The Sissy Chastity Diary

As his cock stretched me out, I felt the rest of my body shrink. I realized I was so small, so insignificant underneath this large man. He could do anything he wanted to me. I was afraid. I was excited. I didn't want this to ever stop.

Abruptly, he turned me around, entered me missionary, then lifted my light little body as he fucked me by bouncing me in the air. "Oh my god! Oh God!" I hyperventilated. My arms draped around his shoulders and held on tight. On a dime, my impersonal, degrading fucking was transformed into intimate lovemaking. And I couldn't do a thing. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. Then--his lips were on mine again as my pussy slid up and down his unending cock.

Suddenly--my testicles hugged my body. I surrended and began to shake violently. His arms holding me upright as I convulsed in pleasure. My leaking cage dribbled down my thighs. His length shot load after load deep into me, against gravity, as my pussy gripped him with each release of my own.

Oh my god, oh my god. A man's kiss had made me cum.

"Ughh.....mmmm....ughh," I moaned into his mouth.

I was horrified. The post-sex clarity of months hit me all at once. But it was tinged by the greatest sense of relief and pleasure of my entire life--by far.

I passed out and woke up to his broad body enveloping mine, holding me close. All of my clothes were gone, and so were his. The heat from his body was warming me. This was too much. My first instinct was to squirm away immediately. This was so wrong and after cumming I wanted nothing to do with any of this. But his body was so heavy! I was awake and he wasn't and I still couldn't even budge. God, how embarrassing. My limp, caged cock felt so exposed in the cool, dark air. I could feel months of cum sticky on my inner thighs...ugh. But, as I squirmed, he pulled me even closer, grabbing my chest and rubbing it in his sleep. My body instantly warmed up like a lit match, goosebumps spread across my smooth ass and legs. And my...pussy began to quiver, to pulse and tighten and open as if in memory of its recent deflowering. Oh God, I couldn't get out, but did I want to?