I have always been really involved in theater. I don't act, and my forte is costumes and war paint. I'd never considered myself feminine until I went off to University when I was 19 long time old and met my new theater prof, Mr. Edmund Kean. He was a big guy, about 50 age old with black and gray-haired hair. 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 explosive charge of locking up every evening, I dress up in the girls kit and rub one out. What's the harm, I figured ? I was always measured to never get caught. I was doing exactly this one Fri. As the terminal someone left, I immediately went to the missy changing room and excitedly began picking things out. okey, 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 fertilisation elbow room that day in my backpack.

So, I put on a little clothes 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 title, I left it unlocked. I was a few minutes into my session, set to cum but trying to make it last a little farsighted, when I got the thought of trying to cum in my own mouth. The position I ended up assuming was with my peg pointing towards the ceiling propped up against a wall and resting on my upper back and neck so that my shaft was only an in from my face and it left one hired man gratuitous to crusade the dildo into my ass while the former hand stroked my cock. Perfect, I thought. I was really into the moment when I heard the room access open. I was furiously shoving the dildo into my ass with one handwriting and jerking off with the former, and suddenly Mr.Kean was in the door, only a few feet away. I looked over at him as I came and shot a huge sticky shipment over my face.

So there I was, dressed in a annulus with a twain of tap panties holding my mortise joint together, a dildo up my exposed ass, and cum all over my 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 nooky ? !"I said in my deepest and most intimidating voice possible as I righted myself.

I must take looked pretty funny, dressed in a skirt with makeup and cum on my face and pulling a dildo out of my ass. Mr. Kean thought so, and he laughed a minuscule at my exclamation. Then he looked at me with a stern gaze and said"that's no way for a slut to utter to her daddy ”.

"WHAT THE piece of ass ? !"I said, this time the impact of what he said setting in and suddenly he slapped me. Not severe, but firmly.

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

I variety of expected it at that level, and with a somewhat faked defeated groan I got on my human knee in front of him.

"Good girl, I didn't even involve to tell apart you to kneel"Mr. Kean said. I realized he was right, and blushed a minuscule. The idea of playing with another man's cock had come up in my fantasy and I had form of wanted to but I never seriously considered it. Now I would have to. I was expecting the worst when Mr. Edmund Kean unzipped himself and let his denim fall to the level. He was still wearing brief and he took a step finisher to me. I could see the synopsis of his semi-hard cock and I reached out to rub it. I gasped a bit as I felt it starting to grow under my ministrations. Now it was straining against the fabric of the briefs so I pulled the elastic down and let his pecker spring out. It was magnificent. It looked like It could belong to one of those Greek statues. It was at least 8 inch long and very thick, curving slightly upward before tapering off to a circumcised mushroom-shaped cloud head. My head was inches away from it and I was leaning forward to set out licking the light beam when Mr. Edmund Kean pulled back.

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

'' Delete the photo, and we can pretend like this never happened, but you'll never get to suck my dick and feel me cum in your backtalk"Mr. Kean said.

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

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

I needed no further boost and immediately put the head in my mouth. It felt the right way, to be on my human knee servicing a man, and I could feel blood rushing to my dick again. I looked up and Mr. Kean was taking another picture of me, this time with his dick in my mouth. I looked up at him as he took the depiction with my oral fissure full of dick. I was capable to get about half his tool down my throat and began bobbing my school principal 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 daddy make out your mouth"He said.

I tried to do as he said, and soon he was sliding almost all of his dick down my throat. I gagged a little, but that only made his stopcock oilskin with saliva. Soon his lump were pressing up against my chin and my nozzle was buried in haircloth with every stroking. His strokes became more temperamental and he began to grunt. I knew he was about to cum, and was still unprepared for the pelter he unleashed in my lip. I felt his cock jet with each thrust and I began to splutter on cum as he pulled his cock out to finish his sexual climax on my face.

"well girl,"He said,"we'll teach you how to live with succeeding metre ”.

With that, he walked out. I jerked off again, attempted to clean up, and went plate. The future week I was cast to a girls role. Mr. Kean said I was perfect for the part, and that was that. Later that calendar week, I found a eminence in my storage locker telling me to get a wax for all my hairsbreadth waist down. My body was already almost hairless, but I liked the idea. It hurt like sin getting waxed, but damn did I ever look sexy in the mirror afterwards. On Monday, we were rehearsing a tantrum in the play during which I have a long speech production part. Mr. Kean kept telling me that I needed to make my voice go higher, but I just couldn't do it. After a few attempt, he finally told me to stay after class today for some private voice lesson. My cock immediately sprung up and I have to admit I was excited to show off my newly hairless body. I also couldn't stop picturing his big meaty appendage. I waited after class as I was told, still in costume as a girl complete with make-up. I walked up to Mr. Keans office staff and knocked tentatively.

"come in"said a voice from inside.

I did, and walked into Mr. Kean office. I had never been here before. There were some posters for several yield and plays, some signed and others not. Directly in social movement of me was a large mahogany desk. I remember thinking that desk certainly wasn't bought on the shoal budget. Mr. Kean sat behind it in an armchair with a hungry look in his eye. He was wearing a white 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 use ”, he said. I began to protest but he waved me off and I fell silent.

"Right now, I'm going to learn you how lots of a girly little fornicatress you are ”.

If I wasn't completely hard before, I sure was now. I nodded at him and was about to talk again when he cut me off"cum over here and consume a derriere ”, he said, patting his genu. I began to do as I was told and walked over to him, turning around and sitting on his second joint. Immediately, I felt blazonry around my waist pull me in closer to him. I couldn't helper but notice the protrusion pressing between my cheeks and I began to spin around my rose hip a piddling bit. Mr. Kean softly moaned and began pulling up my wearing apparel around my waist. succeeding, he pulled my trivial rock hard cock out of my step-in and fit one large clenched fist over my whole erection and began to quickly vacillate his clenched fist back and forth, sending waves of my pleasance through my body.

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

"cum for pa"I heard him say as I blasted my load into his hand.

"engage your scanty off, and get my dick out"He said as I was panting and recovering from my orgasm

I did as he was told, standing up to slither out of my scanty and adjacent kneeling inbetween his peg. I unbuckled his pants and pulled them around his waist, revealing the same style of briefs that he was wearing before and that splendiferous cock straining to be free. I obliged it and pulled down the flexible, once again in awe in front of such a massive and perfectly shaped cock. I immediately reached forward with my sass to begin my work but I had only managed to get the tip in when I felt his warm arms orbit under my axilla and countermand me onto his lap, facing him.

"I'm going to teach you how to really be a sound lady friend"he said.

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

"You like it when Daddy plays with your little twat, don't you ?"

"Mmhmm"I moaned in response.

Suddenly he hoisted me a piddling mellow and positioned his cock at the entranceway to my whoreson. I was excited and terrified. Slowly he began to force against me. I could sense his hard member, both unattackable and firm, but also soft pushing slowly into me. I gasped a slight as the head slipped past my ring. He smiled and gave my ass a playful slap, the vibrations feeling wondrous in my ass. Now I was the one applying air pressure as I slowly bury deeper onto his cock. It felt strange, but also terrific to be this full. The last few inches started to bruise and instead of taking the whole thing I began to resile up and down slowly. The touch sensation was indescribable and I was lost in my lustfulness and joy, still bouncing up and down on ¾ of his huge cock. I felt his munition on my shoulders applying insistence and pushing me deeper on each down solidus. It hurt a niggling, but it also felt incredibly skillful to be so full and going deeper on each bounce. I was lost in the esthesis when suddenly his hands pushed me down harder than before and I squealed a little in pain as I slid down the last in of his cock all at once. Mr.Kean smiled at me.

"Now you sound like a full lilliputian slut. I knew you could do it"He said. I felt myself crimson a footling. He reached out and moved aside my piddling dick, still hard as a rock, to demonstrate that I was completely impaled on his cock. I felt proud, and I started my rhythmic bouncing again. Soon I felt my orgasm beginning to progress. No one was touching my cock, but the feeling of sliding up and down Mr. Keans big pole was going to draw me cum.

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

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

With his permission, I started bucking more erratically and pushing my ass down hard. My orgasm was like a wafture breaking. I don't have intercourse how long it lasted but it was easily the foresighted orgasm I've ever had. I moaned and collapsed onto Mr. Keans chest.

"damn fille, 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 dingy"I managed to say, still out of breath.

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

With that, he lifted me up again and laid me face up onto his desk, with my metrical foot over his articulatio humeri. His cock never left me, and now it started to thrust in and out.
I honestly thought I was going to cum again when his strokes became hard and his grunts louder.

"withdraw 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 shaft inflate in my ass and with a momentuous poke he unloaded inside me. He kept his prick inside my ass for a beautiful few mo. Slowly, he pulled out and I felt the emptiness as his prick flopped out, still covered in cum. I turned around, got down on my knee joint, and began to lick his still tremendous hammer clean and jerk. Suddenly, I felt it squeeze. Was he getting hard again ? The thought caused my own cock to twitch, and I began bobbing my top dog back and Forth River on his member in earnest ...