As I reflected on this situation, I wondered what it would be like if someone caught me dressed like this. What would my friends do if they found me a...l dressed like a girl, getting off on it? Perhaps they would just see me as a slut needing what a slut needs. Perhaps they would make me be like a girl, holding me down, pushing their cocks in my mouth…I had a lot of fantasies like this. I began trying to steal girls’ underwear. Once when I was staying the night at a friend’s house, I idly looked. And I knew it too. He dropped his pants and his cock stood out only inches from my face. I could see the tip was already moist with precum. He reached out and took the back of my head pulling me toward it. I opened my mouth and took it in. It had been so long and I missed the taste. I did my best but had only sucked once before. He moaned as I slid my mouth up and down his shaft. He began thrusting it gagged me and I tried to pull away but he had my hair tight in his fist. I wined as he forced. He knew her body wanted it, but her mind didn’t. Soon he felt a warm liquid splash onto his face; she had come. As she recovered from her earth-shattering orgasm she felt a hard nub at the entrance to her lovehole. “No, no, no, NO, please Charlie! I’m begging you! I’ll suck you anytime you want, just please don’t do this!” but it was too late. He popped the head of his dick inside her and moaned. She was so fucking tight. He pushed forward slowly till he felt a resistance, her hymen no doubt,. I peeled the shirt over her head and took a nipple in my mouth. That was right, too. I lifted her to the washing machine and resumed alternating between breasts."That's nice, Frank, you've come a long way." With the rum and licking, she was on the verge of coming.Although it was quite awkward, I put an arm around her, unzipped her shorts, lifted her, and pulled them and her thong down without missing a breast lick."What are you doing?" When I dropped my pants she saw my stiff cock."I'm going to.