Turned by Tricia (part 11)
This series is about a straight guy seduced by a sexy Tgirl to learn to enjoy sucking, only to be forced into sucking other guys. This is a work of fiction which I hope you will enjoy!
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Angela arrived on time and I invited her in and offered her a drink.
"A rum and coke would be nice," she said.
I prepared a rum and coke for Angela and a black Russian for myself. I handed Angela her drink and we sat together on the couch. I wasn't sure where this would lead, but I wanted to be close to her just in case.
"I'm glad to welcome you into my home," I said, "but this is a little unexpected."
"I know how you came to be with us," she said, "and I don't think you are like Jason."
"Is there something wrong about Jason?" I asked.
"No, but I think your situation is a bit different," she explained, "and that might make you a very different person."
"I'm not sure I understand," I said.
"I know you answered a Tgirl ad," she said, "and that you were previously straight."
"Yes," I said, "I WAS straight, but as you saw tonight, I'm not straight anymore."
"I know Tricia and Marcy," Angela continued, "they tell me that the straight guys who answered the ad either were already partly gay, and they just helped them the rest of the way. The others just wanted any easy slut to get them off – they deserve to but forcibly turned, and Tricia and Marcy can get pretty rough with them."
"I had never considered sucking a man," I said, "but I was curious about sucking a Tgirl."
"Yes," Angela went on, "Tricia and Marcy said you were a very nice man, and that you really warmed up to them. They said they almost felt guilty about making you suck men."
"Well, my situation is clear," I replied, "and I have to suck men whether I like it or not."
"You seem to be pretty good at it," responded Angela, "even if you don't really like it."
"Angela dear," I said, "if there is something you want me to do for you, just tell me."
"You are a sex slave to the men," she said, "but not for Jackie or me. I know you took good care of Jackie, but you are under no obligation to pleasure either of us women."
"Perhaps not," I said, "but I am very willing."
"What would YOU like to do?" asked Angela.
Without hesitation I said, "to kiss you."
Angela set down her drink and slid toward me. We put our arms around each other and kissed. Her pretty lips parted for me and our tongues intertwined. We both got into it and soon were both breathing harder.
I hand touched her breast but I quickly withdrew it – not wanting to take an unwelcomed liberty. Angela took my hand and pulled it to her breast, reassuring me.
He breasts were small, but they felt really nice. Emboldened, my hand began to reach up her skirt. I imagined that soon I would be feeling her wetness, but she pulled back and stopped me.
"Bill," she said, "I want what you do to be completely voluntary – you are not required to do anything for me."
"Well," I replied, "I find you very desireable, and want to do nice things for you."
Angela stood up and said, "if you change your mind, I'll understand." She lifted her skirt to show me a very pretty black clitty!
While she stood there, I knelt before her and took her clitty into my mouth. This really surprised her, but soon she began to moan with delight.
Her clitty was small but very pretty. I felt her harden as I sucked her. I really wanted to do my very best for Angela – I just felt very good about her. My tongue licked across the head of her clitty between sucks and soon I felt her hands on my head. I thought she was about to face fuck me, but she just said, "that's good – stop now."
"Didn't I do it right?" I asked.
"You did it wonderfully," she responded, "I stopped you because I came."
I was embarrassed – how could I miss that, and said, "I'm sorry I didn't know."
"I don't shoot when I cum," she said, "I've been taking hormones for a few years, which makes me smaller, and I stopped shooting – are you disappointed?"
"Not at all," I replied, "I just didn't know – I guess I have a lot to learn."
"Is there anything else I can do for you, dear?" I asked.
"More than anything else in the world," said Angela, "I wish you would treat me like a woman."
I took Angela by the hand and led her to the bedroom. I had Angela lay on the bed and I lay down next to her. "You ARE a woman," I said, "and I will never treat you in any other way."
"You like my clitty?" Angela asked.
"Yes, I do," I replied, "but most importantly, I like YOU!"
"I would love to date you" I said, "because I like you, not because of what is between your legs."
Angela kissed me and said she had not misjudged me – I was definitely a pretty special guy.
I snuggled with her, spooning and cupping her breast. After a time we noticed that it was getting late.
"I need to get home and get to bed," she said.
"Perhaps one day you won't have to," I said.
"I like that, but let's work up to it," she replied.
I asked her if I could take her out on a date, and she agreed, smiling.
"I've never had a boyfriend before," she said.
"I've never had a girlfriend like you," I said, "and I'm not sure I even know what I'm doing."
"We'll learn together," she said, smiling.
We kissed and Angela departed.
That night I thought about all that had happened. I had answered Tricia's ad because I was interested in a Tgirl. She tricked me into becoming a cocksucker, which I have now accepted. But now it looks like I might just get what I've been wanting. I felt really good about Angela and hoped it would work out well.
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