From Junior Cuck to Sissy Pt. 05

Disclaimer: All characters in this story are 18+. They are all ending high school and starting college.

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The door closed, the apartment got silent again, and I was speechless. Lana got close to me with a hesitant look and said, "I'm sorry, babe. I wasn't sure if he would actually come..."

I exploded. "You weren't sure? You totally knew! You invited him to MY house to fuck you! And you didn't even let me leave!"

She looked down and started crying... "I'm sorry... Is that... I love you..."

"You what?! Stop lying! Why did you have to bring him here? You told me that you had broken up! And I think that you wanted a relationship with me!"

"And I want it!" she replied. "I really love you! It's just that... I had a need..."

My rage started to cool down, as I couldn't resist her tears. "Of course, you had a need. And I can't satisfy you. Damn! He is bigger, rugged, and that thing between his legs..." I blurted out, hurt and sad.

"Yes, he is... sexy. But he is an asshole!" she defended.

"Oh! It seems you both have some attraction to assholes!" I replied, trying to fight back. But she looked at me and replied, "Well... You seemed to like mine, too... Did you have such a bad time?"

I blushed and looked away. "It was... awful! I was relegated to watch him abuse you and heard him calling you names!". But she got closer, took my hand, and told me, "But I could see your hard-on all the time, harder than when we got in bed together, and your boner lasted longer than ever..."

"Well... Of course, it was hot. Like live porn, in front of my eyes... But the way he treats you!" I complained.

"Yes, he is an asshole. And that's why I love YOU! He can be better at sex, but you are the most caring, sweet, dedicated man I know!" she told me, looking right into my eyes. I trembled.

"But I... I can't give you what you need..."

"You give me more than I need. You respect me, help me to learn stuff and progress and have a future, and you shelter me here, and I don't want to be with anyone else... except for, well... fuck?" she explained.

"I don't know... I mean... I love you too. I fell in love with you at School, maybe before you even noticed me. But if we can't have sex together... I don't have a 'replacement' like you do..." I said.

"Well, but you did enjoy this, didn't you? Maybe we can find a way for you to participate more..." she tested. "How? Do I have to suck his cock, too?" I protested. She got closer and hugged me and started whispering very near me, "Not necessarily, but I saw how you looked at his cock. Isn't it impressive?"

"Fuck! He is as big as I thought only porn stars were... But I'm not gay!" I tried to deny it. But she kept whispering very close, and her presence was still intoxicating to me. "Gay is just a hate word, babe. You just got fascinated by a big yummy cock. This is not anything wrong. Do I just love sucking on him because I'm a woman? I know plenty of girls who can't stand the idea. And porn is full of big cocks, but it is 95% produced and consumed by men..." she explained. Then she changed the angle: "I didn't plan for him to stay here and get you involved... It is just that when he is around, I can't think straight and I always end up doing what he wants. I know you felt something similar. And when I see his huge cock... Did you see how hard it gets, and those veins...".

"Yeah... It is something... notorious," I followed, distracted. And then she pointed at my groin and told me closer: "Look, you got hard again by thinking about it, babe. Don't be ashamed... I get all wet when I do", and then she kissed me. A long, wet kiss, and I could taste traces of more than her saliva. She held my dick, jerked it just a couple times, and I released all the pent-up sexual tension of the afternoon. It was just two modest globs of semen, but it was the hardest I had ever cum, and the orgasm was somehow intense enough to leave me exhausted, so we went to bed and dozed off together.

I woke up the next morning, cuddled with her, and as she opened her eyes, I asked her if she wouldn't be in trouble after staying the night with me. She smiled and told me her parents were accustomed to her staying with friends, and she went to take a shower. I started analyzing what "staying with friends" actually meant, but I preferred not to follow that path. I noticed my dick had its "morning wood", that I knew it could be better described as a "morning toothpick", and I considered jerking off as I usually did, but I recalled Daniel's voice telling me "No touch", and decided to leave it to cool down.

I stayed in bed until she got back from the shower, very sexy with her moist hair and her towel around her body like a skimpy mini-dress, which she quickly dropped, getting in bed naked and sitting next to me. "Penny for your thought, babe..." she whispered to my ear, side hugging me.

"I don't know. Yesterday was too much for me, I guess. I'm still so confused and I don't know what to do..." I sighed.

"Do you love me, baby?" she asked, kissing my cheek.

"Yes. You know I do," I replied, looking into her beautiful eyes. She knew I would do anything for her, and I was kind of scared, anticipating what was coming...

"Do you trust me? I would never want to hurt you... I know all the shit that happened yesterday was hard on you, but didn't you get curious about that? I guess you are pretty scared because you enjoyed it too much, do you?" and there she was, right in the bullseye.

"Yeah... I guess. But what now?" I quizzed, still hypnotized by her gaze.

"Well, I can see Daniel elsewhere, and we can forget all about it, or... I can call him here again, but this time you already know what to expect, and we can both figure out how you want to participate more. What do you prefer?" She offered the available options, and maybe she was a bit manipulative, but I still think she was trying to help me out.

"I don't think I can be ok anymore with you going out with him. I mean... I won't be able to ignore what you are doing. I can't unsee that. And maybe I don't want to...", I admitted.

"Gosh. I totally understand you, babe. I'm just thinking about his cock again, and my pussy is melting away... look" she said, grabbing my hand and softly placing it over her warm slit. I could feel it slowly getting damp, and I felt my dick standing up.

"I know you liked it, too. I could see how you looked at his cock closer and closer every time. There is nothing to be ashamed of! The same happens to me all the time! You see... He is a total bastard, but when I sense his bulge near me, my knees get all wobbly and I can't control myself. Pulling it out of his pants, touching it so hot and beefy while it grows hard... That's when I feel this urge to have it in my mouth. It is such a burning sensation... everything disappears around me and I just have to serve him..." she babbled in a trance. And I got enchanted, too, my pecker sticking up, my mind full of this image.

"You don't have to hide anything from me, babe. Weren't you dying to touch it, too? Don't you want to suck his cock, too?" she dared. I stuttered, trying to find an argument to deny it, but before I could articulate anything, she went on.

"I can't describe the sensation of feeling his pulsing cockhead between my tongue and my palate. And when he starts pushing in and my lips wrap around his shaft and feel those swollen veins that are making him harder for me..." and I suddenly moaned uncontrollably, and she could see my dick shaking while I blushed.

"Don't be shy, babe. This is what I'm talking about. I guess this is something else we have in common. See? You can deny his cock drives you crazy as well. You just didn't dare to act, but I guess we would love to be in my place. You already know how much I love to have him fuck my mouth!", she soothed me.

"Well, it looks hot. But... how can you stand when he pushes it all the way in... Doesn't it hurt your throat? I thought you were about to asphyxiate at first!" I inquired, definitely engaged.

"Oh, baby! It is a firebomb when he does that! I don't know how to... Yes, at first when guys did this to me it was very difficult and I was scared as shit, but luckily I got practice with smaller cocks. But when a huge one like Daniel's pushes my throat open, and I feel fully stuffed... I find myself yielding to his power, and I experience the full glory of his manhood forcing over me... Fuck! It is burning hot! My pussy drenches as he holds inside. Sometimes I can't control it and I pee a bit!" she revealed, red-faced.

"It is painfully hot to see. Your asshole twitches too!" I remembered, as Daniel himself had made me watch. My guard down now, I started to ask in earnest, picked by interest: "By the way... Why does he fuck your ass? I mean, doesn't he like your pussy?".

"Oh... He fucked my pussy many times! But screwing my ass is more... dominating. It's like he takes total control over me, and he is so forceful that I ended up loving it... I know it sounds a bit creepy, like I'm crazy, but the more abusive he is at that moment, the hornier I get..." she explained, with a guilt expression.

"I think I get it... I was outraged hearing him calling you names and treating you so roughly, but now, after the fact, I realized the arousal of seeing that. "What about him referring to you as my girlfriend? Where did he get that?"

"Well, I told him I had a boyfriend... I know we never talked about us in those terms, but I guess I was trying to make him jealous, too. Although I really feel you that close! Sorry if you never considered me your girlfriend," she apologized.

"Oh, I love the idea. I never felt I was up to... I mean... I always considered you out of my league, and I feel so lucky that you like me... But also now... I feel I lack what it takes to be your boyfriend. And he knows. I think he just mocks me when he mentions you as my girlfriend." I sulked.

"Oh, baby! You are too much for me! I'm just part of a redneck family, mostly poor and uneducated! And you are kind enough to help me get out of all that, making myself a better person. Don't let him upset you. It is just a power play. I enjoy it while we are having sex, because it fires up the game, but that's also why I can't stand him afterwards. I told you he is a total asshole. Just a very sexy one..." she explained, biting her lower lip in the end, sheepishly.

"I know. But it still bothers me. I'm sorry. And I don't know I can ever suck another man's cock, really" I defended.

"It's alright. Are you Ok with him coming here again? Would you be fine just watching? I'd like for you to feel more relaxed and enjoy the moment... What would you be comfortable doing next time?" she inquired.

I hesitated. Part of me wanted to present a more masculine attitude, but it was impossible in contrast with Daniel's presence, and I finally surrendered and admitted, "Watching you is exciting, but... I don't think I can dare to touch him, surely even far from sucking him..." I lingered, the words knotted in my throat, "No matter how much I crave it". Damn! I had said it. There was no turning back now...

She hugged me tighter, kissing my face, "Oh, babe! I recognized that urge burning in you yesterday each time I looked at you captivated by his cock. And it is because I totally relate to that. It was the same for me at first. It's true: being a girl is (in privacy) easily accepted that I want to suck cock. For most people, I'd be considered a slut if they know, no matter if I'm a girl, a boy or a dog! So don't feel bad about it. Don't let others tell you what's right or wrong to do in your private life, please. You know it is not easy for me either, and the bad rap I have sometimes for behaving like I do. It is never easy to be yourself!" she justified.

"Listen" she continued, "I know Daniel is not into boys either, but I guess he can't resist the feeling of anyone worshiping his big cock. He is so vain! I'm sure there would be a limit, but we can find many chances for you to be able to feel his cock, and most probably taste it, too. Hey! You were close to it yesterday with you both taking turns in my bum!" she cheered. Of course, she omitted the detail that while he was fucking her, I was just adding lube on his behalf, but my mouth had indeed been dangerously close to his cock. And this had driven me insane!

"Your prick doesn't lie, babe!" she pointed down. It was pretty hard, in all its 3-inch glory! Realizing the contrast with Daniel's long and hugely wide schlong only propelled my lust, no matter how irrational it seemed.

"You want to compel him to let you suck him? I might have some ideas..." she offered. She had hooked me. I timidly asked what to do, and then it all fell over me: Daniel would reject me if I attempted to keep any masculine image, as he considered "straight", Lana declared. But if I let go and present myself girlier, he would feel inclined to dominate me, and probably let me blow him off.

She quickly perceived how terrified I was getting with the idea, but she calmed me down, saying it was nothing too risky, and we could work something out just for the time he would be around. Nothing very definitive.

I was not sure, but she lit herself up, bubbly, and told me that, being Saturday, we had the whole weekend to try.

And so it started.

I won't bore you by pointing out the many times I resisted, and she somehow charmed me into things. Some of the things we did over Saturday and Sunday, not necessarily in order, as this is all a fuzzy memory by now:

She shaved the little body hair I had dispersed over my chest, legs, and of course my groin (talk about nothing definitive!).

She slightly plucked my eyebrows (not sure about the meaning of "slightly" here either).

She convinced me to get used to wearing panties instead of my usual briefs (hers were a bit bigger for me, so we dug into my sister's stuff, and luckily, she had left all the little feminine stuff here, as she rarely dresses up).

She convinced me to let her try makeup on me, then nail polish, and although I refused fully dressing in girl's clothes, she did managed to style my hair in a ponytail, fully made up and wearing panties and a one of her crop tops, with spaghetti straps, one of which she playfully let hanging down for a sexier look.

My heart was pumping very hard all the time while she kept advancing on this, but by Saturday night, when the first result of all this transformation was done and she made me look at myself in the wardrobe mirror, I thought I was having a stroke.

I didn't quite look like a girl, but I looked hot! And not hot as in Daniel, but the opposite direction. Not nearly like Lana, but I guessed I could be a wet dream for any Real Man... with no very strong biases.

Even as excited as I felt, the panties comfortably held my small bulge, its tightness preventing me from actually getting hard.

"I don't think I dare to meet him like this... Do you think he would... like me?" I asked nervously.

"You joking? You are hot as hell! I want to ravage you right now!" she countered. And then she brought me near her and kissed me, our lipsticked mouths eating at each other, and we ended up making out in bed.

It was pretty crazy, but she seemed more worked up by me than ever before. She liked me better as a girl... or a girly boy, whatever I was now. Somehow, now I had no pretense to perform as a man, it was easier to let her take control. She fondled the small lump in my panties, almost like it was a girl's mound, and it felt great, even as my dick was just kinda swollen instead of hard.

I bent over, slid her thong to the side, and started eating her. She liked that, and slowly made me kneel up, and rotated, so we ended up in a 69, and I felt her caressing my bum while I kept tonguing her tender pussy. I sensed the warmth of her mouth around my panty bulge, kissing it over the fabric while her hands went around my exposed buttocks. It felt so great! In a daze I realized that if she had released my dick, let it get hard, and sucked on it, I would be done in less than a minute, as had happened before. Keeping it constrained like that made the sensation very different, long-lasting, and nicer.

Indeed, this way allowed me to stay much focused, my eager mouth provoking a couple of delicate orgasms for her while I relished in her rubbing and kissing. I was super horny, and so, when she started fingering my asshole, I groaned a bit but never stopped sucking her drenched pussy, and when her fingertip pushed and slowly entered me, I huffed a weak "No", but she went on worming its way inside my rectum, while she sucked my bulge harder, my panties now damp from that. I lost focus on her cunt and whimpered as she had his whole finger inside me and started massaging something inside me that built up a weird, sexy tension. Combined with the kissing on my panties, after a few minutes of that powerful sensation, my still soft dick released a gush of cream, messing the front of my panties. She kept sucking and draining it through the fabric.

It was a very long, very moving feeling, and when she finally stopped, and slipped her finger out of by butt, we both collapsed exhausted on the bed, cuddling together before falling asleep.