt like a hot dog being stuffed into my mouth. Maybe it was because I'm competitive, after all, I'm a boy too, so I knew where a man's penis was most sensitive. I started holding his penis and slowly licking his sensitive areas. (Oh my god! I actually like this feeling of serving a man, what's wrong with me?) I really started to feel like I didn't want to let go of his penis, and licking it felt so delicious. It felt like eating my favorite popsicle, I didn't want to eat it all at once. So I slowly started to put his penis in my mouth, slowly sucking and licking it. Then he actually pulled me away and said, "No, if you keep blowing me like this, I'll ejaculate."

He turned me completely around, so I was facing the wall. Because I lost my balance while turning, I fell against the wall. He then pulled my stockings down to my legs, turned my head back, and kissed me passionately. He... impatiently pulled my panties down to my legs, grabbed his penis, and tried to insert it directly into my anus. But maybe he had never had sex with a man before, because he couldn't get it in very well. "Your anus is really tight, I can't quite get it in," he said, using his saliva as lubricant on his penis. He then tried to push his penis into my anus, and he seemed to think he was in the right place, so he pushed forward forcefully. "Ah!..." Maybe because I had only had this experience once before, my anus still felt a little resistant, so I accidentally cried out in pain.

He covered my mouth with his mouth and said, "Shh, someone will hear us. Wow, you're so tight inside. You've never been penetrated by a man before, huh?" He started thrusting into me while saying this.

Because my mouth was covered and I felt a little pain, I could only say, "Ugh...it hurts...ugh...it hurts..." He didn't care at all whether I was in pain or not, and he just kept thrusting into me.

Maybe because this was my second time, it didn't hurt as much as before. This time, although it hurt a little, it also had a kind of tingling pleasure. Gradually... the pain started to weaken. Because I was afraid of being heard in the bathroom, I could only breathe rapidly. My breathing became rapid with each of his thrusts. This time, the feeling was more stimulating and more comfortable... and each time he thrust forward, he hit my buttocks and slapped them, which made me feel so good that my whole body felt tingling. Gradually, my buttocks started to sway with his thrusts. He lifted my waist, brought his head close to my ear, touched my latex breasts, and whispered to me, "I didn't expect your breasts to feel so real. You slut, I really didn't know you sooner."

His words made me feel even more stimulated, and my anus actually became sensitive. Oh my god, being thrust into like this felt so good. I... became... so lewd. Because we were in the bathroom, even with loud dance music playing, I was still afraid of being heard, so I had to hold back my moans, "Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..."

But unexpectedly, just as I was enjoying myself, he whispered in my ear, "No...I can't take it, it's too tight, I'm going to cum."

He pulled me forward forcefully, and I suddenly felt something hot rush into me! I was startled: "No! How can you cum inside?" But it was too late; he really did cum inside.

(Not enough, I want more, I...want more.) I thought as I moved my hips. He actually laughed and said, "You slut, you still want more? But what if I go soft?"

I...my heart softened halfway. Oh well, okay, I guess I'll just consider it an unsatisfying one-night stand. He started putting on his pants, and I started putting on my underwear and stockings. Then I wondered, how did he know I was a guy? So I asked him, "By the way, how did you know I'm a guy?"

He actually laughed and said, "When you were about to come in at the door, I was just about to come in too. I saw that some of you had skeletons that looked like men, and I knew one or two of you were definitely guys. I initially thought you were their female friends, but I overheard your conversation behind you, and

that's when I realized you were a guy too." I was quite surprised. "Oh, so that's when you found out! That scared me. I thought you could tell."

"Haha, how could I possibly tell? You're very pretty, and when you're not talking, you really don't look like a guy at all." At this point, I smiled a little happily, and we each left the restroom. He didn't get my phone number, and I didn't dare ask him if I wanted to exchange numbers to get to know him. But I guessed he probably didn't want to either, since I'm a guy. And... I also thought, well, it's better if he doesn't, because I felt he wasn't gentle enough. Moreover, because of him, I became more repressed and horny, and because of him, I actually started to crave being penetrated.

Because of this experience, I fell in love with a hot penis.

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