Gurl Story

I always enjoy my sales trips because the travel gives me the excitement of crossdressing in different towns. I have the freedom of enjoying my lifestyle and the thrill of being in different towns and meeting different people.

After a long day on the road, I had just checked into a motel just about 30-miles outside of Nashville, TN. For my overnight trips, I always bring my special suitcase that has my “girly stuff” (panties, dresses, makeup, lingerie, etc.). Sometimes I would just dress up just to be pretty, and other times I would cam while listening to requests and comments. On a few occasions, I would run into a very horny stranger, tease him, then be a total bitch and not put out. It was something pleasurable knowing that poor guy was back in his room, thinking about me while he was jacking off.

Almost immediately after throwing my bags on the bed, I peeled off my business clothes, and head to the shower to freshen up. On the road, I keep my hair in one long ponytail, and use a tight t-shirt to tuck in my pony-tail and hide my budding breast. The hormone treatments are working so well, my body feels like it was becoming more feminine by the day. My legs are becoming shapelier, and my ass rounder, my voice was even becoming softer.  So many exciting things were happening to me! Taking a shower and knowing I was about to put on one of my girly outfits in my bag made me feel so feminine and free; coupled with the fantasy of being dominated by a total stranger and be treated like a piece of meat made my little clitty stay hard the entire time I showered and shaved myself smooth.

Once out the shower, I applied my makeup, lipstick, lotion and favorite perfume; then did my toes and nails. As a thunder storm rolled in, and the rain started hitting the window, I continued to make myself pretty, even if it was just for myself. After rubbing in the last bit of lotion on my curvaceous caramel legs, I put on my flowered thigh-length dark blue tight mini dress that tightly wrapped around my rump, sparkly gold three-inch heels (which only brought me to 5’8”), and large hooped Chica earrings. Next, I brushed my long black hair down and over my shoulder. Looking in the mirror, I was pleased with what I saw. I absolutely loved how my perky nipples poked against the fabric of my silky dress. I smiled, rubbed my breast and thought “I HAVE TITS!”

This particular night, was very hot and steamy as a storm hit this little town, making me wish I had continue the drive straight into Nashville, but I was already checked in. It began to rain harder, followed by a lot of thunder and lightning, then around 10pm everything went dark. The air conditioner, TV, lights…everything out. I thought to myself oh well, it least my iPad was fully charged, and I brought my favorite toy to “amuse” myself. I opened the windows hoping to find a cool breeze, without success. Opening the sliding door, I thought it would be nice to enjoy a bottle of wine from the little frig in the room and watch it rain. It seemed like the whole town was in darkness, so it was nice to watch the thunder storm from the balcony as it rumbled and crackled. After about 5 or so minutes, the sliding door on the balcony next to my room slid open, and a gruff looking man stepped out. He was a big guy, probably about 45-50 years old, a least 6’3” or 6’4” feet tall, strongly built and around 250 pounds or maybe a bit more. He looked Latino, and had a thick bushy goatee with a big tattoo on one shoulder and several other smaller tattoos that I could see. He was wearing baggy shorts, flip-flops and nothing else. After grunting a hello, he asked “Do you mind if I smoke?". I hate the smell of smoke, but not knowing this scary brute from a hole in the wall; I wasn't about to tell him no, so I nodded yes.

He lit up his cigar, walked further out in the rain, I thought this was probably the first shower he had in a week as he leaned on the rail and focused his attention on me. His eyes looked me up and down, like a hungry beast eyeing his prey, which gave me the chills. His eyes went from my face, my perky little breast, my waist then focused on my legs. Then for a second he did a double-take on my crotch. Oh God, I forgot my panties and my little package bulged out! For a moment, I was totally embarrassed, and fumbled for something to say, but thought it was best to say nothing. After taking another puff from his cigar, He said his name was Mario, and made a comment about my legs. He clearly saw something he liked and made a move. “Hi Mario, I’m Lisa” Not missing a beat, he said, "Blackouts annoying right…yeah, not much you can do in a motel room in a blackout" he said and then crudely added "when you're alone...." My heart was racing. This guy was straight forward and was not holding back, and still staring at thick girly legs. In the past I enjoyed flirting and loved when guys made comments about my body, but despite all my fantasies about getting fucked by strangers, I was stuck on what to do.

I wasn’t sure this was the type of guy I wanted and tried to take the conversation to a more generic place. Asking him what he was doing in town, etc. We chatted for a couple of minutes as each of our balcony landings sheltered us from the storm. As it rained harder, the wind gusts picked up, then it hit me, my car windows were down! “OH SHIT” shot out my mouth as I grabbed my room key and dashed outside to close my car windows; not noticing the none of the power was on in the motel lobby. The whole time Mario stood on is balcony watching me. Dashing back to my room, I swiped my key card and nothing. The total loss of power due to the blackout would not allow the security lock to read my key card. Shit! What am I going to do? The manager’s office was closed for the night, and I was stuck outside my room. From the balcony I heard a familiar voice “You can wait it out in my room, don’t worry, I don’t bite…..Lisa.” What choice did I have, I thanked Mario as I stepped into his room still cloaked in darkness from the blackout. He closed the door behind me, but it was the hearing the addition latch lock that gave me reasons for concern.

In the darkness, I could make out that there was just one big king-sized bed in the room. I offered to sleep on the floor, but Mario told me to hop on the bed while he reached in the mini-frig in his room and two tall-boy Ice House beers. It was late and my earlier fantasy thoughts were fleeting quickly. I cleared a spot on the bed, and curled up on the edge facing away from the middle of the bed, leaving the lion-share of the bed for Mario. I didn't get under the sheets because it was too warm and humid and if the power came back, I could quickly exit. On top of that I didn’t Mario to get any mixed messages.  I could hear Mario slowly lumbering around, making his way to the bathroom, then leaving the door open as he pissed out what must have been several tall-boy beers. When the toilet flushed, I knew he would be coming, so I just hoped that all that alcohol, the only thing he would be interested in doing was passing out on the bed. Mario's weight hit the bed my heart was pounding out of control, my knees locked closer together and I tugged down on my short dress to cover my bottom half. I never even removed my shoes. If It were anyone else but this man, this scenario may have fulfilled my fantasy; but not this man in this hot room. The howling thunderstorm only made the situation worse.

"Please just go to sleep" I whispered to myself trying to will Mario asleep. But I felt him behind me inching closer, then a big hairy arm wrap around me and then pulling me in closer to him. Uh-oh! I could instantly tell he was naked as my back was pressed right into his hairy chest and I could feel his Latin sausage hardening against my dress-covered butt as he forcefully spooned us together. Oh God, he was getting harder by the moment, it felt like wad of meat that kept growing, and from this brief time knowing him; he was not a “No” type of guy. He saw me as a hot little brown girl; with a few extra parts in his motel bed.  Me being dressed did not mean a thing to him, he had needs, and my body was on his menu. He then stretched his mouth into my ear, breathing heavily with the smell of cigars and cheap beer on his breath said, "Let’s have some fun my little puta." My whole body felt weak. "Listen", I whimpered, "I'm not sure I am up for what you want, can we just get some sleep?” He continued to breathe deeply to my ear, "What do you mean?" he asked in a slightly stern voice. “Well, I don't have a lot of experience, and I am not sure I will be willing to do the things you want" I meekly replied trying to keep him calm. “So, you're saying you don't want me to fuck you puta?!” That was point blank. In a risky move, I said “Sorry, but no thank you" It got quiet, but Mario didn’t move his arm and his cock remained stiff and nestled against my ass.  There was a pause as a huge flash of lightening and giant clap of thunder reverberated around the room.

I could sense Mario was pissed, “Hmm, your faggot ass, walk around dressed like a puta, you then come into my room, in the dark of the night, get into my bed and now you decide you don't want to fuck?!" "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lead you on” I was back pedaling as hard as I could as Mario’s voice became coarse and venomous as his arm constricted over my chest.

"Have you ever sucked a cock?" Mario asked. "A couple of times, but that was the furthest I ever went.” It was a lie. "Hmmm, sounds like you like to tease Chica." said Mario, still pressed up against my ear as he moved his arm that was wrapped around me, then over my dress he started rubbing my nipples.  Next, his hand slipped under my dress and he firmly cupped my tit while fingers coarsely tweaked my sensitive nipple. “I’ll tell you what, you suck my cock, make me cum, and I will let you sleep after that, no fucking" In a soft girly voice I quietly said, “Promise?” but my question did not get a return response. Given not knowing the full nature of this man, and being trapped, this was probably the best I could hope for. Knowing the expectation of him plowing my little butthole was off the table, I agreed to suck his cock.  "Thank you Mario" I quietly whispered. "If want to play games and be a fucking tease, you call me Daddy from this point forward, understand?” "Yes" I replied. My nipple was squeezed harder, "Sorry, Yes Daddy" I yelped. "Now get to work!” And with that, Mario rolled over on his back, and I rolled over to position myself over his leg and in his crotch.

Having been in the room for some time, my eyes had adjusted enough to make out some silhouettes and there was just enough light for me to take his cock in my hand, it was thick, veiny and heavy. I tentatively leaned down and began to lick the shaft of his cock. Due to the circumstance, I was more than happy to suck his cock but at the same time, I was going to give him the sloppy blowjob ever to shorten the ordeal. After several long licks of his shaft, I gently placed my lips over his mushroom head and worked my mouth down his now saliva lubricated cock and sucked my way back up. Daddy let out a muffled groan of satisfaction with this, so I continued with the same technique. Up and down his cock I moved sucking on the way back up the shaft. I could feel his cock get firmer in my mouth. He put his hands on the back of my head as I went down his shaft. "Take it all bitch" he groaned. I tried, but couldn't. "I'm sorry Daddy, but you are too big" I said while stroking his girthy meat. "Lie down on the bed and hang your head of the end" he ordered. I did so as he rolled off the side of the bed and walked around to the end. "You are going to learn to suck my dick the right way puta." With that, he slapped his tick meat across my face.  He rubbed his cock all over my face before sliding it in my mouth and down my throat". He slid in and out a few times, before demanding I open my throat and take it all. I relaxed (as I had seen on countless porn videos) and he slid his cock all the way inside my mouth and down my throat until his low hanging balls were resting on my eyes.

I quickly started gagging, but Mario continued face-fucking me. Then he took his cock out and dipped his balls in my mouth. "Suck them" he ordered before he moved himself further along and sat his hairy ass on my face. Pulling has ass cheeks apart, Mario buried his sweaty asshole over my mouth. He gained pleasure from this for a few minutes before rubbing his cock all over my face again. You are enjoying this aren't you slut?" he said mockingly. I just continued to eat the hairy butthole forced in my face.

"I asked you a question you stupid puta?!" He barked again with slight bolt of anger because I had not responded. I broke away long enough to say, "Yes Daddy, I am enjoying it very..." and before I could finish speaking, he had stuffed his cock back in my mouth. The sounds of slurping, sucking and gagging turn him on more, and ramped up his aggression level. Fucking my face, he leaned forward and put his hand on my brown dicklet - "Fuck, all that teasing and look at you” giving a brutish laugh as he shook my little 4-inch erect clitty. Shit, this Latino bastard was brutally manhandling my junk and I was getting turned on! There was no denying it. I was rock hard and leaking. It was by no means gentle, he was humiliating me and my little pickle as he jacked it with his thumb and two fingers. Jacking and slapping, and even roughly fondling my sack; the rough treatment of my sissy parts had me totally confused. And just when I was starting to get aroused, Mario’s true plan came to light.

"Seems you haven't made me cum yet puta, so now I’m forced to fuck you up your fat ass!” I tried to object but I couldn't speak, my mouth was stuffed full of cock. Mario stood up while unplugging his cock out my throat, "Ain’t no fucking bitch going to tease me like I’m some punk.” “Take that dress off puta” he demanded. I hesitated, then seeing the look on his face; I knew he was not a man to be disrespected. I got off the bed and removed my dress then laid on top of the bed not knowing what to do next. Mario answered that with his next command. “Now get on all-fours like a dog and hang that juicy ass over the edge of the bed.” “But Daddy you promised…” I said meekly, totally watching my tone. My comment was met was a swift and hard smack on the ass which I knew had to leave a hand print. “Puta, I’m about to open up that little faggot asshole” If I thought my heart was pounding before, I was wrong. It was beating so hard it was almost hard to breathe. “Daddy please let me suck you again, I promise to do it better” I almost cried trying to find a compromise or escape from what I knew was going to be a brutal abuse of my poor little butthole. “I thought I wanted to be fucked tonight but I was wrong!” this time I was actually crying and pleading. “Face the wall bitch!” Tears were streaming down my face, but I did as ordered. The floor creaked as he walked from the side of the bed then stood directly behind me. Gripping his monster tool, he said “Listen slut, the way I see it, you are just some stupid fuck in my room pretending to be girl!”  Scrambling for words, I blurted out a last plea “But, but, but…I’m not ready Daddy!” “Not my problem” he snorted back. “No more games puta!”

“Please use some lotion or something Daddy, please” grabbing the small bottle of complementary lotion on the nightstand, he coated my little puckered asscunt, then, not so to gently rubbed some on my smoothly shaven balls as well again letting me know he is in charge. Next, a thick meaty hand locked down on my waist and other on my shoulder. “Bet you will never tease another real man again, will you little bitch!” I was helpless and took a deep breath as his wide plum-like cock head began to bully in my still clinching sissy hole.

“Arrrghh_ aaaaaaaaaaaaa…uh..huuh huuh" were the next sounds of panicked gibberish that came out of my mouth! “Stop all that crying puta…you want to look like a bitch, I’m going to fuck you like a bitch!” I banged my fist on the mattress with all my might, but it didn’t help. “Ohhh yeah, this shit is tight" Mario exclaimed. I had never ever taken a cock is size before, and it felt Mario was ripping my poor asshole open. He withdrew a little bit then slammed it back in just to hear me scream.  "Open that ass up, take this dick!” he said over and over. Mario’s cock made NEW room in my rectum as he beat up my sissy cunt. Then the power slams began without mercy. He was fucking me like a cheap hooker. Now I knew what it felt like being pounded by an alpha; he owned my boi pussy.

"Ok puta that was just to break you in and get you ready, now it is time to be fucked. “Oh No” I whispered under my breath. "Beg me to me fuck you" he ordered as he placed his cock at the entry to my ass. Under my blubbering I managed to get out "Please…fuck….meeee…!" it was the best I could do before Mario pulled out his cock and popped my cunt open again. "Beg!" he demanded. “Ple, pleas…please, fuckkk..me…dadd…dad…daddy” it was hard putting words together as my butthole was being abused mercilessly by a mad man packing a 10-inch weapon.

Mario was pounding me with a steady rhythm. Back and forth, side to side he owed ever inch of backside. Grunting and groaning he hammered away. My violation went on and on... Just my luck my I ran into a savage Latino that thought I teased him, and now deserves to be put in my place. Every so offend he would reach down, cup my clit and balls and squeezed it roughly as he laid on my back. A giant blob of precum came out of my cock, he scooped it on his dirty stained finger and stuck it in my mouth for me to lick clean. He continued to ride my ass, enjoying his new unwilling fucktoy. Squeezing and stroking my little sissy cock until I let out a moan of pleasure, then spewed cum over my stomach and sheets. He slowed his rhythm, scooped up what cum he could find in the dark and again fed it to me again.

After slowing for few moments, the sweaty beast seemed to get a second wind and returned take his aggression out on my now sore butthole. I was spent, and humiliated as he continued to fuck and berate me. I gritted my teeth as he kept ramming his meat pipe up my bruised sissy cunt. I really needed him to cum because I couldn’t take anymore. Momentary slipping off the bed due to my shear fatigue, Mario, stopped for a second, grabbed some pillows near the headboard, stacked them at the end of the bed, scooped me up from the floor and planted me ass up on top. I had zero resistance. I felt a large glob of spit land dead center of my burning butthole before the assault continued. Again, his deep thrusts were met with my slight almost silent pleas to stop. Suddenly, I was being filled with warm jets of cum, I welcome each squirt knowing my captivity was almost over. He slipped his cock out of me, then say like he had done me a favor “Now you’ve be fucked by a real man puta.”  

Walking over to the side of the bed, Mario slapped me with his slimy spent cock and casually barked, “Now be a good slut and clean it for me". He wasn't really giving me a choice as he pressed it against my lips, till I opened wide. I sucked his dangling meat clean as the aroma of cum, musk and ass filled my nostrils. "See little puta, you can't tell me you didn't enjoy that.” “that really hurt daddy.” I said subserviently as not to get him started again. Laughing, Mario made his way in the dark bathroom where I believed he went to further clean himself off. I rolled onto my side of the bed, curled in a ball, but this time got under the covers. Mario exited just in time to see the power return. With that he flicked off the lights, and turned the air conditioner on full blast before he got under the covers. Once again, a strong arm pulled me back and in a spooning position as his deflated cock rested behind my sticky bottom.