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The love of being a ?Sissy.? The unending urge.I missed his cock inside me. I couldn?t pretend, I didn?t want to pretend about my urges anymore. I craved to have him bend me over, to be on my knees for him, to have him use me for his sexual needed and appetite. I was young and he was older, but there was a connection. We fit together.He was a Physical Education Instructor at my school, everyone called him Coach. Coach and I were having sex, but more than that, I was learning and exploring. I knew he had his urges, manly, basic urges and I began to find that I loved to fulfill them for him. To pleasure him and even be submissive for him if that?s want he wanted. No one had to tell me, I just knew. My urges were overwhelming. Cock was all I could think about and how amazing it could make me feel. I could not help but wonder and think about how incredible it must be to be a woman. A woman?s role is know and excepted. She can be girly and flirtatious and not have to hide her love of cock and love of getting fucked. I experimented. I hid away girls underwear in my room and when no one was around, I would wear them. The girlier the better, soft lace, silky thongs. They felt incredible as they cradled my cock and balls. I loved the way they felt and made bahis firmaları me feel. Very sexy and horny. I would imagine a man taking me from behind, pulling my thong to the side and ramming his big, hard dick inside me. Pulling out and making me swallow is cum. I?d masturbate to wonderful orgasms at the thoughts.I needed more than fantasies though. I needed to live them out. I had had a few encounters with the Coach in his locker room office. Although the risk of getting caught was high, so was the thrill. Like I had before, I wanted to all the other boys had gone and knocked on the office door. He had already fucked me, had his big manly cock inside me, so I figured it was safe to be forward. Coach was sitting at his desk and I closed the door behind me. He wasn?t surprised to see me, maybe a little nervous though, but happy. I could see it in his face. He loved our sessions together as much as I did. He watched me as I walked over to his chair and leaned against the desk. He knew what I wanted but was going to make me ask for it. I wanted him to fuck me, I needed him to fuck me. I needed to feel him inside me again. The words were harder to say than I expected. I touched his arm and said softly, ?Do you want to fuck me?? Coach ran his kaçak iddaa hand along my thigh and said, ?It?s too risky here? taking my hand in his, he said, ?Do you want to suck me though? he knew I did. Coach turned his chair to face me and with my hand in his, pulled me to my knees. He put his hand under my chin and said, ?I love it when you suck me.? He knew exactly what to say. ?Take my cock out? he said softly as he unzipped his fly. I reached in and felt is incredible, hairy manhood. So big and warm, his balls, heavy and full. I pulled his dick out and felt consumed by lust. His cock was beautiful and I loved to watch it swell and harden. I licked him gently and moaned at the familiar, wonderful taste. Coach petted my head as I licked his shaft and swelling head making him stiff and rock hard. Taking his cocks thick head between my lips I sucked him and stroked his shaft. Coach began to breath heavy, I knew he was close to cumming, I knew he would be to close to orgasm to stop now.I stood up, Coach moaned, ?Don?t stop!? I pulled down my pants and turned my ass toward him then bent over his desk, putting my hands on the top and bracing myself. ?Fuck? was all I heard him say. Coach stood quickly, breathing heavy and spit on his fingers, then kaçak bahis rubbed them on my asshole. I moaned for him. Moving behind me, I felt one of his big, strong hands on my waist, then he forced his saliva covered cock inside me. I gasped, as slid deeper in me. He was going to make me pay for teasing him. This is want I wanted and this is what I was going to get. Coach held both my hips firmly and pushed his hard cock in, then out. He felt sooo good. It felt so good. My ass so gaped and filled. I could feel my own pre cum leaking from my dick and it felt incredible, like a long slow orgasm. I closed my eyes and just let him take me. I felt his force, I felt his power. I loved him fucking me. He tried to be quiet, we both did, letting only soft moans escape our lips. We were both on the edge, but I wanted to wait for him. His breathing quicken, his grip tightened. Then I felt his warm sperm flood into me and I reached down and stroked himself, almost instantly cumming also. I shook in pleasure, my asshole gripping his thick cock tight with every wave that rocked through me. When Coach pulled out of me, his cum ran down my legs. I felt so wonderfully used. ?Fuck? he said, as he looked at his cum splattered desk. I had covered it across the top and down the side. I giggled as he grabbed towels wiping it up and handed me one to wipe myself. Before I left, I leaned against him. I could smell his manly musk, I could feel his big manly body and softly said, ?Thank you.?