Practice Girl, Was I?
If you look through my video favorites, you will find an animated video titled Practice Girl. I found it to be exciting and it reminded me of something in my past, but the video is totally over the top yet good fantasy.
When I was about the age of the guys depicted, I had a great friend. George was a bigger guy; we always did things his way and there was never any arguing with him. If he wanted to do something we, did it.
This one day we were playing basketball and he told me that if I had longer hair, I would be a cute girl. I couldn't believe he said that. I was thin, had a nicely rounded ass, soft features and my nipples were always hard. I wasn't angry with George, and I was kind of flattered that he thought I was cute. I didn't think he thought of me as a girl at least in a sexual way. The idea that he thought of me that way did have an effect on me, and I physically reacted to the comment, my little dick got hard. I told him that I guess we would never find out because my hair was short, and I didn't have any girl cloths. We both laughed and I thought the comment was forgotten.
A few weeks later George came over to my house. He had a shopping bag in his hand, and it was stuffed. When I asked what was going on he told me it was a bag of girl clothes for me. I was floored, it had to be a joke. We went to my room, and it wasn't a joke. There were skirts, blouses, bras, panties, shoes, stockings and even a brown wig. I insisted that it had to be a joke, and he shook his head and TOLD me to get dressed. I argued but as always, he won, and I did as I was told. By the time I naked my little dick, soon to be called a clit was hard and dripping. I put on the thong panties, a very short skirt, black lace bra, a just about transparent blouse and lace thigh high stockings. He had me sit at my desk chair and he called his sister to come over to do my makeup and wig. When she was done, I looked at myself in my mirror and I just could not believe I was looking at me. His sister left and made sure I knew I was his for the weekend because my daddy wouldn't be home. George was all over me. He was kissing me, stroking my hard clit, holding my ass. He soon had me on my knees with his rather sizeable and hard cock in my mouth. It wasn't too long until filled my mouth with his cum. What scared me was that I was enjoying being used by him and I loved the taste of his cum. It wasn't long until he rolled me over, pulled me up onto my knees and pushed his still hard cock into my ass. OMFG it hurt but he pushed himself all the way in and he seemed to enjoy my screams. It took a while, but it started to feel amazing and then he filled my ass with his cum.
I was his little sex bitch for the next three years. I grew my hair to please him, I dressed in ever more slutty clothes, I did anything he wanted, where he wanted and how he wanted. During our last year together, he shared me with some friends of his and he got very, very perverted with his sexual desires.
Did I enjoy it? Yes, I did. You tell me was I his Practice Girl or his owned slut
When I was about the age of the guys depicted, I had a great friend. George was a bigger guy; we always did things his way and there was never any arguing with him. If he wanted to do something we, did it.
This one day we were playing basketball and he told me that if I had longer hair, I would be a cute girl. I couldn't believe he said that. I was thin, had a nicely rounded ass, soft features and my nipples were always hard. I wasn't angry with George, and I was kind of flattered that he thought I was cute. I didn't think he thought of me as a girl at least in a sexual way. The idea that he thought of me that way did have an effect on me, and I physically reacted to the comment, my little dick got hard. I told him that I guess we would never find out because my hair was short, and I didn't have any girl cloths. We both laughed and I thought the comment was forgotten.
A few weeks later George came over to my house. He had a shopping bag in his hand, and it was stuffed. When I asked what was going on he told me it was a bag of girl clothes for me. I was floored, it had to be a joke. We went to my room, and it wasn't a joke. There were skirts, blouses, bras, panties, shoes, stockings and even a brown wig. I insisted that it had to be a joke, and he shook his head and TOLD me to get dressed. I argued but as always, he won, and I did as I was told. By the time I naked my little dick, soon to be called a clit was hard and dripping. I put on the thong panties, a very short skirt, black lace bra, a just about transparent blouse and lace thigh high stockings. He had me sit at my desk chair and he called his sister to come over to do my makeup and wig. When she was done, I looked at myself in my mirror and I just could not believe I was looking at me. His sister left and made sure I knew I was his for the weekend because my daddy wouldn't be home. George was all over me. He was kissing me, stroking my hard clit, holding my ass. He soon had me on my knees with his rather sizeable and hard cock in my mouth. It wasn't too long until filled my mouth with his cum. What scared me was that I was enjoying being used by him and I loved the taste of his cum. It wasn't long until he rolled me over, pulled me up onto my knees and pushed his still hard cock into my ass. OMFG it hurt but he pushed himself all the way in and he seemed to enjoy my screams. It took a while, but it started to feel amazing and then he filled my ass with his cum.
I was his little sex bitch for the next three years. I grew my hair to please him, I dressed in ever more slutty clothes, I did anything he wanted, where he wanted and how he wanted. During our last year together, he shared me with some friends of his and he got very, very perverted with his sexual desires.
Did I enjoy it? Yes, I did. You tell me was I his Practice Girl or his owned slut
10 months ago