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Sissy Dog Sitter

I’m a sissy, mostly still in the closet. This confession is of a fantasy, probably my most taboo one.

My boss, Charles, asks me to housesit for a week while he takes his beautiful wife on vacation to Aruba. He knows me as Roger. He’s a tall, muscular, older man. There’s no question he’s the alpha at work. He’s treats me with respect, but there’s a glint in his eye that tells me he knows what I truly am.

I get to their house at 7am. His wife gives me instructions about the house plants, lawn watering schedule, and where to leave the mail. She points out all of the food in the fridge and tells me to enjoy myself.

Charles opens the door out to the garage. “We’d better go we don’t want to miss our flight!” We go out to the garage to his running Range Rover, and that’s when I meet Bruce. “Roger,” Charles says as he’s loading their luggage, “this is Bruce. Fill his bowl with food once a day and keep his water filled. You don’t need to walk him, he has a door out to the yard.” He closes the hatch and moves to the driver door.

Bruce, a very handsome black and tan Doberman, walks over to me with his stubby tail wagging. His spiked collar only adds to his intimidating look, but he is very friendly. He sniffs my hand, licks my fingers and turns back to his large bed. As I step into the car I notice his large balls hanging between his legs.

The ride to the airport was pleasant. Charles and his wife talk about something, but I don’t listen. I cannot keep my mind from Bruce, what a handsome dog he is and how big his balls are.

We pull up to the drop off and Charles pulls out the luggage. His wife hugs me. “I always hug people at airports,” she smiles. She smells delightful and her breasts press against me. I’m very jealous of them.

“Call if you need anything,” says Charles.

“Don’t worry boss, everything will be fine,” I reply.

I leave the airport and stop by my apartment for my things. Charles gave me the week off of work, so I could manage his house. I pack my bag with only my female clothes, makeup, heels, and my two wigs. The only male items I bring are the clothes I’m wearing. I’m going to be Ginger all week.

I arrive back at their house and pull into the garage. Bruce pokes his head through the doggie door as I park. He comes over to me and I pat his head. I go to the guest bedroom to change and do my makeup. I wear a comfy cute tank and yoga pants and lounge on the sofa watching a movie. I paint my nails during a rom-com. Bruce occasionally comes in and naps at my feet.

When the movie ends, I decide to explore. Their house is large and very nice. I make my way through the rooms and find their master suite. I almost don’t go in, but I can’t resist. His wife’s walk-in closet is bigger than my bedroom. I walk along the racks of clothes, feeling the material with my fingers. She has an entire bookshelf filled with her heels. I pick up a pair of black pumps and slip my foot in one. It isn’t my size, but I’m able to get my foot in albeit very snuggly. Before I know it I have tried on all of her heels and most of her clothes. My favorites are her ball gowns. They are very tight on me as I’m probably two sizes bigger than she is, but I love the way they look.

I realize how late it is and remember Charles’ instructions to keep Bruce’s water filled. I throw my tank top on and hurry down to the garage with just my panties on my lower half. Bruce’s dish is empty and he’s waiting. I fill it and expect him to rush over for a drink, but he only looks at me.

“Go ahead,” I say. “Drink.” But he only watches me. I admire the sheen on his fur and his muscular frame. Ignoring his water, he approaches me. I offer my hand and he brushes it aside with this snout and sticks his nose between my legs. It surprises me and I step back. “No Bruce,” I hear myself say softly. But he persists and moves my small cock and balls around with his nose, sniffing my panties. I should stop him, but I don’t. I can’t. My mind isn’t in control of my body. He licks my small shaft and I instantly get hard. I notice my legs part to give him better access and he licks my balls and in between my legs.

I moan and tip my head back.

Bruce moves behind me. I should stop him again. But I spread my legs a little further. He noses between my cheeks, sniffing my ass through my panties. For some reason, my hands reach back and pull my panties down below my ass. He dives straight into my hole with his tongue. I moan and fall forward, catching myself on the hood of the SUV. He licks my hole for a long time. It seems like hours but is probably ten minutes. My fingers reach up under my tank top and tug at my nipples. I moan as he shoves his tongue in and out of my hole.

He abruptly stops and I catch my breath. In a moment of clarity I think about what I’m doing and how wrong it is. But just before I stand up straight I feel his paws on my shoulders and his breathing grows heavy.

He’s trying to mount me. He loses balance and slides his paws down, scratching my back. This is my moment to leave. But I don’t and he tries again to mount me. He can’t and scratches my back again. It hurts, but I like it. Finally, my body moves. Except I don’t stand up and walk away. I slide down to my hands and knees with my ass in the air.

That was it.

Bruce easily mounts me and I feel his weight on my back. His head is near my ear and I can hear his fast breathing. His thrusting hips draw closer and I feel them hitting the backs of my legs. I feel his cock poking at my hole. I should stop it, this is my last chance, but I push my ass up into to him and his cock finds its target.

He pushes into my hole, takes two steps forward and thrusts deep in of me. I gasp but push back more. His thrusting is frantic but steady. His balls slap against mine as his cock grows in me. I feel his cock swell and the thrusting stops. He is knotted. In me. I feel his hot cum unloading in me. It feels like an enema. It’s so much cum.

I wait on the floor under his body, panting. He is so strong, so powerful, and I’m now his. I have become a real bitch. Bruce’s bitch. Under his heavy body, I think about what I’ve done. I suddenly want to leave. I suddenly hate myself for being so vile. But his knot is still in me. His knot is still in his bitch. And I love it.

We stay together for about twenty minutes. I hear my phone chime with a text message. I can’t reach it from where I am, on my hands and knees on the floor with a real cock knotted inside of me.

Finally, Bruce relaxes enough to pull his cock out. His cock slaps between my legs a couple of times as his hot, runny dog cum gushes out of my ass. It runs down my legs and pools on the floor. Bruce casually walks over to the water, takes a drink, lies down and is soon asleep.

I remain on my hands and knees. Watching his cum dribble down me. As I slowly stand, another gush of cum pours out of my gaping ass and down my legs. I waddle over to my phone.

It’s Charles:

“I forgot to mention we have security cameras all through the house—”

I stop breathing. ..(continue confession)

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Desperate Isolation

I never dreamed this would happen to me.

I have a friend that is an essential worker for a hospital. Working double shifts he couldn't take care of his dog the way it should be with walking, feeding, play time, etc. I volunteered to take care of him as long as this isolation lasts and the threat of this corona virus is active. I haven't had any human contact except for the person that delivers my groceries once a week.

I have always known how to get sexual satisfaction and read a lot and have my ritual masturbation if I don't have someone to hook up. After 6 weeks I went about pleasuring myself, I forgot about the dog in my frustration when he jumped on the bed and got curious with me. Working my dildo with my eyes closed he took a couple licks at my crack that was wet with my cum. I tried to make him get off the bed but he wasn't having it, his cock was about half way out of the sheath and he started dripping precum. Oh my god, what had I started? I got so turned on that he seemed horny for me. I got the sheath in my hand and he started humping my hand until 8 hard inches was having spasms in my hand. Was he as frustrated sexually as I was? I guess so, after I jerked him off he calmed down and slept all night. I didn't sleep well. I kept thinking about him acting just like a horny man and how much I needed to get phucked.

I got on the computer and search the web for women having sex with dogs. It looks harmless and both get what they want. The more I saw the more I wanted that, I wanted that primal feeling of being the bitch to receive this dog cock inside me, I wondered what else I could do. I felt excited and dirty at the same time.

In the morning I got up as usual to make my morning tea but decided to be completely naked to get used to the idea to parade horny in front of the dog. Could we read each others minds and fulfill our desires with each other? With my tea next to my chair I put my knee over the arm of the chair and leaned back with a book. After a few minutes I started stroking myself then noticed the dog lifted his head up and was sniffing at the air, I guess taking in my scent. He got closer and I told him it's okay. Next thing he has his warm nose at my crotch and his tongue started taking liberty with me. That's a good boy, you like that? I had a good orgasm and my desire took over my body. I needed to be taken like a bitch in heat and let this stud dominate and breed me. I have never wanted to be dominated by anyone in my life.

I got on elbows and knees and as he circled around me I would circle around him too just to make it challenging for him. I slowed down and he licked my crack a few times then he jumped up to mount me. I remember letting out a moan, he was heavier than I anticipated. When I moaned his jaws grabbed my shoulder, it was like he was telling me he was the master. When he started phucking me and pulling me into him and shoved that big knot inside me I really felt like his bitch. When he finally dismounted I could roll over on my back. I reached between my legs and started rubbing my violated pussy, I got his cum on my fingers and in the heat and passion of the moment I licked his cum from my fingers. He laid next to my head and I looked over at his cock hanging out I did him the way I would do my human lovers so I cleaned him with my mouth.

A few days later we were having a session of 69 so he could pleasure me with his talented tongue while I deep throat his cock. He seems to like phucking my mouth as much as I like sucking his cock and swallow his cum. I ordered a leather collar with a leather leash for myself.

In the two months since that first time we have phucked every day and I love him so much, how can I ever give him back to my friend?

Desperate Isolation Part II

Update to my previous confession learning the joy of sex with a wonderful stud dog I have been keeping during these days and weeks of isolation. My friend gained some well deserved time off and wanted to come get his big boy to spend time re-bonding with him. Well yes, it hurt me to see him leave but I made the offer any time he needed some help with JJ I was more than willing and have the time. It would work out because my friend only had a week off work so I told him I loved having the company and really missed him not being here. It felt like the longest week of my life, I couldn't stop thinking about the daily domination from JJ, I paced and wore myself out trying to stay busy without my lover. Hearing how much I liked JJ and would love to take care of him my friend was apologetic about imposing on me again. I kept telling him how much company and companionship he gave me seemed to put his mind at ease even more about leaving JJ with me again. My friend came over with JJ and while we were sitting on the sofa I had my legs crossed and sort of sat on mostly one cheek of my ass. It was difficult to stay focused and just thinking about my lover I got horny and could feel the moisture building as my vagina started to throb. After a little while JJ came up to my rear and pushed his nose towards my crack. My friend looked a little shocked and started to scold JJ but I interrupted him and simply said "He's an Alpha Male, don't they all do that?" I grabbed a pull toy to distract JJ from his quest and my friend dismissed the thought about his boy being aggressive and inappropriate. After an hour my friend had to go and report for work and get into his sterile gear at the hospital.

JJ sat patiently while I walked my friend to his car and we said our good byes. When I got back inside my home JJ was still sitting there, somewhat panting with his tongue out and I could see his red tip unsheathing by a couple inches. Good boy, that's my lover, did you miss me? I closed the shades and peeled my blouse off revealing the denim form fitting vest I had redesigned to let my tits free from any cover then stripped off my yoga pants. Otherwise I wore only my leather choker that made me feel even more primal with desire. We wrestled around for a short while when JJ grabbed my shoulder in his jaws giving me a growl of lust. I know darling, I missed you too. I held very still on my knees and elbows giving him free range to hit his mark and give me a good breeding. I had been starving for his dominant attention and so thankful he knew what he was doing as he worked so fast without hesitation his knot slid into my pussy, a few more thrusts and it seemed like he was pulling me to accept his seed, his knot sealed my opening and while he was filling me with hot jets of cum his knot was throbbing and gave me some massive orgasms. As soon as his knot released it's hold he laid down with his legs spread open, revealing his dark veiny cock still oozing cum. I cleaned him tenderly with my mouth taking in all of his flavor.

Like no man, I love and want JJ to dominate me as his obedient bitch in heat. A couple days later my friend called while JJ had me pinned down. I wanted to answer the phone because I thought it would be more exciting to answer the phone while being bred. As soon as JJ dismounted I called my friend back and still out of breath he asked if everything was okay. Panting into the phone I told him I was playing ball with JJ and missed the call so ran inside to catch up. Part of me likes the taboo secret of making love with JJ and another part of me wants my friend to find out and watch us.

The Molester On The Train (Part 1)

This is a continuation of my previous post mentioning that I like perverted old men.

A little bit of backstory..

This story happened early-mid 2017 when I was in high-school. I'm 165cm tall (around 5'5) now, but I was 163cm (around 5'4) at the time. I have a slim build as well so I look pretty small. I mentioned in the previous post that I prefer wearing short skirts and this applied to my school uniform too. My school skirt was already quite short compared to some of the other girls in my school, and I wore them higher so that it would look even shorter and show off more of my legs.

School typically finishes at 3pm, but I have extracurricular activities after school and even on the days I didn't I would just spend that time doing other things. This was so that I could take the train home during peak hours where it was packed with people. I enjoyed packed train rides as it was hot and stuffy and I was standing close to a lot of other people (typically older men). Full trains also meant that men would be more willing to grope me (from my experience anyway). As a short girl, these men usually stood over me and I could feel their breathing from behind me.

One day, I was riding the train home as usual until I felt my skirt swaying. It wasn't long until a hand was on my brushing against my ass. After a little while, his hands began groping my butt and stroking my leg. It was an older man touching me. I could sort of guess who it was as I remember standing directly in front of an old man but you never know in a packed train. His hands felt rough and wrinkly when touching me which also helped in confirming that.

I usually just let them touch me as they please for a little bit before I start putting up a little bit of resistance (although not very much to be honest). I did this so that they wouldn't be afraid and stop touching me. That would ruin the fun for both of us. I would try to cover myself by pulling my skirt over my butt. I like the thought of being touched against my will and I'm sure many of the men who touched me also felt this way, so a little bit of resistance was always thrilling, especially when trying to avoid being caught. After some resistance, the man began touch my other areas, groping my breasts. He would stop touching me between stations, but during the longer ride he finally put his hand into my panties and began fingering me whilst his other hand groped my breasts from under my shirt.

The man was stuck to me like glue, and I felt something hard on my butt which I presumed was his cock. I hadn't realized when he had taken it out. He continued fingering and groping me for a while longer while I tried stopping him with my feeble attempts. The only thoughts in my head at that time were that it felt good and if he was going to r**e me right on the spot.

He didn't. His cock didn't enter me but he came from behind me. I could feel his hot cum as it dripped down my left. Afterwards I left without looking back as my heart was beating really fast and I was rushing toward to restroom to clean up.

I need to point out that m****ters usually aren't that bold and it normally ends with a little groping, but it wasn't like it never happened. What happened after was the more unusual part.

If people have read up to here and are still interested I'll add the next part as I don't want to write too much in one post.

Train Molester (part 2)

This is the next part of a previous post, if you haven't read that yet I suggest you read that first before continuing.

After being m****ted on the train the man released his cum from behind me. His hot cum went on my panties and had dripped down my legs. He also used my skirt to wipe his dick. As soon as the train had reached the next station I quickly ran to the restroom to clean his cum off.

That night, I went into bed masturbating while remembering the events of that day. The next day, I did my usual routine. I went to school, remained for a couple of hours after school and then caught a full train home. As usual, I stood near a group of older men, however I wasn't expecting much to be perfectly honest. From my experience, even if I went out of my way to wear short skirts and stand close to men I would only get m****ted once every 3 or 4 weeks. So getting m****ted 2 days in a row is rare.

To my surprise however, I felt a hand on my butt. Of course, I put up my usual weak resistance. After a short while the m****ter had his hands all over my body. It felt like only a couple of minutes had passed before his hands had touched everywhere: my thighs, butt, breasts, belly and vagina.

Just a quick mention (as I didn't mention it in my previous post). I have a smooth vagina with no hair down there and have had it smooth since I was around 13.

Back to the story. Same as yesterday, the m****ter pulled out his cock which was caught between my thighs. I felt his hard cock as it rubbed itself on my panties. I'm not sure if it was intentional, but it wasn't long before he gave me an orgasm while he ejaculated at the same time. My body convulsed while his stream of hot cum dripped down my legs just as it did yesterday. Also, this m****ter had also used my skirt to wipe clean his cock.

The events of yesterday had essentially repeated itself and I was beginning to wonder if I was having deja vu. Anyhow, I did the same thing as yesterday, wiping myself before going home and masturbating at night.

The third day. I continued on normal, sticking to my usual routine. As I was catching the packed train home I felt a hand on my butt. This was what had happened the previous two days. It was really strange however my mind at the time could only think about the pleasure that was about to come.

His hands began vigorously groping my body. Shortly after the man leaned in close. I could feel his breath on my neck. He then whispered to me, just loud enough so that I could hear it and no one else. I don't remember the exact things he had said but it was something like: "You're quite the slut, aren't you?". At first I was confused, but the man had already resumed groping my body. Once again, his fingers reached inside my wet pussy and the same result as the previous days had occurred. My body convulsed as his cum sprayed on my legs once again. He then used my skirt to wipe his cock. It about then that my 17-year old self had come to the realization that the man who had just m****ted me was the same man who had done so for the past two days.

At the next train stop. The man grabbed me by hand and pulled me off the train. It wasn't my stop. I was so surprised that I did nothing to stop it. I just followed him as he took me by the hand taking me somewhere. None of us had said anything yet and I didn't know where he was planning on taking me, but I couldn't think straight since I had an orgasm just about a minute ago.

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First Gay

I am 19 totally hetero male, and live in an apartment share with a 26 year old man. About a week into lockdown he came into my bedroom naked and I sleep naked too. He got under the covers and I asked what the hell he was doing. His reply was a quick smack to my face and then a grab of my ass. I tried to move away and was met with another smack. He said we could do this the easy way or the hard way, he'd get his nut either way. I resisted and he threatened. I asked if I could just suck him and the response was that it was a good beginning but only a beginning.
Here I am in my bed with a naked man pawing at my ass and my nipples. He started sucking my nips and playing with them. I never realized how sensitive they were and much against my will I was getting a bit hard below. He grabbed my hand and made me play with his cock while continued playing with my nipples. When he was hard he pushed me down and laid on his back. For the first time I sucked a cock and was trying to pull off after I tasted some pre-cum but he pushed me down all the way and shot his spurts deep into my mouth and as he pushed more it went into my throat where the last spurts went directly. "Swallow it all" was all he said as he let me off his cock. It is long, I think 8" and about 1 and a half inches thick, straight as an arrow and was finally going a little soft. I swallowed, and I resisted as he tried to kiss me, again SMACK and after his kiss was over he told me that a girl should get kissed after sucking a man an letting him get off.
He didn't leave the bed instead curled up, pulling me into him, reaching back and playing with my ass. After about 30 minutes he said "There's a tube of lube in my top left draw of the nightstand, go get it baby". I hesitated, his hand went up and I got up. Naked I walked into his room, got the lube and resigned that I was going to get fucked. "Lube up then do me" he said and I obeyed. As I was lubing his cock I asked if he'd please go slow, and he agreed saying he didn't want me to be afraid of getting fucked after this first time, because we're going to have a lot of time together.
I'd never had anything to do with another boy or man in my life, never really thought about it. I'd fucked an old woman when I was 15 and that went on until last year. I've had 3 girlfriends who let me fuck her and 1 one night stand. I never had even a finger in my butt and now after taking his cum and swallowing my roommate was now fucking me. My ass burned and I begged him to stop and let me get used to it, and he did. I squeezed real tight several times and the burning went away. He went slowly for a while then picked up the pace and was fucking me like a man possessed. He was calling me baby and telling me how good my pussy felt. He asked and insisted that I answer, if I had a virgin mouth and pussy before he fucked me. The pace picked up after about 20 minutes and after another 10 or so he jammed into me, yanked back out and jammed into me again, repeating that a few times. I felt the first few spurts into my body. He was on me missionary, even had my legs pulled up around his back and he kissed me again. I didn't resist. The damage was done.
Over the many weeks now until opening I got used to it. I was asked to stay around the place naked most of the time. When not naked I only had a pair of loose shorts on so he could get to me when he wanted. I was fucked in all the rooms, bent over the kitchen table, over the couch, on the living room floor, a few times in front of the window so anyone passing by could see me getting fucked. I stopped answering my girlfriends phone calls, I just couldn't talk like the "fucker" anymore after I'd spent time being the fucked. I get off myself during my time getting fucked now with my hand and I'm OK with that I guess. I was expected to do the laundry, ironing, shopping, and cooking also.
Then the restrictions were lifted and he was bringing his hot girls around and fucking them noisily in his bedroom while I was lying naked in my room jacking off while listening. There was no residual, no weaning off he just stopped and started bringing his women around again. I went on a date with the hottest girl I know and we had a great time with sex but I couldn't get hard anymore with her. All I could think about was that I had been in her position for weeks, the one getting fucked. Now we are probably being locked down again and he's already told me that I should be looking forward to getting fucked again.