Date: Mon, 09 Jan 2006 12:09:21 -0800

From: Corey Anton <coreyzin@hotmail.com>

Subject: Boathouse Pussyboy

Corey Finds the True girl inside His body.

Corey Anton

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I screamed as his huge cock slammed deep into my love sleeve, spewing

his hot jets of cum into my belly. His hands held me by the hips in a

death grip, his cock still hard and throbbing as he ground it into

me, his balls pressed tight against my own. He slowly pulled it out so

that only the head was still inside and then slammed it home again.

I screamed in pain and ecstasy. "Fuck me mister, fuck me, please fuck

me," I crooned as he bent to the task for a second round.

It started earlier when I was working in the equipment room of our boat

house. My parents owned a small lakeside resort in the mountains with

12 cabins along the shore. I had laid down on an old boat seat that

was opened up to make a small couch, against the back wall.

I was taking a short nap when I awoke to grunting sounds just outside

the door and in the main boathouse area. I raised my head and looked

out the small window to see one of our guests, Michael [about 35]

standing naked and pounding his cock for an apparent quick jerk off.

I must have made some sort of sound, because he turned my way and our

eyes locked. He gasped a curse and came running into the room, his

beautiful cock swinging loose between his legs.

"What the hell are you looking at, you little shit!" he cried. "Nothing

Mister, I just woke up and saw you jerking off." He stopped and looked

at me... in just my shorts, no shirt and with an obvious hard-on. My

long blond hair falling over my shoulders

"Well, Well, Well.."he murmured, "what do we have here...a little slut

girl whore with a hard cock of her own." He stepped forward and

reaching down, stripped my shorts off. What was left was my own

secret, now exposed. Under my shorts, I was wearing girl's bikini

undies, lace and all.

"So, my little friends is a secret pussygirl." He smiled, checking me

over. It was then he saw me for what I really was. My breasts were baby

teen girl's breasts, even though I had a lean, smooth swimmer's body..

my breasts were always girl-like, with long nipples.

My older sister told me I was a girl in a boy's body and dressed me as

a girl from the time I was 5. Even to this time, I secretly dressed

that way, even developing a sultry girl's voice...

Because of my father beating me, I had been living in one of the smaller

cabins now for almost two years. There wer4 things going on in the

house he didn't want me to see.

Michael stood in front of me now, stroking his cock.. It was really big

and I couldn't take my eyes off it. I wanted to suck it, like I did my

friend's cock. Jim lived up the road and had been staying over weekends

with me for the whole summer. He loved me so much. We had learned

mansex together over the last two years and now I had a real man

standing there with cock in hand.

I bent down and took his cock in my hand and brought my lips to it....

He moaned as I sucked the precum from its gaping lips and I went at it

with all my desires flaming up inside me. Michael grabbed my head and

began thrusting into me.....ooooooh this was so good. I reached around

and grabbed his rock hard ass cheeks and pulled him deeper into me..

His 8 inch cock slid deep into my ready throat and he cried out fucking

my face ramming cock deeper into me, holding me by my head for fear I

would pull off..

Faster and faster he fucked my sweet mouth, finally arching into me as

his cock swelled with cum and he exploded into me, more cum than I had

ever thought possible, deep ropes of cum, one after the other, hot

burning cum, powering down my throat and oozing out of my overloaded

mouth, down my chin, and up my nose and face. Finally, he slowly

pulled out, with a popping sound from the sucking as I tried to suck

out the last drops of his sweet cum.

He stood back and surveyed his work, smiling. "Oh, Babydoll, my sweet

cuntface, you are such a good cocksucker. I love my little princess..,

" he cooed. "Now, he said in a firm voice. Lay your sweet body down so

I can fuck you." I laid down without a sound and looked up at his

still hard cock above me. It looked so huge from my position that I was

sure he would kill me with it.

Michael looked around and saw a large jar of Vaseline on the workbench

and stepped over the few feet, taking a large glob of it in his hand.

He flipped me over on my tummy, roughly lifting me up on my knees, my

tiny pink hole calling out to him. He quickly smeared the Vaseline onto

my asshole and fingers began their probe, sliding in and out, finger

fucking my wanton slot.

"Fuck me, fuck me, Michael, " I moaned. A hand came down on my ass,

with a stinging slap."I'm not Michael to you, you slutty bitch, you

fucking whore.... You call me Sir, do you understand....SIR!" with

that another brutal slap.

This slap was different then the ones my father rained on me, mixed

with his closed fist beatings.. Somehow, this made my cock jerk out.. I

maoned and wept, as tears filled my eyes," Yes Sir."

"Tell me what you want, boycunt. What do want me do to you

"Fuck me ,Sir, Please fuck me!" I cried out. Then his cock was at the

door of my love slot. I felt the searing pain as the head popped in,

breaking through the tight muscles. I let out a cry, a whimper as my

asshole was stretched to fit his thick cock..

Michael...eerrr, I mean Sir grabbed me by the hips to get an anchor

hold and shoved in with a deep cry of his own.... "Take my cock you

little cunt... oh sweet pussyboy"

He was like a mad man humping into me with a fury... within three or

four massive lunges, my ass opened up to his cock and his balls were

slapping against my balls, making a rhythm of music, his cock now

working me hard and furiously.

He was taking full strokes now, pulling out to just the tip of his cock

head inside and then a forceful piston of a powerful lunge into my

deepest parts..

I was screaming with each lunge now, screaming in joyous rapture as I

was getting the best fuck of my young life....Oh man, this was a dream

come true...

Now his grunting was coming faster and I felt his cock swelling even

larger inside my love hole.. He gripped my hips in a death grip and

began to jerk and spasm as the cum came up from the bottom of his balls

through his long cock and blew into my belly, hot and burning fire,

pumping hot cum into my very being... I wept, sobbing as it hit me,

crying out, "Oh yes, yes, yes, oh yes, Sir more, please more, please

more," until he finally stopped, still buried deep in me, rolled us

over onto the seat, holding me in a cupped position, his hands now on

my breasts, my nipples hard , my hair all over the place.

We talked and I told him I loved to dress up as a girl and wanted to be

his girl, for as long as he wanted me. He told me I was the best fuck

of his life and he would be my lover and master. Sir held me tight for

at least 15 minutes, kissing my neck and licking my ears, massaging my

breasts, and then stroking my cock until I groaned with true pleasure,

shooting my cum out in grateful release.

Finally, his cock went limp inside me and slowly, ever so slowly, so

reluctant to take it from its love nest, he pulled out and left me

there. As he left he stood at the door, smiling down at my so ever

fucked, broken body.

"Be at my Cabin at 8 PM sharp. Do you Understand?. 8 Sharp! And sweet

pussygirl, cum as a slutgirl, all dressed up to play...get that sweet

cunt all ready to take my cock again."

"Yes sir,"I smiled, knowing Just what I would wear, the make-up I would

use to be his slutpussy.

Little did I know that when I stepped through the door of that cabin

tonight, my life here would be essentially over for good and new,

strange, awful and exciting things lay ahead that I could not even

imagine..

But I'll tell you about that next time... write me if you like.. I write

about things that have happened in my real life, making me who I am

today.. How about you?

Coreyzin@yahoo.com