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This is a true story, as told to me by Nikki, one of my distant Sissy fans, and written in my own style. After she proofread it, I asked her if she liked the title, her reply was, “It is a perfect title. It is so true! Every sissy must strive to be the perfect fucktoy for Daddy. They exist only to please, and if they have any will of their own it should be laser focused on Daddy’s needs.”
I couldn’t agree with her more…
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So I told you about how my new Daddy seduced me and began me on the road I’ve never regretted being on. I am a Sissy; I’ve been a Sissy since he named me Nikki and told me I was HIS Sissy. I still remember how he slowly and lovingly brought me along all those years ago like it was yesterday.
Not only am I a petite, pretty little gurly Sissy, I am a slut. I love cock, I live for cock – real man cock – and would do anything for it. I am a mindless bimbo for cock, a submissive fuck toy, a mouth toy, a sex-slave, a whore, and a bitch in heat when it comes to cock. It has been the center of my life for years now.
Now, please make no mistake. It’s Daddy cock I love best. I live for having an older man whom I can adore and worship, who will own and control me and make me dream of his masculine body every moment I’m not with him. I love having a man to submit to who will make me want to do anything to please him. That is what I started with and it’s what I have again now, but in between I took every chance I could just to have a nice hard cock in my mouth or between my legs.
But that’s a story for later. Let me tell you now the next part of the story, about how my first Daddy led me into the next step of becoming a full-fledged, cock-hungry Sissy Slut.
I’m not sure how long it was before I could visit Alex again, but it seemed like ages even if it was only a few days. I had given him all my sizes and I knew that he had purchased a sexy, girly outfit for me to wear for him. I was in an absolute frenzy to dress and get made up for him and make him want me.
I’d been practicing using the makeup I’d bought and I would then dress in my older sister’s clothes and prance in front of the mirror in my room. With my longish brown hair, mascara and eyeliner, foundation and lipstick, and my feminine features and figure, I looked like a girl, no doubt about it.
My Daddy had ordered me not cum until I saw him again, and despite the haze of lust I lived in, I obeyed him. I would wake up in the morning with my little four inch clitty jutting up from between my legs, aching for release. I would hump the bed and bite the pillow and squirm with need, but I obeyed.
As soon as he said it was ok to come see him the next day I made myself smooth all over. In the morning at the appointed time I jumped on my bike and sped over to his house. Daddy opened the door as I approached with a big smile on his face, standing in the doorway in his tight swim trunks.
OMG he looked so handsome! Tall with a rough hairy chest, big man nipples and strong, long legs, he was a man’s man. I felt my clit reacting before I even entered his house. I looked up at him and told him I was ready to do anything he wanted. His lusty groan was music to my ears. His smile melted me.
“Did you get yourself all clean inside like I told you to, Sweetheart?” he asked me.
“Yes, Daddy,” I replied.
“Go in the bedroom and get changed, baby,” he told me. “Call me when you’re ready.”
What I found on the bed took my breath away. There was a pair of slutty black fuck-me hooker shoes with four inch spiked heels which I knew would still only bring me up to his chest. Arranged around the shoes were shiny black nylon thigh highs, a black lacy garter belt and a pair of tiny matching panties that would leave most of my ass exposed to him.
Above those on the bed was a lacy black bra — it must have been size AAA because I had no chest to speak of — and a filmy see-through black camisole with long sleeves, and then there was a narrow velvet collar with some pink hearts sewn on the front.
I sat on his bed for a moment to calm down and catch my breath. I knew this moment was important. I was going to let him see the real me for the first time: not the gangly shy boy but the sex crazy little nympho sissy he had revealed to me, brought out, and nurtured.
I wanted him to be proud of his newly created gurl pet. I wanted karaköy escort him to go wild with lust. I wanted him so badly! So I took my time. I brushed my hair back. It wasn’t very long but it was just long enough to brush into the resemblance of a pixie haircut. I’d have to work on that soon, I thought.
I applied a little mascara and eyeliner, darkened my eyebrows and applied some foundation and then some fuchsia colored lipstick. I was becoming such a little sissy! I now knew what fuchsia was! “A few months ago and I would have just thought it was pink but a sissy has to know these things,” I giggled.
Then I spritzed a little perfume on and stripped naked, sitting on the edge of the bed. My clitty was already hard as a rock. I slipped on the thigh highs. They felt incredibly sexy encasing my slender legs!
“You can’t be a proper sissy without thigh highs!” I thought. Then I put on the garter belt and attached the suspenders to the thigh highs. I’d never done this before and it took forever!
After that I slipped the panties up my legs, knowing they should be outside the garter instead of under it so they could come off when Daddy was ready. I put on the bra and shrugged on the camisole, tying it with the little belt in front, and fixed the collar around my neck.
I took another deep breath. I was so nervous, but I so wanted this to happen! I stood in front of the mirror and adjusted everything, checking myself from this angle and that. My clitty was pushing helplessly against the fabric of the lacy panties. I was ready. Or so I hoped!
I called out to Daddy in the sexiest voice I could muster and put my hands behind my back, pushing out my boy chest and my rear end, hoping it would help. He came through the door moments later and stopped in the middle of the room. His eyes moved up and down my body and he smiled, whispering “Sexy little girl,” and then ordered me to turn completely around for him.
I put my hands on top of my head in what I knew he would find a submissive pose and did exactly that. I knew what he was up to. He was inspecting his pet and I loved the thought of it. I loved that he thought of me as his, and could control me.
“Come to me,” he ordered, and with my eyes downcast I slowly stepped over so I was standing just a foot away from him. I was nervous. I could feel his body heat. I could sense his masculinity like an aura that surrounded him, and I was aware of the small girly body I so eagerly inhabited. I knew he liked what he saw but a sissy is always insecure around a real man.
He reached out and grabbed me around the waist, easily lifting me off the ground and pulling me to him. He kissed me hard. My lips parted and I greedily sucked on his tongue as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He was so strong! He was everything I was not and I wanted him so bad!
He supported my weight now with his hands under my ass, kneading the flesh and send chills up my spine. My hard little clitty was pressed against his body and I rocked myself up and down to feel it rubbing against him. He must have felt it right through my panties. He stopped kissing me and chuckled in his deep voice.
“You seem happy to see me, baby!” he said.
“I’m so happy to see you, Daddy,” I replied. “I love you!”
He smiled and then he melted me. “Daddy loves his baby girl, too,” he said, and I knew everything I had done and gone through had been worth it. Hearing those words, I knew I would do anything for this man!
“Please let me make you happy, Daddy,” I breathed. I was frantic to feel his hardness; frantic to get at his cock! His masculinity was overwhelming to me. I needed to feel it in my hands. I needed it in my mouth, and I wanted him deep inside me, filling me, the symbol and the avatar of his maleness and his strength and his need and his love.
I squirmed to get him to let me down and I stood again before him in my sexy heels and lingerie. I lowered my lips and tongue and licked and suckled on his hard nipples while I moved one hand down to stroke and fondle his cock through his shorts while I squeezed the hard muscles of his man buns with the other.
I needed his cock! I was in a pornographic haze as I slid down to my knees and lowered his shorts, finally revealing the beautiful cock I wanted so much. I held it in my tiny hand, so big karaman escort and hard, as I licked and sucked at his balls and then licked up the length of the shaft and took him in my mouth.
My lips slid over his cockhead and down, and I bobbed my head up and down on his delicious hardon. “Oh, baby, yes!” he groaned. I licked him and suckled on his manhood, reaching around and grabbing his man cheeks and holding on for dear life as I sucked his cock.
Without warning he lifted me up and threw me on the bed. He reached out and roughly yanked my panties down and off over my heels. He pushed my legs apart and stared down at me for a moment. My little clit was so hard! It was literally aching for him and I could feel the pressure of his eyes on it.
He fell between my widespread legs and began licking my balls and sucking my clit, sending me to heaven and making me moan like a wounded animal. Then he lifted my legs and bent them back over my head and his tongue found my tight little pussy.
“Oh, god!” I cried out, and I reached down to pull my cheeks apart for him. He wet my little hole and lapped at it and tongue fucked me and then I felt his finger circling and pushing against it.
I went wild, writhing as he finger fucked my pussy, and then I felt him push a second finger in. I bucked against his fingers and welcomed them both in as he penetrated me deeply, moaning like the horny little slut I had become for him.
I felt my little hole being stretched and violated like a punishment from heaven. The friction on the unbelievably sensitive nerve endings of my pussy-mouth and the feeling of being filled was so alien and at the same time so natural in its pleasure.
When he withdrew his fingers it left me feeling empty, as if a part of me that belonged was no longer there, but I had no time to think about it as he lowered my legs and then spread them wide, kneeling between them. I felt his weight shift and a moment when he was not touching me at all, but then there was a cold slickness between my cheeks as his lubricated finger circled my pussy and pushed in and out.
I opened my eyes to see him applying lube to his hard cock and then shut them again as I felt his weight on top of me and I circled him with my arms. He moved up and I felt his cock brushing the inside of my thighs and move up against my ass.
“Oh, god!” I thought, “He’s going to make love to me! He’s going to fuck me! Yes! Please!”
I had never felt more like a woman in that moment. I felt like a woman and a little girl. I was a slut and a wife; I’d been dragged into the cave to be fucked like nature demanded; I was a princess wed to the hero of the land, the dragon-slayer, and about to be seeded. I belonged to him. I was wanted. I needed. The feminine creature inside me was now all of me as I was about to be taken. I was where I belonged.
He lifted his torso up, resting his weight on his elbows, and I felt his cock press against my hole and stop there. The sensation of feeling his taut manhood pressing against my opening was incredible. I wanted to press down against it and let it in, and my arms tightened around him to pull him up and into me.
“Open your eyes, baby,” he ordered. “I want to see the change in you as I fuck you”.
“Yes, Daddy,” I said, as my eyes locked on his.
I’m sure he could see the lust as well as the sissy fear and nervousness reflected in my eyes. I bit my lip as I felt his big thick man cock pressing harder against my tiny hole. My pussy resisted and Daddy told me, “Just let it happen, baby. Don’t try to stop it. Your pussy is mine now. I want you to push out like a good, experienced sissy.”
I nodded and did as he ordered. He grabbed my hips firmly, pulling me onto his cock as he pushed into me. I felt myself stretching and stretching as his slick head broke through and my eyes went wide as Daddy’s cock found its new home.
“It hurts Daddy!” I whined.
“I know, baby,” he replied gently. “Real change always hurts at first, but soon it will feel so good. Soon you will crave the feeling of my cock in you, and then you’ll need it, and you’ll become addicted to it.”
My Daddy’s cock slowly but relentlessly pushed in as tears ran down my cheeks and I clenched my teeth against the wonderful pain. I wanted it to stop and I wanted him deeper inside me at the same time.
I karasu escort whimpered as he filled me. My clit went soft but Daddy did not stop. He knew how to use a new sissy. He leaned over and licked my tears off my cheeks and told me every girl feels this when a man takes their virginity. I nodded as he finally bottomed out in me.
He paused to let me get used to his width and length. “Now it’s going to feel wonderful, baby!” he whispered as he pulled almost all the way out and slid deeply back in again.
His powerful man cock slid over my prostate and electricity shot thru my body. I think I managed an ‘Oomph’, or some sissy guttural reply as I felt that. Again he pulled almost all the way back out and then in again faster. He repeated this relentlessly. Soon he was pounding my pussy and I could feel his heavy smooth balls slapping against my butt.
Every stroke hit my “P” spot, sending waves of pleasure thru my sissy brain. Soon I was smiling and gasping at each thrust. “Yes, Daddy! It feels wonderful! Faster, Daddy, faster!” I moaned.
My clit was harder than it had ever been before, if that was even possible. The incredible pleasure enveloped my entire pelvic area, front and back. Electricity coursed through my little clitty as he hit my prostate over and over. I bucked against him and each thrust shook my small body and sent my sissy precum whipping from the top of my clit.
I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck as I thrust back against him, trying to push and pull him into fucking me harder and faster. I was getting fucked! Fuck! I was getting fucked! The word became the act, became the thought, became the place I had wanted to be even though I never suspected it before.
It was love. It was need. It was lust. It was heaven. It was who I was and who I wanted to be. I was woman. I was slut and whore and lover and princess and queen and mindless bimbo. I was sex goddess and slave at the same time.
“Fuck me,” I moaned, “Oh, god, fuck me!” as he pounded my virgin hole. I knew there would be no going back.
Daddy was telling me how tight I was and how good my pussy felt as he power fucked any remaining manhood out of me. He told me I was his plaything to use and he was going to fuck me every chance he could. I just held on to him for dear life and kept repeating those magical words over and over again.
“Yes, Daddy, yes!”
Soon the sensations in me began to overwhelm my sissy brain. I mumbled to Daddy that I thought I was going to cum. He smiled and reminded me a true sissy always cums from being fucked and I knew he was right.
“Cum, baby! Cum from being fucked like the true sissy you are,” he said. I think my eyes rolled back in my head as he hit my P spot again and I want over the edge. My mind became blank with pleasure.
It was the roller coaster car hitting the top of the highest peak and screaming down the tracks. It was the raft cresting the edge of the waterfall and falling helplessly into the liquid below. All there was white and electricity and the feel of his weight on my slender body and his big, hard, masculine cock inside me.
My clit erupted in delirious pleasure — in absolute release – shooting sissy juice all the way to my face. My body shook and spasmed as I cried out in joy. My pussy clamped down on his cock like a vice and then spasmed with the rest of my body. Daddy’s eyes widened as he moaned out, “Holy Fuck!” and I felt him tense up.
As I writhed in the shock and the aftershocks of my sissygasm, his cock pistoned in and out of my hole like a machine and then he exploded deep inside me.
My little hole clamped down on his cock as it pulsed inside me. I could literally feel his seed pumping Into me, the warmth spreading in me. I giggled as I wondered how I could ever have been afraid of or hesitant about being fucked.
This was what I was made for. No cis woman could even begin to compete with the sensations coursing thru me. Men…all I will ever want or need was a big strong dominant man. A Daddy. A man to satisfy and to worship and to belong to. A man to obey and please and serve.
Yes, I wanted love. Yes, I wanted to be admired and as I went on in my sissy life my little clit would spring up and stretch my panties the moment I felt a handsome man’s eyes on me with that special look. But more than anything I wanted a real man cock in my mouth and I wanted to hear him moan as I licked and sucked him, and to taste his cum on my tongue… and I wanted to be fucked over and over again. I wanted to sissygasm as he pounded me and came inside me, and then bask in the glow as I tilted my lips up for his kiss and then rested my head on his chest.
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