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1/20/2021 4:29 pm

My Girlfriend Tiny Trans Tina

It seems a lot of my adventures often turn into even more fun days later. Like the gay Dom and his roommate who tricked me into their basement and subsequently shared me with two other couples, one of them another Dom and tiny flat-chested trans sub named Tina.

Strapped on a mattress, I lifted my head and watched the three Doms take off her schoolgirl skirt, undies, and opened her blouse. They cuffed her wrists to the ceiling with a remote vibrator up her ass. What a sight, her slender stiff penis, all 4 inches of it, standing taut and periodically pulsing to crisp salutes. After having fun with her body and impaling two other subs on phallus posts on either side of her, they restrained me over a leather sawhorse and trained Tina to switch and dominate. Much more went on, which I’ve told in another story, but by the next morning Tina handed me a piece of paper with her contact information and a note. “Would love to get together, just you and me,” she wrote. We traded emails in which she said she liked my fem body and asked if I would be her “girlfriend,” keep her company when her Master is out of town, maybe go out “on the town dressed.” He allowed her freedom to play when he was away as long as she sent photos of her and her playmates or chatted on live video. On our first date alone in their house, Tina dressed me in a black miniskirt and blonde wig, picked out some jewelry and made up my face then took pictures. A guy was coming over, she said. “He wants to be dominated and he likes surprises, or so he said.” I guess I was the surprise, two girls are better than one, right? Or maybe no one told him we both have cocks.

We were chatting and showing off for her master when there was a knock on the door. Tina pointed the laptop camera towards the livingroom sofa and I walked over to greet our guest, a scruffy guy with a beard, dressed in jeans and sweatshirt. He seemed a bit nervous, like maybe his first time. I brought him in and Tina cuffed his hands behind his back, handing me a leash which she attached to his restrained wrists. I got into the role, sitting on the sofa, legs crossed, looking him up and down, trying to look bored and unimpressed. “I think we should bag him,” I ad libbed, getting a wink and surprised look from Tina. She grabbed a white pillowcase and pulled it over his head, hiding a potmarked face that didn’t quite inspire either one of us. She uncuffed him and sat down next to me on the sofa while he stood facing us in limbo. “Take off your shirt,” Tina said. He had a nice tight chest with worked-out pecs and abs. “Pants,” I said. He took them off and fidgeted with his hands, looking a bit boyishly awkward. I liked his white cotton jock underwear and the outline of his package at half mast. Nice athletic legs too. “Hands behind your back,” Tina ordered then got up and re-cuffed him. She pushed him down on his knees, running her fingernails across his shoulders and down his spine, leaving red skin trails from her five pronged raking. I instinctively grabbed his cotton stretched package and slowly squeezed hard, then used my other hand to pinch his nips and fondle his pecs. Tina threw me a package of clothes pins and I pulled down his underwear to decorate his swollen groin as he groaned. I saved the last four for his rosy erect nipples, enjoying his squirm and moan. Tina pulled off the pillowcase and replaced it with a full leather head mask that afforded access to his mouth. She unsnapped the hood’s eye patches so he could watch her pull up her skirt, revealing her 4-inch claim to maleness which she eased into the mask hole. Then she motioned me to take her place while she pulled on a sterile glove like a nurse at a colonoscopy. After the examination, we walked him on his knees to the sofa, laid him on his back and wrapped his ankles in rope ready to ride. His cock looked inviting and Tina took the first mount, motioning me to straddle his face on my knees as she lubed up my skirt. She lifted herself off him and pulled me back to his waist, plugging his oversized throbbing cock into my sparking ass outlet. “Ride ‘em, girl,” she said. I did, a bit too enthusiastically I guess. He came prematurely to euphoria but spent the next five minutes in multiple waves of obvious intense painful pleasure when I didn’t stop bucking him, enjoying his cries, thrashing and muted screams. His body gradually melted into aftershock quivers and shuddered seizures which we watched in fascination at his orgasmic depths and lengths. Tina and I gave each other a high five when he looked passed out and took a shower together while the poor guy cooled down. We freed him and watched him get on his clothes, losing his balance. “Thanks,” he said, kissing us both on our cheeks before leaving a happy man.

Months later he asked Tina if I would come to his house solo and submit to him and a friend. She convinced me to do it and said I could call her if things got out of control. She dressed me again, this time in short shorts and blonde wig then dropped me off at the guy’s blood red door. “Payback is hell,” he said in greeting, letting me in as his friend snapped a photo. They each grabbed an arm and drew me to a back room where two others waited. They lifted me onto a pool table where I was the called pocket, the butt of the cue, and caught behind 8 balls for the next couple hours.

sluttysissyjoann 72M

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1/21/2021 4:29 am

Dam i wish i was that guy,, and i to love to dressup when i can

LikRimSukFuk 55M

2/19/2021 8:06 am

sexy


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