Got me thinking about loosing my own virginity.First, you should know, my mother made me a sissy. She took great delight in dressing me as a little ...irl, thinking back I can not remember when she did not. We lived in the country and most of the time growing up I played outside with my dolls in dresses. The only time I wore little boy’s clothing was when family visited or I went to school.Everyone in town knew I was a very sissy acting little boy. I was bullied a lot by other boys, shunned. They said she hadn’t gone to our five-year reunion. I hadn’t gone because I wasn’t there at the time. Something I should mention here is that I went to a public school and Mary Lou went to an all-girls school after she moved. It was a couple of years after our class graduated that the schools combined, so we shared the same reunions. Life went on and I dated a few girls. We had sex, but it wasn’t as open as it is today. I wasn’t a kiss and tell kind of guy but I had my share of women. When it. I reached between her legs, brushing her pussy with my hand, and massaged her distended belly. After I had massaged away her cramps, I opened the hose clip once again. After she took a little more than half the bag, I shut it off again and withdrew the nozzle from her asshole.After 3 minutes I said, “OK hop up on the toilet and expel.” She immediately jumped up and sat on the toilet. I told her to put on her examination gown and join me in the examining room when she was finished. I left the. “Suit yourself,” Chuck said, and he pulled his fingers out of me and pulled up his shorts.Tears welled up into my eyes. I couldn’t believe what I was about to say.“Please, sir, fuck me.”“What was that, slut?”“Please stay and fuck me, sir.”“No. I’ll let you suck my cock again, but that’s it.”I hated him. But I had to make him stay. I needed him to fuck me. “I will, thank you, sir.”Chuck started to laugh again and he walked back up to me and threw me on my knees again. I took out his cock and.