I have always been really involved in theater. I don't act, and my specialty is costumes and physical composition. I'd never considered myself feminine until I went off to University when I was 19 years old and met my new dramaturgy prof, Mr. Kean. He was a big guy, about 50 years old with black and grey pilus. At 6'4'’ and over 200lbs he cut an imposing figure.

Now, I have this little thing that I've been doing. When I'm alone in the dressing room, which is often as I'm in electric charge of locking up every evening, I dress up in the girls rig and rub one out. What's the impairment, I figured ? I was always careful to never get caught. I was doing exactly this one Friday. As the last person left, I immediately went to the young woman changing room and excitedly began picking things out. Okay, I have another confession. Over the summer, I bought a dildo at a sex shop, and have been routinely fucking my ass with it. I brought it with me to the dressing room that day in my backpack.

So, I put on a little dress and skirt with a pair of pink scanty that I found and got out my dildo. I usually lock the door behind me, but in my excitement to get to the human activity, I left it unlocked. I was a few minutes into my academic term, ready to cum but trying to wee it last a little foresightful, when I got the melodic theme of trying to cum in my own sassing. The position I ended up assuming was with my legs pointing towards the ceiling propped up against a wall and resting on my upper back and neck so that my hammer was only an inch from my face and it left one hand free to labour the dildo into my ass while the other hand stroked my peter. perfective tense, I thought. I was really into the consequence when I heard the door open. I was furiously shoving the dildo into my ass with one hand and jerking off with the other, and suddenly Mr.Kean was in the doorway, only a few foot away. I looked over at him as I came and shot a huge sticky load over my face.

So there I was, dressed in a skirt with a pair of pink panties holding my ankles together, a dildo up my unwrap ass, and cum all over my human face. I was stunned, and I didn't move an inch. Suddenly Mr. Kean reached into his pocket, took out his phone, and snapped a picture.

Suddenly I was enraged,

"What the fucking ? !"I said in my deepest and most daunting vocalism possible as I righted myself.

I must have looked pretty funny, dressed in a annulus with make-up and cum on my fount and pulling a dildo out of my ass. Mr. Kean thought so, and he laughed a little at my exclaiming. Then he looked at me with a stern gaze and said"that's no way for a slut to talk to her daddy ”.

"WHAT THE shag ? !"I said, this time the shock of what he said setting in and suddenly he slapped me. Not hard, but firmly.

"you will do what I say, or I send this picture to everyone"he said, and I knew he had me."Now suck my cock ”.

I kind of expected it at that pointedness, and with a somewhat fake defeated groan I got on my knees in social movement of him.

"Good girl, I didn't even require to separate you to kneel"Mr. Kean said. I realized he was right, and blushed a piddling. The idea of playing with another man's hammer had come up in my fantasy and I had kind of wanted to but I never seriously considered it. Now I would give to. I was expecting the spoilt when Mr. Kean unzipped himself and let his denim fall to the trading floor. He was still wearing briefs and he took a footfall closer to me. I could see the outline of his semi-hard dick and I reached out to rub it. I gasped a bit as I felt it starting to grow under my succour. Now it was straining against the cloth of the briefs so I pulled the elastic down and let his cock fountain out. It was splendid. It looked like It could belong to to one of those Greek statues. It was at least 8 inches long and very thick, curving slightly upward before tapering off to a circumcised mushroom-shaped cloud head. My promontory was column inch away from it and I was leaning forward to begin licking the beam of light when Mr. Kean pulled back.

"I want you to beg for my cock"he said. In a sudden exclamation of defiance I blurted out"no"but as soon as I said it I regretted it, and looked back to his sodding cock, afraid he was going to put it away. Instead Mr. Kean barked a laugh and took out his telephone again. He brought up the picture he took of me sooner and handed me the phone.

'' Delete the photo, and we can act like this never happened, but you'll never get to suck my cock and find me cum in your mouth"Mr. Edmund Kean said.

I knew what I wanted, and I leaned over so Mr. Edmund Kean shaft was resting on my nose and took a selfie, handing the sound back to my new daddy.
Mr. Kean's smile broadened as he saw what I did."May I suck papa's cock now ?"I asked, trying to be sexy.

"Oh yeah, you've earned it baby"He replied.

I needed no boost encouragement and immediately put the caput in my back talk. It felt proper, to be on my knee servicing a man, and I could palpate blood rushing to my dick again. I looked up and Mr. Kean was taking another impression of me, this time with his prick in my oral cavity. I looked up at him as he took the picture with my backtalk broad of pecker. I was able to get about half his peter down my throat and began bobbing my point back and forth. Suddenly Mr. Edmund Kean pushed me back forcefully so I was pushed against the wall and began thrusting in and out of my mouth.

"Just relax, and let dad eff your mouth"He said.

I tried to do as he said, and soon he was sliding almost all of his cock down my throat. I gagged a little, but that only made his cock beguiler with saliva. Soon his balls were pressing up against my Kuki-Chin and my nose was buried in fuzz with every stroke. His chance event became more erratic and he began to grunt. I knew he was about to cum, and was still unprepared for the soaker he unleashed in my mouth. I felt his cock squirt with each thrust and I began to spit out on cum as he pulled his cock out to finish his climax on my face.

"well girl,"He said,"we'll teach you how to swallow next time ”.

With that, he walked out. I jerked off again, attempted to cleanse up, and went place. The adjacent week I was cast to a girls character. Mr. Kean said I was hone for the role, and that was that. Later that week, I found a banknote in my locker telling me to get a wax for all my hair waist down. My torso was already almost hairless, but I liked the melodic theme. It hurt like hell getting waxed, but damn did I ever look aphrodisiac in the mirror afterwards. On Mon, we were rehearsing a prospect in the play during which I have a long speaking section. Mr. Kean kept telling me that I needed to make my vox go higher, but I just couldn't do it. After a few tries, he finally told me to bide after class today for some secret articulation example. My dick immediately sprung up and I have to admit I was excited to show off my newly hairless consistence. I also couldn't stop picturing his big meaty member. I waited after course of study as I was told, still in costume as a girl fill out with make-up. I walked up to Mr. Kean office and knocked tentatively.

"semen in"said a voice from inside.

I did, and walked into Mr. Keans office. I had never been here before. There were some posters for several product and caper, some signed and others not. Directly in front line of me was a prominent mahogany desk. I remember thinking that desk certainly wasn't bought on the schools budget. Mr. Kean sat behind it in an armchair with a athirst aspect in his eye. He was wearing a blanched button-up shirt and black pants. I walked closer and he began to talk

"I've seen that you're not completely committed to this role ”, he said. I began to protest but he waved me off and I fell silent.

"Right now, I'm going to learn you how much of a girly little loose woman you are ”.

If I wasn't completely laborious before, I sure was now. I nodded at him and was about to babble out again when he cut me off"ejaculate over here and take a keister ”, he said, patting his stifle. I began to do as I was told and walked over to him, turning around and sitting on his thigh. Immediately, I felt branch around my shank pluck me in finisher to him. I couldn't help but notice the bulge pressing between my brass and I began to gyrate my pelvic arch a little bit. Mr. Edmund Kean softly moaned and began pulling up my dress around my waist. following, he pulled my footling rock laborious cock out of my panties and fit one large fist over my hale hard-on and began to quickly vibrate his clenched fist back and Forth, sending waves of my joy through my body.

"You like it when pa rubs your little clitoris, don't you ?"he whispered in my ear. I mumbled that I loved it. Soon, I could sense myself getting quick to cum and I yelped, saying"I'm gon na cum daddy !"in a interpreter that was so mellow I hardly recognized it as my own.

"cum for papa"I heard him say as I blasted my shipment into his hand.

"Take your panties off, and get my cock out"He said as I was panting and recovering from my orgasm

I did as he was told, standing up to slide out of my panties and next kneel inbetween his peg. I unbuckled his knickers and pulled them around his waist, revealing the same trend of briefs that he was wearing before and that glorious hammer straining to be free. I obliged it and pulled down the elastic, once again in awe in front of such a monumental and perfectly shaped cock. I immediately reached forward with my mouth to get down my work but I had only managed to get the tip in when I felt his strong arms reach under my axilla and hook me onto his lap, facing him.

"I'm going to teach you how to really be a good girlfriend"he said.

I felt his right paw reach around me and begin rubbing my cakehole with something wet and a small unenviable. I realized he was lubing my hole with my own cum. The realisation made my cock grow hard again and I leaned a little further into Mr.Kean, allowing his probing hired hand better memory access to my hole. My growing cock was not lost on him.

"You like it when dada plays with your short pussy, don't you ?"

"Mmhmm"I moaned in response.

Suddenly he hoisted me a fiddling gamey and positioned his cock at the entrance to my mother fucker. I was excited and terrified. Slowly he began to tug against me. I could sense his intemperately member, both strong and firm, but also soft pushing slowly into me. I gasped a short as the forefront slipped past times my ring. He smiled and gave my ass a playful slap, the shaking feeling grand in my ass. Now I was the one applying pressure as I slowly subside deep onto his shaft. It felt foreign, but also marvellous to be this broad. The last few column inch started to hurt and instead of taking the whole thing I began to bounce up and down slowly. The notion was indescribable and I was lost in my lust and pleasance, still bouncing up and down on ¾ of his immense cock. I felt his arms on my shoulders applying pressure and pushing me cryptical on each down stroke. It hurt a trivial, but it also felt incredibly honorable to be so full and going deeper on each bouncing. I was lost in the sensation when suddenly his hands pushed me down harder than before and I squealed a little in painful sensation as I slid down the last column inch of his cock all at once. Mr.Kean smiled at me.

"Now you sound like a trade good trivial slut. I knew you could do it"He said. I felt myself redden a little. He reached out and moved aside my slight hawkshaw, still hard as a rock music, to picture that I was completely impaled on his cock. I felt proud, and I started my rhythmical bouncing again. Soon I felt my orgasm beginning to build. No one was touching my cock, but the feeling of sliding up and down Mr. Kean big celestial pole was going to make me cum.

"I'm going to cum !"I gasped.

"Go ahead. Use my big cock to cum"He replied.

With his permit, I started bucking more erratically and pushing my ass down hard. My orgasm was like a wave breakage. I don't cognise how foresighted it lasted but it was easily the longest orgasm I've ever had. I moaned and collapsed onto Mr. Kean chest.

"tinker's dam girl, that was sexy,"He said,"but you got cum all over my shirt"he added as he looked down and I saw that it was true.

"I'm sorry"I managed to say, still out of breath.

"I'm going to fuck you hard for that '' He growled.

With that, he lifted me up again and laid me face up onto his desk, with my feet over his shoulders. His cock never left me, and now it started to hurtle in and out.
I honestly thought I was going to cum again when his strokes became stronger and his grunt louder.

"Take it slut"he growled, and I needed to steady myself with my hands so he didn't fuck me right off the desk !

I felt his turncock inflate in my ass and with a momentuous thrust he unloaded inside me. He kept his tool inside my ass for a beautiful few moments. Slowly, he pulled out and I felt the void as his cock flopped out, still covered in cum. I turned around, got down on my knees, and began to clobber his still tremendous cock clean and jerk. Suddenly, I felt it tweet. Was he getting hard again ? The sentiment caused my own cock to twitch, and I began bobbing my drumhead back and forth on his penis in earnest ...